Chapter 99: I Became the Older Brother of a Top Star

-You're cute, but honestly, you can't rap, can you?

-Oh, no. Our Yuna's rapping skills are top-notch too. Yes, they are.

-LOL, here come the fans again. Have you heard Yuna's rapping? She's the top in the country.

-Screw this kid.

-Let's go!!

After the first broadcast, Yuna was undoubtedly the one who drew the most attention.

With her characteristic smile and stage presence, Yuna captured the hearts of the audience, and she soon became the community's top pick for the best rapper in the country.

Of course, it was a humorous nickname, but the way Yuna performed on this stage was a fresh shock to many, to the point where a lot of people seriously accepted her as the top.

Unlike the rough and wild stages they had seen before, Yuna showed a stage filled with warmth and cuteness, proving that rap could also warm people's hearts.

"Also, her timely absence was a stroke of genius."

If Lett had given her the pass necklace, there would have been a lot of talk about it.

No matter how excellent her stage presence, there would have been a clear evaluation of her rapping skills.

It seemed as if she had anticipated this, and her timely absence further won the audience's favor.

"Was it intentional, or instinctive?"

Indeed, Yuna had a talent for drawing people's attention.

Now, the problem is me.

I've only appeared on the show, but the preliminaries are already over.

Currently, the main rounds are underway, and as a producer of a team, I need to create a song.

I do have some songs prepared, but I don't know which rapper will join our team, or what style of rap they will do, so I can't decide on a song just yet.

So, I'm using this time to create as many different songs as possible.

I replied to the text message from HotSan.

I checked the email HotSan sent me, which included the songs we had worked on and the new samples.

Listening to the songs on my phone, I slowly nodded.

Hip-hop songs often have a unique vibe, different from usual.

The samples were indeed well done, as you'd expect from veterans.

"Maybe we can work with this?"

Of course, the key will be whose voice we add.

Moreover,

"Yuna promised to do a feature on one of these songs."

Yuna's voice will be included in one of these songs.

Didn't you see that day?

Everyone was enthusiastically rapping, hoping to get a feature from Yuna.

It was a collective madness I hadn't seen in a long time.

"Bro, bro, bro!"

Knock, knock, knock!

Then, I heard Yuna urgently knocking on the door.

When I opened it to see what was going on,

Boom! Bang!

Firecrackers suddenly exploded on both sides.

"......?"

"Happy birthday~!"

Oh, right. Today is my birthday.

With Jeong Yun-seong's body, I keep getting confused with my birthday from my previous life.

"I was going to do it right after 12, but everyone was sleeping. Even you were sleeping?"

"Yeah, I should have gone to bed earlier."

Coincidentally, my birthday is close to Christmas.

"Congratulations, our son."

"Tell us what you want to eat today."

My parents lit the candles on the cake and brought it to me.

"Here, blow out the candles and make a wish."

"Okay, bro."

A wish—

At that moment, a phrase flashed through my mind.

They say you should be careful with your wishes, and while some might think I'm making a fuss over nothing, given that I'm in a regression and in someone else's body, I can't help but be cautious.

"Hmm. Please make our family happy and healthy always."

"Tsk. You should make your wish silently."

"Is that so?"

I chuckled and blew out the candles on the cake.

Then, my father, who had been standing solemnly, suddenly said,

"Here, catch this!"

He scooped up some cake frosting and smeared it on my face.

My mother and Yuna also kept smearing frosting on my face.

"......"

"Hehe, bro, you look cute. Right, Mom?"

"Hehe, indeed. Our son is handsome even with frosting on his face."

While saying this, Yuna was taking pictures of my face with her phone.

"Done?"

"Hmm?"

"Then it's my turn now."

"Ah!"

Not to be outdone, I smeared frosting all over my mother and Yuna.

I didn't forget to cover my father's face, who had been standing there laughing.

It was a fun Saturday.

* * *

"Ugh, the smell of whipped cream."

"Every time I eat a piece of meat, I smell cream, Mom."

After the cake cutting ceremony, we gathered around the table for dinner.

My mother had made steak for my birthday, but every time I ate, I could smell the cream.

"Even after washing my face, the cream smell won't go away."

Yuna and my mother, who had thoroughly smeared cream on my face, were being thoroughly punished.

"So, you're going to the department store to buy gifts today?"

"Yeah, there are some clothes I want to buy for you at the S department store."

"Really? Why didn't you buy them earlier?"

"There are so many things to buy, and I need Dad's help too."

"Hmm? My help? I'm not good at fashion."

"No, I really need Dad's help this time."

