Teasing Touches and Sudden Gallery Farewells
We somehow managed to eat dinner—I couldn't tell if the food was going in through my nose or my mouth. My sister was still wearing that angry face, which made me feel like I might choke.
"Um... Noona?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you still mad?"
When I looked up at her from the floor, she placed a hand on my head and shook it.
"No, I'm just annoyed thinking about all the creepy notes you'll have to deal with from now on. Sorry..."
"Don't worry too much. I'm 24... no, 20 now, and I can handle those creeps just fine!"
Normally, you'd call it don't feed the crazies. No bait for the mentally unhinged.
You never feed the bastards who send those sleazy emails or notes. Starve them out, and they'll just beat themselves up until they drop dead—it's their daily routine.
"Right. You're an adult now, Ha-yoon, so you'll do great."
"Of course!"
Thankfully, her expression softened at my words. She lowered the hand from my head and, as always, started kneading my cheeks like dough. The soft touch felt good... wait, no, that's weird.
"Eugh... Noona, cut it out already."
Maybe because she kept going, my pronunciation got all mushy too. Anyone hearing it would think I was faking cute. Why is this body so weak to her hands...?
"Ha-yoon, you're getting softer all over, aren't you?"
"Wh-what's that supposed to mean?!"
Softer all over...? As I flushed with embarrassment, she gave me a meaningful smile, and I reflexively hugged myself with both arms.
"H-hey, Noona?"
"What? My little sis had some naughty thoughts, huh."
Had I provoked her? Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
"N-Noona!"
I tried to pull back in a hurry, but it was impossible. Sure, her chest was smaller, but she was way stronger than me...
"Announcement! I gotta post about tomorrow's stream!"
"It's fine, it's fine."
I'm not fine, so why's she saying it is?
"F-for real!"
"Announcements are quick to write. Let's play a bit more first. It's boring up in my place once I head back."
I wriggled because of her cold hands, but my body got pinned down by her strength in no time. No matter how I thought about it, this body of mine was pathetically weak.
"Eep! Hands off... Hii!"
"Ha-yoon, thanks to me, you're getting softer and bigger—doesn't that feel good?"
"G-good, what's good about...!"
The moment I spoke, I felt her grip tighten.
"Doesn't it feel good?"
"...G-good, it feels good."
Answer coercion at its finest...
After the 24-year-old woman mercilessly groped the 20-year-old, she stood up with a hugely reluctant expression.
"If only I didn't have work tomorrow."
"...Just go already."
"What?"
"Sorry."
At my quick shift, she laughed like it was adorable, ruffled my hair wildly, and headed to the door. I followed—better to see her off properly.
"Get home safe. Fighting for work tomorrow."
"You rest well too, Ha-yoon. Text me when you wake up tomorrow!"
"Got it. Hurry before you're late."
She gave a pretty... no, a pleased smile, opened the door, and left. Every time she visits, nothing's left—just like she said, ever since we were kids...
"...Ever since we were kids?"
I wasn't sure. Seeing myself naked was still embarrassing, and going to the bathroom felt awkward, but honestly, it wasn't a big deal anymore.
If I went back, fine. If not, whatever. But if I went back with a girlfriend here? Would she stay my girlfriend? That'd be kinda nice.
"Gotta know a girl first, though..."
I dove onto the bed, pulled out my phone, and muttered to myself. First, post the stream announcement, then some egosearch, scout some low-chat games, and crash.
I threw up a quick announcement, turned off the PC, and dove into the familiar gallery. I always preferred shitposts over official notices anyway.
"Lots of bad news today..."
A big corp hiatus and a small-timer's graduation that popped up occasionally. Seemed unrelated, but something felt off, so I clicked in.
Hello, this is Huran, who's been with you all for the past year. I'm truly sorry to the Huran fans shocked by this sudden graduation notice. It was a year full of great memories since getting my first avatar, but I feel like I'm losing my own color and can't keep going. Really sorry.
Anyway, she got gallery-picked like 3 months ago and blew up hard, right? But after that, it's been nothing but collabs, gallery floaters all bailed, and her mental snapped. Weird thing is, viewers went up even before the pick, and now sudden grad? Sad she died after the pick, but real talk: 5 streams a week, 4 collabs? Too much. Plus turret-feeding nonstop, no bans either.
Honestly, I'd seen tons of graduation notices while gallery trolling. But since I streamed myself? It felt sticky somehow.
A trash streamer pre-gallery-pick suddenly quits? Sure, live viewers dropping could do it, but usually they'd hiatus first, not straight-up graduate...
"Probably nothing."
A guy-turned-girl like me wouldn't have woman's intuition anyway. Even if I did, it wouldn't involve me much.
I tried hard not to think about it, but that note from earlier kept nagging. Yaru, was it? Trash cartel creep.
"Nah, no way."
Even if it pissed me off, jumping to that was too far. I'd ignored it properly—ban if he shows. Done.
More important: what game tomorrow, how to dodge Noona's groping. I shoved the unease aside and fiddled with my phone.
"Horror game's for the weekend, I guess?"
Horror meant no chat monitoring, so with Noona around, it'd be manageable.
Tomorrow: low-chat stuff, maybe that visual novel I skipped. Furry heroine—viewers would eat it up. Yeah.
Hours of gallery scrolling and YouTube low-chat hunting later, my eyes started drooping. Normally wide awake now...
"Yawn..."
Couldn't fight the sleep, so I plugged in the phone and closed my eyes slow. Ah, electric blanket's all toasty...
"Haaah~!"
A refreshing morning starting with a stretch. Wake-up at 7 AM sharp!
Anyone'd think I was some insane perfect-life college girl. Feeling good from the early rise, I couldn't leave bed.
"First... text Noona."
Grabbed the phone by my head and texted her.
Her voice echoed in the text. Noona's so chipper in the morning...
Just woke up, eye boogers and all—gotta wash... wait, why? Never washed for sis before. Fine, going as-is.
Sent it and shuffled to the door. First time seeing someone off...
Click.
Opened the door—fresh cologne hit me, and there was Noona in her suit.
"Ha-yoon! Got a magpie in your hair."
She spotted me, beamed, rushed over, and started kneading my cheeks. Morning grope sesh...?
"Feels so good starting the day like this."
"Auu... Noona, you'll be late."
"Hate going to work. Wanna just hug you and roll in bed all day."
Poor Noona... I reached up and patted her head.
"Fighting for today."
Her face melted under my touch. That good getting petted by your sis? If my sis tried, I'd show her big bro terror...
"Yeah. I'll work hard so I can feed you even if your streams flop!"
Anyway, she's pumped now.