Sinking into the Hot Springs
In the bleak air, I changed into a yukata and returned to the adjacent room only to find that Hinami, who had been sleeping, had already vanished.
Drawn by the sound of running water instead of her soft breathing, my sister and I stepped toward it—and there it was.
“Ahaha, that tickles, Oppa…”
“Just bear with it.”
Somehow Hinami had woken up fully alert and was showering with him.
It was hardly a funny sight.
Staring at the scene that stirred neither anger nor any real thought, I clicked my tongue.
“…If you were going to do this, why tell me to change clothes?”
“I still wanted to watch you undress, at least.”
“Seriously…”
My sister had been glaring at him with sharp eyes, but instead of clicking her tongue she let out a heavy sigh, shed her yukata, and walked over to join them.
No matter how I looked at it, this was a place where common sense had no power. Even though I already knew how incomprehensible the sight was, it still hit me like a fresh shock.
“Aren’t you coming? You’re not getting in the hot spring?”
“…”
At Kang Juhyuk’s words my feet froze in place while thoughts swirled through my mind.
The choice to refuse their strange little world of three and run away definitely existed. I could have taken it. This fork in the road might never have appeared at all.
But I had already come this far. Running now would change nothing.
The fact that he held my leash. The fact that I would never escape him if things stayed like this.
“…Yeah. I should at least rinse off before I get in.”
I threw off the yukata I had just put on and walked toward the three of them under the streaming water.
He picked up the showerhead and aimed it at me, soaking my body thoroughly.
After roughly washing away the sweat that had run down my skin, I passed the pair clinging to both his sides—my sister and my friend—and walked alone toward the hot spring with heavy steps.
“Come in quickly. You too, Juhyuk. Unnie. Hinami, you too.”
Sunk deep into the warm water, I waved at them from a distance.
In this small hot spring enclosed by a fence where no one could see us, I straightened my back as proudly as I could and pretended I wasn’t embarrassed.
After all, the ones who should feel ashamed are those ruined girls—not me, the only one still sane.
“…Shall we go in, Oppa?”
“Yeah.”
The moment Hinami whispered after hearing my words, the three of them drifted apart and walked toward me in a single line.
They dipped their feet in gently so the water wouldn’t splash, then slowly settled beside me.
Next to him—close enough that our hips touched—my sister sat glued so tightly their bare skin stuck together.
Hinami, who had followed behind her, swam across the surface without hesitation and stood opposite him, quietly watching us.
“It looks really perverted from here.”
“…Shut up.”
It clearly wasn’t aimed at me, but I couldn’t suppress the urge to cut Hinami off.
I understood it too, after all. I knew exactly how immoral this was.
Even if you removed one of the three women submerged here, the moral collapse wouldn’t change. Even if you removed two—including my sister—it was still an act the public would condemn without question.
Still, I didn’t want to hear it in her voice.
The reason I had come to a place like this was at least eighty percent her fault.
“Why are you so angry? …It really is lewd, isn’t it? A sister rice bowl plus an idol rice b—”
“Shut your mouth.”
Hearing that kind of talk from her made rage boil up so fast I couldn’t control it.
It felt like I was the link connecting them.
Seo Haeun’s younger sister and Hinami’s colleague. I hated that ambiguous position on a physiological level, and—
“Why do you come all the way out here just to be so angry? …Enjoy it. That’s why you came, isn’t it?”
“…”
His touch that treated me like nothing more than a female disgusted me just as much.
Not that there was anything about this I actually liked.
“Both of you have such big breasts that the way they float in the water looks so dirty. …Mine aren’t quite that bad.”
“Even yours are big enough.”
“Pfft…”
“Why are you laughing, Unnie?”
“Ah, sorry.”
They carried on chatting among themselves, treating me like an outsider and leaving me completely out of the conversation. I broke into a cold sweat as I eavesdropped.
Calm down. There’s no need to overthink it.
There was no reason to interpret their bickering and fighting as a sign they got along. In the end, relationships between men and women could never last long when they were tangled this complicatedly.
No matter how much they deluded themselves that they were loved right now, or that sharing affection was fine.
In the end love was finite, and he had only one body.
“…You two seem to be having fun together. Don’t you think?”
“I guess.”
“Why don’t you join in and play instead of talking to a useless guy like me?”
