Chapter 7
Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: [Reality] There's No Way My Little Sister Is This Much of a Bitch
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"Hey! Open the damn door already! You deaf or what?"
The front door had barely swung open when a shrill voice pierced the air.
Silver hair swayed with her movements, and ruby-red eyes—eyes so striking no one would believe they belonged to a human—glared right at me.
Lee Arin.
My one and only little sister.
"I was gaming and didn't hear you."
"God, you're hopeless, Joon. All grown up and still rotting away in your room like a shut-in, playing games all day."
My sister—Lee Arin—unloaded her venom before even kicking off her shoes.
She never called me "bro." Basic stuff like "piglet," "loser," or "human trash" was her go-to repertoire.
When we were kids, she'd trailed after me like a sticky gumdrop, chanting "Oppa! Oppa!" nonstop... I couldn't even remember the last time I'd heard that word.
"Move."
Arin shoved my shoulder and barged inside.
A whiff of shampoo and her fresh, youthful scent brushed past my nose.
"Whoa... this place is a total pigsty. Do you ever clean?"
She pinched her nose and wrinkled her face.
"Ugh, fuck. What the hell is that smell? Something's rotting."
"...Dunno?"
I sniffed around, but all I caught was Arin's insanely intoxicating aroma.
'Is my nose just used to it?'
She stared at me like I'd lost my mind.
"...It's like days-old body odor mixed with sweat, making me wanna puke. Air this place out, you psycho."
"I showered yesterday..."
"Bullshit."
Thinking back, I'd fetched water from the well in [Abyss Miner] and washed up there. Today, I'd mined my ass off and jumped straight back to reality without showering.
Arin strode into the living room.
Her short pink dolphin shorts revealed creamy white thighs that smacked me right in the eyes.
She wore nothing up top but a loose white tee, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide the pronounced curves that jiggled with every step.
'Fuck.'
I swallowed hard without thinking.
She's my sister, but fine, I'll admit it.
She's drop-dead gorgeous.
Out on the street, guys would line up for her number. She's idol-centerfolds-level hot, the kind that slaps you across the face.
And her tits? Massive.
Natural E-cups.
Our genes must've funneled every scrap of nutrition straight to her chest and face—nothing left for me.
"...Hold up."
Arin, slamming her bag down irritably, turned to look at me.
Normally, she'd snap her gaze away in disgust, but today her stare lingered oddly.
"What'd you do?"
"Do about what?"
"Your face looks... smoother or something?"
She tilted her head.
"It used to look like moldy tangerine peel, but today you almost pass for human. Those nasty pockmarks seem faded too. I figured you'd pulled an all-nighter gaming and wrecked yourself, but your skin actually looks better?"
"..."
Her usual vicious jabs aside.
"Looking more human" probably meant my Charm had gone up.
Status window definitely showed Charm at -10, right?
That's a whopping +10 from the pre-awakening -20.
Still negative as hell, total trash-tier, but before, one glance made people want to hurl in revulsion.
Now? Just kinda ugly guy territory.
Plus, my trait [[Earth's Blessing]] probably helped.
Boosts overall physical recovery, so skin improvements make sense.
Of course, the first to notice would be this sharp-tongued sister of mine.
Strange feeling.
"No way you could afford dermatology. You just sleep all day?"
"Mind your own business."
"Hmph, drawing lines on a pumpkin won't make it a watermelon. You're still ugly—don't get cocky."
Predictably, no praise without a kicker.
Arin snorted and plunked her insulated bag on the table.
"Mom sent side dishes over today—that's why I'm here. Don't flatter yourself thinking I came to see you. And don't expect me to fridge 'em for your lazy ass."
"Yeah, got it. I'll handle it. Thanks."
"Thanks my ass. Look at this pigsty. You really gonna live like this? Mom would faint if she saw. I only came in 'cause I'm family—anyone else would've called the cops the second the door opened."
Arin scanned my room, sighing with contempt.
Cola cans scattered on the floor, discarded socks, half-eaten ramen cups.
Even I had to admit it was bad.
"Eww, the smell! I'm gonna hurl."
Unable to take it, she marched to the window.
Scraaaape—! Slam!
Cold air rushed in as she flung it open, but she didn't stop.
She rummaged in her shopping bag and pulled out a dingy-looking spray can.
"Wash up and clean for once, huh? Act like a human!"
Psssh—! Shhhhh—!
Arin went wild, spraying air freshener everywhere—mid-air, on the bed, over my clothes, every corner.
Even aimed straight at me.
"Hey! What the fuck? Trying to kill me?"
"Stay still. Disinfecting. Killing your filthy germs."
Finally satisfied, she set the can down.
"Phew, now it's livable."
"...Bullshit's a disease."
