How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

Chapter 6

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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Chapter 6 – I Can’t Explain the Feeling of Seeing My Name in a Wild Story

I stare blankly at the cell phone in the hand of my ‘younger sister’.
And I was so shocked that I forgot to pull up my pants.
I met the ‘little sister’s mischievous eyes.

“Hey…”
“Oh, no… Why do you want it… “

Fortunately, the photos are already covered with mosaics.
So, it would definitely be impossible to specify someone only by their appearance at first glance.
Even if it was me, I couldn’t help but think that.

“Give me, give me!”

I quickly snatched my cell phone from the hand of the ‘younger sister’ who was shaking with snoring.
And I picked up the blanket that covered my body her.
Again, I speak louder.

“You don’t even knock! Who, who wants to come in, huh!?”
“…Why is the cow screaming and fucking…”

It was a trembling voice.
And the look of bewilderment is evident.

“Ah, that’s it. Get out, get out.”

I pretend to be nonchalant as usual and wave my hands.
However, the body of the ‘younger sister’ is as stiff as a mangbuseok and does not move.

“Get out of my room.”
“… What did you do with that picture?”

The spine her was chilly.
It’s as if a chill penetrates the body.

“What, what!”
“What did you, that, sa, do with the picture…”

‘Younger sister’, muttering softly, points at my lower abdomen with her trembling fingertips.

“You, fuck… Didn’t you, dam, daughter-in-law… ?”

Obviously, the ‘younger sister’ showed signs of embarrassment, but that ‘younger sister’ was also trying to pretend to be calm like me.
I think that maybe it will be awkward for each other, so maybe it’s a ‘little sister’ kind of consideration.

“Oh, what did you say? And what if I hit my daughter? You suddenly came in, ji, damn it, really.”

My mind was dizzy.

Anyway, as for me, let alone I just got caught messing around with a picture of my ‘younger sister’.
Again, it was like I half-admitted it with my own mouth.

“That, fuck… All men are like this… You, what, you, don’t even hit daughters?”
“…”

It was the first time that such blatant obscenities had been made.
No, it’s more accurate that there’s nothing to be awkward about with this dirty talk between us.

However, now it is definitely different from usual.
It’s because I’ve never had a daughter-in-law with my ‘younger sister’, and it shouldn’t have happened, so even what happened yesterday just sucked.

But now, I couldn’t help but feel awkward.
I was so embarrassed that my voice kept shaking.

“You, really, really, are you saying that you hit me with that… ?”
“Oh, so, what? No, what about me?”

It was true, so I had to lie because what the ‘sister’ said clearly happened.

“Haaaaa…”
“Please get out, huh? You keep asking me what are you doing in my room…”

I grabbed my head as if I wasn’t sober yet.
Then, as if feeling a hangover, he groaned softly.

“… You, ha… See you later.”
“…”

It’s meaningless to me.
I kept my mouth shut and waited patiently for the ‘sister’ to leave the room.

Kiki-Tak-!

“Whoa…”

It was cold. I thought it would affect I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment.

“Haa, fuck, really… Uh huh… ”

My head is pounding.
Press down on your temples and try acupressure for a while.

And suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness rises from the lower part of the body.

“Oh, shit…”

It was soggy with spilled cum.
Not only that, but the sheets are also dirty with my cum.

“What the fuck is this…”

I was living like I was getting older, and I was in a very pitiful situation, wiping off the jizz on the blanket.
No, rather than that, it seemed like a more problematic thing to be caught by the ‘younger sister’herself while flirting with a photo of her ‘younger sister’herself.

But anyway, it’s something I never dreamed of, so I was a little fortunate.
I was mentally exhausted from the brief commotion that had just happened.

“Haaa…”

The exhausted body falls asleep.
And after finishing all the tidying up, I turned over the slightly uncomfortable blanket.

Your eyelids are getting heavier.
The pillow seemed to be warmer today.
So I was able to fall asleep quickly.

*

“…”

My head is dizzy.
And the scent from her brother’s room her earlier filled her nostrils.

“Whoa…”

I can’t tell if it’s still sober, or if it’s because of the scent from before.

“Damn it, damn it…”

… It’s a smell I sometimes smelled.
I thought that the smell that only came from my brother’s room was the so-called single-baby smell.

That would be the case, because whenever there was a smell like this, the trash bin was always full, and the smell was particularly strong in it….

