Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Until Calling Her 'Sis'
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How much petting had I been subjected to?
Lifting my eyelids felt impossible.
"If you're sleepy, just sleep. I'll wake you when the chicken gets here."
"No... I can't sleep though..."
"It's fine. Want me to sing you a lullaby~?"
"Chicken... I need to eat..."
"It'll take 50 minutes. I'll be right here, so close your eyes."
Jin Su-bin gently slipped a pillow under my head.
'Warm.'
She didn't go anywhere, just leaned back against the headboard and sat there.
Like a mom putting her kid to bed, she kept stroking my hair.
I gave up resisting.
I surrendered to this comfort.
Han Seo-ah, this body is totally done for.
Embarrassment could wait.
In a stamina-depleted state, this level of coziness was basically a cheat code.
I held off on any judgments and closed my eyes.
Consciousness shut off in an instant.
"...-nim. Seo-ah-nim?"
The voice waking me hit first, but my sense of smell reacted fastest.
Oil and frying.
The sweet-salty scent of sauce.
My empty stomach.
My brain issued an immediate wake-up order.
Snap-!
"Chicken!"
I sprang up like a coil, nearly headbutting Jin Su-bin's chin.
"Whoa, you scared me. Reflex on chicken scent?"
Jin Su-bin smiled and stepped back.
The white bag in her hand.
The 'holy relic' had arrived.
"It's here, Supreme."
"What time is it?"
"A little under an hour. Perfect timing."
She unfolded a folding table over the bed.
The box opened, golden light searing my retinas.
'Ooh...!'
White mayo and red sauce in glorious chaos.
Crisp cracks in the fried skin.
'Chicken deity.'
My religion was originally Gacha-ism.
[May the faint probability grant divine favor...!]
But in this moment, I was an apostle of the Chicken God.
Something greater than a guaranteed gacha was right in front of me.
'Amen-'
I reverently snapped open the wooden chopsticks.
Su-bin's smile widened at my reaction.
"Eat up."
"But can we eat here? It'll stain if I spill."
"Special permission just for today. But if you drop any on the blanket, you'll have to lick it clean?"
"...Your jokes go too far."
"Dead serious. With your soft little tongue. Cleaning my blanket... Heh."
She winked.
'Is she serious...?'
Shivering, I shoved a piece of tender meat into my mouth.
Crunch.
Fried batter shattered, juices bursting forth.
"Mmm...!"
My brows furrowed.
At the same time, my legs started kicking on their own.
Thump-thump-thump-.
Tiny feet rolling on the mattress.
'What the heck? Why am I doing this?'
I tried to stop, but before I knew it, another piece was in my mouth.
My tiny body slipped dopamine control.
It was so good I was getting angry.
I was mad.
Furious from head to toe!
Why can't I eat a whole chicken with this stomach capacity?!
Shrunk gut was my eternal regret.
I crammed my mouth full of chicken.
How long did I battle the chicken?
"Eat slower. No one's stealing it."
Jin Su-bin refilled my cola as she spoke.
Her gaze wasn't on the chicken, but locked on my chipmunk cheeks bulging like a hoarding squirrel.
"That good, huh?"
'...Ah.'
Reason finally logged back in. Shame flooded in.
'Not like some beggar...'
No matter how hungry I was, scarfing alone in front of my host?
No defense if called socially inept.
"......"
My ear tips burned.
Heat crawling up my cheeks in real time.
I cleared my throat and stealthily set down the chicken foot.
Mockingly, sauce glistened on my fingertips.
"Have some too, Administrative Officer. I can't finish it alone."
I mumbled mosquito-like, eyes down.
She hadn't taken a single bite yet.
Instead, she showered me with sticky stares.
"Su-bin sis."
"Yes?"
"Administrative officer outside, but in private... call me sis. Aren't we that close now?"
Chew chew.
Chicken still in mouth, I pondered.
'Sis, huh...'
Too soon to accept this body's changes.
Just a few months.
Soul-body sync error.
Not enough mental resistance to voice her desired title.
I ducked my head against the burning cheeks.
