episode_0023

“Check-in has been completed. Let’s quickly find a place to go.”

After looking around the hotel, which was as luxurious and clean as it was expensive, I placed my hand on the soft bed and nodded.

Since I was out and about all day today, I decided to postpone jumping into bed until after I showered.

Although it was a double room, it was more spacious than expected and was equipped with many facilities.

As I put my bag down in a corner, the weight that had been weighing me down on my shoulders the entire time I was moving disappeared and I felt relieved.

I tapped my shoulder while stretching. As I approached the window and looked outside, I saw a beautiful night view.

“Good. Today is tripe.”

“Yes, yes.”

My sister nodded to me and opened her mouth as if she had already decided what she wanted to eat.

I had no particular desire to eat anything, so I shrugged and followed my sister.

“There are so many people. Is it because it’s Friday?”

The time marked 6 o’clock, and we were walking down the alley alone.

A different atmosphere from Daehakro welcomed us, and my sister took it in with sparkling eyes.

Even if you decided what to eat, deciding which restaurant to go to was a different matter.

“Let’s go there. There are a decent amount of people, and I just searched and it said it was a good restaurant.”

“It’s a good restaurant, but why are there only a few people?”

“The peak time for a tripe restaurant like that is at 8 o’clock, right? That’s just because I go in early.”

“I see… ?”

As I was walking for a while, my older sister, who was tapping her phone hard, caught me.

I stopped at my sister’s hand gesture and looked at the place she pointed to.

I heard bustling noises, and a delicious smell filled my nose.

My older sister pointed to the restaurant in front of me with a confident expression, and I tilted my head and asked her.

My sister patted my chest, saying that was normal at this time, and then went into the store.

It seemed like they had no intention of listening to my opinion.

“Come on, let’s eat. Ta-da!.”

I went in and ordered assorted tripe and a bottle of soju.

After a few minutes, the iron plate came out, and soju came out at the same time.

My sister shook the green bottle in a circle in the air and hit the bottom.

If you become a college student and go to a bar, do you automatically learn those skills?

After both glasses were full, my sister and I grabbed small glasses and clinked them against each other.

I heard a refreshing sound, and I followed my sister and took a sip of the drink in one go.

“Well, I think it might not suit someone like me who likes sweet things… ”

“It was all like that at first. However, if you go later, some people like to drink because of the atmosphere.”

After drinking a glass of alcohol, I picked up my chopsticks and put some food in my mouth.

For me, who likes sweet things, the alcohol seemed too bitter.

I chewed my food for a long time on purpose to get rid of the bitter taste that remained in my mouth.

When I sneered and fixed my eyes on the glass of alcohol, my sister laughed and waved her hand in the air, as if she was amused by me.

If you like people because of the atmosphere, doesn’t that mean you like people more than alcohol?

Maybe it was because I was still young, but I felt like it was a little difficult to understand what my sister was saying.

“But Hansol. Do you really like me?”

We shared a glass and talked about school, and when we each drank a bottle, my sister asked me carefully.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but I felt a little hot and my face felt hot.

Even though I only drank one bottle, I felt like I was getting a little drunk.

Is everything like this in the first place? Or am I just a weak drinker? I couldn’t quite figure it out. And I didn’t know what my sister’s intention was.

After hearing my sister’s question, I paused and racked my brain to figure out her intention.

“… I don’t have any intention.”

“Good.”

My sister must have read my thoughts as she shrugged her shoulders and spoke first.

I looked at my sister like that for a moment, then broke the silence and opened my mouth.

No matter what my intentions were, I felt like my feelings would not change, so I answered with a firm expression.

Then my sister looked at me, making a snorting sound, saying “hmmm.”.

The rate at which food was decreasing was gradually slowing down, but the rate at which empty liquor bottles were increasing was accelerating.

I’m already on my third bottle. The alcohol being filled into a small glass seemed to make me feel more and more strange.

My sister said she can drink two bottles, but am I not allowed to drink more than that? I also had this thought.

