I Became the Eldest Daughter of 10 Siblings

I felt an unpleasant dampness around my chest. When I pressed it with the back of my hand, it was cold enough to give me goosebumps.
I checked my appearance on the screen.
The wet sleeveless top clung tightly to my chest, blatantly revealing the white flesh underneath.
The chat window was going crazy, opening wide like castanets.

-Don’t wipe
-Oh lololololol
-Lolololololololol
-Seongsu holy water lol
-Bom is asking for milk
-Female power is S-tier
-Bra pads please
-Can’t see well because the phone is crap
-Raising it in the morning is a bit…
-Why did you cover it, just walk around with your milk jugs out
-It was Bom…
-Goroshi failed by a hair’s breadth lol
-Pyaaaaaaaa
-Best play: Han Bom
-Bom!Bom!Bom!Bom!Bom!Bom!Bom!Bom!
-Let’s give Bom some meat with lots of sauce
-Expecting a full D (strict, solemn)
-Let’s curse the PD to lick it while watching

“F*ck…”
Wearing nubra pads just in case was a godsend. If it weren’t for that, really. I’ll leave what would have happened after to your imagination.
My gif would probably be circulating forever on some shady anonymous erotic site. Not to mention the Twimer admins would cut off my livelihood with an iron hammer like chopping a chicken’s neck.
Really,
If you become a woman, moreover if your job is a streamer…
It’s not just being careful with fire or dogs, but being constantly careful about exposure.

“…Haa. Everyone, I’ll count to three, so forget it. One- Two- Three-!”
I tried hard to erase people’s memories like the protagonist of Men in Black, using chopsticks as a neuralyzer.

“PD-nim, you’ll forget, right?”
“…Hm? Yeah.”
“Camera director too?”
“I didn’t even see anything.”
“Viewers too?”

-Don’t know?
-(I’ve forgotten)
-Yeah, get lost lol
-Clip production -complete-
-I’ll take it to my grave, ugh
-Your Honor, I know nothing

They didn’t seem to have any intention of forgetting.

-How can we forget that, you crazy bitch lololol

“How can you forget that, you crazy bitch? If you keep acting up, I’ll control the outfit with a hoodie.”

‘ㅇㅇ’ donated 1,000 won!
-Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry

“Don’t act up.”
For now, I wiped the wet parts with kitchen paper.
Then,

-Owya lolololololol
-Suspiciously good at knowing erotic points, HaYoo
-Sensuality pyapyapya
-Don’t throw that away, sell it at auction
-F*ck,,, temptress,,,
-I really want to give sexual compliments
-Ah Korean men, take it easy
-I’ve already opened Notepad and written 5500 characters lol
-Unnie ㅠㅠㅠ Korean men are being crazy, please change your clothes
-Submissive by day, dominant by night HaYoo lol
-If you women are going to nag, just leave

It flared up as if someone had thrown an oil can into a burning house.
Once I started to panic, my mind went blank like a sheet of paper, and strange behaviors popped out.
I think I need to forget this.
They say a drink called ‘Chwisaengmongsa’ helps you forget memories, and I feel like taking a shot if I could.
…Ah, whatever.
For now, making meals for the kids is the most urgent matter.

“Ah, forget it. Let me show you the cooking skills of HaYoo, the cooking squad leader.”

-Female power test ON
-A non-military person is about to die zzz
-Logistics NCO HaYoo Sergeant ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

I skillfully set up the camera and started making curry for 12 people.
I prepared curry powder and diced carrots, onions, and potatoes into bite-sized pieces. I also prepared the pork shoulder that I bought with great effort.

“Pour an appropriate amount of cooking oil, add 2 spoons of minced garlic and stir-fry. Then add the pork shoulder.”
“Add the cubed vegetables, and now this is important. Add exactly 2 liters of water, no more, no less. Just enough to cover. Then change to high heat. When it boils, add the curry powder.”

