episode_0174

“You shouldn’t do this, Sister-in-law.”

I hastily stepped back, waving both hands. It was a gesture to prove that touching Hyeon-a Cheon’s stomach just now was not my intention.

But despite my strong denial, Hyeon-a Cheon consistently tempted me.

“Don’t you want to…? Don’t you think it would be fun?”

“What are you talking about…?”

She asked, and I answered with a groan. Hyeon-a Cheon brought her index finger to her lips, speaking without a subject.

Soon, the corners of her lips curled up deeply, creating a fresh smile.

“An affair, I mean.”

“…”

“And with your wife’s older sister… Hmm, honestly, the classic is the wife’s younger sister, but the older sister isn’t bad either, you know? You’ll know if you try it.”

What crazy talk is this person spouting?

My eyes twitched rapidly.

Do the women of this Cheon family just come into the world with some kind of flawed sexual preference?

Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense.

I had no choice but to admit the seriousness of the situation. It wasn’t a joke, and looking at those crazed eyes, this woman was serious.

My right hand, which I unconsciously looked down at, was beaded with sweat. It was the same hand that had just stroked near Hyeon-a Cheon’s navel.

Aside from the palpable tension… I realized that this pounding in my heart wasn’t solely due to anxiety.

‘Calm down, damn it. Calm down.’

I gritted my teeth and repeated ‘calm down’ to myself, but it wasn’t very effective.

Even at this moment, the blood in my body was trying to rush to one place.

With the sensation of my lower body gradually stiffening, I felt like hitting myself over the head.

Where in the world is there a guy who gets aroused so immediately just by touching his fiancée’s older sister’s bare skin?

Of course, that ‘bare skin’ wasn’t a hand or an arm; it was a fair, exposed belly she revealed herself by lifting her top… In a way, one might say the difference in level was clear.

Still, it wasn’t right. I’m not denying that I’m, well, a guy who’s crazy about women, far beyond normal standards, but no matter what, how could I with my sister-in-law, that…

“Brother-in-law, my stomach is cold. Warm it up quickly.”

…I couldn’t even connect my thoughts properly. It was because of the existence of the temptress, struggling not to give me a chance to do so.

In short, if Cheon Soyul evoked a fresh, youthful feeling as a girl my age, then Hyeon-a Cheon before my eyes was already a complete adult.

I felt that I might be devoured in reverse if I wasn’t careful, yet my stiffly aroused lower body showed no sign of subsiding.

No, rather, seeing the blood rushing even more, it seemed I was quite the pervert myself.

What should I do? Should I uphold my loyalty to Cheon Soyul? Or should I surrender myself to the body part currently dominating my brain?

It felt as if an Angel Lee Hyunjin and a Devil Lee Hyunjin each appeared in my mind.

Devil Lee Hyunjin laughed ferociously and spoke.

-Just take her. What’s more idiotic than refusing a woman who’s seducing you first? This is consensual sex.

As if to counter the devil’s whispers, this time Angel Lee Hyunjin cautiously stepped forward.

-Yeah, damn it, don’t you remember what Soyul said in Cheorwon? She said it doesn’t matter if you go around and do it as much as you want, as long as your loving feelings don’t change.

“…”

Cautiously?

I flinched and lifted my head, but of course, only the room’s ceiling was there; neither an angel nor a devil was present.

Only a sigh escaped, realizing that the beings conjured by my mind were, in the end, both devils.

I put my hand on my forehead and sighed silently. I’ll confess honestly. If I followed my heart, I wanted to be with Hyeon-a Cheon right now.

That much was an undeniable truth. I’d have nothing to say even if I were stoned, but still, how could I pretend not to see that body?

This was my sister-in-law, who was quite different from Cheon Soyul’s relatively slender figure.

Desire boiled, reason blurred, and I wanted to follow my instincts immediately.

“…Hoo.”

I forcibly cut that emotion in half. Snap, as if with scissors, as if castrating it entirely, I split it in two.

“…Huh?”

Did she read an unexpected shift in my expression, which had changed in an instant?

Hyeon-a Cheon, looking quite flustered, casually dropped the top she was holding.

“I’m sorry, Sister-in-law.”

And I gently bowed my head towards her. Hyeon-a Cheon’s eyes gradually began to fill with disbelief and astonishment.

“Honestly, I really can’t stand it, but thinking of my fiancée, shouldn’t I endure it just this once? No matter how unworthy a fiancé I’ve been until now, touching Soyul’s family is a bit much.”

“…Oh…”

“I’ve made a really big decision right now, so please just let it slide this once. It’s not that I didn’t find you attractive, Sister-in-law…”

Hyeon-a Cheon’s mouth parted slightly with a soft sound. The emotion of disbelief was evident, suggesting she had quite a lot of confidence in her allure.

And that confidence was well-founded. Honestly, if she weren’t Cheon Soyul’s older sister, I might have given in already…

I sighed and subtly turned my body. Leaving the room as if fleeing after rejecting a woman who made the first move was a bit unseemly, but.

But what could I do? If I wasn’t going to stay and comfort her physically, then running away was logical.