“Which one do you like? Are you just saying you like it because you’ve been doing it since middle school?”

“… No.”

My sister looked at me with a red face and raised her glass.

The refreshing sound of glasses clinking together was heard, and my sister tilted her head, emptied the glass in one go, and then asked me.

Behind the question of which was better, I heard an uneasy feeling somewhere.

When my sister asked me which one I liked, there were so many that I couldn’t list them all at once.

What do you like about it? I had never even thought about that.

It was nice to be next to him, it was nice to make eye contact, and it was nice to hold his hand. I’ve never thought about where it’s better because it’s good just to be by my side.

As my sister said, I was lonely, so I had no intention of holding on to my sister by saying I liked her just to vent my sexual desires.

“Then what is it? Which one is really better?”

“Sister, are you drunk?”

When I denied what my sister said, she slammed the glass in her hand down on the table.

widely! After hitting me hard, my sister leaned forward and looked into my eyes.

He didn’t take his eyes off me, like he was trying to see if I was lying.

I glanced around and dropped my sister, who was close to me, to calm her down.

Anyway, I thought it was a bit odd to talk about this in a place with so many people.

“I’m not drunk yet, I’m just asking. You’re curious. Unless you’re drinking, there aren’t many opportunities to talk about things like this, and it’s hard to ask these questions sober, and it’s hard to listen, right?”

It was meant to evade the answer, but my sister sneered and leaned back a little.

My older sister turned her head the other way and confessed her true feelings without making eye contact with me.

I didn’t know what it meant by saying that I liked drinking because of the atmosphere, but I felt like I could understand it a little bit if that was what it meant.

It was a little funny and sad that he drank to express his true feelings.

“It’s just nice to be next to you.”

I thought for a while about a question I had never really thought about, a question I didn’t know how to answer.

Then, as if to hide his embarrassment, he lowered his gaze and shrugged his shoulders.

I answered in a deliberately sly voice, but my face felt hot as if I couldn’t hide my embarrassment.

No, is it because of the alcohol that I feel hot? I couldn’t tell if my face was hot because I said something embarrassing or because I had been drinking.

“Fuha. Really?”

Sister, unlike before, we are siblings. I didn’t say anything like that.

I just smiled and refilled my empty glass.

I was only focusing on my sister’s voice, leaving behind the noisy voices around me.

All I could see was my sister’s face, and only my sister’s voice was heard in my ears.

So we clinked our glasses loudly again.

“Wow. How much did you drink… ? I feel drunk.”

I never knew that talking about this or that pointless thing or having no nutritional value could be this much fun.

After talking for a while, my sister looked at the bottle she had emptied for the last time and shook it.

Then he started counting the bottles lined up on the floor to see how much he had drunk.

I didn’t realize it when I just poured it into my mouth, but it seemed like I emptied quite a bit.

“Six bottles… ? Ugh, this is making me crazy.”

My sister, who was counting the bottles on the floor, held her pounding head and looked for water.

But my sister was really drunk, so she didn’t even count the bottles on the table.

At first, I thought my drinking capacity was low because my face got hot after I emptied the bottle, but after eating it, I was glad that it wasn’t like that.

It’s bitter, so why eat it? As I drank alcohol while talking with my sister, I felt like I could drink it without hesitation.

I thought it was good because it made it easier for me to reveal my hidden feelings.

“Shall we go back soon?”

“What time is it?”

“8 o’clock. Two hours have passed.”

It seemed like my sister would get worse if she drank more, so I asked as I slowly got ready to go.

My older sister sat on a chair for a moment, lowering her head and catching her breath.

When I answered by pointing to my watch, my sister slowly nodded and got up from the chair.

My sister’s unsteady steps made me anxious.

“Be careful.”

“Please help me a little… .”

When I carefully approached my older sister and supported her, she leaned in a little more as if she was being pampered.

After paying the bill, the road back to the hotel felt quite long.

