episode_0116

“Doyun-ah, have you been waiting?”

Jiyeon, wearing a thin coat, was walking over from afar. With the sunset behind her, her smile towards me was incredibly lovely.

I responded with a smile. We walked arm in arm around campus.

“This time, the report assignment is completely ridiculous. Did you see it? Ugh… Professor Choi is really a devil, I swear. ‘The Practical Functions and Political Limitations of the Media’? What even is that?”

“…I can’t even get a handle on it. When are you going to write it, Jiyeon? …Want to do it together?”

“Really? But if we write overlapping content, we’ll get caught.”

“Nah… We can just cleverly skirt around that. More importantly, there are many more urgent exams right now. I’m going to study at the school library for a while.”

Jiyeon pulled me close and rubbed her cheek hard against my hair. Saying I was doing well, she bought me a cup of coffee and then left the school gate.

Left alone, I finished studying by 10 PM and boarded the bus home.

I took out my phone to change my music playlist. As I swiped up the screen, a photo of Jiyeon and me, taken recently at the amusement park wearing matching headbands, appeared as my wallpaper.

The photo showed us, each wearing a cat and a mouse headband, with our headbands touching. Her expression, full of pure happiness, made the corners of my lips curl up unconsciously.

-Today’s message is really late. I’m on my way home now. I love you, Jiyeon-ah. Good night.

I sent her a message without hesitation. A reply arrived a moment later.

-It’s already this late? I’m doomed… I lied about studying and have been watching dramas until now…

-What is it? No way, the one you mentioned before? I already finished watching it ages ago. Well, no choice then. You’ll just have to retake the course.

-No, it’s not! I’m not that bad. But Doyun-ah…♥ Can’t I show you my assignment tomorrow?

-Yeah.

-What… are you saying yes or no?! Hey! Please… I’ll really stop watching dramas now…

While exchanging messages with Jiyeon, I had already arrived in front of my house. When I opened the front door, a warm warmth and the rich smell of stew stimulated my nostrils.

“Mom, I’m home!”

“My son is home? Mom was boiling kimchi stew. Eat some stew before you go out tomorrow morning, okay?”

“Ohh… Wow, that looks delicious. The kimchi is perfect, too!”

“Right? I stood in line at the department store to buy it. And I also bought your favorite grilled short rib patties for the fridge, Doyun.”

Unable to contain my joy, I hugged Mom. As always, Mom held me tightly. Just then, a dull thud of a door opening sounded from afar.

“Oh… *sniff sniff*… What’s that delicious smell… Ah, Mommm~ Why is it always delicious food only for Doyun~!”

“Doha, you’re managing your figure. Didn’t you start a diet?”

“The woman who starts a diet every day, Hong Doha. Ah, am I going to crumble like this… Ugh!!”

“I haven’t gained any weight at all… I’m just adjusting for the competition preparation… Hmm…?”

Older Sister Doha snorted and went back into her room.

Even so, I know she secretly came out in the dead of night last time and took a slice of cake. But I was too scared to say anything.

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The next day. I felt like I had a dream, but I couldn’t remember it well. I tried to recall it, but the moment I washed my face, the events in the dream cleanly flew away.

Another day began. My sister, as usual, walked around the living room casually draped in just a towel. When I was flustered at seeing her chest, she even lifted her towel to show her slightly hardened nipples.

Mom had already finished her yoga and was ready to go out from the dressing room.

“Have a safe trip, Mom.”

“I’ll be back. I love you, Doyun-ah.”

Mom kissed my forehead and then left for work. She had already returned to the broadcasting station and was carrying on with her normal duties.

I heard that while Mom was away, the entertainment department actually faced a crisis. Since then, Mom has been busy shuttling between work and home.

“Sister, when is the competition?”

“Next month. But I don’t have high hopes. I’m not a prospect or anything anymore. If it doesn’t work out this time, I’m really going to work as a taekwondo instructor. Teaching taekwondo to kids while attending school, you know.”

Older Sister Doha casually kicks her leg out a few times in the air. Although it would be difficult for her, having already retired, to gain renewed attention now, my sister still chose to challenge herself one more time.

I decided to support her.

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As I entered the lecture hall, I saw Jiyeon already seated. I waved my hand and walked briskly towards her, sitting down next to her.

Jiyeon was dressed calmly, yet without standing out. The silhouette of her underwear seemed to show through her knit sweater, but she perfectly covered it with a thin vest.

The class began. My senses, which had been fully concentrated, gradually began to disperse. The sounds of coughing, pages turning, and mouse clicks continuously entered my ears.

When I turned my head, Jiyeon was staring at me, resting her chin on one hand.

“Did you just notice?”

She whispered sweet temptations in a voice only I could hear. Only then did I realize her foot was stroking my calf.

-Nothing planned for today, right? Come with me. Our parents aren’t coming home today.

I was a little flustered when I saw the note she discreetly handed me.

“Jiyeon-ah, our exam studying…”

“We can do that together. Two birds with one stone… Okay?”

I reluctantly nodded, yet smiled faintly. The daily life I thought I could never reclaim had returned faster than I expected.

Everything was settling stably. I even felt a sense of happiness.

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《Character Info》 1. Name: Hong Doyun 2. Age: 19 (full age) 3. Gender: Male 4. Height: 161cm 5. Genitalia: 7.6cm when erect 6. Abilities ⓐ Projection lv.Max: Confirms the opponent’s information. ⓑ Choice lv.Max: Provides options at moments requiring a fated choice. ⓒ Recall lv.Max: Recalls the designated opponent’s experience from a specific time period. ⓓ ???: ???

