Chapter 12
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Research and Retaliation
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Who are you?
"It's because you always ignore your brother like that. He must've finally snapped from all the resentment he's built up. Calling your brother a bastard? You haven't done a single thing right yourself. Just drop it."
Mother's voice came from outside the door.
It was exactly the kind of thing she'd always say, with her usual tendency to avoid conflict.
"Ugh, sniff! But is hitting me right? I'm so wronged, I should just leave this damn house quick!"
Bang!
It felt like I'd walked into a movie where everyone was fooling me.
Cameras hidden everywhere, and the actress playing Mother with that guilt-inducing figure just thinking about it, plus the beautiful little sister.
Even if it were hidden cams, they'd pick someone else special.
Not a single-parent low-income family like ours, full of all sorts of problems.
Knock knock.
"Siwoo, don't fight with your sister. Once Sihyun calms down, you're the older brother, so go apologize first."
The lines synced up so perfectly it gave me chills.
'Gotta admit what's worth admitting.'
This wasn't some hidden cam or prank. It was real.
Hadn't all those celebrities I searched on the computer earlier been upgraded like Photoshop jobs?
Of course, excluding the guys.
"Yes, sorry, Mom."
As if she'd heard me, the bathroom door—swollen from humidity—creaked open.
I sat right down at the computer.
Was this place really some multiverse or parallel universe or whatever?
I needed information.
Tap tap tap, clack clack.
First, I searched, "Why are all the women in the world pretty?"
All that came up was—
[Why do you like pretty girls these days?]
[Philosophy: Why do I like pretty girls?]
Stuff like that, totally irrelevant.
They all looked like beauties to me, but it seemed like in this world, people distinguished between A-rank and SSS-rank just like in my original world.
Just searching "women" brought up the ever-present Uncyclopedia greeting me.
Full of wrong info, but nothing better.
"Secondary sexual characteristics start... what? Armpit smell gets stronger around then too. And supposedly, women have stronger body odor than men?"
As a total loner, I'd only imagined middle-aged guys reeking, so this was new.
Mostly stuff everyone knew.
'Nothing special.'
I scrolled the mouse wheel like crazy.
Then I clicked on a blue-tagged article about physical development.
Beneath the common knowledge that women's pelvises develop for childbirth and breasts for nursing, there were some absurd things listed.
When women gain fat, 98% goes to hips and breasts.
Roughly, the idea was that during pregnancy, nutrients from hip fat help develop the fetus's brain.
Breasts? Not sure.
Apparently, once humans started bipedal walking, breasts evolved big to mimic the appeal of butts.
"What's this? Women's preference for big dicks?"
Before humans fully evolved bipedalism, most primates used rear-entry positions.
Doggy style, basically.
This world's women evolved bigger butts, but if too short, it doesn't go deep enough, lowering pregnancy chances.
Sexual selection, they said.
'So that's why those customers didn't recoil in disgust at my erection?'
Searching big dicks again, I found more proof I'd come to another universe.
Normally, the cervix is firm and doesn't open.
Due to sexual selection, sensitivity concentrates there, and stimulation softens the tissue.
'This is straight-up hentai.'
When women get aroused, the uterus descends to prepare for pregnancy, like welcoming it.
Big Dick piercing the womb for cervical sex, filling it with direct creampie.
Stuff I'd seen a ton.
Throb.
I got hard.
"Time's already this late. Gotta sleep."
Today's frustrations had piled up sky-high.
My balls felt twice as swollen as usual.
Click.
I went to a hentai site to jerk off, but my hand stopped.
I'd come to a world like Japanese hentai, but reality matched those unrealistic comics.
Why watch cartoons in a cartoon-like reality?
I fired up a porn site and found a video with an actress whose body matched today's customer as close as possible.
Insane tits and ass.
I naturally dropped my pants.
Slap, slap, slap.
'This weekend, when I go install that frame...'
Gulp.
The actress's face overlapped with the customer's.
