How Does Brother Namgung Know About Deep-Sea Fish…?
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When the next round of the king game came and the lots were drawn, the one who became king was none other than Seol Yuhwa.
"Ah— It's my turn to be king this time…? Then… I'll do the same as Yuhee. Number one has to touch number two's breasts."
"Nngh……."
"Heehee, I hope Seowol is number one this time? From the look of him earlier, he was dying to get his hands on them."
"Ah, n-no. I never thought anything of the sort……."
Im Seowol waved his hands in frantic denial at Seol Yuhee's teasing, yet the deep flush on his cheeks betrayed a desire he could not hide. From his perspective, being buried between four breasts in the first round had already been an unimaginable windfall—but the chance to touch the twins' chests with his own hands, something he had never even dreamed possible, was an opportunity he never wanted to let slip away again.
"Really? What a shame— If you'd just been honest and said you wanted to touch them, I would have let you feel them as much as you liked."
Seol Yuhee gathered her own breasts in both hands and thrust them toward Im Seowol in open display. Against their owner's will, his eyes locked onto that deep, generous cleavage.
"Wh-what?! R-really……?"
The way Im Seowol floundered at Seol Yuhee's casual teasing—his figure growing more and more androgynously beautiful of late—was more than enough to stoke the twins' particular appetites.
Ugh, that slutty virgin-female scent……! I want to ruin him into a complete mess of a girl right now……!
Yuhee, don't get too impatient. After all, this one is in our hands tonight.
For the briefest instant the twins' expressions turned suspiciously predatory; Seol Yuhwa shot her sister a look and tapped the table with her finger. The exchange registered in Im Seowol's peripheral vision.
B-breasts…….
Fortunately for the twins, every scrap of Im Seowol's attention was glued to Seol Yuhee's enormous chest, and so he squandered one of the few chances he might have had to notice the strange undercurrent.
"Anyway, let's hurry up and see who got which number. Come on—."
"Ah, y-yes……."
Startled back to himself by Seol Yuhwa's smiling urging, Im Seowol checked the character written on his lot.
"N-number one…… it seems."
Seol Yuhee, who had been peering at the number beside him, clapped him on the back as if she had been waiting for exactly this.
"Ooh— Congratulations! Well, it was a fifty-fifty chance, so you were bound to get it on the second try. ……Anyway, here. The breasts you've been dreaming of! Just don't knead them too hard, okay?"
She pressed right up against him, slipped her hands into her own clothes, and tugged the top down past her shoulders so her breasts would be easy to fondle. Im Seowol found himself staring, from mere inches away, at Seol Yuhee's chest—nipples and the full side-curves completely exposed.
Yuhee, can't you present your breasts a little more seductively?
Hmm? A virgin like him probably prefers the casual vibe I give off.
It's less 'casual' and more 'scary big-sister energy.' He's going to be terrified….
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Lake Baikal occasionally yields rare deep-sea fish, among them the anglerfish. That particular deep-sea creature lures prey with the glowing lure at the tip of the tentacle on its head—and the twin sisters Seol Yuhwa and Seol Yuhee were using their lush female bodies exactly like that glowing lure.
"Nngh………."
The unlucky prey snared by that lure, Im Seowol, slipped his trembling hands into the open front of Seol Yuhee's clothes as if announcing to the entire world, This is the first time I've ever touched a woman's breasts.
Squish, squish.
Slowly, and as gently as he had been told, he kneaded Seol Yuhee's breasts—breasts so large they would not even fit in his hands. Unlike Maeng Harang's springy buttocks, which he had touched by pure chance—actually by Maeng Harang's design—a woman's breasts were the very incarnation of softness itself, meltingly soft rather than elastic.
"Haa……."
Im Seowol exhaled a hot breath to hide his excitement, and found himself moved as well.
He had always been a good student, yet his family's circumstances had never been enough to give that gifted mind a proper higher education. His father had worked late into the night as an escort guard—later Im Seowol learned the man had actually been shaking down gullible passers-by in the red-light district—and had supported his studies. In the end Im Seowol had clawed his way through fierce competition and entered the Imperial Academy on pure merit.
Then a certain young master of the Namgung clan had appeared, and dark clouds had gathered over his life. After learning the truth about his father from that young master, he had been forced to train in a bizarre martial art in exchange for his father's life, to put on careful makeup every morning, and even to wear a chastity belt.
The humiliation of those days…… well. It had not quite driven him to suicide, but if his father's life had not been on the line he would gladly have abandoned his studies and fled.
Yet life is full of unexpected turns, is it not? However it had come about, Im Seowol was now fondling the breasts of the Ice Palace twin sisters—women he would never even have dared speak to in his wildest imaginings before.
How can a human body be this soft……?
Swallowing the desire to spend the rest of his life just like this, touching these breasts, Im Seowol diligently continued to caress Seol Yuhee.
