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Episode 36: Because We’re Family.

Han Seyeon’s expression was close to ‘blank.’

A face devoid of any emotion.

It was consideration for her younger sibling of the opposite gender, a restraint within her heart.

Deep within her heart.

Han Seyeon’s ego knew.

That she harbored emotions towards her younger brother beyond familial love.

Hence, it was a form of restraint.

Twisted emotions desiring to see her brother’s nakedness clashed with over twenty years of ingrained moral values.

As a result, she arrived at a dignified conclusion.

“Let’s get up for now.”

“Mm…”

Detachment.

Simply taking care of her brother as an older sister.

Their household was too poor to hire a caregiver.

It was only fitting that the sole blood relative and guardian took care of him.

Perfect.

No matter how much she thought about it, it was a perfect justification.

Yet, Han Seyeon suppressed her desires deep within her heart.

Because they should never surface on her face.

She slowly moved towards Han Sein.

She took his hand and body, lifting him up.

Without resistance, he entrusted his body to his sole protector.

The once quiet heartbeat began to thump loudly again.

“Should I undress you?”

“I can do it.”

Was it embarrassment?

The faint blush that rose seemed so adorable.

It would be better if he were a bit more embarrassed.

If she empathized with him, she should definitely feel sorry.

Her lovely younger brother looked so pretty and cute.

His school uniform pants not completely pulled up.

The shirt and vest wrapped around his body seemed tight.

Though simple attire, it was enough to tickle Han Seyeon’s heart.

A student.

He was a student.

And that student…

“Oops.”

“Be careful. Just stay still, I’ll do it.”

He was her younger brother.

One of the many people’s fantasies, a student from a prestigious school.

Han Sein wobbled.

He had almost lost his balance while trying to take off his vest alone.

Instinctively, Han Seyeon grabbed his body and closed her lips tightly.

Perilous.

A man who seemed like he would fall if shaken or pushed.

The oddity of this fact exceeded imagination.

However, Han Seyeon showed no sign of it.

Because she was his sister.

His family, his protector.

Beneath the guise she had swallowed.

Her desires were gradually suppressed.

They had to be restrained even if they swelled as if to burst.

It was the result of societal scrutiny and the hypocrisy she had created.

“Hooray.”

“Yeah…”

She slowly lifted the vest.

Since it was her first time caregiving.

Whether dealing with his trembling body or undressing him.

She concentrated enough to calm her rising emotions.

Yet, her pounding heart reverberated once more.

One shirt remained.

Her gestures of undressing him became more skilled.

With her growing expertise, she embraced Han Sein facing the mirror.

Like giving a back hug.

Due to their significant height difference, it was possible.

There was more than a head’s difference.

Thus, Han Sein’s nape nestled snugly between her soft breasts.

Since it was casual wear, it was a thin dress.

Was it because of the exposed skin, or the sensation of her chest?

The reason was unclear, but Han Seyeon felt quite alright.

Before thinking he might share the same sentiment.

It was akin to conveying charm as a woman.

Time passed in uncomfortable silence.

Han Seyeon moved her hands to embrace Han Sein.

It was almost a perfect back hug, yet once again, desire hid beneath the reasons.

“If I do this, you won’t fall, right?”

“Mm…”

Han Sein timidly replied.

The smile in her heart deepened.

An arm slipped between her side.

Completely enveloping his body, his hand was unbuttoning the shirt slowly.

The sensation of the fabric against her wrist and the warmth emanating from within.

Simple stimuli stirred Hanseyeon’s emotions.

The buttons were completely undone.

Slowly, the shirt was grasped and peeled off.

Tossing the garment held in one hand outside.

Her intense gaze captured Hansein’s body.

Skin as soft as white jade.

The tender touch incited a desire to caress.

So tempting that she couldn’t resist placing her hand on his abdomen.

She wanted to touch more, explore further.

He was only half naked.

But why did her desires rise to this extent?

Hanseyeon suppressed the tingling vibration in her lower abdomen and slightly lowered her head.

To avoid seeing herself and Hansein reflected in the mirror.

Afraid her desire-soaked face might be revealed.

She whispered with a hot breath.

Like tickling Hansein’s ear, the fiery temptation echoed.

“Sit here, let’s finish undressing.”

“Uh, okay.”

His voice insinuated deeper.

The final layer.

Once she removed the most important pants and underwear from Hansein…

Gulp.