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That dawn, I was dreaming again. I clearly knew it was a dream, but something felt strange.

It seemed to be because of the unnaturally high eye-level. Looking around, I saw my hands, and they seemed unusually large and thick.

A woman approached me, as I repeatedly opened and closed my hands. She had curly bobbed hair and seemed shorter than me.

She abruptly reached out, pushed hard on my solar plexus, and then shot out,

“Hey. How long are you going to stay like that? …I lost, didn’t I? Go on, do whatever you want. I even made a slave declaration…”

As she spoke, she lowered her gaze and suddenly twitched her waist, rubbing her thighs together on their own accord. Then she glanced at my eyes and her shoulders trembled again.

‘Sister…? Why is Sister like this…?’

Suddenly, my arm moved on its own and pushed her away. I slowly began to walk towards the window. Only after looking outside did I realize this was the Midnight Hotel.

A low voice flowed from my throat. It was clearly Choi Dohyeok’s. I had become Choi Dohyeok in the dream.

“What is it…? Then what am I supposed to do…?”

“Just go back. Live quietly. Don’t meddle between me and Ms. Yookyung. Just pretend you don’t know anything…”

“How could you say that… She’s our Mom… Mom isn’t that kind of woman. Rather, me… Ugh!”

I pushed my sister roughly. She was pushed back powerlessly, stumbling backwards. Her shoulders were still trembling slightly.

“Don’t do this… Please… I’ll do anything. Because we’re family… It’s only natural to do this because we’re family. I’ll beg like this… Hmm? I was wrong, I was wrong…”

My sister finally started to sob, kneeling and pleading in front of me. I tried to tell her not to, to get up, but what came out of my mouth was completely different.

“Look. You see the mister waiting for the elevator. Go show your chest to that man.”

“Yes… Yes…?”

I gestured to her, who was hesitating. My sister walked away with a slight blush on her face. While she hesitated for a moment, the elevator arrived, and she squeezed her eyes shut, sharply pulling up her T-shirt.

Her stiffly erected nipples turned red. Fear… or perhaps she was surrounded by ecstasy. My sister was, at some point, wearing a seductive smile. Just like that time when she was about to join bodies with me for the first time.

How much time had passed? With a deeply flushed face, she lowered her T-shirt. My sister returned to me, twisting her legs slightly, and said that the mister had taken her picture and left.

To my sister, who bit her lip hard and looked up at me with slightly wet eyes, I ended up treating her endlessly cruelly.

“That’s exactly what suits you. So don’t act presumptuously and just satisfy your small sexual desires. I’ll let you know about her situation sometimes.”

I stood up, leaving her speechless. As I walked away, a snort escaping me and my lips curled in a mocking smile, my sister rushed at me. She grabbed my arm tightly and wouldn’t let go.

“Fuck—!! Don’t just leave! Give them back! Give Mom and Doyun back, you bastard!”

“Then try to take them back. Like I did. With the method you like—”

Before I could even react, a fist landed on my face. With no time to block, I allowed hits to my solar plexus and side.

When I wiped my lip, blood smeared on it, but I wasn’t greatly agitated. I quickly blocked the next attack. Oh, I made a mistake. Too light—

Thwack—!!!

An uppercut exploded through the brief gap when my vision was obscured by blocking a jab. My vision began to sway. For some reason, my sister was genuinely furious.

She grabbed my hair as I slumped down, losing my strength.

“I won… I won. You dog-like bastard. *Gasp*… *Gasp*… How dare you play with me? Tell me where Doyun is first. No, bring him before me. Immediately.”

“…Feisty. Is that all?”

Slap—!

A clear handprint was imprinted on my cheek. But I stubbornly grabbed my sister’s collar and stood up. At the sound of my joints popping, she stumbled back, then charged again.

I forcibly dragged her, who was trying to break my arm, into an empty guest room. I tried to pin her against the wall and restrain her, but she bit my arm hard.

My skin tore and blood flowed, but I pressed her down even harder and struck her in the lower abdomen.

“Mmph—!!”

Her pupils instantly dilated and her lower body began to slump. Without hesitation, I reached into her pants, grabbed her panties, and roughly lifted them.

I tightly gripped my sister’s nape; her jaw strength was gone and her gaze was unfocused. Her expression, with veins bulging, contorted as she violently struck my shoulders and arms.

But I didn’t stop. Without even taking off her pants, I roughly inserted my fingers inside her, repeating the rough action.

“Gh-eeek, h-iiieek—!!! Co-gwoo-ahh, sadism—!”

She, who had been screaming bizarrely due to her choked throat, soon stopped moving. Suddenly, her vagina contracted incredibly, sucking in my fingers.

After convulsing several times, she gushed out an incredible amount of fluid as if insane, and her consciousness instantly flew away.

When I slapped her cheek hard, her focus returned, and she screamed again. When I roughly grabbed her breasts and twisted her nipples, she shook her head wildly.

Ignoring her, I continued the rough action. Her jaw trembled and convulsed repeatedly, and soon a puddle formed between her spread legs.

My sister tried to say something with her twitching lips, but I couldn’t understand. Looking down at her, immersed in a deep afterglow—I told her it wouldn’t end like this next time.

As I finished speaking, my vision floated up. My sight blurred, and then darkness came.

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