Chapter 29
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Siblings' Secret Rendezvous
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After spilling my semen and stray thoughts onto the floor, I switched the shower to hot water.
Hot streams cascaded over my skin, and as my senses slowly returned, I realized what I'd just done.
"...Get it together. What the hell am I doing?"
Sure, my body had gotten excited from unintended physical contact before.
But this was the first time I'd deliberately jerked off while fantasizing about someone in my head.
At the very least, not with family.
"I'll go talk it out. Calmly, as siblings."
I sorted through my emotions and, since I was already in the bathroom, gave myself a thorough wash.
I stepped out into the living room with my hair just toweled off dry, and Geumbi noona approached me hesitantly.
"Uh, hey, Jigu?"
"What's up, noona?"
"No, just... did something happen with Sujeong unnie?"
Did we spend too long talking in the room?
Geumbi noona fidgeted with her fingers, her face a mix of worry and anxiety.
'Is she feeling guilty because of the fight between her and Hwayeon? That got sorted out fine, though.'
As a test, I placed my hand on Geumbi noona's head and ruffled her hair wildly.
"Eek?! W-what are you doing...?"
Geumbi noona startled, her face troubled, but she didn't swat my hand away or get mad like usual.
With the situation gauged, I kept petting her hair without stopping and spoke to her.
"Talked it out fine with Sujeong noona. I'll head up with you to see Hwayeon later."
"Oh, uh-huh. Thanks, Jigu."
"And Geumbi noona, I heard you stuck up for me first? Kinda touched me. Heh."
"Th-that's because Hwayeon was talking nonsense... Urgh. Anyway, when are you gonna stop petting? Enough already."
Geumbi noona flushed red, embarrassed by the gratitude, and took a step back.
I could've chased after her, but Sujeong noona was the priority right now, so I just smiled and headed off.
"I just showered."
"Ah, Jigu..."
"Sorry, noona. Must've thrown you off when I bolted like that."
"N-no, it's fine. Thinking back, I said some pretty ridiculous stuff myself... Uh-huh."
While I was showering, Sujeong noona must've regained her senses too—her body trembled from the shock of her own words.
But spilled words couldn't be taken back, so I closed the door and casually started talking.
"First off, thanks for worrying about me. Geumbi noona, Sujeong noona—you sisters are always helping me out."
"N-no, I haven't really helped you properly yet..."
"You might in the future, though?"
"Uh-huh, yeah. Help... I could, uh-huh."
Whatever she was thinking, Sujeong noona's face turned tomato red.
I scratched my cheek, glancing slightly aside as I laid out one condition.
"But on the flip side, you might never need to help me out again?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Could be...?"
"What you said was you'd help when I get aroused around you sisters and it's a problem. So if that never happens, no issue, right?"
"True... but that's not something I can control, that's the problem."
"I'll give it a shot."
"Huh?"
"It'll be tough, but I'll try. I just need to hold back until bedtime or when I'm asleep anyway."
My proposal was a declaration—a vow to myself and my sisters that I'd never get aroused from skinship with them again.
"You think you can pull that off? You've been saying it's been killing you."
"I never said it was killing me. I've been handling it solo fine until bedtime with you sisters."
"Ah, uh-huh, right. Yeah, you're all grown up now... Haa."
"Don't keep repeating embarrassing stuff in front of people."
I fiddled nonstop with my bangs in front of Sujeong noona, whose face kept shifting from apple to tomato to cherry.
I shook out the lingering dampness, then looked at her with a refreshed expression.
"So, worries over! Back to normal life for now, got it?"
"Uh-huh... Got it. I'll think of it that way for now."
After all the twists and turns, we finally returned to our natural sibling dynamic.
Sujeong noona went first to Hwayeon's room to soothe the sulking girl.
Then Geumbi noona and I followed, humbling ourselves a bit, and Hwayeon tearfully vented her grievances.
"Unnie and oppa always pamper Mokhui just because she's the baby...! Leaving me out, discriminating against me... Sniff."
