Chapter 200
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 200
Chapter Title: Strawberry Milk Scheme
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"Is this what you call not much of an increase? It went up twenty times!"
"Yeah. Compared to healing potions, it's barely anything. Those started creeping up little by little from the moment they first appeared, and they've just kept rising ever since. Now they're something like a thousand or ten thousand times more expensive than when they debuted. ...I don't know the exact market price. My second sister told me that."
"Your second sister?"
"Lately, she's been super into this whole field. ...That Hunter Market, right? That's the company she's aiming to take over. She's planning to launch something called Hunter Auction."
"What? For real?"
"Yeah. If you're curious, call her up and ask. She said she's going with a high-end strategy. Turn Hunter Market into a bargain-bin flea market with premium image marketing, while her company sells only verified luxury goods."
I was a little curious, but not enough to actually call and ask.
Still, since it's my sister's company, next time I have stuff to sell, maybe I'll offload it there?
As I chatted with my youngest sister, the distance between us grew ever closer.
Now we were so close that leaning in just a bit more would bring our lips together.
I wanted to lick and suck on her soft, plush-looking lips.
Sensing my piercing gaze, she met my eyes with a tender look and flashed a sly smile.
Her face flushed, she breathed raggedly, repeatedly tucking her hair behind her ear.
Then she outright gathered her hair, tying it back with a headband to fully expose the nape of her neck.
A concentrated wave of her body scent seemed to emanate from her slender nape.
Her sweet, alluring fragrance filled the air.
The scent of a female luring in a male.
Mingled faintly with shampoo, body wash, makeup, and perfume.
The complex bouquet felt like standing amid a bed of trembling flowers.
But the strongest note by far was the pheromonal musk that stirred raw lust.
'Ah, fuck. I can't hold back.'
I'd been trying my best to restrain myself, what with our history and all.
But no, this wasn't working. Time to stick to the original plan and fuck my little sister.
Pretending to rummage in the black bag with the ice cream and whatnot, I pulled out a strawberry milk I'd prepared in my Subspace Storage before coming here.
This strawberry milk was laced with my aphrodisiac- and narcotic-laced semen.
I planned to get her to drink it.
The risk of getting caught later...? Whatever.
Future me can deal with it.
"Here, sis, have this too."
"......"
Was it too sudden and awkward, offering her a drink out of nowhere?
She eyed the strawberry milk I'd handed her with deep suspicion.
Her fleeting glance at me held a swirl of complex emotions.
Contempt, pity, curiosity, longing, disappointment, love, disgust, lust, scorn, ambivalence...
"...W-why won't you drink it?"
"......"
"...If you don't wanna drink it, just say so."
"......"
She kept staring at me intently.
Sometimes silence is more terrifying than a hundred words.
This was exactly that.
Why...? How did she know...?
"...W-why? ...Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Haa..."
My youngest sister let out a deep sigh, gazing at the ceiling as if reminiscing about the past.
"Oppa. The women in our family don't eat or drink anything you hand them like that anymore. You didn't know?"
"...W-why?"
"You get this distinctive expression, gesture—whatever—whenever you're scheming something shady. There's a vibe. That's how all the women in the family catch on."
"...?"
"You seriously don't remember that incident? When you mixed your bodily fluids into our food and drinks..."
"Ah, aah, got it. Stop. Hang on. Stop! Just stop. I get it, so stop."
I understood now.
I wanted to shut her mouth before she could say another word.
"Why do you keep interrupting? If you'd just spit in it, I'd get it. Puberty boy and all. But putting that white stuff from your dick into our food and drinks? That's crossing the line, right? Admit it."
"......"
"Back when I first found out, I was seriously worried you'd get beaten to death by big sis. I even ate it on purpose knowing full well, just to cover for you. If I refused, the mood would've turned weird, big sis would've noticed, and you'd have been done for."
"......"
"That time big sis said she'd crush your balls and turn you into a girl if you pulled any creepy shit? I gritted my teeth and swallowed it down. Aren't you grateful? Your balls are intact thanks to me. Say thanks already."
"...T-thanks."
"Lucky for you I'm so understanding and forgiving. And you did it to me, so I did the same right back—that's fair. Honestly, if you'd only done it to me, you might've gotten away with it... But you did it to the whole family, idiot. Reflect on that."
"Yeah, uh-huh... ...Huh? You did the same to me?"