I, too, felt as if I was spitting blood. Lee Hyunjin filters women? This is truly not easy. It’s practically the first case, isn’t it?

But I don’t want to make Cheon Soyul feel sorry anymore… And honestly, touching family is really crossing a line.

‘Ah, this is driving me crazy.’

Displaying such an extremely ambiguous attitude, neither one way nor the other, I was aware that I looked idiotic, but I couldn’t help it.

Perhaps having slept with many women despite having a fiancée already proved the ambiguity of my very existence?

It was the moment I, with needlessly drooping shoulders, grabbed Hyeon-a Cheon’s doorknob and tried to open it.

“…”

I didn’t even hear the doorknob turn, but the door just pushed open.

It wasn’t closed to begin with? No, I definitely closed it when I came in.

“…Ah.”

Before I could even try to find an answer to the vague question that arose. Along with a short, bewildered gasp from beyond the door, and the light brown hair that came into view…

“?”

I couldn’t help but form a genuine question mark in my mind.

Why is she… coming out of here?

There, none other than my fiancée, Cheon Soyul, was squatting. In that position in front of the door, as if she had been peeking inside—.

Squatting like that, with her skirt neatly folded off, and her panties casually pulled down around her knees.

Her slender hand reached below her navel… past her protruding pubic bone, and touched her most private part below.

──Simply put, she looked as if she was preparing to masturbate while peeking into Hyeon-a Cheon’s room.

“…”

“…”

An awkward silence settled between Cheon Soyul and me. Though I didn’t turn around, I could feel Hyeon-a Cheon on the bed also gaping with wide eyes in shock.

I suddenly recalled a fact I had buried in my memory and drew up my magic.

One of the derived abilities of a characteristic I had once obtained in the past: ‘Eyes of Tendency Appraisal’.

Soon, a bluish, translucent holographic window appeared before my eyes.

──────────────── Cheon Soyul (20) Desire: NTR, lending fiancée to older sister (New!) Current Sexual Desire: 99/100 ────────────────

An additional line of text, which would naturally make one’s jaw drop, was added there.

I looked down at Cheon Soyul again, my eyes trembling.

“…K-Kill me, please…”

As if the concept of shame still existed for herself, Cheon Soyul dropped her head, her ears flushed crimson.

The mumbling in polite speech, unbefitting the situation, was an added bonus.

“…”

And at the sight of my fiancée, my lower body, which I had just managed to calm down, began to grow intensely hard again; I wasn’t in my right mind either.

Half-possessed, I knelt on one knee, pulled Cheon Soyul’s head back, and thrust my tongue into her mouth.

“…Ugh?!”

A truly sudden kiss, if ever there was one.

From behind, I heard sounds of “Oh my, oh my.”

Cheon Soyul looked at me with extremely bewildered eyes, but there was no sign of resistance.

She merely closed her eyes faintly and offered her tongue in return, a reaction to share pleasure with me.

Squish, squish…

Even amidst that, her fingers were moving. No, judging by the distinctly stickier sound compared to just before, had it gotten even stronger?

“Puh-ha.”

Only then did I let go of her head and regulated my held breath.

After pulling our faces slightly apart and licking up the long, silver string of saliva stretched between our lips with the tip of my tongue.

“…I originally tried to hold back.”

I said, wearing a faint smile towards Cheon Soyul.

“But if you come at me like this, I can’t help it, can I?”

“…Uh, uhm?”

“I’ll grant your wish.”

And then I stood up. Without bothering to touch the intensely eager-faced Cheon Soyul any further, I simply turned around.

There, Hyeon-a Cheon, who had already made up her mind, was subtly pulling down her waistband, the corners of her lips twitching.

She then mumbled, barely audible.

“…I never dreamed my sister would have such noble tastes.”

I decided to pretend not to notice the fact that Hyeon-a Cheon, as she said that, also had a face no less lewd than the expression Cheon Soyul was currently making.

I just let out a chuckle and approached Hyeon-a Cheon, responding lightly.

“Is that offer from earlier still valid? The one about having an affair?”

“Oh, that’s a given.”

Hyeon-a Cheon replied with a bright smile. She arched her back flexibly, subtly glancing at Cheon Soyul outside the door.

With a mischievous expression, she tossed a remark towards her sister.

“Soyul, no matter what perverted tastes you have, your unnie is on your side. You know that, right?”

“…Uh, huh? Gasp…!”

Even amidst that, Cheon Soyul was busily moving her hand, and Hyeon-a Cheon declared, looking at her sister, who was drenched in excitement.

“So, let’s make one promise with your unnie for the next hour, okay?”

“W-what, gasp. Gulp.”

“Soyul, definitely don’t come into my room, okay? Got it? No matter what I do with Hyunjin from now on.”

Hyeon-a Cheon smiled faintly, and Cheon Soyul’s complexion became tinged with complex emotions.

Was it thrilling, anxious, joyful, or distasteful?

“…Then.”

Leaving her inscrutable expression behind, Hyeon-a Cheon turned back to me.

Her seductive hand gestures soon began to approach my waistband.

“Shall we start, too? Brother-in-law.”