[Extra] Kim Ji-hye (5)

“Today it’s white…. Yesterday it was gray….”

I looked at the photos I received and compared them to the clothes in my sister’s room.

The date we agreed to meet is already tomorrow.

Looking at the pile of photos, it resolved my doubts about whether she really was my sister.

‘The clothes are similar, but I can’t say for sure they’re the same.’

Of course, since I haven’t seen all the clothes, they look similar, but it’s hard to judge if they’re the same.

It’s not like I’m an expert on women’s clothing, and naturally, if you only look at the appearance, they’re almost identical.

If there were at least a brand or a tag, maybe.

Without those, it’s hard to say for sure that women’s clothes are similar.

Rather, the room layout is more suspicious, but even that room layout is meaningless if she says she lives in an apartment with the same name.

‘The bed sheets are a common brand…. The desk and chair are also very common…’

This is the limit with just the information in the photos.

I can’t just tell my sister, “You’re using a chat app under the name ‘Office Worker’!” with common brand products.

As the end of work got closer, I came out of the room and pondered.

‘It’s not like I *can’t* think of her as my sister… but it really doesn’t match up.’

A cold city woman during the day, and a masochistic woman who listens to my orders at night?

…My head and body are shouting that it doesn’t matter.

But no matter what, there’s a very slight hesitation in my thoughts.

Before being a beast, I’m also a person, so naturally…. It’s only natural to have that little bit of hesitation.

It’s just a difference of whether I take two steps forward or three, though.

‘Should I just make it completely certain?’

I sprawled on the sofa and turned on the app.

[Hey, off work?]

[No, still working, why? What do you want me to do? Are you scared about meeting tomorrow?]

My sister says such nice things?

Ah, there’s no way. Even if she did…

‘Is there a problem with adult men and women being attracted to each other and meeting? No.’

People might say, how could you do that with your sister? But it’s not a problem under the law.

More than anything, the thought of being able to trample on her, who always makes me crawl during the day, fills me with joy.

The year who always says, “You’re just an unemployed bum, just eating at home,” or “If you’re not doing anything, get a part-time job,” can say the words, “Master”?

It’s the best. Really, the more I think about it, what does it matter if she’s my sister? We’re just a man and a woman anyway.

[Are you crazy; just write ‘Master’s’ on your hand.]

[ㅋㅋㅋㅋ What’s that, so cute.]

[Is it a problem that Master is going to jerk off with Slave’s hand? You better be prepared tomorrow.]

‘Until I heard her say she’d meet me, I was actually thinking about how to meet her and do it, but just the thought that she might be my sister makes me hesitate like this?’

I thought I was trash, but it seems I have more conscience than I thought.

In one corner of my head is the thought, “She’s your sister!”

But already trying to swallow my entire head is the thought that you can train that haughty sister of yours.

After worrying while waiting for the photo, the conclusion wasn’t that difficult.

It doesn’t matter. However, if my sister strongly refuses and leaves, then it’s over.

Forcibly training her is a crime. It’s not an act done with consent, but an oppressive relationship due to force.

It’s a crime of unilaterally trying to force my thoughts on her instead of enjoying it, so in that case, let’s give up.

‘That’s fucking clean. But I still want to know if she’s my sister, because that way…. It’ll be more fun when I train her.’

[Photo]

[Here, I did it with Master’s hand. Jerk off to it tomorrow ㅋㅋㅋ]

In the photo, against the backdrop of an office, the words “Master’s” were written on the back of her hand with a magic marker.

Now she’s written it so many times that it’s not very crooked, and you can recognize it even from far away.

‘The clothes are…. Today it’s a brown tone.’

Just in case, I checked the clothes.

Brown tone, a color I haven’t seen among the clothes my sister used to wear.

Thinking it wasn’t her after all, I nodded.

–

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP

“I’m home.”

“Well, I ate, so you don’t have to prepare anything.”

After finishing the conversation with the training woman and lying down to watch Y-Tube, my sister came home from work.

Wearing a brown women’s suit.

I worried. Was it a suit that was recently on sale? I remember seeing a lot of suit sales at department stores.

“Hey, you, did you buy that suit at a department store nearby?”

“…? What the hell are you talking about out of the blue? Did you eat something and break your brain? I’m tired, get your hands off.”

‘…?’

When I grabbed her shoulder and asked, I got a cold reaction as expected.

But the faint magic marker marks remaining on the back of her hand couldn’t escape my eyes.

When I stared at her with wide eyes without realizing it, she looked at me strangely and headed to her room.

“Hey, what’s on the back of your hand? Did someone scribble on it?”

Only then did she pretend to slightly cover the back of her hand.

“My supervisor at work played a prank. Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about that kind of thing and get a job, please.”

The suspicion that it might be her became fifty-fifty.

I think it’s my sister. Half yes, half no.

I thought that if I became suspicious, my desire to train her would decrease, but surprisingly, it didn’t.

That prickly appearance of hers now, rather, fuels my motivation even more.

That fucking year, she’s cold to me, but wags her tail at a man who insults her.

She might be doing that because she doesn’t know it’s me, but even if she’s roughly suspicious, how can I not get angry?

‘Sister or whatever, fucking repeat that you’re dead tomorrow.’

I ground my teeth.

To the point where I’m looking forward to tomorrow.

–

It’s a little early in the morning, but I put on my shoes to go out.

I’m not heading to the cafe right now because it’s not the agreed time, but if I go out at the same time, I’ll know for sure if she’s my sister.

I didn’t want to ruin the joy I was looking forward to. They say it’s more fun the more you imagine it.

As soon as I came outside, I turned on the chat app and sent a short message.

[XX Cafe, you know the window seat in the corner, right? Let’s meet there.]

