Ding
Pulled along by Minhi's hand, I stepped out of the room and headed for the kitchen.
There were clear signs she'd prepared quite a lot while I'd been unconscious.
"There's not much, Oppa. Eat plenty."
"Yeah…"
It was just ordinary Korean home cooking, but after seeing those photos earlier, I couldn't bring myself to dig in. I eyed Minhi warily, half-convinced she might have slipped the same kind of strange drug into the food.
"What, are you seriously thinking I put some weird drug in the food you're about to eat?"
"N-no…"
"Then why are you staring at me with that sour look and not eating?"
"I… I will…"
The food in front of me was just ordinary Korean fare. Telling myself it was fine — perfectly normal — I picked up my spoon and took a light sip of the doenjang soup.
"How is it, Oppa?"
"It tastes like doenjang soup."
"That's not what I asked. I asked if it's good or not."
"I-it's good…"
It was a little spicier than the doenjang jjigae Mom usually made.
"Whew, thank goodness. If you'd said it was too spicy or too salty, I was about to remake the whole thing."
"It's fine, aside from being a little spicy."
Minhi had always liked her food hot, ever since we were kids.
Telling myself there was nothing wrong with just eating, I started filling the stomach that had gone so long without food. After being forced to climax over and over by Minhi — blacking out, waking up, blacking out, waking up — the meal tasted better than it had any right to.
But there was only a rice bowl on my side of the table. The seat where Minhi sat had none.
"Alright, Oppa, you keep eating. I'm going to go pack for a bit."
"Uh… uh?? P-pack? Why all of a sudden?"
"Why do you think? You're going to need to go back to the city if you want any kind of normal life again, right?"
"Th-that's true, but… why would you be coming with me…"
"Why? I'm not allowed to come along? Do you have some secret girlfriend stashed away up there?"
Whether she'd hit another one of her triggers or not, Minhi fixed me with a cold stare as I sat there eating.
"N-no… I don't…"
"Right? So it's fine if I come up and live in your studio apartment with you, then?"
"Th-that's… the place is really small…"
If Minhi's room here was about five pyeong, the studio was only about seven. It was cramped enough for one man living alone — and if Minhi moved in on top of that…
The size was the least of my worries. Every single day she'd call it "training" and do God knows what to my body. Even now, she wouldn't let me masturbate on my own — wouldn't even let me touch myself — and had locked me in a chastity belt…
"Don't worry so much, Oppa. Once we're up there, we'll move into a place where just the two of us can live."
"Huh?? W-what do you mean…"
"It's the space you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives in together. Living in a place that small… actually, maybe small would be better?"
"M-Minhi? What on earth are you talking about?"
I had to be hearing things. Minhi was saying that once we went back to the city, we were going to move.
"Would you rather stay pressed right up against me all the time, Oppa?"
"Ah… no, Minhi, what are you even—"
Minhi looked at me and grinned as she spoke.
"I'm going to find us a little love nest so we can live together. What do you mean, 'what am I talking about'?"
"No, I mean, uh…"
I couldn't find a single word to say. Minhi came up beside me, held out her phone, and showed me the screen.
"I've already made this much money so I can live with you, Oppa. You don't have to worry about a thing — just cling to me and I'll feed you for the rest of your life~"
Still holding the phone out for me to see, Minhi pressed herself against my side, carefully slipped her hand down into my pants, and stroked the cock locked inside the chastity belt.
"And I'll lovingly swallow every last drop of your seed for the rest of my life♡"
"……"
On Minhi's phone, a stock chart was rocketing so high it practically punched through the sky — the kind of graph that made you go holy shit out loud.
"Well then, enjoy your meal, Oppa♡ I'm going to go pack~"
"……"
Minhi pulled her hand out of my pants and walked back into the room.
"Ha… hahaha…"
I'd held on to a small hope that as long as I was locked up here with Minhi, someone would eventually come looking for me. Day after day with no calls, no face-to-face contact — I'd thought someone would come searching…
But Minhi was already several steps ahead of anything I'd imagined.
After finishing the meal with a knot of unease in my stomach, I set the dishes in the sink and hesitated at the thought of going back into the room.
Did I really need to walk into that hell of my own free will?
I was still dithering when the door opened and Minhi poked her head out.
"What are you doing, Oppa?"
"I-I was just standing here…"
I hadn't expected the door to open so suddenly. While I was still flustered, Minhi gave me a once-over and grabbed my wrist.
"If you're done eating, you should've come right in."
"Ah… uh, yeah…"
Once I was inside, Minhi locked the door so I couldn't leave.
