My Beloved Sisters
While Tang Ga-in was gradually growing accustomed to oral sex, Tang Hwi continued to make his move on Tang Ga-hui.
"The weather is lovely."
"Sister, staring at the sunlight for too long is bad for your eyes. Since you've been cooped up in your room for so long, your eyes aren't used to it yet. Take your time adjusting."
"Hmph. You're so cold, Hwi. Can't you show a little consideration for your sister's rare good mood?"
"It's only natural for family to worry and nag. Just bear with it."
Today, Tang Hwi had coaxed her out for a walk in the garden of the Patriarch's Pavilion.
Since the Patriarch's Pavilion was reserved exclusively for the Patriarch's immediate family, only five people lived there. Yet, it was so vast that it even boasted a massive garden perfect for strolls. It was an extravagant luxury, but the thought of this entire place eventually becoming his made Tang Hwi feel as though he could forgive any level of indulgence.
Watching Tang Ga-hui's back as her steps quickened with excitement, a warm smile naturally spread across Tang Hwi's lips.
While it was true that he harbored carnal, lustful desires for Tang Ga-hui, humans are complex creatures who cannot be defined by a single facet.
Having reincarnated through countless cycles of Samsara, he felt no taboo toward incest, but that did not mean he was devoid of familial affection. Right now, watching Tang Ga-hui so lively during their walk, he felt a pure, genuine joy as her brother.
Seeing his own flesh and blood—who had been confined to her room due to her burn scars—regain her vitality filled him with a proud sense of accomplishment. Knowing how deeply she had despaired, and how much sorrow she had endured, only amplified these feelings.
However, as a man, he couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of dissatisfaction.
It's no easy task to make Sister perceive me as a man. Then again, if it were easy, I'd probably have to worry about her sanity.
If the relationship between Tang Hwi and Tang Ga-hui right before he awakened his past-life memories could be quantified, it would have been:
Before Awakening: [Family: 2] vs [Void: 8]
Current State: [Family: 5] vs [Void: 5]
He needed to fill that remaining void with the tension between a man and a woman before the familial bond grew too dominant. As he pondered how to bridge this gap, a light green veil suddenly thrust itself right before his eyes.
"What are you thinking about so deeply on such a beautiful day?"
"Ah. Walking through the garden like this with you, Sister, brought back old memories. I found myself lost in thought without realizing it."
"Old memories? Like what?"
"Just memories from when we were young and foolish. Are you curious?"
"Yes, I am. I want to know what was on our Hwi's mind that made him ignore his big sister."
"I wasn't ignoring you, though."
Tang Hwi spoke to the curious Tang Ga-hui in a casual, nonchalant tone.
"Do you remember when I first grew taller than you? I teased you, calling you a shorty, and you smacked me. Do you recall that?"
"Ah~ that time? Of course I remember."
Recalling the memory, Tang Ga-hui let out a soft chuckle. As her shoulders shook with laughter, her massive breasts bounced heavily beneath her veil. An abundance that Ga-in couldn't hope to match, Tang Hwi thought.
"It was the first time in my life I ever hit my little brother, so it would be stranger if I forgot. Fufu. Looking back, I was so immature. Well, we were both young back then, so I suppose it wasn't that unusual... even if it is a bit embarrassing now."
Vivid memories of her younger self snapping at little Hwi's teasing and giving him a satisfying smack on the back of his head replayed in her mind. Suddenly missing those innocent, carefree days, Tang Ga-hui used her veil to hide a bittersweet smile.
Back then, she had spent her days in pure, bright happiness, simply playing with her siblings. The contrast between their past and their current, distant relationship felt strangely poignant to her.
Tang Hwi wore a wistful smile, tilting his head back to look at the sky as he reached out his hand. His gesture, as if trying to grasp an elusive illusion of the past, evoked a sense of pity in anyone watching.
"I miss those days. When we could just play together—you, Ga-in, and I—without a single worry about the future."
"…You're right. I miss those times too."
Empathizing with his words, Tang Ga-hui suddenly placed her hand on the crown of her head and extended it horizontally toward him. The edge of her hand aligned with his collarbone. Comparing her height to her brother's, she giggled softly behind her veil.
"Back then, we were about the same height, neck and neck... but now, Hwi is so much taller."
"I am a man, after all, Sister. If a boy grows up to be shorter than his older sister, that would be a bit of a problem..."
"Fufu. To me, you're still just my little snot-nosed brother."
