Chapter 169 – Watching Drama With My Sister

Sister is back

This time, the period of my stay was considerably longer as I participated not only in North American competitions but also in sponsored events.
That sponsor is the world’s No. 1 sporting goods company that everyone knows by name, so even if you hold on for months, not days, you won’t be able to complain.

And in the really important competition, my sister placed third.
It was obviously a good result, but the winning streak was broken.
My sister must be sad too.

And this win was also won by a Korean player.
The winner was, ironically, a junior player of her sister, who was called ‘post Jin So-young’.

It’s funny that someone else is calling her the second Jin So-yeong when she has an older sister who is still active.
Well, she doesn’t seem to care.

“Ahh~ After all, the house is nice.”

After changing into her comfortable clothes, the older sister stretched her as much as she could and sat down on the sofa in her living room.

“Hey, turn it on quickly.”

And poke me with bare feet sitting next to me.

“Ah, yes.”

As she returned after a long absence, she was worried that she might suddenly be attacked, but surprisingly, her sister was fine.
Rather, it seemed calmer than usual.

Following my sister’s command, I operated the remote control and played the first episode of ‘Flower Dangna’.
I sat at one end of the long sofa, and my sister watched TV with her head on the other side of hers.
For reference, my sister’s feet are on top of her thighs. It’s natural, as if it’s my place from the beginning.

“Fun?”
“Uh… Yeah, it’s fun, right?”
“Huh.”

Of course, this drama is fun.
But honestly, I wasn’t sure if it would suit my older sister’s taste or not.

My older sister is someone who doesn’t watch TV, let alone dramas.
I don’t watch dramas featuring my mother, variety shows featuring smiles, or even sports news featuring my older sister herself.

The only thing in my sister’s life is sports.
Sleeping, eating, all life can be said to be a process for exercise.
Maybe even dirty pranks with me are included in it.

A person who is ascetic enough to wonder how a person can live like that.
A person who feels even awe beyond respect.
That person was my sister.

He could have become the best player in the world by doing that.
I honestly don’t have the confidence to follow similarly.

That older sister, for some reason, said she would watch the drama I appeared in.
Even though I haven’t seen the drama in which my mother appears, the reason she’s watching her this time must be because I’m in it.

I was happy about my sister’s interest, but honestly, I was also worried.
Obviously, the drama itself is a good drama.
However, I wasn’t sure if it would suit my older sister’s sensibilities.

Like my older sister said, I’m a sucker for jjinta.
I’m afraid of the general public’s evaluation, so I’m a fool who can’t even read the internet.

But what if my sister saw this drama and said it was not interesting?
Or pretend it’s not funny?

I will definitely get hurt alone and lose my confidence.
Besides, if it interferes with acting…

“What are you doing? Don’t play soon.”
“… Huh.”

As I am hesitating, my sister urges me on again and stabs me with her foot.

I made up my mind and played the first episode of ‘Flower Party’.

“Hey, do you have any popcorn?”

I was watching the drama opening because I was nervous, but my sister poked me with her foot again.

“Oh, no… Shall we go out and buy it?”
“It’s okay. You comment there.”
“Ah, yes…”

It’s not a drama that’s difficult enough to require an explanation…
Well, since it’s almost the first time I’ve been involved in a Noonan drama, I might unexpectedly need a commentary.

After a while, the drama started.
The first scene in the drama was a scene where I was talking about work with the project team members at the company.

“Are you the main character over there? What is your name?”
“Hwang Jin-woo.”
“Hwang Jin-woo? Are you the boss?”
“No, Chief.”
“What is the manager? Are you taller than the boss?”
“Uh… The company has a project team, and you can think of it as the team leader. Wouldn’t it be higher than the boss? Still, since he’s the son of the president, the president won’t treat him lightly.”
“Hmm.”

The scene moves from Hwang Jin-woo to Kim Sun-ah.
Kim Sun-ah, played by Shin Ji-hye, is an employee of a small venture company.
Unlike Hwang Jin-woo, who leisurely gave instructions to her staff, Kim Sun-ah was busy working without blinking her eyes.
It was only natural that the size of the company was different and the job title was different.

“Is she your girlfriend?”
“Uh? How did you know?”

I haven’t even had a cake like that yet.
Unexpectedly, my older sister is watching while thinking about it.

“Originally, the main character comes out first. If you are the male lead and he is the female lead, then of course the two of them would be a couple.”
“Uh… That’s true, but…”

There was logic in my sister’s thoughts as well.
Still, if possible, I would like to see the content of the work and judge it.

“But he doesn’t even have a car? Why do you take the subway?”

It’s a dark time after a hard company job.
Exhausted Suna got off work and got on the subway.

My sister saw the scene and made a fuss at the wrong part.

“Uh… Maybe I take the subway because I don’t have a car?”

Including the Ferrari he received as a sponsor, there are more than 10 cars his sister received due to a competition injury.
If you are an older sister, you may sincerely think that someone will give you a car for free even if you stay still.

“You can buy it. He’s the chairman’s son.”

The drama has only just begun.
The relationship between Hwang Jin-woo and Kim Sun-ah has not yet been revealed.
I couldn’t say that the two of them dated before and now broke up because it would be a spoiler.

“That’s right, once you see it, you’ll know.”
“Joy.”

As I fumbled through it, my sister turned her eyes back to the screen.
Phew. Commentary is also surprisingly difficult.

Standing in a crowded subway, Suna, who had been hit by a person, barely sat in an empty seat.

Suna sighs and opens a photo album on her smartphone.
Among the photos passed by, there was a photo of me and Hwang Jin-woo.
Sun-ah looks at the photo with longing eyes.

