Seo Joon blinked a few times to adjust to the light in his new place. He felt the softness under his back and the touch of the sheets against his palms.
He immediately sensed that he was lying in what appeared to be his bedroom, or something like that.
He sat up in bed and walked over to the mirror in his room. Seeing his reflection and noticing that his appearance had changed slightly, he almost exclaimed, "Oh, shit!" but held back because at that moment, a strong dizziness attacked him and prevented him from thinking further.
Seeing the glass of water on the desk in his room, Seo Joon took it and drank the entire contents in one gulp. After a moment, the feeling of dizziness and nausea completely disappeared, and his body returned to its optimal state.
"Phew!" Seo Joon breathed a sigh of relief, happy that the unpleasant feeling was finally gone.
He looked at himself in the mirror again, this time in more detail. It was then that he noticed that, aside from a pair of silver earrings on his cheekbones, everything else was still intact. Nothing, other than that, had changed. Even the nightclothes he'd put on before crossing over were still there, just as he remembered.
The white shirt clung to his skin, highlighting his explosive muscles and fine muscle lines. Seeing his new earrings, Seo Joon smiled sarcastically. Now he really did look like an NTR villain from a Japanese dojuinshin.
Seeing his new appearance in the mirror, Seo Joon rubbed his chin and marveled. At that moment, he couldn't help but feel vain. To be honest, those earrings looked good on him.
He shook his head and dispelled those thoughts. He still had to gather information and verify where the hell he was.
With that thought in mind, he returned to his bed, sat down, took out his cell phone, and immediately realized he had no signal. Seeing it, he frowned.
"Tch... no signal? What a fucking mess!" Seo Joon muttered.
He looked at his gallery and saw that his porn with Choi Shia was still intact. Seo Joon breathed another sigh of relief. He was afraid that the journey between worlds would ruin his phone. Luckily, it didn't, and the only bad thing, so to speak, was that he lost signal, which prevented him from making calls or receiving messages.
Still confused, Seo Joon decided to ask the system. Perhaps it would answer all his questions.
"System, where am I?" Seo Joon asked in his heart.
.....
DING, FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF, HOST!
.....
Seo Joon's lips twitched and his eyebrows furrowed as he received the system's response.
Eventually, Seo Joon sighed and decided to take a good look around. The room was normal, but it seemed somewhat outdated compared to his room back in his world.
Looking at the desk and seeing the computer on it, he frowned. He walked over and, noticing the massive CPU, his expression hardened even further.
"Tch... Windows 98 or Windows XP?" he muttered at the sight of the enormous gray box.
...
A FEW MINUTES LATER
"Shit! I finally got this thing to turn on!" Seo Joon muttered as he waited for the PC to boot up.
After a few minutes that felt disgustingly long, the PC finally booted up. "So Windows 98, huh?" Seo Joon thought, seeing the classic Windows 98 wallpaper.
He clicked on the calendar and saw the date; his eyes widened in surprise. "Holy crap, 1998? Man, what a pain!" Seo Joon thought, ruffling his hair in frustration.
After that, he started surfing the internet, looking for relevant information. He surfed for a while, about fifteen minutes, and after gathering information, he knew this was a normal world, not a fantasy world, and that he was still in Korea.
Everything was normal; the history, music, and other relevant events he remembered were the same in this world as the previous one he'd been in.
"Bummer! Where am I?" Seo Joon thought, frustrated. At that moment, he felt like smoking a cigarette. He searched his pockets and couldn't find his pack. "Tch, you idiot, you forgot!"
He muttered dissatisfied. Looking to his side, he saw his desk drawer. He reached out and opened it. The next moment, he saw a pack of cigarettes.
He was about to grab them when...
KNOCK
KNOCK
KNOCK
A knock on the door interrupted him. Seo Joon frowned and didn't respond. Instead, he waited.
"Yoo Jeon, let's go! Lunch's ready! We have to get to school! You don't want to be late for school when you've only been going for two days, do you?" A dissatisfied female voice spoke as she knocked on his door again.
...
"Yoo Jeon? What the hell?" Seo Joon thought, frowning.
At that moment, he was completely confused. He realized his name had changed, but after a few seconds, he recovered from his stupor.
"I'm coming. I'll be out in a minute!" Seo Joon replied in a calm voice.