“It just looks more boring and childish to me.”
There were things that could not be shared. Things that could not be divided. Some things were physically impossible.
While he was clinging to me, no matter what he did, he could not satisfy those two. Conversely, while he was making love to another woman, no matter what, he could not fuck me.
It was such an obvious truth.
Of course, if it was Kang Juhyuk, handling two might somehow be possible. He was a strange man, after all.
But from three onward, even he would surely reach a limit.
“Then what doesn’t seem childish to you?”
“I don’t know.”
“…Something like this?”
“…It’s as childish as a middle-school boy who’s just discovered sex.”
For example.
…Grabbing my breasts with both hands like this.
“Ah, wait. Unnie. Over there…”
“Huh? …”
He couldn’t squeeze my sister’s breasts at the same time. Of course he could reach one hand to the other side and handle both, but then Hinami would be left out.
“…”
The moment she saw Kang Juhyuk leaning into me and acting clingy, my sister—who had been playfully tussling with Hinami—quickly returned to his side and began fawning over him with everything she had.
Without a word, just with her body. She clung tightly, blew air into his wet ear, and finally stole one of his arms. Like a devoted fan, she pressed herself against his side and offered her wet body to him.
Of course it wasn’t something I should say while I was being molested in the same way.
“Hmm…”
With us sisters tucked under both arms, he gazed up at the sky with terrifyingly languid eyes. When he heard Hinami’s hesitant voice in front of him, he finally lowered his head.
He took his hand off my breast, gestured to her briefly, and then—
“…Ehehe. Yeah…. Chuup…”
—squeezed my breast again.
Hinami paddled over splashing and clung to him, tangling her tongue with his in a sticky kiss. She did it so both my sister and I could see clearly—tongue stretched out, eyes closing and opening.
It was supposed to provoke my sister’s jealousy…
“Hoo…”
…but my sister, watching right beside him, grabbed his fully erect cock beneath the water and blew into his ear.
When she felt his body shiver and goosebumps rise, she smiled with open delight. She bit his ear, pushed her tongue inside, and began serving him with a devotion I couldn’t begin to understand.
“…Hoo. Hehe…”
Hinami didn’t even glance at my sister. After mixing tongues with him stickily for about a minute, she pulled away as if following a predetermined order, grabbed my sister’s wrist, and slipped into his side instead.
My sister, now free from beside Kang Juhyuk, showed no sign of panic or displeasure. Just like Hinami had done, she climbed onto him.
“Yes… heup… chuu…”
A little thicker than Hinami. Much deeper. She pushed her tongue in and shared a profoundly immoral, heavy deep kiss.
“Phew… mmm…”
My sister’s moaning voice stabbed into my ears with painful sharpness.
It didn’t feel dirty or disgusting. It felt so heavy it was almost pitiful. Listening to her voice desperately craving him while I sat there completely rigid beneath the water—
“…Ugh.”
I don’t know how he noticed, but he squeezed the breast he was holding hard, gathered his spread fingers, and twisted my nipple until a similar sound escaped my own mouth.
The pain was far stronger than the pleasure. I bit my lip hard to endure it.
“…Tsk. Here.”
“Huh…?”
My sister, who had been kissing him so vulgarly, pulled away as if it were the most natural thing in the world, grabbed my wrist, yanked me out from his side, and took my place—nibbling on his earlobe.
“What are you doing? …It’s your turn.”
“…”
Reason. Common sense. Even instinct. Everything had melted into mush and sunk into the hot spring.
Floating blankly on that viscous surface, I stared at him in a daze.
“…Kyaaak…”
He looked at me intently, let out a short sigh, then grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me to him.
I let out a ridiculous scream as I clung to him, straddling his thigh.
“W-wait, Kang Juhyuk-ssi… mmm…”
Just like before. Exactly what my sister and Hinami had chosen.
Mixing tongue and saliva.
“Mmm… puhu…. Ha… mmm…”
While the loud sounds of them licking his ears from both sides filled the air.
Even though no one could see us.
In this open-air hot spring where the sky was visible.
A hot, melting kiss that felt dozens of times longer than what I had watched from the side earlier.
Stickily.
And fairly.
I made love with him.
Gloomy enough to make me want to vomit.
Absolutely inescapable.
Together with this grotesque and complicated relationship.