"What'd you say?"
I sighed and bent to grab a fallen T-shirt from the floor.
That's when it happened.
"Hey, ignoring me?"
Arin blocked my path, annoyed.
In that instant.
"..."
Her cleavage spilled out from the T-shirt, fully exposed.
So huge they defied gravity, leaning forward in a spectacular view.
Faint bra strap marks showed through the thin fabric, those heavy mounds swaying with every motion.
Throb.
Blood rushed downstairs.
Of course, no visible tenting.
Not packing monster truck down there.
'At least she won't notice I popped a boner for my sister. Small mercies.'
Tears welled up.
Relieved my dick's small.
But what can you do?
She's blood-related.
If she caught me hard, my life's socially nuked that day.
Hell, half-nuked already.
Why do you think I was kicked out to this tiny studio apartment and living alone?
It wasn’t because of work or university.
Until recently I was just doing part-time jobs and hadn’t even stepped foot inside a university—I’m a high school graduate.
There was only one reason.
It happened two years ago.
I thought no one was home, so I grabbed Ah-rin’s panties from the laundry basket like usual and went into my room.
White lace panties.
I was burying my nose in my little sister’s panties, sniffing them while jerking off.
Bang.
The door suddenly opened.
It was Mom.
In my hand was Ah-rin’s panties with my nose pressed against them, and thick precum was dripping from my cock as I stroked it furiously.
I still remember the look of utter contempt in Mom’s eyes, and how she quietly took the panties from my hand and closed the door without a word.
That evening, Mom silently handed me a bankbook and said:
‘Get out. I won’t tell Ah-rin, so just leave and live on your own. Don’t come home, and don’t let me see your face.’
It was essentially exile.
I was driven out of the house and treated like a sex offender.
Ah-rin probably thinks I left because I wanted to live independently.
If she ever found out the truth, she would have brought a kitchen knife instead of side dishes today.
“Ah, seriously, I can’t even look at this anymore.”
Ah-rin grimaced and clicked her tongue, then kicked the trash bag in the corner of the living room.
“I’ll do it.”
When I tried to take the bag from her, she slapped my hand away.
“No thanks. I’ll probably catch germs if your hands touch it. It defeats the purpose of cleaning.”
Then she bent over deeply and started picking up the cans scattered on the floor.
‘Haa.’
The view from behind made me choke on my breath.
Her dolphin shorts rode up, blatantly revealing the line of her ass.
The soft, white, firm inner thighs and the panty line visible between them.
White.
White lace panties.
My mind went blank.
It was exactly the same design as the ones I had ruined two years ago.
It probably wasn’t the exact same pair, but very similar.
The moment I saw those panties, the intensely arousing scent I had smelled back then flashed through my nose.
My cock was so hard it hurt.
‘I’m going crazy, for real.’
Right now my stats were Strength 11.9 and Agility 11.7.
More than double that of an average adult male.
Honestly, I could overpower a non-awakened girl like Ah-rin with one hand.
If I rushed her right now, grabbed her slender wrist, pinned her to the floor, covered that arrogant mouth, and…
She would resist, of course.
‘What the hell are you doing! Are you crazy? Lee Jun, you fucking bastard!’ she would scream.
But she wouldn’t be able to overcome my strength.
I would spread those white legs and force myself inside.
Gulp.
Just imagining it made saliva pool in my mouth.
Scenes from Abyssal Mine flashed through my mind.
The pleasure I felt when I broke Pockmark’s arm yesterday.
The thrill of trampling someone with my power.
Those experiences were strangely mixing with my sexual desire and egging me on.
‘I can do it. Right now.’
My little sister wouldn’t be able to move.
I wanted to see those eyes that always looked at me with contempt and treated me like a bug fill with fear toward her older brother.
The project of restoring my dignity as her oppa.
Swish.
Without realizing it, I reached my hand toward her defenselessly exposed ass.
“Ah, fuck, seriously. Who the hell spits gum on the floor? Do you want to die? Lee Jun, you fucking piece of shit.”
Ah-rin looked disgusted and started furiously rubbing the floor.
At that moment, my mind snapped back to reality.
‘You crazy bastard. What the hell are you thinking?’
This wasn’t inside a comic.
This wasn’t the comic world like Abyssal Mine.
This was the real world.
The Republic of Korea, a country ruled by law.
If I raped my own little sister here?
I’d be in handcuffs immediately.
No matter how much stronger I had become after awakening, I was still at the bottom among hunters.
I couldn’t beat the police force made up of state-affiliated hunters. Even if I ran, I’d have to live as a wanted criminal for the rest of my life.
I couldn’t throw my entire life into the gutter for a single moment of pleasure.
I still had so much to enjoy.
