episode_0064
by fnovelpia(new)
Their bodies naturally came into contact with each other as their arms wrapped around their necks, their soft and squishy female bodies touching.
I was too busy enjoying the view.
Moreover, because the other person was love, my feelings were even more like that.
“Ugh, ugh… .”
In addition, the slight pain spreading from the lips had a strange corner.
Of course, the bitter taste of iron spreading in my mouth was unpleasant, but somehow it wasn’t so bad.
It’s like cutting your fingernails short and then continuing to touch the flesh underneath, even though you know it will sting.
And even though it was clearly unpleasant to touch the needle in my mouth, I kept rolling it with my tongue.
There was something addictive about the strange pain spreading from these lips.
I don’t think this is the only reason I didn’t push Sarang away, but I thought so.
“Ugh… .”
But that didn’t mean the pain would go away.
There was just a pleasure that bloomed strangely even in this pain.
So I waited.
I hope the excited love calms down.
And I felt him watching my expression as I didn’t respond.
The sparkling eyes settle down.
Thump, thump, the heart that was beating so fast becomes quiet.
“Tsk tsk… .”
My bright red blood was on the lips of Sarang-i, who was moving away with her mouth hanging open.
licking
I just watch him lick it again and swallow his saliva down his throat.
“Haaah… Huh… .”
Sarangi’s deep sighs continue.
Now that he had calmed down a bit, I waited to hear what he would say.
If you act up, I will stop you.
If you apologized, I would accept it.
“… Oppa.”
We sat across from each other with only enough space between our heads to fit a single head.
And then the little love’s mouth started to move, and then it began to open.
“… You like my sister… ?”
“… Yeah.”
“Then… What about me? I don’t like it?”
If it’s a simple dichotomy of like and dislike, my answer is clearly that I like it.
But, that won’t be the answer that Sarang wants… and that won’t be the answer that I can give either.
“I like it… I like it-”
“Then! Then that’s it… What more do you need to say…?”
Sarang-i was spitting and getting heated up.
It was so hot that I could feel the heat.
“… Darling, you’re still young.”
It was a very fatalistic statement, and it sounded plausible to us.
“Me…? Do you think I’m still a kid?”
Sarang’s voice was sorrowful.
And it was so desperate.
But, the love reflected in my eyes looked like a straw fire.
A straw fire that catches fire with a start, but then quickly goes out.
The way he acted towards me and towards Arum was also like that, he always seemed to be in a hurry.
I don’t know what’s so urgent, but it seems like he’s being chased and conveys his feelings to me.
That seemed too precarious to me.
“… Yeah. Like a child.”
“Heh, hehehe… .”
Sarangi laughs in amazement.
He looked like he couldn’t believe it.
It seemed like he didn’t understand what I was saying.
It all came into view.
“So, first, would you like to take some more time and think about it? Do you really like me, or is it an illusion-”
“Wrong!! Wrong, wrong… !! Oh, no… Haa, huh… I’m sorry for screaming… .”
Sarang’s face is distorted.
I could see the pained expression on his face… and yet he was trying so hard to act calm, and it broke my heart.
“… I didn’t yell at you, oppa. I was just so frustrated, so… so I did that… .”
Sarang speaks to me as if making excuses with a very gloomy face.
I had nothing else to say, so I raised my hand, thinking I could at least pat her on the head.
… … and then it goes back down again.
“… … .”
“… … .”
The dead silence continues.
There was a strong sense of awkwardness in the air, but I couldn’t break the mood.
“… How long do you have to wait?”
And then, from Sarang’s opened mouth again, words that were a bit unexpected came out.
“… Huh?”
“My brother said to give it a little more time. Then how long do I have to wait?”
“Ah… So… .”
The gloomy expression that had been there just a moment ago was nowhere to be found.
He just keeps questioning me with his eyes shining again.
“Please tell me exactly. How old am I considered a child?”
I am dumbfounded by Sarang’s bold question.
That wasn’t what she meant, but Sarang said it as if she was really waiting for the moment when she would no longer be a child.
“Shinsarang.”
“Yes.”
“Haa… I don’t think age matters.”
“… Really?”
He stared at me with eyes that said he really didn’t know.
“You said you liked me since I was little?”
“Yes… I liked it! And since I was really young… .”
“Has it always been like that? Always? No one else, just me?”
“… … .”
Love was also engrossed in my serious question.
Sometimes he would groan to himself and sometimes he would take deep breaths.
“Haaah… Yes. I was always… Oh, oppa. Every time. And always, always… .”
He speaks in a confident tone.