On the other side, the brown-haired girl frowned in dissatisfaction and repeated, "Hurry up! I don't want to be late because of you!"
"I see!" Seo Joon replied indifferently. Hearing this, the brown-haired girl stopped insisting and went downstairs to have breakfast.
Inside the room, Seo Joon let out a long, annoyed sigh. "Yoo Jeon? Yoo... Yoo," Seo Joon muttered thoughtfully.
Somehow, this surname sounded familiar, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find the source. In the end, he shrugged and stopped worrying. He would figure it out as he went.
After finding his school uniform, Seo Joon put it on, fixed his hair, and picked up his backpack. Although he had planned to sleep, the jet lag between worlds wouldn't allow it. After all, it was daytime in this world, which he found infuriating.
He grabbed what appeared to be his backpack and left his room to join his "family." Upon reaching the dining room, the first thing he saw was a fat, gray-haired man reading the newspaper, along with a brunette girl with exquisite features!
At that moment, Seo Joon stopped in his tracks and opened his eyes wide. "Shit!" "Isn't this the fat Yoo Hak Yeong, the fat old antagonist of Pornwha Queen Bee?" Seo Yoon thought in disbelief as he saw the fat man frowning at him.
"Tch, aren't you coming for breakfast, kid?" Mr. Yoo asked, glancing at Seo Joon out of the corner of his eye. Seeing Seo Joon's terrifying muscles, Yoo Hak Yeong felt satisfied with this son of his, even though he was born to another mother.
At that moment, hearing Mr. Yoo speak, Seo Joon snapped out of his stupor and nodded, returning to his senses. "I'm sorry... I'll do it, Father!" Seo Joon spat out these last words, uneasy in his heart.
He walked stiffly and sat next to Yoo Hak Yeong and the brown-haired girl, whom he assumed was his sister. Glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, Seo Joon immediately knew who it was.
"Yoo Da-li, the female lead of Queen Bee!"
"So this is the pornwha Queen Bee... interesting... It'll be fun to put a green hat on my dad, hahahahaha!" Seo Joon thought as he ate happily.
DING CONGRATULATIONS TO THE HOST! YOU'VE DISCOVERED WHAT WORLD YO'RE IN.
YOU'VE OBTAINED USER MEMORY
DO YOU WANT TO INTEGRATE IT?
Seeing the system message in his mind, Seo Joon was stunned. He never imagined the system would also reward things like that, but seeing the reward, he felt it was a bit pointless.
But he still nodded inwardly and integrated the memories into his mind.
The next moment, a series of images flashed through his mind like a movie, from Yoo Jeon's childhood to his present self.
All of this happened while he was eating breakfast. After a few seconds, the playback ended. "I see..." Seo Yoon thought, after digesting the memories of his new identity.
It turns out he's Yoo Hak Yeong's son, not from his first marriage, but from another woman Mr. Yoo had sex with and impregnated. As for his mother, she has no idea who she is. After all, that woman hasn't appeared for as long as he can remember.
At first, he lived separately from the Yoo family until Yoo Da-Li's mother passed away. At that moment, his ungrateful and disloyal father took him in and brought him to live with him.
His relationship with his half-siblings could be described as bad; after all, these dogs are like hungry jackals eager to seize fat old Mr. Yoo's inheritance.
A "bastard son" like him naturally makes them uncomfortable; after all, the more people there are, the smaller the inheritance from fat old Mr. Yoo will have to share.
As for his relationship with Yoo Da-Li, it could be said to be neither good nor bad; she is quite indifferent toward him, one might say.
Thinking about all this, the corners of his mouth couldn't rise unconsciously, and a bad thought formed in his mind.
Seeing Dali's full breasts, long legs, thick thighs, and wide hips, Seo Joon thought it would be interesting and exciting to have an incestuous relationship with his half-sister.
Seeing the smile on the corner of Yoo Jeon's lips, Mr. Yoo frowned and asked, "Kid, what are you thinking?"
Seo Joon shook his head. "Nothing, old man. I was just remembering something funny."
...
"Hmph, you call your father old. Where's your respect, brat?" asked Mr. Yoo, dissatisfied at hearing Seo Joon call him old. In his heart he still believes he is quite young, after all his vigor is really frightening
...
