Chapter 52
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: Questions and Answers
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I could guess what Hwayeon must have told the sisters without even hearing it.
Back then, I was drunk and sleepy, not in my right mind at all, so as I followed Geumbi ahead up the stairs, I meekly admitted my guilt.
'Better not mention how she grabbed my ass first... No point bringing it up; it'd just sound like an excuse, and no need for both of us to get killed.'
Hwayeon must have been pretty flustered herself to spill it to the sisters right away, so I decided to forgive her magnanimously, like a proper big brother.
The only thing nagging at me was Geumbi sister's gaze, her breathing, her footsteps—all silently heavy as she led me along.
'I came with her thinking she'd be better than Sujeong sister... Did I choose wrong?'
But what could I do?
Sujeong sister's side—her eyes had dropped straight to below my navel the moment she saw my face.
'Sigh, how am I supposed to face her later? Even after sleeping it off, maybe I should just leave the house altogether?'
As worries piled up layer by layer, Geumbi sister entered the room and slammed the door shut.
Right away, she shoved my chest hard, and as I tumbled onto the bed, she glared at me with a fierce scowl.
"Explain."
"Uh... where from?"
"Everything that happened with Hwayeon. Why'd I hear you groped her chest?"
Her tone was firm and stern, but the tips of her crossed arms trembled faintly.
Even for Geumbi sister, this must have been a huge shock—whether it sparked anger or disappointment, I didn't know—so I swallowed hard and stammered.
"There wasn't any special trigger. We were drinking after waking up... I got a little tipsy and messed up."
"Drinking? Hwayeon said it was lunchtime; you started in the middle of the day? Why?"
"Last night... I barely slept. Thought booze might help me doze off."
"Why'd you have trouble sleeping? Is that related to your 'drunk mistake'?"
"Urk."
Geumbi sister's instincts were as sharp as ever, zeroing in on the heart of the matter.
But I couldn't exactly say, 'I was agonizing over Sujeong sister's feelings and tested them on Hwayeon's body.' So I shut my mouth.
'Especially since those "feelings" were about her spreading her legs naked in front of her little brother... No way I can say that out loud, ugh?'
As her eyes dropped from my lips, a palm suddenly rested on my thigh.
In a flash, Geumbi sister climbed onto the bed, positioning herself between my thighs, then swiftly yanked down my pants and underwear.
One blink, and my lower half was bare.
"S-Sister?"
"Your reaction tells me everything. Something happened with Sujeong sister again, right?"
"Ack?! How'd you...?"
"How? You tossed and turned all night, woke up distraught enough to drink— what else could it be? Then you saw Hwayeon, mistook her for Sujeong sister, and slipped up... Something like that?"
"Uh, yeah, pretty much... Wait, no, hold on. That's mostly right, but the end's off—ack?!"
"Quiet. I've already figured it out, so no more useless excuses. You're really pissing me off."
"You already look super pissed, oof. Agh, S-Sister...!"
Geumbi sister's guess was 90% spot on, but that slight miss at the end meant I faced even more wrath than my actual crime deserved.
And naturally, the punishment targeted my lower half, which had gotten excited over Sujeong sister.
Like a blade to a criminal's throat.
Geumbi sister's sharpened teeth sank in.
Chomp. She bit down on my cock.
"Agh, urk! Sister, S-Sister!"
"Chomp, spit. Hey, I told you not to yap like a maniac. Keep it up, and I'll really get mad?"
"How am I supposed to stay quiet when you bite like that outta nowhere? Urk."
"I haven't bitten yet? Just grazed it with my teeth a bit."
"...What's the difference?"
"Grazing's just a taste. Biting's like... severing it completely... Want more details?"
"N-No, got it. You can stop explaining now, sister."
My back straightened ramrod straight, electricity zipping down my spine.
One wrong step, and I might become this house's little sister starting today—I squeezed my thighs together subtly and listened intently to her words.
"Don't clamp your legs. Won't help you escape anyway."
"Y-Yes, ma'am..."
