[Episode 1] Lee Yeon-ah - Diary of Female Corruption
[Episode 1] Lee Yeon-ah - Diary of Female Corruption
Tadaktadak.
Click, clickclickclick!
The keyboard and mouse rang out without rest. Inside the monitor, all sorts of skills and effects were tangled together in a team fight.
"Hey hey!! It's the opening, the opening!! Go in! You can go in now!!"
I pressed my face close to the monitor and raised my voice.
"Uh?? No, fuck!! What are you doing?! You should be focusing the ADC! Not the tank, the ADC behind!! What are you doinggg!!"
A gray screen appeared.
Soon after, one ally fell, then two more fell. The Nexus was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Defeat.
The moment those two words appeared in the center of the screen, I threw off my headset and tore at my hair.
"Augh!!! It was a promotion match!!! Ughhhhhh!!"
"Shut up!!!!"
Thud!
"Ow!"
Something hard and cold struck the back of my head squarely.
I startled and spun my chair around.
"What, what?!"
Standing in front of the doorway was my younger sister, Lee Yeonah.
Yeonah looked down at me with eyes that seemed to see the most pathetic creature in the world, then silently raised her middle finger.
Fuck you.
And then she turned around and disappeared beyond the hallway.
"That, that ill-mannered..."
I rubbed the back of my head and lowered my gaze to the floor.
The object Yeonah had just thrown was rolling around near the leg of my chair.
It was a popsicle stick.
I picked up the fallen popsicle from the floor.
Fortunately, the packaging was still sealed. I peeled off the plastic and took a bite. My teeth felt cold before the sting on my head did.
"Ah, that's cold..."
I licked the popsicle and left the room.
In the living room, Yeonah was occupying the center of the sofa, watching NeoTube. In one hand she held her smartphone, and in the other, a large tub of ice cream, scooping out the inside with a spoon.
I was about to pass by without a second thought, but I stopped dead.
'...Wait.'
The familiar label on the tub she was holding caught my eye.
HaXdazs.
That expensive ice cream you pick up at the convenience store, only to silently put it back in the freezer after seeing the price tag.
"Hey! Lee Yeonah!"
Yeonah didn't answer.
She acted as if she hadn't even heard my voice, keeping her eyes on the screen and taking another spoonful of ice cream.
"Hey, you pig! Isn't that expensive?"
Still ignoring me.
I shook the popsicle in my hand and walked over in front of Yeonah.
"You throw me this cheap popsicle, while you stuff your face with HaXdazs all by yourself?"
Only then did Yeonah take her eyes off her phone.
She pulled the spoon out of her mouth and looked up at me with an expression of utter annoyance.
"Ugh, a Korean man talks too much."
"Guhk?!"
An invisible dagger stabbed into the center of my chest.
"You, you you you you...!"
Right in front of me, this ill-mannored bitch is hogging expensive ice cream and treating her own older brother like a Korean man.
Name: Lee Yeonah.
And I'm Lee Junshik.
Yeah. That girl is my younger sister.
But for a younger sister to be that rude... seriously...
While I grumbled to myself, Yeonah turned her body toward the back of the sofa, as if my protests weren't even worth hearing. Then she curled up, hugging the ice cream tub, and stretched out long.
"...."
To be precise, Yeonah is twenty years old this year.
And I'm twenty-six.
It's already been a year since I took a leave of absence from college.
If I had to classify myself, I'm not quite a complete case yet, but a preliminary candidate for the so-called 'resting youth.'
Suddenly, my expression hardened.
And I stared intently at Yeonah's butt, as she lay prone on the sofa.
Because of her lying position, the round contour was fully visible through her clothes. Every time she shifted her body, her heavy buttocks wiggled slightly on the sofa.
"...."
I tried to look away, but my eyes slid down one more time.
Gulp.
'...Perfect.'
No, that's not it.
I'm her older brother.
As her older brother, I have a duty to correct that ill-mannered younger sister's personality. Someone had to step up. And there was no reason that someone couldn't be me.
I straightened my shoulders and called her name confidently.
"Lee Yeonah."
"...?"
Yeonah turned her head just slightly.
"Ah, you're so fucking annoying. What is it?"
I let out a benevolent chuckle, like a loving head of the family scolding a childish sibling.
"Heh heh. Yeonah, your way of speaking is really bad."
"...."
Yeonah didn't answer.
She just stared blankly at me, phone in hand.
I could easily interpret the meaning of that gaze.
'Is he really a retard?'
"...."
My momentum deflated, and I subtly averted my eyes.
"Ahem."
Still, I couldn't back down here.
I gathered my dignity again and pointed at the ice cream tub she was hugging.
"Lee Yeonah. Give that to me. I want to eat some too."
"Ah, what bullshit. Seriously."
Yeonah grabbed the ice cream tub and her phone, then got up from the sofa.
"I'm trying to rest a bit, and you keep bothering me."
"No, wait. You could just give me one bite."
