episode_0097

“Oh, you’ve come after a long time. Our Soeun.”

It was surely not something that could be dismissed with the word ‘long time’.

From Mom’s perspective, it must have been as astonishing as doubting if tomorrow’s sunrise would rise from the west.

And no wonder, because she had met Soeun, who had come by her own volition.

The indifferent prodigal child, who had lived her entire life as she pleased, rarely listening to her parents’ words of support, had returned home on her own.

Her mother, Jung Sooran, couldn’t hide her complex emotions upon seeing Soeun, who had come to the hotel with me.

The face she encountered after a long time was both welcoming and awkward.

Even though she was clearly her own daughter, the act of conversing itself felt so awkward after such a long time that it seemed harder than talking to a stranger.

“Yes.

That is, I went through a few things.”

“? What do you mean by a few things? What happened?”

“That is, it’s something difficult to tell Mom…”

“Wh-what could it be?

Uhm… that son-in-law I only saw in pictures… no, what did you go through in that country?”

At that, Soeun subtly wiped away a tear.

Just like that, she choked out her words with a nasal, tearful voice.

“Umm… the truth is—”

Soeun said that her married life was actually not happy.

She said that her rotten husband would resort to physical violence whenever his business didn’t go well after marriage, and even secretly did drugs, even encouraging her to try them.

She complained that she had spent a terrible time dealing with a husband steeped in violence, drugs, and alcohol.

She literally compared her husband to the world’s greatest trash.

‘That kid is really shameless….’

As you know, it was 99% pure BS.

Among this long and tedious story she spun, only ‘divorce’ was somewhat true.

Even that wasn’t her own decision; I had taken care of the administrative processing in that country myself.

To sum up Cha Soeun’s life, it felt like a lie itself.

Even with me, who knew the entire truth, sitting beside her, she was so shameless she didn’t even wet her lips, but,

“Oh, my goodness….”

There was no parent in the world who could win against their child.

The naive Mom seemed to believe everything, listening attentively from beginning to end.

She fell for the youngest’s cunning acting, becoming overly engrossed as she listened to her daughter’s complaints.

Soeun, who had been sniffling about how hard it was, cheerfully concluded her story as if she were a drama protagonist who had overcome trauma.

“Still, I’m fine.

It all got resolved thanks to Oppa. I was really lonely and had a hard time… but thanks to Oppa, I’ve decided to start over again in Korea!”

“Doyeon… helped you?”

“Yes!

Oppa, they say you’re doing well these days, right? So I wondered if this problem would be okay, but you readily stepped up to help.”

“…….”

That would depend on the perspective from which one heard it.

Because it was true that I had imprisoned my sister, who was recklessly running wild, and then educated her.

‘By the way, what does making money have to do with divorce?’

If I were to pick at it, Soeun’s storytelling was jumbled, but Mom understood it by the general flow.

She roughly understood that I, her Oppa, had intervened in her difficult marriage and even resolved the divorce.

Perhaps moved by something, Mom grasped my hand, which was resting beside her, and whispered.

“Doyeon… I feel like I’m really indebted to you.

To think that you care so much for our family, which was truly about to scatter… You’ve resolved everything that Dad couldn’t do in his lifetime… I truly feel like I’ve misunderstood you my entire life.”

“Well….”

[‘Mom Jung Sooran’s’ trust towards you has greatly increased from 46% → 77%!]

[The stage has elevated from ‘Reliable Son’ to ‘Is this kid really my son?’]

While the fact that I had gained Jung Sooran’s favorability was encouraging, the excessive emotional overflow was becoming embarrassing for me.

It was truly a farce.

A rigged farce where only Mom was being fooled.

*

“Hehe, how was it? I acted so well, like I could slap an actor, right?”

The women’s restroom, which my younger sister and I had entered after briefly leaving our seats.

She fixed her smudged makeup, which had blurred from the tears she’d shed, claiming she’d been slapped. I replied preposterously to Soeun, who was tapping foundation onto her face in front of the mirror.

“Does your acting talent only appear when you’re fooling our parents?”

“I guess so. Maybe it’s because I’ve been constantly fooling Mom and Dad since I was little, but whenever I stand in front of them, lies just flow out of me naturally?

Ah! Dad’s gone now, though.”

As you know, the reality was this.

While returning to Korea on the plane together, Soeun and I had gotten our stories straight.

We concocted a story beforehand, while also reassuring Mom.

It was simply that if we told her the truth about what happened in the Philippines, she would faint on the spot, so we needed to adapt and create our own version.

Instead, we decided to use this as a good opportunity.

With the intention of reporting to reassure Mom, and also to earn points for myself.

The reason Soeun reluctantly got involved in spinning this story with me was this.

“So,”

“? So what?”

As I turned to look at Soeun, who was looking back from the sink,

“You want to look that good to Mom?

You want to curry favor with Mom too, just like you did with me? Hmph… Oppa, you’re truly incorrigible in a different sense.”

My objective, which I had previously confessed to Soeun, just as I had with Hwaryeon Noona.

I had confessed that I lusted after Mom too, and surprisingly, Soeun accepted this.

At the time, I had dismissed it as her being too docile in accepting it, but now, upon asking for the reason anew, she replied as if it were obvious.

“Well, if you did it with Hwaryeon Unnie, of course your eyes would turn to Mom too, wouldn’t they?

Ever since I was little, I’ve only heard that I completely resemble Mom. Honestly, if I were a man, I don’t think I could have left Mom alone either.”

“You make dangerous remarks without hesitation….”

“It’s better than someone who actually *does* such dangerous things!”

Thwack!

Then she closed the foundation case.