My father and I both tilted our heads in confusion.

Usually, fashion is the mother's domain in any household.

My mother, who was also curious, asked Yuna.

"Why? What kind of clothes?"

"I want to buy golf wear for you."

"......What? What kind of golf wear?"

"Golf wear. And there's a place in the S department store that sells golf clubs. If there's something good, I'll buy it for you."

My father looked shocked.

"Golf wear? And golf clubs? Yun-seong, are you learning golf?"

"No, not yet, but......"

"Bro mentioned he wanted to learn golf the other day. So, I thought I'd buy him the equipment this time. What do you think?"

Before I could answer, my father clapped his hands loudly.

"Of course! Golf is a very elegant and prestigious sport. It's not that tiring and it's very fun. No wonder celebrities are obsessed with it."

Indeed,

'He always goes to play golf alone.'

My mother also plays, but only occasionally, while my father goes frequently.

Every time he went, he looked so lonely carrying his golf bag alone.

I wanted to learn golf because I felt sorry for my father.

"Let's eat quickly and go. I'm an expert in golf, so I'll guide you."

My father was so excited that his face turned red.

If I said no, I might really get hit.

* * *

The S department store in Cheongdam-dong, due to its location, only had high-end luxury brands.

In my previous life, I never dared to enter such a place.

Even if I did, I would only look around and never buy anything, too afraid to touch anything.

But now, things were different.

"Welcome, sir."

My parents are VIPs at this S department store, so we had a dedicated staff member to assist us.

Seeing the staff follow us around, explaining items and guiding us, it felt like we were in a drama about a wealthy family.

"It's been a long time since I've been to a department store. Look at these prices, bro. They're insane."

Yuna was looking around in amazement.

"If you want something, just buy it. I'll pay for it."

"Eh, no need. I don't usually buy luxury items. I'm not interested, and it's a waste of money. I'd rather buy something delicious with that money."

Yuna preferred eating tteokbokki and beef 10 times over buying a luxury bag.

Come to think of it, in my previous life, Yuna didn't care much about brands and only wore sponsored clothes.

"Wow, you really look good in anything because of your good looks."

My father was beaming at the staff's compliments.

"Hmm. Our son takes after me and looks good in clothes."

"Haha, that's true. It's all thanks to you, sir."

When I came out in the golf wear, the staff complimented me and my father at the same time.

This is what salespeople do—flattering the customer to boost their mood.

"Bro, you really look good. The other clothes looked good too, but this one is great."

The golf wear, being bright and not something I usually wear, looked even more vibrant.

My father swiped his card generously and bought all the clothes I tried on.

"We don't need to buy so much......"

"It's fine. It's for my child. I should at least do this much. And it's better to have more of these."

After buying a pile of clothes, we moved to the golf club store.

This place not only sold clubs but also had a screen where you could try swinging and hitting balls to find the right club for you.

"This is a place I often use. It's very helpful."

"Is that so?"

I subtly checked the price of the clubs.

"......"

I was speechless at the price of the golf wear, but this was even more shocking.

How could a thin piece of metal, thinner than a baseball bat, cost so much?

This is why people buy used golf clubs.

"Ah, you've never played golf before?"

"Yes, but since our son is starting, I want to buy the right equipment. Can you help us?"

"Of course. It's an honor to sell my first club to such a famous person."

The store employee handed me his business card.

It read, "Kim Myung-han Pro."

"Since you don't know how to swing, I'll show you. It's not as difficult as you might think. I'll guide you slowly."

"Ah, yes."

Kim Myung-han Pro demonstrated a slow swing.

"Watch me swing slowly. Just do the same. Can you try to get into position?"

He handed me an iron labeled 7 and helped me get into position.

At that moment, I felt an aura from Kim Myung-han Pro seeping into me.

I absorbed the aura and slowly got into position.

"Wow, for a first-timer, you have a great stance. Is this really your first time? Your shoulders are relaxed, and your wrists are in the right position. Your grip is good too."

He then showed me how to swing.

"Here, raise your arms straight and bring them up to this point, then bring them back down, turning your wrists to hit the ball. Let's try a gentle swing first. Don't worry about your stance, just focus on hitting the ball."

"Ah, yes."

I followed his instructions and slowly raised my backswing.

Then,

Whoosh! Crack!

I hit the ball hard.

The finish position, influenced by the aura, was perfect.

The ball flew straight and far in the screen.

"......"

After finishing the swing, I glanced back.

Kim Myung-han Pro was staring at me with a stunned look.

"O-Oh, this is really your first time, right?"

Kim Myung-han Pro's voice was trembling.