Chapter 12
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Love for Family, Love for Country
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"...Did you get the S-Save?"
Ye-na tilted her head.
"S-Save? Nah, that's too expensive~"
She waved her hand dismissively.
"Still, you'll probably need it someday, right? Just not yet."
Not necessary.
Too bad. No chance of Ye-na's uterus getting stuffed show.
If I came inside, my massive load would either burst her belly or backflow until the floor turned into the Han River.
But that word "expensive" stuck in my ear.
In this world, prices revolved around semen.
So how much did that surgery even cost?
"By the way, is S-Save really that pricey?"
"Yeah, pretty much. Without insurance, it's around 500?"
"Five million won?"
"Yep. Pricey, right? What money does a college student have?"
Ye-na pouted her lips.
I tapped the calculator in my head.
Five million won.
A big sum.
For a typical college student, it exceeded a full semester's tuition.
But for me?
One shot.
Exactly the value of one shot.
No, based on yesterday's 710ml, it wasn't even a full shot.
Half a shot?
Maybe 0.7 shots.
A hollow laugh escaped me.
Every time my dick came, it was like ejecting a mid-sized car—or one S-Save surgery.
A walking mint.
That was me.
Heh heh heh.
"Oppa, what're you thinking about?"
Oh, shoot...
Ye-na's voice snapped me out of it.
She'd climbed onto my lap without me noticing.
Her slender fingers were groping over my pants.
Stroke. Stroke.
The thin training pants let me feel her touch plainly.
The warmth of her palm.
The pressure of her fingers.
"Mmm... Oppa, it's rock hard."
Ye-na giggled.
"It's gonna rip through your pants. Royal Jelly really is different, huh?"
Her hand slid up the shaft, then tapped the head.
"Ngh."
A groan slipped out.
My own little sister.
Blood-related siblings.
And here she was, handling my dick and appraising it.
The taboo thrill melted my brain.
But at the same time, it made me insanely horny.
"I'll give you top service. Trust me?"
Ye-na flashed a mischievous smile.
Service.
Something a hooker would say.
Hearing it from my sister?
This world was clearly designed to stimulate men's nerves to the max.
"...Yeah. I trust you."
I sat on the edge of the bed.
Ye-na positioned herself between my legs.
Her hand grabbed my waistband.
Shlrp.
Pants and underwear came down together.
Thwack!
My pent-up cock sprang up like a spring.
The dick swaying in front of her eyes.
Ye-na's eyes went wide.
"Whoa..."
She couldn't close her mouth.
"Wow... it's really huge..."
"Well, as you can see."
Ye-na cautiously reached out and gripped my tool.
One hand couldn't cover it.
Even wrapping both top and bottom barely hid the shaft.
"Insane... I never saw anything like this in practice."
"...Practice?"
I doubted my ears.
Practice?
What kind of practice lets college students see other guys' dicks?
Nursing major?
No, Ye-na was in humanities, I thought.
"What practice?"
Curious, I asked, and Ye-na answered casually.
"Huh? Our school makes us keep our virginity, but handjobs are part of practice."
"......"
Hold on.
Too much info.
Keep your virginity.
But practice handjobs.
What kind of contradictory bullshit is this?
No, before that—schools teach handjobs?
Suddenly, yesterday's internet info flashed in my mind.
Special schools training exclusive collectors for Royal Jelly producers.
The most famous one.
Hwick University.
No way.
"...Ye-na, what school did you say? Hwick University?"
"Yup! Hwick University. And I'm on scholarship?"
Whoa, fuck.
Chills ran down my spine.
My sister went to Hwick University.
Hwick University.
The insane university of this insane world.
Anyway.
Korea's top bride training school and Royal Jelly partner academy.
Admission rate: 500:1.
Entry requires virginity—a rarity in this world—and all students maintain it during enrollment.
They train pro-level sex techniques.
Graduates from there?
"You... you're a virgin?"
"Of course! They check the hymen on admission."
Ye-na puffed out her chest proudly.
"My grades are average, but practical skills? A+. My hand technique is killer."
Crazy.
Truly insane.
She's so pretty.
So slutty.
And she's holding my dick, ready to jerk it.
A virgin?
In this lewd world, a "real virgin"—rarer than a unicorn—right in front of me.
My own sister.
My head spun.
Royal Jelly perks included "exclusive collector designation rights."
So.
Could I designate Ye-na?
...
No.
Even thinking it was stupid.
No matter how crazy the world, making my sister a lifelong semen receiver partner? Nah.
Incest might be legal, but moral brakes kick in.
Plus, Mom would faint if she knew.
Regrettable.
So regrettable.
Those pretty lips, that white skin, that untouched mystery cave.
Thinking some other guy—some lucky Royal Jelly bastard—would claim it made my stomach hurt.
No, it pissed me off just imagining.
"Haa..."
I sighed, and Ye-na eyed my face.
"What's wrong, Oppa?"
"Nah... just feels like a waste."
"Waste of what?"
"You being a virgin... feels like I shouldn't touch."
Ye-na burst out laughing at my words.
"What~? That's it? Don't worry. I don't need to keep it anymore anyway."
"...Huh? Why?"
No need to keep her virginity.
Hwick required it even during school.
It was their top spec.
