Chapter 26, Hamburger.
Chapter 26, Hamburger.
A little past 7 p.m.
I dragged my leaden body out of the office building and finally reached the parking lot.
Maybe because it was midsummer, the sky was still bright as day.
Longer days were nice, but the sun beating down on the way home was anything but welcome.
"Haa... Finally heading home."
Normally, I'd have clocked out sharp at 6.
But things were different lately.
Hyena-like reporters were camped out at the entrance to Hunter Management Bureau Headquarters.
The General Affairs Department embezzlement scandal.
The scale was growing bit by bit as time passed.
Thanks to that, every day at the Hunter Management Bureau was a circus.
Reporters with fire in their eyes, desperate for a scoop, were staking out both the front and back gates without mercy.
In this mess, if all the civil servants poured out at once?
It'd be like tossing fresh meat into a cage of starving beasts.
The news headlines would scream something like 'Hunter Management Bureau Staff Clock Out on the Dot Amid Corruption Scandal.'
'Why do we have to suffer because of the General Affairs Department?'
So the directive from above was staggered quitting times.
Split up the staff, sneak out like little mice one by one without drawing attention.
Surprisingly effective.
Since we're trickling out, no "early clock-out controversy" stories have hit the news.
'But...'
We've been doing this for a whole week now.
And on top of that, as a total newbie among the 9th-grade folks, my head throbbed.
Let the seniors go first, wait my turn, and boom—it's past 7 before I know it.
"What kinda bullshit is this."
Small consolation...
Overtime pay gets logged.
Civil servants who leave after 6 get overtime auto-entered in the system.
Of course, capped at 4 hours a day, 57 hours a month max—like a ball and chain.
But hey, every penny counts, right?
Gotta stock up for Older Sister's and Gyeong-ah's allowances.
By the time I got home, the clock read 7:30.
I punched in the door lock code and opened the front door.
Normally, Older Sister would greet me with a "You're back?"
But today, the house was dead silent, like a tomb.
Living room lights off, pitch dark.
"I'm home."
As I kicked off my shoes and stepped in, I sensed movement from a bedroom door crack.
Gyeong-ah's door creaked open a sliver, and my younger sister peeked out at me.
"Oppa. You're back?"
"Yeah. Why's everything dark, no lights on?"
"Just. Bright bothers me."
Gyeong-ah kept her eyes on the floor, her voice barely a whisper.
She seemed even more drained than usual, for some reason.
Something wrong?
"Older Sister?"
"She went out. Said she was meeting friends earlier."
"Friends?"
"Yeah. They hadn't talked in ages, but she said they'd catch up. No booze, coming straight home."
"Oh yeah? Guess it's just us for dinner then."
Good news.
If Older Sister came home drunk again, who knows what kinda chaos.
Lately, she's been going out with friends and regaining some spark.
Can't ask for better.
Though leaving Gyeong-ah alone at home worries me.
I plopped a hand on Gyeong-ah's head and ruffled her hair wildly.
As I headed to the kitchen, she trailed after me like a puppy.
"Eaten yet?"
"Not yet. Not hungry."
"Liar. Skipping 'cause Older Sister's not here to make you eat?"
Gyeong-ah clamped her mouth shut at my words.
Nailed it.
She skips meals without Older Sister around.
I gulped down some cool water from the purifier.
Felt like it woke my brain up a bit.
Fridge check: no decent sides.
"Let's order in. Whatcha craving?"
"Anything. Whatever you want, Oppa."
"Tell me what you want. Oppa's treating tonight."
I pulled out my card from my wallet.
Gyeong-ah's eyes lit up a tad at the sight.
She hemmed and hawed forever, then mumbled super softly.
"...Hamburger?"
"Hamburger? What's up with that?"
"Just. Suddenly hit me."
Hamburger, huh.
Been a while for me too.
Greasy patty and salty fries sound perfect.
"Yeah, hamburgers it is. McDonald's delivery."
Suit still on, I flopped on the sofa and fired up the app.
Gyeong-ah hovered awkwardly beside me, sneaking peeks at the phone screen.
"Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese Large Set plus a Big Mac side for me. You?"
"Shanghai Burger Set for me. And... Snack Wrap."
"Chicken? No beef?"
"Yeah. I like that."
Gyeong-ah nodded like crazy.
Prefers chicken over beef, so she always goes for chicken burgers.
Nodded along and hit pay.
"Yeah, one sec."
Doorbell jolted Gyeong-ah; she bolted to her room like fleeing.
Hates facing outsiders that much.
I gave a wry smile, took the delivery, and set the table.
"Gyeong-ah, come out. Delivery guy's gone."
Only then did she crack the door and emerge.
We spread the burgers on the living room table and sat across.
YouTube on TV, but Gyeong-ah fiddled with the wrappers instead.
"Let's eat."
I unwrapped first, took a massive bite.
Heavy meat flavor filled my mouth.
High-cal hits the spot when stressed.
"Eat up before it cools."
"Yeah."
Gyeong-ah gingerly picked up her Shanghai Burger and nibbled daintily.
Clutching it two-handed, gnawing bit by bit—like a hamster.
Mid-bite, she started staring at my burger.
Felt her gaze, looked up; she averted eyes in a panic.
"What? Want a bite?"
"You sure?"
"If you want it, eat. Here."
I held my half-eaten burger to her mouth.
She eyed me cautiously, then took a careful bite.
Her chewing face was... complicated.
