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Sure, here’s the translation:

Definitely… she has a striking appearance.

Natural silver hair and reddish-brown eyes aren’t something you see every day.

Especially in Korea, where black hair and black eyes are the norm.

Is she a celebrity? Well, that’s right too.

After all, Outlaw is currently the hottest topic in the Legends of League scene worldwide.

But regardless of that, Yujin can’t cast a spell to stop time.

It must be true…

‘What’s going on?’

Yuri felt as if time had stopped.

The once noisy tavern suddenly fell into silence.

“Hey, hey. Over there.”

“…I see it too.”

Finally, after a moment of silence, everyone’s gaze turned to one place.

A person standing at the entrance.

With a surprisingly eye-catching look, but dressed in a plain hoodie.

“…Ah.”

At that moment, time began to flow again, little by little.

The first sounds that emerged were cautiously murmured whispers around them.

“…Is it real?”

“It looks real.”

“Wow…”

“Crazy.”

Curiosity, admiration, and then more admiration.

Reactions poured out from those who saw Yujin.

And that excitement continued at the table where Yuri was seated.

“Hey, over there.”

“Wow…”

“Isn’t that your sister?”

“…Y-Yeah, probably?”

“What are you doing then?”

“Ah.”

Yuri waved her hand a bit late.

“…O-Over here!”

The eyes of Yujin and Yuri met.

Even though they saw each other every day at home, Yuri felt an inexplicable emotion.

“Yuri!”

Yujin stumbled as she walked toward the table where Yuri was.

With her usual look, it took a moment for Yuri to shake off the brief sense of strangeness and come back to her senses.

“Sis!”

Maybe it was because of the title, but Yujin’s shoulders subtly lifted.

Yuri felt completely alert as she saw how much Yujin wanted to tease her.

“Here, here.”

“Ah, yeah…”

“Wow, you really came. Hello!”

“Ah, hello…”

“I’m a fan, Sis!”

“Hahaha…”

Along with that, the group stood up and pulled out chairs for her.

“Please, sit here!”

“Ah, yes…”

As Yujin was about to sit, her eyes shifted to Yuri as if seeking approval.

With a cute squirrel-like appearance, Yuri couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Sit, sit.”

“Uh, yeah.”

*

I feel like I’m going to die.

Not joking, I seriously felt like my face was going to burst and kill me.

Strange space, unfamiliar people.

No matter how used I’ve become to going out lately, facing unfamiliar places and people is still not easy for me.

Especially in complex places like this one.

At least I was glad to see a familiar face or two, including my sister.

“Is it real?”

“It seems real.”

“Should I ask for an autograph?”

“Please, would they even oblige?”

“But are the people next to them friends?”

I could feel the stares around me.

Not just one, but it felt like every gaze in the room was on me.

‘Did I come here for no reason?’

‘What the heck am I doing here…’

‘I must be crazy.’

But regret always comes late.

Having come this far, there was no way to escape.

“Excuse me, can you bring some utensils and chopsticks over here? Also, the front plate and glass.”

“…Ah, yes.”

The staff member who looked like a part-timer stared at my face for quite a while before moving.

But it didn’t feel special at all; I still sensed everyone’s eyes on me.

“You came quickly.”

My sister said with her usual mischievous expression.

“…You told me to come.”

“You did great. They’ve been going wild about wanting to see you.”

Usually, this would prompt others to deny it, but somehow the mood didn’t feel like that.

“Wow… Sis, did you dye your hair? It’s so pretty.”

“Ah, no. It’s natural…”

“Really?”

I feel like I’m going to suffocate.

Being surrounded by all sorts of perfume and shampoo smells is, without a doubt, a very bizarre experience for me.

“But looking at you, you kind of resemble Yuri?”

“Right. Right.”

“…Really?”

“At first, I didn’t think so, but looking closely, I think you kind of do.”

My sister said.

“Do you really resemble her that much? I’m not sure.”

“Yeah, yeah. You both have two eyes, one nose, and one mouth?”

“…….”

The conversation continued.

Sadly, it seemed like I had chosen the wrong topic, as most of the discussion was about my appearance.

“Wow, Sis, why is your skin so fair? It’s like baby skin.”