"……"
"I'm going to keep packing, so you sit in that chair and rest for a bit."
Looking at the things spread across the bed, I was too stunned to speak. Alongside the box of drugs she'd shown me yesterday, she was packing items that looked nothing like anything a human being should ever use — loading them one by one into a large suitcase.
"Oppa."
"Y… yeah…"
"Which do you like better — this one, or this one?"
In her hands, Minhi held a leather chastity belt… and a pink metal one.
I didn't want either of them…
"W-what… what are those even for…"
"The leather one is so you can get around comfortably when you're outside, and I bought the pink chastity belt because I thought it'd look pretty on you?"
"……"
I had no idea what to say. I could already feel the heavy weight of iron between my legs, and she was pulling out more chastity belts just to show me.
Half the suitcase was filled with clothes for Minhi to change into. The rest was nothing but sex toys and drugs.
"Why are you staring like that? Don't tell me……"
"N-no, I wasn't looking."
"Were you that curious about my panties?"
"Huh??"
Minhi pulled a pair of her white panties from the suitcase and held them out to me.
"Here. If you wanted them, Oppa, you should've just said so instead of staring."
"N-no, that's not—"
"It's fine. Don't be shy — take them. Hurry up."
She pressed the white panties into my hand and stepped closer. As she slowly approached, her hand drifted down and gently stroked the chastity belt.
"I don't normally let you masturbate on your own, Oppa… but if you really need to that badly, you have to do it in front of me and spurt all that thick cum of yours into these panties♡"
"……Y-yeah…"
"Heheh~ Ahh, you're just so cute."
Was it normal to stand in front of your little sister, holding her panties, while she told you to masturbate into them?
You've been way past the bounds of normal since the moment you first met her.
"What is it, Oppa? Do you want to jerk off looking at my panties right now? Is that it?"
"N-no…"
"Aww, tsk… and it was going so well… Well, I guess after cumming that much earlier, there's no way your cock could already be full of cum again~"
Minhi gave the chastity belt one last gentle stroke and went back to packing.
And then I spotted the phone lying on the floor.
"Uh… M-Minhi…"
"What is it, Oppa?"
"Would it be okay if I used my phone……?"
"Mm, if you want to, go ahead. But you have to do it right here."
Maybe because she was busy packing, Minhi said it was fine when I asked about the phone. It must have shut off when it hit the floor earlier — I held down the power button and turned it on.
—Brrring~
The loading was taking forever today…
I'd been using the phone for about three years, but the boot-up felt painfully slow.
—Ding
—Ding ding
—Ding ding ding ding ding ding
"Wh… wh-what is this……"
The second it powered on, the notification chimes that were usually so quiet started going off nonstop. I frantically tried to lower the volume, but Minhi — who'd been sitting on the bed packing — looked over and came toward me.
"………"
She looked down at me in the chair and held out her hand.
"W-wait, Minhi… I-I honestly don't know anything about this…"
I never imagined that overnight, this many notifications would suddenly flood my phone. But Minhi just stared at me with those cold eyes and closed her hand around the phone in my grip.
"Let go."
"No, r-really… Minhi, I don't know anything…"
"I said I get it. Let go."
She looked at me with an icy air and snatched the phone from my hand.
"Mi… Minhi, I really… don't know anything about this…"
Unless my notifications had been hacked, I never expected this many to come through at once. Minhi took my phone and started going through it carefully.
I'd been sending message after message to my puppy, waiting for a reply, when the little "1" finally disappeared.
"She saw it."
For hours I'd been twisting myself into knots, wondering what I'd done wrong to my precious little puppy — fretting and fretting — and at last she'd looked at my messages.
Was I being too clingy in too short a time? Did she hate me for it?
"Should I pretend I got hacked…"
If I came on like this again, would my puppy get scared of me? I fretted as I stared holes through the chat window.
"Come on, Puppy… if you read the messages, you have to answer your owner…"
I waited and waited for a reply, eyes locked on the screen — and finally, one came through.
"Ha… haha???"
Our… our… puppy would never say something like this to me???
"Puppy?? No… my puppy? Why… why would you say something so cruel to me…"
I'd spammed the chat a little, sure, but still… this was too much…
Thinking it might be some kind of April Fool's prank, I sent another message.
"Ha… haha… my man??"
At least it wasn't my puppy who'd said those things to me — that was a relief, but…
Who the hell did they think they were, touching a puppy that already had an owner?
"Know your place before you start running your mouth, you fucking bitch. You dare lay a hand on my puppy?"
I was never going to let you die easy.