Ye-na gripped my dick harder as she explained.
"Why? Obviously. If there's a Royal Jelly in the family, you can't be a collector."
"......"
"It's the law. Blood-related Royal Jelly cancels partner registration. Like an anti-privilege rule?"
Gasp.
That's common knowledge?
So Ye-na's path as an official partner was blocked.
Meaning no obligation to stay a virgin.
Which means...
"So... you don't have to stay a virgin anymore?"
"Right? It's a shame after keeping it this long, but whatever. Oppa became Royal Jelly, so I don't need to work."
Ye-na beamed innocently.
Opportunity.
A gift from God.
No need to give her to another guy.
Obligation gone.
So, could I take her virginity?
My hands and feet trembled.
My heart felt like it would leap out.
I swallowed hard.
"Ye-na..."
"Yeah?"
"Could I... take your virginity?"
I blurted it out.
Too nervous, it came out like cringy translated dialogue.
Could I take your virginity?
What third-rate ero doujin line was that?
What if she rejects?
Calls me a pervert?
Treats me like a bug again?
Tension choked me; I stared at her lips.
But.
"Really?!"
My expectations missed.
"You'll really take it, Oppa?! Awesome!"
She cheered.
Hugged my neck, rubbed her cheek on mine.
"Huh..."
In the old world, it'd be handcuffs and news headlines.
She happy about it?
Because I'm Royal Jelly?
Or loves Oppa that much?
As emotion swelled, Ye-na drove the wedge.
"Giving your virginity to a Royal Jelly gets you a bonus! Ten million won!"
"......"
Fuck.
Too capitalist?
I knew the state gave subsidies even for non-official partners under conditions, but ten million?
And my sister eyeing it?
Semen supremacy mixed with hyper-capitalism—a chaotic, beautiful world.
"Ten million... Yeah, I'll give it."
"Eee! Oppa best! Wanna do it now? Right now?"
Ye-na's eyes sparkled as she tried to mount me.
Her ass pressed my thigh.
Soft, warm sensation.
Just pull her pants down and thrust in.
No S-Save, but pull out and it's fine.
Imagining my cock piercing her tight entrance made precum drool out.
Then.
Beep beep—beep beep—
The front door lock chimed.
"Oh? Mom's home!"
Ye-na hopped off me.
No time to fix clothes; she flung the door open and ran out.
"Mom! Mom!"
Thud thud thud.
Footsteps faded.
Left me alone on the bed.
Pants and underwear down, full erection standing proud.
"...Guess not today."
Deflated.
But also relieved.
If Mom caught siblings fucking in her room...
Even in this world, that's too much, right?
I hastily pulled up my pants.
My raging dick still asserted itself inside.
Better go greet her.
It's been a while.
I opened the door and headed to the living room.
Lively noise from the entrance.
"Oh my, son's here?"
"Yeah! Oppa's here!"
Ye-na clung to Mom's arm, bouncing.
And beside her, the woman.
Jeong Na-yeon.
My mom.
Honestly, "lady" didn't suit her.
"Mom, welcome back."
"Oh! Do-hun!"
Mom beamed the moment she saw me.
Jeong Na-yeon. 40 years old.
Got pregnant with me from high school troublemaking.
Classic delinquent, thug, wild child type.
Yet raised us siblings alone as a single mom, always bright without a wrinkle.
Youthful beauty must be genetic.
Standing with Ye-na, they looked like sisters, not mother-daughter.
Tight jeans and plain white tee, yet she had killer style.
"My son looks healthier. Doing well?"
Mom approached, stroked my cheek.
Her touch was soft.
"Yeah, sorta... You look good too, Mom."
"Hehe, Mom's always good. Anyway..."
Mom's gaze shifted to Ye-na.
Ye-na, like she'd been waiting, opened her mouth.
And dropped a bombshell that made me doubt my ears.
"Mom! Oppa became Royal Jelly!! And he's gonna pop my cherry!"
"...?"
Fuck?
What'd she say?
Royal Jelly, fine.
Pop my cherry?
In front of Mom?
"Hey! What the hell are you...!"
Too flustered, words tumbled out.
Face burned.
This crossed the line.
Even in an open family, bragging to Mom about Oppa deflowering you? What psycho does that?
I rushed to explain.
"M-Mom? Don't misunderstand... It's not that, Ye-na's just joking..."
I flailed my hands, stammering.
Cold sweat down my back.
I checked Mom's expression.
Disgust? Anger? Disappointment?
But Mom's reaction was nothing like I expected.
"Oh my."
Mom's eyes widened.
"Really? Our Do-hun worked hard, huh? Ye-na, you're lucky~"
"...Yes?"
What?
Mom, you okay?
Mom patted my shoulder.
Then looked up at me with a strange glint.
That look wasn't innocent.
One I'd seen a lot lately.
Desire.
And anticipation.
Mom's eyes dropped to my crotch.
Seeing the lingering tent, she licked her lips.
"Ask Mom later too~"
"...Pardon?"
"Mom's skin's been dry lately. Heard son's semen works wonders."
Mom winked.
"Family discount, right?"
"Then let's do it together later, Mom!"
Wait, Ye-na.
What're you saying...?
.....
....
Mom, fuck.
No normal people in this house.