You Saw That, Right? I Won?
“See that? I won, didn’t I?” My older sister beamed with a bright, sunny smile.
“You crazy bitch, you actually counted every single one?” I pouted, feeling a surge of petty annoyance. The whole bet had been to fix her foul-mouthed habit, yet somehow I was the one who ended up getting screwed.
“You’re the one who started cursing first, so why are you getting mad at me? If you didn’t like it, you should’ve just won.”
There was no point in arguing when the evidence was right in front of me. My sister kept replaying the recording of our sibling conversation over and over, even jotting down the exact number of curses on a piece of paper to see who swore more.
‘All because I had to bring up her novel….’
It was clearly her overwhelming lead in the beginning. If I had just left her alone, she would’ve self-destructed on her own.
“So. What’s your wish?”
I had no idea. Seeing her grinning from ear to ear actually made me think losing might’ve been the better option.
“It’s that, right…?”
“That? What?”
“You want my body, don’t you? You beast! Trying to turn me into your little plaything. Sorry, I won’t tease you anymore, Oppa.”
She was about to hit me again. Again. And again. My cute little brother wasn’t even allowed to joke around.
“You really just need to learn how to shut that damn mouth of yours.”
“Is that your wish? To keep my mouth shut?”
“Idiot, no.”
“Then what is it?”
“Not right now. I’ll tell you later.”
“Later when? Does this wish have an expiration date?”
“What the hell? Is this how you treat the sister you supposedly love so much? I’m so disappointed in you, Kang Minjun.”
“Fine, fine. Do whatever you want. What the hell are you even wishing for?”
“It’s a secret. I said I’ll tell you later. So what were you going to wish for?”
“Me?”
“Well, obviously. Your head’s only full of one thing anyway, so it’s not hard to guess. You were gonna make your sister do something weird.”
“Hey. I at least have some basic decency. Just because you write erotica doesn’t mean the whole world is porn to you.”
“Then what was it? Tell me. If it’s something simple, I might actually do it.”
“I was gonna make you clean your room. Clean it. It looked like a total disaster in there. Is that seriously a room a person lives in? It was so gross I thought I was gonna get sick. Like, actually sick.”
She clearly hadn’t expected that kind of request. My sister flinched.
“You clearly don’t understand. Even if it looks messy, everything’s there for a reason. I left it like that on purpose.”
“Bullshit. What about your pads, for fuck’s sake? If you’re not using them, put them in a drawer or something. Why are they rolling around on the floor? You’re the one shoving them in your panties, so at least use them cleanly. They’re getting dust all over them.”
“You crazy bastard, how did you even—wait, did you go through my room while I was gone?”
“It was the first thing I saw the second I walked in. What, are you proud of it? Is today that time of the month?”
“Don’t talk crap. I always hide them in the back so they’re not visible.”
“Then you’re the one who didn’t put them back after using them. You’re still young, how can you have zero sense of organization?”
“You… you… you…”
“At least the dildo wasn’t rolling around on the floor. If it had been, I would’ve really disowned you from the family register.”
“Get out! You fucking son of a bitch!”
“Wait, sis. Is that your wish? Ow, ow. Don’t hit me.”
“Get out! Get the hell out, you bastard!”
In the end, I earned myself a beating. My sister pounded on me to her heart’s content.
‘She’s pissed again.’
It was such a shame. I was genuinely saying all of that for her own good, but she always took it as nagging.
‘Though I did throw in a few unnecessary jabs in the middle.’
Still, if she didn’t want to hear it, she should’ve just cleaned up properly in the first place. She never thinks about the mess she made and just gets mad. It was embarrassing for me too. Having pads scattered all over the floor. Sure, it’s something every woman does, but from a guy’s perspective, it’s a bit much. No matter how close we are as siblings, it’s still embarrassing.
I had no idea how to calm her down anymore. Whatever. Do whatever you want.
My sister stormed into her room. As if it were a habit now, she slammed the door so hard it sounded like it might break. She still wasn’t afraid of noise complaints, apparently. Of course, if anyone ever tried to hurt her, I’d beat them half to death, but at least this way it was clearly her fault, so I had nothing to say.
‘I should tell her to close the door more gently later.’
Anyway, what the hell was she going to make me do?