'Maybe I could?'
A rush of taboo thrill filled my mind.
Imagining fucking a faithful housewife who'd only known her husband her whole life.
No, cheating's still cheating.
Just in case, I searched if the world's morals had gone haywire too.
Women loving big dicks more, higher libidos, higher orgasm thresholds—
But adultery still meant alimony and fines.
Still—
It felt good somehow.
For the first time in ages, I felt hope that I could do something.
This worthless life of mine, where even my oversized useless dick now had value.
'Yeah, new universe, new life.'
Just for having a big dick, housewives treated me kindly.
One customer listened to my usually ignored sales pitch, landing the deal despite my plain looks.
'If I keep succeeding like this, four houses a month.'
Mattress with frame set.
500? Hell, 600 a month easy.
With that money, even in this house where I was always treated like cold rice, I'd earn respect.
What I'd always craved deep down—
The harmonious family others had.
Nice clothes, nice car, nice house.
A girlfriend who only had eyes for me.
I could change so much.
'The past doesn't vanish.'
But Mom and Sis had become like other guys' families.
Even if the core was the same, I'd have a family easier to open up to, trust, rely on than before.
A life not lonely in this house.
A fulfilling, harmonious life.
My minimal greed, always suppressing desires knowing my place.
Felt achievable here.
'And this...'
"Grraaah!"
Splurt, spuuurt, sploort, splat, spluuurt.
Mind-melting ecstasy, brain going white.
My dick throbbed wildly, spewing cum like mad.
"Is this for real? Way too much."
Cum splattered on the ceiling.
I quickly spun the desk, looked sideways, and pressed down my rock-hard dick.
Spuuuurt, spluuurt.
'How do I clean the ceiling?'
Seemed the higher orgasm threshold wasn't just for women.
Thud, thud, thud!
Han Sihyun kicked the bunk ladder of the bunk bed.
Creak, creak.
No matter how much she kicked under the bunk bed, her rage wouldn't subside.
She couldn't sleep from anger anyway.
Unable to defy Mom, who put food in her mouth as the head of this house, she endured in her room.
"Ow, you bug bastard, how dare a total loser punk hit me?"
Every kick at the blanket brought sharp pain from her butt.
Sihyun rubbed her butt, then got up from stinging pain.
In the cramped room, she stood before the barely fitted vanity.
Swish.
Turning sideways, her short pants revealed perky butt defying gravity.
"It's bruised."
On her porcelain skin, a perfect fist-shaped purple bruise.
Seeing it, Sihyun's fingers trembled slightly.
She knew men were naturally stronger than women. She wasn't that dumb.
Even she, rude and nasty to others,
had the street smarts not to mess with crazy guys who'd hit girls.
'Fuck, I worried over nothing when his head got busted.'
Unable to take being hit, Sihyun pulled up her pants and stepped forward.
Freeze.
What if that weirdo bug, the one she'd always looked down on, bit back?
Instinctual fear.
A bit scary, not terrified.
The shame rising from her chest at flinching from someone she'd ignored forever.
"Fuck, figures from a guy."
She whipped her head around, searching the room.
The unacceptable humiliating shame turned straight to rage.
Sihyun grabbed the plastic piggy bank stuffed with 10-won coins and left the room.
Jingle, jingle.
The living room was dark.
The clock hands neared 11 already.
Mom was out cold at this hour, naturally.
If that bastard was asleep, she'd smash the piggy bank on his head.
Awake?
'So what? If that loser was good at fighting, he'd have spent his life getting beat at school.'
What she hated wasn't that he'd been bullied. She even pitied him. Her brother as a kid, bruised daily or dirtied uniform.
But that got old quick.
The daily moping head, the weakness that couldn't even whine.
Worst was he'd never rebelled once despite all the beatings.
'What can he do? People don't change easy.'
About to carefully open the door, Sihyun changed her mind and flung it open.
Thud.
Only the jingling piggy bank rolling echoed through the house.