Chapter 16
"Oh, really? Thank you, Jeong-hyun-ssi."
Minseo smiled leisurely, gently touching her cheek.
"My makeup seems to have gone on well today. Yesterday... I had something good happen."
"Something good...? Did you perhaps win the lottery?"
Jeong-hyun asked with expectant eyes.
"Hehe, it's better than the lottery. Yesterday, I spent a very... passionate time with my cute younger brother. Don't you think my skin looks really firm because of it?"
Minseo said it as if it were nothing, but her voice dripped with undeniable superiority and happiness. In her mind, the intense sexual intercourse she had shared with Minho last night and this morning was still vividly playing out.
"Ah... yes.... Haha... You two really get along well with your younger brother...."
Jeong-hyun's lips trembled. Although she was forcing a smile, her eyes looked as if she was crying, creating a bizarre expression.
"Well then, keep up the good work, Jeong-hyun-ssi. I'll be going first."
As Minseo walked away with a cheerful click-clack of her heels, Jeong-hyun plopped down in her seat and slammed her fist on the desk.
"Ugh!! I'm so damn jealous!!"
At her cry, her colleagues who had joined the company at the same time clicked their tongues and approached her.
"Hey, Woo Jeong-hyun. Just give up. Is the team leader's intense love for her younger brother something new?"
Senior Staff Park, her colleague, said with a pitiful expression, stirring his instant coffee.
"Yeah, Jeong-hyun-ah. The team leader is in a league of her own. She's super capable, rich, and on top of that, she has such a handsome and virile younger brother. How can we even compete?"
"Who doesn't know that?! But it's so unfair!"
Jeong-hyun made a tearful face and tore at her hair.
"Me too! I have a younger brother too! But that bastard... hah...."
"Why? Is your younger brother still putting up an iron wall?"
"Don't even mention it. Yesterday, I went into the bathroom to give him a wash, but I got hit with soap and was kicked out. He said something like, 'I don't see you as a woman,' or whatever...."
Jeong-hyun buried her face in her desk and pretended to sob.
"The team leader rolls around with her younger brother all night and comes back with glowing skin like that! But I can't even touch a single hair on my younger brother's body, so my skin is rough and dry! Is this even a country?!"
"Sigh... Cheer up. Boys these days are a bit haughty, aren't they?"
"Hey, should I just pounce on him tonight? Should I give him sleeping pills or something?"
"You crazy bitch! If you do that, you'll end up wearing an electronic ankle monitor. Hold back."
Her colleagues, blinded by jealousy, chuckled as they tried to dissuade Jeong-hyun, who was concocting a criminal plan (?). In the pantry, where Minseo had disappeared, Jeong-hyun crumpled a paper cup and let out a deep sigh. At her outcry,Senior Staff Park, her colleague sitting next to her, chuckled and pulled up a chair.
"Hey, have you tried that? The 'Sister's Mistake Operation'."
"What's that?"
"When you come out after showering, you only wear a towel, and then you 'accidentally' drop it in front of your younger brother."
"Isn't that too old-fashioned?"
"Why do you think old-fashioned things work? They say it's surprisingly effective, you know? My friend even made history with her older brother using that."
"Crazy, really?"
Jeong-hyun's ears perked up. Senior Staff Park looked around and lowered her voice.
"That's not all. These days, there's something called 'sleep-inducing aroma'. If you light a little in the room when he's sleeping, he gets drowsy and won't resist even if you pounce on him. In the morning, if you wake up and say, 'You pounced on me last night,' and play dumb, it's game over."
"Wow... are you a genius? Your information network is insane."
"This much is basic... It might be easy for someone like Team Leader Minseo, but for ordinary women like us, if we want to 'get' our older or younger brothers, we can't be picky about the means and methods..."
At Senior Staff Park's desperate advice, the air in the pantry grew hot. Even other female employees who had come to make coffee gathered one by one, and before long, the pantry had become the [Emergency Committee for Conquering Male Family Members].
"That's right. My friend said she used the 'Boiler Breakdown Operation' last week."
Choi Daeri from the neighboring department interjected, her eyes gleaming.
"Boiler breakdown?"
"Yeah. You go to your older brother's studio apartment, and while showering, you suddenly scream that cold water is coming out. Then your older brother will be surprised and open the bathroom door, right? At that moment, you're wearing only a wet white shirt that reveals your figure, trembling, and you hug him. Saying, 'Oppa, I'm cold... hug me.'"
"Wow... crazy. That's awesome."
"But my younger brother is so clueless that he'd just say, 'Then put on some clothes and come out,' and close the door."
At Senior Staff Park's words, those with male family members gave a thumbs-up, but when Senior Staff Lee Jeong-hyun, who knew her younger brother better than anyone, made a tearful face, saying it wouldn't work, Yoo-jin, her colleague, clicked her tongue and stepped forward.
