Chapter 9
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: New Quest (2)
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The next morning.
I woke up as usual to prepare breakfast.
Having stayed home guarding it all this time, it had been ages since I last went out, and it seemed to have tired me out more than expected—my body felt heavy.
As I diligently stretched to wake myself up, I recalled last night's events.
The way my little sister chased me out of her room in anger.
I'd finally gotten the massage skill, but I hadn't even gotten to try it out before being kicked out.
I was really curious about what it did.
Should I go see her again today and test the skill?
The completion of the first Quest has been confirmed.
Proposing the second Quest...
The status window, which had been quiet, popped up again.
The second quest, huh.
I'd figured it would come soon, but it was faster than expected.
Date with little sister Jeong Da-jeong (0/10)
🎁 Reward: Jeong Da-jeong's Stamina +10%, Family Points 1,000
"Hm..."
Judging from the ability name Family Manager and the content of the first quest, I'd half-expected something like this.
But seeing it play out exactly as anticipated felt strangely off.
The first one was just saying "I love you," and now it's a date.
I dreaded what the next quest might demand—probably something even tougher.
"Still, a date should be doable..."
Da-jeong Jeong, my little sister, was the only lively one in our family.
Growing up, all our family outings had been led by her, and as a kid, I'd often clung to her hand while we went out to play.
We hadn't gone out as a family since we got older, but if I suggested it now to reminisce about old times, I figured she'd happily agree.
With my thoughts sorted, I got out of bed and headed straight to the kitchen.
For breakfast today, I planned something simple: omelet rice.
Since we'd feasted last night to celebrate conquering the dungeon, a light morning meal seemed best.
I grabbed several eggs from the fridge, lightly coated the pan with oil, and gently shook it.
The eggs slowly cooked into a perfectly semi-soft omelet, just right for eating.
I placed it over the pre-made fried rice and finished with a small heart drawn in ketchup.
Hm, looks delicious. Satisfied, I even snapped a photo.
After breakfast.
Once I'd finished brushing my teeth, I quietly headed to my little sister's room.
It was supposed to be a workday, but after yesterday's ordeal, she was taking the day off.
With the other sisters at work, it was just me and her at home.
There was no better time to test the massage skill.
Her door was firmly shut as always.
Normally, I'd barge right in, but after the awkwardness yesterday, I decided to show some consideration and knocked.
"It's me."
"Ugh... Yeah..."
Her voice from inside still carried that embarrassed tone.
She hadn't been able to meet my eyes at breakfast this morning either—clearly, last night's shock lingered.
"Can I come in?"
"Huh? Oh... sure..."
I carefully opened her door.
She was lying in bed, wearing cute pajamas.
The door was wide open now, letting fresh air into the room.
Relieved that nothing like last time would happen, I let out a sigh and sat on the edge of the bed.
As I drew closer, she pulled the blanket up to half-cover her face and spoke.
"What is it...?"
To avoid any misunderstandings, I pulled out the excuse I'd prepared in advance.
"Yeah, you looked tired yesterday, so your big bro came to help relieve some fatigue."
"You? How?"
"I'll give you a massage."
"A massage...?"
She stared at me with a look that said, What the heck are you talking about?
Well, can you blame her? I'd never given a massage in my life, and now here I was offering one out of the blue.
"What wind blew this sudden change?"
"Just... lately, everyone seems worn out, so I practiced when I was home alone."
"Hmmm..."
She still looked skeptical.
But she tentatively extended her arm.
"Show me once."
She probably wanted to test it on her arm first before committing her whole body.
Grateful that she wasn't refusing, I murmured inwardly.
'Family Masseur.'
The moment I thought it, a flood of massage-related knowledge poured into my head.
How to stimulate which parts of her body with what pressure.
The most efficient order of areas to massage.
Following that knowledge, I gently took hold of her pale white hand.
Soft, yet bearing the marks of her hard work—calluses dotted her fingers.
I carefully stroked them, then slowly pressed and released without applying much force, just as the knowledge guided.
She still seemed to feel nothing special, staring blankly at me.
Once she appeared accustomed to it, I pressed my thumb firmly into the center of her palm.
Her hand twitched reflexively at that.
"You okay?"
"Y-yeah..."
Confirming it didn't hurt, I began loosening her finger joints.
