Chapter 80
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: I Still Couldn't Say It
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I didn't want to jump the gun like I had with Sujeong sis.
But Geumbi sis was brimming with shy affection in every look, every gesture, every tone and inflection directed at me.
"Um, Jigu... Is it hard to answer? Do you... need time to think it over?"
"Yeah. Just give me a sec—it won't take long."
"Okay... I'll wait until you're ready, Jigu."
Even so, I dragged it out just in case.
But leaning against my shoulder, burying her head demurely—Geumbi sis's reaction pointed to one clear answer.
'This time it's really... that, right? Haah, haaah.'
Still, Geumbi sis was one of the more level-headed ones in our family.
I figured she wouldn't cross any more lines until I'd confirmed it for sure.
'Is it because of Hwayeon? That girl blabbed all smugly in front of the sisters... Ugh.'
She was useless when it mattered most.
I couldn't just sew her mouth shut, and she was always teasing me like a pest.
Even now, she was mumbling nonstop under the covers.
"Chuuup."
"Huh? Jigu, what'd you say?"
"Oh, nothing? Ahem, my throat's dry from pausing mid-sentence. Cough, cough."
"You okay? Want me to grab some water?"
"Nah, no need... Actually, could you? Just one glass, sis?"
"Sure, hold on."
Tense as she was, Geumbi sis fussed over a little cough.
I tried to calm her down, then changed my mind and sent her straight to the kitchen instead.
The moment she stepped out the door.
I flipped the blanket halfway up and thwacked the red-haired demon hiding inside.
"Ow! What the hell, oppa? That hurt."
"That's my line. What the heck are you doing in the middle of the night, Yang Hwayeon?"
"Ugh. Well, you said the sisters sleep with you all the time, right? Remembering that in bed... I couldn't sleep."
"So?"
"I finally worked up the courage to come, but the sisters weren't here, and you were out cold..."
"And?"
"Waking you up felt rude, but going back empty-handed felt worse."
"So the conclusion?"
"...It's every guy's fantasy, right? Morning fellatio and all that. Hehe, heee..."
In short, she figured she'd get in trouble if she woke me outright, so she messed around instead.
She'd get punished either way. How should I smack her down for this?
"B-But you liked it too, oppa? I could tell even without looking. It was twitching like crazy, wriggling around, and you even mumbled for more!"
"Hey, shut it! What if Geumbi sis hears...!"
"Tch. That's on you to handle. I wouldn't care if she caught us."
"W-What?"
"You were fine blabbing away while hiding me earlier. What's your problem now? You're the one in hot water, not m—Mmff?!"
She slyly dragged me into it as an accomplice, then dumped all the blame on me.
I nearly kicked her out of bed right then, but perfect timing—the door creaked open, and I yanked the blanket back down.
"Jigu, got your water. ...You feeling sick? Why'd you pull the blanket up like that?"
"No, no. Feels more secure this way, haha."
"You seem anxious... Because of what I asked earlier?"
"Nothing like that! It's got nothing to do with you, Geumbi sis—really, don't worry. Here, come sit."
I propped my upper body up halfway to greet her.
Geumbi sis hesitated but came over meekly and handed me the glass.
"Thanks. I'll drink up, sis."
"Yeah. Should've brought it lukewarm."
"It's not a cold or anything. Gulp, gulp. Ahh, feels alive now."
"Good. Hehe, glad to hear it."
"Yeah... Hang on, lemme adjust. Blanket's tangled."
I shifted positions with Geumbi sis naturally, shoving the hidden Hwayeon between my legs to the left corner at the same time.
The blanket and pillows hid her frame perfectly.
But Hwayeon—what was she thinking?—kept her face glued to my crotch the whole time.
'She could've just given up and behaved. Why's she lingering around there... Hngh?!'
Damn it.
I'd clearly underestimated Hwayeon.
I'd warned her face-to-face and even flicked her forehead, so I thought she'd hold back.
Instead, she got defiant. Even with Geumbi sis back, she chomped down on my dick again, nibbling away.
"Ngh, haah..."
"Jigu, you okay? Your face looks bad."
"Ah, yeah. My back's a little sore. Lying down then sitting up... It's uncomfortable."
"You sure you're fine? You're so young, why's your back hurting all of a sudden... Oh."
"Huh? W-Why, Geumbi sis?"
"Ah, ha. No, nothing. I think I get it now. Heh."
"Get what? More importantly, your face just soured... Ngh? Sis?"
Hwayeon gnawing from below had me flailing between pain and pleasure.
Then Geumbi sis got this enlightened look, grabbed my chin, and whipped my head around.
"Yang Jigu."
"Y-Yeah...?"
"Looks like you and Hwayeon had a real wild time last time, huh?"
"Huh? W-Why bring up Hwayeon so suddenly, ngh?!"
"Must've been a blast if your back's still hurting. Young guy going at it so hard, tsk."
"S-Sis? Wait, what're you talking about? That's a total misunderstanding... Agh?!"
"Quiet. The more you yap, the more pissed I get. Shut it. Hmph!"
"But this position... Ngh, y-yeah."
Geumbi sis growled into my eyes, then yanked my upper body down onto her lap.
I worried about my legs being pinned already, but her fierce gaze from above—like a predator's—made me settle quietly into the lap pillow.