"So, now you're going after Hwayeon too? Not satisfied with me and Sujeong sister—you have to touch every girl in the family?"
"It's not like that. With Hwayeon, I really wasn't in my right mind—ack."
"Urp, spit. So you were in your right mind with Sujeong sister, huh?"
"...Relatively speaking. She approached first, I swear."
Not sure if it'd pass as an explanation, but I stressed that Hwayeon was an accident and Sujeong sister had pulled me into it.
Thankfully, she seemed to buy the Hwayeon part, but she grilled me relentlessly about Sujeong sister, squeezing my balls tight.
"So, bottom line—you only meant it with sister? Whether she started it or not."
"It's not like I can call it 'meaning it'... Kinda ambiguous, urk?"
"Not even meaning it, and you touched her body?!"
"I-I didn't touch! Not a fingertip on Sujeong sister's body, I swear!"
"Really? Swear on the heavens? On our family?"
"......I didn't touch her breasts, ass, or groin. Agh!"
"So you did touch her waist, thighs, other bare skin? Right?"
"Th-That much happens all the time during hugs... Urk. I thought it'd be fine... Ack."
It was a decent excuse, but her pressure didn't let up—though kneading by hand beat teeth threats, so I stayed calmer and tried soothing her.
"Anyway, whatever you're thinking, I've never crossed the line with anyone else."
"So... you and sister haven't... done it yet?"
"Yeah. ...No plans to, ever."
"Really?"
"...For the foreseeable future, aaagh?! But it's not like I have a choice. Getting this treatment every time—if the truth comes out later, even I might waver."
"......Hmph."
This part was 100% sincere.
I could hold back for now, but I couldn't promise about the future.
'High chance I'll be the one to make a move first. Honestly, it's tough. A guy in his prime enduring this temptation every day.'
Not just Sujeong sister—even Geumbi sister gripping and shaking my cock right now was the same.
She pouted like she was sulking over something, but her touch had calmed down, pleasing me as always.
'Right now, she might even suck it again. Could be nice, huh?'
Did she read my mind?
Geumbi sister's eyes flashed sharply, glaring like she saw right through my intentions.
"To sum up: Hwayeon's just a mishap, and Sujeong sister's... a bit hesitant?"
"Hesitant...? Like, a flirtation? Urk?!"
"Wh-What flirtation between siblings! Hesitant's just hesitant, idiot."
"Ack, got it. We'll call it that, so don't squeeze so hard. Ow ow."
"Tch. So, what's with the last one?"
"Huh? Last what?"
"What else? The one left... There's still her. How's it going with her?"
True to form, Geumbi sister liked things clear-cut—she neatly summarized the situation.
Then, uncharacteristically hesitant, she probed indirectly for an answer, blinking and glancing sideways.
Her fidgeting urged me to figure it out.
"The last one... You mean yourself, sister?"
"Wh-What else? You planning to ignore me forever~ like this? Huh?"
"No way. Just didn't expect you to ask so directly... Ahem. Saying it outright yourself, even."
"Sheesh, I didn't plan to either! But last time you dodged when I asked, and I've been waiting, so with all this weird news today... Argh! Just went for it, so what!"
"Whoa?! Okay, okay, my bad. Don't shake my dick. It might snap...!"
"D-Don't say 'dick' so casually. It's embarrassing."
"...You're the one grabbing, biting, and going wild with the embarrassing thing."
"What?"
"Nothing. Give me a sec to answer, please."
Our conversation circled back to that question Geumbi sister had asked me on the bed that day.
Her glans-tight breasts had choked me as much as her words back then—I couldn't face her, so I rubbed my dry face and flopped back onto the bed.
"Wh-What? What's with the drama... Hiding under the covers? You're making me nervous."
"Uh, well, sister."
"What? Why beat around the bush... It's frustrating."
"So... do you like me? Romantically?"
"H-Huh? Y-You idiot! Why'd it jump there?!"
"But you said that day—you wondered how I saw you romantically. Odds were two-thirds, might be okay... Something like that."
