I Became the Eldest Daughter of 10 Siblings

I got off at the bus stop and walked home.
As November began, the wind had become quite chilly. I could feel the threshold of winter with my fingertips holding the mobile phone. My fingers were tingling from the sharp, cold wind.
It’s already cold. Both body and mind.
I hope this winter will be a bit warmer.
But unlike the chilly weather, the chat window is hot enough to burn flesh.

-Crazy bitch
-Don’t go pro
-Just stream
-You do have the skills to make it as a pro
-No, just being a streamer is better, f*ck
-Please.. don’t cross that river..

‘ㅇㅇ’ donated 1,000 won!
-If you go pro, your streaming time will decrease, f*ck

“Honestly, I barely streamed as much as a mouse’s poop anyway.”

-You’re one to talk
-If you know, then fix it
-Who are you mocking, you bitch
-I’m
-Ruined
-I’m
-True that lol
-It’ll go from mouse poop to bug poop now

Then I heard a donation sound supporting me.

‘Daddy Bird’ donated 1,000 won!
-I’m in favor, I want to see HaYoo win both major leagues..

Winning both major leagues…
Just imagining it made a smile bloom at the corners of my mouth.
There are two major tournaments.
Galaxy War Star League, commonly known as GSL.
Galaxy War Grand Prix, commonly known as GGP.
People collectively call these tournaments of equal authority and status the ‘two major leagues’.
Both tournaments only allow pros to participate to prevent indiscriminate applications.
So there’s no way for me, an amateur, to participate.
You can only become a pro by winning the semi-pro selection tournament called the ‘Courage Match’, and completing two association-led basic training sessions.
The Courage Match I’ll participate in is at the end of November, and the basic training is once every two months.
In the end, it means it’ll take at least half a year for me to participate in the next tournament.
That’s why I publicly declared that I’d help Kang Yohan and Hyun Junho win. Because I can’t participate in the next season anyway.

“Anyway, that’s how it is. My battery’s running low now, so I’ll end the stream. Bye-bye~”
I waved my hand affectionately.

-No no
-Where are you going
-Do more
-Give us more
-No no no no

“You can see my hands are chapped, right? Look at how cracked they are. How can these be the hands of a 20-year-old? They’re like an old lady’s hands.”

‘Daddy Bird’ donated 50,000 won!
-No, just 5 more minutes!

“Then I’ll go just until that convenience store over there. If there’s a voice donation, I’ll end the stream right away. I’ve warned you clearly.”

Blowing warm breath into my cold hands, I said to Kim Hwachang,
“PD-nim, buy me coffee.”
“Coffee?”
“Buy it for me. You got to eat expensive sashimi thanks to me, didn’t you?”
“Right. My tongue did enjoy a luxury thanks to you.”
Kim Hwachang nodded. Now it seems even holding the camera is tiring, as he’s put it in his chest pocket and has his hands firmly in his pockets.

-Now she’s not even bending, just straight up demanding lol
-Mooching GOA T
-Are you sure you bought it?
-Your tongue enjoyed…? Hmm…
-Hey PD.. what exactly did you lick?
-Both their ways of speaking are really f*cked up lol
-Getting treated to sashimi and then convenience store coffee;;; Korean men in a nutshell
-This is highly susceptible to misunderstanding, explain yourself
-He’s become the PD of a gender-reversed world
-=)

I flung open the convenience store door as if seeking refuge from the late autumn chill.
“Welcome!”
The doorbell sound and the part-timer’s greeting.
I and Kim Hwachang gently placed identical coffees on the counter.
Then.
A voice donation rang out. In a really loud voice.
I really need to change this damn phone.

[‘Sang Old’ donated 1,000 won voice donation]
-Part-timer. Rate the appearance of the woman right in front of you on a scale of 10.

“Ah, you f*ck-”
Just as I was about to turn off the broadcast in anger.
Suddenly, like a spinal reflex, something occurred to me.
On my birthday, when I suddenly became a woman, I hurriedly searched the internet and read one post.
The title was… ‘TS Rules’ or something?
They call it TS when someone’s gender changes like me. They say it’s a kind of template for TS people to go to a convenience store and get their appearance rated by a part-timer.
Really, people have nothing better to do.
Really, people have nothing better to do.
…But,
I’m suddenly very curious.
Anyway, humans have a nature of wanting to hear objective evaluations, and it was natural for me to be curious as I’m human too.

The male part-timer scanned the barcode and said calmly,
“It’s two plus one.”
“…Two plus one?”
“Yes, customer.”
“…”
Like an athlete objecting to an incomprehensible referee’s decision, I argued,
“…No, is that all I’m worth?”
“Pardon?”
Two plus one. A total of 3 points.
My appearance is only worth 3 points?
No. That can’t be.
I’ve never been disliked for my appearance in my life. Neither in my previous life nor in this one. So I thought I’d score at least 6 or 7 at worst.
I didn’t expect cliché lines like ‘Wow, who’s that celebrity-level woman?’, but I didn’t expect to receive such harsh criticism either.
Did my makeup wear off?
Yeah. That must be it.
If not, it just doesn’t make sense.
No, f*ck, it doesn’t make sense.
“If I’m a 3, what the hell is a 10?”
The part-timer opened and closed his mouth, then said with an awkward smile,
“…That’s not it, customer. It’s a two plus one product. You can bring one more.”
“Ah.”
“Puhaha!”
Kim Hwachang laughed so hard he almost choked.

