Seductive Min Deulle (3)
"Huh...? W-what's this? Why are you reacting like that? Don't tell me you're serious?"
"Shut up. You're bothering my studying."
"No, that doesn't make sense. How many days has it even been?"
"Oppa. Ignore Unnie and explain this problem to me too, please."
Pretending to be calm, she cleared her throat. But with her face burning hot, it didn't seem very effective. She pointed to the half-solved problem first. She pulled back just enough so her breasts wouldn't touch him, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Their arms and thighs were still pressed together. Memories of what had happened in her dreams flooded back unbidden, making her even more embarrassed. It felt like stripping naked in front of her sister and clinging to Oppa.
"Hey... how big is the age gap between you two? Eight years."
"So what?"
Age doesn't matter. There are plenty of couples with a twelve-year gap, and surely even bigger ones exist somewhere.
"When you were in elementary school, Uju-mong was already an adult."
"We're both adults now. No legal issues."
Thankfully, talking with her sister brought her reason back. Her head felt cool and clear.
"You're a kid who should be studying, and suddenly... Are you a gold digger or something? Falling for anyone like that...?"
"Anyone?"
Irritated by the subtle dig at Oppa, she wrapped both arms around his right arm demonstratively. She pulled it straight toward her chest, burying it between her breasts.
"D-Deulle?"
Her upper breasts bulged out of her top even more, but she didn't care. It was already obvious to anyone—even a three-year-old—that she had feelings for Oppa. Hiding it further was pointless. All that was left was to go straight for it.
"It wouldn't be like this if it wasn't Uju-mong Oppa."
"......"
"I don't fall for just anyone. This oppa is my f-first."
Her sister froze solid. Her face was one of pure shock, mouth agape, eyes blinking rapidly as she stared at them. It must be bewildering for both her sister and Oppa. Falling for someone doesn't need a grand reason, but seeing her change so drastically in just three days would look insane. Especially since Oppa had been in love with Unnie for over ten years, from long ago until now. And here was that beloved woman's little sister confessing her affection right in front of her. For Uju-mong Oppa, it was like the girl who barely spoke to him on day one got a bit friendlier on day two, then showed up on day three in revealing clothes and basically confessed.
But I have no intention of stopping. If I just sit still, it'll end up as unrequited love like with Oppa.
If she couldn't make him hers anyway, this relationship would fall apart someday. Better to charge in, shatter, and cry it out now than watch him marry some other woman and squeeze out tears later.
"Y-you're joking, right?"
"I wouldn't joke about something like this."
"Ah... Aha! I get it. You hate studying here. If you do this, I won't force you to study and will back off. That's why, huh?"
"Why do you have to twist everything like that?"
This wasn't just obliviousness—it was assuming the worst for herself. Classic Ari Unnie.
"Whatever. You're bothering my studying. Go write your stories, Unnie."
"No, this is weird. You really like him? After just seeing his face a few days? He's not the type to fall for at first sight. What do you even know about Uju-mong?"
How could Oppa like this sister of hers?
"I know things Unnie doesn't."
"Things I don't know? Like what?"
"Th-that's..."
The thing starts off a bit soft when you first take it out. Touch it with your hand or suck it with your mouth, and it gets incredibly big and hard. He loves shoving it all the way to the root and watching her reactions. The sheer volume of his release is impossible to swallow completely or contain fully in the womb. Even when choking her throat, she can feel his gentleness and consideration.
"I can't say stuff like that."
"What...? Uju-mong. What the hell is going on?"
"Wh-what?"
"Be honest. What happened yesterday? What did you do to Min Deulle while I wasn't around?"
Suddenly, the fire turned toward Oppa.
"Nothing. What would I have done? Absolutely nothing."
"Liar. I can smell the lies."
She was using some weird phrase from a comic or novel again. Annoyed by how pathetic it sounded, he shot back casually.
"Isn't that the smell coming from your hair, Unnie? You only washed your bangs today."
"I washed it yesterday and went to bed."
"Gross. You should wash in the morning too."
"No? Washing that often causes hair loss and is bad for your scalp."
Just then, the cafe door opened with the sound of customers entering. Oppa stood up quickly, clearly uncomfortable.
"Welcome."
Even then, the way he gently disentangled her hand tugged at her heart.
"Hey, no more joking. Be honest. Is it real? You really like Uju-mong?"
"What's not to like? He's handsome. Great body. Cafe owner, smart too."
"......"
"And he's been friends with a bitchy unnie like you for a long time." She emphasized "friends" on purpose.
