Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Siblings (3)
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“Eek?!”
The moment the last thread of my reason snapped, I shoved Israfeel back while still holding onto her. Of course, it wasn’t really to shake her off.
Quite the opposite. As she flopped onto the bed, I straddled her and clenched my fists.
Part of me wanted to slap this woman right then and there. Knock her out and kick her out of my room... but.
Damn it, seriously.
Separate from my irritation at her barging into my room, and the near-assault she’d pulled off almost by force─ I was a man, too.
And Israfeel was one of the top five beauties in the Sun Church, wasn’t she?
Resisting temptation like this wouldn’t be easy, even for His Holiness the Pope.
“......”
Or maybe not...? Adam Mayfield, that old monster, seemed to have transcended most worldly desires long ago.
It wasn’t important anyway. Right now, I needed to remind myself of that.
“U-um, Evan...”
“......”
“You’re just gonna lay your big sis down like this and stare? Huh...? For real?”
Look at this woman, gazing up at me with expectant eyes even as I pinned both her wrists.
If I didn’t deliberately think of something else, my mind would fly right out the window.
Mysterious water-blue hair, golden eyes reminiscent of her divine power. A refined beauty radiating mature allure fitting for her mid-to-late twenties.
And unlike Lete, she had voluptuous breasts and hips, a smooth waistline to boot.
How could anyone hold back? Sure, I’d always seen her like family, and yeah, her brazen approach was pretty cheeky.
“Ah...”
There was no helping it.
“Screw it.”
Tonight was an act of God. I decided to send that final shred of sanity I’d clung to straight up to the heavens.
“......Evan?”
At my resigned mutter, Israfeel shot me a slightly anxious glance, and I reached out toward her indifferently.
“O-oh...”
As my hand touched her chest, Israfeel Hael’s eyes widened in delight.
She flinched, noticing my half-hearted gaze, then shyly covered her eyes with her hand and mumbled.
“D-don’t stare so much...”
“......”
“Your big sis gets embarrassed too, y’know? Ahem.”
She primly adjusted her bangs like she was suddenly all proper, but it was too late─ it wouldn’t look cute to me now.
I looked down at her with cold eyes, and only then did she obediently lower her hands.
“Sorry. I won’t do anything weird. So don’t stop, little bro.”
“......Hah.”
A deep sigh escaped me on its own. My lust would flare up, only to cool off like this─ like riding a damn rollercoaster.
No mood whatsoever. It’d been the same with Lete; guess I just wasn’t lucky in that department.
......Well. Both that girl and this woman are drop-dead gorgeous when they keep their mouths shut, so maybe I’m blessed in that sense.
But weighing relative luck wasn’t as important as my current mood, was it?
I was the sinner for even briefly seeing Israfeel in a sexual light.
I gave up on the atmosphere entirely. After over a decade together like real family, some vibe wasn’t gonna magically appear.
“Listen up, Israfeel.”
“......Eep?!”
With that, I grabbed her ample breast firmly. Ignoring her sharp yelp, I continued.
“This is just a one-night fling to scratch an itch. I don’t want things awkward between us, and you better not treat me different either.”
“Ngh, y-yeah...”
“......Don’t overthink it. We’re family in the end. Got it?”
As I kneaded her breast, Israfeel giggled vacantly, her cheeks faintly flushed.
A mischievous glint flickered in her beautiful golden eyes as she looked up at me.
“Family, huh... nice. Yeah, we’re just family, Evan.”
And then she threw it right back at me.
Her hand reached up to stroke my cheek.
“After saying all that, don’t you feel like calling me something different now?”
“......”
“What kinda little bro calls his older ‘family’ member by name so casually?”
Her impossibly soft touch glided over my cheek and jaw. With eyes gentler than before, the rare ‘older sister mode’ Israfeel emerged.
Thump, thump.
I felt an inexplicable emotion coil around my heart, then dissipate.
Shit...
I knew exactly what it was─ excitement─ but I gritted my teeth and pretended otherwise.
Like she said, what kinda little bro gets romantic feelings, even fleeting ones, for his big sis?
“......Hoo...”
I ignored my heartbeat. Forced myself not to show more irritation.
Regaining some composure, I looked down at Israfeel coldly.
She blinked in subtle confusion at my icy gaze─.
“Fine then. Israfeel sis.”
