[NoName’s Broadcasting Station]
[👑 Instead of a live broadcast, a vlog will be uploaded for Lunar New Year.]
A total of 5 episodes are planned, and you can catch a new episode every day at noon.
To all viewers of the NoName channel, may you have a prosperous new year!
(Traditional Dress Na-me.jpg)
[Comments]
– No live broadcast…?
– The poor owners of Shaolin are shedding tears refreshing this lol
– Na-me in a hanbok is so, so cute!
– Hunting corporations and returning to family… Seems like a movie has already been made…
– The fact is, Netflix is already trying to make a documentary
– I want to pay my respects to Na-me tooㅠㅠㅠ
– I can’t give 2 trillion as New Year’s gift
*
I stepped out of the airport duty-free shop wearing a hanbok alongside Luri.
Luri seemed to be fidgeting with her sleeves, as if she wasn’t used to the hanbok.
“It’s okay, you look cute.”
“In a way, it looks like a maid outfit.”
She nodded and tightly held my hand.
“I tried wearing a hanbok because it’s New Year… Have you seen this light blue skirt with a peach-colored jeogori? And look at my hair! The flower-patterned norigae is a point. Traditional dress has this subtle color charm. It’s pleasing to the eyes.”
“?”
“Oh, I’m going to do a vlog. I just arrived in Korea and am putting on my hanbok before heading to my dad’s house. So, see you later, bye.”
I hurried home, snapping videos here and there for the vlog.
From Zhengzhou to Gimpo took 1 hour and 10 minutes.
It was also 1 hour and 10 minutes from Gimpo to home.
“I feel like my sense of distance is changing.”
The streets were really congested since it was the first day of the Lunar New Year.
“Actually, I’m struggling to adapt too.”
The travel time for 1200km and 40km was the same.
After getting off the driverless taxi, I tidied my messy hair.
From here, it was time for the vlog camera to shine.
SSS-grade nagging prevention item equipped.
Woo woo woo-!
But then, barking started to be heard first.
“I’m back!”
“Dad, we’re home! Hello Nureongi, have you been well? Why are you whining like this? Did Saetbyeol give you a hard time?”
Nureongi was making kki-ing sounds, wagging its tail like a helicopter.
From the entrance, it lifted its front paws and seemed unable to come inside.
Returning home after a 9-night, 10-day trip to China felt so cozy.
“Hello everyone, I’ve now arrived at my home. My friend Nureongi, whom I met in Shangyang, is welcoming me. It’s not a dog that usually expresses emotions like this. Ah, I got it, let’s go in, sisters.”
Then my dad and Saetbyeol appeared, adorably wearing aprons.
The hallway was filled with the rich scent of jeon.
It seems they had just been frying jeon together.
“Happy New Year! The apron suits you well.”
“Na-me, what on earth did you do in China! You said you’d just have a quiet trip…”
“Me? I just saw the market and the fireworks… Hehe, by the way, do you need help with frying? Luri, let’s wash our hands and get ready together.”
“Yes, Unni.”
I dashed to the bathroom, avoiding Dad holding the spatula.
“Dad was frying delicious jeon. He’s really good at cooking, so I’ll show you his skills.”
“Na-me Unni! Do you have my gift?”
Saetbyeol peeked her face into the bathroom.
“Look by the entrance, there’s some pu-erh tea and giant candy.”
“I was craving something sweet, you know!”
Then we sat down on the newspaper to start frying jeon.
“Let’s see. Now I just finished, so let me explain each one: this is Donggeurangttaeng! This one is perilla leaf jeon… this is meat jeon! This is mushroom jeon… this is shrimp jeon!”
“Wow, aren’t you being a bit too obvious in your favoritism?”
“But why did you make so many perilla leaf and mushroom jeons? Who are you making them for?”
“I’m making them for myself. Why, what’s wrong with that?”
“Aha. Dad, enjoy.”
“Thank you, my devoted daughter.”
The vlog for the first day should be enough for now.
If it feels a bit lacking, I can just fill it with a video of playing with Nureongi later.
Just as I was thinking that.
Boom-!
Lovely particles burst into the air, turning the living room white.
The floor, sofa, table, TV, and even the light on the ceiling.
“!!!”
Professor Cheon was in shock.
Luri squeezed in behind me.
“What the heck… what is this…”
Saetbyeol was groaning in place.
“What? Flour?”
A bag with one side completely ripped was in Saetbyeol’s hand.
She had white dust all over her face, unable to open her eyes properly.
“Oh dear Saetbyeol, how could you cause an incident when I trusted you so much!”
Today, Professor Cheon’s lifespan was cut short by 10 minutes.
*
After neatly arranging the jeon on the oil paper, I cleaned up the flour-ravaged living room.
Hik, cough cough. Ugh, my throat is still feeling rough.
The culprit of the flour explosion had just emerged from the bathroom.
“Well, you could’ve been more careful when opening the bag.”
I wiped the flour off her silver hair with a towel.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, it’s nothing.”
“What is it, I’m curious!”
“Hehe, just the community.”
“?”
[Real-time MBang is a disaster… The living room turned into a bomb site;;][View Count 5924]
(Flour explosion.jpg)
└ The first day of the holiday is already costing a fortune…
└ Did you stuff napalm inside?
└ LOL
└ Saved on plane tickets for the Sapporo Snow Festival, good
└ Back smash ON
└ When will you finish cleaning, haha
“You didn’t deliberately burst it, did you?”
I grabbed Saetbyeol’s neck and questioned her.