"......You jerk. You said you were out of it and didn't hear, but you remember fine, tch."
Sorry.
But looking back later, every detail came flooding back—what could I do?
'First time a girl's said something like that to me... Once I realized, couldn't forget it.'
There was a full-length mirror in her room; I turned my head as far from it as possible.
To keep my flushed face out of view, redder than a baboon's butt.
Likewise, I avoided looking at Geumbi sister's undoubtedly blazing face.
"......Hey."
"Yeah, sister."
"Honestly, I know too? That assuming this between family in the same house is weird."
"Yeah, true."
"But it's a situation we stumbled into, beyond our control. Our relationship's... somehow reached this point. A little agonizing over it doesn't seem too strange."
"Yeah, fair. Ahem."
"......Doesn't seem bad. You, as a guy, I mean."
"......Huh?!"
In that instant, I snapped my head, eyes, and upper body upright.
I had to see her expression right now—couldn't endure without confirming it.
But before I could, Geumbi sister's lips engulfed my cock.
Her teeth grazed like a bite but didn't pierce, instead wrapping and suckling the shaft.
"Mmph, urp...! Pwah, that's enough for now. Gotta suck this, can't talk... Stop, mmph."
"Yeah, hngh! Ah, sister..."
Couldn't get more ridiculous than that excuse.
Yet even more absurdly, I nodded and accepted it.
Too hot to keep talking anyway.
The bedroom sweltered hotter than a sauna—we couldn't probe each other's hearts any further, regretfully.
'Two-thirds... Worth waiting for. Urk.'
I could answer later.
With that thought, urgent need throbbed heavily below, and I cradled her head, instinctively pressing her lips to my groin, flooding her warm mouth with thick semen.
"Mmph?! Mmm, mmph, ngh... Cough, cough!"
Geumbi sister struggled with the volume midway, coughing with teary eyes.
Maybe thanks to her earlier confession, I found even that adorable and wouldn't—couldn't—let her go from between my legs.
I snapped out of that madness about 10 seconds later.
"Hoo, huh? Whoa, s-sorry! You okay, sister?!"
"Mmph, gulp. Cough, cough, hack... Damn! Like hell I'm okay, you perv! *Cough*."
The moment I released her, Geumbi sister shot up, clamping her hand over her mouth and sniffling tears nonstop.
Her reddened glare pierced me, demanding what the hell that was.
Ridiculously, her expression made my heart—and cock—twitch again.
"Hack, hoo... Gimme tissue. Gonna spit it out."
"...Sister."
"Pwah, huh? What?"
"Could you... swallow it?"
"Swallow? ......Pfft! What the hell, you psycho!"
No idea what possessed me to say that.
Even then, and looking back later, I was the world's biggest asshole.
Rarely would a guy spew such filth at his inexperienced blood sister.
"You look so pretty with it in your mouth."
"Mmph? Mmm, eh? This?"
"If you swallow, I can answer that thing from earlier right now."
"Huh? ......Huh? Gack, gulp?!"
Geumbi sister later said my eyes had zero sanity left.
If she'd fallen for it, we might've gained a new little sister that day.
So much later, I asked her again.
Why'd she swallow that nasty stuff that day?
"Mmph, glurk...... Gack. Ack, urk. Tastes awful, bitter, blech."
"Hah, sister...... Whoa?!"
"D-Don't come closer! Didn't do it for you, so don't get ideas. More importantly, feeding this to your own sister? Grabbing my head mid-cum so I couldn't escape?! You bastard!"
"Ow, ow! Sister, that hurts. What's in the pillow? Why's it hurt so much, ack."
"Yeah, I stuffed it. Full of sister's love—what'cha gonna do? Die!"
Even years later, Geumbi sister never answered my question.
I could only guess from that day: gulping down my load till it overflowed her throat, teary-eyed as she swung the pillow.
Looking up at Geumbi sister's face from below.
It glowed riper than an apple in season—far beyond my flushed reflection in the mirror.