Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: 5. Lee Ha-yoon Wants to Be Treated Like a Big Sister (4)
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A half-baked Hero who couldn't even properly control her strength.
Lee Ha-yoon.
She, to whom the title of "big sister" didn't suit at all.
And her, like a country puppy that loved people so much.
Her, who looked perfect in a hoodie zip-up worn over her school uniform and a pure white fleece.
We shared saliva in a suffocating kiss.
Across from the bed in the infirmary where we were sitting.
I laid Lee Ha-yoon down there, gently pinning both her hands so she couldn't escape.
For a long, long time.
The sweet taste emanating from her mouth filled my nasal passages completely.
Followed by the scent of shampoo brushing my nose, different from last night.
And then Lee Ha-yoon's body scent, the same as last night, overlaid it all.
...I'm going crazy.
Her light resistance was all there was, but because of Lee Ha-yoon ceaselessly tangling her tongue with mine.
Last night, she'd only timidly joined in while being busy blushing the whole time.
Why was she so aggressive today?
...Big sister.
Was she hooked on that word?
"Chup.... Mmph....... Mm...."
A sticky kissing sound unfit for the academy filled the infirmary.
Because the lewd slurping sounds from her lips below were echoing so obscenely—it was hard to believe they came from Lee Ha-yoon.
The Lee Ha-yoon I'd seen so far should have been pounding my shoulder with her fists by now, saying she was embarrassed....
Her soft, squishy tongue showed no sign of stopping, as if she had no intention of yielding to me.
"Mm.... Chu...."
Her tongue peeked out just barely from between our lips, flicking and lapping with vulgar sounds as it intertwined with mine.
At the same time, Lee Ha-yoon, who'd been steadily wetting her throat from below me and furrowing her brow a bit earlier.
Her hands, now like those of an angry puppy, gripped harder and harder,
Pressing down with even more lustful force.
After a long time, when I finally pulled my lips away, the beautifully ruined expression on Lee Ha-yoon's face came into view.
"Pha.... Haah.... Haahk...."
A hazy expression on Lee Ha-yoon.
Her head filled only with lewd thoughts.
"Your fingers don't hurt anymore, I guess?"
"Haa.... Ha...."
I teased her, but there was no response.
Instead, Lee Ha-yoon just greedily sucked in the oxygen she'd been lacking, breathing raggedly.
...If she's just going to lie there dazed like that, she should at least do something about that tongue peeking out over her lower lip.
She looks like a pervert. Does she not even realize it herself?
"Mmheup....... Eup...."
Once Lee Ha-yoon's heaving chest had calmed a bit.
I undid the pure white outer layer covering her uniform and tangled our tongues once more.
There was no resistance.
Well, there was some, but it was so meaningless it barely counted.
She just clutched at my forearm as I pulled down the zipper and flinched. That was it.
If she'd really wanted to stop me, she could have with her strength. But all she managed was that much.
What a cute big sister.
"Let go."
"...Pfhat, ha...."
Her firm words came with a glare, but the way her hands trembled and fell away was adorable.
Her small head fully exposed, with that long ponytail perfect for grabbing from behind like an animal—adorable.
The way she subtly glared at my face, as if something bothered her despite feeling good—adorable.
Everything about her was so cute that I toyed with her a little, and her refusal to give up on playing the big sister role was adorable.
Lee Ha-yoon.
Such behavior doesn't suit you at all,
And it doesn't match your tastes either.
Yet you cling to it so foolishly, when letting go would make you comfortable right away. Adorable.
"...W-Wait."
"Why?"
The moment I tried to seal her lips again and strip her clothes, Lee Ha-yoon hurriedly blocked my lips with her hand, mumbling.
For some reason, her palm felt scorching hot.
A bit confusing, but it seemed slick with sweat too.
...Come to think of it, hadn't this hand been in her pocket the whole time?
No. Was it the other hand?
I couldn't remember.
I lightly nibbled the edge of her hand and sat up, and Lee Ha-yoon clenched her fists in surprise before hesitantly continuing.
"I'll.... I'll take it off myself...."
An obvious reason.
Her pride as a big sister wouldn't allow me to undress her.
"...Go ahead, then."
I considered gripping her wrists tight and completely breaking her right then, but I steadied myself and gave a gentle reply.
...It wouldn't be fun if she broke as easily as the practice onaholes I'd played with so far.
I hope she holds out hard.
So I can enjoy her for a long time.
Ideally, until I can take turns pounding you and your little brother on the bed.
As Lee Ha-yoon wriggled around, I started unbuttoning my shirt too, when her voice came again.
"W-Wait. Your clothes too...."
"...?"
"I'll take them off...."
"......"
I thought she was going to say something big. Just that?
