Healing Server Saturday Evening
Healing server Saturday evening. I'd spent an oddly enjoyable—if not outright fun—time with Ul Eonni, even eating dinner together. And now that she'd gone up to her own one-room apartment, I was holding my phone, faced with what felt like the most important decision of the moment, deep in thought.
Seeing sociable Danbi-unni speak so timidly made me curious about why she didn't do collabs more often.
Well, whatever's up with Danbi-unni, I'd just wait for her to tell me herself. That wasn't what I needed to think about right now.
It wasn't a lie—I'd just been lying in bed searching for games to play tomorrow. Oh, and I should probably buy the game soon.
The moment I replied in the group chat, I jumped into the Atelier Fan Cafe to write my post. Minecraft with friends...! Aside from messing around in middle school once, it'd be my first time. My heart was already pounding with excitement. How fun would it be? Back then it was only version 1.5.2—it's gotta have changed a ton, right?
"Ehehe...!"
Humming to myself at the thought of the fun, I started typing up the cafe notice.
As expected, not zero-viewer trash—the comments from my top-tier fans were rolling in fast even at night, and reading them made me chuckle. After finishing the rest, I headed to the Minecraft site to buy it.
Minecraft | Buy for 30,000 won
"Whoa, 30,000 won? I swear it used to be free back in the day."
I muttered under my breath, then remembered I'd used a P2P "legit" copy back then and felt embarrassed. In my defense—not that it's much of one—they gave out P2P coupons with every bookstore purchase, so of course I thought it was legit.
"Tch..."
Feeling awkwardly sheepish, I scratched my cheek and hit purchase.
Log in to purchase
Before the payment screen even popped up, the signup page appeared first. Wasn't there back then...? Nah, stop thinking about it—I'm not that old. Anyway, I entered my usual email, wrestled with their annoyingly strict password rules mixing uppercase and specials, and finally moved on.
I'm not a robot □
"Ugh, the guy who made this has gotta be insane."
Pedestrian button? But it's gotta be the one on the edge of the box or not? So frustrating. Luckily, I nailed it first try, set up my ID, hit purchase, and got Greenscreen Pay instead of card—smooth sailing.
"I'll install it first thing when I wake up tomorrow, yeah?"
Stepping out of my cozy blanket burrow to boot the PC and install right now? No way. I tossed my phone aside, closed my eyes, and imagined tomorrow's collab—couldn't stop grinning.
"Hehe... Can't wait for the collab tomorrow."
My voice came out a bit dopey, but hey, a 20-year-old can afford some airheaded charm, right? The viewers would probably love hearing it...
Beep.
The sound of the front door opening jolted me half-awake. Probably Ul Eonni? Then I could snooze a bit more. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and shut my eyes again.
"Our Yoon-i's still sleeping, huh?"
That slightly creepy tone made me think I should open my eyes right now, but it was too late. As I hesitated, a soft hand slipped through the blanket gap and started stroking me over my clothes.
"Ah, so warm."
"Hngh...!"
I clenched my teeth to stifle any sound, but a tiny one escaped. Luckily, she didn't seem to notice. If I stayed still, maybe she'd head to the kitchen for breakfast prep?
But my hopes vanished instantly. Her hand, which had been innocently stroking over my clothes, suddenly slipped under my thin t-shirt.
"Our Yoon-i makes the cutest sounds even in her sleep?"
I was the idiot for thinking she wouldn't notice. From her tone, she'd known I was awake before I even made a peep.
"Eek...! Unni, that tickles!"
"Hm? Our little sis sleep-talks in such a unique way?"
The feel of her palm on my bare skin made me open my eyes and try to push her away, but she casually replied while kneading my side like a pinch.
"I'm up! I'm awake!"
"Our Yoon-i's tummy is so soft and squishy too."
"Stop, stooop...!"
After a solid torment session on the bed, she finally pulled her hand back, satisfied, and lay beside me laughing. She looked so pretty just smiling like that—why did she always tease me? Not that the teasing wasn't cute too...
"Staring like that makes unni shy, y'know. Does it mean you want more? I won't hold back then..."
The moment I saw her hand diving back under the blanket, I frantically shook my head.
"N-no! Not that, stop...! Eek!"
I tried to speak fast, but her fingers beat me to my waist.
"Ehehe, isn't our Yoon-i way too soft this morning?"
"You're such a perv!"
"A perv? Calling your unni a perv? Want me to show you what a real perv does?"
Both her hands burrowed under my thin t-shirt again. Stroking from my waist to my sides, her touch nearly made me breathless. If she were a guy, she'd be a total Casanova, right? No, wait—not that it felt good or anything. Anyway.
"Hnght...! Hnng... Stop, stop it!"
"Sorry or not?"
"Sorry! I'm sorry!"
Thankfully, the hand creeping upward halted the second I surrendered.
"Good. Since our Yoon-i admits she was wrong, I'll let it slide today."
"...Thanks."
I wanted to call her a total perv, but that'd probably make things dangerous for real, so I had no choice but to say thanks. Satisfied, she nodded, patted my messy hair, and got out of bed.
"Unni's making breakfast, so hurry up and wash and come out."
She hummed happily—clearly thrilled from groping me—as she headed to the kitchen, and I couldn't help but pout. Only after confirming the kitchen door shut did I curl up on the bed.
"Ugh... Don't wanna wash."
I was used to her seeing me naked by now, but that familiarity bred laziness. As a guy, a rough scrub was fine, but this girl's skin was so sensitive—even a little hard rubbing left it red all day.
"Ughh...! Fine, no stream yesterday, so gotta get up early today and prep."
I stretched lightly as I got out of bed. I wanted to skip washing till tonight too, but lingering meant unni coming back to nag, so no choice.
Shuffling slowly, I grabbed clothes and headed to the bathroom. In the mirror, my bedhead and flushed face from unni's antics stared back—my sides still felt hot.
"Shouldn't have told her to come in anytime."
A twinge of regret, but it was too late, and having someone like unni wake me wasn't bad. Back in the day, my little sis would wake me up sometimes too—not much different.
"...Wait, how'd she even know my one-room passcode back then?"
I definitely never told her. A faint suspicion nagged, but I brushed it off. Better to wash quick, eat breakfast with unni, and download the game.