episode_0131

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From the distant past to the modern era of today.

The way people speak has changed.

Social order and atmosphere have changed.

Fashion trends have changed.

The preferred length of a man’s member for women of childbearing age has changed.

Even the concentration of semen that fills, ruins, and stains me has changed.

Amidst the long passage of time and the many things that have shifted,

there remain a few things that have weathered the storms of time and preserved their original form.

…Like the fact that to impress those above you, you need to prove yourself by saying, “I am such a loyal servant.”

Well, things of that nature.

“…You’re spending a lot.”

“Huh?”

“No, no! Ah, Sua-chan. Did I maybe do something wrong to Ji-yun-chan? Her reaction seems a bit… Ehehe….”

“Ah, no? I think she just finds it bothersome to make friends….”

“Hmm. I see.”

Here, while outwardly a bit excessively prickly, Yozora—whose true feelings were slightly different—also needed a way to prove her loyalty to those above her.

And if possible, a method that carried the vibe of, “I’d love to tear you to pieces right now, you fucking bastard, but since you’ve got leverage over me, I’ll play along for now.”

What was needed for that, of course, was tribute.

Tribute grand enough to warrant praise and rewards.

Tribute as rare and hard to obtain as possible.

And right there, within sight, was something

that might pique the interest of those above…,

…something pretty,

and seemingly prideful.

“Then I’ll try talking to her again later.”

“…I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Then tomorrow?”

“Is the option of not talking to her at all off the table?”

“Why? The more friends, the better, right?”

“Umm….”

“Ji-yun might actually want friends too but just acts that way because she’s shy!”

“Mmm….”

Seo Woo-jin—no, wait, any boy that age would love a girl like that, right?

A girl who’s always expressionless and talks like she’s got no manners.

…And because of that,

she has zero resistance to anything lewd,

so if you shoved a throbbing, veiny cock into her,

she’d probably break down in no time, reduced to nothing but ragged gasps.

After getting close to a girl like that…

Take her somewhere quiet…

Force your cock into her even as she whines…

If she whimpers in pain, kiss her until she quiets down…

Play with her clit until she’s biting her lips, swallowing her moans…

Teach her how to kiss until she starts clinging to you on her own…

Make love to her so sweetly she mistakes it for romance…

Cum deep inside her while kissing her…

And when she starts fussing, saying, “What if you cum inside me?”

Shut her up with another round…

Ngh… Uuuh…

Fill her up…

Her expression, ruined.

….

Hah…

Licking her lips, Yozora—who had been grinning with her chin propped up—glanced at the distant figure with snow-white hair fading into the distance.

“Being friends with her would be fun. Right?”

“…I dunno…?”

“She’s pretty. And strong!”

“Mmm… Well, if you like her, Yozora….”

“She’ll probably eat lunch alone tomorrow too, huh?”

“Probably?”

“Hmm. Anyway, like Sua-chan said, if I bother her as soon as we get back to class, her impression of me’ll tank… So tomorrow… Mmm….”

Of course, had she known the truth, she wouldn’t have paid any attention at all.

…Ah. No.

She might’ve even been jealous.

…Maybe.

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“…Rather than forcing it, I’d rather see them both cling to me willingly, competing with each other….”

Just think about it.

Lee Ha-yun sucking my cock while staring up at me, as if asking if she feels better than Lee Ji-yun.

Or Lee Ji-yun, waiting right beside her, then eagerly licking the cock covered in Ha-yun’s saliva, as if asking if her real sister feels better.

…Or Ha-yun, seeing my cock twitch even more than before, feeling threatened and frantically rubbing her tongue all over the head, now slick with her sister’s spit.

Something like that.

Wouldn’t the sight of them competing to milk me dry be way, way hotter than just forcing them to give me head?

“Hmm….”

Of course, I know such a sight is rare.

So rare that I wonder if I should just be content imagining it.

Because… any woman with a normal way of thinking would never accept the idea of sucking the same guy’s cock with her sister.

So what if I make Ha-yun lose her normal way of thinking?

…Alcohol, huh. How boring.

Seriously, is there really no other way besides this cliché?

“This is tough….”

A leisurely afternoon after lunch.

With a headache from overthinking, I stepped out for some air and leaned against the middle of the cloud bridge, sipping on instant coffee.

But right now… since I’ve got nothing better to do, might as well put this thick skull of mine to work.

Like figuring out exactly what stance I should take to drag Ha-yun into bed with her sister.

Not that I traveled back ten years for this, but since I’m here, I might as well scrape the plate clean of every last bite, right?