[Okay, if I like you, I’ll be waiting at the motel.]

[Waiting for what?]

[What else, you said you’d let me smell your dick? I said I wanted to smell it]

Ah, that’s right. I said that before?

She brought back a memory I had forgotten because I was thinking too complicatedly.

The words I said to meet and talk, and if I liked her, to do it at the motel.

When I scrolled up the conversation, the content was still there.

I didn’t think my sister would do this.

I just thought it was a coincidence on top of a coincidence, something like that.

It was strange. When I think it’s my sister, I get angry and energized, and when I don’t think it’s my sister, I get a strange feeling of how I should educate her.

‘I’m getting ahead of myself…’

[What if you don’t like me?]

[Well…. Wouldn’t it be okay? I don’t think I can get wet without you anymore.]

[Let’s not lie ㅋㅋ;]

[Photo]

[I’m going like this~ It’s not a lie~]

A photo showing her bare breasts by lifting up her sweater.

She seemed to remember the content that I told her to come out without a bra.

I’m suspicious of the room structure and environment, but I didn’t press her.

If it’s not, it’s not, and if it is, it is.

From the moment we were attracted to each other, this is meaningless.

‘If it’s my younger sister. Fucking year, I’m really going to fuck her up.’

I gritted my teeth with half anger and half lust.

I can’t help but grind my teeth when I think about how she nagged me about getting a job until yesterday.

It’s not a problem legally, and she’s coming out with her consent.

I had no qualms.

–

I killed time at a PC bang near the cafe.

Playing games without thinking, chatting with friends on KakaoTalk, and spending time appropriately until the appointment time.

Rather than expecting who would come out, I was more worried about whether they would come out at all.

‘I’m meeting a stranger for the first time, will she even come out, sister or whatever?’

Even if we meet at a cafe in broad daylight, there are one or two things to worry about from a woman’s perspective.

Rather, that might be more scary.

Even though it’s inside a cafe, you can’t completely rule out the worry that she doesn’t know how she’ll be treated by the man.

Even if I think of myself as a woman, that was a pretty natural thought.

Meeting a stranger.

Just looking at this alone…. It’s something you’d say you’re too scared to come out for.

No matter how much I reveal that I live nearby and even make it possible to roughly figure out my location, there’s nothing I can do if she doesn’t come out.

‘Even if I assume it’s my sister, if she’s scared, she’ll just cut off contact and not come out.’

Even if there are many reasons to be suspicious, I can’t forcibly grab her by the hair.

Absolutely no force or criminal acts are allowed.

Shibal, I don’t want to get caught.

“Well…. She’ll come out if I play games appropriately.”

I turned the game back on and was about to start playing quietly when an alert rang on my phone.

[Office Worker has left the chat room]

Yeah, that’s what I expected.

Rather, I didn’t think much of it because she left at this timing.

I’m just comforting myself by saying that she was just playing along until now.

It’s only a loss for me if I grit my teeth and call her a shibal year.

Since the appointment time was approaching, and it didn’t seem to make sense to go to the cafe anyway, I quit the game and left the PC bang.

‘Should I eat something and go in since I’m already out? Or…. Um, should I just stop by a VR room for a bit?’

But I heard that whatever is meant to be will be, no matter what you do.

It seemed like that day was destined to be, no matter what I did.

[I have an appointment today so I went out for a bit. Might be late]

A message came to KakaoTalk from my sister.

The content that she had an appointment stopped my steps to go to the VR room.

‘…Is it really her? Is this Office Worker really my sister?’

The emotions that had subsided flared up again.

The emotions that I had given up on and was about to go somewhere else are rising again.

That one possibility woke up my mind, which had maintained its composure.

Really, just in case, even if it’s really my sister by chance.

Even if the other person is my sister, if there’s a possibility.

What if my assumptions based on the information I’ve had so far are really correct?

‘…Since here is a little further from home, if I go now, maybe I’ll know.’

If you mark the cafe, home, and PC bang as a triangle, the cafe is much closer to home.

Looking at the distance itself, the PC bang is closer, but the way to move is, the PC bang side has a hill.

‘Could it really be Ji-hye….?’

My feelings as I took my steps were only two.

One is maybe.

And the second is.

‘Sister or whatever, you’re fucking dead. I’ll train you until the words “Master” come out of your mouth.’

I gritted my teeth and headed to the cafe.

–

It takes about 20 minutes to walk here.

If I had left home without any problems, it would have been time for me to arrive.

Kkiiik

I opened the door of the cafe and stepped inside.

Some people were gathered, and I looked around.

Yeah, it won’t be her, I’m just being pushed by lust again and going to do something useless.

‘I’m crazy. Shibal, no matter how shitty my sister is, the thought of training my sister from her mouth…’

“Customer number 19, two Americanos are ready!”

If I hadn’t heard those words and hadn’t turned around, I would have lived an ordinary life as usual.

Unconsciously, I turned my head at the call, and yeah.

The figure of her carrying coffee to her seat. Clearly, a person who has no reason to be here was carrying coffee to her seat.

And that seat was the window seat I mentioned.

She was looking out the window wearing the sweater she showed me by the window.

I smiled without realizing it.

I didn’t make a sound, but I smiled and slowly approached the window seat.

In front of my sister, the woman who used the name Office Worker.

“Oh, what, you came…?”

As I sat in the opposite chair, she tried to greet me, whom she had only seen in chats, but answered with surprised eyes.

She just stared at me without being able to close her mouth properly because she was so surprised.

“Oh, I’m here now. Well, do you like what you see?”

I smiled with an expression that clearly said I was feeding her shit.

I took a sip of the iced Americano in front of me and added briefly.

“So, are you thinking about going to the motel? Do you want to go and smell my dick?”

That’s how my sister and I met.