“What. You can call me if you want to see it.”
“Um, maybe it’s because we can’t meet?”
“Why can’t we meet? Are you dead?”
“… Well. If you died, wouldn’t you have come earlier?”

In that way, my sister asked strange questions throughout the drama.
Even things that can be known by just looking at them, noona seems to be able to understand things only when she asks each one.

Do people who have never watched a drama do this?
I’m tired…

Episode 1 can be seen as an introduction to the character as a whole.
The last scene of the first episode ends with Jin-woo and Sun-ah reuniting dramatically.

“Ah! I met you!”

Two people who barely met and just passed by.
My older sister, who was watching these two people in frustration, also made a fuss and kicked me.

“Ouch. Ouch. It hurts, sister.”

It’s different from Jihye noona’s kicking as a joke.
My older sister’s lower body strength is stronger than that of most men, and it hurts enough to worry about getting bruised if hit.

“Ah! It’s over!”

Since that was the last scene, it was only natural that it would end.
It was as if I could see my sister’s regretful heart.

“Uh… Then, would you like to see the next episode?”
“Is there a next episode?!”

For a moment, I felt as if my sister’s eyes were shining brightly.
I replayed episode 2 without a second thought.

I’m glad my sister likes it more than I thought.

“… Me, sister, what do you think? Fun?”

It gave me the courage to ask.

“Hmm, what, okay?”
“… Huh.”

My sister’s eyes were fixed on the TV screen as she answered.

My older sister, who doesn’t know how to pretend, told me this.
Even though my sister said it in a sneering tone, that answer sounded like the utmost praise to me.

As the story progressed, the older sister became less talkative.
That meant focusing on the drama.

My sister didn’t ask, so I naturally had nothing to say.
I watched episodes 1 and 2, which were aired, to the extent that I memorized them.
The more I looked at it, the more boring it was.

“Sister, would you like me to massage your legs?”

What caught my bored eyes was my sister’s legs.
My sister’s feet were still on top of my thighs.

“That’s it.”

My sister answered in a dry voice, still focusing on the TV.
Maybe you don’t even know what I said.
But once permission has been given, let’s knead it to our heart’s content.

“Hmm…”

I started kneading the calves first.
Feet are sensitive and can be rejected right away if touched in the first place.
I had to let her feel the effect of the massage by relaxing her calves first.

“Sister. Aren’t you sick?”
“Huh. A little harder.”

I thought you weren’t paying attention at all because you were focusing on TV, but surprisingly you’re listening to me.
I put strength on my thumb and squeezed it between the paper muscles.

“Yes. Nice.”

That’s what i’m going to say
I massaged my sister’s calf to my heart’s content.

When I say my sister’s comfortable clothes when she’s at home, it’s usually sportswear that sticks to her body.
Most of them are leggings.

I only wear it at home because it makes a lot of noise when I wear it outside, but to be honest, there were times when I wished they would be a bit more restrained even at home.

Why? Because it’s too hot!

My older sister works out so hard that her hips and thighs are amazing.
Needless to say, it is no exaggeration to say that if you wear leggings underneath, you have nowhere to look. It can be said that walking sex and existence itself is sex.

So, until I became like this with my older sister, it was burdensome to even look at her.
Just looking at it, that’s the server.

Now, well, I’m just thankful for being my eye candy.
From now on, I want to wear this every day.

“Huh…”

A woman’s body is so strange.

Her strength is stronger than that of normal men, but her body is strangely soft.
It’s soft on the outside, yet hard on the inside.

Besides, the length is long, so the proportions are good.
Isn’t sister alone too mean?

“How is your sister? Good mood?”
“Huh. So so…”

Even though I was touching it in a rather erotic way, my sister was not paying much attention because she was focusing on the TV.
I think you can do it a little more boldly.
Shall we move on slowly?

“Normal athletes have a lot of injuries on their feet. Noona’s feet are very pretty.”

My older sister laughed at my words.

“Perverted bastard. Do you call that a compliment?”
“What. I was telling the truth.”

Facts are facts
When it comes to athletes’ feet, the first thing that comes to mind is feet that are ‘covered with scars from glory’.
I don’t often see other people’s feet, and it’s probably because it’s strongly remembered as much as it appeared in a magazine and became a hot topic.

In comparison, my sister’s feet were clean and healthy.
The pedicure is not painted, the toenails are cut short, and of course there are no scars or dead skin cells.
Anyone who sees it will know that I didn’t exercise hard.

So what about the smell?
I brought her face closer and sniffed it, and I could smell the faint scent of soap.
I just washed it, so it’s natural.

“Hey.”

Ah. Got caught

Puck.
Kicked her in the face

“It’s crazy? Smell it and fuck it.”
“Ouch. Ouch. Sorry. I won’t.”

My sister is seriously angry and beaten.

Puck puck puck.
I had to hit a few more.
Eww. Sick.

“If you do it one more time, you will die.”

I’m glad it didn’t stop me though.
I resumed the foot massage, pretending to be sick and crying.

Press the ankle joint.
Bend your ankle upwards to stretch, then press and pull each toe.
Then, press the soles of the feet with the thumbs of both hands.

“Flaw. Hehe.”

My older sister laughs as if it tickles me.
Still, this should be fine.
Next, let’s press between the toes.

“Heh, ha! Hey! It tickles!”

When I put my fingers between my toes, my sister couldn’t stand it and struggled.
It was only natural for me to get slapped in the face in the process.

“Okay. Then I won’t do it here.”

I put my left foot down and moved on to the right foot massage.

Of course, the place where I put my sister’s left foot is on top of my cock.
Like my sister said, I’m a pervert.

“…”

My older sister’s foot presses on my erect penis.
My sister said nothing.