Watching Tang Ga-hui stroll ahead with light steps, chuckling behind her veil, Tang Hwi let out a wry smile. Judging by her tone, she didn't view him as a man at all.
She treated him strictly as her "little brother" and nothing more. He knew this was the standard perception older sisters held toward their younger brothers. But since her mental barrier was so solid, he had to think of a way to break through.
What would be the most effective curveball to throw in this situation?
An accidental touch disguised as a mishap would be best.
In the Jianghu, handsome men and beautiful women occasionally sparred, only for their clothes to get shredded into rags worse than those worn by the Beggars' Sect. If they genuinely disliked each other, they would burn with hostility. But what if they were rivals who engaged in friendly competition? They would often mistake their physical proximity for romantic attraction.
When one exposes their bare skin to someone they harbor no ill will toward, the resulting sexual excitement is easily misconstrued as romantic interest. This is known as the suspension bridge effect, and the same logic applies to "accidental" physical intimacy.
Catching someone as they fall and "accidentally" grabbing an intimate spot. Being suddenly exposed sexually to a member of the opposite sex whom you cannot possibly hate. It makes the heart race and the pupils dilate in shock.
It wasn't a guarantee, but if he kept creating these situations, Tang Ga-hui would eventually have no choice but to see him as a "man."
He secretly activated the Void Grab. Precisely controlling his inner energy to ensure she wouldn't notice, he nudged a small pebble right into her path. He positioned it at the perfect angle to make her lose her balance. Then, Tang Hwi spoke in a nagging tone to her back.
"Sister, you've been cooped up in your room all this time, yet you're walking too fast. I'm worried you might trip."
"I'm fine. I may look like this, but I was once known as the Poison Phoenix. A little walk like this is—ah?!"
"Sister!"
As expected, Tang Ga-hui stumbled heavily. She swayed precariously, looking as though she would crash to the ground at any second. However, looking at her movements, she was already utilizing the subtle principles of her footwork to regain her balance without falling. Just as she had claimed, the martial prowess of the former Poison Phoenix had not completely vanished.
But Tang Hwi feigned ignorance. He stomped his foot against the ground as if trying to dig a hole. Thud! Startled by the sudden noise, Tang Ga-hui's focus slipped again, and this time, she truly lost her balance, tilting backward.
Just before she hit the ground, Tang Hwi closed the distance in a flash, reaching out to wrap his arms around her. Squeeze.
"Hic?!"
A sharp gasp escaped from beneath her veil. As Tang Hwi supported her back, his hand had naturally slipped under her armpit and firmly grabbed a heavy, soft mass. That mass was, of course, Tang Ga-hui's massive breast. Yet, acting as though he hadn't realized what he was holding, Tang Hwi brought his face close to her veil and spoke in a voice filled with deep concern.
"Sister, I told you to be careful. Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Y-your hand...!"
"What did you say? Your voice is too quiet, I can't hear you."
As if trying to get closer to hear her, Tang Hwi squeezed her breast even harder through her clothes, pressing his ear right up against her veil. Through the massive breast in his palm, he could feel her heart hammering wildly.
She had almost fallen out of nowhere, only to be caught by her younger brother. To make matters worse, her breast was now being firmly groped. The sheer chaos of the situation must have overwhelmed her. Held fast by Tang Hwi as her breast was kneaded like dough, her face flushed so crimson that the bright red blush was visible even through her veil.
"I said, let go of your hand...!"
"Ack?!"
In her extreme panic, Tang Ga-hui failed to control her strength and unleashed a palm strike straight into Tang Hwi's solar plexus. Caught completely off guard by the sudden counterattack, Tang Hwi was sent flying, rolling several times across the garden before finally coming to a halt.
Plumping down on the ground, her face burning with intense shame, Tang Ga-hui hastily adjusted her disheveled collar. She glared at Tang Hwi with sharp, embarrassed eyes from beneath her veil, scolding him.
"You pervert. How dare you touch your sister's... i-intimate place."
"..."
"...Hwi?"
There was no response even when she called his name. Suddenly realizing that she had struck him with all her might in her panic, Tang Ga-hui's face turned pale. Moreover, she had hit him square in the solar plexus—one of the most vital points of the human body.
"Cough!"
"Kyaaaah?! Hwi! Tang Hwi?!"
To make matters worse, the collapsed Tang Hwi began coughing up dark blood, causing Tang Ga-hui's mind to go completely blank.