"How's it?"
"...Too much."
"Too much?"
"Patty's thick, too much cheese. Kinda overwhelming for me."
Gyeong-ah shook her head side to side.
Guess too heavy for her picky eater self.
Makes sense—cooped up, digestion's probably shot.
"Here, Oppa."
Now she offered her Shanghai Burger.
I chomped the spot she'd been munching.
"Mm, not bad. Lettuce, tomato too."
"Right? Better that way."
Gyeong-ah flashed the tiniest smile.
Wonder what's on her mind.
After that, we demolished our burgers in silence.
I polished off two burgers, large fries, large cola.
Gyeong-ah left some fries and cola.
Time to clean.
"I'll do it. You rest, Oppa."
"We'll do it together. Not much."
"No. I gotta. This is all I can do."
Gyeong-ah's voice turned gloomy.
Like she had this obsession about earning her keep.
No choice—let her handle it.
She wiped the table down hard with wet wipes.
Obsessively, not leaving a single crumb.
Trash sorted meticulously by type into bags.
Her attention to detail beat even Older Sister's.
Cleanup done, she washed her hands and came back.
Sat next to me, hugged her knees.
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Last time Unnie helped you out... when was it?"
"Uh..."
Why ask that outta nowhere.
Gyeong-ah stared at the floor, scraping it with her foot.
Ears beet red.
"Why you asking?"
"Just curious. Last week? I think?"
"Uh... yeah, about then."
"Must be backed up, huh?"
"...Yeah, backed up."
"And you bought hamburgers today too. All I can do is stuff like this."
Why'd our Gyeong-ah's self-esteem tank so hard?
Like it was gonna drill through the floor.
"Unnie does chores and relieves your needs. I just hole up in my room."
Gyeong-ah looked up at me.
Eyes screaming she wanted to prove her worth.
"I'll do it today."
"Huh?"
"Your sexual relief? I'll handle it."
Gyeong-ah stood without waiting for my reply.
Grabbed my shirt hem with shaky hands.
"Stay still."
She stripped off my top.
Just a tee since I'd changed from suit—easy peasy.
"Eutcha."
Top off, she climbed onto my lap.
Light as a feather.
Our younger sister's gotta weigh like 40kg.
"Oppa. Should I take mine off too?"
I just nodded.
Gyeong-ah ditched words, started stripping.
Bony shoulders, pale skin exposed.
Bra off, small but cute tits jiggled.
"Now you can touch."
Soft feel at my fingertips—her body quivered slightly.
Teased her nipples into my mouth while groping.
Younger sister's nipples.
I'm probably the first in the world to put my mouth here.
Sucked the rubbery softness, nipped lightly.
Gyeong-ah stroked my head, let out a soft moan.
After a bit, spat out the nipple.
Her tits glistened with my spit.
Now Gyeong-ah leaned down, lips to my chest.
"Chureup... Chun..."
Clumsy tongue work, but that made it hotter.
Could feel her trying so hard.
Licked my nipples while unbuckling my belt with one hand.
"Oppa, you're already hard."
"Guys get hard from the slightest touch."
"Really?"
Hand in pants, in undies, gripped my dick and whispered.
Then wrapped around the head, jerked wildly.
"Feels good? Huh? Oppa."
"Y-Yeah, good."
"Phew."
She sighed in relief at my answer.
Kept handjobbing while sucking my nipples harder.
What is it...
Like thrashing to prove her existence?
My breathing got ragged before long.
Her hand sped up too.
"G-Gyeong-ah. Gonna cum."
"Just cum... I'll take care of it all."
Clothes still on?
She whispered in my ear, egging me on.
"Krgh..."
Byureut... Byureureut...
Hot semen spurted into her hand, onto my belly.
Tons of it.
Panting rough, opened eyes.
Lower half soaked—way more than expected.
"Sorry. Came a ton."
"Nah, it's fine."
Still dressed, she slid between my legs.
Yanked pants and undies to my ankles.
My crotch was a sticky mess of cum.
Dripped from groin to near asshole.
"Dirty... Wipe with tissue."
"No. I'll clean it."
Gyeong-ah spread my legs, buried her face.
Stuck out tongue, started licking up the cum.
"Haljjak... Chureup..."
Meticulous, like cleaning.
From pubes to deep inner thighs.
"G-Gyeong-ah, not there..."
"Stay still. Gotta get it clean."
Ignored me, lifted balls, tongued perineum and around asshole.
Even there with her tongue...
"Oppa's doesn't smell."
"Uh, showered earlier."
Empty compliment, but felt nice.
Finally, took my still-hard dick in her mouth.
Blocked the slit with tongue, sucked hard, swallowed every last drop.
"Chuwep... Chun..."
Her teeth grazed the head.
Stung a bit, but the pleasure made my legs shake.
Sucked like that forever before pulling off.
Last, grabbed tissue, gently wiped dick, groin, asshole area.
"All good now."
Gyeong-ah, satisfied.
But avoided eye contact, spoke softly.
Clearly embarrassed.
"O-Oppa. Gonna wash up."
She dashed to the bathroom.
Then, clear fluid trickling down her thighs caught my eye.
That's gotta be... vaginal fluid.
Her thighs slick from getting turned on while pleasuring me.
Flopped on sofa, stared blankly at ceiling.
Ah, once you give in, it's pure bliss.
Wish she'd milk one more out.
What to do.
Ask for sumata maybe?