Stuff it full—no, overflowing—with my tastes.

“Alcohol… I’ll save that as a last resort if nothing else works.”

The easiest path.

The most likely path.

But also the least exciting path—I’ll push that to the back of the line and start counting options on my fingers.

Taking something hostage and threatening her.

Doesn’t really fit my current relationship with them, so pass.

Begging Ha-yun, “Can’t you just try it once with your sister and me?”

…Ugh.

Pass.

Letting Ji-yun do whatever she wants to Ha-yun behind my back while I just watch.

This one has a decent chance of working,

but it’s also the most unnerving since it’s out of my control, so pass.

After five minutes of brainstorming in the cold wind,

I reached the conclusion that nothing worked.

In the end, I couldn’t come up with a solid plan.

Might as well swallow my stupid pride and just crack open a beer with the two of them.

But my damn ego won’t let me.

…Pathetic, I know.

“…For now, pretending not to care and leaving it to Ji-yun is the best move.”

Even if the process is nerve-wracking,

it’s not like I have any better ideas.

Until something comes to mind,

I’ll just quietly watch how that pervert Ji-yun plans to persuade her sister.

At least say something that makes sense…!

Even if they’re family, there are lines you don’t cross, right?

But watching her sister and her sister’s boyfriend have sex right next to her,

and then—what, using it for masturbation material is one thing,

but to actually give feedback on how the sex was afterward…?

Hah,

seriously,

haah…!

I’m so dumbfounded I can’t even speak.

Do you guys think this is normal?

“Seriously, doesn’t this sound insane? Right?”

“Mmm~ I guess~”

Fanning myself with my hand as I spoke, my one friend half-listened while fiddling with her split ends.

Staring blankly at her disinterested reaction, my lips pursed, and my cheeks puffed up in frustration.

Here I am pouring my heart out, and she’s yawning like it’s boring…!

Ugh…!

“Even family should respect privacy, but wanting to watch is just…!”

“Hey, Ha-yun? Sorry to interrupt.”

“…Huh? Yeah?”

“Was this something you saw on YouTube? What you’re talking about? Like… little sister this and that….”

“…Uh, yeah. YouTube….”

My passionate rant—disguised as something I “saw online”—stuttered to a halt at her pointed question.

Well, it is suspicious to get this worked up over something that “isn’t about me.”

“Those are all fake, so don’t get too into it, Ha-yun. They’re just chasing views. Views.”

“…Anyway, the situation’s ridiculous. A little sister butting in like that….”

“Especially with shock content—they mass-produce it because old perverts eat it up.”

“…Are you even listening to me?”

“Think about it. Where in the world would a little sister want to watch her sister have sex? Hell, I feel like puking every time I see my brother naked in the shower… How are your standards this low?”

“Hey. Wait, isn’t your brother a guy? Last I saw, he was kinda hot. Nice body too.”

“Shut the hell up. He looks like a crumpled napkin from a hundred meters away.”

“Then give me his number.”

“Piss off. He’s a high school sophomore.”

“…….”

No one’s listening.

…Sigh. Whatever.

This is better, anyway.

If I admitted this was actually happening to me, it’d be like spitting in mine and Ji-yun’s faces.

Even without going that far, if someone pressed me about whether this was really about me and Ji-yun, I’d be in trouble.

Then I’d have to explain who my boyfriend even is.

Not like these airheads would ever take me seriously anyway.

Might as well pretend I was just screaming into a bamboo forest to vent.

Feels better. Much better.

…Haaah.

“What’s next class again?”

“Dunno. Ethics, maybe?”

Huff. Sliding off the desk, I returned to my seat and pulled out my notebook and pens like nothing happened.

Then, with a deep sigh, I slumped over the desk and fished out my buzzing phone from my pocket to check the screen.

…Probably spam.

Like anyone would DM me at this hour…

[Lee Ji-yun]

– Unnie. Unnie.

– Can I go to the PC bang today?

– I’m gonna play games with Seo Woo-jin.

That awkward “Unnie”—

a word that still felt strange because, until a month or two ago, she always called me “Lee Ha-yun.”

My brow twitched involuntarily as I pouted and typed a reply.

[Lee Ha-yun]

– PC bang?

– Sure. You usually just go without asking…

– Ah.

– Hey.

– If I find out you’re teasing Woo-jin about sex while I’m gone…!

– If he mentions anything because of you, I swear I’ll starve you…!

[Lee Ji-yun]

– Okay.