The Palm-Pushing Game
"What...? What do you mean you'll become the girl I like? What the hell are you talking about?"
"...It's no big deal.
From now on, Ha Namhyuk, every time the 'person you like' gets mentioned in front of that sister, you just have to think of me and talk about me.
That way, your words will come out a bit differently and your lies won't get caught."
"Oh... I see."
...Listening to it now, it didn't sound as ridiculous as it did at first.
Certainly, since Hyejung had been close to me for a long time and knew a lot about me, there was little chance of getting things mixed up.
However, there was one thing that weighed on my mind.
"....Would that be okay with you?"
"What would?"
"I mean... it's not really a big deal... but it feels a bit off, doesn't it?"
"What feels off?"
"No... well.... There's what happened in the past too.... I feel bad about it. It's not like you actually like me."
I mumbled vaguely and shook my head.
No matter that she had put away her feelings now, Hyejung was once someone who had liked me.
And the fact that I had no feelings for Hyejung was something she knew just as well as I did.
In that kind of situation, Hyejung offering herself as the 'person I like' could perhaps be quite a cruel thing.
Even more so because it was to help me date her sister.
It was out of concern for that point that I asked again.
"...Whatever. Do as you want. I don't care anyway."
Hyejung casually emptied the rest of her smoothie and muttered.
...Was she really okay with it? Well, that thing from back then was already quite some time ago...
It wasn't like she was actually going to like me; it was just thinking that way. As Hyejung said, it probably wasn't something to be so concerned about. I had worried unnecessarily.
I scratched my head and eventually smiled awkwardly as I spoke.
"Well, I got it then. I'll be in your care, my beloved Hyejung."
"...Ah, fuck.... Are you a dumbass? Don't say that in front of me."
Hyejung glared at me as if I was pathetic and snapped back.
...Seeing that expression, I really had worried for nothing.
Yeah, Hyejung was just trying to help me out as a friend. If our positions were reversed, I definitely would have helped her too.
Hyejung then stood up from her seat, shoved her hands deep into her pockets, and spat out coldly.
"Hey, I have to go to my next class now. If you've got any conscience, you buy the drinks."
"Ugh... Man, I don't have any money...."
She went and ordered something expensive, damn it... As I let out a big sigh and grumbled, I didn't properly catch the small monologue she muttered to herself.
".....Because she's the girl you like."
"....Uhh.... Namhyuk-ssu.... You're back....?"
"Yeah.... What are you up to, sis?"
I frowned as I watched my sister doing something strange in the corner of the room.
What kind of weird thing was this sister up to again...? Hold on, that position, don't tell me...
"Sis, are you doing a plank right now?"
"Y-yes... So don't talk to me...."
"Wow, exercise? That's not like you at all. You're always just rolling around in the corner of the room..."
"...These days.... It feels like.... I've gained some weight.... Hehe...."
My sister answered with a forced laugh while her arms and legs shook pitifully.
I let out a small laugh and squatted down beside her.
"Yes ma'am, your form is dropping~ Engage your core and lift those hips higher~~"
"S-stop it... This is my best effort...."
I teased her mischievously like a strict personal trainer, pointing out various flaws in her posture.
Of course, even as I did so, my eyes couldn't help but sneak glances at her bare skin.
Naturally, today as always, my sister was in a no-panties state.
In other words, below her belly button there was nothing but smooth, pale bare skin without even a single thread covering it.
Doing a plank with her limbs trembling, my sister's sweat-glistened smooth buttocks were raised high toward the sky, jiggling with every shake.
Not only that, but because of the plank position where she was propped up on her forearms face-down, her short-sleeved shirt had drooped down, fully exposing her sweat-dampened underboobs.
Before I knew it, I was silently stealing glances at my sister's quivering body.
"Puha! Haaaaaaa.... I'm dying.... Namhyuk-ssu, save me please...."
My sister eventually collapsed flat onto the floor, panting heavily as she let out a groan. Before she could notice my gaze, I quickly turned my head away, my face slightly flushed.
My sister's ass was so bouncy, like mochi... All slick with sweat as if it had been rubbed with oil.
How could she maintain such smooth skin when she was always lying around doing nothing? Was there some secret skincare routine I didn't know about...?
"...Namhyuk-ssu, what are you thinking about...?"
When my sister asked quietly while still lying face-down on the floor, I jumped in surprise and shook my head.
...I definitely couldn't tell her I had been daydreaming about her sweat-covered bare legs and butt...
"N-not really thinking about a-anything...?"
"Hmmmm...?"
Then my sister slid closer and whispered.
"...Namhyuk-ssu."
"Yeah?"
"Is that girl good at exercising?"
My sister poked my side with her elbow as she asked.
Of course, the 'that girl' she was referring to meant the person I liked. So she was still bothered by it after all...
