The Sister's Secret
Chapter 10: SisterLover
'SisterLover' walks ahead. I lightly grab the hem of 'SisterLover's' top and follow behind her. "……." "……." No words pass between us. The walk continues down the quiet street in that same quiet atmosphere. But my mind is anything but quiet.
I couldn't have seen it wrong. And if I didn't see it wrong, then 'SisterLover' must have checked the email I just sent.
"Haa…." That tiny possibility, that ridiculous possibility, was the beginning. And because of it, all the questions that had been bothering me started falling into place one by one. At the end of it all was 'SisterLover's' horrifying true identity, so I couldn't hide how complicated my feelings had become.
"…Why are you sighing?"
"Just breathing. Haa, hoo… hup! Hoo…."
"You're being dramatic."
The way she frantically hid her phone is still burned into my eyes. She probably thinks I didn't notice.
"So, is work going okay?"
"…I've been swamped lately, you know?"
"Ah… right, you said that."
She was hardly ever home, so we barely saw each other. I had no idea what she was doing out all the time—more accurately, I just didn't care. And I never bothered to ask. But now it's different. I need to know what kind of work is eating up so much of her time. And whether my suspicion is correct.
"Isn't the commute annoying?"
"…It's close."
"Oh, really?"
"……Why are you asking all of a sudden."
She could tell right away that this wasn't our usual kind of conversation.
"No reason. I just realized I never really showed any interest."
"Ha! Seriously, uh, uhh!"
She shook her head with an exaggerated motion, then her body tilted sideways like she was about to fall.
"Eek!"
"Watch where you're going."
"Ah, fine… fine, so let go of my hand already."
Without realizing it, my hand had wrapped around her waist. She freaked out and started smacking the back of my hand. "Ow. Why are you hitting me?"
"I-it tickles…."
It was clearly an overreaction. Even she seemed to realize it, because she dropped her head toward the ground.
"Whatever, let's just go."
Tap, tap.
"Ah, damn it… I was talking, you know?"
My hand patted her waist again before grabbing the hem of her top once more.
"…You're stretching it…."
She grumbled but kept walking straight ahead. I matched her pace and followed. She gave short, disinterested answers to every question.
"…No."
One-word replies were the default. She didn't want to talk to me at all.
"Ah, I'll handle it myself."
"You should still eat breakfast before leaving."
"Haa… tsk, I said I'm fine."
She clicked her tongue and didn't bother hiding her annoyance. Then she finally pried my hand off her clothes, telling me to stop bothering her.
"Go home now. How long are you going to keep this up?"
"…Maybe I should."
I hadn't gotten any real results. So while it felt almost certain, it was still just suspicion. And the most mysterious part was how she was reacting. If she really knew my pen name, if she knew it was SisterLover, there's no way she would've stayed quiet.
"Let's go together."
While chasing after her quickening steps, an idea popped into my head. I'd been thinking about it for a while, but the risk made me hesitate. I could just send another email. There had definitely been two notification sounds matching my messages.
My hand moved before I could think. I couldn't even give her time to turn off the alerts.
It was a meaningless email. Even if 'SisterLover' wasn't actually my illustrator, it wouldn't have mattered. It was just an ordinary message. And sure enough, the phone chimed.
The body of the girl walking ahead froze for a moment.
"That's your phone, right?"
"Ah… yeah."
She had gone stiff as a statue. I felt even more certain now.
Chime.
"Hoo…."
My suspicion was at 99.9%. What I'd only half-believed was now one step closer to reality.
"Want to talk for a bit?"
"……."
Once I revealed my job, this kind of confrontation was bound to happen eventually. Otherwise I'd have had to live lying to her forever. But I had never once imagined it would happen like this… or that our relationship would be like this.
"Uh, no…."
"What?"
"I said I have nothing to talk about!!"
She took off like a shot. In an instant she was sprinting ahead, her large hips swaying and shaking, dizzying my eyes.
"Damn it…."
I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that my eyes kept drifting there. But it was pure instinct, so there was nothing I could do. Anyway, I chased after her. Once again I caught up quickly and wrapped my arms around her from behind.
"Hey! Park Eun-yeong, let's talk, okay?"
"Let go! I-I have nothing to say to you!!"
