Chapter 5 : Han Ye-eun , is she a god ?

Walking home with a pile of shopping bags.

In the process, I met the same guy trying to pick me up no less than four more times.

Is this some kind of trend these days?

Is it popular among the hipsters these days to pick up girls on the street?

I thought hipsters were like mythical creatures.

I don’t know why these rare species, which are so hard to see on a normal day, are so rampant today.

Once, two guys in a group of two even tried to hit on my younger sister, and I almost gave them a piece of my mind.

If it hadn’t been for Yeeun’s familiar refusal, I would probably be having a sincere blind date at the police station by now.

So the final score was 4:1.

I was on the 4 side.

It was truly an outing that left nothing but scars on each other.

When I got home, I unpacked the shopping bags on the floor.

The sight of my already tiny studio apartment being filled to the brim with no room to step on made me feel depressed.

It was because of the unexpected expenditure.

I feel so heavy-hearted because I burned a whopping 500,000 won in just one day.

They were things that Yeeun gave me as gifts, but how much money could a college student have?

This is all debt and loans. It means that it’s enough to just accept the gift.

With that in mind, I said to my sister with the proud eyes of a child watching a child giving a carnation on Parents’ Day.

“Give me your bank account later. I’ll send you the money.”

“What are you talking about?”

But what?

All I got in return was a snort of derision, as if she was making fun of me.

“I don’t need your pocket money anymore.”

What do you mean, Yeeun?

The way she raised her head and nonchalantly nodded her chin was just like Yeeun in her middle school days.

Could it be that she’s having a second bout of puberty late in the game?

I took a small breath as the PTSD from those days was about to come back to me.

Memories of the past when I tried to reform Dark Yeeun flashed through my mind.

Who the hell dyed our good Yeeun like that!!

I wonder if she’s been hanging out with bad kids at university or something.

But are there even bullies in college?

As someone who has never been to college, I have no idea.

If students get into fights there, do they call a professor?

People sometimes need their own personal time.

Even if it’s not for doing anything particularly strange or anything that might be embarrassing for others to see.

“Hey, aren’t you going home?”

I said to Yeeun, who had been lazing around in my room all day.

The sun was setting.

What was there to see in this tiny studio apartment that she was just lying on the bed fiddling with her phone, not even thinking about going home?

At this rate, she was going to stay overnight.

“Yeah. I’m going to sleep here.”

Wow, she’s serious.

“Hey, don’t you think it’s cramped for the two of us to sleep together in this tiny one-room apartment?”

“It’s okay.”

She really seems to be planning to stay here.

Feeling a sense of crisis, I immediately yelled at her.

“Go!! Men and women are different, how can you say that brother and sister sleep in the same bed!”

“Then I’ll just sleep in the bed.”

“What about clothes to change into?”

“There are a lot in the closet, aren’t there?”

She’s a complete freeloader………

Actually, Han Yeeun had her own valid reasons.

She originally planned to just see my face after a long time, but she was worried after seeing her brother’s changed appearance.

But it’s true that it’s cramped for the two of us to sleep together.

I was fine, so I tried to send her back, but she probably didn’t find me very reliable.

“Or do you want to come to my place?”

She even said that.

“Your place? The dorm?”

As far as I knew, my younger sister was living in the university dormitory.

So, the “my place” she’s talking about must mean the dorm.

Is it possible to enter a dormitory even if you are not a student?

I can feel the ambition of the prestigious university that it will accept anything.

Come to think of it, the dorm was more expensive than most monthly rents.

When I first heard the price, I exclaimed that this crazy school was very greedy.

The facilities are probably good, but still, it feels a bit off.

“Not the dorm. I recently got a jeonse. It’s quite spacious, so the two of us can live comfortably.”

Jeonse? Got one? What kind of nonsense are you talking about, Yeeun?”

Jeonse. I blink my eyes blankly at that word, which is completely unrelated to our siblings.

It’s like meeting a classmate who I haven’t seen for a while, who has succeeded and is wearing all kinds of luxury goods such as watches and cars.

And as is often the case with such friends, I tried to come up with all sorts of imaginings to find fault with them.

“That guy, did he earn that money by fraud?”

“The source of the money seems quite shady.”

“He must be doing something that deviates from social norms.”

I narrowed my eyes, wondering if my younger sister was involved in anything illegal.

“I’ve been broadcasting these days.”

“Broadcasting?”

There are so many surprising things happening today.

She was definitely a freshman who had just entered university before I went to the army, but when did she even debut?

I worked so hard to send her to university, and now she’s going to be an idol..?

“So, what’s the group’s name?”

Still, as an older brother, it’s right to support even such a path for my younger sister.

With Yeeun’s face, the center… even if I look at it objectively, it’s a bit tough, and she might be able to occupy the seat next to the next one. If I were to give it a name, it’s a place that can be called the end, where she shows off her presence that may or may not exist, with a small fan base. Most of the song parts she’s in are only chorus, so there were rumors of bullying within the group, but she’s in a position where she doesn’t receive much attention from the public.