I suddenly recalled the conversation I'd had with Hyejung earlier today and hesitated for a moment.
"Ha Namhyuk, from now on, every time the 'person you like' is brought up in front of that sister, just think of me and talk."
...I wasn't sure if I really needed to go this far, but since things had already come to this, I thought it might be better to do it properly.
In that case, the answer to my sister's question was obviously yes.
That was because Hyejung had been actively involved in CrossFit, running clubs, and various athletic groups since her freshman year, and even now she was practically a fixture in those clubs.
She was probably far more physically capable than me, who had avoided exercise like the plague.
I scratched my cheek and gave my sister a small nod. She rested her chin in her hand and let out another "Hmmmm..."
Then she lay flat on the floor, let out a long sigh, and spoke in a deflated voice.
"...Namhyuk-ssu likes girls who are good at sports, huh..."
..Of course that wasn't the case at all. If it were, I would have actually liked Hyejung.
As a guy who had shown zero interest or talent in sports since childhood, I naturally had no interest in athletic girls.
While I was thinking that yet another misunderstanding was building up, my sister suddenly raised her head and shouted toward me.
"...Then, Namhyuk-ssu, let's have an exercise competition!"
"Eh.... Out of nowhere? I don't like exercising..."
But my sister ignored my reluctance, forcibly pulling me to my feet to make me compete.
Ugh, she never exercises usually but suddenly gets all passionate... We should just play board games like always...
I grumbled as I stood up and asked.
"An exercise competition? What exactly are we competing in?"
"...Obviously, the event has to be this."
With that, my sister stood before me and raised both her hands.
It was the palm-pushing game, obvious at first glance. The players stand in place and push each other's palms or dodge, and the first to lose balance and fall loses.
I wasn't sure what this had to do with exercise, but my sister seemed quite confident as she repeatedly wiggled her fingers, urging me to come at her.
"Bring it on, Namhyuk-ssu. I'll crush you. I'm a real expert at this game, you know?"
...I stared at her, letting out a dumbfounded laugh.
Expert or not, our body sizes didn't match at all. How was this even going to be a game....
Since I was about 15cm taller than my sister, my arm length and overall build were on a completely different level.
I couldn't fathom how little sense of reality she had to challenge someone like me to a physical contest.
But as always, once the match began, my sister was consumed by her competitive spirit and stopped thinking about such things.
When I reluctantly stood right in front of her and raised my hands, my sister immediately pushed against my palms with force.
"Yap...! Yaap...!"
My sister pushed against my palms with surprising energy, but naturally I didn't move an inch. Instead, she was the one getting pushed back by her own force, flailing her arms to regain her balance.
"...Ugh.... Y-you're so strong..."
"I mean, does this even make sense..."
I muttered with a laugh, finding the whole thing absurd. My sister puffed out her cheeks in frustration and glared at me, continuing to grunt and strain as she tried to push my hands.
...What should I do? I needed to lose naturally this time too... But no matter how I tried to lose this game, it was going to look forced, hmm...
Even amid all that, every time my sister's hands, which were only about a third the size of my palms, slapped against them, she was so adorable that I barely held back the urge to grab her hands tightly.
Then, while she was struggling all by herself, my sister suddenly lost her balance for real, flailed around, and fell toward me, leaning her body against mine.
"Ah.....!"
"Whoa...."
To keep from falling, my sister instinctively wrapped both arms tightly around my waist, ending up trembling as she held on.
With her face rubbing against my pant leg, she strained and muttered.
"I d-didn't fall yet... right...?"
"S-sis, what are you doing right now...!"
As my sister bent at the waist and clung to my pants, the firm, round cleft between her buttocks was completely visible from behind.
When her cheek, squished like a soft rice cake, even pressed firmly against a certain part of my pants, I momentarily lost control of my lower body.
"S-sis, wait a moment, let go of that!"
"...N-no...! I absolutely won't let go... Ow, it hurts!"
When something suddenly swelled up rock-hard and poked deeply into her cheek, my sister frowned and cried out.
I finally couldn't endure it any longer and hastily stepped back, only to lose my balance and fall hard on my backside.
My sister collapsed right on top of me, ending up nestled snugly in my embrace.
"...Ah...."
"Sis, a-are you okay...?"
Breathing heavily on top of me, my sister couldn't lift her brightly flushed face for a while.
When I asked worriedly if she was alright, my sister suddenly lifted her head and beamed with a bright smile on her sweat-covered face.
"Yesss~~! I won, didn't I!"
Well, it was true that my sister had won. After all, my feet had left the ground first.
When I smiled and quietly nodded, my sister sprang to her feet and quickly retrieved the notebook from last time.
She carefully drew a second heart in it and pointed at it with a giggle.
"Two wins!♥ Hehe, isn't it too easy?"
