Chapter 30: The Youngest Daughter of the Jeong Family, Jeong Yua

I went through about 4 more places where the hidden job might be hidden.

But the result was a bust.

I don’t know if it was because I was unlucky, or if Dorong-nim was playing a prank.

But anyway, the first day ended like that.

“I’ll continue tomorrow. Bye-bye~”

Normally, like I just said, I should have turned on the stream the next day and played on the Dorong server.

[Mother]: Son, you know tomorrow is election day, right? Come down to the main house.

If it weren’t for the message that just came from my mom.

Honestly, I have things to hide and things to do, so I didn’t want to go.

However.

[Mother]: You have to come, no matter what.

At my mother’s stern command, I had no choice.

Ah, by the way, there might be people curious about why I have to go down to the main house on election day.

That’s because of my dad.

To be more precise, it’s because of Assemblyman Jung Ji-hoon, who is running for his 5th term this time.

That’s right, that person… is my dad.

Because of that dad, our family gathers at the main house on every election day.

I don’t really understand why watching the vote counting broadcast together at the main house became a family event, when there’s a perfectly good campaign office.

But since there was an order from my mother, who is number 1 in our family hierarchy, I had no choice but to follow.

But, that being said…

What should I say to explain my changed body?

The only people who know about my current body condition are my oldest sister and my younger sister.

It means my parents don’t know my condition.

“Wow, sh*t… what do I do about this.”

A situation with truly no answers.

Do I refuse the summons to hide my body condition?

Then I have to receive my mother’s anger all by myself.

Then do I go straight to the main house?

Then I don’t even know what will happen.

Seriously, what should I do.

I held my head, which was getting dizzy, and lay down on the bed.

Thinking that the me of tomorrow would solve it…

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When I woke up the next day, all my options had disappeared.

[“Come down now.”]

Perhaps my mother, who I was messaging yesterday, smelled a hint of my non-attendance.

Because she sent my oldest sister to my house.

I ended up experiencing being forcibly taken away.

“What did you say for Mom to tell me to go and get you myself?”

“I didn’t say much…”

It’s true.

I didn’t say much, but my mom somehow figured something out like a ghost and attached my oldest sister to me.

It’s starting to get scary now.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I don’t know what to say about my changed body.”

“…”

It seems Ms. Jung Yuna doesn’t have a particularly good solution either.

Though it’s strange for there to be a good solution.

Right now, rather than that, I have to think about how to overcome this situation.

Uh… no, it’s right that there’s just no answer.

Thinking about it again, the only way to overcome this situation is the ‘truth’.

I don’t know what kind of reaction there will be…

But to not create any trouble later, there’s no choice but to hit them with the truth.

Because my mom, who has already figured out the nuance slightly from the message, won’t fall for any tricks.

Even if I’m treated like a crazy person, it’s better than receiving my mother’s ‘punishment for deceit’.

“We’re here.”

What? We’re already here?

I haven’t even thought of my lines yet…?

But my oldest sister, as if she couldn’t read my thoughts, forcibly carried me and moved to the front gate of the main house.

Clunk

Wow, sh*t, what do I do?

We passed the main gate and reached the entrance.

Beep beep beep – beep

And then…

“You’re here?”

As expected, Assemblyman Jung Ji-hoon and Ms. Kang Ji-woo were there to greet us.

“Oh my, Yuna, did you have a hidden daughter?”

Of course, my mother’s comment was also exactly as I had expected.

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“…And so that’s what happened.”

I told my parents the whole story from the first day my body changed.

Actually, I left out the parts that deserved to be scolded for.

But just by telling them everything else, they should be able to understand my situation enough.

“Does that make sense?”

…I guess I was mistaken.

My mother, for some reason, had been grinning since a while ago.

And my father sent a look as if he were looking at a crazy person.

“You don’t believe me… Yua, bring out ‘that’.”

Hmm, that would be better.

I stopped the explanation I had been giving and took out ‘that’, namely my ID card and various supporting documents.

On them, my picture and personal information were stamped, impossible to deny.

“Ha…”

“It’s true, even if you can’t believe it.”

At least my father seemed to be somewhat convinced after seeing those documents.

He held his head, which was in a state of cognitive dissonance, and didn’t move for a long time.

“Right, honestly, I don’t believe it at all, but…”

With my father’s personality, a statement of that level means he’s 100% convinced.

Alright, my father is taken care of.

Now, shall I see my mother’s reaction?

“Huh? What’s wrong, daughter?”

…What is this, really.

Why is she reacting like that?

Shouldn’t she at least say she can’t believe it, or at least be flustered, isn’t that normal?

How can she accept it so quickly?

And she’s not just simply accepting it.

She’s even enjoying it?

It seems that in my mother’s head, the formula ‘Jung Yua = youngest daughter’ has already been established.

