Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Creampie for My Pregnant Little Sister
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Kang Hana had a miserable look on her face.
"Why? What's wrong?"
I asked casually, pretending not to know, and she shot me a glare full of irritation.
"This.... what the hell is it..."
She staggered in, completely drained of energy.
"Oppa, after eating your semen... I feel totally powerless... dizzy... hot... and nauseous..."
"...Hana?"
And Im Hyeji, who was right beside her, overheard it too.
Im Hyeji's gaze turned toward Kang Hana.
"Hana, you're pregnant too!!"
"...Yeah.."
"Congratulations!!"
I hadn't told Im Hyeji about Kang Hana's pregnancy.
It wasn't like I'd hidden it on purpose—what was there to brag about, sharing pregnancy details between women who'd gotten knocked up?
I just didn't feel like bothering, and more than that, it was a hassle to keep track of who I'd told and who I hadn't.
Besides, I hadn't even mentioned the oral sex with Kang Hana in the first place. But since I kept using my ability and she knew about the aftereffects(?) of failed pregnancies, I figured she'd vaguely guessed.
"Hyeji... but my body feels so weird.."
"Yeah, that's morning sickness! Just eat a ton and stick by Oppa."
Im Hyeji didn't show any jealousy over another woman being pregnant—maybe because of what happened with Lee Soo-ah.
She seemed genuinely happy, instead.
Was it because today felt like a good day?
Out came the tonkatsu and udon I'd stored in my inventory, piping hot and freshly fried.
One serving per person.
Kang Hana, her expression a bit brighter now that she was in the tent, inhaled them like she had a beggar camped out in her stomach.
Then she and Im Hyeji started chatting about pregnancy.
"When morning sickness hits, staying by Oppa or eating his semen keeps it at bay for about a day or two. Oh! If it's oral, it's only around a day. Hyeji, is yours an ability or a skill?"
"Mine... it's my skill, Precise Detection.."
"Oh! It works like that too? I'm jealous. Does that mean you're getting promoted to S-rank hunter this time? You totally could!"
From my perspective as a spectator, it was this indescribable rush of emotions.
Two women I'd impregnated, swapping stories about their pregnancies.
And they weren't even carrying the same kid—yet here they were, getting along great and sharing tips.
One of them was my little sister, no less.
End times, sure feels like end times.
"I just hit level 5 on Resurrection."
"Really? So you don't need to eat semen anymore, Hyeji?"
"Yeah?.. No.. well.."
But when the conversation got too explicit, her 23-year-old innocence peeked through—she wasn't fully jaded yet, and she looked flustered.
"Uh.. I still have to give birth to the second one... and I wanna level Resurrection up to 10..."
"Ah... level.. Mine was level 5 or 8, I think..?"
"Probably 'cause it was just a taste-test pregnancy? Right, Oppa?"
I nodded along.
Perfect.
No matter how weird the picture, having a well-trained senior meant I didn't have to repeat the same explanations every time—I could just focus on my food in peace.
And just like that, we finished the tonkatsu.
Im Hyeji turned to me and Kang Hana with a resolute expression, then grabbed both of Kang Hana's hands.
"Hana. I get it."
"...Yeah?"
"I hesitated a ton at first when it came to Oppa. But I wanted a good skill, and I don't regret it."
"...Huh? Uh..."
"Even if he's your blood brother, don't overthink it—just focus on the baby you're carrying."
With that, she stepped out of the tent.
"I'll crash in Hana's tent tonight, Oppa!!"
"..."
"..."
She always seemed a bit slow on the uptake usually, but she was sharp as hell about this stuff.
She'd pulled the exact same move with Lee Soo-ah back then, and having gone through morning sickness herself, she probably empathized with the pain and wanted it to pass quickly.
"What was that about, Hyeji?"
Kang Hana, oblivious, asked me, so I laid out the truth.
"She gave us the rest of the time so you wouldn't hurt—time for your injection from me."
"....Are you insane?"
"Or you wanna keep dealing with morning sickness the whole time?"
"...."
No point hiding it anymore.
She was pregnant either way, and whether she liked it or not, she'd need semen injections nonstop until she popped out that skill.
Unless she planned to give up the skill.
If that was the case, she never would've sucked my dick in the first place.
Line crossed, no half-measures—she was officially on my breeding bitch list now.
"You're pregnant anyway, so here's a gift for my nephew-slash-son."
"...What?"
I pulled out the A-rank magic stone I'd been saving.
"What is this? An A-rank magic stone?"
"You got it."
I held it in my hand and absorbed it right there for her to see.
Kang Hana stared, transfixed by the shimmering flow of mana.
"I'm giving you the magic stone's mana. It'll boost the odds of a higher-grade skill when you give birth. It's luck-based, though. Get lucky, and it might even be SS-rank?"
