Chapter 189 – Step-Sister and Sister-in-Law
She went back to her room after dinner and she was going to hug Freya and Illina and lie down, but Borden, her father, informed her of the call for her aria.
At dinner, Borden told me about Arya’s call, so at night I asked Irina, who was lying next to me, to go to the imperial palace.
“Illina, can you go to the imperial palace tomorrow with your brother?”
“Tomorrow? Tomorrow… Let’s go with Freya-sister.”
Illina wanted to go to the imperial palace with Freya, but Freya, who came out of her bathroom after she finished taking a shower, had no intention of doing so.
Drying her damp hair, Freya asked Illina and I to spend some time together since she would not go to the imperial palace.
“Brother! Sister! What kind of person is the princess?”
“She’s Illina. I’ve never met her, so I don’t know.”
It was largely due to my influence that Ilya never made her official debut in the social circle where she could meet and chat with Arya and never even attend the banquet hall.
“It’s because Winter wraps around Illina so much.”
“If you were a sister, you would be the same.”
As much as Ilina, who had a strong Bracon temperament, I had a strong Siscom temperament at some point, and I hated other men staring at Ilina in her.
From the moment I met Horunal and Durohan of the Marquis of Falkan, who were dens of pedophiles, my siscom temperament seemed to have strengthened.
“I’ve never been to a banquet hall before. Can I do well?”
“Illina is more mature than Aria.”
“Huh? Winter, don’t you think that’s the case?”
“Freya-sister should stay with Aria.”
“Brother… The princess is a scary personality…?”
Freya, who debuted in her social circle and attended banquets, often met Aria with me, and every time, Aria thoroughly followed her etiquette and behaved.
Freya respected herself and took good care of Aria, who was full of grace even in her actions, and she formed a good friendship with Aria, as usual with her friendly personality.
“Illina has nothing to worry about because she and Winter will meet the princess.”
“Sister, how close the princess and her brother are, so I don’t have to worry?”
Ilya, who was lying next to me, dried her hair and went into Freya’s arms on her bed, her eyes widening at the sight of her close sisters.
Tomorrow, nervous about meeting Arya for the first time, Freya comforted Ilyna, who buried her face in her Freya’s chest.
“To the extent that Arya clings to her brother?”
“Sister also agrees with Winter’s words a little…”
“What is a little bit?”
“It’s true that the princess likes winter… But it wasn’t enough to cling to.”
Freya, who had a characteristic eye smile, refuted my words and lifted her chin slightly, and I gently lowered her chin.
“Nuna, your face is funny now.”
“Ah…! Did I… Just look ugly…?”
Looking down at a woman with her chin pressed down, she looked ugly, if not quite pretty, but Freya didn’t.
The impression of a arrogant cat turned into a slightly unfair cat, but she still showed off her beautiful looks, and I shook my head.
Even though she shook her head and said that she had never been pretty, Freya, who was emotional at dawn, smiled and stroked my cheek.
“I don’t like having Illina alone, sister, is it okay?”
“Hmm…♡ Than Illina… Although he often took it all to himself…”
Lying on the opposite side of Ilyna, who buried her face in Freya’s chest, raised her face on Freya’s chest and her hand that had been stroking her cheek stroked her hair.
I rubbed her face against Freya’s soft breasts and tried to talk to Illina in front of me, but Ilina was muttering to herself quietly.
“Huh… Even the princess… You shouldn’t cling to your brother…”
“Illina?”
Bracon Illina couldn’t help but worry about the fact that beautiful and attractive women were attracted to me.
“Illina, Winter says she has something to say.”
“My brother… Has too many women…”
Mary, who grew up as a childhood friend with a beautiful appearance and a voluptuous body, has an elegant yet slightly bewitching atmosphere.
Freya, who is the only one in the grand duke’s family, boasts unrivaled beauty and a friendly personality with her arrogant cat figure and pink hair.
Her warm brown hair and eyes are impressive, but her charismatic appearance and well-proportioned figure are beautiful, the heroine Chloe.
