Chapter 75: Concerns (2)

Gyeonwoo was precocious and clever for her age.

Sometimes she seemed even more mature than Han Yuyeon herself.

However…

“What? Sex education? Do we… do we really need to do that?”

The problem was that her knowledge came from the cult.

That brilliant mind was filled with biased, corrupted knowledge mixed with strange ideas scraped from the internet.

Han Yuyeon had thought “Ah, she must have some proper knowledge” seeing how Gyeonwoo avoided physical contact with both males and females, but…

“Then do you know how babies are made?”

“Um… well…”

“Well what?”

“Y-you just need to hug and sleep in the same bed!”

She gave such an unexpectedly childish answer.

She was so embarrassed while answering too.

Her eyes rolled around wildly and her face turned so red it looked ready to burst.

If I poked her cheeks now, they might pop like tomatoes.

What did my sister do to our cute Gyeonwoo to make her come home alone?

Tsk tsk.

If anything, I should be grateful for this chance to be alone with her.

“Come here.”

Han Yuyeon sat Gyeonwoo between her legs and rested her chin on top of her small head.

Such a tiny frame that fit perfectly in her arms.

A sweet scent like baby powder or formula.

She slept so deeply on nights with Gyeonwoo that now it was harder to imagine sleeping without her.

If only my sister wasn’t around, I could have Gyeonwoo all to myself…

Sleeping together every other day wasn’t enough with how cozy this was.

As she rubbed her cheek against that soft hair…

Maybe I can convince her to sleep only with me?

Han Yuyeon struggled to contain her desires as she slowly began the actual education.

“No, that’s not right. Think about it. We hug often too, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then I should be pregnant already? You wouldn’t be able to hug Pureumi or sister anymore. Would that be okay?”

“Oh…!”

Gyeonwoo’s head trembled at this seemingly unconsidered possibility.

She had only just discovered the warmth and love of family.

To be alone again… unable to embrace anyone?!

Thanks to Pureumi always clinging to her like a cicada, Gyeonwoo had grown anxious without feeling others’ body heat.

So naturally…

“I-I read online that same-sex people need to rub together enough to melt the North Pole!”

That was exactly the problem.

Han Yuyeon couldn’t help but snicker.

Oh how adorable.

Acting all grown up but saying such cute things.

“That’s not right. Listen carefully to what sister’s going to explain, okay?”

She began explaining in an unusually gentle voice.

The differences between men and women.

What happens to make babies.

Unlike what Gyeonwoo said, where society draws the line for “lewd” behavior, and so on.

Though it was all basic information, she was so embarrassed.

Even Han Yuyeon, who had sworn off excessive teasing after overhearing Gyeonwoo’s self-talk, couldn’t help but play a little prank.

“So our Gyeonwoo was quite the pervert? Hugging sisters so casually thinking that sleeping together makes babies?”

Han Yuyeon deliberately let out an exaggerated “Kyaaa!” and covered her modest chest, though there was nothing to hide.

Her back naturally arched with arms pressed against her already stiff body in their embrace.

“Um, you said you’d answer any questions I had, right?”

“Huh? Yeah, that’s right.”

Instead of answering the awkward question, Gyeonwoo chose a new approach.

She couldn’t just tell sister directly.

That she didn’t want to reject hugs because they expressed love.

That anything was fine with sisters who loved her despite having nothing.

Such answers would… literally kill her from embarrassment!

So she hastily brought up something else she’d been curious about.

“Why is it bad to have small breasts?”

A magical question that instantly turned Han Yuyeon to stone.

“Urk…”

“Sister?”

My heart… it hurts.

I never imagined Gyeonwoo would ask something like this!

That crazy pig of a sister Han Dayeon!

Always teasing me about being flat-chested in front of the kids, making them develop weird ideas!

She must have hogged all the nutrients like a pig in their mother’s womb.

Despite being sisters, their enormous size difference had led to a lifetime of teasing.

She couldn’t ignore the question since she’d promised to answer anything if Gyeonwoo focused on the lesson.

And she couldn’t blame innocent Gyeonwoo either.

“Gyeonwoo, listen carefully. A woman isn’t just her breasts.”

