Chapter 96 of "Becoming the Older Brother of a Top Star"

"Probably no one has tripled their money in such a short period of time."

Department Manager Yang Jin-seok chuckled and said.

"Do you often check your investment account?"

"Um, occasionally. Whenever I think of it?"

"And yet, you didn’t withdraw the money and held on? If you look at the chart, you’ll see that it once hit rock bottom."

"Yes, I added more at that time."

"Right. I told you not to, but you insisted on doing it."

"That’s why it tripled."

"......"

I put a deliciously sliced steak into my mouth.

It melted in my mouth, indeed, Korean beef was the best.

Department Manager Yang Jin-seok, my father's friend and the head of the S Financial Group, looked at me carefully and asked.

"Yun-seong."

"Yes?"

"What’s your secret? How do you manage to hit the ceiling in everything you do?"

Secret—

There’s nothing special.

First, I received the aura from Yang Jin-seok, a person with excellent investment skills. While receiving this aura, the memories that were buried in my subconscious gradually resurfaced.

It seemed that when you gain a certain talent through the aura, related memories from your past life would come flooding back.

"I just trust my instincts and the market."

"Trust your instincts and the market......"

He muttered to himself and nodded.

"So now, you’ve made 20 billion won from investments alone. What are you going to do with it?"

"Of course, I’ll invest it again. After all, I put it there for that purpose."

"Ooh, so you’re going to put the rest of your money in there too?"

"No, I’ll just use this."

There’s always a possibility of something going wrong.

So, pouring all my assets into it seemed risky.

While I trust the power of this aura, there’s a saying that you shouldn’t trust money, isn’t there?

"Your sister isn’t interested in this kind of thing, right?"

"My sister just likes to keep her money in the bank."

Yun-a wasn’t particularly interested in investments or financial management.

She liked to stack her money in the bank and was happy just seeing her balance grow day by day. She was also happy because she could buy clothes for her in-game daughters.

"I’m planning to invest in this area this time."

Seeing Yun-a’s behavior, I shifted my focus to another area.

While steadily buying blue-chip stocks with 20 billion won and slowly increasing them is one way, if I’m going to start investing, I might as well make a big profit.

"Hmm—"

Department Manager Yang Jin-seok pushed up his glasses as he looked at the list of companies I handed him.

"All game development companies? Some of them I don’t even know. Are they all IT companies?"

"Yes."

While I don’t know much else, I’ve played a lot of mobile games during my time as a manager.

This didn’t require any particular investment skills.

I knew very well which games did well in my past life.

But Department Manager Yang Jin-seok, who didn’t know this, furrowed his brow.

"Some of these companies seem quite risky. You’re planning to invest in them?"

"Yes, they’re preparing some new games that look promising. I’m planning to diversify my investments in this area."

"Whew— That’s what you mean. But the risk is too high. Are you sure? Investments don’t have insurance; you could lose all your money in one go."

"But there’s no success without taking risks, right? Let’s try a bold move this time."

At that, Department Manager Yang Jin-seok chuckled.

"You’re quite bold for a high school student. Is it because you’re young? What do you plan to do with all the money you’re making?"

"I’m not sure. Isn’t more money always better?"

Actually, the reason I’m saving money this way is for Yun-a.

I want to make sure she doesn’t have to do music for money and can pursue her music career with peace of mind.

"Haha. You’re right. Okay, I’ll look into it and invest the money as you wish."

"Thank you, Department Manager."

"No, I’ve also made some money thanks to you. That’s why I’m treating you to this delicious meat today. Eat more if you want."

"Yes."

There’s no need to be polite in front of someone who’s treating you.

I was eating enthusiastically when something came to mind, and I stopped cutting the steak.

"Department Manager."

"Yes? What is it?"

"Is it possible to take this to-go?"

I thought Yun-a would really like it if I brought it to her.

* * *

Munch, munch—

Jung Yun-a, who had been sleeping until just a moment ago, rushed out at the mention of steak.

Her eyes were half-closed, but they widened instantly when she put a piece of steak in her mouth.

"Wow, it’s still delicious even when it’s cold."

Yun-a savored the steak that melted in her mouth, looking moved.

"Really? I’m glad I brought it to-go."

"Hehe. Good job, brother. But that Department Manager must have spent a lot of money. Did he really pack all this for you?"

"Yes. He said he made some money thanks to me and was generous enough to buy all this."

I also brought packages for my mother and father.

I watched Yun-a enjoy the steak and pasta and then asked casually.

"Yun-a."

"Yes? What is it?"

"You’re planning to participate in that show, right?"

"Yep."

"Are you really going to do it?"