Damn it, now there won’t be anyone on earth who acknowledges the ‘male’ Jung Yua.

I feel the masculinity deep in my heart disappearing.

“Mom, stop it.”

Look at this, I’m already being treated like a doll.

I am currently in a state of being forcibly sat on my mother’s lap.

Let me repeat, ‘forcibly’.

It’s not that I’m sitting here because I want to.

And it’s not like I can get up just because I want to.

A state of being a literal attachment doll.

As someone with a baby’s body, I couldn’t do anything but stay still.

“Mom, how long are you going to be like this?”

“Does our daughter dislike her mom…?”

It’s troubling when you use an unwinnable argument like this…

And why are you calling me daughter?!

Didn’t you know me as your son until just a moment ago?

Beep-beep-beep

As I was complaining inwardly like that, I heard the sound of someone pressing the password for the door lock at the entrance.

Since my mom and dad, and my oldest sister and I are all here.

The identity of the person opening that door lock is.

“I’m here.”

Our family’s official crazy b*tch.

“Oh?”

Look at her, her thoughts are already visible.

As expected of the officially certified crazy b*tch, her expression is not sane from the start.

An appearance where 99 out of 100 thoughts are filled with how to tease me.

I’ll have to be careful not to get caught by that malicious person as much as possible today.

“Hehe… our baby ‘sister’ Yua is here too?”

Damn it, I’m late.

That statement means that in that devil’s head, the torment engine is already running.

“Eheheh… come here!”

In probably 3 seconds, I will be endlessly fiddled with by that devil, and then endlessly teased.

“Stop.”

Flinch

“Jung Yujin, who taught you to be so rude?”

M-mother…!

Thanks to our merciful and holy, and sky-like mother, I have been saved!

“Ah…”

Thank you so much, Mom.

I’ll be more filial from now on… and I won’t say anything even if you fiddle with me all day…!

Seeing my younger sister fidgeting and avoiding my gaze.

I felt a sense of relief as if a weight had been lifted.

“Yua, wait a moment. I’m going to go educate your younger sister.”

Alright, Mom, go and smash her to pieces.

My mother and younger sister entered the education(?) room together.

It seems like a faint sound is leaking out.

“…didn’t do…”

“…never again…”

Hehe, she’s getting completely thrashed.

I felt a clearer feeling than ever before.

Clunk

Oh, it seems it’s over.

My younger sister and mother came out of the room at the same time.

“S-sorry…”

What, how well did she educate her for this human to apologize to me?

As expected of our mother… she’s a respectable person.

“Daughter, if you’ve received her apology, come back here.”

Oh my, of course I should go.

If she’s done this much, it’s only right to quietly become a doll.

“That’s right, so pretty, so pretty.”

Being treated like a girl was a bit much.

But if it’s my mom doing it, not someone else, it’s bearable.

Since she was the one who defeated that crazy b*tch.

I left my body to my mother as it was.

I can feel my mother’s warmth all over my body.

“By the way, Dad, but why do you watch the vote counting broadcast at home? Don’t you have to go to the campaign office?”

Right, I’ve been curious about that for a while too.

Why do we gather at home when there’s a perfectly good campaign office.

“Didn’t I tell you? It was your mother who said we should gather to see each other’s faces at least at times like this.”

There was really no special reason.

It was just my father’s compliance, not wanting to be scolded by my mother.

“That being said, isn’t everyone hungry?”

“I’m starving.”

And so we decided to have dinner first.

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Bubble bubble

It’s been a long time, the food my mom makes.

Originally, we were going to order delivery, but we ended up eating home-cooked food because my mom said she would prepare it.

Honestly, home-cooked food is better.

Because it seems like I haven’t eaten home-cooked food for a while, other than the food Garam-unni made for me.

We gathered at the dinner table one by one and prepared for the meal.

“Alright, food’s coming.”

Thud

Wow, it’s a feast.

Bulgogi, kimchi stew, and all sorts of fancy side dishes.

It was a composition where it wouldn’t be strange if the table legs broke.

“Eat well.”

“I will eat well.”

“Haum.”

…It’s just crazy.

I had thought she was a very good cook before.

But now that I’m tasting it with a tongue that’s at least twice as sensitive, I just can’t stop my chopsticks.

“Want more rice?”

“Yes…”

Clatter

The meal ended only after all that food was gone.

At first, I thought there was so much food that there would be leftovers.

But what leftovers, not a single drop of soup was left.

“…It’s all gone.”

Thanks to that, I even saw my mother’s surprised expression, which I only see once every 10 years.

It is a bit strange that so much food can fit into this small body.

Anyway, the meal ended like that.

All that’s left now is.

[Exit poll announcement in 5 minutes!]

Just to see whether our Assemblyman Jung Ji-hoon can become a 5-term assemblyman or not.