“…What?”

Han Yuyeon forgot about teasing and urgently lifted Gyeonwoo to face her.

Huh?

Sister’s eyes…?

Gyeonwoo’s shoulders trembled at Han Yuyeon’s never-before-seen manic gaze.

She could feel intense heat radiating from her.

Did I… make a mistake?

“See, they’re still bigger and softer than men’s? And women are about hips and lower body. When humans were apes walking on four legs, they looked at butts. So it’s natural to find more appeal there. Plus it’s important for childbirth.”

“S-sister?!”

“And big breasts are bad for Awakened activities. When you need to run and fight hard, those monstrosities just bounce painfully. What if they get caught on something? You’d die. So don’t have weird prejudices about small breasts being bad, okay?”

Her excuses came at a speed that would make even famous rappers feel outclassed.

Her pronunciation was so clear and precise that even though Gyeonwoo felt dazed, she could understand everything Han Yuyeon said.

“Besides, um, small breasts have their own appeal too…”

I triggered something bad!

My ears might start bleeding at this rate!

Gyeonwoo’s face had gone pale as she urgently reached out to cover Han Yuyeon’s mouth.

“I-I like sister’s breasts!”

She’d thought their daily bickering was just friendly teasing.

But seeing this reaction, the emotional wounds must run quite deep.

“…Really?”

Even if they were family and it was just teasing…

How could someone tease another person enough to hurt them this much?

She couldn’t hide her disappointment in Han Dayeon.

It must be really bad if just changing “I like you” to “I like your breasts” made her this happy, even though she often said it to both sisters when pressured.

Seeing Han Yuyeon’s desperate reaction, Gyeonwoo spread her arms to hug her.

“Of course. You don’t dislike me and Pureumi for having small chests, right?”

“Of course not! Besides, you’re still young… there’s still hope…”

Dejected.

Her heart ached seeing this weak side of her usually strong sister.

“No! What’s inside matters more than looks. Sister, you’re such a cool hero!”

Ugh… can’t be helped.

She’d wanted to ask about the frustration she felt during the party after the lesson, but sister’s state was too fragile.

“Sniff sniff. Only our Gyeonwoo understands!”

As Han Yuyeon regressed to childlike sobbing…

“Hmph. I won’t sleep with sister Dayeon anymore. She’s too mean to you.”

Gyeonwoo thought of a way to comfort Han Yuyeon.

First, sleeping arrangements.

They’d been taking turns sleeping together every other day, but not anymore!

“R-really?”

“Yes! I don’t want to sleep with mean people!”

Then quietly.

Han Yuyeon kept hugging Gyeonwoo but quickly lowered her head to hide her expression.

To Gyeonwoo it looked like she was hiding embarrassment, but…

Hehehe, serves you right you pig of a sister!

Should’ve stopped teasing me so much!

Now Gyeonwoo will only sleep with me – I wonder how jealous she’ll be?

Her lips trembled imagining that ugly face twisting with envy.

She wanted to laugh in her face right now, but that would just get her scolded by Gyeonwoo.

“B-but you shouldn’t fight with sister?”

Han Yuyeon spoke words she didn’t mean.

At her pitiful voice, Gyeonwoo practically snorted as she raised her voice:

“We can’t let this slide! Emotional wounds last so long! I-I won’t bathe with sister Dayeon anymore, or eat with her, and also…”

Of course, Gyeonwoo knew these punishments she listed were trivial.

If someone else had insulted or hurt her sisters, she would have cut their throat and burned their escaping soul.

But Han Dayeon and Han Yuyeon were already like family in Gyeonwoo’s heart.

She couldn’t and didn’t want to go that far over a family fight.

So she thought of ways to make Han Dayeon feel Han Yuyeon’s pain by taking away moments she enjoyed.

“…R-really?”

“Yes! I won’t even make eye contact or talk to her…”

But as she listened, Han Yuyeon’s expression started looking worse.

At first it had been satisfying and hard not to laugh, but as she kept listening…

Uh… this is getting serious.

At this rate sister might have a breakdown or go crazy…?

She realized Gyeonwoo’s words were essentially a death threat.