Her voice echoed through a quiet corner of the park under the bright moonlight, where no one else was around.
*
My heart dropped at the notification sound. All I could think was, why the hell hadn't I turned it off yet like an idiot? And with the next chime, I instinctively knew Oppa had figured something out. So I ran. I don't even know why. I just knew I had to get away from there. But he caught me right away. He hugged me from behind. My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my throat. I was terrified he might hear how loudly it was pounding.
"You keep trying to run away today?"
"N-no one's running away!"
My voice kept getting louder from panic. I struggled, trying to break free.
"Hup! Hn! Haah!"
"Stay still."
"Hng! Haah!!"
I gave it everything I had. Every last bit of strength. I pushed with all my might. But Oppa's solid arms showed no sign of loosening. In the end I was the one who got exhausted first, panting heavily.
"Haah, haa… haa… haaa…."
"Done now?"
His voice sounded like he already knew everything. Something about that lecturing tone pissed me off.
"…Let go. I said let gooo."
"Huu… 'gooo'?"
"……Don't make fun of the way I talk."
Without meaning to, my words came out slurred. My heart still felt like it was about to explode, so my head wasn't working right.
"Ah, shit! Just let go already!!"
"Hey, why are you freaking out by yourself?"
"Ah, damn… then just let go. Let go! Let gooo!!"
My face felt so hot it might burst. It wouldn't have been strange if it actually exploded.
"It's okay. It's fine, so calm down, all right?"
His hand patted my forearm. It was unnecessarily big and only hurt.
"It hurts, it hurts, so let go!"
"Okay, I'll hold you gently."
"Hup! Hnn!!"
The strength around my body weakened. I squeezed out every last bit of power and thrashed, but it still didn't do much.
"You're gonna fall over like this. Do you know how red your face is?"
His voice whispered right by my ear. His breath tickled my face too.
"Haah, haa… hnn…."
Just facing Oppa was already hard enough. Because that day kept flashing through my mind over and over and over. So every single day was filled with nothing but those thoughts. Even now. Just like that day in the dream. Oppa was behind me. Holding me. Whispering in my ear.
"Ah, please… Oppa… just let this go, okay? Please, please…."
I realized force wasn't going to work.
"Ah… I-I really beg you… just let go of this… I'll do whatever you say, please…."
My head was spinning. My heart felt like it would burst. My lower stomach was throbbing.
"…You okay?"
"N-no, I'm not… so please…."
The hot breath by my ear, Oppa's sweet voice, kept echoing over and over and over.
"Does it hurt somewhere? Your body suddenly…."
My whole body was trembling. Like I had chills, shaking like a leaf, trembling uncontrollably.
"U-uhng… haah, haa, haaaaaah…!!"
My hips twitched. My butt lifted on its own.
"S-sorry…."
Startled, Oppa let go of me. But it was already far too late. I collapsed right onto the ground.
"Haah, haa… hng… hic!"
Tears welled up in my eyes. For some reason my crotch felt wet.
"I-I told you not to… I said don't do ittt…!!"
I couldn't let him see me like this. I wanted to get out of here fast. But I had no strength to stand. No energy to run. So I crawled. On my hands and knees, inching forward.
"Uh, Eun-yeong…?"
"Go! Fuck, please! Go away!!"
He didn't get the hint and stuck right next to me again. Frustrated, I yelled and even cursed, but he still tried to support me.
"A-ahhh!!"
"Sh-should we go to the hospital? Where does it hurt? Huh?"
The rambling Oppa kept talking beside me. Those meaningless words kept tickling my ears. And the twitching in my lower stomach, the tingling down there, finally caused an accident.
Spurt— spurt—
"A-ahhhhh…!!"
Something gushed out. Again and again, something poured out.
"Ah, uh, uh…."
I pitched forward, raising my hips. Hissss— My crotch was burning hot. My panties and pants were soaked. No, beyond soaked—they were drenched.
"Ah… ahhh…."
Something ran down my thighs and wet the ground. It kept soaking until it started forming a small puddle.
"Haa… fuck…."
My hips kept twitching on their own. It wasn't something I could hold back even if I tried.
"……A-are you okay?"
"D-does this look… okay to you…?"
The worst part was that Oppa's voice made me gush even more.