[6]
Although she had only experienced a little bit of being a young lady, Myeongsu's afternoon was filled with exhaustion. Conversely, the young lady, who had been treated like a queen, had an afternoon filled with immense peace.
"My brother is here today, so how about having a party tonight?"
"Party?"
"Yeah. Myungsoo oppa is usually busy with work. He can't play even if he wants to, so let's all have a party tonight. Let's buy his favorite wine and the things the butlers like!"
"As expected, only Yeo-ju thinks of her brother."
Myung-soo feels his fatigue melt away at his sister's warm heart. His bright smile makes the young lady feel happy too.
"Then I guess I should go shopping?"
"I want to go too! To the market."
After my school uniform outing with the butlers, I feel a little less afraid of going outside. Going grocery shopping doesn't seem like a bad idea.
"I want to go too."
"me too!"
The butlers, who had been reluctant to go out with Seokjin, became more proactive. Seokjin looked around carefully.
"I'm only taking two people with me."
"I'll go too."
When Myeongsu goes out to buy groceries, Jeongguk steps in to stop him.
"You are the star of the party, so please stay home and rest today."
"Okay. Since you're the star of the party today, let me and the butlers prepare it."
Myeongsu, who couldn't bring himself to say that he would follow his younger sister because she was so kind, seems to be filled with regret.
"Let's have Jungkook and Jimin follow us."
"Yahoo!"
"Take me too!"
Taehyung tries to use his time to criticize Seokjin, but Seokjin's choice is firm.
"The remaining people should take good care of the young master at home."
"I suddenly feel so tired."
“If I make the young master dress up as a woman, won’t he look like a young lady?”
Yoongi sighs, his face already tired. Taehyung was watching Myeongsu, who was alone, plotting something out of the ordinary. Myeongsu, sensing Taehyung's gaze, looks at Seokjin with a face that seems to be waking up.
"Can't I take Kim Taehyung with me? Something about his gaze makes me feel like he's going to eat me."
“Taking Kim Taehyung is quite a difficult task for us as well.”
"Why are you treating me like a burden?"
"Taehyung, listen to me and be quiet at home. I'll be back. Okay?"
As I try to calm down Taehyung, who is whining, he looks up at me with innocent eyes.
"You have to come quickly instead."
"Okay. I'll be back soon."
Taehyung nods with a gentle sheep-like face.
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While the mart team was away, the remaining butlers all gathered in the living room at Myeongsu's call. A moment later, with a solemn expression, Myeongsu placed a bottle of liquor on the table.
"People's true colors show when they drink. Although three people are missing, we'll begin the personality test. Anyone who takes a drink from now on will not be forgiven."
"Master, aren't you going to work tomorrow?"
"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. Just have a drink."
Myungsoo filled Namjoon's glass to the brim. After five rounds of Myungsoo's glass had been passed around to each butler, his anger finally exploded.
"So you guys drugged me? Gave me a foot massage? Gave me foot torture?"
Myungsoo's tongue was already twisted, as if he was already drunk. Yoongi silently poured himself a sixth glass of liquor, even as Myungsoo yelled at him.
"Honestly, I was trying to tease Oh Dae-oh Karma, but he was too handsome, so I failed. It wasn't funny."
Taehyung began to pour out his heart to Myeongsu. Perhaps it was a pleasant surprise for Myeongsu, who put his arm around Taehyung's shoulder and chuckled.
"You have an eye for detail, son. You're handsome too. Handsome in a manly way."
"You know how to read people, Master. Even though I look like this, there was a time when I had a face that was easy to swallow."
With Taehyung and Myeongsu's praise relay, Yangju returned to everyone's eighth glass.
"I suddenly miss you so much after drinking."
Taehyung murmurs as he searches for the young lady. Before his eyes lies the face of Myeongsu, half-conscious from alcohol. Though they share no blood, his pale skin, beautiful eyelashes, and aura are strikingly similar to the young lady's.
"You may not be as handsome as the young lady, but I will make you more handsome, young master."
Taehyung hurried into the young lady's room and brought down cosmetics. Taehyung began applying makeup to Myeongsu's half-blind face.
"Ah, Kim Taehyung. You're so funny."