Still, I thought there might be one or two other people, but when I met those serious eyes, I felt like I couldn’t ask again, even if it was just empty words.
“… How long do you think that will last? When I go to college, there will be people who are better looking, taller, kinder, richer, more educated, and more amazing than me. But I still think I am the best and will always be first?”
It was a bit vulgar and harsh.
But, this is also reality.
If love were just a certain level of appearance, then countless men would be around her, even if they didn’t know it.
This is not simply a matter of believing or not believing.
The love that was inside the well, only sees the scenery outside the well differently.
I think it’s such an obvious truth.
“… … Why, why do you say that?”
“What?”
“Why… If I meet someone better than you, do you think I would… do that? It’s just because you’re better… .”
That was so obvious… I was about to say that, but I swallowed my words as I looked at Sarang with tears in her eyes.
“Hehehe…! Then what if I still like you when I go to college? Hmph! Heh… Then what should I do then? Will you be my boyfriend?”
“Ha… Love… I love A-reum-”
“Okay, are you okay… Yes? Unnie, so… Can we meet secretly? Yes? ”
“Heh, heh heh heh… .”
Sarang was bold.
And as he was young, he was full of energy.
Although we were only a few years apart in age, I felt a warmth through Sarang that I didn’t have.
“… … You want me to straddle the fence?”
“Ugh! Oh, yes… That’s okay… Can’t you just wait until I go to college? And in the meantime, I might break up with you? Yes? ”
“… … .”
Now that I think about it, A-reum and I only confirmed each other’s feelings.
We never talked about whether we were dating or what our relationship was.
“… … Oppa, you’re not dating your sister… ? Right?”
“Ah… .”
Only at times like this did Sarang, who was quick-witted, stick her head out in front of me.
A small smile spreads across her tear-filled face.
“Oppaaa!”
And then he digs into my arms and buries his face in my chest.
“Hehehe… I still have a chance… ? Is that so?”
“Haa, I said no? I like A-reum. Really… .”
“Hehehe… I got it… Who said what?”
“Ah, come out first.”
“No! I’ll be like this.”
“… Oh my, I’m going crazy.”
“I like it so much I think I’m going crazy!”
I finally managed to create a serious atmosphere, but it quickly became a mess.
That wasn’t anything special… No, it wasn’t anything special.
Because I also wanted to talk to Arami about it.
“How long are we going to keep doing this…?”
“Just a minute. Just a little longer, I’ll stay like this. Oh… But, you bumped into me earlier. Are you okay?”
“Oh, you’re worrying so quickly.”
“Ah… Sorry. I’ll check it out now!”
I was lying on the bed with my body half-covered.
Sarangi moves her body slowly and assumes a position of climbing on top of me.
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“I’m not okay. I tasted blood earlier.”
“Ugh… Really… .”
Sarang’s dark face brightened again.
I didn’t want to darken that face again.
I was just thinking about that.
“Ah~ Try it.”
“… … Ah.”
“Bigger.”
“Ah, ahh… .”
“Ugh… It’s a little torn… The wound isn’t that big, but I think I’ll need to apply some medicine.”
“Medicine? The medicine is in the kitchen next to the table… … .”
The corners of Sarang’s lips are long and torn.
Her eyes were shaped like crescent moons, and her long eyelashes fluttered like waves.
And then the finger goes straight into the mouth.
He stuck his tongue out and started licking every nook and cranny of his fingers.
“Choot… Choop, slurp… .”
A strange noise, out of place and out of place, fills the room.
It seemed like the genre had changed to melodrama.
“Sigh… Mom said that if I rubbed it on, everything would get better… .”
“Oh, no. If you’re hurt, you should apply medicine-”
“Shh. The patient is still.”
“Ha, haha… .”
He licks his fingers again for a long time.
Sarang’s pink tongue dripped thick saliva.
“I’ll apply it until I get better.”
His fingers ran over my lips.
And it tickles the area between the upper lip and the teeth.
Next, he touches the lower lip he had bitten.
The wound stung, but somewhere inside, a sweet taste rose.
“Ugh… You have to apply a lot of medicine. Slurp, slurp… .”
It was such a lewd expression that I wondered if she had seen it somewhere and learned it.
And then the finger came into my mouth again.
“Ugh… It hurts.”
“I’m sorry… I’ll take it easy.”
I felt like I was drinking alcohol.
Just as I drank knowing full well that I would get drunk, I also lay still knowing full well that I would get drunk.
My fingers tickle my tongue.
Sarang’s head gradually lowered.
I felt like I was already drunk.
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