I Became the Eldest Daughter of 10 Siblings

The guild members were excited and jumping around.
<[R]CheonMa> Well done, my disciple.
<[R]Mio> What’s that build? It’s crazy lol
<[R]HwaChang★> Skewer them sss

Only after winning 3 consecutive games did I finally become convinced that my build was overpowered.
Why is it overpowered?
Well, that’s…

“…Hey! What are you doing, sis! Can’t you hear?!”

A faint voice from outside the door was heard through the headset. To me, it was an unpleasant sound like mosquito buzzing.
I eventually apologized through chat.

<[R]Zenith: Can we start in 10 minutes?>

…Anonymous?
If they’re fielding an anonymous player in a guild battle, there’s only one reason.
It’s the participation of a pro gamer belonging to that guild.
I heard Superstar is such a huge guild that they have many pro gamers…
Who could it be?

But now wasn’t the time to worry about this.

“Sis, come out for a bit! They’re fighting again!”

Number 3, Han Sejin, shouted while banging on my door.

“…Ah, really! I got it.”

This damn household never has a moment of peace. How can they not leave me alone even on a Saturday?

As soon as I went outside, loud crying sounds pierced my ears.
The source of the sound was the living room.
The four youngest quadruplets were wrestling over blocks.

In order, Han Bom, Han Yeoreum, Han Gaeul, Han Gyeoul.
Our family’s troublemakers, the 2 boys and 2 girls who are the youngest.

“Why are you fighting again?”

“Sis! Han Gaeul took my block! I can’t live because of Han Gaeul!”

Bom was crying miserably while holding a block. On the other hand, Gaeul was completely absorbed in stacking blocks, not even glancing at the crying sound.

Gaeul was particularly attached to blocks. And when upset or angry, she often turned violent.

“Han Gaeul! Why did you take Bom’s block?”

“It’s mine.”

“Where is there ‘mine’ and ‘yours’ here?”

“I don’t know.”

…These kids, really.

“Han Gaeul, Han Bom. Do you really want to get scolded?!”

Finally, when I raised my voice, they tucked their tails like scared puppies.

“Both of you, kneel down and raise your hands!”

Just when I thought it was finally getting quiet,

“Sis.”

This time, Han Yeoreum grabbed my sleeve and acted cute.

“Yeoreum, what is it?”

“Tie my hair.”

Yeoreum smiled brightly while twirling her hair with her finger.

I brought a hair tie and tied Yeoreum’s hair into two pigtails.

“Done.”

“Thank youuu.”

“Okay, is that all now?”

“Sis!”

Lastly, Han Gyeoul approached. With his hands outstretched like a zombie.

“What is it, Gyeoul?”

“Cut my nails. They’re too long.”

“…”

I held Gyeoul’s tiny hand and cut his nails.
Gyeoul pointed to his thumb.

“Wow. This looks like dad’s finger.”

“Like dad’s finger?”

This time he pointed to his pinky.

“And this is my finger!”

Curious, I asked.

“Is that so? Then where am I?”

“Sis is this!”

He raised his nicely cut middle finger.
While grinning from ear to ear.

Seeing this, Han Sejin let out a chuckle.

Surely this little rascal didn’t raise it intentionally?
It can’t be. Our Gyeoul wouldn’t do that.

“Alright, is that all now? Han Bom, Han Gaeul, put your hands down. If you fight again, I’ll really scold you then. Understand?”

Han Bom and Han Gaeul nodded while sniffling.

I sucked in a breath through my teeth.

“Louder.”

“…Yes.”

“…Okay.”

Finally, peace and quiet returned to the house.
I squinted at Han Sejin.

“Sejin, you should be doing these things.”

“I did, I tried. But it doesn’t work as well as when you do it.”

“Where’s Si-eun?”

Usually, either I or Han Si-eun would handle situations like this.

“Grocery shopping. The trouble started just then.”

“You too. How are you going to be an idol if you can’t even handle your siblings? Hm?”

“Sorry. Anyway, sis, you’re really Wonder Woman. You’re more like a mom than a sister.”

Mom? What’s with ‘mom’?

“Mom and sis combined. As expected, the second daughter Han Sejin can never catch up to the eldest daughter Han Yujin, even if I die and come back to life.”

Han Sejin waved her hands dismissively.

When you raise four 7-year-old kids, you develop all sorts of abilities.
Tying hair, mediating fights, cutting nails, making them clean, feeding them.
Maybe my multitasking ability comes from this.

“Geez. What would you all do without me?”

“Come on, where would you go, sis? You should always stick close to us. Like a fairy.”

Han Sejin stuck out her tongue and cozied up affectionately.

…I’m really struggling too.

