“Aah, you brat. What else do you have to do that you’re pestering the apartment residents and causing complaints?”
Once again, the manager of 12z was yelling at Leo for causing trouble.
Even though 12z had become a major figure in the industry, someone even the CEO of their agency wouldn’t dare to scold, the manager who had been there for them since their debut treated them like family—or rather, like a mother.
Thus, there was never any hesitation when it came to speaking his mind.
“Even you would understand if you saw her, right? There’s this feeling like you’ll definitely regret it if you let her go.”
‘That’s what?’
…And just like a mother, completely disregarding his excuses.
Kids never listen properly, do they?
Incidentally, this manager had zero experience with dating, so they couldn’t understand this “feeling” that Leo would regret letting her go.
“And isn’t someone like me the number one groom candidate?”
Though said as a joke, the fact was that if you lined up all the men in Korea, it would be incredibly difficult to find someone better on the romantic market than Leo in terms of looks, fame, muscle tone, and wealth.
There was a recent trend called “Young & Rich,” then there was “Muscle & Tall & Handsome & Famous”—all qualities that Leo possessed. A long career in idol life had sculpted his physique, and his face was a gift from his idol career. With recognition that ranked among the top tier of Koreans, his stats were perfect for being the male lead of a romance webtoon.
People talked about dating a top star…
‘But what kind of human could turn someone like Leo down and make him obsess over them? Now that’s something I’d like to know.’
When he was having a secret relationship with a senior member of a top girl group, it felt like his gut would tear apart.
It was an issue that caused a seismic shift in the entertainment world.
Luckily, they dated quietly for about six months and parted ways amicably. There was no official statement, but looking at the very normal expression on the usually calm Leo’s face, it could be inferred that it had been a mutual separation or that Leo had initiated the breakup.
‘He has absolutely no reason to feel regretful.’
‘Could it really be that he got obsessive enough over someone in the apartment to receive a warning?’
Oh, how curious the other party’s face must be.
“Hey! That’s her, that one.”
At this, the manager looked to see who Leo was referring to.
“Bam!”
The current location was the apartment’s gym. And there, two women of such extraordinary beauty appeared that they could only be called goddesses.
One was quite tall with violet-dyed hair. Her fit, body-hugging workout attire barely contained her explosive figure—how was it humanly possible for a Korean to have such a physique? Her foxy face would likely devour the livers of all who approached.
If that were true, being devoured by such a woman might just bring glory to your family.
The other one, on the contrary, was rather petite.
However, this one had the same soul-stealing allure. While the first woman gave vibes akin to an aggressive fox hungrily devouring its prey, this one seemed to stimulate a desire to protect, as if one should immediately offer their heart on a platter. You’d want to die for this girl.
Her pure, innocent eyes evoked a feeling of bowing down in eternal loyalty, and her fragile, delicate body seemed as though it would break if touched.
Heavy lifting was definitely out of the question here!
What if those thin arms snapped? What then?
What to do! What to do! I want to protect her!
The princess should just stay still!
I’ll handle everything myself!
Don’t lift anything heavy!
My heart beats wildly just from looking at her.
Boom, boom, boom—it felt like the ground was trembling.
“My name is Yook Ah-in, the team leader of the management group 2 at Miracle Entertainment. Would you mind taking some time for a meeting?”
Before they knew it, the manager was already approaching the two and making an almost ceremonial 90-degree bow, respectfully offering business cards with both hands.
It was almost as though he had been hypnotized as he approached.
“When I have the time, I’ll be sure to contact you.”
“Thank you!”
The taller one—though tall wasn’t the only thing distinguishing her—took the business card, and the manager returned to Leo’s side still in a daze.
“You were just rejected, dumbass.”
“Wh-what?!”
“She’ll contact you if she has time.”
“Isn’t that the classic line people use for rejection?”
Thinking about it objectively—that was a typical rejection line.
But being swept away by the atmosphere, the veteran manager who had dealt with top stars multiple times couldn’t regain his composure.
“To reject fame with that face is an unforgivable sin against all of humanity.”
“I agree.”
Unbothered, as if it were a daily routine, the two resumed their workout.
It was, in fact, the taller one forcing the smaller one to exercise.
Seeing that, the manager broke into a warm smile.
“Is the older sister looking after the younger one? We have to record this scene for sure.”
Of course, there was no intention to commit illegal filming.
The best they could do was etch this image into their retinas…
“Hey, you psycho bastard!”
Leo, who was surreptitiously snapping photos with his phone, got hit on the head.
“I was just about to text!”
“That camera was turned on, you idiot!”
The manager was softly muttering so as not to be heard by the girls.
It was his duty to prevent his artists—his own child and yet also his nemesis—from getting involved in crime. And yet Leo, despite being caught red-handed, put up a façade of innocence.
“Accidental mismanagement.”
“You’re hopeless. Let’s go right now.”
“If we leave now, it’ll be terribly inconvenient.”