"Yeah, yeah~ Our bad. Apologize quick, Geumbi, Jigu."
"Sorry about that. ...But honestly, treating you and Mokhui the same is a bit much on the conscience—Mm?!"
"G-Geumbi noona's sorry too, and I'll pay more attention from now on. Cheer up, Hwayeon. Haha."
Sujeong noona half-hugged Hwayeon, patting her back steadily.
Geumbi noona apologized obediently as instructed, but tried to tack on unnecessary words.
Luckily, my hand swiftly covered her mouth, wrapping things up on a good note.
"Hmph, I get showing Mokhui more attention because of old stuff. But aside from that, you guys have been too much lately?"
"Huh? What'd we do lately?"
"You three are always together, and yesterday you even came back all buddy-buddy after drinking. Anyone'd think you three were dating happily!"
"Urk?! Wh-what nonsense... Haha. What an imagination, huh, noonas?"
I panicked at Hwayeon's words and dismissed them incredulously.
But for some reason, Sujeong noona and Geumbi noona both got lost in thought, slyly avoiding eye contact.
"......"
"......"
"Noonas? Answer me."
"Ah, yeah, right. Hwayeon, it's~ all a misunderstanding, so don't feel too bad."
"Y-yeah. You're a grown girl, don't get upset over that. Ahem."
Sujeong noona kept patting Hwayeon's back, but the pressure felt stronger somehow.
Geumbi noona, who hadn't before, started jiggling her legs mid-conversation.
"Hmph, anyway, it's not like I'm demanding all the attention just for me? I want fair, equal treatment as family. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, gotcha. Right, noonas?"
"Uh-huh, exactly. We're all~ family, right? Hehe."
"Of course, ahem. No reason to treat anyone different."
With all three agreeing, Hwayeon finally seemed satisfied, wiping her tears and flashing a goofy smile.
Her face was decent enough to look at, but as Hwayeon's mood lifted, Sujeong noona brought up past issues to drive the point home.
"Apology accepted, Hwayeon. Look at unnie."
"Eek?! Y-yes... Unnie."
"You can't talk carelessly to oppa or noonas either. You know this was partly your fault too, right?"
"Haa, y-yes... I know. Sorry, oppa, Geumbi unnie. I'll be more careful."
"Good, good, that's all. Phew, house'll finally be peaceful. Hehe."
With Sujeong noona's wrap-up, peace returned to our home.
Or maybe even closer than before? We used to hole up in our rooms, but now bumping into each other two or three times a day was the norm.
'In that light, Mom's bomb might not be all bad.'
I couldn't be fully grateful, but there were some decent upsides.
We headed back to our rooms to enjoy the rest of our free time.
...Though a few hours later, two family members ended up in my bed again.
Maybe thanks to the resolve I'd etched in during the shower, I slept casually between the two noonas and passed the night.
'Will this feel natural in time too? Wonder when... Hmnyah.'
Maybe because I'd burned so much mental, emotional, and physical energy.
That night, I fell asleep easily without a care.
Four days had passed since I'd declared to Sujeong noona that nothing would happen.
We spent weekdays and even the weekend unchanged.
Tonight should've been another night of soothing both noonas to sleep peacefully.
'Urk?! Wait, Geumbi noona. Why's your hand coming this way...!'
After a few days, not just Sujeong noona—even Geumbi noona had gotten comfy in my bed.
Gone was the initial fetal curl-up; now she sprawled out freely, tossing and turning.
The problem was that sandwiched in the middle, my space kept shrinking naturally.
Weekend relaxation kicking in? Geumbi noona's arm bumped my stomach.
The hand at the end naturally brushed below.
'Been quiet for a while... Or not? Maybe it's always like this, but I fall asleep early.'
I discreetly nudged her hand away in embarrassment, but minutes later, it'd graze my crotch again.
On top of that, since that day fantasizing about Sujeong noona, guilt had kept me venting heat through workouts and walks.
Not enough, apparently—the dormant guy twitched back to life after ages.