"Hey, in times like that, something more direct is best. You do yoga, don't you?"
"Yoga? I do, but..."
"At home, pretend to do yoga while wearing leggings. And specifically in front of your younger brother when he's playing games or watching TV."
Yoo-jin bent at the waist and stuck her butt out, as if demonstrating it herself. Her butt line was explicitly revealed above her tight skirt.
"You know the Downward-Facing Dog Pose, right? You lift your butt high up to the sky and explicitly show that 'crevice' towards your younger brother. And while saying you're hot, you flutter your top a bit to show your cleavage. No matter how stoic a man is, if his older sister's butt is wiggling right in front of him, he can't help but react."
"Haa... your butt is killer... can I touch it once?"
Seeing Yoo-jin's large butt, Lee Jeong-hyun's hand unconsciously reached out. However, Yoo-jin quickly jumped up, as if she didn't want to offer her butt to anyone.
"You bitch! Why are you touching my butt? If you want to touch it, pay for it!"
"How petty..."
"Anyway, deliver a decisive blow there! Namely, you sit down, saying, 'Ah, my back cramped up,' and then ask your younger brother to give you a massage. Tell him your inner thighs and butt muscles are tense and ask him to rub them. The moment his hand touches you, it's game over, I'm telling you!"
"......Are you guys really geniuses?"
At Yoo-jin's words, Woo Jeong-hyun's eyes filled with respect. This was because even she thought it would work.
"Anyway, try to make things work with your younger brother somehow! Later, should we have kids?"
At Yoo-jin's explicit words, Jeong-hyun made a bewildered expression, but her face was already flushed with anticipation. But Jeong-hyun tried to maintain her composure and waved her hand dismissively.
"Hey, don't get ahead of yourself. The order is wrong. First, we need to conquer that 'iron wall' guy."
She clenched her fist with a determined look in her eyes.
"As for pregnancy and all that... First, I'll have a wild time with that bastard, and after I get a taste, I'll decide. If it's not good, I might not do it, you know."
At Jeong-hyun's audacious reply, Yoo-jin pouted her lips and glared at her.
"Ugh, you petty bitch! Look at her, trying to taste all the good stuff by herself, testing the waters?"
Yoo-jin grumbled but still patted Jeong-hyun's shoulder. Unlike her jealous chiding, her eyes sparkled with undeniable anticipation.
"Still... if you succeed, you absolutely have to tell me the review, okay? Report in great detail how well the yoga outfit strategy worked, and how substantial your younger brother's 'thing' is. Understood?"
Like a gourmet awaiting a review from a friend who's about to visit a famous restaurant, Yoo-jin's face was filled with a strange excitement.
"Okay. If I succeed, I'll tell you the story in nano-units during lunchtime tomorrow."
Jeong-hyun smiled confidently and firmed her resolve. Tonight, her room was set to become a hot yoga studio and a hungry older sister's secret hunting ground. The air in the pantry once again grew hot with the sticky desires of the females.
Meanwhile, in the team leader's office, separated by a single glass wall. There, a far more practical and elaborate plan, on a different level from the commotion outside, was being formulated.
"Hmm..."
Minseo pretended to review approval documents, while fiddling with her smartphone under the desk. What was displayed on the screen was a shopping app. The search terms were [Costumes Men Go Crazy For], [Event Lingerie].
"This is too obvious..."
Her finger mercilessly swiped past red lace lingerie. They were vulgar and provocative clothes that she wouldn't normally even glance at, but now her eyes were gleaming like a hawk's.
"Oh, this one's pretty good?"
Her finger stopped at [Office Look: Ripped Stockings & Garter Belt Set]. A design with a tight H-line skirt, blouse buttons that looked like they would burst open, and a ripped skirt hem that explicitly revealed her thighs and garter belt.
(Minho, that guy, he was drooling when he saw me in a suit this morning....)
In her mind, an erotic movie was already playing. The main characters were herself in a ripped suit, and Minho with intensely hungry eyes.
<Noona... no, Team Leader-nim. Aren't you too provocative today?>
Minho roughly unbuttoned my blouse as if tearing the buttons off. Thud-thud. With the sound of buttons falling to the floor, my tightly constrained breasts swelled and sprang out.
<How impudent. Do you think a new employee can do something like this to a superior and get away with it?>
I chided him haughtily, but my body was already desperately awaiting Minho's touch. He roughly grabbed my thigh, which was revealed through my ripped skirt.
<It doesn't matter if I don't get away with it. When Team Leader-nim... seduces me so lewdly, how can I resist?>
<Hmph...! Ah, I shouldn't... Haaah~>
The imagination of him tearing my stockings and pushing his hot dick through the opening. The imagination of being violated by him, still in my suit, on a cold desk, or in a cramped pantry.