Chapter 2

Olmaster's Game Broadcast Episode 2

"…Let's go inside and talk."

"Sure. I've been watching you stand there at the door for so long, finally letting me in."

Haesung shrugged with a playful response, and Hayun also regained her usual carefree demeanor.

"Of course I have to let you in. If I don't, Mom and Dad will kill me, right?"

"Only one daughter, they wouldn't do that."

"…They spent hundreds of thousands of won every month to find you with ads. Don't you think I'd at least get a few kicks in the back?"

"…Yeah."

Of course, even that carefree attitude couldn't shake off the awkwardness that had built up over ten years.

Hundreds of thousands of won a month.

It's not a lot of money.

'But it's not a small amount either.'

Spending hundreds of thousands of won every month to find a son who might not even be found is like pouring water into a bottomless bucket.

Still, Haesung's parents didn't stop spending hundreds of thousands of won every month to find their missing son.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They're out working. I'm at home because I have a job similar to remote work."

"Remote work?"

"…I'll tell you later."

It was too much to immediately tell her brother, whom she hadn't seen in ten years, that she was a streamer, even if she was the shameless 'Mint'.

Seeing Hayun's slightly blushing face and her waving hands, Haesung didn't press further.

'She'll tell me eventually, or I'll find out.'

He could have asked and gotten an answer, but he didn't feel the need to do so with his only family.

Besides, they would naturally find out as they spent more time together, so he didn't want to pressure Hayun to tell him right away.

Just-

"I'm thirsty. Do you have any cola?"

He smiled and asked Hayun for a drink.

* * *

Thud-

As Haesung looked around the living room and at the family photo on top of the TV, a glass full of cold cola with ice cubes was placed in front of him.

"Here's your special mint ice cola~"

"…You made the cola yourself?"

"I bought it from the store."

"What about the ice?"

"Our water purifier makes ice~"

"…So what makes it 'special' then?"

"A beautiful girl poured the cola and brought it to you, so it's special."

"…Let's not talk."

Seeing his sister wink and blow a kiss, Haesung sighed and clenched his teeth.

It had been hundreds or thousands of years since he last saw his sister.

Feeling the DNA of siblings reawaken, Haesung drank the special (?) cola Hayun brought to calm down.

"…It's good."

"Because your cute sister brought it to you?"

"Don't test my patience, sister."

"Why?"

"None of the people who tested my limits ended up well."

"…What were you doing that made you come back?"

The refined aura of killing intent was enough to make the twenty-year-old Hayun feel uncomfortable, so Haesung quietly chewed on the ice in his glass.

"I was just rolling around in a war zone."

"War? Is there even a war happening on Earth these days?"

"…Well, you don't know everything, do you?"

"…You just don't want to talk about it, right?"

"It's similar to how you don't tell me what you do."

"…Ugh."

Everyone has something they want to hide.

Out of embarrassment.

Out of shame.

Or-

'…To avoid worrying others.'

When he revealed what he was hiding.

To avoid worrying those around him.

Hayun could tell why Haesung was hiding it, even though he didn't say it.

Maybe it was because they were blood relatives, or maybe it was just a woman's intuition, but Hayun didn't ask further.

'She'll tell me eventually.'

Blood is thicker than water.

Just like that saying, Hayun believed that Haesung would eventually tell her.

So, the two of them spent time without asking each other anything, and they welcomed their parents back home when they finished work.

For the first time in nearly ten years, the siblings welcomed their parents home, but they couldn't hide their awkwardness.

"Is it really… Haesung?"

"…Yes, Mom. I mean, Mom. It's me, Haesung."

Seeing his mother's trembling voice and her touching his face, Haesung felt that waiting was worth it.

"…Welcome back. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"No, I'm fine. I'm your son, remember?"

"Yes, my son. You were smart and strong even when you were little. Welcome back. Really, welcome back!"

Feeling the warmth and tenderness of his mother, who was already in tears and hugging him, Haesung felt moisture in his eyes.

No matter how much pain he had endured, he had never shed a tear, but rather had a face twisted with rage.

'But I don't need to do that anymore.'

There was no longer anyone to be angry at or to kill in this world.

A peaceful world.

And with the last missing piece of the peaceful family puzzle back, there was no need to endure pain and sorrow.

"I'm back."

Tears, which hadn't flowed from Haesung's eyes for a very long time, now streamed down his face.

Hayun's father, who had been silently patting Haesung's shoulder, also nodded lightly and shed tears.

"…Damn, why is everyone crying? I'm getting sad too."

Even Hayun, who had been calmly watching the sudden flood of tears, was wiping her reddened eyes and crying.

The flood of tears finally subsided after about thirty minutes.

* * *

"…Mom and Dad, you really don't need to go to the mart. You can just eat what we have at home."