But she was persistent. No letting go.
"Try it. Su-bin siiis~."
"...You're fast with the titles."
"Don't like it? How about Mama~? I like that."
"I'm not a kid."
"Gotta be a kid for it? Just affection. Wanna try Mama~?"
"Rather... sis is better..."
I picked the lesser evil.
Jin Su-bin—no, Su-bin sis—smiled in satisfaction.
My insides were a peer-aged uncle.
But with this shell, social consensus favors survival.
Actual physical age gap too.
'Think positive. Might've needed title sort eventually.'
[Positive Circuit]
My specialty helped here.
"Say it again."
"Sii...s."
Cancel.
Tongue numb.
Insanely embarrassing!
"Good girl, my Seo-ah little sis~. Eat lots and grow big. So later sis can... Ahem."
"What was that just now?"
"Nothing. Just gain some weight. Cheeks too skinny to pinch... No, you look pitiful."
She averted her eyes.
Suspicious, but no energy to interrogate mid-chew.
Chew chew.
We silently, efficiently dismantled the chicken.
She wiped sauce from my mouth with a tissue.
I didn't resist, offering my face.
Before long, the box bottom showed.
[Satiety: MAX]
Stamina debuff released.
But fullness brought new debuff.
Sleepiness.
"Ah... So full."
I flopped backward.
Blanket touch on back was pure drug.
"Brush your teeth first."
"Five minutes... Digestion cooldown..."
"No. Cavities."
Jin Su-bin hoisted me like luggage.
Strength gap overwhelming.
She dragged me to the bathroom, even squeezing toothpaste on the brush.
"Brush brush, uppers and lowers."
"I'm not a kid..."
Grumbling, I followed instructions.
Glanced in mirror.
Tiny me in oversized pajamas, foam at mouth.
And guardian beaming behind.
Picture-perfect sisters, or mother-daughter.
'This daily life... not bad.'
Something I'd never felt in past life or today before—ordinary, warm evening.
Back to bed.
Jin Su-bin turned off lights, left only bedside lamp.
Room bathed in soft orange glow.
"Sleep time."
She lay beside me.
Queen bed. Plenty space.
But she crossed centerline, pressing against me.
"...Isn't it too cramped?"
"Perfect."
She extended arm, trapping me.
Back heat.
Legs interleaving.
Perfect hold.
"This is... corpse treatment."
"Not at all."
"Then what?"
"Warm, squishy, good-smell attachment doll?"
She buried nose in my nape, inhaling.
"Haa... Seo-ah smells so good."
"...Pervert."
Liking cute things has limits...!
She was definitely a pervert.
"I'll take it as compliment."
Her breath tickled nape.
Goosebumps, but not unwelcome.
Someone guarding me felt reassuring.
No nightmares tonight.
Dead woman's eyes, goblin screams—powerless against this warmth.
"Seo-ah-nim."
"Yes."
"Skip gate tomorrow?"
"Su-bin si...s, aren't you going to Association?"
"Day off. So sleep well. Together."
Su-bin stroked my hair, tempting.
"I'll make yummy breakfast too."
"Convenience store triangle kimbap's fine..."
"Not for breakfast. Miso soup. Koreans run on rice power."
Her hand patted my belly.
Steady rhythm.
Non-hunter with forced sleep skill, no doubt.
Consciousness sank into bog.
"...Sis."
"Hm?"
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"Just... everything."
"For the chicken?"
"No... for putting me to sleep."
And not leaving me alone.
I swallowed the rest.
Felt like 'Han Seon-woo' and 'Han Seo-ah' merging.
She tightened hold instead of reply.
"Thanks to you too."
"For what..."
"Just, for showing up in front of me."
Voice buzzing in ear.
Lavender scent chasing into dreams.
I closed eyes in her embrace.
Cozy silence-.
Tomorrow morning, miso soup scent would greet me.
And probably this pesky hand waking me.
That fact wasn't half bad.
'...Wanna suck honey like this forever.'
With that weak thought last, consciousness cut.
Soft, warm darkness.