If I Said I Had No Ulterior Motives, That Would Be a Lie
It would have been a lie to say he didn’t have any impure thoughts.
Episode 002
Because the graduation celebration had started late at night, the noise and merriment dragged on well past midnight.
“… Ah, right. Alcohol is all about the buzz.”
It was a convenience-store highball—already bad enough for the body because of the alcohol, and worse still because of the buzz mixed into it. Taste-wise, it was closer to a soft drink than a real liquor.
Lee Dojin had never drunk alcohol before, but at his older sisters’ insistence, he’d taken his first drink with a highball.
“Ugh… It almost tastes good.”
“Hehe, I can’t believe the day came when I’d drink with Dojin♡”
Lee Seoha, who seemed to have had a rough stretch at work lately, was already on her third can.
Her face was flushed. She’d washed up and changed into comfortable clothes, so the redness in her skin stood out even more against her pale body.
“Hey… what are you staring at right now?”
“W-What?”
“Right now, you’re looking at your sis—”
“Lee Seoha, stop showing off your mosquito tits. I’m sitting right next to you—why the hell would he be looking at yours?”
“Mosquito tits? You—if Dojin weren’t here, I’d—”
“Seoha does have mosquito tits, yeah. Her thighs are a work of art, though… what do you think, Dojin?”
“Uh, uh, that is….”
It was awkward for Dojin to get mixed up in a conversation between grown women nearing their late twenties. His mind was a mess, trying to figure out what the correct answer was supposed to be.
Maybe that was the alcohol talking.
“… M-My sister’s mosquito tits—no, I mean, her chest isn’t exactly small… but with Arin noona and Sua-ssi right next to her, I, I mean… But I do think her legs are pretty!”
“Hey! Don’t call your sister mosquito tits! A-And what do you mean, my legs are pretty? Are you saying the rest of me isn’t pretty?”
“N-No, that’s not what I meant. You’re all pretty. My sister.”
“Ahh… ‘my sister,’ huh? I want Dojin to call me ‘my sister’ too…♡”
“You speak politely to me, though….”
“Of course I do, because he’s my Dojin! Don’t get any ideas… just pick up your glass!”
“You old hag, forcing drinks on him like that… Want to do a love shot with me and Dojin instead?”
“Ah, me too…♡”
When Lee Seoha noticed that Lee Dojin was getting uncomfortable, she tugged her younger brother closer to her side.
“Could you girls stop pestering my little brother already?”
“Hoo… Well, I don’t think we’ve been obvious enough to warrant a scolding.”
“I really didn’t do anything….”
“… Forget it. Let’s just watch a movie or something.”
Whenever he stayed over for the holidays or during vacations, they always ended up finishing the night like this, watching a movie together.
A big TV and a proper home-theater speaker setup to go with it… Song Sua, who loved movies, finished setting everything up and turned off the lights.
“Ta-da… tonight’s movie is….”
It was a Hong Kong noir action film.
At S-Class, even the dullest action movie should have been boring, and yet everyone had enjoyed it until the middle.
By the time the ending scroll began to roll, though, they’d all passed out from the alcohol.
“A man who claims he’s never arrested an innocent person? I leave the court’s judgment to the court—me, I just catch the criminal as a cop… nice.”
The only people still awake were Song Sua and Lee Dojin.
Dozin looked down at the sleeping sisters on either side of him, each using one of his knees as a pillow, and checked their faces.
“Looks like they were really tired.”
“… They’ve been pushing themselves hard for the past few days just to make time for tonight.”
“Are you okay, Sua-ssi?”
“I’m… sleepy too, but I couldn’t leave Dojin to watch it alone. Mm, I think I should sleep as well, for tomorrow’s sake.”
“I’ll take care of the cleanup. You can go ahead. I’m unemployed for the time being, after all.”
“Unemployed, huh… You’re not planning to become a kept man, are you?”
“A-kept man?”
“A man in a house with three women… hehe, what exactly were you thinking when you came here?”
… It would have been a lie to say he hadn’t entertained some enjoyable fantasies.
Lee Dojin drained the rest of his highball and said, “If I said I came because I wanted to… have a good relationship with the sisters, would you be disgusted?”
“That’s…♡”
Song Sua adjusted her glasses and grinned.
“How greedy of you…♡”
She rose from the sofa. Unlike Lee Seoha and Ryu Arin, who could sleep anywhere, she had to sleep in her own bed.
“I’m going to sleep, so… I’ll leave the sisters to you? But don’t do anything weird, okay?♡”
“Ahaha, weird things? Go to sleep.”
Song Sua went into the room on the second floor.
Lee Dojin hesitated, wondering what to do with the sisters using his knees as pillows… and decided to start with Ryu Arin.
I heard her back’s been bothering her, so sleeping on the sofa would probably make it worse.
… She was light.
Lee Dojin had a physical ability far beyond that of an ordinary person, even among Hunters, so lifting Ryu Arin—whom he estimated at somewhere between fifty and fifty-five kilograms—in a princess carry and taking her to bed wasn’t difficult at all.
But mentally, it was another story.
Ryu Arin, nearing her late twenties, an E-cup chest, a narrow waist in contrast… she was the kind of plush, full-bodied woman you wanted to hold all over with both arms. Carrying her like this was dangerous.
Her breathing, soft and even in sleep, brushing against the nape of his neck… sounded unbearably ticklish and obscene.
Ugh….
The touch of her thighs against his hands was a problem.
Since she was asleep anyway, he wanted to pretend not to notice and just knead those luscious thighs to his heart’s content.
Her generous chest gave off something like a banana scent.
If he sucked on it, it would probably taste like banana milk. That kind of filthy thought came to him too.