“That’s because I don’t go outside much…”

“Oh, right. You’re a professional gamer. Isn’t it tough?”

“It is tough but… it’s fun, so it’s worth it.”

“Are your eyes colored contacts? They’re so pretty.”

“No, it’s just a lack of pigment…”

“Ah.”

As we chatted, the staff finally brought my utensils and glass.

“Here’s your glass.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“Let me pour you some.”

“Ah, yes…”

Just as I was about to receive the glass, my sister’s cold voice rang out.

“Hey, what?”

“Our sister can’t have alcohol.”

My sister’s atmosphere felt off.

Now that I think about it… even though I’ve eaten a lot since this situation, I hadn’t really tasted alcohol much.

It was because our family, including our mother, had strongly dissuaded me.

I probably still had lingering fragments of being overprotected in the past.

“Ah… really? Sorry.”

As the atmosphere got strange, I decided to step in.

“Ah, it’s okay. Hey, why are you like this?”

“You’re the same. How can you think of drinking alcohol so casually? What if something happens?”

“Uh… Something happens…?”

“Forget it, don’t drink.”

To be honest, it wasn’t true that I hadn’t touched alcohol at all since the last company gathering…

‘This has to stay a secret.’

Our mother probably already knows, but if I say it, I’d get nagged for three days straight.

Anyway, as the mood turned weird, one of the girls sitting next to my sister spoke up.

The face I’d seen before.

Her name was probably… Kim Soo-hyun?

“Hey, you’re a professional gamer, right? I heard you’re really famous.”

Thanks to that, the atmosphere quickly returned to being lively again.

“She’s not famous; she’s got real skills. I even joined the OLZ fan club.”

“What do you know as a Bronze player? Isn’t Bronze the worst tier?”

“…I know enough.”

As the conversation flowed into discussions about Legends of League, the boys naturally joined in.

“Did you really win against SCV in scrims?”

“Well… I can’t really discuss that, so sorry.”

“Oh, it’s okay.”

“Seriously, how could you say that? That’s so tactless. So did you win?”

“…….”

Anyway, as the conversation turned to Legends of League, I felt like I finally had something to say after keeping quiet until now.

I guess this is what they call consideration.

“Hey, I watched every OLZ match. Seriously… how do you play like that? Teach me some Lee Sin.”

“Why are you asking me for lessons when you’re Bronze? You should learn from me instead. Who do you think you are, Bronze?”

“Platinum or Gold!”

“There’s a world of difference between that, right? Don’t you agree, Sis?”

“Bronze to Silver to Gold.”

“……What?”

Then the air froze for a moment.

I meant to make a joke, but I didn’t expect the atmosphere to stiffen like this, leading me to freeze up.

“Uh… I…”

And then laughter erupted as if everyone had simultaneously burst out.

“Y-You’re crazy… this is hilarious.”

“Wait, how did you walk in here with that?”

“You’ve got some humor.”

Is this really funny?

Why is it funny?

To me, it felt completely incomprehensible with bizarre humor, but maybe it was just the laughter created by the situation and the drinks.

“No… I really didn’t expect you to say that.”

“Agreed.”

“You’re a fun person.”

For some reason, the atmosphere became lively once more.

Though in a completely different sense.

“No, but there’s really a world of difference between Gold and Platinum!”

“Oh, the number one ranked player just said Bronze to Silver to Gold, and who are you to argue?”

“Ha… seriously, you need to follow me to the PC bang immediately after this.”

“No, seriously, I can’t follow you.”

“Scared?”

“How about a 1v1 mid lane showdown?”

“What’s with the 1v1? League isn’t a one-on-one game. Of course, it’s 5v5.”

“Where will you find the other players?”

“Where would I find them? They’re right here!”

Just as he said, there were exactly ten people in this room, including me.

But even so…

“Hey, not everyone here plays League; what are you talking about?”

“That’s fine; you can team up with the ones who don’t play with you. That should balance it out.”

“Even so, it doesn’t match. I’d just massacre everyone in a 1v5.”

“Well, that’s a 1v5, but with teammates who can’t play, it would be different, right? Scared?”

With that magic word thrown out again, the challenged boy couldn’t hold back any longer and cautiously shifted his gaze toward me.

“Ha…”

Something… seemed to be unfolding interestingly.

 

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