'Bottom's getting bitten by my sister, top's pinned by another. ...If you ignore the details, it's pure bliss.'
The problem? Geumbi sis had no clue about Hwayeon.
And Hwayeon was dead serious, lightly scraping my shaft with her teeth or slurping the tip without stopping.
"Hoo, haa... Heh."
"What? Still uncomfortable lying down? How intense was it rolling around with her..."
"I-It wasn't like that! I was drunk that day anyway—barely remember. Honest."
"...Really? You seriously don't remember? It was that lame?"
"Yeah, it's fuzzy and not great... Wait, no—I didn't say it wasn't great."
"You did. Said it didn't feel like much, not worth remembering."
"Huh? Me? Geumbi sis, when did I ever say th—Urgh?!"
The situation was messy now, but I'd been stone sober.
Geumbi sis boldly fabricated anyway, and mid-explanation, my manhood's survival was threatened repeatedly.
'Damn it, I wasn't bragging! You heard it all—why twist it? Ngh.'
Geumbi sis was the one distorting facts, yet I paid the price in this unfair mess.
Every time she brought up Hwayeon after, my pillar throbbed in agony, tears welling up.
"But sis... That day wasn't all bad."
"What?"
"N-No, I mean, it happened, so... Can't just call it awful... Ahk."
Unable to withstand the beastly bite pressure, I defended myself a bit.
From below, like approval, wet lips smacked against my tip—smack, slurp.
"...Yang Jigu."
"Yeah, sis?"
"Why do you keep defending Hwayeon?"
"Huh? No, this isn't taking sides..."
"What, wanna do her again? Even with me right here, you can't stop thinking of her?"
"N-Not that! Geumbi sis, sis?"
But my defense of Hwayeon ended, and now Geumbi sis acted up.
She pinched my cheeks, mumbling jealously, then slowly lowered her head, bringing our eyes close.
Her pupils, her breath, even the whisper of her lips—I felt it all vividly.
"......"
"......"
5cm.
Right at the point where a bit more would've touched lips, Geumbi sis stared straight through me.
"......Chup, ch?"
Unable to see from under the blanket, she probed curiously at the lull.
But muffled in darkness and pillows, it couldn't stop this mood.
"Yang Jigu."
"Yeah."
"...Jigu."
"...Yeah, sis."
"Call me by name too."
"Geumbi sis."
"More than that. Like... Hwayeon."
"She's my little sis..."
"Still."
"......Geumbi."
"......Hehe, smooch."
I'd insisted no need to compare, but...
Geumbi sis, who'd kept bringing up Hwayeon to the end, finally smiled with her eyes and pressed her lips to mine.
It was lighter than even Sujeong sis's—a mere peck, hardly a kiss.
"...Ah, this is so embarrassing. Hoho, whoa!"
She jerked back, fanning her face frantically—a sight so heart-melting no man could brush it off.
"Anyway... Now I know. It's clear, yeah."
"Know what?"
"Obviously. Your feelings for... Nope, not saying! You didn't answer my question—unfair if I spill first. Hehe."
"What? Don't leave me hanging, heh."
Her cryptic words and laugh were ridiculous yet smile-inducing.
'She probably knows already. I'll let it slide, heh.'
The tension from before? Vanished.
I stroked Geumbi sis's cheek in turn, drawing her face back down.
She hesitated a beat, squeezed her eyes shut, and offered her lips again.
Smooch.
Smooch smooch.
Smooch, slurp, smooch!
Still not quite a kiss—when our tongues brushed, she'd flinch and pull back.
I ended our not-quite-kissing with a soft confession.
"Sis's lips taste way better up here than down below."
"Eek?! J-Jigu, you wanna drop sex jokes now?!"
"You started it, Geumbi."
"Urgh?! D-Don't call your sis by name. Cocky brat, you're de—"
She'd begged for it earlier.
I wanted to tease more, but her flushed face might explode.
Intentional or not, I let my hand drift down, lightly groping her breast.
Geumbi sis yelped "Eep!" and shrugged, eyes darting in panic.
About ten seconds of that.
Unable to bear the heat, she ditched the lap pillow and bolted from the bed.
"W-Well, I'm going? Later—no, tomorrow, anyway. I'll come back, so think about your answer! Idiot!"
Bam.
Like when she'd burst in, she vanished before I could reply.
I replayed the whirlwind, arms splayed, savoring the aftertaste on my lips.
"Haa... Feels like a dream. Ngh."
If she'd charged bullheadedly, it'd be simpler.
Her girlish glimpses stirred my heart all the more.
That's why.
I'd forgotten the slick sensation pressing from below for a moment.
"Ngh?! Ack, yaa... Hwayeon?!"
Munch, grind, spit! "Had fun? Teasing your sister down here while flirting up top?"
"What?! Brat, when did I tease? You snuck it in your mouth while I slept... Aaaagh!"
Grind, pfft! "I bit it on my whim, so I can chew it on my whim too? Jerk, jerrrk! Raaah!"
"Ack, Hwayeon, Hwayeon?! Wait, my bad. So... Ugaaagh!"
I'd done her wrong in the flow, so I didn't force her off physically.
But she clamped down harder than ever, unyielding even to strength.
Thanks to that, I writhed in a sharper thrill than before.
Whether my manhood survived intact... In this darkness, I'd never know.