Part 1 Chapter 11 13

At the same time, while Phoenix was cheering up Seok Harang.

Another pajama party was being held at Cheon Gaeul’s home in Seoul.

“Sniff, sniff.”

Rather than a pajama party, it was more like a drinking session to comfort a heartbroken young lady.

The blonde brat, Eun Yuha, clutching a red wine bottle worth millions of won, kept sniffling, drunk.

“Hey, brat. Stop it. You really look pathetic.”

Cheon Gaeul, her face slightly flushed, nudged Yuha’s waist with her foot, trying to make her stand up. But Yuha only sobbed uncontrollably, tears welling up in her eyes.

“What do I do now…! What if the customer-nim hates me now!”

“If they hated you for something like that, I would have been abandoned ages ago.”

“Sniff, sniff, but I crashed into them too hard…!”

Yuha was lost in her own worries and anxieties, unable to escape. Gaeul, clutching her throbbing head, sat on the sofa near Yuha’s head.

Inside the room, all sorts of alcohol were already spread out.

“So, all this alcohol was left by Gwanggeom-nim….”

“Sniff, it’s all useless now. I was so happy to get an S-rank, no, an SS-rank talent like Gwanggeom-nim, but the customer-nim took them away again. Sniff.”

“Didn’t you take the Azure Syndicate? So it’s not much different, is it?”

“Sniff, take away? I was trying to coexist with the customer-nim all along. But the customer-nim, sniff, just slyly slipped away alone…!”

Yuha kicked the sofa, moving her legs up and down as if swimming on the sofa.

“Isn’t it really too much? Just because a new woman appeared, they immediately neglected me.”

“Do you understand how I felt when you first appeared? It’ll happen often from now on.”

Gaeul scoffed, chugging wine straight from the bottle. Yuha sat up and glared at Gaeul.

“You must be happy, unnie. There aren’t just one or two people who like you.”

“Of course, it’s different from a brat like you whose image is ruined.”

Gaeul chuckled and raised her hand.

“Let’s see…. Lee Seung-hyung still has 100% lingering feelings for me, doesn’t he?”

“That’s overconfidence. Do you really think Lee Seung-hyung is such a misery?”

“What are you talking about? Even if they say that, if I give them an opening, they’ll waver again, won’t they? It’s just that I’m not interested in Lee Seung-hyung, and I’m a Phoenix-lover. Pfft.”

“Damn it. Becoming S-rank has made you so relaxed…!”

Yuha fumed, her face flushed with intoxication. Despite being a doll, her wildly flailing movements clearly showed that her true feelings were crammed into the brat doll.

“Ah, I want to be S-rank too!”

“She’s turned this doll into some kind of emotional trash can. What about your other dolls now? And your main body?”

“Other dolls?”

Yuha spread her fingers and counted them one by one.

“Eun Jaemin is currently approving company documents, the Black Market Chairman is currently making backroom deals with an external company, and Chairman Eunhasu is…. Hiccup.”

Yuha hugged the wine bottle and grinned foolishly.

“My main body is working right now. I have to make up for this mistake if I want to win back the customer-nim’s love.”

“You’re really something, you bitch.”

“Thanks for the compliment! It’s the highest praise for a brat.”

“Alright. What are you planning to do?”

Gaeul’s voice, which had been heated, quieted down. Yuha also calmly laid out her thoughts in a hushed voice.

“First and foremost, I’m going to ensure the opening of Eun Yuha University. So that the semester can start right away in September. All I need to do now is find the faculty.”

“Hey, is there a theater and film department? Make me a professor position there.”

“You can’t, unnie, because you’re terrible at acting, hiccup.”

“……That’s what you call a loose tongue.”

Gaeul put down the bottle and pounced on Yuha.

“Do you want to really get it from me? Huh? Are you constantly disrespecting me for being old?”

“Ah, no! It’s just a fact that your acting skills are lacking for a professor, unnie!”

“Hey! My last career drama was a national drama that exceeded 40% viewership ratings!”

“That was all thanks to Lee Seung-hyung’s influence! I know because I sponsored it! I spent hundreds of millions just to hire part-timers to shield you from all the criticism about your bad acting!”

“Well, that’s certainly appreciated!”

Gaeul fumed, then backed off. Indeed, Yuseong had put a lot of effort into various aspects.

