Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Harmonious Family (5)
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"A massage...? You're really going to do it?"
The hesitant big sister.
She couldn't hide the bewilderment on her face.
I nodded, thinking how I'd been seeing my big sister—who'd always kept a poker face lately—show her emotions more often these days.
"It won't hurt for you to try it once. It's more effective than you think."
"Hmm..."
My big sister looked flustered, but not overly repulsed.
Of course. I'd tested it on my little sister and knew it wasn't your average massage, but from her perspective, "massage" probably just meant a simple shoulder rub.
Once we got into the real thing, though, she'd probably react right away.
At this stage, there was no reason for her to refuse outright.
"How long does it take?"
"About an hour."
"An hour? That's longer than I expected."
"It's not a light massage—it's pretty thorough."
"Thorough, huh..."
My big sister nodded with a strange expression.
"Alright, give it a try."
With her permission, I quickly sat beside her and whispered.
"It has to be a full hour for the effects to kick in, so no quitting midway even if it gets tough, okay?"
"Don't worry. A little massage won't hurt me."
"..."
She seemed to think my warning was about the pain during the massage.
It wasn't about pain at all...
I said worriedly.
"If it gets too much, just slap the bed three times. I'll stop no matter what."
"Don't worry. That won't happen. Go ahead."
"Well, if you're sure..."
With the safe signal set and her okay, I could proceed freely now.
"Could you lie on your stomach, then?"
"Sure."
My big sister obediently lay face-down on the bed.
The first thing that caught my eye was her pretty hips, perfectly outlined against her training pants.
That's my sister... my sister...
I tried to tear my eyes away, reminding myself she was blood-related.
But for some reason, thinking of her as my sister made it even harder to look away.
Argh, Da-jeong!
Normally, calling her "sister" should've cooled me down.
Maybe because of my experience with my little sister, my gaze lingered instead.
To escape my little sister's curse, I lightly slapped my cheeks to snap out of it and muttered inwardly.
Family Masseur.
The moment I did, knowledge flooded my mind.
Since I'd gotten the basics the first time I used the skill, this was less than before.
I sorted through the incoming info and decided on the massage for my big sister.
Part of me wanted to massage her hands to test the Family Hand Warmer buff from holding hands.
But according to the Family Masseur knowledge, massaging her hands—unlike with my little sister—wouldn't make much difference.
I had no intention of forcing unnecessary parts just to use another skill.
I shifted position to her lower body.
The first target: her feet.
They were the most fatigued part of her body.
As a warrior fighting monsters, it made sense her feet would take the most strain.
"Huh?"
My big sister, who'd been peeking back at me, looked shocked.
She clearly hadn't expected me to touch her feet.
She must've thought it'd just be her shoulders or something.
"W-Wait..."
Sorry, but too late now.
I gently tugged at her pristine white socks.
They slid off smoothly.
Revealed were her pale feet, covered in scars.
"W-Wait... not my feet, somewhere else..."
"Sorry, but to get the effects, I have to follow the instructions."
"They're dirty..."
"It's fine for me. Just bear with it a bit."
"Okay..."
Her snowy-white feet.
Even after working out, they surprisingly didn't smell.
I placed my palm on the top of her foot and slowly rubbed back and forth.
Her toes wiggled with each motion, but she seemed okay—no big reaction yet.
She stayed silent through the foot-top massage.
Next, I circled my fingers over her entire sole.
"It... tickles?"
"It's fine."
"No, it's not?"
This time, she grumbled softly about the tickling, but I ignored her and kept going.
As long as the safe signal didn't come, I'd continue no matter what she said.
After finishing the sole, I gave her foot a light smack.
"Eep...!"
She shuddered like she hadn't braced for it and let out an embarrassing sound.
I'd just done it on a whim, but her reaction was intense.
"..."
Realizing what sound she'd made, she went completely quiet, even holding her breath.
In the awkward atmosphere, I mumbled awkwardly.
"Uh... I'll keep going, then."
"Y-Yeah..."
Now I cupped her small, dainty white feet with both hands.
Her trapped toes poked at my palms, but I twisted her foot slowly without giving in.
"Haa..."
Her leg twitched as she exhaled.
"..."
She stared blankly, as if in disbelief at her own sound, then grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it.
Hiding her moans in the pillow—she looked just like my little sister.
She must like the massage, at least?
If she hated it, she'd have used the safe signal.
Taking her silence and pillow-burying as consent, I moved on.
