Chapter 71
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Captivated by Sis's Graceful Figure
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Let me say this upfront.
I had zero desire to snap pics of Sujeong sis's naked body, record her, save them on my phone, or pull them up whenever I felt like it.
This was just about making her aware of her own allure—showing her the reality she didn't seem to grasp.
It was simply giving a woman who couldn't properly recognize her own charms a chance to see herself from an objective viewpoint, so she wouldn't end up confused.
"J-Jigu? Your eyes... they're kinda scary. Ugh, aren't you expecting a bit too much?"
"No way. This was all your idea, sis. I'm just following your lead."
"True, but... I said just a quick shot from the doorway, focusing on parts of your body..."
"After barging into the bathroom buck naked while your little bro was showering? Now you wanna play shy?"
"Th-that's because we've always been like this...! Besides, the other kids did even worse stuff, so if I'm the only one hesitating and lecturing, they won't even listen."
Hmm, was that really the reason?
If she'd truly come to scold me, she'd have picked a spot where there was something to call out.
'More like she didn't want to lose out to the other siblings... Nah, no way. Hwayeon maybe, but not Sujeong sis.'
I decided not to badmouth her too much.
Calmly, I turned on the camera and framed Sujeong sis's face in the phone screen first.
"Eek?! Y-you're really starting right away?"
"Already recording. Smile for the camera here, sis."
"Recording... Wait, video? Hey, I said photos were okay, but I didn't agree to video!"
"Photos yes, video no? What's the difference?"
"Well... video captures your voice, your movements, weird faces, fidgeting... everything."
Was that the issue?
Sujeong sis twisted her fingers, her tone more pleading for mercy out of embarrassment than a flat-out refusal.
'But that expression? Way hotter from my side. Blushing as she obediently poses nude, fussing over her speech and gestures... Damn. What kinda porn concept is this?'
I prided myself on having sampled a wide range of genres.
But seducing an innocent girl into the AV world? Never dared even imagine it.
Especially not with our family's eldest—Sujeong sis.
Down below throbbed against my will, and I regretted not wrapping a towel around my waist.
"J-Jigu. Do you really... like this stuff? Eep! Oh, it's... bouncing like crazy... Ngh."
"Not that... Ahem, okay, maybe it is. Anyway, sorry. If that's what you want, sis, photos first it is."
"Ugh, yeah... Not 'first'—just photos only, okay? Eek?! Wh-what? Why kneel all of a sudden?"
"You said face-on's embarrassing, so low angle maybe? You pull it off great."
"Ack, nooo. From below, my belly and double chin... look super chubby!"
"Doesn't show at all to me. Plus, you've been fretting over the weirdest spots. Heh."
The silly back-and-forth made me chuckle softly.
Maybe that eased her tension too—Sujeong sis subtly covered just between her chest and crotch, catching her breath.
"Angle's good... Ready, sis?"
"Uh, y-yeah. Good to go... Hng!"
No need to hold her breath.
Too tired to point it out, I just snapped my itchy trigger finger.
-Click, click.
Two shutter sounds, and Sujeong sis's nude was perfectly captured on my phone.
-Click, click, click.
Three more followed as I alternated left and right, framing her bare form.
-Click, click, click, click.
Four in a row—or more—echoed through the bathroom.
I got close to her feet, stepped back for full-body shots, zoomed in on her legs and waist—leaving all sorts of masterpieces behind.
"Ugh, hey, Jigu? You... still not done? Ahh."
"Hold still—perfect right now. Move and it'll blur."
"Ah, got it. ...But, feels like you're zooming on certain spots more and more."
"Just your imagination."
"R-right? And your eyes~ glued to my chest the whole time... all in my head?"
"Obviously. No way."
"...Then, can I peek at the pics so far?"
"After we're done. Too focused now."
"That the real reason? If I check and it's all chest shots, I'm seriously mad? Ugh."
Sheesh, what did she take me for?
Her legs, waist, slender collarbones, rosy cheeks, perfectly balanced full body—all covered without skimping.
'Chest pics are a tad heavy, sure. But ratio-wise, 1:1, so fine.'
Of course, that was chest vs. everything else at 1:1.