"...For real?"
"Hyeji's Resurrection was projected as SS originally. Ended up SSS."
"So Hyeji ate magic stones too?"
"Yup. One B-rank and three A-ranks."
"...."
Sure, I'd fudged the timeline a bit to make it easier to swallow, but it wasn't bullshit.
Plus, in my book, my SSS-grade Ada sperm was worth way more than three A-rank stones.
It'd been aged a solid 30 years, after all.
"...Just suck it?"
Kang Hana seemed to have tipped the scales toward skill greed now that things had gone this far.
Familiar pattern by now.
The messages never lied.
Hell, she'd even sampled it—how was she supposed to resist the temptation?
Just like how an S-rank gets hooked on the SS-rank title.
For hunters stuck in that awkward mid-tier like B-rank, the allure of the next rank up hits even harder.
It's an uncrossable wall.
If the competition for S-ranks clawing their way to SS is in the thousands...
Then B to A is straight-up tens of thousands.
Add in the agony of morning sickness, and with precedents like Im Hyeji and Lee Soo-ah? She was primed to do damn near anything.
I dropped my pants and closed in.
My dick, pumped full of A-rank mana, throbbed huge with bulging veins, glistening as it leaked faint mana and stood rigid at a perfect right angle.
No words needed.
Kang Hana's eyes went drowsy as she took it in familiarly, sucking it soft and slow.
I guided her just like that.
I backed up slowly, and she crawled after me on all fours.
From the central table to my mattress, that's how she came.
I sat on the mattress, and she kept at it on hands and knees, slurping away between my legs.
Like she was dying to taste that A-rank mana power I'd talked up.
But today wasn't a mouth finish.
While she sucked, I slipped both hands into her armpits, hoisted her up, flipped her over, and laid her out on the mattress.
"...?"
She stopped mid-suck, puzzled as I forced her down, her gaze dropping to my drool-slick dick.
No explanations—instead, I reached for her jeans, popped the button, and yanked the zipper down.
"W-what?!"
Flustered, Kang Hana tried shoving my arms away.
But my hand had already skipped past her panties and was rubbing her pussy, and with her upper body pinned, her arms were too short to push me off properly.
At the same time, I grabbed her neck as she protested and crushed my lips to hers.
"...!"
Her stiff lips wouldn't part at first, but I sucked them gently and slipped my tongue in—they parted with a soft give.
Experience counted for something; she'd kissed a few times, and I'd dealt with plenty of resisting lips before, so I knew how to handle it smoothly.
Kang Hana's mouth had this tangy sweetness to it.
Not that it literally tasted like anything, but her wide-eyed disbelief mixed with that unresisting tongue...
Her blonde hair splayed messily across the mattress like it mirrored her surrender—pure conquest vibes.
This was Kang Hana, who'd always gotten the upper hand on me.
Starting shit, hurling insults.
Sure, it went both ways, but getting humiliated over pocket money from my sky-like big bro—even if he was eight years older? I'd taken my lumps.
And now here she was.
My little sister who'd never backed down from a word fight.
Frozen stiff under my hands and tongue as I toyed with her most precious spots.
"Haa. Haa."
After a long tangle of tongues, I slid her panties and jeans down her thoroughly soaked fingers.
This time, instead of pushing me away, Kang Hana covered her face with both hands.
Like a kid playing hide-and-seek—not hiding their body, but blocking their face to shut out the world.
Her long legs were gorgeous.
At 168 cm with killer proportions, Kang Hana had legs for days—slender and stunning, perfect leg aesthetic.
I'd swallowed hard more than once seeing her sprawled on the sofa in just dolphin shorts.
Man's instinct.
Not like it was the first time seeing those legs.
But seeing her thighs clenched tight, legs crossed in embarrassment with her pussy peeking out? That was new.
Her plump mound swelled up even more, accentuated by the way her legs squeezed together.
A woman's slim, curvy frame like hers doubled the visual punch when she was tall.
Her smaller tits compared to Im Hyeji or Lee Soo-ah just amplified that sleek, slender vibe.
I gave her time, then lifted her top up and off.
In the process, her hands shifted for a second—our eyes met, her face flushed beet red as she asked,
"...You really gonna do it?"
"What, you want me to stop?"
"...."
My shameless comeback earned me an incredulous stare.
I grinned, pried apart her clenched thighs, slid in between, and rubbed my dick against her.
"Not doing it would be the real joke. What're you gonna tell Mom and Dad? 'Got pregnant orally, congrats on the grandkid'?"
"...Hey! Haoot!!"
Yeah, this expression on Kang Hana? Perfection.
Yelling her head off while pleasure twisted her face—I soothed her with,
"Semen works best when it's pumped straight into the womb."
Simple, solid common sense.