-Lolololololololol
-Lololololololololololol
-The PD’s breaking down lol
-There’s no such thing, you gay lol No matter what!!! Never!!! Lolololol
-The 2+1 woman lolololol
-This bitch is really a clip factory level

My face felt hot as if I was blushing. I pressed the broadcast end button while sighing so deeply it could create a sinkhole in the ground.
“…I’m sorry.”
Then,
The part-timer took out his phone and said,
“Um… Of course you’re a 10 out of 10. And, HaYoo-nim, I was trying to pretend I didn’t know, but if it’s not rude, could I maybe take one picture…?”
10 points.
“I’ll take ten, no, a hundred pictures for you.”
I smiled brightly, having received a fair evaluation.
“Because I’m a 10.”

I arrived home.
What’s really chilling is that my day isn’t over yet. This is why I live on coffee like it’s a chronic disease.
“Don’t tell me you’re going to another part-time job?”
“Yes. At a bar. You’re coming along, right?”
“…”
Kim Hwachang yawned and stretched.
“When we go, let’s take my car instead of the bus. Let’s rest a bit, okay? I feel like I’m going to die from stiffness.”
“Wouldn’t that make it not a real documentary?”
Kim Hwachang rolled his eyes at my question.
“Real documentary my ass. You’ll understand when you get older.”
“You once told me not to call you uncle because you’re young.”
“That’s that, and this is this. Sometimes you need to know how to bend the rules a bit. Anyway, I’m going to lie down for a bit.”
He then lay down spread-eagle near the entrance and started to close his eyes.
I tiptoed around Kim Hwachang’s ‘corpse’ and went to the living room.
“Monster! Die!”
“My sword is the strongest in the world!”
Director Na Seongcheol, spreading his fingers sharply like a dinosaur. When he saw me, he sent a pitiful look as if asking for help.
He had truly become a plaything for the quadruplets. He was playing house with Spring and Summer, while simultaneously playing the role of a monster for Autumn and Winter.
Unable to stand it anymore, I shouted loudly,
“Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter! We’re going to eat sashimi, so go wash your hands!”
The quadruplets answered in unison and ran to the bathroom.
I spoke to Na Seongcheol in a comforting tone,
“Oh my, you must have had a hard time?”
“Haha. Not at all. It was nice to see the kids so energetic and lively. Actually, I’m a father of four too.”
“Oh my, really?”
We chatted about child-rearing issues.
Na Seongcheol suddenly brought up a different topic.
“Ah, and there’s something I wanted to mention about Autumn…”
Just then, Han Sejin’s voice overlapped with Na Seongcheol’s.
“Unnie.”
Han Sejin, with a dark face, gestured for me to come over. I excused myself to Na Seongcheol and approached Han Sejin.
Han Sejin looked around carefully, then whispered quietly,
“Unnie. Sieun’s been acting strange lately.”
Han Sieun is acting strange?
Well, she does have a screw loose sometimes.
Han Sejin rattled off like a religious person speaking in tongues,
“She plays games every night…!”
She can play games if she wants.
“When she loses, she sighs deeply…!”
I’ve broken several keyboards, and she’s just sighing after losing?
…What is she, Mother Teresa?
“Anyway, I can’t sleep because of her!”
That’s when it happened.
I felt someone hugging me tightly from behind. It was Han Sieun.
When I turned my head, Han Sieun looked up at me mischievously.
“Unnie. You’re back?”
“Y-yeah. Sieun.”
“How was your day?”
“Same as always for a cog in the machine worker.”
A moment of silence.
Han Sieun broke that silence with her voice.
“Why don’t you ask about me? Aren’t you curious about me?”
“How was yours then?”
“These days, my heart’s been pounding all day. I watch your broadcasts, watch YouTube, think about Galaxy War builds all day long.”
…Suddenly, a terrifying thought struck me.
That Sieun, who plays the role of the loving mother in our Han family, might abandon all housework and degenerate into an inconsiderate gaming addict.
No, no. What a horrible thought!
Our Sieun would never do that.
I changed the subject, holding up a bag.
“I brought some packed sashimi. Could you prepare it?”
“Okay. Got it.”
Only then did Han Sieun let go of her embrace and start unpacking the bag.
Han Sejun and Han Suho stumbled out of their room and checked the bag.
“Noona. What’s this?”
“Daegumbari and Janbari.”
“Wow, sh*t! Looks like noona’s made it big! I never dreamed we’d eat something like this.”
I smiled lightly.
I went to the living room and spoke to Na Seongcheol.
“Would you like to eat some Daegumbari with us?”
“Oh my, thank you.”
“Ah, right. Where were we earlier? You were talking about Autumn?”
“Ah, yes. About Autumn.”
I tidied up the toys the children had been playing with.
These brats should clean up after they play.
“You’ve had her tested, right?”
“Pardon? What test?”
I half-listened to Na Seongcheol’s words while tidying up the toys. Then I slumped onto the small sofa, completely exhausted.
“The intelligence test.”
“Intelligence test? Why?”
Na Seongcheol smiled, watching Autumn burst out of the bathroom.
“She seems quite bright. Isn’t she a gifted child?”