The Accursed Family Has Returned

Finally.

The long-awaited moment has arrived.

All preparations are complete, and it’s time for the most significant turning point in my tiresome life.

From the moment I grasp the door handle and open it, to the instant I throw what I hold to them after the main gate opens and deliver my final words, I will be liberated.

From this damn corner of a house, no less.

With a sense of liberation, excitement, and indescribable anticipation, I swing open the door.

The door creaks open. It’s been only a week since I set foot here.

Of course, there’s no special sentiment about it.

My second older sister, arms crossed, greets me first with a stern, almost angry expression.

She’s the one who always picks fights, never pleased with anything. Now, as a respectable college student enjoying her freedom, she’s the one scolding me as soon as I become an adult.

Being the second implies there’s a first. Apart from our parents, she’s the eldest to come at me one after the other in this household.

“Why do you have to be so difficult? Were you that averse to teaching your younger sibling? I’m busy inheriting the family business, and the fact that I have to step in like this is a loss for our entire family, don’t you know?”

The first sister, on the path to inherit our parents’ business, always puts family matters first, thinking I, seemingly relaxed within the household, am causing trouble.

And then, the tutoring story comes from the younger sibling.

“Geez, this is all because of you! The exams are just days away, what are we going to do?!”

The blond troublemaker who used to go around with dyed hair suddenly pops up.

Four years younger than me, she talks informally and nags. Even though I never expected formality, her unique cheekiness often puts me in a tight spot.

Even when I actually tutor her, she complains about why I can’t explain things properly and runs off to tell Mom or the first and second sisters.

Yet, she has no intention of studying properly herself.

‘There should have been one more person.’

If they knew I had returned, another woman would have appeared in a hurry. It seems like she’s not outside right now.

‘It doesn’t matter if she’s not here.’

It doesn’t really matter if one person is missing. They’ll manage to communicate among themselves just fine.

I took out a thick envelope from my pocket and threw it.

“Kim Minhyuk. You’re ignoring our language—”

“Mom?”

“You, this…”

Thud.

Something inside made a heavy, bulky envelope hit the floor with a dull sound.

“Kim Minhyuk. What are you doing? After being gone for a week without a word, the first thing you do when you come home is throw a tantrum?”

The eldest was the first to glare and scold.

“If that had hit me, what would you have done! I’m going to tell Mom everything!”

The third warned that if it had hit her, she would retaliate by throwing something close to herself.

“This brat…! Are you deliberately doing this because Mom told me not to hit you?”

The second, well, seemed like she wanted to raise her hand without saying anything. Just looking at her expression, it’s clear she’s very angry.

Whether to respond or not, I turned away abruptly, answering the three women’s questions roughly.

“I’m done here, so I’m leaving. Deal with the rest yourselves, whether you throw it away or not.”

“What?! Hey! Kim Minhyuk!”

“Big sister, why is he acting like that? Did he eat something bad for real?”

“Huh. First, I need to get rid of this rock. It’s quite heavy. Ugh. I’ll throw it away and be back.”

“Sorry. After hearing why he did this, I’ll give him a good scolding.”

The second went to clean up the trash that had been brought into the house, and the eldest started following me again.

“Kim Minhyuk! Where are you going right now? Come back quickly. Mother will be back soon.”

“Why should I?”

“You caused so much worry, and now you’re going to leave again after throwing garbage around the house without a word? Are you kidding me right now?”

Garbage, huh. Well, I guess it could be seen that way.