The Promise of a Future
Tang Hwi’s shy confession that he was aroused again made Tang Ga-hui let out a bitter laugh. Since she was the one who had provided the cause—hugging him and pressing her breasts against him—she didn't even have the heart to scold him. The only thing on her mind was that she needed to relieve him immediately. Under normal circumstances, she would have pressed his acupoints to put him to sleep, but since he had ingested the Yin-Yang Semen that morning, she felt an unconscious, amplified urge to receive it again herself.
"Just a moment... Sister will help you release it."
They were in the garden of the Patriarch's Pavilion. It was an open space, and she had no idea when Tang Suryeon or Tang Ga-in might look their way. While intercourse was the fastest way to relieve him under such conditions, mixing their bodies as blood-related siblings was naturally taboo, so she opted for the next best method.
Tang Ga-hui loosened her collar and bared her breasts. Her exceptionally well-developed bosom, which had been nothing but a disadvantage to a woman of the Jianghu, swayed heavily.
"...Gulp."
"D-don't stare so intensely. It makes me shy, you know."
"U-uh, okay."
He answered well enough, but his eyes betrayed him. Despite his words, Tang Hwi’s gaze remained fixed on her breasts, unable to look away. She felt embarrassed, yet strangely, her heart fluttered. She felt a sense of pride and joy, realizing that her body, which was tempting her innocent younger brother, still held the charm of a woman.
She loosened the strings of Tang Hwi’s trousers, liberating his erect member. Scanning him with ecstatic eyes, Tang Ga-hui spoke confidently, as if to reassure him, "Just trust your sister. I'll take care of everything."
"Okay. But, Sister?" Tang Hwi asked, looking curious. "Why aren't you putting me to sleep today?"
"......"
The question, thrown out of pure curiosity, left Tang Ga-hui momentarily speechless. She wore the expression of a frog struck by a stray stone. Come to think of it, she could have just taken him to his room to relieve him. It wasn't as if the maids were coming to the Patriarch's Pavilion to attend to chores, and they had plenty of time. So why had she thought he needed to ejaculate right there and then?
For a martial artist who had to travel the dangerous path of the Jianghu, self-reflection was basic. Only then could one quickly detect the signs of Heart Demons or physical problems and apply a remedy. Those who failed to do this and could not achieve self-objectification were the ones who died young. Having calmly examined her own state and emotions, Tang Ga-hui was stunned.
'Is it because... I want it to be this way?'
Because her own emotions desired it. She realized, with stark simplicity, that she had made this choice unconsciously just because she wanted to. Was it because her wonderful younger brother, who had been trying to repent for his past and get closer to her to restore their family relationship, had suddenly become a child again? Watching Tang Hwi, who had become gentle and a "sister-fool," made her lower abdomen tremble.
There had been talk of an engagement once, but she had never truly loved anyone. This was the first time her heart had tickled like this, the first time someone’s image kept appearing in her mind, and the first time her lower abdomen had throbbed at the thought of his masculinity. Because of this, she couldn't distinguish whether this reaction was due to sexual desire or love, leading her to mistake it for a mild, romantic interest in Tang Hwi. Even that was a sanitized version. Because they were siblings born of the same parents, she had described it as "mild" to deny the handful of instinctual feelings she harbored. If Tang Hwi were a stranger, wouldn't it be natural for her to want to pin him down and have his child right now?
Judging her complex emotions—a mix of the attraction caused by the Yin-Yang Semen and her affection as a family member—left her feeling troubled. Who could have imagined she would be the world's greatest pervert, harboring feelings for her own younger brother? Moreover, she was tending to Tang Hwi, who was temporarily incapacitated, and even helping him relieve himself when he was in pain...
'Wait. Isn't this... already like a married couple?'
Tang Ga-hui’s face burned as she imagined a future where she and Tang Hwi had tied the knot and were living together. Wasn't this life just like that of a wife with an ailing husband? It had only been two days, and she had already helped him ejaculate twice. Didn't that make them no different from a married couple? No, perhaps their relationship was even more intimate, as it was rare for even married couples to have the experience of her relieving him orally.
