I Became the Eldest Daughter of 10 Siblings - Chapter 111

I arrived at home in one breath.

I arrived, which is good, but...

"It's been a while since I've been here."

"It's my first time."

As a bonus, two people tagged along.

"Why did you follow me?!"

In response to my question, Hyun Junho and Son Yena avoided my gaze and made excuses.

"You know about me. My mom is a fan of Yujin-ssi, so she wanted to bring some side dishes..."

"Just drop them off and go!"

"I was worried about unnie..."

"I don't need that!"

These two are causing a fuss in tandem.

They're already here so I can't return them.

I reluctantly decided to let them come in together.

I grabbed the doorknob and took a deep breath. This door I used to go through every day somehow felt unfamiliar.

I quickly changed my expression and opened the door.

"Big sister is home!"

As soon as the door opened, the four twins came running like little puppies.

"Unnie!"

"Noona!"

"Kyaa! Bom, Yeoreum, Gaeul, Gyeoul!"

Yes, my babies!

I spread my arms wide and tightly hugged the four precious ones.

The warmth and sense of relief from the twins spread deep into my chest.

Damn. I feel like I'm going to cry.

Ah, this feels so good.

I wish this moment could last forever.

This must be paradise and heaven.

Anguish, anger, depression, anxiety, stress.

The negative energy built up in my core melted away refreshingly.

I even had the crazy thought that for these kids, I could dance on a thorny path or jump into hellfire like a moth to a flame.

"Unnie..."

Han Yeoreum, who was clutching my collar with her tiny hands, sniffled.

Tears were already hanging at the corners of her eyes, looking like she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

I put my hand on Han Yeoreum's forehead and asked worriedly:

"Yeoreum, are you sick somewhere?"

"No."

"Then why are you crying?"

"They said unnie abandoned us..."

Which crazy bastard.

"Who said such a thing?!"

Han Yeoreum wiped her tears and pointed her finger at the culprit.

Her snow-white fingertip was pointing at Han Sejun.

"Han Sejun, you..."

"No-noona! That was just a joke!"

"I'll deal with you later."

After ending the tearful reunion, Hyun Junho and Son Yena hesitantly entered.

"Hi, kids!"

"Wow! The kids we've only seen on broadcasts are all like baby angels and so cute!"

Of course! Whose siblings do you think they are!

Both of their mouths are stretched to their ears in smiles.

The four twins looked up at the two with curious eyes.

Hyun Junho bent down first and met eyes with Han Bom, who was closest.

"Hello? You must be Bom!"

Then Hyun Junho asked with his characteristic friendly dimpled smile:

"How old are you?"

"...Five years old."

At that moment, Son Yena, who had been closely observing Han Bom, blurted out:

"Oh? Looking closely, this Bom kid looks exactly like unnie. Especially the eyes, they're like two peas in a pod. She's totally like a mini HaYoo."

...Is that so?

I can't really tell.

"Nice to meet you, Bom."

Hyun Junho held out his hand to Han Bom.

"...Uah."

Han Bom lowered her head and just wiggled her fingers, then quickly hid behind my legs with a red face.

Then she clutched my clothes and peeked out, sneakily observing Hyun Junho.

"Kids are still difficult after all..."

Hyun Junho rubbed the back of his neck and gave an awkward smile.

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

"That's not it, but why is she acting like this today?"

Bom usually has the most outgoing and attention-seeking personality.

She even dominated the stage at the kindergarten talent show by improvising a dance solo.

She also hates spinach with a passion, to the point where it's a struggle every time I try to feed it to her, so she definitely has clear likes and dislikes.

I've never seen her act shy in front of adults before.

"Bom. Why are you being so shy? That's not like you. Go say hello to the oppa."

I gently patted Han Bom's head as I coaxed her.

"Uung..."

The soft feeling against my legs disappeared.

Han Bom awkwardly approached Hyun Junho.

Hyun Junho smiled refreshingly like pine needles and took out two lollipops from his pocket.

"One is strawberry flavor, and one is grape flavor. Which one do you like, Bom?"

"Bom..."

She'll probably take both.

Bom especially loves sweet things.

But...

She completely defied my expectations.

