Senior Slayer's First Taste of Victory
"Superhuman Jeong Seung-ah."
"Yes?"
"Has anyone in this unit ever received a visitor's pass before?"
"Hmm... you mean a visit?"
"Really?"
No, that was the most obvious thing in the world. With so many people around, if no one ever came to visit, that would be stranger.
"Before that, where did you usually receive visits?"
"Hmm... I went far away with the cadre. The seniors said it took about two hours to get there?"
"Ah."
I understood. So they had set up a building.
They must have installed it specifically because a visitor pass request had come in. The classic "strike while the iron is hot" approach.
"Why is that?"
"Oh, because I thought my little sister would visit soon, so I asked. It just came up suddenly."
"A visit?"
Han Jihye, who had been sprawled around on the couch, suddenly turned her head and looked straight at me.
"That's right."
"When is she coming?"
"Probably tomorrow. The cadre told me so."
"Really? Then I can get some chicken, right?"
"Whoa, you're such a trash personality."
Han Jihye waved her hand dismissively at the senior's comment.
"Do you really think I'd eat it? Like, no way."
"You just said you'd eat it earlier! You're truly a trash personality."
"I meant the words! Anyway, I can't eat the free chicken here, so I need to use the visit to my advantage. Wouldn't you agree?"
"That makes sense. But still, you're a trash personality."
"Ugh, seriously... Huh? Why are you staring at me like that, Seo Harang?"
"Superhuman Seo Harang..."
It was envy.
I wanted to banter like that too, hahaha.
Han Jihye must have noticed the longing and emptiness in my eyes because the corner of her mouth curved upward.
"What? You want to play around together? Okay, let's do it."
"R-really?"
"Why would I lie?"
It felt like begging for absolution, but a tiny step forward was still a giant leap for humanity.
Armed with that resolve, I repeated exactly what the senior had just said. Honestly, there was a bit of my own private feelings mixed in.
"Trash personality!"
"Superhuman Jeong Seung-ah, attention!"
"I'm sorry."
"How did you let the top senior call you a trash personality?"
"I'll be careful from now on."
"Uwaaaah..."
I had been too relaxed after one joint training session.
Even though I knew Han Jihye was a devil with unpredictable insides, I had still fallen for it.
If my little sister found out her big brother—who was always strict and serious—had been treated like a toy, what kind of face would she make?
"By the way, looking at how you're being treated like this, don't you think your little sister will react the same?"
The senior, who must have been thinking the same thing as me, asked suddenly.
"...Really? How's your relationship with your little sister?"
"Last time I told you it was pretty close, right? We grew up together in that kind of environment anyway."
Han Jihye's words were correct. But I didn't think it was necessary to reveal every unnecessary detail.
"We don't rely on each other that much. We tease each other and occasionally fight."
"Ah, really? You said you were jealous last time?"
She definitely made her own opinions clear, separate from that.
"Maybe she's a bit upset. There was that text I ignored, and there are suspicions too."
"Suspicions? What suspicions?"
"She brought her underwear."
"...Is she crazy?"
No, since it was a female body, it shouldn't matter, right? Why did she look at me like I was seeing a real crazy person?
"Why? What are you planning to use it for?"
At least Jeong Seung-ah was the only one showing a calm reaction.
The look in her eyes seemed like understanding... but actually, it was closer to curiosity.
"Use it for what? Obviously to wear it, right?"
Right as I was about to answer, my intuition stopped my mouth from opening.
'If I had been a woman originally, I wouldn't have any reason to wear my sister's underwear.'
That was the reason. After all, I would have had my own underwear, so there was no need to steal hers.
In reality, if I admitted it outright, it would obviously turn me into a crazy person who got aroused wearing his own sister's panties.
But what if I just denied it outright?
'Ah, actually I borrowed it because I'm a guy for a moment.'
The problem was how the other seniors would react to that.
Anyone else? No, especially Han Jihye. Once she got her eyes on something interesting, who knew what would happen next?
Thinking it over, I realized the best choice was to cleverly mix in some truth to make a believable excuse.
"...When I came here, I didn't have any underwear that fit. It was better to wear my sister's than none at all, right?"
"...You mean not wearing any is better? The one you originally had?"
She didn't ask for more details, but I knew she understood. It was the moment the poverty of the past came to my aid.
Had I ever used poverty like that in my life?
...Yeah, when I was a minor looking for part-time jobs.
"Well... if that's the case, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Tsk, then don't say that."
Amid the somewhat pitiful reactions, Han Jihye opened her mouth.
"Uhm..."
Huh? Was she really going to apologize?