But, that’s not what’s important.
The problem was that the picture on her brother’s phone earlier, the picture of her brother’s daughter-in-law, was the ‘me’ picture I had seen earlier in the email.

“Ah, uh…”

Apparently, I was trying to figure it out with the picture that arrived in my mail until just a while ago.
However, when I faced my brother’s situation like that, even the glue did not come off as well as if I had put it on my mouth.

The words that come out tremble terribly.
Without even exchanging a few words, I left the room as if running away.

“No, really… You’re a crazy bastard….”

‘486 ways to fuck your little sister’? I could understand.
Because it was a creation, because it was a novel, because it was a nonsense, I could fully understand it regardless of the material.

But, nothing else… How the hell am I supposed to accept a family member who flirts with ‘my’ pictures?

…… No matter how much I’m not my real brother, it’s been over 20 years since we lived together.
They were already close to each other, and it could be said that they were more like brother and sister than brother and sister.
Also, strictly speaking, they were brother and sister legally, so even if this was wrong, it was very wrong.

“Ah, what to do…”

It’s not just one or two things to look out for.
However, now there are too many of them, which is a problem.

It was a problem to stay still like this.
That said, it was a little like that even when I opened my mouth first.

“Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know, damn it…”

Anyway, I decided to take a break today.
Then you have to take a break anyway and throw the complicated thoughts far away.

“… You can’t even sleep now.”

I even broke the drink.
However, the tip of her nose still smelled of that scent.
Her heart was not at all troubled.
My head was still spinning to the point of dizziness.

It kept running around in my head.

‘486 ways to fuck your little sister….’

There was a memory that I read for a while before drawing the illustration.
And I figured out the personality of the character, and roughly confirmed what kind of tendency it was.

“Whoa, whoa… Whoa…”

It was work at the time, so I really didn’t mind while reading it.
Incestuous talk? In a situation where there was something more, incest was nothing to me.

… However, that has changed a bit.
There must have been no change in the content, but the me who reads it has changed.

My head keeps going blank at the thought that the person who wrote this is my older brother who was messing with pictures of ‘me’ in the room.

“… Black brown eyes, black hair….”

Unless it was dyed or lenses, this was definitely the average in Korea.
However, I was a little puzzled and worried that the heroine’s younger sister was not that common.

“That, breasts… 6, 65G…? This, this, you fucking crazy bastard, really…”

Settings that were not visible when you flipped through them start to come into view.
If it’s the same as my underwear size, can we really dismiss this as a coincidence?

“Everyone likes sweets… Well, what kind of girl doesn’t like sweets…”

It’s probably harder to find a girl you don’t like.

“Ha, hot chocolate… I like it… I fucking love it….”

In the midst of winter, it is enjoyed enough to drink instead of water.
By the way, it seems that the younger sister in this story is also like that.

“Gee, that’s fucking fucking…”

It was time to read it like that.

The bastard called the protagonist raped and ate his sister his.
Her younger sister her was also very upset, rubbing her body her.

“‘…My sister’s fuck hole tightened my cock…’ No, fuck… They don’t even have birth control… No concept, no concept…”

And the main character’s monologue is full of energy, so I can’t say anything.

“Poem, fuck… What can I say… “

Her head was hot
I thought he must have been sober, but it seems he wasn’t.

And the heat spread from her head to her body.
My body her felt warm as if I had caught a cold.

“Oh, I’m not watching. Why am I watching this…”

It was a bit of a curiosity.
However, instead of being satisfied with my curiosity, my heart grows more disturbed.

“Ah… Seriously… I’m going crazy… “

I nervously knock on the bed.
Soon, a loud bang-bang-sound rang out.
Dust flies softly.

And I grabbed the phone I had thrown away in my hand again.

This is for reference only.
There are several illustrations I have drawn, but it doesn’t make sense that I don’t know the contents of the novel properly.

“What kind of sex do you have all day? No, they all just have sex…”

Even if I skipped the next episode, skipped it, and flipped it, it was sex.
Like that, the younger sister and the main character were soaked in semen and love juice.
For the first time, the protagonist called her sister’s name her in a low voice.

“…Uh, uh, uh… Eunyoung…?”

My mouth is open and won’t close.
No, fuck … I can’t describe the feeling of seeing my name her in a wild story.

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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