“Illina, oops!”
“Huh? Oppa… When did you come here…?”
Illina is anxious just because of Mary, Freya, and Chloe, but when she says that even though she is the princess, she likes me, even Arya, who claims to be the most beautiful woman in the empire, makes her anxiety even greater.
“You say your brother has too many women?”
“Woman… A lot of things are right…”
As her anxiety increased, she pulled Ilina out of Freya’s arms, locked her in her arms, and made eye contact with her. Ilina avoided her eyes.
I didn’t want to send Illina to another man, just as Bracon temperament Illina hated sending me to another woman.
“Will Irina marry your brother when she grows up?”
“Ugh…!! Oppa and I… Can’t get married…”
When she was young, Ilina, who had the energy to sing a song saying she would marry me, sadly faced the reality of the imperial law that she could not marry her blood relatives.
“When I was young, I used to say that I would marry you, but do you remember Freya-sister?”
“I still vividly remember Ilyna marrying Winter in front of her father and her mother.”
“Brother and sister… Forget about that…”
Illina, who covered my mouth and Freya’s mouth talking about dark history with her hand, could just change the imperial law against incestuous marriage.
Five years later, a dungeon appeared on the continent of Arkansas, and as long as it was solved, Illina and I had enough reasons to get married.
“Illina proposed to me, so I can’t forget it.”
“Lina at that time was so cute that I think it would be hard to forget her sister too. I’m sorry.”
“Ah! Brother and sister! I hate you both! I’ll sleep alone!”
After staying in her room until she fell asleep, Ilya, who felt like she would have to listen to embarrassing black history, said she would sleep alone and went back to her own room.
“Sister, I’ll bring Illina.”
“No…! She said she would sleep alone… Let’s understand… ♡”
Freya, who held my arm to bring her Illina, bit her lips at the top of her pulled up, and saw her smooth belly and a cute, tucked navel.
Just as she had in her secret space, she inserted the object between Freya’s thighs and cunt, and the pleasure of her cunt and clitoris was steadily increased.
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[Name: Freya Demicher]
– Age: 18
– Role: Super Assassin
– Height: 160cm Weight: 47kg
– Likeability: 92 Excitement: 36
– Loyalty: 100
– Preferred play:
– Special settings:
– In my heart: My younger brother… He’s handsome…♡
– Target development figures
Bust : 100/100 Nipple : 100/100
Pussy: 05/100 Anal: 00/100
Clitoris: 03/100
– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
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After waking up from Freya’s morning kiss, in Freya’s status window, the likability and development levels of her pussy and clitoris increased by 1.
As the level of the relationship increased, Freya, whose affinity level began to exceed 90, confirmed that I had woken up and went back to her room to dress up.
“Illina, can you do a good job controlling the winter season?”
“Yes!
Freya straightened up and went to the front of the carriage to see her off, telling Illina that I could hear everything, and Ilana also answered in a loud voice.
“Illina, we’re leaving soon.”
“Sister, I’ll buy you a present. Bye!”
“Be careful and go. Have a good winter.”
After saying goodbye to Freya, Illina climbed into the carriage and I looked around and approached Freya.
“Only in words?”
“Winter…! There are people watching…!”
Whether the coachman saw it, the maids, the servants, the servants, or the maids, there was no one to say anything about me being kissed by my sister, Freya.
“Brother! When are you coming?”
“Find Illina. Quickly.”
“Nike…♡ Illina is waiting…! Get in the carriage quickly…!”
Freya’s lips touched my cheek and then fell, and Freya, blushing, turned away without seeing me get into the carriage.
As I climbed into her carriage, watching Freya’s back as she entered the castle, Ilyna’s lips touched my cheek as I quickly sat on my lap.
“Why is Freya shy about kissing her brother?”
“Is Ilina the same when she gets older than Freya?”
“I’m not ashamed of kissing my brother.”
