“You’re coming to Incheon?”
“Yeah. I’ll be working in Incheon from now on.”
“Uh... r-right?”
After spending a few hours alternating between Go Minji and Go Seonyul, just as I was about to join the evening al, Go Seonyul dropped a shocking statent.
Starting this year, the new year, she was giving up her original base entirely and moving to Incheon.
“I already told Mom everything. Incheon just beca independent, right? Since it’s officially becoming its own country, things will naturally get more complicated administratively. There are more than enough grounds to establish a major branch. If you allow it, Muyeol, I’m thinking of buying a big plot of land near the Namdong Industrial Complex and going all in. Or maybe I could just move into Muyeol Land? Heh, that works too. Tell what’s easier for you.”
Damn,
she’s surprisingly proactive.
Her first impression was that of a total shut-in, but lately that vibe’s been gone.
‘Still, the way my older sisters keep showing up here is a bit....’
Of course, it’s not bad.
Whether it’s Go Minji, Go Seonyul, or Go Hayang—
hell, even if Go Min-young or Go Hayoung ca to live together with , it’d be great in its own way.
But the problem is...
If they all stick around like that, my personal space and ti completely vanish.
Just look at Go Minji, for example.
Even though she’s now the director of Koryo Militaris’ Incheon branch and insanely busy, whenever she visits my house, she stays for days straight just fucking nonstop.
I love having my girlfriend over, really, but she just won’t go ho.
She needs to leave so I can rest or have ti to myself to refresh, but she just doesn’t.
For now, since it’s only Minji, I still get a breather between visits—but if they start moving into Incheon one by one...
‘What if all six of them end up living here?!’
I imagined it for a mont.
Go Min-young, Go Hayoung, and Go Seon-a all settle in Incheon, while Go Minji, Go Hayang, and Go Seonyul each run their own businesses here too.
They’d all be busy in their respective positions, but since there are six of them, if they each take turns resting, I’d end up dealing with a wife every single day of the week.
‘Holy sh*t.’
An indescribable suffocation welled up inside .
Even though I technically have thousands of won under my control, could I really handle them freely?
“Well, look at you.”
Go Minji, wearing only a blouse over revealing lingerie that showed a hint of her bare chest—and the fierce marks I’d left—spoke curtly, clearly displeased.
“Why the hell are you coming to Incheon? Stay buried on Jeju Island where you belong.”
“It’s been ages since I gave that place to Muyeol. And since when do I need your permission for anything?”
Go Seonyul wasn’t backing down either.
Arms crossed, she tilted her head and glared at Minji.
For reference, Seonyul was wearing no pants—bare legs and all.
“Incheon’s already packed as fuck, why the hell are you coming in too? Do you even have a business to run here? Go back and repaint your statues or sothing.”
“Of course I do. There’s a ton to do just in architecture. Where else is there with as much demand as Incheon right now?”
“Where else? There’s that ruined city, Wuhan, flattened by the earthquake. Hey, perfect timing—why don’t you go to the Chinaman side and take a few urban reconstruction projects? Half the mainlanders are flooding over here because of that shirt.”
“Are you my mother or sothing?”
“Yeah, I’m your mom.”
“My mom’s a virgin, though. You a virgin too?”
“...What the fuck are you talking about? You’ve gone completely illogical.”
“Says the one calling illogical.”
Christ.
So refined, these two.
“When are you moving here?”
“As soon as I can... there’s still so unfinished business to wrap up, but... I’ll do it as fast as possible. Even while sorting that out, I’ll probably stay in Incheon as much as I can! It’ll all be done by the first half of the year.”
“Got it. Let know if you need anything.”
“Okay!”
It’s a bit overwhelming, but I can’t exactly tell her not to co....
If she snapped and stord off, that’d be worse.
“Ugh. Look at him grinning just because a pussy’s coming his way again. Makes wanna punch that smug face.”
“Pussy jealous?”
Crack!
“Gah?!”
That bitch Minji kicked my shin!!
“What the hell, Minji, why’d you hit !”
“Hit you? That was just a little tap.”
“Muyeol, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah, I’m fine... fuck, Minji, seriously!”
“Oh? Talking back to your big sister now?”
And now she’s got in a headlock after the joint kick!
Elentary-school Minji is my arch-nesis...!
“Ugh, shirt....”
Go Minji, usually so confident and bratty, rubbed her head with a sulky face.
Her lips were sticking out so far it was obvious she was in a foul mood.