Because if they left, they wouldn’t get to see the two women anymore.
“Exactly why we need to leave.”
To avoid further mishaps by this nemesis, they had to leave immediately. Pulled away by the manager’s hand, Leo exited.
“See that? Not even the apartment gym is safe. The world outside the house is dangerous.”
Set up by Seol Yun for a weekend workout session, Seol Ah was giving her a lecture on the dangers of the outside world.
“Planning to fuse with the house and become a snail?”
“Okay, no snail references.”
“At least stretch your body properly.”
“Ugh?”
Seol Ah was sitting down, stretching, when Seol Yun pushed down on her back, causing her chest to touch the floor—an incredible flexibility normally only seen in gymnasts. Quite the remarkable feat for a shut-in.
‘Is it bad to think that the old Seol Young was cuter? That would make me a terrible older sister.’
The spirit is indeed affected by the physical form.
The once tiny, delicate, sickly younger sister, Seol Young, no longer exists. There is only this large, robust younger sister, now healthy, who behaves like a strict mother.
‘And it’s fine, right? Wait, why am I tearing up?’
“Sister! Did it hurt? I’m sorry!”
Seol Yun immediately apologized and tightly hugged Seol Ah.
Amidst the overwhelming presence of her two mountain peaks, Seol Ah thought to herself:
‘This might not be so bad.’
Seol Ah, firm believer in the power of big breasts.
It has been famously said, since ancient times, that breasts have therapeutic effects on the mind and spirit, promote blood circulation, slow down aging, and even cure all diseases.
“It’s just some dust in my eyes.”
“I’ll blow it out for you. Hoo! Hoo!”
“I’m fine now.”
The conclusion remains: younger sisters are always cute, regardless.
Though, no one would guess Seol Ah was the older sister upon seeing them.
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Currently the largest issue in the Teamfight Arena community, and even across gaming culture in general, is that Sol was actually a woman.
Even before it was revealed that she was gorgeous enough to make even the blind see again, the revelation shocked all.
Victory, the most popular of all professional gamers globally with an unmatched fanbase, personally designated her as his rival, the only person he acknowledged as a genius.
This alone drew interest that a common person would never experience.
But that she’s a woman—someone who was pretending to be male?
There exist some unshakable truths.
A woman’s soccer can’t beat a man’s soccer, a woman’s running can’t beat a man’s running, women in Go can’t beat men, and women in Teamfight Arena can’t beat the men.
Some argued, “Why shouldn’t women be able to compete in what is only a computer game?”
Though they argued their point, the situation proved otherwise—how there’s no room for women at the very top, the pinnacle.
Then, breaking this rule, an irregularity appeared. Someone whose hand measurements were a monstrous 13 cm max!
Some skeptics insisted on questioning whether it could genuinely be proven that she was a woman and whether her voice hadn’t been faked.
However, the visual impact of the streamers themselves was overwhelming—”Sol Challenge,” a trend that was short-lived but saw female Teamfight Arena streamers verifying the measurements themselves. Most of them measured over 15 cm, with the smallest being 13.7 cm.
So people could only imagine.
How small and delicate the girl behind Sol must be, and how incredible her physical attributes must be.
[Writer: Pre-pre-legend] [Title: Isn’t Venus-Loving Legend Adorable?]
[(Screencap from animation Magical Girls Chronicle showing Venus in the foreground.)
My daydream of becoming like the curvy sister while watching her
Isn’t that just too adorable? :'(((((
(Same animation screencap of Noksu.)
Probably thinks she’s like Noksu herself, huh?
Simply imagining it makes me think it’s cute.]
─[Who knew that with just hands and voice you could boil broth like this huh? This is why Virtubloggers are in such demand.]
└[Legend, please debut as a Virtublogger!!!]
─[Victory’s ideal type is Noksu, doesn’t he? 🙂 ]
└[Now that you mention it…]
└[Is this scripted? Isn’t she actually Victory’s girlfriend?]
└[Where else can you find a girlfriend who plays games better than you, s* buddy?]
─[That doesn’t make sense, seriously the pre-pre-legend character is unreal.]
└[Isn’t the author, Earth, failing to balance the game?]
└[Life itself is an unbalanced s* game. Haha]
└[Fast suicide and re-gacha?]
Beautiful voice, small and beautiful hands, unmatched gaming skills, Victory’s recognized rival.
Her stock kept rising vertically even after she stopped streaming.
Which then brings us to the circumstances when Victory, who recognized Sol as a rival…
“Did you really not know your friend was a girl?”
“Yes, I didn’t.”
Everywhere he went, he got questioned about whether he knew Sol was female or not.
It was frustrating enough to drive him crazy.
What was there to even doubt?
Rather, it was him who was the most shocked.
The one who should be the most baffled here is me.
How is the legend a girl?
‘Is there a girl who’s as good at gaming as me?’
This was something he’d never imagined.
Not just girls, even guys were rare.
There was only one—this one legend.
You’re telling me she’s a girl?
What?
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