Hanseyeon swallowed hard.

He didn’t notice a thing.

“Oh…”

“How far did you hike?”

“I climbed a mountain…”

Hansein slowly sat down.

Literally, he hesitated on the toilet seat.

There was no process.

Muscle pain, colloquially known as ‘sore butt,’ was originally like that.

It made it difficult to sit on the toilet and stand up easily.

Anyway.

Hanseyeon knelt down slowly.

Because she would have to shower soon.

Leaving only clothes outside, she closed the door.

Like a princess helping the prince put on his shoes.

Kneeling down, Hanseyeon looked up at him.

“Don’t look…”

“Okay. I won’t look.”

Don’t worry.

I’m not interested.

Hanseyeon concealed her desire behind an indifferent expression.

While her heart raced.

Her expression flipped, assuming the mask of an older sister doing what she had to do.

Hanseyeon’s hand moved towards his waist.

As if saying, “Take off your horn.”

She intended to remove both his pants and underwear simultaneously.

And the thought gradually became reality.

The descending touch.

The sensation of fabric and skin from waist to hip, hip to thigh, felt through clothes and hands.

Soft skin yielding under her fingers.

And then.

Her pounding heart spoke to her incessantly.

Be a little more honest.

Get closer to desire.

The pants and underwear caught around his ankles.

As Hanseyeon roughly tossed the removed clothes, she made a mistake.

What she said was something she had thought and heard.

Quite literally, it was a ‘mistake.’

“Now, again…”

“D-Don’t look…!”

Hanseyeon’s words trailed off.

His slow rising head, his younger brother’s embarrassed plea growing louder.

It should have pierced her ears and flowed out as a response.

But her gaze was too preoccupied with his body.

Thighs so elastic she wanted to grab them full-handed.

Cute belly folded due to sitting posture.

And the modestly sized object that revealed its presence.

Bare and inviting, it evoked a desire to taste.

And in her raised head and gaze, his face was reflected.

A face filled with shame.

Eyes trembling with tears and blush.

Hanseyeon could no longer bear to look at him.

The sensation of his head gently pressing hers.

Having shown his nakedness, the younger brother gently pressed his sister’s head.

Didn’t she say not to look?

Words of reproach flowed from him.

Han Seyeon exhaled Ando’s breath irregularly.

Her younger sibling’s naked body.

Driven by desire, she looked, afraid her uncontrolled expression would give her away.

Lost in sexual desire, she did something she’d regret.

Fearful of exposing her desires.

Thanks to Han Sein’s persistent pressure, she could bow her head deeply.

“Oh, I’m not looking…”

“Sorry, unintentional.”

Her squirming lips and sticky gaze met the ground.

The breath from her lips was hot and rough.

Unstable breathing and heartbeats repeated, stimulating her psyche.

“Come on. Get up. You closed your eyes. Right?”

“Yeah.”

Phew.

Han Seyeon, with a short exhale, rose to her feet.

She showed her tightly shut eyes to her sibling.

A kind of show and a device for reassurance.

It was inevitable.

To wash him, she naturally had to see his body.

To immediately soothe his mind, she falsely bit her tongue.

She rose his body again.

Slowly opening eyes.

Moving from the toilet to the bathroom inside.

Her eyes captured her sibling’s nakedness.

Her trembling legs were unstable.

Though her hands gripped tightly.

Her reliance on her sister remained unchanged for daily life.

And.

“Oh.”

Han Sein and Han Seyeon’s expressions simultaneously contorted.

Han Sein’s expression indicated the annoying effort ahead.

While Han Seyeon’s was dazed by a different stimulation.

It was natural.

Both thought they were heading towards nudity.

But both missed something.

Socks.

Han Seyeon’s eyes narrowed.

No, she was constantly watching him through her eyelashes.

She positioned herself to hear her sibling.

It was a struggle to maintain a faint sense of normalcy.

An action to protect the family in a hazy state of mind.

Movement of a woman unwilling to appear in the news.

Regardless.

Her younger brother’s appearance was so provocative.

Her pounding heart raced faster than after a 6-round bout.

Others might not know, but for Han Seyeon, it was too intense.

Naked without a single feather.

And the only thing wrapped around his foot was a pair of white socks.

Their stark contrast heightened the scene.

Han Seyeon had no choice but to suppress her desires with superhuman strength.