I flopped down on the sofa and stared blankly, lost in thought. A wish between siblings… Nothing immediately came to mind.
Maybe “stop nagging me”? No, she should just behave properly from the start. I don’t even want to nag. Or maybe “stop teasing me”? Sorry, but that’s never happening. There’s nothing more fun in the world than teasing you.
Then what the hell could it be? What could she possibly want from me?
I was lying on the sofa, blankly staring at the ceiling, when suddenly—
The door to her room burst open and she came out.
‘Did she cool off already?’
Judging by how hard she slammed the door, I thought she’d stay mad for at least three days.
I didn’t show it, but every nerve in my body was tuned to her. If I turned my head, it would feel like I lost. So I just perked up my ears and focused on what she was doing.
She walked right past me, then suddenly grabbed the vacuum cleaner.
“What are you doing?”
“You don’t even know how to use that thing. What? You saw it while walking by and thought it looked interesting? Or are you trying to trade it for porn?”
Instead of answering, my sister shoved the vacuum hose right at me.
“See? Something this big doesn’t get sucked in.”
“What the hell are you doing all of a sudden?”
“Can’t you tell by looking? I’m cleaning.”
“That’s why I’m asking why you’re suddenly doing something you never do. You’re making me nervous. If my memory serves me right, this is the first time I’ve seen this in all the years we’ve lived together.”
“……You said it was your wish.”
“What?”
“You said your wish was for me to clean my room. I saw it today and it really was pretty dirty. I figured it must’ve been bad if you actually said something like that.”
“Oh my god, sis!”
I was so happy I shot up from the sofa.
“You’re finally making progress! Ahh, I’m so proud! So proud of you, my Yunseo~”
I patted her butt. Normally she would’ve thrown a fit about cutting my wrist off, but for some reason she quietly let me do it. Feeling bold, I gave her butt a little pinch, and sure enough, a kick came flying at me immediately.
“You really are… a pervert who takes any chance he gets.”
“Anyway. You’ve finally decided to start living like a human being, huh? Good. That’s a smart decision. I saw a documentary and even the animal pens were cleaner than your room. I’ve been dying to tell you to learn a thing or two.”
“Shut up and do your own thing. Don’t get in my way.”
“Why? Let’s do it together. I’ll help.”
“No thanks. You’ll just brag about it later anyway. Like, ‘Your kind younger brother cleaned for you, where’s my reward?’”
She was a mind reader. How did she know?
“I won’t. I won’t. It’s about protecting the health of the sister I love. Why would I—”
“You promise? Try pulling any tricks and I won’t let it slide.”
“Aww~ It’s not a trick. It’s an expression of affection. Between loving siblings.”
“You need to watch your words. It’s you, the horny one, unilaterally sexually harassing me.”
“Whoa, people might misunderstand if you say it like that.”
I followed after my grumbling sister into the room. She had at least roughly picked up the clothes that had been scattered on the floor.
“If you roll your clothes up like this, they’ll get wrinkled when you wear them next time.”
I took them out one by one and folded them neatly.
“Before you run the vacuum, pick up the big stuff first. This kind of thing won’t get sucked up.”
She shoved the vacuum at me again.
“You’re right.”
She was acting up again.
“While we’re at it, let’s do a full deep clean. We should wash the bedding too. Now that I think about it, I don’t think your comforter has ever been washed, has it?”
“It’s not that dirty.”
“Then when did you wash it? Tell me. I seriously don’t remember at all.”
“……When I first bought it. You washed it for me.”
“That was ages ago. Before I went to the military.”
“Fine. I’ll wash it, okay? I’ll wash it. But what if it doesn’t dry? We don’t even have a dryer.”
“Don’t worry. You think I’ve only been doing housework for a day or two? It’ll be dry by evening. Hey, over there. There’s dust on that side.”
While she vacuumed, I brought out the laundry. My heart felt so refreshed. This was the perfect chance to teach her how nice it is to live in a clean space.
‘By the way, why are the soles of her feet so dirty?’
I rubbed her calf with my foot and a cloud of dust came off. I quickly went to get a rag. She offered me a wet wipe but I refused. There was way too much trash. Trash bags cost money too, you know.
“Hold the chair up for a second. Hey! If you drag it like that it’ll scratch the floor!”