Bom hesitated for a long time in front of the two flavored lollipops, then,

"Bom will take this!"

She hugged.

Not the lollipops, but Hyun Junho.

Seeing that, I exclaimed in shock:

"Wh-what are you doing, Bom!"

"Why? Bom likes this oppa the most."

"No! This person is jiji, jiji!" (Note: "jiji" seems to be a childish way of saying "stranger" or "not family")

"Not jiji! He's fluffy!"

This is really...

"...Pfft!"

Son Yena, who had been holding back laughter until her cheeks puffed out, said slyly:

"Automatic flirting as natural as breathing, plus a greedy nature. She really is a mini HaYoo."

As if she'd found an interesting spectacle, Son Yena bent her knees and provoked Han Bom.

"But Bom."

"Hm?"

"Sorry, but this oppa belongs to Yujin unnie."

Hearing those words, Han Bom made a pouty face and shook her head.

"Then Bom will take him now!"

"...She says she'll take him. Wow, this is crazy."

What nonsense are you talking about!

"Bom. Listen to unnie."

I barely composed myself and tried to persuade Han Bom logically.

"When you turn 20, this oppa will be over 40 years old. Are you okay with that?"

"It's okay!"

"You love chicken, right? Would you be okay only eating ginseng chicken soup instead of your beloved chicken?"

"I like ginseng chicken soup!"

Han Bom, this kid...

I'm seriously worried about her taste in men.

I'm afraid she might become a cougar killer for older men later.

Before I knew it, Han Bom was clinging to Hyun Junho like glue. I tried to forcibly separate them but there was no sign of her letting go.

I forced a smile and said:

"Bom."

"Hm?"

"You must be tiring oppa out. You should get down now."

"Don't wanna."

I wrote the character for "patience" in my mind and spoke again.

"You should get down, okay?"

"..."

Han Bom, who had been silent for a moment, stared at Hyun Junho then started whispering in his ear.

"Bom, am I heavy?"

Hyun Junho, who had been glancing back and forth between me and Han Bom, stammered a reply:

"...Light as a feather, Bom."

Satisfied with the answer she wanted, Han Bom raised the corners of her mouth.

"You heard? Bom is light as a feather!"

Wow, really...

She may be my sister but she's like a baby fox.

No, at this level she's like a budding gumiho that could bewitch even three generations.

Grinding my teeth, I spoke again:

"You need to get down."

"No."

"If you don't, I'm going to count to three."

"Hmph."

"One."

"Hmph."

"...Two."

"Hmph."

"...Two and a half!"

"Bom doesn't know numbers."

"Hey!"

When I shouted angrily, Han Bom started crying loudly in Hyun Junho's arms.

"Yujin-ssi, why are you doing this? I really don't mind."

"No, that's not it..."

Wow, I feel like I'm going crazy from the injustice.

I explained with trembling hands:

"Those are fake tears! I'm telling you, she's just pretending to cry!"

"Come on, how could a child be that cunning already? You're not Yujin-ssi."

Yu...

You're not Yujin-ssi?

What's that supposed to mean!

Hyun Junho smiled kindly and asked:

"Bom, you're not really fake crying, are you?"

"...Fake? Bom doesn't know about that."

"See? Your big sister is scary."

"Unnie is mean!"

No...

How many liters of fake tears have I seen from her while trying to feed her spinach, and you're saying you don't know?!

Not knowing my inner thoughts, Hyun Junho smiled and spoke to Han Bom:

"Bom, shall we go inside?"

"Okay!"

And.

I finally saw it.

Han Bom suddenly stopping her crying and grinning at me, as if she'd been waiting for this moment.

It was a look that said she had won.

Son Yena, who had been exclaiming in admiration, finally even clapped and stuck out her tongue.

"Wow, I feel like Bom will become a hugely successful idol or streamer in 10 years. I think this is the first time I've seen unnie be so overwhelmingly defeated in a battle of wills."

It really was like that.

I felt dizzy, as if I'd been hit by a counter punch.

At the same time, I had this thought:

If I had been born a woman...

Somehow, I feel like I would have been like that.

A baby is crying in the living room.

