Chapter 68
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Sister, After 2
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Here I was in California, USA.
Right now, I was competing in the LPGA U.S. Women's Open.
My condition was at its absolute peak.
Thanks to the buff I'd gotten from Sun-hu just before heading to the States, I was leading solo at 14 under par through the front nine of the final round.
My Jin Sun-hu jinx was still going strong.
"Hmph. Not bad, I guess."
What I was watching right now was a video Mom had sent me.
I'd wondered what it could be while I was out here abroad, but it turned out to be footage of Sun-hu playing the piano.
Eh, it was decent enough.
I'd been worried he'd gotten rusty from the long break, but no need to fret after all.
Even if he was a bit off, it all sounds the same to regular ears like ours anyway.
As I watched the video with my earbuds in, someone tapped my shoulder.
"Hey, Jin So-young. What do you watching?"
This foreigner was Eva Pereira.
A Brazilian immigrant to the U.S., she was the biggest star in women's golf.
Her skills were so-so, but thanks to her looks and that CG-worthy ass, she was the most famous female golfer in the world.
In pro sports, no matter how skilled a woman is, she can't surpass the men physically.
Eva Pereira was living proof that for female athletes to make real money, looks trumped talent.
I was the same way, but compared to her, I was just a frog in the well back in Korea.
This Eva—whether it was that free-spirited American vibe or her Latin friendliness—treated me warmer than even my own compatriots, who mostly kept their distance.
In this tournament, she was solo second at 12 under.
She was neck-and-neck with me for the win.
Honestly, I was sick of her.
My Konglish was trash, and I had zero desire to chat with foreigners, but her Brazilian-tinged English was just as mangled—somehow we got by, and she'd always come pestering me when she was bored.
Someone like me who'd barely gone to school wasn't about to be fluent in English.
The only English I knew was the crash course from my gay caddy, Steven Choi.
He'd translate for work stuff, but I couldn't drag him into personal chit-chat every time.
"Piano? Is he K-pop star? Or your boyfriend?"
"Boy friend? No. No. He is my brother."
"Oh, brother. He’s so cute."
Hmph.
Yeah, cute enough. Though his penis sure wasn't.
"Hey, So-young, set me up with your brother."
"What the hell?"
"She wants an intro to your brother, sunbae."
"Intro? Like hell. No!"
The Korean who jumped in was my golf junior, Im Ji-yeon.
My peers and seniors either hated my guts or ignored me, but some juniors like her stuck around.
Not that it mattered; they were just a hassle.
"Oh, come on."
"Tell her to beat it. Yankee, go home."
Eva clung on stubbornly.
Call it prejudice, but these people treated drugs and sex parties like no big deal.
What if I introduced innocent Sun-hu and he got hooked on drugs? Or caught some weird STD?
Get real.
"But sunbae, that's your little brother, right? And Mi-so next to him is your little sister?"
"Why? You want an intro too?"
"Yes!"
"Fine. After you win the LPGA."
Wait. Wasn't she the same age as Sun-hu?
She'd make a fine friend.
Smart. Good behavior.
Way better than some American party girl.
"Hey! I see you my boyfriend Piter’s cock!"
"Who asked to see it? I don't want to see that picture!"
"Haha…"
"OK. If I winning this game, you set me up him."
"She says if she wins this one, intro her."
"Oh. Got it. Give it your all. Bring it on."
I absolutely could not lose.
Not if it meant keeping Sun-hu away from drug addicts.
The final round's back nine of the tournament.
Unleashing peak focus, I shaved four more strokes and took the win.
But Eva—either on real drugs or what—plummeted from second to tenth.
Im Ji-yeon must've eaten something funky too; she surged with seven birdies but finished fourth.
Eva, having lost the bet, still wouldn't quit.
Claimed since I'd won, the victor should be gracious.
Get real.
"I don’t do drug!"
I said no intros for junkies, and Eva yelled that.
Im Ji-yeon didn't need to translate even that.
In the end, to calm her raging ass, I promised an intro if she ever came to Korea.
Eh, she'd forget by then.
She wasn't hurting for guys anyway.
On the flight back to Korea, I kept rewatching Sun-hu's video.
Mom's, mine, Mi-so's stuff was all over the net, but Sun-hu's was rare.
It felt surreal seeing him in a video.
To me, he was the timid, pathetic little brother, but on screen? Pretty cool, actually.
Curious about the comments.
What did others think?
I took a deep breath, steeled myself not to freak at whatever I saw, and hit the comments button.
~ Ooh, debut song 'For You'!
Whoa, insane.
So cool.
Mi-so is too cute!
Hmm. All pretty normal.
