Chapter 40
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Mountains Beyond Mountains: My Little Sister's Clit Play
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By the time I'd heard that much, I let go of Assistant Manager Kim Cheol-ho.
"...Stop. Just stop."
"S-Sorry..."
Just like that.
I simply couldn't bear to hear any more.
"Get out. Now."
"...Yeah, got it."
I dropped the Phillips screwdriver from my hand and collapsed onto the spot like a pile of mud.
But the reason I sent Kim Cheol-ho packing wasn't just disgust or emptiness.
"Fuck..."
While listening to his story, his unnecessarily vivid descriptions had me picturing Mom—gangbanged like that, used as Kwak Young-cheol's plaything—and my dick had gotten painfully hard against my will. I didn't want him catching on.
Ah.
Did I have an NTR kink?
No, no way...
Why was I even thinking of it as NTR in the first place? It wasn't just resentment... Did I actually like Mom as a woman?
I had no idea how that damned bet had turned out, but if I'd heard any more, I might've cum right there on the spot.
Was I insane? Completely lost my mind?
I barely managed to calm my ragged breathing before heading outside to splash water on my face and stepping out the door.
Shockingly calm, even to myself.
Weird, huh.
To stay this level-headed after a story like that.
They say when you're too far gone, you get eerily detached. Guess that's me now.
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After that, I barely remember anything.
I just floated through the day like driftwood on water, handling work on autopilot without a shred of awareness.
Luckily—or unluckily—by the time I got back to the office, Mom was just heading out.
"Oh. Hyun-seong."
"Mom. Where you off to?"
Looking back, it was bizarrely calm the way I faced her. She didn't sense anything off and treated me just like always.
"Yeah. The boss called me in. Let's have a party at home later, okay?"
"A party?"
"Forgot already? I told you this morning. To celebrate your acceptance."
"Oh... right."
Yeah.
Just this morning, I'd felt like I owned the world.
And now this.
Still, I was relieved she was heading out now.
She was probably off to spread her legs for that bastard Kwak Young-cheol.
Or... based on what I'd heard earlier, who even knew whose legs she had to spread for this time.
Anyway, I drifted through the afternoon in a haze, no self-awareness at all, and bolted straight home the second work ended.
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"Congrats, son!"
"Haha. Congrats, Hyun-seong. For a dummy like Tae-gu and a pure-hearted beauty like Na-yeon to have such a smart kid—it's a miracle."
"Hey! What kinda talk is that?"
When I got home, Mom, Kwak Young-cheol, and Mi-hyun were already there ahead of me, party prep done, waiting.
Ah.
Unlike the story I'd heard earlier, Kwak Young-cheol and Mom were... all over each other like a loving couple.
It only made me more confused.
Why was Mom so casually affectionate with him—like a real wife—after handing herself over to other men for this guy? Her acting skills weren't that good; I couldn't believe it was fake.
And Kwak Young-cheol, the nerve—acting so naturally like he'd promised to marry her, like he was about to become our new dad.
Hm. Suddenly felt sorry for Dad, who'd trusted this scum and ended up in prison. On a human level.
But I showed no hostility toward Kwak Young-cheol and just accepted the congrats with a blank face.
"Thank you, sir."
"Hey! No need to be so formal here too. Call me Ajusshi, remember?"
"...Thank you, Ajusshi. Really grateful."
"Haha. Yeah. I've got gifts ready again."
Kwak Young-cheol's wrapped presents were Apple AirPods Pro 2 and an iPad.
Together, they were worth nearly a million won...
"You already got me a laptop last time... I feel bad."
"Nah. Just take it, no burden."
"...Thank you, Ajusshi."
"Heh. Yeah. You can think of me like a real dad, y'know."
Ah.
That one was tough to swallow, but with Dad pretty much out of the picture, I held back a smile.
Everyone here was tiptoeing around his married status, but come on—playing new dad this shamelessly?
Planning a divorce or what? Wanted to fire that off, but had to hold it in.
"Oppa. I got you a gift too."
"Oh? You actually bought something?"
"What? I put thought into it."
Mi-hyun had prepared something too, in her own way.
"...A pen?"
"Yup. You're studying now, right? For college. So I got a pen! Good job, huh?"
"Y-Yeah. Thanks."
Teasing or not, she'd gotten me a Monami ballpoint.
The 200- or 300-won kind from a convenience store. It was so her, it made me chuckle.
"Alright, time to eat? Cut the cake first, Oppa?"