I asked in confusion, but she dodged the question and kept going.
"Of course big sis probably wouldn't go that far... but she'd beat the crap out of you and chew you out. She sees that kind of discipline as 'love.' She's strict and naggy on the surface, but she really likes and loves you."
"...Big sis likes me? Loves me? That's bullshit. You say that 'cause you've never been hit by her. Never thought I'd hear that in my life. Take one hit from her, and you'd never say it again. You know she used to beat me every single day before I moved out?"
"I know. The 'black-haired beast' beatings to toughen you up, the torment, the confinement... But come on. Considering what you did, you deserved it. I think you had it coming. I totally get big sis telling you to stop being sneaky and act boldly. She wasn't hating on you—she was disciplining you out of love, her way."
"......"
"Look at everything you've done up till now. For her not to have given you any permanent damage? That alone shows how much she loves you. It's a love as vast as the Pacific."
"......"
"You know what she does to guys who mess around with women? Crushes their balls for real. But you're fine, right? Special treatment. If she wanted, she could've crippled you ages ago. But nah? See what I'm saying?"
"Uh..."
Thinking about it, she had a point.
But hold up.
She'd just glossed over my question.
She ate it knowing...? Huh?
And did the same to me?
'Did I hear that right?'
*knock knock*
A knock came from the hospital room door midway through our talk.
"Time for rounds."
It was a young woman's bright voice.
Like she was visiting a close friend?
I glanced at my youngest sister.
This was her room, after all.
She turned toward the door with a smile, looking just as thrilled as if a bestie had dropped by.
"Come in, unnie! Hehe."
One female doctor and three female nurses entered.
All young and gorgeous.
The doctor, waving cheerfully at my youngest sister, froze mid-step upon spotting me.
The nurses weren't much different, gaping with "Ooh~" and blushing as they halted.
My youngest sister, who'd been exchanging friendly greetings, noticed their expressions and went ice-cold.
She muttered under her breath, "I was so nice to them, and these bitches dare..." Scary.
Wait, weren't they super tight just a second ago? They greeted like best friends.
Like a hard-won friendship between a sickly girl with no friends and her doctor/nurse? Was I imagining it?
After standing there dazed for a while, the doctor and nurses cleared their throats—"Ahem. Ahem."—and approached us.
Blushing, they straightened their clothes and tucked hair behind ears, mimicking my sister's earlier moves.
"...Um, s-so... if I may ask, what's your relationship to Seung-hye...?"
Before I could answer the doctor's question, my sister's frosty reply shot out first.
"My big brother."
"...Oh, aha. I see. ...I had no idea Seung-hye had such a handsome, hot older brother... Hehehe..."
Huh? Hadn't I seen her a few times before?
Oh... right.
My looks had changed a ton.
If she wasn't paying much attention before, no wonder she mistook me for someone else.
"Dr. Choi Hye-jin. Quit grinning like an idiot and do the rounds already, then get out. You're wasting oxygen in my room—it's annoying. Hurry up and leave. And switch my attending physician while you're at it."
"...Hey, that's a bit harsh."
This was a new side to my youngest sister, so I was stunned and clamped my hand over her mouth.
*lick*
But why the hell did this crazy girl just lick my hand?
No, that's not the point right now.
I bowed deeply to the doctor on my sister's behalf.
"...S-sorry. She's not feeling well, so she's extra sensitive today. Really sorry. I'll apologize for her."
"Oh my... so caring too. It's fine. Seung-hye and I are tight enough to hurl insults and laugh it off. Hohoho. We fight a bit, make up, repeat. Hohoho. It doesn't bother me at all. ...I can handle one bratty little sister-in-law type. ...But, uh, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Hey!"
"...Pardon?"
My sister yelled at the young doctor's question, and I blurted out in bewilderment.
My sister's eyes blazed. The doctor brushed it off casually.
"...Haha, not great to say this on the clock, so hold on. Here's my number. ...Call me later? Promise?"
She whipped out a notepad from her pocket, scribbled something quick, tore off the page, and slipped it into my hand.
And there was my sister, trembling with rage as she watched.
What the fuck? How did things turn into this?
Hmm, but is this the life of a total hunk? Better pocket the number for now.
I tucked it away slyly and looked at my sister—tears were streaming down her face.
What the hell's her deal now?