“No! It just wouldn’t open, so I lightly, really lightly put some aura on my hands. But! It exploded like this…”
“If it doesn’t open, you can just use scissors.”
“Hehe, sorry.”
“Change your clothes, we’re going to take a walk with Dad.”
“Are you going out in your hanbok?”
“Yeah. Since I bought it, it’d be a waste not to wear it. I should wear it often even if it’s just for this.”
And so, all five of us, including Nureongi, set out for a walk.
The destination is the dog park, 15 minutes away by foot.
In our family with choice paralysis, Nureongi always helps out the most.
“With the shorting issues, it’s a mess.”
Dad, holding the leash, said casually.
“I want to say it’s nothing, but it kind of is. Quite a few people might have invested in Shaolin Energy. But, it’s a decision made after careful thought.”
2 trillion in short-selling was practically a declaration of war against half of that company.
Good-natured victims working at Shaolin Energy couldn’t be helped given the situation.
“I think it’s tiring to bear the resentment of so many people,” Dad said.
“I don’t always think utilitarianism is correct. But when comparing a company with 500 employees to its affiliate with 100,000, I want to support the latter. I’m human too. Especially if one side has definitively done wrong.”
“I don’t know the specifics of what happened inside. Even if there are people criticizing it, just know our family is always on Na-me’s side.”
“Thank you, Dad. Hehe, that’s encouraging!”
“Just don’t push yourself too hard.”
“Ah, why? Are you going to leave without a word again?”
I was truly grateful that Professor Cheon supported my choices.
After all, what does a mere 10-year-old girl know about the world?
While anxious sounds were surfacing from all sides, Dad always had my back.
“I’ll do my best to handle the aftermath as you said, as far as I can reach.”
“What do you mean by handling the aftermath? Are you going to bury someone? Good, that’s the quality of today’s CEOs!”
“Hey, no! You want to say something weird? I mean I’ll help if someone ends up unemployed!”
[Is it time for fishing, Eomeoni? Just leave it to me.]
“Lakche…”
Luri sent me a verb ending in an old dialect.
Living in modern times is a serious issue if she’s spouting such stuff about murder.
She still hasn’t gotten rid of the medieval fantasy vibe.
“Should I buy the bungeobbang that Na-me likes on the way?”
“Oh, the smell of bungeobbang. Yes, I like it.”
“Of course, sweet red bean, right?”
“Of course.”
“Saetbyeol wants cream, right?”
“Of course, cream is the norm. You all have no taste.”
“Let’s see, Luri, which one do you want to eat?”
“First, let’s taste each one and let them choose the more delicious one.”
“Oh, Na-me Unni, are you a genius? I bet you’ll say choose red bean for sure.”
“I don’t want to fight over food unnecessarily. Hello, boss, two red beans and one cream, please.”
Is this a new shop?
The young boss in a mask looked at us and was taken aback, eyes widening.
“Wow, aren’t you NoName? And Saetbyeol! Wow, it’s my first time seeing you in person; I’m a huge fan of both of you!”
“Thank you! The bungeobbang looks delicious, so we stopped by.”
“Ah!”
“What’s wrong, is there a problem…?”
Suddenly, the boss made a serious face.
Have they run out of ingredients? I want to eat red bean bungeobbang…
In that split second, I caught a glimpse of the young boss’s lips curling up.
“You can’t short-sell us just because you say it doesn’t taste good…! Our precious shop!”
“Uh?”
“Hahaha!”
The boss’s mischievous joke made me raise an eyebrow while Dad and Saetbyeol burst out laughing.
“I’ll adjust my order. Four red bean, please.”
“Hahaha!”
“Wait for my cream!”
Unlike Professor Cheon, who chuckled heartily, Saetbyeol was deadpan.
*
The next day, Lunar New Year finally arrived.
Yawn.
Luri and I were so tired that we had slept almost 12 hours.
“Why can’t you both shake off the sleep?”
Had it not been for Saetbyeol waking us up in the morning, we could have easily slept for 16 hours.
“Did you both sleep early yesterday?”
“I remember playing yutnori with streamers for the New Year special…”
Saetbyeol had a collaboration with her VTuber friends after the walk in the park.
I was watching the broadcast on one side of the room with Luri and fell asleep in no time.
“When was it? We played yutnori for four hours.”
“I remember getting red three times.”
“That’s nearly the very beginning! Did we really sleep for 12 hours?”
“Yeah. Yawn I guess so. Hey, Luri, you’re all changed? Just a bit, wait.”
I changed into the hanbok I bought at the airport yesterday.
I wondered if it was okay to make the jeogori this small.
But wearing it felt annoying since it fit my body perfectly.
‘Well, what can I do? This is the body I was born with.’
Am I going through puberty? Strange and unproductive thoughts keep bubbling up to the surface.
I stood before the mirror, boosting my confidence, and stepped out of my room.
“Wow! Na-me Unni, you’re so cute!”
“I’m just wearing what I wore yesterday.”
“The twin tails really suit you best. Braids are the worst.”
“I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s the worst. But thanks.”
Professor Cheon was sitting in the middle of the sofa, looking somewhat disgruntled.
“It’s crowded in the living room. Wasn’t there 2 people last year, 1 the year before?”
“Haha… True.”
Two years ago was before Saetbyeol had even gained her body.
No matter what Professor Cheon said.
We ignored him and performed our New Year’s bows without any coordination.
““Happy New Year!””
On New Year’s, I didn’t know whether to raise my left hand or right hand, so I simply placed both straight without them crossing.