Lee Dojin, you need to hold it together….
When he laid her down on the bed, a soft, breathy moan slipped from her lips.
Lee Dojin stared openly at her disheveled sleeping face… the braless chest he’d known about for a long time, the sharp outline of her nipples pressing through the white T-shirt, the faint shape of them begging to be pinched.
Her comfortable shorts looked as if she’d deliberately chosen them one size too small, her thighs straining against the fabric. Just rubbing his face against the soft flesh on the inside of those thighs made a hot, impulsive desire surge up in him.
His hand reached out before he even realized it. He wanted to touch, just once….
No, don’t.
Hah, hah….
Breathing deeply, he barely managed to stop his hand.
I almost crossed the line.
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… Of course, Ryu Arin had been awake the whole time.
She was an S-Class Hunter; by the time the movie’s ending scroll came up, she really had been asleep, but the sound of voices between Song Sua and Lee Dojin woke her.
Lee Seoha, sleeping on the opposite side, was probably the same.
Her instincts were no less sharp than Arin’s—probably even sharper.
A kept man, huh….
Ryu Arin thought that sounded fine.
She was looking at her best friend’s little brother as a man.
Song Sua probably felt the same, but Arin saw him that way too.
Since they’d met once or twice a year ever since he was a child, at some point he’d started growing bigger and bigger, exactly to her taste.
At first, him always calling her “noona, noona” had just been annoying.
But at some point, when he started saying “Noona♡ Noona♡,” it made her heart ache.
She’d been the first person to encourage his cosplay hobby, too.
So when the day came that Lee Dojin was no longer a minor…
She had made a move on him as a woman. The answer had not been decided yet, but still.
Then Lee Seoha had made the first proposal.
Why didn’t he come live with them?
Honestly, Arin still couldn’t understand what that was supposed to mean.
To bring into a house where three women lived—especially Seoha’s own brother, who wasn’t even related by blood and was, genetically, the sort of male you couldn’t help but see as a man?
… She must have noticed how I feel.
They’d always been together since they were young.
The things they liked and disliked were the same, and when something felt burdensome, they shared it.
Maybe this was her way of saying they should share love, too.
But Ryu Arin had no intention of sharing love itself.
I’ll take him. I’m the one who’ll win your little brother.
… Apparently, when it came to seeing him as a man, she ended up beating the sisterly older sister after all.
Lee Dojin had carried her into the room before he’d carried Lee Seoha.
Mmng♡ He carried me in a princess carry…♡ What kind of manners did he learn?♡ You brat, y-you make it impossible not to fall in love♡
Hot—
Tingly…♡
It felt like her womb was making eggs.
The place that had gone so long without seeing a man, almost up to thirty, was already slick with arousal. Ryu Arin felt so unpleasantly damp downstairs that she couldn’t keep pretending to be asleep anymore.
Ugh… why did he have to become so manly?
Those hard forearms.
His hand touching her thigh.
… She was worried he might notice how wet she’d gotten.
When they finally reached the room and he laid her down on the bed… she tensed.
A-Are you going to do it?♡
Ryu Arin felt a sticky gaze on her from Lee Dojin.
The gaze of a beast looking not at his older sister’s friend, but at a female he intended to devour.
And unlike any other man, it didn’t bother her.
You, y-you’re excited too, aren’t you?
She could hear his heart hammering just like hers.
That gaze explored her from face to toes.
W-What do I do?♡ I should’ve worn a bra—he’s looking right at my hard nipples♡
It was itchy enough to hurt.
I want him to touch me right now♡
… His hand moved. Not to her chest, but to her thigh.
Ryu Arin bit her lip hard and trembled all over… could she really accept Dojin like this, so suddenly?
N-No, this isn’t… I don’t think this is the right shape of thing…♡
Just as she was about to pretend to wake up…
… his hand stopped, and Lee Dojin left the room.
With a sigh mixed of disappointment and relief, she was left alone in the room and slipped her hand inside her panties.
Ugh… what am I going to do with myself…♡ I really do like him, don’t I? My friend’s little brother♡
Apparently, sleeping tonight was out of the question.
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After leaving Ryu Arin’s room, Dojin… headed toward his sister.
When he’d been little, he’d unquestionably believed she was his real sister.
But now, there was no way he could think of her as anything other than a woman.
Se-eok, se-eok.
She was sleeping deeply, breathing so softly it sounded like a bird’s chirp. Lee Dojin stared at her openly.
Ugh….
Thanks to Arin noona, he’d been half-erect already, and the moment he saw his sister, he got harder. What he was hiding beneath those thin shorts stood up unmistakably. His breathing turned rough along with it.
Noona… why are you dressed so damn sexily?
A white bralette and Dolphin Pants.
… Compared to the other sisters, her chest was definitely smaller. But that was only in comparison to them; on her own, it was by no means a small size.
And why isn’t she wearing a bra?
Now that he thought about it, Sua-ssi hadn’t worn one either. It was almost as if women just didn’t wear underwear at home.
Ugh….
Lee Seoha’s body was slender. Because her Hunter skills were deeply tied to track and field, her lower body was incredibly well-trained compared to her delicate upper body. If Ryu Arin had a voluptuous figure, Lee Seoha had thunder thighs. Her toned glutes and thighs made her look like a runner through and through.
He found himself wondering what it would feel like to bury his face in that ass, what it would feel like to shove himself between those thighs… and there was nothing he could do about the obscene fantasies that rose up. It was probably inevitable for a man.
“N-Noona… you should be sleeping in your room.”
“Mmm….”
Lee Seoha shifted in her sleep. As her face turned… it stopped right in front of Lee Dojin’s upright lower body.
It almost seemed like her lips touched it.
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