"After a few days, I saw his good personality and manners. I like him."
"No, a repeater student dating? Come on."
She crossed her arms and legs.
"Unnie. Am I like other repeaters? I'm not trying to be a doctor or anything. You dragged me out because I was lazing around at home, telling me to do something. Right?"
"......"
"Studying? I'll do it. But something I want to do? I think I've found it."
"And what you want is... dating Uju-mong? Using studying as an excuse to get close?"
She shook her head. She wasn't thinking that shallowly.
"Once you start something, you see it through. Even as a trainee, my goal was the top."
"So what... you're thinking marriage? After just three days?"
"First, I'll learn bread and coffee. Maybe there's a department for that at university?"
Of course, if push came to shove, she could drop studying. Mom could teach her baking, Oppa coffee.
"If I'm good at it, learning business or economics to support Oppa wouldn't be bad."
"Aigoo... I'm going crazy. She's serious."
Even if she was younger, her heart was more adult—especially toward Oppa, far more mature than Unnie's.
"Hey, if you actually date Uju-mong... or heaven forbid, marry him... then I..."
"What's the problem for Unnie? And just because it makes you uncomfortable, should I not like Oppa?"
"......"
Unnie clamped her mouth shut. Various emotions layered over her initial shock and surprise. Min Deulle couldn't guess what was going through her head.
"If it works out, let's go on a couples' trip. Separate rooms, though."
She turned away and picked up the pen Oppa had been holding. Regrettably, his warmth was gone.
......
Whenever the cafe was empty, Min Deulle would always call me over to teach her. I'd sit beside her, explaining math or English grammar, and she'd stick right to me every time. If she were slacking off, I'd scold her, but she wasn't. Maybe because it was middle-school level concepts and problems, she absorbed my explanations like a womb sucking in semen—smoothly and eagerly.
Ari's expression had been sour all day. She looked like she had a lot to say but couldn't sort her thoughts, just staring at us over her laptop.
Time passed like that until closing. Ari grabbed Min Deulle and bolted home. Min Deulle suggested a walk with me first, but Ari shook her head. She said to think of poor Uju-mong who'd worked all day, and Min Deulle nodded obediently.
"That in itself... feels kinda good, like I'm the one being envied."
After showering, I sat naked on the bed. Condom in one hand, phone in the other, lost in thought. If we'd gone for that walk... if Min Deulle had said something like "What about me instead of Unnie?"... how would I have answered?
"Pathetic, agonizing like this naked."
Habitually, I lay back and pulled up Ari's photos. Flicking through them one by one, I stroked my soft cock.
"Oh yeah, I didn't get today's Ari pic."
It was basically a confession already. I'd felt Min Deulle's affection toward me all day. In this situation, I couldn't send a message like 'As promised, send your sister's pic? Still waiting on today's.' I'm not that oblivious.
"It was a trade for overlooking her not studying anyway. She's studying hard now—no excuse."
So I fiddled with my dick while looking at Ari's pics again. But something was off. No reaction. Normally it'd harden fully right away, but it stayed half-erect and stalled.
"......"
I could guess the reason.
"Not enough stimulation."
Holding Min Deulle in the dream was several times more thrilling and intense. Her image lingered—gripping my cock tight, sucking the head sloppily, then looking up at me with a face of pure ecstasy as she enveloped my whole length warmly.
"100,000 won. Just 100,000 won..."
I checked my bank balance. A cute, tight amount for this month's living expenses stared back.
"Maybe sell some Meat Coin?"
Why do we save money? To live happily, right? Spending 100,000 won right now on that dream directly ties to my happiness. Skimp on 100,000 and become rich? No. Invest it elsewhere for bigger joy? Impossible.
"Yeah. Sell it. Buy it."
I opened the virtual currency app, sold the Meat Coin, and transferred 100,000 won straight to my account. Sure, I could register Su Yeonhwa on the Dream Manipulation App without spending—but then I'd alternate between her and Min Deulle's dreams nightly, or visit one each time. More people meant fewer paid dreams like today.
"But I don't want to touch Mom yet."
Charged the money and bought Midnight Nude Stroll. Purchased. Ultimately, I gave up edging with Min Ari's photos and chose to ravage Min Deulle in a dream.
"Now, let's set the dream content..."
As I checked the registered target to manipulate the dream—
Bzzzzt!
My phone buzzed loudly, signaling an incoming call. The name on the screen: Su Yeonhwa. The mother of Min Ari and Min Deulle—and a woman I could embrace in her dreams tonight if I wanted.