My Little Sister's Request
A few days had passed since I'd taken Mom's ass and wiped Father out of the picture.
I'd been living a perfectly ordinary life in the meantime.
If there was anything left to worry about, it was the Director.
I'd expected things to be awkward every time we ran into each other at the office, but both of us acted so casually that it never became a problem.
The only real change was that she called me into her office more often.
Beyond that, nothing was different. Neither of us brought up what had happened that day.
At home, I was getting used to sneaking around with Mom behind Minjung's back—stealing a quick blowjob, or slipping into the bath together. Having Minjung in the house only made the thrill sharper.
"I'm heading out."
"See you later~"
"Have a good day."
Like any other morning, I left for work and Minjung for school.
"All right, let's go."
"Thanks, Oppa~"
Minjung was majoring in modeling. But she'd already been working as a model since high school.
It had started when she posted fashion shots on Byeolstar. Her pretty face and sense of style had caught on, and she'd even landed photo spreads and ads. She was half a celebrity by now.
That meant plenty of guys circling around her, which was a headache—but she handled most of it herself, so I didn't worry too much.
"You should show up at school more often."
"I'm busy with work—what am I supposed to do~? Besides, I don't even need to go that often~"
Unlike most students, she was already working as a model. Minjung didn't see much point in college. The school, for its part, was happy enough just to have someone as well-known as her on the roster, so they cut her every kind of slack.
She barely went once a week, and no one cared. With a real career already under way, dragging herself to campus more often would have been the real burden.
"Any stalkers lately?"
"Doesn't seem like it."
Back in high school, a stalker situation had almost blown up into something serious. I'd handled it fast enough that nothing major came of it, but ever since then I'd been a little twitchy about that kind of thing.
We talked like any ordinary brother and sister until we reached the school gates.
"See you at home tonight."
"Okay, Oppa~ Mwah."
"How old are you, still giving me kisses?"
"Hehe. See you at home."
She pecked me lightly on the cheek and headed inside. Under the jealous stares of nearby male students, I turned and made for the office.
"Come in for a moment, Deputy Kim."
"Yes..."
The Director was calling me in first thing again.
"Kim, did you screw something up major?"
"No, nothing like that."
Manager Park was watching me with a faintly worried look. The Director usually only summoned subordinates when she meant to chew them out. And since I'd been getting called in so often lately, people around the office had started to notice.
In reality, I just went in, talked ordinary business for a few minutes, and came back out. I wasn't getting reamed—but from the outside, it looked different.
"Yes, Director."
"It's not that. We got a request in, and I think you're the one who should take it."
"A request?"
Bodyguard jobs came in all the time. She wouldn't call me in separately unless it was something important... Feeling a flicker of curiosity, I checked the client's name—
"Minjung?"
It was my little sister.
"That's your sister, right?"
"Ah—yes, it is."
My own sister Minjung had put in the request.
"I'd heard she was working as a model. She must be pretty popular."
"She's just an ordinary kid."
She was popular, of course. She mostly worked through social media and had over five million followers. Between the spreads and the ads, she really was half a celebrity. To me, though, she was still just my little sister.
"It's an official request. You'll take the assignment yourself."
"Yes. Thank you."
Normally, the company didn't like assigning family jobs. One of the most important things in bodyguard work was cold judgment and a clear head—and the second family was involved, both of those could go foggy. So usually someone else took the job.
The Director was doing me a favor by letting me handle Minjung's protection myself.
"Are you busy today?"
"Work's about the same as usual."
"I don't mean work. I mean... after work."
"I'll probably need to talk this over with my sister."
"...Right. Never mind, then."
"Yes. Excuse me."
I bowed and left her office. The Director looked a little dissatisfied—but my head was already full of Minjung.
In all her time as a model, she'd never once put in a request like this. Suddenly asking for a bodyguard made me uneasy. I decided I'd talk to her as soon as I got home.
"There isn't a stalker on you or something, is there?"
"I told you, no!"
I went straight home after work and started talking with Minjung, who'd gotten there first. I asked out of genuine worry, but she insisted that wasn't it.
"It's not a stalker, but I've got a few sasaeng fans lately..."
"That's the same thing!"
Minjung still didn't have an agency, which left her wide open to sasaengs and stalkers. The one bright spot was that she was about to join a major modeling agency. Once she signed, the company would assign its own bodyguards, which was a relief. Until then, though, she was on her own—and that meant she was vulnerable.