Couldn't help it—eyes kept drifting to those massive tits no matter what.
"Standing shots are good for now."
"R-really? All done?"
"Yeah. Next, sitting. Floor's cold—I'll lay a towel. Wait."
"O-okay... Not over yet. So thoughtful in weird ways... Thanks, haha."
Sujeong sis let out a sigh-like laugh and gingerly sat on the bathroom floor.
Legs together, knees slightly up—her pose evoked a nude from a masterpiece, stirring men's hearts.
'Gotta capture this. No choice—pulling an all-nighter tonight.'
Come to think of it, quite some time since she came in to shower.
I considered checking the phone clock, but her subtly dropping the arm covering her chest changed my mind quick.
"Sis, perfect now. Keep your chest naturally forward like that."
"N-not pushing 'em out! Just... that's how they are. Without support, they hang like this."
"For real? Wild... Big-chest woes, huh."
"Y-yeah, but they don't sag or anything? Just jiggle a bit—super bouncy!"
"Yeah, can tell. Bounced like a volleyball when you sat... Ahem. Shooting now~."
Sujeong sis hyped them up herself, then shot me a glare when I agreed.
Totally unfair, but gripes like that fizzled before her quivering chest... and generous heart.
"Seriously... driving me nuts. Haah, every angle's so different?"
"Wh-what? Nothing weird coming out, right?"
"Nah, opposite. Like viewing a masterpiece—hits different per angle. You'd have killed it as a nude model."
"N-no way I'd ever! Only 'cause it's you... big sacrifice here?"
"Duh. If you did that for real, I'd storm in and wreck shop. Don't even think it."
"...Heh, you stir it up then play innocent. Funny guy, pfft."
Hypocrisy must run in the family.
I started it like her, then got mad when she bristled—ending up laughing instead.
"Still... masterpiece talk, embarrassing, but feels nice. Means... you see me that pretty?"
"Gorgeous. Sexy. I'll compile 'em for you later—show how your body's so... captivatingly beautiful."
"...Would've been perfect without that last bit."
She narrowed her eyes at my slip.
But her mood stayed upbeat—smile lingering on her lips.
My fire long lit, her poses grew bolder too.
Parted legs now, letting the camera lens capture the lovely petals nestled within.
"Like this? Good?"
"Yeah, pretty. Tilt your head a bit this way."
"Like... sly glance?"
"Yep. Peeking shy beats staring outright."
"Not acting... really embarrassed. Only for you, got it?"
"I know. So, spread your thighs more? Keep butt flat on the floor."
"Demands keep piling... Like this? Hnng, augh..."
Sujeong sis flushed beet red, knowing full well how slutty her pose looked.
Yet her thighs wouldn't fully close, those proud tits demanding endless shutters.
-Click, click, clunk.
Snapping so much, was that my heartbeat thumping?
Or some door creaking open, awakening urges I didn't know I had?
"...What the hell are you two doing?"
""...?!"
Geumbi sis's voice from the side made my heart truly drop.
I froze mid-shot; Sujeong sis mid-spread pose.
Geumbi sis slowly scanned us... her expression indescribable.
"What... the actual... fuck. You two, naked, doing... Ngh?!"
"G-Geumbi sis, calm down. I'll explain!"
"Jigu, that phone—still recording? Wait, you've been filming Sujeong sis naked this whole time...? You psycho!"
"Gah?! Sis, hear me out first... Ow ow!"
Geumbi sis swung her clenched fists like no more needed seeing or hearing.
I dodged on the slick floor; Sujeong sis finally snapped to and jumped between us.
"W-wait, Geumbi. Not what you think—stop!"
"Not what I think? Ugh, sis too! Stripping and spreading for him...? No, he must've blackmailed you, right? Jigu Yang, get over here—now! You punk!"
"Augh, it wasn't like that! Geumbi...!"
Even with Sujeong sis joining, Geumbi sis's rage wouldn't cool.
Not my place to complain—we looked guilty as sin.
Coming to check on us late at night instead of bed? No wonder she was furious—reason be damned.
In the end, ten frantic minutes of shouting and chasing in the cramped bathroom.
Geumbi sis dragged us to the changing room—on our knees, dripping wet, under her glare.