‘ㅇㅇ’ donated 1,000 won!
-Teacher, won’t it stick to the bottom if we change to high heat?

“The curry powder sold these days is good, so don’t worry about it sticking. Now slowly reduce to low heat. Here’s HaYoo’s ga-golden tip. One spoon of sugar.”

-Perfect female power .
-Home cooking teacher Ha
-A mother of multiples is Superman~
-Yujin gay, come marry oppa;;
-Yatang spoonful
-Mio: Noona, I want to taste it too ㅠㅠ
-Looks like you could get married right away lol
-You’d be loved by your mother-in-law
-First meeting with in-laws free pass lol
-Manager, what do you want to eat? Curry? Or HN?
-Your eyes, noona (fidget fidget)
-If she were a man, she’d be an ace in the cooking unit lol

“Ta-da. HaYoo-style curry is served!”
A delicious-looking curry was completed. Of course, it’s a large portion for 12 people.
I asked Bom to call the other kids.
Then the siblings came crawling out.
Han Sejin came down yawning with a drowsy expression.

“Sejin. Where’s Sieun?”
Han Sejin’s expression turned indifferent when Han Sieun was mentioned.
“I don’t know? She was playing games again from the morning.”

Oh, look at this. At this rate, she’s really become a game addict.
In the end, I left the ladle with Han Sejin and went up to the second floor.
When I entered the room, Han Sieun was playing a game with headphones on.

…It’s strange.
No matter how I look at it, someone like Han Sieun seems more likely to live with classic literature than games. Like Goethe’s Faust or Tolstoy’s War and Peace, things like that.
In fact, her grades are the best among our siblings.

I quietly approached and peeked at the monitor.
“What, it’s Galaxy War?”
She’s so focused on the game that she can’t even hear my voice. The mouse and keyboard sounds are not ordinary.
Should I check her skills?

As I was watching the game with a light heart,
“Huh?”
…She’s good?
Not just quite, but very.
Han Sieun’s race is Insect.
The opponent’s race is Alien.
The opponent was using the Dark Pirate build I created.
Seeing that, I crossed my arms and sneered.

Now, Sieun. What will you do here?
How will you break down the build your sister brought from the future?

As I was watching with enjoyment like watching a circus.
My face froze like ice.
“…No way.”
I doubted my eyes.
Han Sieun’s strategy after confirming the opponent’s strategy was,
‘5 Hatchery Hydralisk Den’.

Scouting with a few Scourges while keeping the pirate ship in check,
Delaying the Dark Knight’s advance as much as possible while increasing to five hatcheries,
And winning with a waterfall-like mass of Hydralisks.
It was a perfect counter to my build.

Even in the pro scene, they would still be researching this, how does Han Sieun know this?
Originally, it should have taken 6 months to break down my build…

Killerqueen has left the game.

The opponent finally threw in the towel.
Han Sieun took off her headset with a satisfied face.

“Sieun, you’re good.”
“Ah, unnie!”
Han Sieun, discovering me, gently closed her eyes. Then she burst into laughter, cutely like a child.
I asked.
“…Why are you so good?”
“Because I take after you, unnie.”
“When did you start?”
“Since I went to give you fruit and saw you playing from behind.”

That means it hasn’t even been a month.
Is this possible?
Looking at the content of the game just now, it’s unmistakably S-rank ladder gameplay.
Crazy, there are geniuses like this.
It was so absurd that I couldn’t help but laugh.

…No. No.
If we’re talking about absurdity, me becoming a woman is even more absurd.

“Want to go pro?”
“Yeah. If you do it, I want to try too.”
“Are you going to enter this Courage Match?”
“No. I don’t want to fight against you, unnie.”

Honestly, I felt a little relieved.
I asked the most important question.
“You went for 5 Hatchery. What were you thinking?”

Han Sieun’s eyes gently closed and the corners of her mouth rose seductively.
“The Dark Knight is useless without the pirate ship, right? So I delayed it as much as possible with Scourges. At the same time, I’m expanding richly.”