I got down on my knees and started wiping the floor. Where else in the world would you find a younger brother who does this much?
“It’s already a mess, what’s the point of doing it now?”
“Your personality is a mess too, but I haven’t given up and I’m still taking care of you, aren’t I? Our Yunseo. You have to do what you’re told if you want to be a good girl, right?”
When I finally asked her, she did lift the chair, but—
“What are you doing?”
She just set it right on top of my back.
“My dear sister. Teach you one thing and you learn ten ways to be a pain in the ass? I’m honestly impressed at this point.”
“Why? It’s good exercise. Or do you want me to sit on you instead?”
“Ugh, hey, wait a sec—!”
Before I could finish, she sat down on me.
“What the hell have you been eating? Why are you so heavy?”
It wasn’t an act. It genuinely hurt. I didn’t mind her butt touching my body, but the sudden weight made it hard to keep my balance.
“You wanna die? You always brag about working out, so what’s this? Why aren’t you moving? Giddyup. Giddyup.”
Smack, smack. She slapped my ass.
‘One, two.’ I counted every hit so I could pay her back exactly later.
“Hey, you pig. I’m not lying, you’re seriously heavy. You need to start skipping dinner or something.”
“You’re just weak. All show muscles.”
This girl. She was all fat herself. Of course, she wasn’t just a pig who only ate. She seemed to work out in the living room sometimes. Especially her ass and thighs were…
‘Stop. What the hell am I thinking?’
Why was I suddenly remembering the feeling of touching her body? If I got hard in this situation, what then?
“Kyaaak!”
I changed my posture, scooped her up in both arms like a princess, and lifted her high.
“Still think I have no strength? I can lift twice your weight.”
“Hey, hey. I get it, you’re strong, so put me down.”
She clung tightly to my neck.
“No.”
“It’s scary, let me go.”
“Whoa, stay still. You’ll fall.”
She was stomping her feet, so I pretended to throw her and swung her toward the floor. She hugged me even tighter.
“Give me one more kiss and I’ll let you down.”
“You really… are a son of a bitch.”
“You started it first. Sitting on your kind younger brother who’s cleaning for you. Or at least put the chair on me properly.”
Before I could finish, she gave me a quick peck on the cheek. She must’ve been really scared.
“There. Happy?”
“Did you even do it? When?”
This time it was longer. Chuuuup.
“There, now it’s done.”
“Felt like it only went down about a centimeter.”
“Ugh, seriously.”
Annoyed, she grabbed my hair and—chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup—pressed her lips firmly against mine. It was just a kiss. Even if I wanted more, I was too dazed. The surprise attack made my strength give out and we both tumbled to the floor with a crash.
‘Ugh…’
At least I was lucky. The moment we fell, I held her tight so I took the impact instead of her.
But now what? I couldn’t let go of my sister who was now straddling me. The sight of her looking down at me from above was just too beautiful. If I kept this up, she’d definitely get mad. I’d end up hated again.
While I hesitated, my sister gently closed her eyes.
Oh my god. Had my feelings finally gotten through to her?
I closed my eyes too and slowly… slowly waited for her lips.
At that moment—
THUD!
“Ugh!”
She headbutted me with all her strength. It felt like my skull was cracking.
“Fuck, you hard-headed idiot. I think my forehead’s bleeding.”
“I told you not to pull any tricks. Look at you, refusing to let go just so you can rub your dick on me.”
She looked down at me rolling around in pain with utter disdain.
“I was protecting you so you wouldn’t get crushed, and that’s what you say?”
“It would’ve been fine if you hadn’t acted like an idiot in the first place.”
“It would’ve been fine if you hadn’t started the fight, then.”
“Or if you didn’t have balloon muscles.”
“Or if you weren’t a pig?”
“Then I’ll be the pig, and you can be someone else’s brother. Don’t even acknowledge me from now on.”
“Aww, sis. Why are you like this again? Hey! It’s getting harder and harder to comfort you! Stop being mad!”
I stood up for my pouting sister. While she had only been half-heartedly playing with the vacuum, I felt like I was going to die from exhaustion. Cooking early in the morning, doing the dishes, cleaning, and later I’d have to hang the laundry and fold it. Was this really right…?
Even if I really liked her, this was basically slavery, wasn’t it?