I knew it wasn't likely, but I felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
"Buy me chicken and send it. I'll send the money."
But as expected, Han Jihye was Han Jihye. No matter what, she stubbornly steered the conversation back to the original topic.
Honestly, it was better than feeling pitiful.
"Understood."
"First, scan your account. I'll send money first."
At Han Jihye's words, I scanned my allowance account.
"Is this the account your monthly salary goes into?"
"Yes."
"Not that one. Scan the one with your personal money."
"Why?"
"Why? You just asked why. Now? Do you have time for that?"
At Han Jihye's words, I quickly called up my personal account.
Han Jihye checked it and tapped on her phone.
Bwoong—accompanied by a vibration, an incoming deposit notification appeared.
One million.
"What?!"
"What? It's casual speech."
"No, this is way too much."
"Too much? Do you have time to say that?"
"No! Ah...! Ah! Understood."
"Got it? You don't need me to explain?"
"Perfect. So with the amount you sent... it should be enough to buy about two hundred chickens. I'll contact them right away. I don't know if they'll deliver, though."
"What? What are you talking about?"
Han Jihye rarely showed a serious tone.
"You didn't mean to buy chicken with exactly the transferred amount, did you?"
"How much did you send?"
Kim Heejin, who saw the amount on my phone, made a serious face.
"Hey, Seo Harang."
"Superhuman Seo Harang."
"You aren't seriously telling me to buy market chicken, are you?"
"Huh? Isn't market chicken delicious?"
"Seriously. You can buy market chicken around here too? You have to buy from a brand."
"Whoa, are you all rich?"
I tried to eat as solidly as possible, but brand food was something I or my sister only ate on special occasions. I thought spending a fortune on something that just disappeared in digestion was extravagant.
"I sent you the money. Use it to buy it."
"Ah...! Han Jihye... noona! Understood! With this, I'll get fifty brand chickens...!"
"What crazy talk? Fifty chickens would last a month. Not that."
"Ah, then chicken and pizza..."
"Did I say I'd be your bread shuttle? Buy something you need with that. Stop looking pitiful."
It was a kindness from someone who usually flicked their tongue. The thing that pierced my heart because I hadn't received it before.
Along with the one million won in relief, the words were also strangely caring.
The negative feelings I had toward Han Jihye seemed to vanish all at once!
"I-I'm going to work hard!"
"Huh? The soy sauce one, boneless. Ask your little sister to pick some."
"Understood!"
"Whoa, Hero Han Jihye is a complete meat ignoramus. Why eat boneless?"
"I want to eat one piece at a time with a fork, why. Bones? Do you want to eat with bones?"
"That's right."
"You've grown up a lot, huh? Okay."
After putting her arm on the senior's shoulder who had just flicked her, Han Jihye said again.
"Half soy sauce, half fried, boneless."
"Ah!"
"What 'ah'? I bought it."
It was a hundred percent correct.
But I didn't feel at ease letting the large sum of money I received be used however she wanted.
I had said that, but since she had treated me well, I thought it would be better if I bought it with money I earned.
But what if I told her to give the received money back? Han Jihye was almost certain to receive it at zero chance.
In that sense, I decided to keep the relief money and use the money I earned. After all, I had a monthly salary coming in? If I saved it like this, I'd probably be called cheap.
I contacted my little sister and asked for chicken. Showing the happy reply message, I filled my heart with anticipation for the special meal tomorrow.
...
And the next morning. I headed to the visitor's pass waiting room where my sister was.
"Noona!"
As soon as she saw me, my little sister, Seo Hayan, jumped up from her seat. Her big, round eyes, which had always been wide, seemed even bigger now.
"Ah, you're here?"
"Noona!! I missed you so much!!"
Then, like a tragic heroine, she ran over and hugged me tightly.
We siblings had never hugged like this before. Probably because I was the one who had become a woman and had adapted faster to the situation.
"Noona's scent... smells so good... ehehe..."
"Really?"
I sniffed the sleeve scent Jeong Seung-ah had mentioned, but I still couldn't feel it.
White, who was burying her face between my breasts, patted her head.
Wasn't it only half a year? Would she react this strongly? It seemed like she even read my thoughts, and White whispered carefully.
"She suddenly disappeared... and suddenly only I was left, so it was lonely..."
Hearing that, I understood how my little sister felt.
Twenty years old. Just starting out in society.
In such a situation, the only family left was suddenly far away. It was only natural to show such a happy reaction.
Along with the thought that I might have been distancing myself from her as usual, another question popped up.
...Had I ever shown White what I looked like after becoming a woman?