"No."
She cleanly ignored my words and went into her room.
Bang!
"...Huh?"
Left alone in the living room, I blinked, staring at the firmly closed door.
"Isn't this right?"
Of course, I wasn't suddenly asserting authority without any basis.
Because just a moment ago, something strange had appeared above Yeonah's head as she lay on the sofa.
It was a translucent red text.
[Target: Lee Yeonah]
"...Target?"
Target of what exactly?
As I stared at that bizarre text, the events of a few days ago naturally came to mind.
That day, I was drinking with a neighborhood friend at an outdoor table in front of a convenience store.
At first, we started lightheartedly with a can of beer each. But then the soju bottles multiplied, and at some point, I couldn't even remember who drank how much.
And when I came to my senses, my friend was already gone.
"Ugh..."
I was sprawled out alone under the convenience store parasol.
On the table, only crumpled paper cups and empty bottles were scattered. I was completely drunk, to the point where it wouldn't have been strange to just lie down on the floor and sleep.
That's when it happened.
Boom!
Out of nowhere, black smoke erupted in the air.
"Uh...?"
I rubbed my alcohol-soaked eyes and raised my head.
Where the smoke cleared, there stood a woman I had never seen before.
Black leather clothes that revealed the curves of her body. A short top that exposed her chest and belly, with bottoms that barely wrapped around her hips. Long gloves that went up past her elbows, and black boots that hugged her thighs.
On her head were small, smoothly curved horns, and on her back were folded black wings resembling a bat's. Behind her waist, a thin tail with a split heart-shaped tip was swaying gently.
But what caught my eye the most was.
Because her arms were crossed, her incredibly large breasts were pushed up prominently.
That stacked noona looked down at me and opened her mouth solemnly.
"O human. I bestow upon you a special power."
"Ugh... power?"
"Yes. The power to break down females' reason and corrupt them."
But there was no way I had properly heard that explanation at the time.
Words like power and corruption went in one ear and out the other. My gaze was fixed on the noona's chest from start to finish.
I stared blankly up at that sight, then suddenly spread my arms wide.
"Noonaaaaa!!!"
And then I lunged toward her.
Even now, I don't know why I did that.
"Eek?!"
The noona's face, which had been solemnly offering power, instantly turned to fear.
"Ah, get away!!! You're filthy!!!"
Thud!
The noona's boot landed squarely in the middle of my solar plexus.
I was sent flying backward much faster than I had lunged, and I crashed into the convenience store floor.
After that, my memory cut off.
I could have dismissed it as a drunk dream.
A stacked noona with horns and wings appeared and gave me the power to corrupt females. That was too much like a B-grade adult webtoon to believe with a sober mind.
But there was one problem.
I slowly lifted up my t-shirt.
Even now, days later, a vivid blue bruise remained in the center of my solar plexus.
Right where that noona had kicked me.
I lowered my t-shirt and returned to my room.
"Well, it's not like thinking about it will change anything."
I muttered that and was about to sit in my computer chair.
"...Huh?"
Deep in my mind, unknown thoughts began to surface one by one.
'Give it to me.'
Just a simple command like that won't work.
'Take it off.'
Forcing it blindly won't work either.
'Let me use your body.'
Of course, throwing out words like that wouldn't work.
I had to first create a situation that the other party could accept. Within that, I had to throw a plausible excuse, sweet-talk them, and make them believe they had chosen it themselves.
It felt like a user manual that someone had forcibly implanted in my head.
"...What is this?"
A method to corrupt females.
The moment that thought surfaced, my fingers moved as if possessed. I opened an internet browser.
Tadaktadak.
Click.
I scrolled through screens as if under a spell.
How much time passed?
Tap, taptaptaptap—!
The increasingly hurried sounds filled the small room.
"Ugh...!"
Fwirt, fwurrr—.
"Haa...."
Suddenly, silence fell.
I gasped for breath and slumped back in my chair. The heat that had flared up in my head cooled down in an instant, and only belated emptiness washed over me.
"What have I just done...."
In the end, I searched but then backed off.
I crumpled the tissue in my hand and threw it into the trash can, then stared at the ceiling with unfocused eyes.
It was a perfect sage mode.
Right then, Mom's voice came from the living room.
"Kids! Mom and Dad are going out for a gathering for a bit!"
"...."
"We might be late for dinner, so if you're hungry, order something yourselves!"
The front door opened.
"We're off!"
Click.
The door closed, and I heard the lock engage.
The house fell silent instantly.
Parents had gone out.
That meant only Yeonah and I were left in the house.
Shooooooo—.
At that moment, the sound of water running came from the bathroom near the living room.
"...Huh?"
I sat up from my chair.
It seemed Yeonah had started showering.
The method that had just surfaced in my mind became vivid once more.
Dry saliva went down my throat.
Parents were out.
Only Yeonah and I were home.
And Yeonah was now inside the bathroom.
I slowly stood up.
"Th, this is my chance!"