On the other side……
Seol Yuhee, whose breasts were being fondled, was likewise holding back the urge to devour Im Seowol on the spot. The way he went completely dazed and dreamy from the slightest teasing was adorable. The way he earnestly obeyed her offhand warning not to knead too hard looked delicious. One glance at the makeup on his face and the subtly feminized lines of his body—already starting down the path of female corruption—and the desire to gobble him up right then and there boiled up like lava from an active volcano.
Of course, given her particular tastes, that "gobbling up" would look rather different from ordinary male-female coupling.
Yuhwa, can't we just go upstairs right now?
Seol Yuhee, her carnivorous female instincts fully ignited, sent a signal to the sister who was like her other half—only to receive a thoroughly principled reply.
No. Once we cross into a sexual dynamic, we'll never get to enjoy the romance again. Wouldn't it be a waste to tumble straight into bed with such a cute one? Besides, we still need time for the drug to spread.
……Ugh, you're right. Fine.
Seol Yuhwa's words were something Seol Yuhee herself agreed with, so until her sister finally gave the signal to end the breast-fondling, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and suppress the vulgar urge to strip Im Seowol's chest bare right there and go whirl-whirl-whirl on him.
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They had already administered the drug with the first round of breast-touching and captured his heart with the second; after that it was simply a matter of playing happily. Games like eating a long sweet confection from opposite ends until their lips met, or rolling a fourteen-sided die and performing whatever slightly naughty penalty came up.
After the three of them had enjoyed a suitable amount of drinking-party games, when the alcohol had loosened them just enough and Seol Yuhwa judged that the drug she had applied to Im Seowol's chest had fully taken effect, she delivered the classic line of seduction.
"Haa…… I must be drunk— I'm getting tired……. Shall we go upstairs and rest together……?"
But Im Seowol was nothing more than a diligent honor student, so he began to say something utterly tone-deaf.
"I-I'm still fi—"
Seeing that, Seol Yuhee cut him off with brutal directness.
"Oh, come on—! Don't you want to do something dirty too? Take it when it's offered!"
Her words turned Im Seowol's face scarlet and shut his mouth. That final blow settled it; the three of them rose and made their unhurried way to the second-floor room they had reserved in advance.
Yet as they climbed the stairs Im Seowol's heart grew heavier and heavier. Having come this far, and seeing the twins' behavior that made it plain they intended to spend the night with him, he realized he could no longer hide the secret between his legs.
"I-I'm truly sorry, but there's something I must tell you……."
Still seated between them exactly as they had been at the drinking table, Im Seowol fought down shame so intense his face felt ready to burst and began to confess the secret he had never wanted to speak.
"Why? Too drunk?"
At Seol Yuhee's casual question he shook his head. The liquor itself had never been strong; somewhere in the Western Regions it would barely have counted as a beverage.
"………Th-that is………."
If he confessed that he was wearing a chastity belt for certain reasons…… just how much of a pervert would he look?
"I-I…… well, my family has debts. The interest fell a little behind, so until at least the interest is paid…… this……"
Having essentially steeled himself for social suicide, Im Seowol gave a brief explanation, squeezed his eyes shut, and pulled down the front of his lower garments to reveal the transparent chastity belt.
"I-I-I'm wearing…… a chastity belt."
He had not been able to bring himself to look at the twins' faces while lowering his trousers. When they remained completely silent no matter how long he waited, he slowly opened his eyes.
"………?"
The twins he finally managed to meet were simply wearing strange little smiles.
"There are quite a few like that."
"Right. Cute ones who catch our fancy the way you do usually turn out to be wearing chastity belts. We're women so we wouldn't know, but maybe it's a trend among men?"
Im Seowol could not hide his confusion at words that shattered his entire worldview.
"N-no, is…… is that really true……?"
"Who knows? We heard Seowol-nim has spent his whole life studying. So who do you think has more experience—Seowol-nim, or us?"
"At least every cute one we've seen was wearing a chastity belt. And look, Seowol, you're wearing one right now too."
"That's……… true, but."
Still unable to accept the twins' claim, Im Seowol showed no sign of conviction. Before he knew it Seol Yuhee had drawn close, wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and began gently patting his back.
"Heehee, I thought it was some huge secret— You had me worried. It's fine. We actually think that part of you is cute too?"
"Is that so……."
The twins' unexpectedly kind reaction, plus the strange sensation of being hugged and patted by another person, melted into a warm resonance that loosened Im Seowol's heart.
"There, there. Don't take it to heart. Even if we don't use that cute little thing between your legs, we can still have plenty of fun."
"Yuhee's right. We didn't come here because of Seowol-nim's manhood—we came because we like Seowol-nim himself. So just relax—"
The twins embraced him once more from either side.
Now there was no escape left for the prey.