Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can

“Want me to give you something? Is there anything you want to do? Hm?”

“Uh… just put me down….”

“Go on, just eat him up. He said he doesn’t like it.”

Kim Jihwan took off his coat to stop Cha Gwonhyeok.

I cheered inwardly at that. At this rate, we could blow out the candles on the cake, and I could slip away when the time was right. If possible, I could get rid of the keyword too.

I had to go to school tomorrow, so I absolutely needed to return to my original form.

“Should I? Should I eat you?”

“Aaah! Hyung!”

As if holding me captive and tormenting me wasn’t enough, Cha Gwonhyeok outright put my cheek in his mouth and started biting it. I desperately reached my arms toward Kim Jihwan and begged for help.

“Jihwan-hyung! Please report him for child abuse!”

“You even know the term child abuse?”

Kim Jihwan tilted his head and asked me that in the middle of all this.

I flinched inwardly.

Ah, right. I’m only about seven years old right now. But wouldn’t a seven-year-old be capable of understanding and saying something like child abuse? Just how far am I supposed to lower my level? What do little kids call the police again….

“Wee-woo, wee-woo…?”

“…….”

Silence fell in an instant.

This is humiliating. Acting like a little kid.

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I took a moment to organize my thoughts about the newly appeared system window and all the ones I had encountered so far.

The system window that displayed Affection and Karma.

The system window that appeared for minigames.

The system window that appeared for daily quests.

And the newly appeared draw system window.

Except for the first system window, the timing of every single one was random. Since it didn’t harm anyone else, the fourth system window seemed to be the most docile of the lot.

The keyword will be cleared when Kim Jihwan feels love.

The Keyword Draw had definitely said that this ‘Younger Top’ keyword would be cleared when Kim Jihwan felt love.

Until now, the structure had been that I had to love him, but this time I had to make Kim Jihwan feel love. How was I supposed to make him feel love?

“Belov-ed- Jihwan-hyung-!”

For starters, I pretended to sing and blatantly told him I loved him. Right now, all of us were sitting around the dining table, and I was singing in front of the cake with candles stuck in it.

“Happy- birth-day- to you-!”

Kim Jihwan was staring at the candles on the cake with an annoyed expression, while Cha Gwonhyeok was….

Click click click click.

“Haneul-ah, look over here-.”

He was taking picture after picture of me like an old grandpa at a senior center watching his grandson perform at a talent show. I didn’t avoid the camera. Instead, I made a V sign and leaned even closer toward it. I needed to figure out what would happen to the pictures he took today after I returned to normal.

Once the keyword was cleared, just how would today’s ‘Baek Haneul’ be remembered?

“Haneul-ah, blow out the candles too.”

“Hey, Cha Gwonhyeok, it’s my birthday?”

Cha Gwonhyeok had gone beyond taking pictures and was outright acting as though I were the birthday boy. Kim Jihwan was irritated by it, but he didn’t seriously stop him either.

At this rate, it looked like I really was going to end up blowing out the candles on Kim Jihwan’s birthday cake, so I spoke up first.

“Jihwan-hyung can blow them out first, then we can light them again and I’ll blow them out too.”

Without arguing, Kim Jihwan slightly closed his eyes in front of the candles. Then he gave a light puff and blew them out.

“Hyung, did you make a wish? What did you wish for?”

“I just closed my eyes because I’m sleepy.”

Kim Jihwan replied as though it were a bother, picked up a match, relit the candles, and gestured at me with his eyes. He probably meant for me to blow them out.

I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes, pretending to make a wish. Nothing in particular came to mind, so I simply poured all my desperate longing into wishing that Kim Jihwan would feel love.

Please let me go back to my original body. Please.

Ding.

—Video recording has started.

“Haneul, what did you wish for?”

Cha Gwonhyeok had finally started recording a video too. If he just strung together all the pictures he had taken so far, it seemed like he could make a perfectly natural video, but apparently even that wasn’t enough for him.

More importantly, what was I supposed to say I wished for? What do little kids wish for?

“I wished for reunification so I won’t have to go to the military.”

“Wow.”

The atmosphere instantly stiffened again.

After the wee-woo incident, I had carefully chosen an answer so I wouldn’t look like I had regressed too far into early childhood, but it seemed I had spectacularly screwed up again.

Haa…. Even after possessing this body, during the infant and toddler years I just turned my brain off and ate, slept, and ran around. That’s why I don’t know how I’m supposed to act. Can’t you guys just blur your eyes a little and let it slide?