As I nodded my head as if I knew, she denied it.

“Not that, it’s internet broadcasting called YouTube.”

“Ah, internet broadcasting.”

I’ve seen internet broadcasts a few times myself.

“Does that make that much money? Enough to buy a house?”

Even a small one-person house usually costs thousands to get a jeonse.

With internet broadcasting. And even in less than two years, it’s still suspicious.

“How many subscribers do you have?”

I found out for the first time today that my sister does broadcasting.

I heard that the number of subscribers on YouTube is like a kind of combat power.

I’m very curious to know how much combat power she has to be able to achieve her dream of buying a house.

“Ho, your combat power is 50,000?”

As I raised my scouter and asked, Yeeun held up three fingers.

“300,000.”

“Didn’t I tell you that if you lie, your hand will be cut off?”

“I’m serious.”

300,000.

Even if it’s just a bluff, it’s a truly amazing number that you’d be told you’ve lost your conscience.

Even I, who am ignorant of internet broadcasting, knew how great the number 300,000 was.

“300,000, you say? You?”

“What does that expression on your face mean?”

“Do you know how many newborns there were in Korea last year? 300,000. 300,000. You’re saying your channel has been subscribed to by all the newborns in the country. Are you claiming to be the ‘Bbopotorong’ (a popular children’s character) of newborns or something?”

“I don’t know about ‘Bbopotorong.’ I’m super hot these days. I even got a chicken commercial recently.”

“What chicken?”

“Remember the BBC chicken we ate earlier today? I ordered it with a sponsored coupon.”

“…….”

That little rascal. Attacking me with chicken so unfairly.

If I deny my sister’s claim here, free chicken will disappear from now on.

“My sister is amazing.”

I’ve been a person who knows how to compromise with reality for a long time.

On the surface, I congratulated my sister’s success, but since I still couldn’t believe it, I subtly asked about the name of her broadcast channel.

“Ms. Ye’s Beauty Life?”

The name is so cheesy.

The naming sense was so terrible that I couldn’t help but think that.

She even named me whatever she wanted. Now that I see it, I’m not the only victim.

A true apostate destroys even themselves.

I sincerely hoped that she would at least go to a naming center to get names for her children.

“But why Ms. Ye? Your last name is Han.”

“It just sounds good?”

It was a really trivial reason.

I turned on my phone and went to YouTube.

When I typed “Ms. Ye” in the search bar, the related search term “Beauty Life” immediately followed.

When I clicked on it, a profile picture with a cute female character was displayed on the screen.

[Ms. Ye’s Beauty Life] [307]

The number of subscribers was a whopping 307,000.

“What is the world coming to?”

They say the army ruins people, and that’s not wrong at all.

I couldn’t keep up with the development of the world at all.

My younger sister is a 300,000-subscriber YouTuber.

As I looked at her with a renewed perspective, her shoulders were raised as high as a mountain.

Her swaggering appearance was incredibly unpleasant to see.

“Is it beauty-related, like doing makeup and stuff?”

“Yeah. For now, beauty YouTube is my main content, but I’m trying various things these days.”

No wonder her makeup skills were extraordinary.

This was all thanks to the touch of a master who commands an army of 300,000.

“How much do you make? How much do you earn in a month?”

Han Yeeun held up one finger at that question.

“A million won?”

She shook her head.

“Ten, ten million won?”

She nodded.

“Ms. Han Yeeun, by any chance, do you need a meal, laundry, or cleaning assistant?”

I was shocked and bowed down to my sister.

Some might say that I have no pride as an older brother, but originally, the person who earns more than me is my older brother or sister.

It’s a common world of sibling role reversal.

“How is it, is it refreshing?”

I asked, massaging the arm of the sponsor.

“Ahem. Ahem, ahem.”

Our Han Yeeun celebrity, raising her chin, puffed herself up.

If my younger sister’s shoulders were Mount Baekdu earlier, they are now as high as Mount Everest.

At first, it was annoying, but now that I see it again, I wonder if this is indeed the shoulder that bears the weight of the head of the family.

“Wow, should I try YouTube too?”

Such words came out naturally.

It’s definitely an income that I couldn’t even dream of with the part-time jobs I’ve done all my life.

“Oh, really? Then do you want to try it together?”

But Han Yeeun began to show an unexpected reaction.

“Like I would. Of course, it’s just something I said.”

Broadcasting is also a kind of talent area.

Even if you think, “Why does she earn so much money?” when you actually try it yourself, it’s not as easy as you think.

If someone else’s work looks easy, it’s just because that person is good at it.

Suddenly, I remembered the image of a certain streamer who was doing a headspin as a thank you ceremony after receiving a sponsorship.

Even if it’s not to that extent, the appearance of squeezing out forced excitement and exaggerating, the appearance of pretending to be surprised and making a fuss, etc. The broadcasters I’ve seen are generally like that.