Dali watched the interaction with interest but didn't comment. Instead, he continued talking to his high school boyfriend, Tae.
"Ah, sorry, sorry! I forgot you're not an old man at all!" Seo Joon replied sarcastically; after all, the memory of when he walked in on this old man ferociously fucking a young girl was still vivid in his mind.
Recalling the times he'd seen that fat old man fucking, Seo Joon's body shuddered slightly. "Shit, why the hell didn't the system censor that scene or just discard it? Do they want to disgust me?"
To be honest, Seo Joon feels like he won't be able to sleep well today; after all, watching a fat old man fucking a young woman is a truly disgusting scene.
"Pffft!"
"HAHAHAHA!"
Dali seemed to understand Seo Joon's sarcasm and burst out laughing.
Mr. Yoo, dissatisfied, said, "What the hell are you brats laughing at?"
"What else do you think we're making fun of old man? Don't you remember how you treated that waitress? Dali replied sarcastically.
"..."
Mr. Yoo, far from being embarrassed, laughed sarcastically. "You should be happy. After all, your old man is in good health, right?"
.....
Seo Joon snorted softly. "Ha, yeah, yeah, right, health!"
Dali laughed softly at the comment, while Mr. Yoo looked at Seo Joon dissatisfied. "Hmph, brat, it seems you don't want your allowance?"
"..."
Seo Joon raised his hands in apology and stopped teasing the old man.
Mr. Yoo, seeing this, snorted coldly. "Hmph, that's what I thought, brat!"
After this brief interaction, everyone went back to their business.
A FEW MINUTES LATER.
Dali went upstairs to put on makeup. After a few minutes, he ran down happily. Seeing this, Mr. Yoo's face turned strange. "Why are you in such a good mood this morning? Did something happen?" he asked, looking up from his newspaper.
"Hmm, old man, none of your business!"
....
Then Dali approached Mr. Yoo and kissed his cheek. "See you later, old man! It's time to go to school!"
Feeling the kiss, Mr. Yoo's expression became extremely strange. "Hey, didn't you say you didn't like kisses? Why change your mind now? Do you need your old man's money?"
Dali rolled his eyes and replied as he approached Seo Joon, who was standing by the door. "I still have money, old man. I only did it because I'm in a good mood today!" "Well, bye!"
Dali waved as he left. Watching his children leave, Mr. Yoo gently shook his head and continued reading the newspaper.
"...."
As they walked down the stairs, Yoo Dali looked at Seo Joon, offered him his bag, and said authoritatively, "Yoo Jeon, take my bag!"
Seo Joon, staring at his rudimentary cell phone in this world, didn't even look up and replied, "Haha, get lost!"
Dali's face darkened, and he snorted coldly. "Hmph, I'll tell Dad you've treated me badly."
.....
"Yeah, whatever you want!" Seo Joon replied, barely caring.
Dali was about to say something else when he looked into the distance and glimpsed Ahn Junpyo's figure. "Hey, Junie, here!" Dali called out as he waved to Junie. Seeing this, Junie nodded shyly at Dali.
"Have you waited long?" he asked.
Junie shook her head. "No, not at all, Dali. I just got here."
.....
Dali smiled contentedly, held out her bag, and handed it to Junie. "I see. Well, take my bag."
.....
Junie nodded and, like a dog, took Dali's backpack without even thinking of refusing. Seo Joon walked right past him and didn't even speak to this guy, Dali's dog.
He wasn't interested in her at all, not to mention that, according to his memories, he didn't interact with Junie at all. His goal now was to go to school. According to the memories the system provided him, the life he led in this world was that of a problem child, you know, fighting, skipping classes, and that sort of thing.
Eventually, due to a conflict with a teacher in which he ended up hitting him, he was expelled, forcing him to enroll at Yoo Da-li's high school. Of course, if it weren't for his stingy "father," things wouldn't have ended with a simple expulsion. Seo Joon guesses that old man shelled out some money to get him out of trouble.
Leaving that aside, Seo Joon couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. He had to admit that Yoo Da-li was too ruthless. She was practically playing with Junie. Their relationship is the epitome of "carrot and stick."
Without a second thought, Seo Joon walked a few steps in front of Dali and Junie, unconcerned with their conversation.