Chapter 2 – And My Sister

“Hey, Jin Seon-hu. What are you doing?”

A husky voice for a woman.
When she turned her head, So-yeong noona was glaring at her.

Leggings with a bra top. This is the outfit my older sister often wears when exercising at home.
She was still sweating a little, probably from exercising.

The older sister was looking at me with her cold eyes as I was massaging Smile’s legs.

It’s not like there’s no stabbing.
But I just did what the smile said.
So I confidently told So-young noona.

“Miso gave her a massage because her legs were sore.”
“Leave your panties out?”
“…”

Soyoung noona stares blankly.
With the tips of my fingers, I pinched the smile’s clothes and covered her panties.

“You pervert.”

… Her face heats up.
Sorry for being pervert.

“Okay, go out and get some water.”
“Water? It’s in the fridge.”
“Don’t you know that you don’t drink uncapped ones?”

It was. My older sister has mysophobia.
Never drink an open drink, even if your family used to eat it.
So, there was always a box of 500mL bottled water at home, but today it seems that it has run out.
It’s questionable why I should buy it, but there’s nothing good about disobeying my sister.

“Okay. Can I just buy water?”
“Buy sanitary napkins too. With the one I bought last time.”

Suddenly, the difficulty of running errands skyrocketed.
Why do people buy sanitary napkins at stores in an era where internet shopping is developed these days?
Even while making me, a man, do that.

“… Okay.”

It’s not that I don’t have complaints, but I decided to go smoothly.
Anyway, it was important to get out of this awkward spot now.

* * *

Take the elevator down
The time displayed on the smartphone is 11:30 PM.
The destination convenience store is located within the apartment complex, so you can get there quickly.
It’s just a little annoying.

Come to think of it, tonight is being eaten evenly.
After my mom, my childish smile, and even running errands for my older sister.
Indeed, today can be said to be a microcosm of my life.
If you ask me if that’s a complaint, it’s not.

After coming out of the apartment’s common entrance, I turned my head and looked up at the apartment towering far above.

Even now, sometimes I wonder if I am dreaming.
I am still being abused by my old parents, and I am dreaming while fainting for a while.
And when you wake up, you will continue to be abused again.
I imagine that sometimes.

Okay. I was a child who was abused by my birth parents until I was 6 years old.

My biological parents were truly human scum.
Beating, kicking, stepping on, drowning, losing, starving…

Then, the teacher, who was surprised to see me peeing blood at the daycare center, took me to the hospital, and things came to light.

Child abuse. Preposition 14 weeks.
His ribs were broken and his intestines badly damaged.
When I took off my clothes, there were bruises all over my body, and the earthquake marks from a cigarette were clear on my back.
The parents made excuses, but that was child abuse.

When they cried in pain, they put their heads in the water.
If I didn’t laugh in front of others, I would starve myself.
Taking such a life for granted, I grew up until the age of six.

When this happened to the world, my real parents were arrested,
After receiving treatment at the hospital, I ended up in a shelter for abused children.

And there I met my new mother.

“Ha…”

Now that I’m an adult, I know how lucky I am.
Even though I was abused when I was young, I met my new family and I’m doing well in my own way.

They treated me like a real family member, not a drop of blood.
It’s not that I care more because I’m an abused child, or something like that.
It means treating them like real sons, younger brothers, and older brothers.
A family that runs troublesome errands, jokes with them, and beats them out of anger.

… But am I considering that family like a real family?

This isn’t the first time I’ve felt sexual desire for my current family.
This urge has been going on since my middle school adolescence until now.

I know this is wrong.
I also tried to fix it.
I even tried to make a girlfriend.

But it didn’t work.
The more you try to suppress it, the more the urge grows.

My family is all famous, so I couldn’t talk to anyone,
As a result, even after the age of 20, trash was born who lusts after his family.

“In the end, you must be a trash son with trash parents.”

Even if the family changes, the blood does not change.
The blood of my parents was still flowing in me.

* ＊ *

“Mom.”

After going to the convenience store, I carefully opened the door to my mother’s room.
Her mother didn’t know anything and she was still asleep.
I left the hangover drink from the convenience store in front of the dressing table and carefully left the room.