With each slow movement per the knowledge in my head, a warm heat rose in her hand.
"Hnn..."
At some point, fully relaxed, she started enjoying it, letting out a slightly embarrassing sound.
This is just a massage. A massage.
Stimulating the body naturally elicits reactions.
Shaking off stray thoughts, I gripped her wrist and slowly rotated it.
Her incredibly slender wrist.
I took care not to burden it, as it seemed like it might snap with too much pressure.
When her faintly furrowed expression eased into comfort, I finished the hand massage.
"Hoo..."
Her cheeks faintly flushed, she caught her breath for a moment, then nodded.
"You... you really learned it, huh?"
"Yeah... How was it?"
"...Not bad."
True to the skill's power, even the shy little sister admitted honestly that it was good.
At least I'd confirmed the skill aided the massage itself. Next up: checking its effects.
I sidled closer to her as she fiddled with her hand, a subtle expression on her face.
"Hey, feel anything different from usual?"
"Huh? Nothing like that."
"Check carefully. Maybe your strength increased a bit, or your mana grew."
"Seriously, nothing."
"Hm..."
I asked again, but the answer was the same.
As an S-rank Hunter, she'd notice any changes in her body, so this level of massage probably didn't trigger effects.
This is a problem.
Feeling troubled, I met her eyes.
"Little sis, you saw my skills, right? Trust me once. I'll give you a proper, thorough massage."
"..."
She hesitated briefly, then gave a small nod.
"Can you turn around for me?"
"Okay."
She obediently turned her back.
Her pajamas hid her body, but thanks to the knowledge in my head, I knew exactly what to do.
I quietly straddled her back and settled in.
Startled by the sudden weight, she twisted to look.
"W-wait? What are you doing?"
"Massaging."
"No, for a massage... do you have to be in that position?"
"...Sorry, yeah, thinking about it, that's not right."
She called me out, and I quickly agreed.
I'd followed the instinctive knowledge, but on second thought, it crossed a line.
No matter how close family, boundaries matter.
Ignoring the knowledge, I got off her back.
As I did, she stared blankly at me, then suddenly grabbed my arm.
"For the massage... you thought it was necessary?"
"...I thought it'd help with the massage."
"Ahh..."
Biting her lip while holding my arm, she pondered, then bowed her head deeply.
"Just do whatever you think is best."
"No, you don't have to go that far..."
"You wouldn't just... climb on your sister's back for no reason. If it's not something weird... I'm fine with it."
"...Got it."
She said she was okay, so no reason to refuse.
It was a skill that helped her, after all.
I climbed back onto her back.
"Eung..."
She trembled briefly under my weight pressing on her back, but as an S-rank Hunter, she only let out a small groan, not seeming overly strained.
I carefully placed my hands on her shoulder blades.
Then slowly pressed and released.
"Hnn..."
Each time my hands acupressured her body, her pale fingers twitched and curled.
And she let out moans so tantalizing it embarrassed even me.
It meant my massage was that good, but hearing her like that stirred odd feelings.
This is medical treatment. Medical treatment.
I tried reminding myself it was just that to keep my head straight.
But the moment I pressed her soft side.
"Haah..."
She twisted her body with a seductive moan, and it became impossible to stay calm.
"Hey... can you be a bit quieter?"
"S-sorry..."
"...Not that you need to apologize, but..."
I paused my hands, lost in thought.
A little more, and the massage would be done.
But her body seemed... sensitive? Her reactions were growing embarrassingly audible.
"..."
Did I really need to see her like this to use the skill?
Should I just stop here?
As I pondered.
-Beep beep beep.
The sound of the door lock disengaging— one of my sisters must be coming back.
Our intentions were purely massage, but to a third party, this looked blatantly suspicious.
I stopped hesitating and got off her back to slip out.
But her pale hand caught my wrist as I tried to leave.
"It's almost done, right?"
"...Yeah, but sis is home."
"I'll be quiet... just finish it..."
Without waiting, she stuffed a pillow over her mouth.
A clear sign she'd muffle any sounds.
"..."
Seeing that, I climbed back on and resumed the finish.
Back to the start: from neck to thighs, slow rhythm, light pressure.
Sweeping gently over her heated body.
"..."
She stayed silent, face buried in the pillow, until the end when I quietly slipped out of the room.