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What is he saying? I just saw him on my way up and looked at him confidently. Like true brothers, whether it’s the big one or the little one, they’re both equally unpleasant when they speak. Nevertheless, I hid my true feelings and smiled awkwardly. After looking at me for a moment, my second brother suddenly smiled and approached.
“Ah, he really is a fucking bastard, right?”
“Always.”
“You’re unusually agreeable today?”
I don’t particularly want to be on my second brother’s good side, but it was better than him taking out his anger and throwing punches.
“I’m in a good mood. Follow me.”
He put his arm around my shoulder and roughly pulled me close. I had no idea where we were going, and I didn’t even want to go with him anywhere. But as if my opinion didn’t matter, he dragged me down the garden stairs that I had just climbed.
“I just got home. I need to go inside…”
“I was finally starting to like you, so don’t act like a dick. You’re not a beast that only listens when beaten, are you?”
Does that mean he’ll hit me if I don’t listen? I shut my mouth and followed my second brother. I didn’t know where we were going, but I just hoped he wouldn’t drag me into any trouble. I’m the kind of person who just wants to live quietly, barely noticed.
My second brother’s car was waiting outside the gate. The man who served as both his driver and attendant looked a bit perplexed when he saw him dragging me along.
“Are you planning to take the youngest Young Master with you?”
“Yeah, he’s actually being agreeable for once. Thought I’d show him a good time.”
“Perhaps you should leave the youngest Young Master behind…”
“Are you disrespecting me too? My mood is already fucking terrible, and now you’re irritating me as well?”
He’s definitely a guy gripped by paranoia. I was amazed at his ability to misinterpret words of concern so drastically. Despite my observation, I grew increasingly worried about where we were going that would make his attendant recommend leaving me behind.
“I apologize. Please get in.”
As if this wasn’t the first time, his attendant opened the rear door and let us both in. We sat side by side with an empty seat between us, and feeling uncomfortable, I gazed out the window. Even if I asked where we were going again, it was clear I wouldn’t get an answer, just more unpleasant words.
“Why is life so fucking miserable? Father only dotes on our older brother, and that bastard really thinks he’s so great. Besides being the firstborn, what makes him better than me? Fuck, this shitty world.”
It’s not the world acting like shit, but rather the second son acting like shit toward the world. If there’s someone who should disappear for world peace, it would probably be the second son.
“Your father seduced an Alpha and changed his fortune, but he probably doesn’t think about anything. You’ll probably do the same as your father. Just spread your legs for an Alpha and live off their money, like a male prostitute.”
Was my Omega father desperately poor, so he married my Alpha father and received some great sum? I wonder what grand gesture could possibly warrant saying he “changed his fortune.”
Moreover, it’s laughable considering he isn’t the one providing the money, and the second son is equally living off our Alpha father’s money.
Hiding my bewilderment, I checked my phone screen as it conveniently rang. It was Lee Gyeongjin. It seemed he had finished parking and entered the house, but couldn’t find me.
“Yes, Driver Lee.”
“Young Master. Where are you? Are you still in the garden?”
“No, I ran into my second brother on the way up. He was going somewhere and is taking me with him. So I’m traveling in his car now.”
“Ah… I was worried since it was time for you to be home but I couldn’t see you.”
You clearly saw me enter the gate, why worry? It’s not like I would get kidnapped in our family garden. But I did understand Lee Gyeongjin’s position.
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll be with my second brother, so you can go home now.”
“Yes. Please don’t forget to contact me if anything happens.”
“Driver Lee, you worry too much. What could happen when I’m with my second brother? I won’t be calling, so don’t wait and go home to get some rest.”
“I understand. But if you happen to separate from the Second Young Master…”
“That won’t happen. Even if Driver Lee falls sound asleep, the world won’t collapse. Don’t worry.”
“I may not need to protect the world, but protecting you is my job.”
What’s with this line? It was even funnier because he said it seriously, not jokingly.
“That was kind of funny. Anyway, nothing will happen, so get some rest. See you tomorrow.”
As I ended the call, my second brother sitting next to me clicked his tongue.
“Sucking up to your underling like that. Like father, like son, wagging your tail even to your driver. This is why they say blood doesn’t lie.”
“I’m not wagging my tail, I’m just telling Driver Lee to go home.”
“When it’s time, they all go home by themselves. People who work for money don’t stay even if you ask them to, so why pretend to care? What? Did you give it up to that guy? Does he fuck you good?”