“Sister.”

And I headed to the fitness room where my sister was.
My sister was stretching as if she had finished her workout.

… Looking at my sister now, I think it would be burdensome for anyone other than me.
Why do women wear such risque clothes when exercising?

Her underwear and bra top, which didn’t look much different, made her sister’s already eye-catching breasts stand out even more.
The tight-fitting leggings showed off the hip and leg lines.

Even if you don’t think of me as a man, wouldn’t this be too much?
Are all the other sisters in the house doing this?

“… I’ll leave the water here.”

I left an bag of water and sanitary napkins in the corner of the room and tried to leave.

“After Jin Seon. Come here for a second.”
“… Why?”
“Why? Why did you say that now?”

I just asked back, but it seemed like rebellion to my sister.
I quietly shook my head and walked over to my sister’s side.

“… Do you have any other thoughts about Miso?”

My sister brought up her story as she continued her stretches.
It is a terrifying posture in which the upper body is attached to the floor while tearing both legs from side to side.

And the question made my heart thump.
While swallowing dry saliva inside, I pretended nothing was wrong.

“Think of something else? What else are you thinking?”
“Don’t pretend. Did you see the cock stand up earlier?”
“Sister!”

I jumped in surprise at my sister’s words, which had not gone through any filtering.
Heat gathers in the face. Even siblings have something else to say.

“Why? No?”

My sister pressed herself to the floor and turned only her face to me and asked.

“… Uh. No.”
“Okay?”

My sister raised her upper body and took a deep breath.
And the legs that were torn left and right were also closed and sat up in an upright posture.

“Seonhu. Do you think your sister is saying this to scold you?”

My sister looked me straight in the eyes this time and said.
How did this happen?
For some reason, my sister’s voice sounded like she was worried about me. Hallucinations?

“My sister is saying this because she’s worried about you. A smile is an idol. If there are even the slightest rumors, I can’t turn it back.”
“… You don’t have to worry about it because you’re not going to gossip about it.”
“Okay? Do you masturbate properly these days?”
“Ruler… !?”

I was speechless.
They say that when people get too flustered, their heads go blank, so this must be the case.

“In the past, when I entered your room, it was filled with the smell of chestnut flowers, but now there is no smell at all? You don’t masturbate well these days, do you?”
“What, what, masturbation, like that,”

I wanted to say something, but the words just didn’t come out.
His tongue was stiff and he refused to speak.

It’s not something that a person like Jajini, Zujini, or older sister should say.
And to openly expose her sister’s privacy. Don’t you have to pretend you don’t know even if you know?
No matter how big a sister it is, I think this really crossed the line.

“That… You don’t have to tell your sister about that, right? Why the hell do you care about that?”

I spoke with a slightly angry expression.
But my sister didn’t even get the seeds.

“Don’t mind. Is my beastly younger brother properly relieving his sexual desire?”
“…”
“If sexual desire builds up and piles up and attacks our cute little sister, wouldn’t it be a big deal? Because I don’t like sex offenders coming out of the house.”
“… Sister. Don’t worry, don’t do that.”
“All sex offenders say that.”
“Are you treating me as a sex offender now?”
“No, not at all? Because noona believes in my younger brother the most in the world.”

My sister said that and smiled broadly.
It was an innocent, innocent smile.

“But no one in the world wants to make an accident. You never know what will happen.”
“… ?”
“So this means that this older sister will help before an accident happens. So that our cute little brother doesn’t get into an accident.”
“… What, how does she help?”
“Well. Like, masturbation?”
“Ruler…”

I am speechless again.
Help with masturbation?
Are you saying you know what you’re talking about?

“… Sister. Don’t joke I’ll be really mad too.”
“Do you think I’m joking?”
“Then what is not a joke now?”

Gradually, I started to get really angry.

How much do you think I’m thinking inside?
I even felt anger at my sister who said carelessly without knowing such things.

However, my anger faded as if I had been doused with cold water by the next sister’s actions.

“Even like this?”

My sister took my hand and put it on her own chest.
I couldn’t close my gaping mouth.