"Yes, of course."

Yun-a was unwavering.

She was really planning to go on the rap survival show and perform in front of everyone.

"......If I tell you not to go, will you listen?"

Yun-a’s terrifying history is about to be created.

I wanted to stop it if possible.

"Hmm— Why?"

"Well, it’s just......"

"Because I can’t rap?"

"......"

"It’s fine. I just need to go up there and rap lightly. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time."

Yun-a put down her fork, looking disappointed.

"But if you really don’t want me to, I’ll give it up. I just wanted to try it once, even if I fail."

"......"

When she says it like that, I don’t know what to say.

"Really, don’t go? Okay?"

Yun-a looked at me pitifully, and I finally gave in.

"......Okay. Go ahead. Do what you want, Yun-a."

"Hehe. Yay~!"

Yun-a suddenly stood up.

"Then I’ll show you what I’ve been practicing."

No, it’s not necessary to go that far—.

"......"

Should I try to talk her out of it again?

I was seriously considering it.

But,

'Aside from her rap skills—'

She looked incredibly cute.

Even though her rap should have sounded terrible, I found myself smiling.

It was a strange feeling.

Maybe it’s only possible because it’s Yun-a.

* * *

The stage that every rapper who has ever rapped has dreamed of challenging.

This is where the best rapper in Korea is decided.

Many rappers lined up to receive the pass chain, and the judges walked around, listening to their raps.

"Hmm— Well done."

But the preliminary stage was very harsh.

If the judges didn’t like it, they would turn and walk away after just 5 seconds.

"Wow, really well done."

If a rapper was good, they would smile and hand over the pass chain.

This was the first round of the preliminaries.

Most of the applicants would be eliminated here.

"Today seems better than last time."

"Right. Yesterday was really tough."

Because there were so many applicants, the preliminaries were split over two days.

The rappers, Can and Lett, who were judging this program, were looking around at the participants.

Yesterday, it was so bad that almost no one passed.

There were just no skilled rappers.

This was the third season, but it was said to be the most difficult preliminary round in the history of the show.

"But why is it so noisy over there?"

At that moment, something caught their attention.

There was a lot of commotion in one area, and the judges who were walking around to evaluate the participants looked quite flustered.

What could be causing such a commotion?

Curious, they went over to check.

"Huh?"

"Whoa— That person is......"

Among all the people, the one who stood out the most.

If there were such a thing as self-luminescence, this person would be the perfect example.

It was Jung Yun-a, the one-day sister, smiling and waiting for her turn.

"What, what is this? Is she doing another variety show?"

"No, I haven’t heard of that. It’s just that the cameras seemed to be focused on that area, and I wondered why she was here......"

Maybe because of that.

The judges couldn’t approach her due to her overwhelming aura.

"Hmm— I don’t know what’s going on, but—"

They couldn’t delay the evaluation.

Lett picked up a pass chain and approached Jung Yun-a.

"Hey, are you going over there?"

"If I don’t go, who will? Everyone is just hesitating and no one is stepping forward."

Lett didn’t know if Jung Yun-a was good at rapping, but he intended to evaluate her as objectively as possible.

"Hello, Yun-a."

"Ah! Hello!"

As Lett approached Jung Yun-a, everyone’s attention was drawn to them.

"I didn’t expect to see you here, Yun-a."

"Yes, I’ve always wanted to participate in this."

"I see...... Then, would you like to try it?"

"Sure, yes!"

Jung Yun-a composed herself and slowly began to rap.

People listened with anticipation.

As Jung Yun-a’s rap started,

"......?"

Everyone in the preliminary venue was shocked, but for a different reason.

Lett was also surprised.

'Her rap skills are completely terrible.'

Completely opposite to her singing skills.

However,

'......I keep listening.'

Normally, with such poor rap skills, he would have given a fail after just one second.

But Lett was frozen in place, listening to Jung Yun-a’s rap until the end.

She must have known her rap was terrible, but her confident and bold demeanor, or perhaps her unique, cute, and lovable style, made her poor rap skills seem like a new genre.

"......"

It wasn’t just Lett; it seemed everyone felt the same way.

The judges and the participants all stopped what they were doing and watched Jung Yun-a.

Everyone was captivated by this strange and lovable performance.

"Phew~ Thank you for listening to the end."

As she finished with a bright smile, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Lett finally came to his senses.

"......I really enjoyed it."

By pure rap skills, she should have failed.

But she had something that drew everyone’s attention and captivated them.

Not just rap skills, but the ability to command the stage and the audience.

Isn’t that what a true performer on stage should show?

"......"

Lett fidgeted with the pass chain in his pocket.