Chapter 10 – My Answer.

“…”

Silence passed between my sister and me. Because I didn’t understand what you were talking about. So, I wondered if what my sister said was like a kind of confession that she really liked me, or if I was having strange thoughts again, my head was confused.
The only thing I can know is that my sister’s saliva is swirling in my mouth right now.

“Sister.”
“…”

She lifted her hand from her sister’s chest and lifted her bangs, which were covered. Her pretty eyes wandered back and forth, lost in sight, and eventually disappeared by closing her eyes tightly. I wanted to take a picture of my sister’s face, which is pretty even if I close it tightly.

“Why are your eyes closed?”
“Whoa…”

My sister said with a smile on purpose so as not to be embarrassed. I’m really confused and I don’t know if I got it right. Likes me Well, I can understand it, but it doesn’t work, so I don’t know what to say.
In the end, he said nothing.

“Why did you kiss me?”
“… Peel. No, because I like it…”
“Do not tremble. What’s the matter. I haven’t done anything wrong.”
“…”

I don’t know what he was thinking when he said that, but he hugged his sister first. The smell of the woman mixed with the smell of shampoo tickling her nose was still pleasant.
The older sister, who was held silently, stayed for a while before finally opening her mouth.

“Sorry…”
“What?”
“Useful… Nothing… So…”
“I am the one to apologize.”
“To… ?”

She wiped her older sister’s flowing face, closed the distance between her, and held her older sister’s hand. Her sister’s tremors stopped, and her erratic breathing soon calmed her down.

“What… Place?”
“My sister made me cry.”
“…”

At that time, she vowed that she would never see her sister’s tears. So she chose to keep her distance from her sister, but she couldn’t do that now, and she cared about her as much as she could, but in the end, she cried.
Every time she sees her sister crying, she thinks of that time and wants to die. It’s because I’m pathetic myself, and I still don’t know why I did this to my sister.
That’s why I don’t like seeing my sister cry.

“Hey, this is me…”
“Sister. In that case, you can just hit me while swearing at me.”
“Jiu cursing… No…”
“Because my older sister is so nice.”
“Ugh…”

She strokes her sister again and she makes her good tee. Maybe it was because we were so close together, it seemed to be warmer than before. She leaned back toward the ceiling, and her sister held her hand.

“Where do you want to go to play tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow… ?”
“Huh. It’s new, but there are many. To buy my sister’s clothes.”
“I don’t need clothes…”
“No, I need it.”
“Okay…”
“Good night.”
“…”

Perhaps in denial, instead of talking, the older sister holds her hand tightly. And I could feel the other hand grabbing my wrist as well.

“There is something else I want to say.”
“… Huh.”
“What?”
“… Answer.”
“Huh?”
“Ah, that… Answer… Do it…”
“…”

It seemed like he hadn’t given up.

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In the past, I liked my sister enough to be called a siscom. Of course, this is a story in elementary school. No matter where I went to play, when I was sleeping or eating, I couldn’t do without my sister.
Now that I think about it, the symptoms were more serious than I thought, and it was severe enough to kick the blanket. It was to the extent that I wanted to marry my older sister.
Anyway, like my sister who accepted me like this, I became a middle school student, and puberty came.

“Hey Kim Jiwoo.”
“Why.”
“Are you still talking about me to the kids?”
“I? Why?”
“Just. Good job. Don’t go around talking about me again.”
“Damn it. I know what you’re good at.”

Normal adolescent. I thought. Knowing that there are creatures called women besides my older sister, and as I grew taller than my older sister, my level of respect for my older sister dropped. My perception has changed from being the best sister in the world to someone older than me who just lives at home. I think this is a process that everyone goes through.
However, when I was in the 2nd grade of middle school and my sister was in the 1st grade of high school, an incident occurred.

“Hey. Why did you eat my pudding?”
“… What.”
“You ate what was in the fridge. What’s wrong with the face again Where did you get hit? Become a bear and take it.”
“Do it.”

I had a fight with my best friend since elementary school. He was a bit of a bully and secretly smoked cigarettes, but he was still close. And on that day, he seriously asked me to introduce my sister, and I refused because I didn’t like her smoking and her usual behavior at school.

“Even though my test scores were ruined, my mom will be very happy if she sees it.”
“You bastard, just shut up.”
“Hey, what is that to your sister–“
“Fuck you!”