I had to meet the Succubus Queen, become the king of a harem, and there were countless heroines I could access once I leveled up.
Most importantly,
I might even lose the last remaining family ties I had.
“Ha…”
A wave of self-loathing washed over me.
I pulled my hand back and clenched my fist tightly.
‘Am I really that pathetic?’
This damn sexual desire was truly a curse.
“Hey, don’t just stand there like an idiot. Go get me the rag.”
“…Okay.”
I obediently went to the bathroom, washed the rag, and brought it back.
While washing it, I also splashed some water on my face.
The cold water seemed to cool down the heat filling my head.
My erection was still twitching and painful,
but at least my mind had calmed down a little.
“Here.”
“You could’ve brought it faster. You’re so slow.”
My little sister snatched the rag and started scrubbing the floor vigorously.
Every time she lowered her head, her hair fell forward and covered her face. Between the strands, I could see beads of sweat on her white neck.
“Living alone, at least clean up after yourself… haa…”
Muttering complaints, Ah-rin stood up and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
The armpit area of her t-shirt was soaked with sweat, making her skin faintly visible, and her sweaty scent wafted over, driving me crazy.
Internet armpit photos I had seen before overlapped with Ah-rin’s armpits in my mind.
After some time, Ah-rin threw the rag aside.
“Ugh, I’m tired. Hey, I’m done roughly cleaning, so I’m leaving. Put the side dishes in the fridge before they spoil. If you let them go bad and throw them out, I’ll kill you.”
“Yeah, go ahead.”
“Look at that attitude. And call Mom sometime. What kind of son doesn’t even make one phone call?”
When Mom was mentioned, a sting hit my chest.
Even though she had kicked me out, she still sent side dishes through my little sister.
The fact that she still took care of a son who jerked off to his sister’s panties made my chest ache.
“Got it. I will.”
“Make sure you do. And seriously, wash up and live properly! You smell so bad I don’t even want to be near you. There’s body wash in the shopping bag, so use it. Please.”
Ah-rin waved her hand dismissively as she headed to the front door.
Bang.
The door closed.
Silence returned to the room.
The wind coming through the window swayed the curtains, and in the air, the scent of the air freshener Ah-rin had sprayed mixed with her unique sweet body scent.
“Haa…”
I really almost did something stupid.
It seemed like gaining traits had made me way too overconfident.
‘Be careful. Reality is reality.’
I needed to make the distinction.
Inside the comic, I could be a god and a king, but here I was just the shut-in loser Lee Jun.
Of course, if I succeeded as a hunter, things would be different—but not yet.
“Let’s put away the side dishes.”
I opened the insulated bag.
Napa cabbage kimchi, stir-fried anchovies, braised beef, and stir-fried dried squid.
All my favorites.
My throat tightened.
I had no idea why she would still take care of a pathetic son who stole his little sister’s panties to jerk off.
My eyes grew hot.
“I’m going to succeed. For real.”
I put the side dish containers into the fridge.
I would definitely succeed and return home with dignity.
I would become successful enough to slap Ah-rin across the face with wads of cash so she could never look at me like a bug again.
But even now, something refused to go down.
Of course, it was my dick.
Whether it was the lingering scent Ah-rin left behind or the cleavage I saw earlier,
it was still rock hard.
“Fuck…”
I wouldn’t be able to sleep like this.
The desire I had suppressed earlier was twisting and trying to burst out in a grotesque way.
Naturally, I walked over and sat down in front of the computer.
With familiar movements, I opened the folder.
[Secret Hobby] → [Animation] → [Hardcore]
Out of the many videos, there was only one I was looking for.
[The Corrupting Silver-Haired Saintess]
It was the hentai I had used the most so far.
The female protagonist in the thumbnail had silver hair and red eyes.
A saintess who believed in God, yet had huge breasts, a foul personality, and a dirty mouth—an exact carbon copy of Ah-rin.
“Haa…”
The moment I played the video, the female character appeared, shouting sharply.
Her appearance overlapped perfectly with Ah-rin, who had just yelled at me.
“Ugh, fuck… Ah-rin…”
Without realizing it, her name slipped out of my mouth.
The immoral pleasure of fantasizing about my real little sister while jerking off to a fictional character amplified the ecstasy.
“Oppa… ugh, oppa was wrong…”
When the saintess on the screen sobbed and moaned, I reached my limit.
“Hngh!”
With a short groan, my body trembled.
“Haa…”
I roughly cleaned up with tissue and pulled my pants back up.
That was when I heard a noise outside the front door.
I tensed up, thinking Ah-rin had come back, but it was just the sound of something being set down.
It was a delivery.
I thought it would take two more days, but it arrived faster than expected.
Rip.
Inside the box, the items I had ordered were shining beautifully.