'Not morning wood, and with Geumbi noona's arm up there, no excuse if caught. Sujeong noona's long asleep anyway... Huh?'
Sighing and glancing sideways, I swear Sujeong noona's eyes met mine for a second.
I startled, rubbing my forehead—when I looked again, illusion? Sujeong noona slept soundly, eyes closed.
'Breathing steady too... Haa, am I too on edge? Can't stay like this.'
Too hard to tough it out or sleep, so I carefully slipped out of bed.
Hadn't touched it in days, so letting it out once wouldn't hurt.
'Room's taken, living room's risky... Changing room it is. Easier cleanup in the bathroom later.'
Grabbed my phone and stealthily moved spots.
Even dropping pants in the changing room felt awkward, so I stripped fully and pondered what to search.
'Nah. Late anyway—rewatch the last one? What was recent... Urk.'
The blonde ponytail actress I'd enjoyed in the room popped up on screen.
Weird vibe, but no one's watching, and she's a pro— no reason to hesitate.
'Sharp glare. Fierce, reminds me of someo— No, don't think weird.'
Leaning against the wall, hand to my crotch.
Phone muted, video quietly playing as I cautiously stroked.
Already aroused, my dick stiffened right up.
I gripped the shaft fully, about to really pump my wrist—
—Clunk.
"Jigu, you here... Eek?!"
"Whoa?! Sujeong noona? Why here, ahhh."
The changing room door swung open—Sujeong noona appeared.
That's when I remembered the door handle still wasn't fixed; I frantically grabbed a towel from the shelf to cover my front.
"What, noona? Weren't you asleep? Bathroom?"
"No, it's... Ah. Your phone dropped, Jigu."
"Uh-huh, hold on. I'll grab it once dressed... Time-out! Don't pick that up, noona!"
Fumbling for the towel, I dropped the phone in my hand—Sujeong noona, eyes averted from my embarrassment, picked up the fallen phone.
She'd looked away out of politeness and just grabbed what caught her eye to hand over—
"Eek! Wh-what is this...?!"
Of course, the phone screen was still blasting the video I'd been watching.
The blonde ponytail actress, dead ringer for someone, getting relentlessly pounded doggy-style on a white bed by the male actor.
"No, wait, listen. Sujeong noona, I'll explain everything, so this is..."
I snatched the phone back in a panic.
But Sujeong noona stared blankly at her empty hand, intently replaying the scene in her mind.
"...Jigu."
"Uh-huh, I can explain. Hear me out, noona."
"You... promised me, didn't you?"
"No, noona. See, this was something I watched with Geumbi noona before bed... Huh?!"
I stammered on, but even I knew it sounded unconvincing.
Meanwhile, Sujeong noona closed the changing room door and strode toward me.
"N-noona... Misunderstanding. Total misunderstanding."
"Jigu."
"Please, believe me... Huh?"
"Truth is, I was awake in bed earlier too."
"Urk...!"
My chattering mouth clamped shut instantly.
Like a vital point struck in martial arts. Or an arrow dead-center in archery, piercing my heart.
"I... said no Geumbi."
Sujeong noona raised her hand, slyly slipping under the towel.
Over collarbone, solar plexus, navel—her fingertips grazed my crotch lightly before dropping.
"It's rock hard down there?"
"N-noona. See... really..."
"Saying it again: No Geumbi."
No excuses left, Sujeong noona declared firmly, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip.
It looked like resolve for something. As if my guess was right, she slowly placed a hand on her own body and asked.
"Chest or down below—which do you prefer?"
"Huh? Huh? Noona...?"
"Not both. I'm... embarrassed too."
No lie—Sujeong noona blushed deeply.
But either was fine... No, trouble either way; my lips trembled, no answer coming.
Thump-thump. Pound-pound. Boom-boom.
My heart under the towel seemed to echo through the room.
As I stayed silent, Sujeong noona exhaled deeply, then slowly began removing one piece of clothing.
Late hour, but night had only just begun tolling.