“Haa....”
Go Seonyul didn’t look much better.
She massaged her temples and rubbed beside her scalp every so often like she had a pounding headache.
“Mm.”
And honestly, too...
The middle of my head still hurt like hell.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. You kids... already learning tricks, huh? Did your mothers teach you that?”
“Ah, Grandfather, that’s not what happened....”
Here’s how it started.
Go Minji and Go Seonyul were bickering and missed their cue to leave, and when they finally did, the timing was off—and we got caught being together, the three of us.
You might think, so what’s the problem?
If you’re thinking like Minji, sure, but Grandfather had forbidden and any direct female relative from being alone together for the sake of family harmony.
He said “don’t be alone,” but everyone knows what he ant: don’t fuck around together.
And since the three of us got caught “fucking around,” of course we got scolded....
“You’re the oldest, yet you’re always causing trouble. Huh? When are you going to grow up? Tsk tsk.”
“Fuck...”
Still, it was kind of entertaining to watch Minji get chewed out so badly.
Though Min-young and Hayoung’s looks were a bit scary....
“Father, that’s enough. They get it.”
“Eh. Fine.”
We all gave a polite bow and went back to our seats.
Ah.
To think we got caught in front of the whole family looking like we had a fucking threeso with Minji and Seonyul.
Of course, we didn’t actually have one—but everyone thinks we did.
“If you’re going to fuck, do it on your own ti. Don’t cluster together when the whole family’s gathered. Understand?”
“Yes.”
It’s been a while since I felt like I was sitting on a bed of nails.
That sa tense feeling as when I first possessed this body and attended a family gathering.
Weirdly nostalgic.
‘Ugh....’
I’ll have to smooth things over with Min-young and Hayoung later too.
Busy as hell, seriously.
After dinner ended, Grandfather called in.
I thought maybe he was going to scold more, but thankfully that wasn’t it.
“You’d better manage things properly.”
“...Manage what, sir?”
“You should know damn well what I an. Isn’t it about ti you started seeing the big picture?”
He said it while looking out the window, and I paused to think about what to say.
But I couldn’t find an answer.
It was clearly about the won in our direct line, but what the hell was I supposed to ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) reply to that?
“If you can’t manage jealous won, everything’ll go to hell. The family will fall apart. I’ve balanced things as best I could, but still—be careful.”
“...Yes, sir.”
Not that I wasn’t already trying to be careful about that....
“And you need to take more control. From where I’m sitting, it looks like Minji’s got you wrapped around her finger. How are you supposed to handle the others like that?”
“It might look that way, but it’s not sothing to worry about.”
“We’ll see. And hurry up and bring in the ones who haven’t joined yet! Leave them out too long and it’ll cause its own problems. Why the hell do you keep revolving around the sa few girls?”
“Uh... yes, sir. I’ll try.”
“Tsk tsk. You’re a grown man already, and there are still girls you haven’t fucked yet. Unbelievable.”
“...”
“When I was your age... ehh, never mind.”
“...”
He must be pretty damn frustrated.
But the remaining two are Go Hayang and Go Seon-a. Hayang’s of the sa generation, sure, but Seon-a’s my aunt—what the hell am I supposed to do about that? I can’t exactly push my aunt down and fuck her.
“Anyway. A man’s duty to carry on the bloodline cos before anything else. Got that?”
“Yes, sir. I keep that in mind.”
“Your father dying early really shook the family. If not for that boy, things would’ve gone much smoother. Eh.”
“...”
For a family that “shook,” it’s still pretty damn powerful.
“The girls, and that Minji brat too—they’re not doing well either. Tsk tsk.”
“...”
“When one person shirks their duty, the whole family goes to shirt. It’s all connected.”
“Grandfather, whatever you want from , you don’t have to worry. What I want probably aligns with what you want.”
“Ha. Talking big, huh. Let’s see.”
After gazing out the window for a while, Grandfather returned to his desk.
The sa desk he’s always at when I visit.
He used to play Go there all the ti.
Now he’s replaced it with a table-style board.
“By the way, Grandfather, I’ve been curious about sothing.”
“Hmm? Go on.”
“Originally, my father was supposed to be responsible for the aunts, right?”
“Well... yes.”
“And I’m responsible for the sisters.”
“Right.”
“So originally, I only needed to deal with three.”
“...”
“But because my father died, I ended up getting the whole load dumped on , didn’t I?”
“...”
Grandfather couldn’t even answer that one.
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