Since I was teased as a block of wood among my friends, I didn’t have the confidence to do that much.

Yeeun clicked her tongue as if she was disappointed, but she didn’t try to persuade me further, perhaps because she didn’t intend to force me.

Late at night.

I packed only a few clothes to change into and left the house with my younger sister.

As Yeeun fiddled with her cell phone for a while, a call taxi came to pick us up.

The exterior was black and quite large, and when I looked closely, it was a luxury sedan.

She called a deluxe taxi without changing her expression.

It’s something that I would have nagged about her showing off in the past, but now that I know her income, it looks new again.

“Wow, this is what flexing looks like for someone who earns money……!”

“Wow, this is crazy. It’s my first time riding a deluxe taxi. Wow, what kind of seat is this? My butt is sinking right in?”

“Ah, keep your mouth shut, it’s embarrassing.”

“This is why you should have a good younger sibling. Thanks to you, my butt is having a luxurious time.”

“Puh-huh, are you crazy?”

The pleased expression of the driver was reflected in the rearview mirror.

A guy’s special trait. If you praise his car, his cheekbones rise to the sky.

But it was a car worthy of praise.

“Heh heh, you sisters seem to have a good relationship. My daughters are so eager to fight each other that they can’t wait to tear each other apart.”

“Ah yes, of course. I raised her since she was wearing a poop diaper haha.”

You can’t help but brag about your child.

Just when a sacred conversation between fathers with daughters was about to begin.

Suddenly, a sharp pain was felt in my side.

When I turned my head, the younger sister from before was gone and a demon in human form was sitting next to me.

“Zeuung-heu geu-zeu.”

The monster’s language can be translated like this.

Be quiet.

Because the monster next to me had both eyes wide open, the conversation was inevitably cut off here.

The driver seemed disappointed and just chuckled and swallowed his laughter as he looked at us.

“Then, please go in carefully.”

“Thank you!”

“Your cornering was amazing.”

When we thanked the driver who insisted on taking us to the front of the house because it was dangerous for two young women to walk around at night late, a cheerful laugh was heard beyond the car.

“Wow, the building is crazy.”

I blankly stare at the sleek appearance of the officetel.

The place where Yeeun lived was room 302. When I unlocked the door lock and went inside, the neat interior of the room unfolded.

“There’s an empty room, so you can use it.”

There are three more rooms besides the living room, kitchen, and bathroom.

I, who got one of them to use, still couldn’t believe it and looked around here and there.

“Han Yeeun, is she a god?”

It’s a new building, so the wallpaper is clean and the interior is neat.

Achieving the dream of owning my own house at the age of just 22.

Yeeun feels unexpectedly quite amazing.

This is why people have to go to college.

I now realize why parents desperately try to send their children to college.

She was truly a different species from me, who still wanders around doing part-time jobs at this age.

“…But what is this? This uneasy feeling?”

“Could it be that I’m jealous of my successful younger sister?”

“Even though it’s human nature to feel envious when cousins buy land, I’m not that bad.”

“My sister’s success is something I should be happy about as her older brother.”

“To be precise, it’s what came after that.”

“I felt an unknown sense of discomfort in the self-deprecating part.”

“…Unlike me, who goes from one part-time job to another?”

“Part-time job, part-time job… Wait a minute. Part-time job?”

“Oh my god, a part-time job?!”

“One fact I finally realized,”

“Right after I was discharged from the army, I immediately looked for a part-time job.”

“A PC bang part-time job.”

“It’s been a little less than a month since I started working.”

“I had completely forgotten about it.”

“Damn it. What should I do? Do I have to go with this body?”

“I hurriedly picked up my phone and looked for the PC bang owner’s contact information.”

“And then immediately pressed the call button.”

“Ah, my voice.”

“I almost pressed it but stopped.”

“Come to think of it, my voice has changed too.”

“I immediately changed my plan and decided to send a message.”

“[Me: Boss. This is Han Jeong-ho, who works the weekday morning shift. It’s not that but…]”

“A long message about how I’m not feeling well and will send a substitute.”

“It was late, but fortunately, I got a reply quickly.”

“[Boss: Okay then.]”

“[Boss: But what’s the name of the substitute?]”

“I hesitated for a moment at that, and then finished writing the message.”

“[Me: Han Hyo-jeong. She’s a very capable person and incredibly good at her work.]”

“[Boss: Okay. I’ll keep that in mind, so get plenty of rest.]”

“[Me: Yes. Thank you. Have a good night.]”

“Look. The small amount of consideration that blooms between this gruff tone.”

“He allowed even the sudden declaration of a substitute without saying a word. He was truly a model of a real man in this era.”

“I really can’t help but admire him.”

“Although the boss couldn’t see it, I bowed deeply toward my phone with a heart full of gratitude.”

“It wasn’t enough with just one bow, so I bowed once more.”

“You’re making a fuss.”

“A minor incident occurred where my younger sister, who had just finished taking a bath, caught me in the act…”

“But as she said, it was a minor happening.”


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