“......Huh?”
I shrugged it off and yanked off my top. My pants, already half-off thanks to this lunatic, followed suit.
Israfeel’s golden eyes rapidly scanned my upper and lower body.
She tried to play it cool, but it was way too obvious.
I let out a light, dry chuckle...
“Sis.”
And growled at the woman I’d lived with like real family for over ten years.
“Strip. Top and bottom.”
“......Ah.”
Israfeel’s pupils quaked again. She swallowed hard at my words, her face flushing beet red.
“W-wait, hold on a sec!”
She fumbled with her clothes in a panic. The high priestess robes adorned with platinum embroidery─ she tore them off like worthless rags.
Straddling her hips, I watched the whole process with a lingering gaze.
“......Wh-what? Th-this won’t, uh, come off. Huh? W-wait. Ngh. Uh-heh?”
“......”
Soon, I witnessed a sight too ridiculous not to laugh at.
How do you even pull clothes to tangle like that? Israfeel had lost use of both arms, her vision blocked by fabric too.
Basically, her arms, shoulders, and face draped in a twisted mess of cloth.
Her pristine white bra, solar plexus, navel─ all exposed.
Lying on the bed, arms raised high... even her underarms on display.
“E-Evan. Super sorry, but could you help with this stupid outfit?”
“......”
“Evan? Evan? Y-you’re still there, right? I can’t see anything, it’s kinda scary...”
I ignored her increasingly pitiful pleas.
Just savored her body like fine art, gaze lingering.
So... this body─ one of the sexiest in the Sun Church─ was mine to play with as I pleased?
“Hm...”
I propped my chin, lost in thought for a moment.
Truth is, I knew. This was a poisoned chalice. Touch it recklessly, and our future relationship might shatter beyond repair─.
Yeah, a dangerous crossroads, a potential breaking point with Israfeel.
“E-Evan. I’m not kidding, the clothes are just tangled weird, sob, mmph!?”
But that unstable future wasn’t enough reason to back off when faced with breasts that huge and perfect.
I slipped my hand behind her back and unhooked the bra.
With the underwear gone... a masterpiece unveiled to the world.
Breasts so massive they wouldn’t fit in my hands. Topped with pale pink areolae and cute nipples.
“......W-wait. Little bro? You’re not gonna do it like this, right?”
Did she sense my lingering gaze on her body?
Israfeel stammered in a voice even paler than before.
“Don’t, don’t do this. Please? I’m not asking for much. For the first time, I wanna see my little bro’s face...”
“Sis.”
cutting off her desperate plea, I whispered tenderly.
“Shut that mouth and spread your legs already.”
“......Wh-what did you say?”
Maybe it was cruder than she expected? Israfeel froze in shock.
Normally, my rough talk was just profanity─ never truly belittling her.
I’d never barked orders with such vulgar undertones before.
But─ whatever. Who cares.
I brushed off the trivial thought and grabbed her legs.
Her bottoms, less removed than her top, were plenty provocative. The curtain-like skirt given to priestesses, exposing both hips.
Lete wore the same hip curtains often... damn.
I didn’t love that other guys saw them too, but now that I was the one undressing her, a new appreciation dawned.
The Sun Church uniform designer must be a perverted genius.
With such idle thoughts, I reached out as if entranced.
“Eep, ah...?!”
The light touch drew a delicate moan from Israfeel.
Savoring her reaction, I stroked her pale hips softly, then flipped the white curtain aside.
I planned to remove the panties next and go straight in, but.
“......What.”
Even soaked in lust, I had to pause for a split second.
My eyes fixed on Israfeel’s lower half. She must’ve felt the shift─ her thighs trembled.
“......Why...”
I tamped down my confusion and asked her, tone noticeably sharper.
“Why aren’t you wearing anything down there?”
“......”
“......You crazy bitch.”
Still trapped in her top, unable to move. Through the semi-transparent white fabric, her flushed face faintly showed.
I sighed and continued.
“Never mind. Don’t answer.”
“......A-ah, um, Evan, that’s─!”
“You wanted to get fucked right away.”
“Uh... uh, ngh...?!”
I grabbed her breasts again, and my already rigid cock rested atop her entrance.
Plop.
Lightly, softly.
“Going in?”
“......Huh?”
And, gently.
Squish─!
“──Nngh?!”