Banging the table, I strode towards my sister.

“Hey.”
“… !”
“It’s because of you, you bastard. Do you know what he said? I still fucking like you It was rumored to be a siscom in class. With a slut like you!”
“…”

I don’t remember if I got caught. However, I definitely remember that my sister’s body was shaking seriously. And that I tried to hit my sister.

“I just wanted to introduce you. I should have gotten pregnant because I fucking fucked him. Hey It’s the perfect age to get eaten up, really.”
“Ooh, uh, uh… !”

I regret most of what she said at this time. What was he thinking when he said that? My older sister sat there and continued to cry, and my mother, who came home after receiving a call from the teacher, saw me and my older sister.
But my anger did not subside there.

“Die! Fuck!”

Of course, he apologized over time, but there is no way that he would accept it whether he was sincere or not. After that day, I didn’t say a single word to my sister, and my sister also became that kind of personality.
Present again.

“Sister.”
“Ugh… ?”
“Do you really like me?”
“Huh…”
“We are siblings—”
“Relation… Doesn’t exist… !”

My sister’s expression was full of determination. As if it had been promised. As if this was the idea from the beginning. You know you shouldn’t be like this with your family.

“… Why?”
“Continue… Because I liked it.”
“… Since when?”
“Ugh…”

Instead of answering, my sister squeezed my hand tighter and pressed her body closer to me. I felt my arms squeezed between her breasts, her hair and her shy breath.

“… I don’t know.”
“Okay?”
“Just… Jiwoo… Good… Handsome… Nice… Nice and…”
“Did you do that to your sister?”
“…”

I didn’t want to say it, but there was no other way to reject my sister’s confession. An indelible mistake made in the days when I was immature and helpless. My sister will recall painful memories, but she can’t help it. Even if they go back to their original awkward relationship, it’s not okay.

“Huh…”
“…”

When people ask if there are any memories they want to forget, most of them say embarrassing memories. But people who are really hurt never talk about it. Memories can be erased, but that doesn’t mean the things that were there are gone.
You must have remembered that incident at that time, but there is no way you have forgotten it, but it doesn’t make sense that you still like me.

“Still… Jiwoo apologized…”
“Is that what it was?”
“Huh…”
“Okay.”
“… !”
“Why are you upset?”

I can’t help but be embarrassed Because my hand is on my sister’s chest. And because I grabbed that chest. I massaged her on top of her clothes because she was a no-bra, but I could feel her elasticity well, hitting the cheek of a tolerable AV actor. Of course the face too.

“That, that… Suddenly touched…”
“Couples can do things like this.”
“That means… ! Whoa, whoa…”

My heart is pounding. Of course, even couples shouldn’t do this in general. Besides, to do this to my own sister, if it was normal, I would have been sentenced to life imprisonment.
If the older sister was a normal older sister.

“Huh…”
“Does Mom and Dad wake up if they make noise?”
“Ugh…”
“…”

She continued to massage her breasts, then slipped her hands into her nightgown. The texture different from the clothes, the natural elasticity, and even the bumps on the palms that were invisible but all felt dizzy because they were all new sensations.

“Can I kiss you?”
“…”

Perhaps trying to hold back her moaning, my sister stayed still without saying a word. I continued to stimulate her by touching her breasts and stroking her body until she spoke.
If you continue like this, you will be told to stop, and you will resist saying that you are wrong. Then I just have to say a cool line and say no. I don’t want to hurt my sister anymore. It has to end here today.

“Huh–yup!”

As I pinched her sister’s protuberance, her nipple, she covered my sister’s mouth with my mouth, as she moaned. She lapped her body with her sister more tightly than before, sucking and caressing her tongue.
My older sister, whose waist rises, and our quickening breath fill the room. Even so, I coveted my older sister, who still did not resist. Sucking on her collarbone, it went lower and lower.

“I’ll take it off.”
“… !”

When I took off her pajama pants and her panties at the same time without listening to the answer, my sister’s place, which was already wet with her love juice, appeared. In the light of the moon, the spread labia somehow looked more erotic.
At the same time, a thick smell also came up, and it seemed that if I continued like this, I would end up with it.
Please tell me to stop

“Should I stop?”

In the end, I couldn’t stand it and said it first, but my eyes were not on my sister’s face, but toward her vaginal opening that was prickling. For a moment, she barely held back her head.

“…”

And the older sister silently shook her head.