Family Visiting Hour and the Usage Tickets
Seeing Suyeong noona leave the room with a slightly sulky expression, I was certain.
"Hmm... there's definitely something going on."
Whether it was my male intuition kicking in or not, from what I could tell, Suyeong noona's vibe had clearly changed.
The fidgety noona from before was gone, replaced by the aggressive version I'd met on the first day. It felt like she was scheming something.
It had started with that shift in her eyes when we talked about free time earlier.
Her gaze had been locked right on my crotch. No doubt about it.
That noona's got this vibe like she's trying to climb all over me... not great.
I didn't know what wind had blown her way, but she was definitely eyeing me up like she wanted to pounce again.
And I planned to turn that to my advantage.
The strategy: string her along and burn her out.
Considering it was a holiday, I'd figured she'd try to flip the script and suggest something naughty herself, but I had no intention of handing her the reins.
"And... she probably thinks visiting hours start after lunch."
Today's visiting hours totaled two hours.
After that, it'd be dinnertime right away.
I could call noona over after dinner for some fun like yesterday, but...
Guess I gotta hold back today.
I had zero plans to get swept up in Suyeong noona's pace.
"Unnie! Lend me your straightener."
"Ha... how many times have I told you to buy your own?"
"Hing, too lazy~"
Watching her two daughters primp for Minhyuk's second visiting hour, Yura was mentally preparing herself too.
Because today, she wasn't visiting as his mother...
"Hehe... ♡"
She was going as the companion of her chosen one.
Today's outfit: what was colloquially called the 'Dongtan milf look.'
It clung tightly to her body, accentuating every curve.
With her abnormally wide hips making her waist look incredibly slim, it was perfect for her figure.
Minhyuk... he'll like this, right...? For a body like mine, there's not much else that suits me...
She stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking herself out.
Her wavy hair neatly swept to one side.
And the star: a black dress, topped with a thin fur coat.
The only issue was how it made her explosive H-cup breasts stand out way too much. The tight fit exposed every bit of her soft flesh—her waistline, lower belly, all bulging out prominently. It wasn't exactly flattering.
Maybe I should just go with a safe long fur coat...
But she'd agonized over this look for days, so she shoved the thought aside.
As Yura grabbed her phone and bag and stepped out, Yuri and Yuna were still bickering in the middle of the living room.
At least they'd both finished getting ready.
Not even noticing Yura had come out, the two kept raising their voices until Yura bellowed at them.
"So unnie—"
"What are you—"
"Stop fighting already!! What are you two grown women doing?!"
Her roar froze them in place.
It was the first time she'd yelled at her daughters like that, but there was no time to worry about it now.
"We're gonna be late. Hurry up and put your shoes on."
"“Yes...”"
Stunned by their mother's sudden outburst, they quietly obeyed.
"Jeez, nothing in their heads but their brother..."
Yura heard it clear as day as she came out of her room.
The sisters had been arguing about Minhyuk.
Minhyuk's no longer someone you two can squabble over...
She slipped on her low-heeled shoes and headed out.
The sisters, already walking toward the elevator, didn't notice...
He's going to be my man... ♡
Yura walked with a female-in-heat expression, lost in the fantasy.
Time had flown to 1:30 p.m.
"Whew, good eats."
I'd demolished the two servings of olive spaghetti served for lunch.
Suyeong noona watched me silently the whole time, staring intently.
"..."
Her eyes screamed dissatisfaction.
Unlike my previous life, women in this world wore their emotions plain on their faces, making them easy to read.
Not happy, but her cheeks were faintly flushed.
Classic case of pent-up frustration. Proof: she kept subtly rubbing her thighs together.
Still, she occasionally pulled out her notebook and jotted something down.
No mumbling this time, so I had no idea what, but she'd said the more details about me, the better—so no loss for me.
After I finished, she sauntered over pretending nonchalance and took my tray.
As she left the room, she said,
"Visiting hours soon. Tidy up a bit."
"Yeah."
Her effort to act casual was obvious. I caught her glancing back just before the door closed.
Family wouldn't arrive for a bit, so I hit the bathroom for a quick wash and brush.
Back in bed, scrolling phone vids of Leorio madmovie clips, the door slid open.
Suyeong noona brought in Mom, Yuri noona, and Yuna—all of them.
"Oh, you guys—"
Something felt off.
I'd expected Yuri and Yuna to rush me like day one, but they just kept peeking at Mom, not pouncing.
The air grew heavy.
Mom was glaring at Suyeong noona, Yuri noona, and Yuna in turn.
Like they'd all done something wrong.
...What the hell happened?
"W-well, have a nice time..."
Suyeong noona couldn't take the pressure and bolted.
Now it was just family.
"...Wh-what's up? Why the funeral faces? You were all eager to come back after last visit, so why this vibe all of a sudden?"
"...Mom chewed them out on the way."
Figured.
"They're adults now. Can't cling to you and act spoiled forever, right? They'll need to stand on their own someday. If they just stick to you, it'll backfire later."
"Aha..."
"Tch..."
"Hmph!"
Obviously, ordering the two brocon sisters to back off wouldn't fly. It'd just breed resentment. But Mom said so, so they'd comply.
They looked super pissed right now.
Yuri noona: angry face. Yuna: pouty face.
What a spectacle.
It was dragging my mood down too.
Couldn't just sit there.
This was for family peace and everyone's happiness.
Today's visiting time: three hours total.
"Here's the deal."
All three women focused on me at my words.
"Those one-hour usage tickets I gave Yuri noona and Yuna."
"Uh, yeah?"
"Those..."
The 'usage rights' I'd given the sisters on admission day. Time to enforce them.
"Use 'em now. One hour per person in my room today. Go call Suyeong nu—Nurse Suyeong."
My bombshell left them dumbfounded.
I didn't want to, but no choice.
Order: Yuri noona, Yuna, Mom—one hour each.
They could hug, head pats, whatever they wanted.
This calmed the brocon sisters somehow, but now Mom looked dissatisfied.
Anyway, room cleared: just me and Yuri noona. Others to the lobby.
Alone, awkward silence hung briefly until Yuri noona broke it.
"Just now..."
"Yeah?"
She hesitated, like she had something to confess.
Her question caught me off guard.
"You were about to call that nurse 'noona,' right?"
"......Ah."
She caught that. Thought it'd slide.
"Haha, well, she's the only one here with me, so we got close inevitably..."
My excuse backfired.
"Got... close? How close..?"
Yuri noona trembled, head down.
"How close? How'd you get friendly? First visit, you two seemed awkward. But you couldn't hold back, seduced that nurse, and now you're this tight? Where do I even fit anymore—"
She unleashed a torrent like a rapper possessed, sobbing.
What the—scary.