"Got sushi ready, so let's eat that first and have cake for dessert. Here, Mi-hyun. That place you like where Ajusshi said he loves you? Got it packed from there."
"There? No way! Sushi Jowoo?"
"Yeah. Pricey stuff. Had my secretary pick it up."
Kwak Young-cheol's businesses had multiplied by then. Barely anyone came to the used car lot anymore.
So he played the big boss with a secretary in tow...
"Oh. Hyun-seong. Your mom's transferring offices now."
"Pardon?"
"Opened a new company, right? Thinking of making her my personal secretary there first."
"Ah... okay."
I snuck a glance at Mom—her face glowed with pride.
Secretary.
To her limited worldly view, it'd seem like a glamorous gig. But knowing the truth, to me it was just...
'Another spot to fuck Mom whenever he wants at the new company?'
It looked like a ploy to keep her close and satisfy his urges on demand.
"So you wrap up your part-time this week and focus on studies from now on?"
"...Got it. Will do."
After that, our family had more fun than ever—warmer even than with Dad around—like a real one.
Kwak Young-cheol playing the shockingly caring stepdad.
Mom acting head-over-heels in love.
Mi-hyun with her empty head seemed to welcome this capable ugly guy over her worthless thug dad...
But knowing he was married and saw Mom as just a toy, it all looked repulsive to me.
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My enrollment celebration ended with Mi-hyun and me downing a few beers and shots of soju under the excuse of learning from the adults—pretty buzzed.
I wasn't that wasted, but Mi-hyun, who gets super sloppy like Mom, looked tipsy as hell.
Her pale skin was all flushed pink.
Heading into the room with her, I poked her side.
"Hey. You drank more than me, but you're drunker?"
"Dunno. Guess I'm just weak to booze by nature."
She'd dressed modestly in front of Ajusshi for Mom's sake, but once in the room, no eyes on her, she stripped wildly.
Off came the comfy home tee, then her bra. Short shorts down to mid-thigh, gone. Down to panties.
Normally I'd nag, but whatever that bombshell from Kim Cheol-ho earlier did to me, I just secretly watched her change from behind.
Damn, this girl—her tits were so huge, even from the back they jiggled out to the sides... Kinda fascinating.
Hm. And... things had gone this far, so honestly? I was horny.
Staring at my sister's rack got me fully hard... Normally I'd torment myself in self-righteous mode, but something inside was broken now—I even groped my erection while she didn't notice.
The booze?
Maybe.
Or maybe not.
Anyway, oblivious to me, she slipped into thin, see-through pajamas after stripping to panties.
Tacky—no bra, pink nipples showing right through.
"What. New PJs?"
"Yeah? Cute, right? Ajusshi gave gift cards, got 'em at the department store. Pricey ones."
Kwak Young-cheol did dote on Mi-hyun extra.
But taking pocket money from him... made me uneasy.
"Don't get too close to that guy."
"Huh? Why? He gives tons of gifts."
"That's why."
"Whatever. Butt out."
"..."
Yeah. What right did I have to push?
Anyway, she flopped down in just the sheer slip, no bra, pulled out her phone.
Latest iPhone...
New model?
"What. New phone already?"
"Ugh. Why nag?"
"No, you had a different one last time. Not even that old..."
"Ajusshi got it. Happy?"
"..."
That Ajusshi again.
I sighed and rolled over.
Tried shoving the day's shock from my head.
...Thinking of Mom kept my dick rock-hard.
Trying hard to sleep, finally drifting off—
-Ahhng... Ah! Aah!
As expected.
Dogs can't quit shitting—Kwak Young-cheol and Mom's sex noises came through the wall.
Not even surprising anymore.
I ignored it, shut my eyes, tried sleeping. Even faked snores though I wasn't out.
You know? When your own snoring wakes you half-asleep.
But just as I was nodding off hard—
"Ah... Aah... Ng"
A moan hit.
Not from next door.
'...?'
Next door, Mom's moans had stopped—sex over.
Then who?
I turned my head slightly and saw Mi-hyun in her see-through slip, panties around one ankle, long pretty legs spread, shoving something between her thighs.
"Ah... Ah... Ahng..."
She stifled moans, but wide awake now, right next to me? They sounded insanely loud.
'What the? What's this crazy bitch doing?'
Peeking with half-lidded eyes...
Mi-hyun was sliding something in and out between her legs—a clit clip.
...This deranged slut learned it somewhere and was doing clit-clip masturbation right beside me.