So I wanted to keep translating until the part where Rangii shows up, but I got lazy~~ Oh, and did you know that this series has a music video? The link to the video is here (link will go to new tab).
This was about a day-and-a-half’s worth of translating. I’ll try and upload the LN every Friday and the manhwa every Saturday or Sunday. Thank you for reading!
"Ah, excuse me."
"Yes."
I answered the phone as I asked to be excused. I can hear a familiar voice.
[Have you arrived?]
"Ah, yes. Dad."
[I totally forgot to tell you, but my youngest sibling said she'd go get you when I told her you were coming.]
Did you seriously not tell me. Rather, your what? Youngest?
"What?"
[Your youngest aunt is going to meet you.]
An ominous feeling enveloped me.
"And what's her name?"
[Saehee.]
"And her age?"
[Now she's 40? Or maybe 39?]
I looked at the woman in front of me. No matter how you look at her, she's clearly not a 40-year-old middle-aged lady. Do they have the same name? If not, then maybe my aunt's daughter? No, there's no way she gave her daughter the exact same name?
[Ah, she'll look a little young. She has a baby face.]
Baby face? If the woman in front of me is my aunt, then the baby face explanation…… doesn't make any sense! (Tn: like my translations…)
"Any special characteristics?"
[She's expressionless, cute, she speaks strangely and harshly, and she won't seem like a human. You'll know her when you see her?]
I'm looking at the woman, I mean my aunt, who is right in front of me. I made eye-contact and my head is spinning.
[Then do your best, my child. Do your best.]
The other end of the call hung up. Since he's always been this kind of Dad. Now, well, it's nothing new. More than thinking about Dad's words, the bigger problem is how this woman can be my aunt.
"Then shall we get going?"
Let's check. Since I honestly cannot believe this woman is my aunt.
"Back then….. what's your relationship to my dad?"
"That human would be my older brother."
"What could he have done for you to identify my dad as a human. But now, rather than that, out of the many things I was told I feel there's one thing I have to say.
"But you're not my aunt, right?"
"Based on the family tree I am."
"And what is your age?"
"By your standards I am 40."
We have a winner. The prize is loss of sanity and failure of reason, I present to you absurdity (translation fuzzy).
"What?!"
"The weather's quite hot. We should get going now."
As if she didn't hear my reply, Aunt Saehee began to walk. For now I followed my aunt and opened my mouth.
"Today's definitely hot, right?"
No matter how much you're mourning, isn't moving around in those clothes stifling, is what I meant, but
"I'm fine. Since it seems only the young master is having a hard time like a mutt."
I understood my aunt a little differently. No matter where you look, she has to be dying of heat compared to me when she's dressed like that. That's that, but as Dad said her words are really harsh. She's not outright swearing, but I think I'll lose it if I keep hearing her say stuff like that.
"But Aunt."
She suddenly stopped walking. If I hadn’t reacted well I would have crashed into her back. Before I could ask why she did that she spun around, looked me in the eye with those emotionless pupils, and spoke.
"From now on please call me Saehee, young master. Also, there's no reason for the young master to treat me with respect."
"…..but you're my aunt so I should call you that?"
"Since I was adopted, I do not share a single drop of blood with you, young master. So there's no need to call me aunt."
If you suddenly say that it makes me never want to speak again (note, Korean idiom. Not exact translation)
"But still, because of your age….."
"A woman's age is just a decoration. Do you understand, young master?"
The first time I saw her smile- I was terrified.
"A woman's age is merely a decoration. Since I've told you that please call me Saehee."
"Ah…. Yeah."
I shut my clueless yet energetic mouth and could only nod to Au… I mean, Saehee's words.
"But have you always talked like that?"
"Is there a problem with the way I speak, young master?"
If you speak like that to a weak-minded person like me, there's nothing I can do but droop my tail.
Outside of the terminal I could see an expensive and fancy car waiting for me.
"Please get in, young master."
I nodded my head and entered as she opened the back door with the ease of long practice and guided me in. I moved my butt over so she could get inside, but she closed the door. She went to the opposite side of the car and entered the car. Somehow, I felt like an idiot.
The car took off and she began to speak.
"Before we leave, there are several things I must inform you of. Is that okay?"
"Yes……"
I felt a twinge.
"Ah, yes."
"First, Father's funeral was a lie."
She told me something totally unexpected.
"What?"
"Your scumbag human grandfather made the lie to get the foolish young master to come to the countryside."
Let's stop paying attention to the words she attaches to people. Be brave, me.
"Wait, what are you saying?"
"Father directly gave the command."
…..Dad, I'm beginning to understand why dad left his home back then.
"Then why are you wearing mourning clothes?"
"This is my normal clothes, not mourning clothes."
This woman's fashion sense is totally distorted.
"Then is grandfather at home?"
"No. When he heard the young master was coming he went on an over-seas vacation."
Dangerous. I'm beginning to understand a little as to why Dad cut off all ties with his family. I want to go back home. But I'm already in the car, and there's no way I can go there and say "it was nice to meet you. Then I'll be going now~." There has to be a reason for why they would lie about someone's death just to get me here.
"Why did you call me here?"
Saehee gave an incomprehensible reply.
"In order to keep the promise you made long ago with my master."
"What promise? And who's this master?"
"I cannot tell you right now."
I asked her multiple times but she consistently remained silent. There's nothing I can do.
"…wait."
I got my cellphone from my bag and called Dad.
[The phone is out of power. Please leave a voice message.]
He planned it, this human. He planned it. Without a doubt he turned off his phone on purpose. Yeah, I'll gladly turn my phone off. I pressed the power button on my cellphone for a long time and then shoved it into my backpack.
"Then what do I have to do?"
"You just have to live in the residence for a few days."
"Whaaaa-t."
"I prepared everything you need beforehand so you do not have to worry about anything."
"I am worrying about what you just said!"
"You can think of it as returning home."
"My home is Seoul!"
"There is nothing more to tell you. Please excuse me until we arrive home."
You've already changed from calling it a residence to a home? You've decided on that? I kept talking but she remained silent.