I was anxious thinking it might be a baby my brother had, but that's not the case.

I know this baby well.

It's my second cousin... that is, my aunt's son, Han Jiwon.

How do I know?

When I was a man, I half-raised him in place of my busy aunt and uncle.

Maybe because of that, I could tell what he wanted just by looking at his eyes.

"He's crying because he's hungry."

At my words, Han Sejun snapped his fingers.

"Right? Aunt left formula and bottles. But I didn't know what to do so I called noona."

You're bragging, you punk!

I hurriedly made the formula first.

Maybe because I had experience making it as a man, my body seemed to remember and I could easily adjust the temperature.

"Jiwon-ah! Let's eat!"

As I skillfully held the baby and tried to feed him the formula,

The baby reached out towards my chest.

Watching this, Son Yena folded her arms and said:

"Jiwon-ah. Noona is still too young to give you milk. It might be possible in about 3 years."

"Will you keep chirping like a sparrow?"

"I'm sorry."

I put the bottle in the baby's mouth.

The baby gazed at me intently with a gentle face.

It's been a while, Jiwon.

Is this your first time meeting the female Han Yujin?

As I was mentally greeting him with a faint smile, exclamations of admiration erupted around me.

"Wow. You're amazing."

"Unnie, is there anything you can't do? You're good at taking care of babies too, you're like a master key. Sometimes I feel like you're better at housework than my mom."

At that moment, Han Yeoreum, who had been cutely watching the baby, stretched out her hand and said:

"Unnie."

"Yeoreum, what is it?"

"I want to feed Jiwon."

...I'm uneasy about this.

"Do you think you can do it?"

"Yes! I think I can do it!"

"His neck is delicate so you need to hold him gently. And don't feed him too quickly."

I handed him over with some doubt, but

She's doing well. Even better than me.

Yeoreum has a completely different personality from Bom and is very feminine, which stood out in moments like this too.

I turned my head to look at Han Bom.

She's still tightly clinging to Hyun Junho like a baby monkey.

For some reason she loves it, with two lollipops in her mouth as she grins happily.

"Bom."

"Hm?"

"Yeoreum is taking care of her little brother like this, what are you doing?"

"Bom is taking care of this oppa too!"

...Let's be patient.

As I was writing one more character for "patience" in my mind.

Han Bom stopped licking her lollipop and suddenly looked up at Hyun Junho and asked:

"But who's prettier?"

At those words, Hyun Junho tilted his head.

"...Huh? What do you mean?"

"No, between big sister and Bom, who's prettier?"

For a moment, the living room fell silent.

Son Yena and Han Sejun, who had been watching, looked on with interest as if they were watching a dating show, just missing some popcorn in their hands.

Hyun Junho cleared his throat and deflected:

"You're both pretty."

"Nooo, I don't like that answer. So so so who's prettier?"

I muttered quietly:

"Choose your answer carefully."

"...Excuse me?"

"No, I'm just saying."

"..."

Hyun Junho's eyes wavered.

Then he stood up and covered my ears with both hands.

"----."

What are you saying?

I could see his mouth moving but with my ears blocked, I couldn't make out exactly what he answered.

When Hyun Junho's hands covering my ears fell away, Han Sejun and Son Yena screamed:

"Wow, crazy! This is insane."

"If this was a variety show with cameras rolling, online communities would have exploded."

...Why?

What did he say?

This just makes me more curious!

At that moment, Han Bom made a gloomy face and went upstairs alone.

"Bo-Bom! Where are you going?"

"Hmph, I'm going to sleep!"

...Why is she suddenly acting like that?

I grabbed Hyun Junho by the collar and said:

"Wh-what did you say?"

"Huh?"

"No, what did you say to make her suddenly get depressed?"

"I didn't say much."

"So what did you say?!"

Hyun Junho scratched his cheek and stammered out an answer:

"Bom is prettier but..."

Prettier but?

"The one I like more is..."

"Okay. Stop there."

I feel like I shouldn't hear any more.

An awkward atmosphere settled in the living room.

At that moment, Han Yeoreum, who had been watching from the side, shouted loud enough for the whole living room to hear:

"He said Bom is prettier but he likes unnie more!!!"