“It was originally a drama produced as propaganda for Lee Seung-hyung. An A-rank ability user actor! And a handsome man with a good face! Ugh, unnie, why did you keep flirting with guys like that and then try to flirt with the customer-nim too?”

“Oh my. Hey, do you know how clingy they were to me? Should I replay what happened to me in Gwanak?”

“I’ve heard it so many times I could memorize it. Hmph, you’re lucky, unnie. You get love from the nation’s top handsome man, and even from China’s de facto highest authority.”

“Hey. Say it right. Does Mao Zeping like me? Do you want to die? Hwanryong is the one who likes me.”

Gaeul flicked her hair with her fingers and tilted her head up.

“My Hwan-attribute talent is pretty amazing, you know. Do you think I became S-rank for no reason?”

“Damn it. Some people can’t even find one right now…. Ah, unnie.”

Yuha knelt on the sofa with a serious expression, adopting a reverent posture.

“Is it true that your breasts get bigger when you become S-rank?”

“Who told you that?”

“The customer-nim.”

“Yeah, that’s right. They got a bit bigger.”

Gaeul straightened her back and flaunted her chest. Perhaps because she was alone with Yuha and had been drinking, Gaeul’s actions were uninhibited.

“This is also quite amazing, just like your acting skills, unnie. Did you forget? Your swimming pool scene broke 60% viewership ratings per minute.”

“And the jealous women’s curses in the community increased tenfold. You have no idea how much trouble I went through to get rid of that, haa.”

Yuha reached out her hand below Gaeul’s chest and earnestly pleaded.

“Unnie, I’m really sorry, but can I just feel them once?”

“You want to touch them? These?”

“I beg you, please let me feel your G-cup, which all women in the world envied, just once.”

“……I’m not a G-cup.”

Gaeul, seemingly embarrassed, covered her mouth with her hand and cleared her throat.

“My breasts got a little bigger when I became S-rank…. And my waist got a bit smaller too.”

“Oh, for f*ck’s sake.”

“Don’t just swear like a brat.”

“……I’m sorry. You’re just too amazing.”

Yuha swallowed hard and buried her face towards Gaeul’s “maternal” chest. Her alcohol-laden breath seeped through Gaeul’s pajamas, warming her chest.

“Haa, unnie, you’re really lucky…. I don’t envy anything else, but I truly envy your figure.”

“Weren’t you jealous too?”

“Unnie. When it’s this overwhelming, it’s not even at the stage of jealousy. Hmm… H? I?”

“……It’s probably better if you don’t know.”

Gaeul felt a slight fear at Yuha’s unfocused gaze. But Yuha didn’t give up on indulging in the mysteries of Gaeul’s body.

“Unnie. Tell me honestly. What’s the size? Your bras aren’t on the list of items supplied in Seoul, are they?”

“……Uh, um.”

Gaeul broke out in a cold sweat. She considered hiding the truth, but she had seen too many cases of people getting into trouble by doing so, so she decided to just tell the truth.

It wasn’t like she was inferior or anything.

“Phoenix measures them and makes them for me.”

“Aaaahk!!”

Yuha screamed into Gaeul’s chest.

“W-what?! Measures them?! How?!”

“……Something about precisely measuring the body with mana.”

“T-then that means the customer-nim knows my three sizes too!”

Yuha’s face turned beet red. But Gaeul couldn’t understand Yuha’s embarrassment.

“Why are you suddenly so surprised? They say before his regression, he had 7 children with you.”

“That’s the future Eun Yuha, and the current Eun Yuha is different!”

“That’s true. Just like I’m Phantom and not Masquerade.”

Gaeul recalled the figure she met in her illusion when she awakened.

“……I’m much younger and my figure is better. Hmm, it’s a victory for Cheon Gaeul of 2020.”

“That’s all thanks to the Spirit’s influence. It’s because of Hwanryong. Damn it, aaah! I want to meet a light-attribute Spirit and keep them by my side toooo!”

Yuha still buried her face in Gaeul’s chest and thrashed wildly.

“Alright, alright. I’ll understand since you’re drunk. If you had done this sober, you’d really be dead.”