She was that desperate to cling to the big sister position?
Did she lack confidence in the natural charm of an older woman?
What was she going to do about that cuteness wafting off her like pheromones?
I swallowed a faint smile and propped myself on the bed, looking straight down at Lee Ha-yoon from above.
"Go ahead and undress me, then."
Gulp. Lee Ha-yoon's throat bobbed.
"...No take-backs on this...?"
"It's not a big deal. Why would I?"
"Th-Then just sit still and wait.... I'll undress first...."
Zip.
The zipper between the soft fleece slowly descended, revealing the hoodie zip-up she'd worn underneath.
It was the same one from before.
Did she wear it often because she liked it? Or was it the only wearable thing she had?
I ignored the sudden curiosity and leaned in slightly.
And shared a light kiss, completely different from before.
A light, short kiss where our lips barely touched.
But.
"......"
"......"
Lee Ha-yoon naturally parted her lips like Pavlov's dog.
Her slick tongue peeked out and touched my lips.
"......"
......A moment later, she pursed her lips with an expression like 'Wasn't this right?'
She must think a kiss only counts if tongues touch.
...No need to correct her.
She won't do this in front of other guys anyway.
Only in front of me.
For life.
I grabbed her chin and overlapped our lips like at the beginning.
"...Eup, mm.... Beee......"
Even as her hands, which had been fumbling with the hoodie zip-up, slowly crawled like a turtle toward me.
Even as she grunted, unable to fully pull the zipper down.
Deep and sticky.
Imprinting into my mind just how soft and squishy the once-innocent Lee Ha-yoon's tongue was.
"Chup.... Pha.... Mm...."
Click. The sound of the zipper falling.
At the same time, Lee Ha-yoon propped herself up on her elbows and cautiously raised her body.
She panted heavily as she pushed away my tensed chest.
Her fingertips grasped the now-warm outer layer.
Swish. The soft rustle of fabric ceased.
Finally, only the uniform remained.
"......"
I was momentarily entranced by Lee Ha-yoon's uniform, properly buttoned up—something I hadn't seen last time because she'd tied it around her waist.
Isn't it a bit thin for a winter uniform?
...Her breasts. Bigger than I thought.
So this is what it looks like when the uniform clings tight.
Lee Ha-yoon, dazed like a puppy. In front of her breasts.
My gaze lingered on the tie end floating slightly in the air.
After hesitating briefly, Lee Ha-yoon casually undid the tie and began unbuttoning her uniform shirt, one by one.
After the rustling sounds.
A pure white, plain bra came into view.
So very Lee Ha-yoon-like....
A bra without any sexiness.
...But because her taut, flawless abs were fully exposed right below it,
It became ridiculously erotic.
An utterly ordinary bra.
Did she notice my gaze?
Or was she just embarrassed?
Lee Ha-yoon tilted her head slightly to the side and cautiously touched her bra hook.
Click.
A small sound, and at the same time,
The confined flesh twitched and sprang free.
The female body that guys who call themselves friends and lie in wait for opportunities would never see,
She exposed it all right in front of me.
Without even the usual mosaic.
All of it.
"...Puhuhu."
"Why are you laughing?"
"It's funny. Your face."
"My face?"
Lee Ha-yoon's slender fingertip poked my cheek.
"Yeah. Who else is here besides you?"
"What's so funny about it?"
"Wow. Big sis is.... Ahem, super pretty. That's the face you're making."
"......"
"How's that? Nailed it? You were thinking that about my boobs, right? Knew it. Yup yup."
"......"
"Boys like boobs. It's okay."
"......"
"No need to be embarrassed. Big sis understands it all~."
Lee Ha-yoon's cheeks flushed pink as she said that.
The blush reached her ears, yet she just grinned playfully, glancing at my body.
She was probably forcing small talk out of embarrassment.
Should I play along and pretend not to notice...?
"Come here. Big sis will undress you."
How far should I humor her?
Before training her to realize her true tastes, letting her take the lead like this might be fun in its own way.
As I pondered.
"Ugh...?"
Before I knew it, I'd lost balance and fallen onto the bed.
Because Lee Ha-yoon, who'd been lying beneath me, had grabbed my collar and yanked me down hard.
She hadn't used much strength earlier. While I was off guard.
I braced on the bed in a panic to avoid crashing into her, but she effortlessly slipped aside.
The moment I awkwardly tumbled onto the bed and turned,
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and straddled me.
"Now.... ...Stay still."
"Why all of a sudden...."
"Gonna continue the revenge from earlier...."
Pop, pop.
Undoing my shirt.
Like she was going to devour me.
As if determined to make me acknowledge her as big sister this time.
"Get ready."
Lee Ha-yoon licked her dry lips and whispered.
She flashed a bright smile.