“That’s sexual harassment. I’m just showing basic human courtesy.”
My second brother burst into laughter at my words.
“Human courtesy? Consideration? Don’t make me laugh. They take the money we give them and do what they’re told. Bite when told to bite, crawl when told to crawl, lie flat on their backs and show their bellies when told to do so – dogs, all of them. You can’t treat dogs like humans. If you do, they’ll really start thinking they’re people.”
Wow, the real dog seems to be right in front of my eyes. Maybe because he’s an animal, he can’t recognize his place and thinks everyone around him is a dog like him.
Is it okay to openly talk like this when his attendant driver is right in front of us? Doesn’t he feel any embarrassment in front of others? I couldn’t understand what was going on in my second brother’s head.
Whether he knew about my astonishment or not, he took out a small, round container from the inside pocket of his suit jacket and opened the lid. What he poured onto the back of his hand was a white powder.
Why is this guy suddenly taking out herbal medicine?
No sooner had this puzzled thought crossed my mind than my second brother put his nose to the powder on the back of his hand and inhaled deeply. The powder was instantly sucked into his nostrils, leaving faint traces around his hand and nose.
“Ah…”
As if it itched, he rubbed his nose a few times, then leaned back comfortably with a satisfied expression.
What did I just witness? It feels like I’ve witnessed something incredibly significant.
As my mouth fell open, my second brother tilted his head to the side, looked at me with raised eyes and asked, “What?”
“Do you want some too?”
“…No.”
I couldn’t even ask what it was. It was clear that if I did, I would hear something I shouldn’t. I quickly glanced at the driver, then discreetly turned my gaze to look out the window. It seemed better in many ways to leave my second brother undisturbed.
The car continued to drive along the dark road. My second brother, now in a good mood, hummed, the sound flowing through the quiet interior of the car. His terrible tone-deafness made my eardrums ache.
“Driver, do we have far to go?”
“We should arrive in about twenty minutes.”
The car had left Seoul and was now entering Gwangju City. I wondered where we were going at this time of night. I was relieved that we wouldn’t be leaving Gyeonggi Province, but my anxiety grew as the car headed toward the mountains where houses became increasingly sparse.
“Where are we going?”
I whispered, pressing close to the headrest of the driver’s seat, cautiously watching my second brother.
“There’s a small villa. It’s a place where the Second Young Master sometimes goes to rest.”
A rich heir, not going abroad or to a luxurious hotel, but to a small villa in Gwangju to rest? And suddenly in the middle of the night? It was a statement I couldn’t understand in many ways.
“Don’t worry. I’m taking you for a good experience, as I said. It’ll be better than when you were glued to your driver. Just prepare yourself so you don’t piss your pants. Want a warm-up hit?”
My second brother cackled, holding out the container to me. I politely declined the herbal medicine, realizing that accompanying my second brother had been the wrong choice. In truth, I hadn’t expected anything good from the moment I joined him.
The car turned onto a dark mountain road, bumping along before stopping in front of a house where light was seeping through. Several cars were already parked there, suggesting other visitors had arrived.
“Who else is coming? Since I came without any notice, I think it would be better if I just left for today.”
“So what? If I say I’m bringing you, what fucking bastard is going to say anything? Tell them to go fuck themselves.”
My second brother, in an increasingly elevated mood, yelled loudly. The car stopped, and the driver opened the door. I didn’t want to get out of the car; it felt like walking into the gates of hell.
Watching my second brother stagger ahead after getting out first, I whispered in a small voice to his attendant:
“I’m sorry about earlier.”
“What are you referring to?”
“What my brother said earlier. He’s… always a bit extreme in his language. It probably wasn’t sincere.”
Like most attendants, the man who had maintained an expressionless face slightly raised the corners of his mouth in a faint smile.
“I know the Second Young Master well. He was probably sincere, but there’s no need for the Youngest Young Master to apologize.”
True, anyone who spends just a week with that bastard would understand his temperament, so a man who has been by his side for quite some time would understand him even better than I do. The second son probably blurts out whatever comes to mind, appropriate or not.
“Please don’t worry about it too much.”
No matter how much he’s paid, having to drive him around, follow him everywhere, and perform emotional labor on top of that must be incredibly stressful. Just by being next to my second brother, the man deserved sympathy.
“Why aren’t you coming… What’s this? Wagging your tail at my driver too? What are you, a driver killer? Why? Is your hole itching because you want to fuck him? Jaekyung, do you want to fuck him once?”
Ah, this trash.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