When Yoon-gi stops drinking and bursts into laughter at the sight of Myung-soo's face all dolled up, Nam-joon's face becomes serious.
"Hey. What are you doing to the young master?"
At Namjoon's scolding, Taehyung stops putting on makeup and turns to look at Namjoon. Namjoon gives him a red lipstick with a serious expression.
"Your lipstick is gone, you little shit."
"I see. I forgot this. Wait. I'll make you sexy, young master."
Taehyung left a bright red mark on Myeongsu's lips. Taehyung laughed out loud, finding it amusing.
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The butlers' hands were full of things they had prepared for Myungsoo. I happily opened the front door and entered the house, only to be shocked. I saw Myungsoo asleep in the middle of the sofa, in a bizarre state, and the butlers sprawled out in various places, asleep. Only Yoongi sat alone, sipping his liquor, and then turned to look at me.
"Wow. It's our girl."
"Yoongi. What the hell is going on?"
"The young master insisted on drinking some liquor, so he said he would do a personality test. He was the first to pass out."
Judging by his incoherent speech, it seems like Yoon-gi is quite drunk.
"Ouch, I smell alcohol. It feels like the party is over already."
Jimin looks at the gruesome scene in the living room and then goes into the kitchen to take care of the things he is holding.
"Let's pack our bags first. We'll deal with those humans later."
Jungkook and Seokjin also busily moved their luggage into the kitchen. I stopped Yoongi from raising his glass again.
"Yoongi. You're drunk. Stop drinking."
"Miss, there's something I want to hear."
Yoongi, who looked at me with slightly open eyes and a smile, was very different from his usual expressionless appearance.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Our Yoongi."
"Are you kidding me again?"
"I'm not kidding."
I was furious, but Yoongi was still looking at me with affectionate eyes.
"Because it's so cute."
Yoongi seemed quite drunk. Embarrassed by his cute comment, I instinctively lowered my head. Yoongi then hugged me tightly. His chin rested on my head. Thanks to that, my eyes widened.
"Miss. Our cute little girl."
"..."
"I love you so much, Yoongi. So much."
"Yoongi."
"I love you so much, Yoongi."
With those words, Yoongi's grip on me lost its strength. He must have fallen asleep. Groaning, I laid Yoongi down on the sofa and shook Taehyung, who was sprawled on the floor, awake.
"Taehyung, if you sleep here, you'll catch a cold. Go back to your room and sleep."
"Miss, it's a voice."
Taehyung, who seemed to react to my voice, sat up abruptly and smiled brightly at me. He's really drunk too. How much alcohol did Oppa make the butlers drink? Taehyung looked at me with affectionate eyes for a while, then suddenly came over to me and kissed me lightly on the lips before taking his breath away. What did Kim Taehyung just do to me? While I was flustered and frozen by Taehyung's actions, Taehyung was alone playing with his lips.
"It's strange. It's a dream, but it's soft."
"..."
"Dreams are developing day by day. The Republic of Korea is developing!"
Watching Taehyung's uncontrollable drunken antics, I couldn't help but laugh. Taehyung gently cupped my cheeks with both his hands and met my eyes.
"It's cheating if you smile so prettily."
Before I could even pull away from Taehyung, his lips were already covering mine. The pungent scent of alcohol wafted into my mouth. I felt intoxicated, hazy. As soon as Taehyung pulled away from me, he leaned against my chest and fell asleep.
"ah."
As I was covering my lips with both hands, my face flushed like a carrot, and not knowing what to do, someone's hand touched my shoulder.
"Miss, what are you doing sitting here?"
"Jungkook, I'm tired. I think I should go to bed first. Wake up the kids and put them all to sleep in their rooms. They're catching a cold. I'll go up first."
Jungkook looks at me with a bewildered expression as I disappear into the second floor as if I were running away, and then shakes Taehyung, who is lying on the floor, to wake him up.
"Brother, wake up."
At Jeongguk's call, Taehyung jumps up as before.
"One more time."
At the same time, Taehyung's lips were pressed against Jungkook's. Jungkook's eyes widened as he pulled away. As soon as Jungkook could, Taehyung collapsed onto his back and fell asleep. Jungkook's face darkened. He touched his lips, still moist, a couple of times, and let out a scream that resonated throughout the house.