Tang Ga-hui was already twenty-three, having long passed her prime. Even though people of the Jianghu tended to marry late, it was rare to find someone like her who had never even had a romance. It was because she had focused solely on martial arts, hoping to learn the Poison Butterfly Divine Art from her mother, the Patriarch. There had been talk of a marriage with the Peng Clan, but it had fallen through before she could even properly date, leaving Tang Ga-hui’s heart as pure as a blank slate.
Then, the problem was what came next. Should she follow her emotions and allow herself to love Tang Hwi? Or should she bury these feelings as family and remain a good sister? Tang Ga-hui, who had already considered marriage a lost cause because of her scarred face, was just about to lean toward the latter when—
Suddenly, the scene from before, where Tang Hwi had blushed and asked her to marry him, surfaced in a corner of her mind. *Thump. Thump.* Her unruly heart began to beat like crazy, as if it were broken. Tang Ga-hui knew exactly why; she had realized she liked her younger brother, and she had caught herself wishing that Tang Hwi, now that his memories had returned, would say those words to her again.
Feelings she shouldn't have as a sister. How pathetic she was, treasuring a promise her younger brother had made out of childhood folly. Yet, she couldn't stop wanting to be close to him. Thinking about being with her younger brother, her eyes fell on Tang Hwi, who was still exposing himself in front of her. Among all things, what drew her gaze was the erect, throbbing member between his legs.
She had been quite shocked by its size, which defied common sense, but she had accepted it and helped him release his seed with her hand. But now, it hit her differently.
"Gulp."
Was it because she imagined being with him? Without realizing it, she had pictured that large, wicked, erect member penetrating her own flesh. The thickness and length, which could be compared to a slender woman's forearm if she exaggerated a little. The pulse felt every time the prominent veins writhed gave the impression that this belonged not to a man, but to a male animal. To harbor such thoughts about her own brother... Tang Ga-hui seriously wondered if she was disqualified as a sister.
After a long silence, she looked at him with eyes filled with resolve, as if she had made a momentous decision.
"Hwi."
"Yes, Sister."
"Do you remember what you said about marrying me the other day?"
"Yes. It hasn't been that long, how could I forget?"
"...I see."
The garden breeze blew coldly against her exposed breasts. Perhaps because of that, her burning emotions finally regained some reason. With a tender gaze, she leaned down in front of Tang Hwi and stroked his hair.
"That is something you should only say to someone you truly love. Do you understand?"
"But I truly love you, Sister."
Hearing him say he loved her so innocently made her resolve feel like it was about to crumble. Tang Ga-hui wanted to clutch her left chest, where her heart was. She was nervous, fearing that the frantic beating of her heart might even be transmitted to Tang Hwi. She felt that the fact she was wearing a veil was a godsend right now. Thanks to it, she didn't have to actively adjust her facial muscles to act.
"Hehe. Sister loves our Hwi very much, too~ But when you grow up, you tend to forget the promises you made when you were young. So, if you don't forget me when that time comes, I'll accept you."
Tang Ga-hui decided to suppress the dark desire to seduce Tang Hwi right now. No matter how base she felt, there was a line that must not be crossed. What was the point of seducing the younger Tang Hwi and mixing their bodies? A relationship that led only to ruin would only make them both miserable. So, she deflected by saying she would accept him if his feelings remained when he grew up. Usually, children's feelings naturally withered away once their minds matured.
"Does that mean... you'll accept me when I'm all grown up?"
"Yes. That's what it means."
"...I understand. But promise me one thing."
"A promise?"
Tang Hwi nodded, his expression turning incredibly serious. "Hook your pinky with mine and promise. That if I keep loving you when I'm older, you'll definitely marry me."
"Hehe. A pinky promise. It's been a while."
"Hurry! Hurry and promise!"
Seeing her younger brother urging her as if he were in a rush, Tang Hwi—who was actually Tang Ga-hui—smiled with her eyes and hooked her pinky finger around his, which he couldn't move on his own. They shook their linked fingers up and down.
"If you still love Sister when you're older, I'll marry you, Hwi! Promise~!"
"...Promise."
Watching Tang Hwi say that with a pouty, disappointed expression, she leaned in even closer.
"Now then, let's..."
*Swoosh.*
Her well-developed breasts wrapped around Tang Hwi’s member.
"Sister will treat you."
Tang Ga-hui’s face, as she grabbed her breasts to press against his member, was filled with a strange, intoxicating excitement.