Ilya in her adolescence felt bad that she didn’t know if she had the same thoughts as Illina now, or whether she would resent Illina now.
“By the way oppa, why didn’t Chloe get on today?”
“My brother wants to focus only on Illina!”
Wondering why Chloe, the escort knight who accompanied her on the way to the imperial palace, wasn’t there, her carriage was so wide that she could hug Ilina and stand up.
“Kyaa!! Oppa! Drop me down! High!!”
She said that she was only focusing on Illina, but Chloe, who was a loyal knight and had a lustful special setting called [Smell fetish], Was carrying out my orders.
As she played pranks on Illina, she thought of Chloe, who must have been doing my bidding, so her carriage arrived at the imperial palace in the blink of an eye.
“Haa… Did you bring another girl today?”
“Do you see my sister as a woman too?”
“I said ‘girl’ because she’s my sister.”
When she arrived at the imperial palace, she met Arya, and she almost felt better because there was no escort knight, Chloe, with a beautiful appearance and body behind me.
“Aria sister… Hello…”
“Lady Demicher, nice to meet you.”
Arya, almost feeling better, received Illina’s greeting as coldly as her chilled expression when Ilina, who had been hiding behind me, greeted her.
“Ilya, go sit on the couch over there.”
“Yea, I got it…”
In her carriage, as I told her, Ilina greeted Arya by calling her sister.
Ilina, who shrugged her shoulders and bowed her head at Aria’s cold reaction when meeting her for the first time, went to sit on her sofa and I took her Aria to the corner of her room.
“Aria. Get close with your future sister-in-law.”
“Preliminary sister-in-law…?”
“Wouldn’t you marry me?”
“You… Don’t talk nonsense.”
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[Name: Arya Arkan]
– Age : 14
– Role: Princess of the Arkan Empire
– Height: 155cm Weight: 45kg
– Likeability: 67 Excitement: 30
– Preferred play:
– Special settings:
-Inside: Sister-in-law… She’s her husband’s younger sister…!
– Target development figures
Bust : 00/100 Nipple : 00/100
Pussy: 00/100 Anal: 00/100
Clitoris: 00/100
– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
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Arya’s excitement level rose to 30 at the word marriage. She was, of course, not sexually aroused, but embarrassed or embarrassed, but it didn’t matter.
“Where is Aria who said ‘I’ when she said she was marrying Mary?”
“Shut up. It was a few years ago… I have no intention of marrying you.”
Aria, who kept her mouth shut, saying that she had no intention of getting married, raised the corners of her mouth awkwardly as she sat down in front of Ilyna.
“Was it difficult… To come to the imperial palace?”
“Yes? Yes! It was fun to come with my brother!”
———————–
[Name: Arya Arkan]
– Age : 14
– Role: Princess of the Arkan Empire
– Height: 155cm Weight: 45kg
– Likeability: 67 Excitement: 40
– Preferred play:
– Special settings:
– Inner mind: Because there is nothing wrong with looking good… That’s why…
– Target development figures
Bust : 00/100 Nipple : 00/100
Pussy: 00/100 Anal: 00/100
Clitoris: 00/100
– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
———————–
As she cast her absurd glances at Aria, who was trying to impress her prospective sister-in-law, Illina, Aria rationalized her behavior within herself.
“Illina, you can say what you want to say to Aria.”
“Now? No! It hasn’t been long since she met the princess…!”
“Lady Demicher…? Is there anything you want to say to me?”
Arya, who hated being called to the imperial palace often, said that if I met Arya, she would say something harsh, but she was so nervous that she couldn’t speak properly.
Arya, who wanted to impress her prospective sister-in-law, was just as nervous as Ilina, and she was worried about what Ilina wanted to say.
“Aria, well Illina is… Yup!”
“Brother!! I’ll take care of it! Be quiet!”
“I’m fine… So you can talk comfortably.”
Irina, who blocked my mouth trying to tell her that she would tell Aria what she said, and Aria, who pretended to be uneasy yet calm, creaked from the first meeting.