I half-stood and leaned closer.
This next spot was sensitive, so I cautiously got permission.
"Um... it's just a massage, so don't think weirdly of it."
"Mm...?"
Then I pressed hard into her nicely rounded hips.
The soft flesh yielded under pressure.
"Mmmph...?"
Clutching the pillow over her mouth, she reacted more intensely than anything so far.
Sweat trickled down her pale nape—she was that flustered.
Her body wriggled wildly.
Even a light squirm from an S-rank warrior wasn't easy to control without force.
I mounted her hips, using my weight to pin her down.
"W-Wait..."
She lifted her mouth from the pillow to speak, but...
Squeeze.
I pressed along the curve of her perfect hips.
"Heup...!"
She desperately buried her face back in the pillow to stifle it.
Face-down, I couldn't see her fully, but she seemed beyond normally aroused.
The spot was different, but her reactions were even fiercer than my little sister's...
I ignored it and pressed my thumbs into the sides of her pelvis five times, feeling the soft flesh give way to hard bone.
She twitched each time but endured stubbornly.
At this point, most would surrender, but she held out.
Maybe she was enjoying it, or hated feeling left out after our sisters got massages.
Respecting her choice, I moved to cap off the session.
Her body was drenched in sweat by now, pants soaked.
Finally, my hands went to the cleft of her hips.
"..."
Her body stiffened the instant my thumbs touched there.
Not directly sensitive, but slippery fingers would hit it immediately—a precarious spot.
Despite the pants, I gripped her full, soft hips with all fingers except thumbs and slowly circled my thumbs.
"Heup...!"
Her reactions intensified; a faint wet spot appeared on her pants.
"..."
I waited for the safe signal, but she just kept her face in the pillow—no response.
So, I continued as planned.
Family Masseur called for ten presses.
Five down, five to go.
To finish quickly, I sped up.
Her body shook violently with each one.
"Mmmph...!"
By the eighth, her hips bucked.
Slap, slap.
Unable to hold out, she smacked the bed twice.
Three times ends it.
It'd be a shame to stop so close to the end.
But the signal was absolute, so I prepared to stop, watching her hand.
Just once more.
One more smack...
Her trembling hand clutched the pillow tighter instead.
"..."
Permission to continue.
I gave her what she wanted.
"Haaaaah..."
"Done. Good job."
I quickly dismounted after the tenth.
"..."
After a brief silence, she slowly lifted her face from the pillow.
Her tear-streaked, disheveled face turned to me.
Feeling awkward and aroused, I tried to change the mood.
"Uh... Big Sis?"
"Yeah...?"
"Yu-rim and Da-jeong brought up a family trip to Japan?"
"Oh..."
"You'll come too, right?"
"When?"
"Whenever's good for you..."
"...I'll handle the schedule. Sorry, but could you leave for today?"
"Huh? Sure. Rest well!"
A clear dismissal.
Grateful for the escape from the awkwardness, I fled her room.
Ha-seong Jeong bolted out, leaving the room quiet.
Se-yeon Jeong pressed a hand to her forehead, lost in thought.
Her brother's massage had been... way hotter than she'd imagined.
And it felt good.
"He really awakened."
Plus, as he'd said, her fatigue was gone. Her physical abilities felt much stronger.
Even more than a one-on-one buff from an S-rank shaman.
"..."
She confirmed his awakening was real and incredibly effective.
But her heart was conflicted.
No matter how she spun it, that massage wasn't normal.
It was closer to... naughty stuff between lovers.
Embarrassing as it was, she'd felt it intensely through the massage.
She, who'd never felt a thing even masturbating... had tasted pleasure for the first time.
It was something that could never happen between siblings, and she should've refused firmly.
With the easy stop signal he'd given, it would've been simple.
"But... why didn't I...?"
She could've refused anytime, yet she didn't.
She'd even smacked the bed twice at the end.
But not the final one.
"Haa..."
In the clear-headed sage time, self-reproach hit her, but she found small relief.
Her panties were soaked, but if she'd worn thin fabric, the wet spot would've shown blatantly.
Thankfully, her pants were thick material that didn't show easily.
Unless drenched like a bucket of water.
Relieved by that, she changed clothes—and froze holding her pants.
They were soaked like a bucket had been dumped on them, the wet stain glaringly obvious.
"..."
Se-yeon Jeong stayed rigid on the bed, unmoving for a while.
(Se-yeon Jeong, New to the Workforce)