Sometimes I envied computers. Computers have a power button that turns them off when pressed, but Han Yujin’s life had no such button.
When will I ever get a breather?
Should I really start streaming?

“Anyway, don’t bother me now.”

“Ah, okay! I’ll take care of everything from now on!”

Han Sejin rolled up her sleeves proudly.

Tsk, if only I could believe that.

I went back to my room, stretching my body.
And placed my hands on the keyboard.

<[R]Zenith: Let’s start>

At the dorm of SUC, where Jung Suhyuk belongs.
The players were gathered behind Jung Suhyuk, who was preparing for the match.

“But Suhyuk hyung, did you always use that equipment?”

A player with a youthful face looked at him curiously.
The keyboard and mouse looked more like office equipment than gaming gear.

Another player who seemed to be a senior answered.

“No. He’s using it on purpose to give himself a handicap.”

“What? Crazy. Don’t tell me he’s using windowed mode too?”

“Yeah. He’s trying to play in the most extreme conditions possible.”

The players grimaced and stuck out their tongues.

<[R]Zenith: Race>
<[R]Zenith: Aren’t you choosing?>

Then Jung Suhyuk answered.

“Don’t tell me that’s a handicap too?”

“Yeah. This guy is really crazy.”

The players let out a dry laugh.

However,
The opponent’s response was even more surprising, causing them to burst into laughter.

<[R]Zenith: Then I’ll go random too>

“What’s that about?”

“In professional terms, we call that this. Super crazy.”

A battle between randoms.
It was a situation where neither knew the other’s race.

As the countdown began,
Jung Suhyuk’s race appeared.

There are three races in .
The human race called Human, the alien race called Alien, and the insect-like race called Insect.

Jung Suhyuk’s race was Insect.
And it was also his main race.

“It’s already over.”

“Yeah, that guy is really unlucky. Of all things, he gets Jung Suhyuk’s main race?”

The opponent came for quick scouting.
The opponent’s race was Alien.

“It’s even a counter matchup.”

The matchup between Insect and Alien usually favored Insect 6:4.

However,
The noisy space suddenly became quiet.
Because the opponent was using a build they had never seen before.

“He’s building a Gateway first instead of a Forge?”

Usually, when Aliens face Insects, they build defensive structures first and play defensively.
But this one was different.
He started aggressively by building a Gateway first, which can produce units.

The opponent’s relentless Zealots, Jung Suhyuk’s Zerglings blocking them.
There was a constant back-and-forth of attacks, defenses, and mind games between them.

Before they knew it, they had each taken half the map and continued to wage fierce battles.

Continuously, until one of them dies.

“It should end now.”

Finally,
Both armies, at maximum population, clashed in the center.
Like the climax scene of a fantasy movie, lightning struck and poison spread. Amidst it all, swords and teeth stabbed and bit each other.

The result was…

“Ah, f*ck!”

How can it be a draw?
In terms of build concept, I should have been years ahead of the opponent…

The reason I’m so sure of this.
When I became a woman, something changed.
I became 20 years old.
Which means, I know the future of the game .
For example, strategies or builds that will become popular in the future.

In the game just now, I used ‘First Gateway’, a build from the future.
Yet the opponent managed to create a draw.

Who the hell is this guy?

The anxiety I had been suppressing by force started to creep up. Even if I tried to reassure myself that it would be fine, the anxiety wouldn’t easily subside.

Joo Sehun, who might be betting 10 million won with me tomorrow, also played Insect.

No way…
No way I’m going to lose tomorrow, right?

“This doesn’t make sense.”

“What doesn’t?”

I flinched in surprise at the sudden voice, my shoulders jumping.
When I turned my head, Han Si-eun was there.

“When did you come in?”

“…A while ago. I was going to give you some fruit.”

There was a strange light in Han Si-eun’s eyes.

“I was watching from behind, and it was so interesting I just stood there blankly.”

“Oh, really?”

“Should I try it once? Is it hard?”

“Yeah. It’s very difficult.”

…You shouldn’t do things like this.

“Don’t the other sisters and brothers play?”

“I guess not. Seems like Han Sejun just watches.”

“Then it’s a hobby only you and I share?”

Han Si-eun’s eyes curved like crescent moons.

“Um… I guess so?”

Han Si-eun made eye contact with me and smiled brightly.

The guild battle where Han Yujin and Jung Suhyuk drew ended up with Ruin guild’s victory.

Han Yujin, who achieved three wins and one draw, was recognized for her contribution and received the full prize money of 100,000 won.

And on Saturday evening.
When Han Yujin went to work,
A post was uploaded on the Galaxy War gallery.
The author was Joo Sehun.

[Title: This is Joo Sehun, Barcode-ssi please read (Verification included)]
[Author: Joo Sehun]