Gaeul patted Yuha’s back, calming her down. However, Yuha, who had chugged all dozens of bottles of alcohol that Gwanggeom had left behind-which Yuha had bought to win Gwanggeom over-showed no signs of calming down.

“Hwaaang! I want to fall in love now too! I’m tired of a life that’s just about making money!”

“……That bastard should have heard this. Right?”

“Sniff, h-huh, hwaaahng!!”

Yuha’s sorrow showed no signs of ending. Gaeul picked up a wine bottle from the floor and put it to Yuha’s mouth.

“Here, drink. Drink. Let’s drink and die together. Shall we curse that bastard a whole lot today too?”

“Sniff, h-huh! Unnie, I really…! How scared I was that I would fall out with the customer-nim back then, hwaaahng!!”

Eun Yuha. She was still a sensitive 22-year-old young lady.

* * *

At that time, at the Yuseong family mansion in New Seoul.

“…….”

Eun Yuha (main body), who was busy revising the new student recruitment guidelines for Eun Yuha University in her office, covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

“What’s wrong, ma’am? You don’t look well.”

Baek Sang-woo, who was assisting her, worried about the Chairman’s unusual expression but subtly stepped back.

“……It’s nothing. I’m just a little embarrassed about sending Eun Jaemin to the restroom.”

“Ah. ……You’re truly going through a lot of trouble.”

Baek Sang-woo found Yuha, who had taken on the burden of the massive Yuseong Group at a young age, both admirable and respectable.

“As you instructed, I subtly delivered the recruitment guidelines to Lee Yuna-nim.”

“If they really try to take the exam, subtly share the materials with them. And if the customer-nim tries to use their free pass, tell me immediately.”

“Yes. Then I’ll be going now.”

Baek Sang-woo quickly exited the office. Yuha leaned back in her chair, slightly raising her hands to fiddle with the air.

“……I-cup? Insane….”

Even if they said things like “sacred” in front of her, in unseen places, only a sense of futility and jealousy slowly crept up.

“As if being outdone by the customer-nim wasn’t enough, now Cheon Gaeul too, huh, I’m really, speechless.”

Yuha’s gaze dropped downwards. The difference between herself and Cheon Gaeul was overwhelming just by looking, and there was no need for comparison.

“……Harang also said that hers got a bit bigger after becoming SS-rank.”

A murderous glint flashed in Yuha’s eyes.

“Hehehe…. I’ll find a light-attribute Spirit no matter what, really. What’s the name? Gaetcheongwang Karna…?”

Yuha, pretending to be drunk, fiddled with her enemy-sensing doll and, excluding the brat doll that was assessing bodies, mobilized all her other dolls to access the worldwide network.

“If I find a clue before the customer-nim does…! I can make up for this mistake!”

Unfortunately.

Yuha searched everywhere in the world but couldn’t find any trace of Karna.

“Aaaahk! My chest, my chest hurts as if it’s tearing apart…!”

Eun Yuha.

She had everything in the world, but she lacked two things.

* * *

“Anyway, the ones who don’t have it are always the worst.”

Gaeul stroked Yuha’s doll, which had fallen into a deep sleep, its connection to the main body severed.

“Like this, it really looks like a real doll.”

Gaeul poked Yuha’s brat doll with her finger, checking its state. It was the time when the main body was asleep, and Yuha was deeply asleep with her face buried in Gaeul’s chest.

“You must be insanely jealous, right?”

While Yuha couldn’t hear her, Gaeul tidied Yuha’s hair and sighed.

“I’m dying of jealousy over you too, kid.”

Would Yuha truly know her real feelings? Yuha wasn’t the only one soaked in the alcohol’s intoxication.

“But you can still do things proactively, can’t you…. Standing equally beside them.”

A subordinate who receives unilateral orders.

A partner who, despite potential disagreements, views each other from a relatively equal standing.

“If it were me, I’d want to be the latter.”

She developed a desire not just to be someone who watched from the sidelines, but to look at ‘him’ at the same eye level, just like Eun Yuha.

“……Well, it’s not like I’m going to cause a ruckus like you.”

Gaeul glanced down at the chest where Yuha had buried her face and smirked.

“How big will they get if I become SS-rank…?”

Would they exceed three digits? Gaeul used Yuha as a body pillow and went to sleep, imagining herself looking at Phoenix on the same level someday.