Not only was my sister drunk, I was also drunk and it was quite difficult.

I don’t know if I can go back and wash up.

“I’m finally back.”

8:30. Normally, I would have been able to come back faster, but because my sister was drunk, I had to stop and wait every step of the way, so it took quite a while. In the end, it was nice to be able to stop by a convenience store and buy condoms.

“Sister. Don’t you wash it?”

“It’s hard… I need to wash it though.”

My older sister, who came into the room, stumbled and threw herself onto the bed.

When I pointed to the bathroom next to me and looked at my sister’s expression, she was lying on the bed without any sign of movement.

My older sister, who came in smelling of alcohol, began to take off her clothes one by one, probably because it was getting hotter.

The lines of the body were beautiful, and soon my sister’s body came into view.

I wasn’t sure if she was taking it off to wash or just out of habit, but I was so drunk that I was losing patience with my older sister.

“… Ugh. Take it off.”

My older sister, whose tail began to droop, fumbled with the skirt hanging around her legs and asked me a favor.

I quietly walked up to her, placed my hand on her thigh, and slowly caressed her skin.

After enjoying it for a while, I was able to take off my sister’s skirt around her knees.

“Wow… .”

I was so caught up in my sister’s appearance with my mouth open that I could only let out exclamations.

The sight of her wearing matching underwear and black stockings that covered her thighs was very attractive.

I swallowed my saliva and took a step closer to my sister who was lying down.

“… Really, do you like me?”

My sister asked again the question she had asked at the bar.

However, unlike before, my sister’s focus was blurred, and I could see that the atmosphere was clearly different.

I was wondering what to answer to this question.

“I really like it.”

I don’t know what my sister is thinking.

I couldn’t even tell what my sister was feeling.

But now that I knew exactly what I was feeling, I took one step closer.

I climbed up on my knees on the bed and was able to get on top of my sister.

“Why do you like me? We can’t come true.”

After hearing what I said, my sister started talking about something more realistic than before.

My sister, who was drunk, did not speak as considerately as before.

Then, I thought that now might be the time to find out my sister’s true feelings.

I wondered if I could hear from my sister what she thought of me.

I looked down at my sister who was lying down without saying anything and held her hand.

“… Why?”

Since I didn’t say anything, my sister seemed to be frustrated and pressed me for an answer in a dull voice.

Still, I didn’t say anything.

Just like when we were at the movie theater earlier, I just hugged my sister and exchanged deep gazes.

“Intake. Ugh, yeah.”

After staring at each other for a while, I slowly brought my face closer to him.

Although I knew that my eyes were getting closer, my sister did not avoid me.

I felt the warmth of their lips, and their breaths touched each other.

I moved my mouth to mix the saliva little by little, then stuck out my tongue and traced my lips.

slowly. They moved their tongues and swirled around each other’s mouths, intertwined their tongues and licked repeatedly.

As if that wasn’t enough, we tried to move our faces to look inside each other’s mouths a little more.

“Puha.”

After exchanging tongues for a really long time, we became increasingly out of breath.

I mixed my tongue with my tongue until I couldn’t breathe and then opened my mouth.

I moved my body first, thinking that I could act accidentally.

After drinking and getting drunk, all I could think about was that I could do something right away.

In my sister’s question, a genuine and realistic concern remained. I didn’t have an answer that could solve it.

I just like my sister, and I’m just being foolish. Because we are just turning our eyes away from that reality.

“Close your eyes.”

If my older sister continued to question and worry about my relationship with me, I felt like I couldn’t maintain this relationship for as long as I thought.

I had a year to spare, and I tried to spend the time leisurely, catering to my older sister, but it didn’t seem like things would go as planned.

To calm my anxious mind, I took a deep breath and stared at my sister.

If I follow my sister’s pace, I will only distance myself from her without being able to properly answer her questions.

In that case, I had no choice but to force myself to go at my own pace.

In the end, maybe I had no choice but to be like this.