Maybe Mi-so's agency already scrubbed the weird ones.
I scrolled further.
Wanna lick oppa's fingers.
...Lick his fingers?
Hmm. Not incomprehensible.
Sun-hu's fingers do look pretty sensual when he plays.
But they'd probably taste like nothing.
His dick's the same—no real flavor—but damn if you don't wanna lick it anyway.
Maybe I'll give it a try when I get home?
What if he thinks it's weird?
Oppa’s piano fingers are insanely sexy.
Wasn't just me, then.
Sucks I can't like to show agreement.
I'm a guy too, but dudes don't like girls with tits that big ;;
Huh? For real?
Nah. Sun-hu seemed to like 'em.
Oppa... please play my pussy too....
...Play her pussy...?
What vulgar poetry.
Gotta use that line someday.
Wonder what face Sun-hu'd make.
Wish oppa would finger my tight pussy with those piano fingers, haang~
...These types don't discriminate.
What're the mods doing?
Finger her tight pussy.
Sun-hu, with those fingers.
Her tight...
Mi-so showering, oppa sneaks in pretending not to know lol, act like an accident lol
...Some fun ones here.
No way they'd actually do that, right? Right, Jin Sun-hu? Jin Mi-so?
But not a bad idea.
Our house bathroom lock can be picked anyway.
Pretending it's an accident? Piece of cake.
Bumping into naked Sun-hu in the bathroom—he'd freak.
But couldn't peel his eyes off my chest.
I could already picture it.
'What? You here? Mind if I join?'
Me, casually washing up next to him.
Sun-hu pretending not to look, stealing glances.
Dick rock-hard the whole time.
Then I bend to grab the soap, and he sees...
Heh heh. Maybe next time.
Can't wait to see his reaction.
Finally back in Korea.
Airport hit: photos, press conference, interviews.
Even changed my liner mid-way, but panties still soaked.
I was totally wiped.
Pissed off.
Who to take it out on?
"Hey, Jin Sun-hu."
"Ah, Noona."
You.
Because of you.
You made me this wet.
Take responsibility and fix it!
Today it's do or die!
At the hotel with Sun-hu.
Praise me for holding out this long.
If I had no self-control, I'd have jumped him in the car.
Sun-hu even got waxed like I told him.
What a good boy.
Reward: I'd spoil him cute all day.
But what the hell.
Who does he think he is?
A kiss?
Where'd he learn that?
Pissed.
To counter his smug ass, I sucked his dick.
Hmph. Kissing might be your thing, but dick's my specialty.
Sucked till I cooled off, then let go.
That should do it.
Time to ride.
Would he lose it and pounce like last time?
Or hold out better now?
But no—he licked instead.
My pussy.
Unbelievable.
Lick there?
After hours on a plane.
Leaking the whole time, changed liners multiple times.
Even pee stains probably.
And he licks it?
...What if he thinks it stinks?
It usually doesn't.
Should've washed even if rushed.
Agh. Mad now.
"Hey, Jin Sun-hu. Who asked you to do that? Just stick it in and cum already."
Even as I snapped, he didn't budge.
Sun-hu climbed up instead.
"Listen to me for once, Noona. I don't wanna hurt you."
What? Don't wanna hurt me?
Sounds like he'll beat me if I don't obey.
One fuck and he's cocky.
Who does he think he is?
"Fine. If hitting makes Noona listen, I'll hit you too."
"You...!"
His words flipped a switch.
Gonna beat him till he never defies me again.
But my full-force punch? Caught easy by his hand.
"...Hey. Jin Sun-hu. Let go."
My voice trembled.
Sudden shift in his vibe scared me.
Yanked my arm—his body like rebar, immovable.
Then he pulled, and I flopped onto the bed like straw.
Impossible. Sun-hu doing this to me?
I looked up at him.
Cold eyes staring down, unlike ever before.
Thump, thump, thump.
Heart pounding wild.
This wasn't the Sun-hu I knew.
This was the one from my fantasies.
He raised his right arm.
He's gonna hit!
"Eek!"
I curled up reflexively.
Flashback: high school.
Beaten by Sun-hu till hospitalized.
Ah.
A little... leaked. Pee.
But no impact.
Instead, icy voice from above.
"Noona. Spread your legs and lie back."
Sun-hu. Ordering me.
Spread and lie down.
Sun-hu. To me.
What if I don't? Will he really hit?
"...You just wait. I'm not letting this slide."
Said that, but spread and lay as told.
Bluffed hard, but seemed to bounce right off him.
Fingertips quivering.
Scared. Of Sun-hu.
Scared what he'd do.
Scared... and.
...Excited.