"That's why I put in a request with your company for protection for a while."
"If something like that was going on, you should've told me first!"
She'd said there were no stalkers, and now it was sasaengs... They didn't know the house, apparently, but they showed up at school often enough. They hadn't approached her yet—but that could change in a second.
"Once I join the agency they'll give me a bodyguard, so it'll be fine."
"No one's done anything weird to you?"
"No... but the other day someone was hiding and taking pictures. That's why I figured I needed protection and put in the request with your company."
"You could've just told me."
"You've got work. Even if I told you, there might not have been anything you could do."
"I would've taken leave."
"Then I'd feel bad..."
Worry had made my tone a little sharper than I'd meant. Minjung looked deflated. From her side, she'd been trying not to trouble me.
"Haa... I've been assigned as your bodyguard for the duration of the request. So for a while, you're stuck with me."
"Really?! Don't they usually keep family off those jobs?"
"The Director cut me a break. I'm your bodyguard now."
"Oppa!!"
She threw her arms around me, beaming. She'd been pretty prickly not long ago, but at some point she'd started clinging the way she had when we were little.
Women really are impossible to figure out...
"So that means I get to be with Oppa all day?"
"Just for a week."
"Hehe. Still good enough!"
When we were kids, I'd looked after Minjung a lot. Both our parents worked, so I'd been her guardian. That was probably what had drawn me to bodyguard work in the first place—and eventually into the company.
"Anyway, I take over your protection starting tomorrow, so tell me everything on your schedule."
"Okay! Tomorrow I have to go to school, so you'll have to come with me."
"Huh? You went today. You're going again tomorrow?"
Minjung going two days in a row was rare.
"I want to show Oppa off. Hehe."
"Honestly..."
She didn't need to go, and it was a little ridiculous—but not something I was going to stop her over.
"All right. School tomorrow, then."
Since the protection detail started right away, I planned to check in with the Director a little later.
A few hours later.
"So for a while, I'm on Minjung's protection detail."
"Really? That's a relief."
Mom had looked anxious the moment I mentioned the sasaengs. Hearing that I'd be the one guarding her, she relaxed.
"I'm there, so don't worry."
"Mm. And once she's with the agency they'll assign bodyguards anyway, so that helps."
It was midnight. Minjung was already asleep.
"So starting tomorrow, you're guarding your little sister."
Mom said it with an amused little smile.
"It really takes me back to when you were kids."
"When we were kids?"
"Yeah. You used to stick to her all day at the playground because you were worried about her."
"Did I?"
Not when we were tiny, exactly—but I did remember hovering around her at the playground, fretting. She was my first little sibling, and I'd been a nervous wreck beside her.
"Thank you. Then let Mom take care of her hardworking son's needs before tomorrow♥"
We were lying together on the bed in my room. Minjung's room was close enough that we might get caught—but that thrill only excited Mom more.
"So tonight, Mom will help the Oppa who's going to work so hard keeping his little sister safe♥"
Wearing a filthy little smile, she slid down my body. She looked up at me in the slutty outfit she'd put on just to seduce her son—a sheer purple bra you could see straight through, and panties so tiny her ass was completely bare. Brand-new lingerie I hadn't seen before.
"Did you just buy those?"
"Mm... I bought a few things I thought my son would like."
"I'll have to take a good look at the rest later."
"Fufu♥ Look forward to it♥"
Anticipating the mother who would keep tempting me in outfits like that, I spent a hot night with her behind Minjung's back—
with no idea that Minjung was listening to every second of it from outside the door...
The next day.
"All right, let's go."
"Okay~ But Oppa looks even cooler than usual today♥"
"Thanks."
I'd been put straight onto Minjung's protection detail, so for the next week we'd be together constantly. With a sasaeng in the picture, identifying who it was mattered too.
"Get in."
"Okay~"
Minjung was in an especially good mood. Once she was in the car, we headed for the school.
Unlike usual, I didn't just drop her at the front—I parked inside the grounds and got out with her.
"It's Kim Minjung."
"Who's the guy next to her? Some kind of bodyguard?"
"She's so pretty."
The second we stepped out, countless eyes locked onto Minjung.
Finding a sasaeng in this is going to be rough.
Thinking this might be a little harder than expected, I escorted her into the school.
(Minjung)