Chapter 618
Chapter 618
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 618
Chapter Title: Is It Wrong to Sympathize?
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Is it wrong to feel sympathy?
Is thinking he's pitiful...
such a huge offense?
Even if our bond was forged in a game—in More Fantasy—he was precious to me. Hayato was the one who showed me the joys of gaming every single day. The one who taught me another kind of pleasure from on top of me every single day. How could worrying about someone like that—truly caring—
be something deserving of abuse?
No, I couldn't accept that.
I wanted to be his strength, too.
Now that I knew the pain hidden behind his smiling face... ignoring it would be the real weird thing. Hayato, who had been alone since childhood and betrayed his whole life— this was already his fourth betrayal... I couldn't just leave him like that, unable to trust anyone.
I wanted to show him genuine kindness.
"L-Let... let go! I said let go!"
"So weak... and you don't need any help, my ass..."
"Ugh! Let go! Hah, haaa... Let gooo!"
It absolutely wasn't because Deok-bae's teary eyes were turning me on.
"You're so cute. Like an elementary school kid."
Unlike when he was Hayato, Deok-bae looked several years younger.
Seeing this fragile side to someone who'd always seemed so rough... for some reason, my heart was racing. The sturdy muscles were gone, replaced by narrow shoulders. Softened cheeks. Thinner wrists. And above all, his pathetically weak strength... it sent chills down my spine, making me laugh.
"And Deok-bae, aren't you a year younger than me?"
"...W-What did you say?!"
"Wanna try calling me 'sis'?"
Pinning down someone who couldn't resist was surprisingly fun.
Climbing on top of a patient might be socially unforgivable... but there's always an exception. In Confucian Korea, using casual speech to me called for punishment. And that punishment? A good, thorough petting. One hand pinning both his arms, the other stroking his hair... Ahh, Deok-bae screamed that he hated it.
"Stop it! Get off right now!"
That look was just too delicious...
Ahem, it felt good to teach him a lesson.
"Get off, you crazy bitch!"
"'Crazy sis,' you mean."
"Haaa?! You little... Ngh?! Urgh..."
But thankfully, Deok-bae rejected my lesson... so for further education, more punishment was needed. This time, not his hair—maybe his lips... no, his collarbone? Or slide my hand under his patient gown to those newly softened abs... and that cute chest...
*knock knock knock*
*clank clank*
[Everything okay in there, patient? Guardian, could you open the door please!]
"Ah, we're fine! It's nothing!"
......I was about to touch, but stopped.
I'm not a pervert—why was I trying to grope a guy's chest?
The nurse had interrupted—er, saved—me at the perfect timing. Letting out a sigh of regret, ahem, relief, I straightened Deok-bae's clothes. With all the eyes in the hospital, proper punishment... no, care... would require discharge.
"...Jin-hee sis?"
Yeah, we needed to get discharged right now.
"Put me down."
"'Please put me down,' you mean."
"I said put me down."
"I said you have to say 'please put me down'."
"......Please put me down."
"Pffft... Good boy, my Deok-bae?"
"Fuck..."
Princess carry.
Or prince carry, maybe?
Deok-bae was about my height, but so light it was no trouble holding him. After hesitating several times... he finally offered his arms to me. Carefully setting him down on the bed, I opened the window and started cleaning. The floor was a total mess everywhere.
This was Deok-bae's house.
"This is kidnapping, you know."
"'Sis, this is kidnapping,' right?"
"......Enough already. Even I have my limits."
"How's bringing you home kidnapping?"
"You forget the doctor said they need to monitor you a few more days?"
"Didn't hear the part about it being fine with a guardian?"
"...So what, you're gonna stay by my side all day?"
"Yup, that's the plan."
"......What?"
"Told my family already. Said a close friend was sick and I'd be nursing him for a few days."
"......You wanna be alone with a guy in his house?"
"Pfft, what's there to worry about? He's this weak."
It wasn't like I wanted to move in together, or torment a frail pretty boy. Really. As one gamer friend to another, I just wanted to help Deok-bae get healthy.
Body and mind both.
Some might call me nosy busybody...
Well, if he really hated it, wouldn't he have refused somehow?
Lying on the bed, staring at me intently... then hastily looking away when our eyes met. He'd lived alone so long, he craved human warmth. Maybe I was imagining it... but his voice tone rose oddly. His face brightened. His speech softened at the promise of me staying. Unlike Hayato, Deok-bae had these cute sides.
"......Enough already."
"Hm?"
"Just call someone else."
"Oh, the cleaning? Hehe... I just wanna do it."
"......You want cleaning money or something?"
"What? Who do you think I am, some beggar? I said I just wanna."
"Fine, whatever... do what you want..."
We'd just met in real life.
It might seem overly kind.
But in the game, we were closer than anyone. We'd spent more time together than with any boyfriend... we couldn't just exchange greetings and part. Even if it was a game, More Fantasy was virtual reality. We'd faced each other and become one... I wanted to comfort Deok-bae. Once more: I wanted to be strength for the lonely guy.
So he could game again.
"Time for your meds."
"......Gimme. I'll take 'em myself."
"No no, can't do that! Sis will feed you."
"......Are you my mom?"
"Huh? Prefer calling me 'mom' over 'sis'?"
"Haaa... Do whatever, just..."
Yeah, honestly, that was a big reason.
Without buffs, I'm useless.
My boyfriend Siwoo is a true game addict who only cares about grinding and raids. With him unable to pull his weight, I had to watch my step. He never said it outright... but the mood got heavy at some point. To avoid 'rice-moocher' talk, I needed buffs.
And that meant sex...
But how with a body this weak?
Deok-bae's daily life had grown hard from delayed meds. He could barely walk alone, let alone play More Fantasy. Doctor said minimum week to two for stability to game again. So I'd nurse him for quick recovery. Totally wholesome intent.
"Oops, sorry... spilled some?"
"Urgh... Hah, wh-where are you touching?!"
"Not touching. Wiping."
Of course, some indecent situations might arise...
No, I seriously have no such thoughts?
"......Hah, urgh... All clean now?"
"Hold on, not coming off."
T-shirt soaked transparent. Pink nipples peeking through pale skin—no big reaction. Pressing with fingers, they hardened bit by bit. Hm, guys react too... I noted, but not like, damn that's hot. Look at that face, wanna fuck him senseless. What if I keep going? No such thoughts. Really.
"Hngh, yeah... Hah, enough, stop..."
"Oops, sorry. Spilled on your pants too."
"......Wha-what the hell are you doing?!"
"What's with the thighs between us?"
Thighs utterly unmanly-thin. Dress him in dolphin shorts? Come to think, as a kid I wanted a little brother... envied friends doll-dressing their siblings in girl clothes. And now one drops in my lap? Stroking his thigh smooth... Deok-bae trembled...
I swallowed hard...
"S-Sis, don't..."
......And my reason snapped.
"Nope, can't do this. Time for a bath. Shall we head to the bathroom?"
"No, please..."
"Hm? What're you imagining? Just washing you."
"Don't lie!"
"For real? What's wrong with a bath?"
Honestly, Deok-bae's at fault here.
Calling me 'sis' out of nowhere? Pure provocation. And when provoked, reacting is only natural. He flails with both arms, but so what? Hehehe, frail pretty boys can't beat sis.
"Urgh, haaa... Enough!"
But one thing I overlooked.
"......Whoa."
Figured since his height and muscles shrank, that'd be small too... but what the hell is that? Deok-bae's dick, no different from Hayato's. On his smaller body, it looked several times bigger... my lower belly heated up. Still a virgin in reality... Oh god, what now.
My pussy was ready to greet its owner.