Chapter 66
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Jeong Ji-su Who Lets Me Go All the Way In (1)
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"Good work. Head inside first. I'll handle the report to the guild."
"Huh? Lee Seom-unnie, you?"
"What's with that reaction? You think I'm incapable of reporting? And here I was putting in the effort for you. What a response..."
"......"
Lee Seom-unnie furrowed her brow and lightly tapped my shoulder.
I hadn't meant it in a bad way. I was just surprised by her unusual behavior.
Lee Seom-unnie fundamentally hated bothersome tasks.
She rarely took the initiative on anything.
For her to go out of her way like this...
Did I look that bad?
"Lighten up that face. Does it make any sense for a woman to make that expression over a man?"
She tapped my cheeks lightly.
Her cool touch brushed my skin.
Her hands were cold, but it warmed my heart a little.
"I'm off. If you're planning to kill that guy, clean up properly afterward. If you don't think you can do it yourself, call me."
"Wait... Let me open a wormhole to take you to the guild."
"No need. It's not far if I run. And that wormhole thing... it makes me dizzy. I don't like it."
Lee Seom-unnie turned on her heel.
She walked a few steps away from me and vanished without a trace.
At my current skill level, tracking her afterimage with my eyes was my limit.
"Wormhole, not millworm..."
I let out a chuckle and caught my breath. It felt strange.
I definitely wanted to wrap things up quickly and get back.
I wanted to rush to my brother, grab him by the collar, and demand answers.
Who the hell was I to him?
Did he see me as just another easy lay like Bae Da-hye or Ya Hye-jeong?
Did he plan to keep sleeping with other women besides me?
But now that everything was done, I hesitated.
We couldn't even reveal to the world that we weren't real siblings...
I hadn't properly satisfied his lust either... Did I even have the right to say those things?
"......Wormhole."
After agonizing for a while, I opened the space.
A pitch-black hole, just big enough for one person, appeared before me.
"Going straight home like this... It's been a while..."
I rarely made a direct hole connected to my room like this.
Normally, I'd drive out and drive back in.
This was mainly to conserve skill uses as much as possible.
Hunters always rationed their skills.
There were more days I slept without maxing out uses than days I did.
In unpredictable sinkholes, skill uses were like extra lives.
But that wasn't the only reason I conserved them.
Truth be told, consideration for my brother played a bigger role.
When I wasn't home, he used VR for his naughty fun.
He'd strip down, climb into the VR rig, and jerk off with some high-tech onahole.
How embarrassing would it be if his little sister barged in suddenly?
So I gave him a heads-up.
I'd call before heading home and make sure the car sounded like it was entering the apartment complex, giving him time to clean up.
"But... today, I just can't bring myself to do it."
Was he even home in the first place?
Was he still glued to Hye-jeong-unnie at the massage parlor?
Maybe thrusting away on the bed?
Bumping hips, navels pressing together, sucking lips, tangling tongues, mixing fluids...
"Hoo..."
I exhaled deeply and stepped into the wormhole.
If I went looking for him and left the house...
If I caught him glued to some other woman...
I couldn't predict how I'd react.
"Please be home, Oppa..."
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......
I returned to my room and stood in front of the door.
Then I let out a sigh of relief.
Sounds were coming from outside the door.
A faint, delicious smell wafted in too.
"Is he cooking?"
I reached for the doorknob, then glanced down at my hand.
I'd wiped it roughly, but the bloodstains weren't fully gone.
Obviously not my blood.
Lee Seom-unnie had taken out the monster in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't leftover Amazones either.
This was the blood of those men we couldn't save.
Blood from people raped by villains and fed to monsters.
I turned and walked to the vanity.
I faced myself in the mirror.
"Should I wash up... and come back?"
The woman staring back made even me flinch—her edge was that sharp.
Long black hair cascading down, piercing eyes glaring at me.
It wasn't intentional.
Sinkholes always made my nerves hypersensitive.
One slip and you lose your life.
No matter your rank, you couldn't let your guard down.
"My emotions are running high... old expression's coming back."
The heightened mood wouldn't settle.
I hadn't even torn apart any monsters myself...
Seeing people die in front of me wasn't new...
Yet I felt like I was regressing to my old self.
The days I feared entering sinkholes.
The days I killed villains with my own hands.
The days my emotions constantly surged.
It felt like those feelings were reviving.
I wiped the blood off my hands first.
My clothes were already dirty from handling bodies, so a bit more blood wouldn't matter. Black fabric hid it well anyway.
Could I face Oppa like this?
Would he be scared of me?
Could I confront him while still being considerate?
I didn't know.
What should I say first when I go out?
What words would smoothly resolve this?
Right.
Just focus on not hitting him.
Resolve it with words as much as possible.
For his sake. And mine.
I forced my fist to relax and smiled at the mirror.
An awkward smile bloomed in the vanity mirror.
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"It's tough doing this after so long..."
When was the last time I cooked? Eight years ago? Seven?
Once Ji-su started making a name as an S-Rank hunter and money flowed into the house, I mostly ordered delivery.
Even when I cooked, it was just tossing a meal kit with a few extras.
"This better work..."
Hye-jeong insisted on reforming Ji-su with my holy cock, but I disagreed.
She couldn't even take it fully because of her hymen—what kind of reforming was that?
Better to kneel and beg profusely.
Ji-su was scary when mad, but she forgave proper apologies easily.
So I pivoted to seeking forgiveness like this.
I searched online for stuff like 'how to calm your girlfriend down.'
From insane ideas like makeup sex to 'wanna touch my tits?'—all sorts online.
I drew inspiration from one.
"Use shared memories with your girlfriend..."
That's why I was cooking.
Make nostalgic dishes, set the table, wear nostalgic clothes, and wait for my little sister.
Appeal to sympathy.
Once Ji-su got back, I'd grovel that it was unavoidable due to the mission.
"Hm... The uniform's a bit tight..."
The school uniform I'd dug out felt unfamiliar.
Especially the snug pants.
"Skinny jeans were the trend back then... So uncomfortable..."
Uniform pants tight like skinny jeans.
My grown cock peeked through inside.
Clearing missions had enlarged it quite a bit.
Current specs: length 14cm, girth 13cm.
Full erection: long enough to think, 'Huh? Pretty big.'
Thick enough that the glans wouldn't fit in a toilet paper roll.
And this wasn't just for erections.
Mission gains applied even flaccid.
Even fully soft, it was longer and thicker than before.
"Does Ji-su still have her uniform...? She looked so pretty in it..."
"...What?"
"......"
Ji-su's voice from behind startled me into a shudder.
I froze mid-stir of the curry.
My gaze dropped to the crotch of my uniform pants and stayed locked.
"Y-You're back?"
"......"
I turned off the gas and slowly turned around.
Ji-su stood silently by the table.
Staring intently at the food laid out.
"H-Hungry, right? I... tried setting this up after ages."
"......"
"Remember? We ate like this a lot back then... Curry and beef radish soup... Your favorites..."
"......"
Ji-su slowly raised her eyes.
The moment our gazes met, every hair on my body stood on end.
Was this how a rabbit felt before a tiger?
A mouse before a cat?
"J-Ji-su... If this is about the photo I sent... B-Bro will explain everything. Okay?"
"......"
Ji-su fully lifted her head, her face expressionless as she stared at me.
Then she strode toward me.
Shouldn't have mentioned the photo?
Should I have knelt and bowed first?
As Ji-su entered the kitchen, I backed away, trying to put distance between us.
But it had limits. I only managed a few steps before hitting the kitchen wall.
"J-Ji-su?"
Ji-su closed in tight and grabbed my uniform tie.