If I were a teacher, I would have written this on Han Sieun’s answer sheet:
‘100 points. Very well done.’
An answer close to perfection to the point of being scary.
I finally felt a strong conviction.
She really… really is a genius.

Han Sieun put her hand on my waist and hugged me.
“Unnie, did I do well?”
“Yes.”
“How much?”
“Better than me.”
“Aw, that’s a lie!”

It’s true.
She gently buried her face in my chest, then looked up at me again.
“Unnie, if I did well, pat my head.”

I patted her head and said.
“…Let’s go eat. Come down.”
“Okay. Ah, right. The person I just played with said they’re entering this Courage Match too.”
“…Really?”

Until now, I’ve only been looking up, but I guess I need to think about those coming up from below too.
I felt a sense of crisis, that it’s no longer time to dawdle and be relaxed.

Han Sieun and I went down to the first floor. But wow, what a sight.
Han Sejin was dancing, swaying her body gently.

“…Han Sejin, what are you doing?”
“Ah, unnie. The viewers said they wanted to see me dance.”
“Hey. You shouldn’t carelessly listen to such viewers. How are you going to live in this world if you’re so easily swayed?”
“…They donated 200,000 won.”

I became as quiet as a gentle lamb.
200,000 won is a king-jeong.
Han Sejin grinned and pulled my hand.
“Unnie, dance with me.”
“No. I don’t dance.”
That’s my last bit of pride.

But Han Sejin made an expression of not understanding.
“Huh? You don’t dance?”
“…Why, what!”
Han Sejin tilted her head.
“Unnie, you were in the K-pop dance club in high school. Why are you suddenly like this?”
“Huh?”
“It’s not ‘huh’! You joined the K-pop dance club saying you were tired of the band club, you know?”

…Was that so. I don’t know. Because I don’t have those memories.
Han Sejin asked mischievously with her eyes slightly crossed.
“Pretending not to remember, acting coy?”
“…It’s not like that.”

Suddenly, Han Sejin started rummaging through her phone as if looking for something.
“If you don’t remember, I should help you recall. Even if you changed your phone, it’s all in the cloud. Ah, found it. Here it is!”
“…W-what, what are you trying to do?”
I stammered at her suspicious behavior.

“Everyone! Look at this!”
Han Sejin held up her phone and showed a video to the viewers.
My past self, still looking young with baby fat, went up on stage. It seems to be a school festival stage.
I went to the center, cutting through pretty girls properly dressed in costumes.
Who? Me.

And a K-pop idol song started playing.
I started dancing to that melody. Shrugging my shoulders, stomping the ground. Sometimes powerfully, sometimes coyly. Expression and movement. Bringing out every little detail.

-22 season Han Yujin wow wow wow wow
-Idol center HaYoo wow wow wow
-Wow she’s so pretty
-Unnie you’re really too pretty genius idol Haemeko are you crazy
-This is the future of K-pop
-She dances really well
-What can’t this girl do? lolololol
-The fancam is awesome lololololol

I hurriedly swatted the phone away.
“Control enforced.”

-Ah
-What are you doing
-Fck
-What the fck are you doing
-Ex
-plo
-sion
-F*ck
-Ruined

“No. I don’t like it. I won’t change it. Go back.”

And then a fanfare sound rang.

‘AsiaPresidentRilme’ donated 100,000 won!
-Younger sister, give us more! More! More! I was watching so well, why did you cut it off?

Why is this auntie watching my broadcast from the morning again?
“No, Rilme-nim. What are you, an Asian platform person, doing on Twimer?”

Then Han Sejin said.
“…The 200,000 won earlier was also from this person.”
“Huh?”

-Rilme that bitch is also ‘getting into’ HaYoo lol
-There’s no exit lol
-This is so funny lololololol
-Transfer to Twimer at this rate gogo
-Lolololololololololol