"Then why are you smiling?"

"I… I'm not smiling!"

As soon as the reunion was over, Haesung's parents rushed to the nearby large mart.

They wanted to buy the best beef and various other meats, as well as ingredients for stews and vegetables, to feed their son who had returned after ten years.

It seemed they intended to make every possible dish, and they even ordered a lot of takeout food for Haesung.

Bosam, Jokbal, pizza, chicken, hamburgers-

The amount of food ordered was so much that it was questionable whether they could eat it all, but Haesung didn't stop them.

'After all, I won't get sick even if I eat a lot.'

His near-superhuman body consumed a lot of calories.

Moreover, he wouldn't gain weight no matter how much he overate.

He also didn't want to leave or limit the food, which could be seen as his parents' love.

"…I was going to diet, but the world isn't helping me."

"You can step aside. I'll eat it all."

"What are you saying? How can one person eat all of this!"

"I can. You just watch me eat. You can chew on some chicken breast."

"…Bro, do you know what you're saying?"

"What?"

"Diets always start tomorrow!"

Faced with the mountain of takeout food and the food prepared by their parents, who had returned from the mart, Hayun reached out to the food without hesitation.

Haesung, suppressing his laughter at his sister's ridiculous behavior, waved his hand as if to say "go ahead" and started eating.

The sight of a chicken leg being reduced to just the bone and a few pieces of Bosam being eaten in one bite was nothing out of the ordinary.

Seeing the food disappear quickly, Hayun, who had been munching on chicken, realized that Haesung wasn't lying and opened her mouth wide.

"…What? This is ridiculous! Bro, are you pooping as soon as you eat? Is your esophagus connected straight to your anus… Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Talking like that, you'll never get married."

"…Say it, there's no need to use your fists- I surrender."

Hayun, who was about to add another comment, saw Haesung raise his fist again and quickly gave up.

Seeing Hayun with her hands up and munching on a chicken wing, Haesung put down his fist and focused on his meal.

With Hayun, who ate a lot despite her small frame, and Haesung, who had a superhuman body and an endless appetite, the mountain of food was eventually finished.

Seeing this, Haesung's parents, who thought he had been starving, started crying again, but Haesung managed to calm them down by explaining that he hadn't been.

* * *

"Hey… Why did you fill the entire ice cream container with mint chocolate?"

"Why? Mint chocolate is delicious."

"…You'll never get married."

Haesung, who was about to eat ice cream as a dessert after the meal, felt his appetite disappear when he saw the pint-sized container filled with mint chocolate and decided to have a cola instead.

After drinking a cola with ice cubes, he thought it was a pretty clean finish.

"Bro, aren't you curious about what I do?"

Hayun, sitting on the back of the chair, asked seriously.

Haesung, chewing on ice, replied calmly.

"I am."

"But why don't you ask?"

"Waiting for you to tell me isn't that hard."

"…What if I never tell you?"

"I'll just ask Mom and Dad."

"Cheating! That's cheating!"

"Why?"

"I know they won't know either!"

"That's your problem."

"Ugh…"

Haesung, who was drinking cola and chuckling, saw Hayun decide to tell him about her job.

"I… do streaming!"

"…Streaming? You mean internet broadcasting, right? Seriously?"

Seeing Haesung, who was usually calm, slightly surprised, Hayun gained confidence and her nose was raised high.

"Right! I have over thousands of viewers, and it's a big company!"

"…Is that a lot?"

"Bro, you don't know. It's decent. I earn more than a regular salary. Well, in this world, there are many super big companies with over tens of thousands of viewers."

Haesung, who was slightly puzzled by Hayun's explanation, asked.

"But what do people watch you for?"

"My face! My gaming skills!"

"…I don't think so."

The answer he got was quite poor, so Haesung tilted his head.

Maybe it was the sibling synergy, but Hayun wasn't particularly pretty by Haesung's standards.

Just average?

Moreover, with his superhuman memory, Haesung remembered everything from hundreds or thousands of years ago.

By Earth's standards, it was over ten years ago, and the last advantage was also questionable.

"You're not good at games."

"…Ugh."

Gaming skills.

At this, Hayun, who felt wronged, made a loud noise.

"That's because you're a monster at games! You never let me win, even once!"

"Sorry, I don't like losing on purpose when I can win. And I did let you win once, but you threw a tantrum and cried, saying I was joking, and lay on the ground demanding a rematch."

"…Where does the blood go?"

Of course, the rebellion didn't last long.

Hayun, who shared the same blood, had gaming skills and competitiveness not far behind Haesung.

Well, to be precise, only the competitiveness was on par with Haesung.

Her actual gaming skills were far below Haesung's.

Still, Hayun didn