With her neatly reapplied makeup, she exuded a strong powdery scent and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“What kind of face would Mom make if she knew this naughty, unruly Oppa of hers excitedly screwed me after contracting to get his younger sister pregnant twice?♥”

“…….”

“Umm, pervert…♥ My cute younger sister leans in, and you immediately grab my butt?”

As my sister pushed her body closer in a short skirt that revealed her thighs, I embraced her butt.

As she remained in my embrace and stood on tiptoes, she reflexively stuck out her tongue.

“Umm, yes… deeper— *Smooch, smooch*… *Gulp*♥”

Now a natural occurrence, the siblings’ kiss.

True to Soeun’s personality, she indulged freely, as if committing it whenever the mood struck.

“Whew, Oppa, you’re really good at kissing….”

“You’re the one who’s gotten much more natural after doing it a few times, aren’t you?”

“Hehe♥ After having sex with Oppa once, you stopped looking like Oppa to me.”

“Then what do I look like?”

“Like a reliable older boyfriend I just started dating?”

She smiled with her eyes, employing all sorts of charming acts.

While she was exceptionally skilled at lying, Soeun was indeed pretty enough to be sly and think, ‘So what if it’s a lie?’

*Swish swish*♥

Moreover, as if to imply that this time, it wasn’t a lie, she swayed her butt provocatively while in my embrace, setting the mood.

After we had some sex together, she was openly sending signals.

“Are you really going to do it here?”

“Yes…♥

Maybe, after the sex in prison, I truly started liking Oppa. It seems like a lot has built up in various ways because Oppa imprisoned me. So—”

As if already in the mood, she rubbed her front against that spot.

Looking up at me with eyes that couldn’t hold back,

“Do it more, like we did on the plane♥”

Soeun must have been popular.

Charm so skilled that men couldn’t leave her alone.

While her pretty face and gestures, inherited from her mother, were certainly alluring,

“Later.”

“Ah!”

I pushed her away.

My sister glared up at me, pouting, as if she hadn’t expected to be rejected.

“Why!? You did it so much until we returned from the Philippines!”

Regardless of whether she chattered on, I adjusted the tie I had been about to take off and tightened it.

“A guest will be here soon, so I can’t.

I’m supposed to meet my aunt here today.”

“…Aunt? Did we have an aunt?”

Aunt Jung Chaewon.

Upon hearing my news of returning to Korea via messenger and that she was visiting Mom’s hotel, she decided to come straight here.

When she heard I was going to Mom’s hotel, she rushed over as if she had been waiting.

‘Why is she suddenly coming all the way here?’

That was unexpected.

Until now, Aunt Chaewon had always been passive.

I figured she was gradually adapting to external life and found staying home boring, so she seized the opportunity.

On the other hand, Soeun wracked her brain at the mention of ‘Aunt’ and then, as if she had barely remembered, opened her mouth.

“Hmm…”

Ah! If you mean Aunt, are you talking about that recluse, that loser who just stays cooped up at home?”

“Ha…

It’s not for me to say, but you should at least live with some basic manners.”

“Ouch!”

Thwack!

I flicked her forehead.

At that, Soeun puffed up her cheeks.

As if the mood had been completely broken by this blow, she huffed and grabbed the makeshift luxury bag she had placed near the sink.

“Then I’m done too!

I’ve told Mom the story as promised with Oppa, so I’m just going to rest at home now.”

“Are you going to leave without even greeting Aunt?”

“I barely talked to her when I was little, so what am I supposed to say now?

It’ll clearly just be awkward between us, so I’ll be going.”

With that, she abruptly opened the restroom door and exited.

‘She must be tired.’

We had been together on the way here, and her boring prison life must have been long.

There was no particular reason or business to hold back my sister, who was going back to rest.

So I left her alone,

“Ah, something Oppa forgot!”

She had gone out but immediately returned.

*Smooch.*

She threw herself into my arms and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Then, giggling, she grinned slyly,

“Since we’ve decided to date as siblings anyway, let’s go shopping together next time, Oppa♥ It’ll definitely be fun, so promise me, okay?”

After getting such a promise, she turned back.

After waving her hand lightly, she disappeared with a mischievous smile.

‘……She’s the exact opposite of Hwaryeon Noona, she really does have a foxy side.’

If Hwaryeon Noona was like a dog or a bear in image, her younger sister Soeun was a perfect fox.

Perhaps thanks to receiving many advances, she knew how to win men’s favor and had a unique ‘princess movement’ that came from knowing she was pretty.

If one were to nitpick, she was a princess with a shattered personality, but since she was actually pretty, there was no room for argument.

“Hmm… Shall I go back to my seat now?”

I also moved.

As I couldn’t loiter in the women’s restroom, just as I was about to open the door,

“…Why are you here?”

“Ah! Aunt.”

Jung Chaewon, who I met right at the door with precise timing.

The direction she had walked from was exactly the direction Soeun had exited.

But Aunt’s expression wasn’t particularly good.

More than the fact that I had come out of the women’s restroom, she narrowed her eyes, suspecting what exactly I had ‘done’ in there.

“That girl who just passed. Is she a new whore you’re playing with?”

“Excuse me?”

Twirling her long hair,

“Well… while I won’t interfere with your womanizing, isn’t this rude even during a time you specifically arranged with me?”

Aunt was slightly angry.

Feigning indifference, she overtly cornered me as if it were merely an issue of etiquette.

Meanwhile, I was so dumbfounded that I quickly pointed out,

“…That’s my sister.

Cha Soeun. Does Aunt not even know her niece’s face?”

“Ah……”

At that, she twisted her hair even more, as if she had made a mistake.

It seemed Jung Chaewon and Cha Soeun didn’t even know each other’s faces.

Aunt, pretending not to have noticed anything after having been so conscious of it, subtly turned her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.