Chapter 219 – Younger Sister Kim Seon-Ha – Siblings Going Out, From the Back Side 3

Sick.
A long, hard rod that tore apart my body was inside me.

“Good.”

But warm
I am now in my brother’s arms.

“Good.”

This voice is my brother.
I strongly feel the realization that my brother is hugging me.

“Brother…”

Weird isn’t it
I’m so happy, but tears keep coming out.

“Brother Brother…”

When I call my brother, he hugs me tightly.
Strongly, and fearing that it might hurt,
I can feel my brother’s concern for me.

Ah.
I am loved by my brother
I am happy now

But I keep crying.

“Does it hurt a lot? Sorry.”
“Yes. It doesn’t hurt at all.”

I have to say it doesn’t hurt.
My brother must be heartbroken.

But the tears kept coming out.

“Good. It will hurt more in the future.”

… More than this… ?

“I’m fine, I’m fine.”

I could tell myself that my voice was shaking.

It’s really good. I can stand it.
Unlike the mind, the body did not listen.

“Because my brother will make you happy as much as Seonha is in pain.”
“Brother…”

If that’s the case
It hurts more, it hurts enough to die.
So it would be nice if my brother made me happy for the rest of my life.

Holding hands and walking
Take a walk in the park together
We sing together at karaoke.
Take me to school
Ride the rides together.
Also go to the zoo.
Watch a play or a movie.
If I’m late, I’ll be worried and pick you up.
Eat, wash, sleep, cry, and laugh together.
To the sea, to the mountain, to the valley.
Pack a lunch and go on a picnic.
Also camping in a tent.

Because there are so many things I want to do with my brother.
Because I want to brag about being my brother in front of my friends.
It hurts a lot, so I wish my brother would make me happy that much.

“If my brother would make me happy. No matter how much it hurts, it’s okay.”

No matter how much it hurts, it doesn’t hurt more than it hurts because you don’t have a brother.

“Aaaaa…”

Something is drawn out of me.

Sick.
Sick.
Sick.

Maybe this is something wrong

My brother couldn’t do anything wrong.
It hurt so much that I even thought of it inadvertently.

I bite my lip not to make a sound, but even that hurts to the point of no use.

“Ah!”

The eyes are clouded with tears.
I can’t see my brother

“Brother! Brother!”

I’m anxious, sick, scared.
I have no choice but to call my brother.

“Brother is here.”

My brother was right there.
My brother was hugging me.
With a warm and reliable chest.

Anxiety disappears.
Pain too… Though it didn’t disappear.
If you think that this pain is also given by my brother.

“Brother… Good mood… ?”

If your brother likes it.

“Good. It’s so good I can’t stop.”

If my brother can feel good with my body.
So if the wound I gave you can heal even a little bit.
I’m fine even if it hurts a little

“Are you okay. I’m okay. If you like my brother, I like you too…”

I can’t see my brother through tears.
I feel my brother in me.
Painfully, violently, I feel my brother stab me.

It’s like a brother
He is like an older brother who digs into my arms to soothe his loneliness.
It was so cute, I couldn’t help it.

It’s okay even if it hurts. It’s okay even if it hurts more
Therefore.
Don’t go anywhere now

“Ha, ah, ah… !”

Weird.
Is my body broken because it hurts so much?
Or was it anesthesia? Am I paralyzed?

“Ah, ah! Alas!”

Between the torn pains.
Somewhat hot, and a little tingly.
Something different is born.

“Aha! Brother!”

Somehow, that’s more scary than being sick.
Something is wrong, I’m going to be weird.
I clung even harder to my brother.

“Good. Trust your brother.”

My brother’s voice whispered in my ear.
Crying, tears welling up.

“Huh… !”

They say you shouldn’t cry because you look ugly when you cry.
I don’t want to show my brother an ugly face.

“It’s pretty, it’s good.”

Why does my brother only tell me what I want to hear?

“Brother! Brother!”

The heat that touches your lips.
The hardness that presses on my body.
A sharpness running through me.

Now all the pain and loneliness are gone.
Because my insides are filled with oppa.
I feel good about everything about my brother.
Because I didn’t know anything

“Haaaaa!”

Something hot was welling up from under the navel.

What is this?
It was a different feeling from when my brother did it with his hands and when he did it with his mouth.

A warm feeling of happiness overwhelms the tearing pain.
Pain is silenced and happiness is born.

“Brother! Scared!”

The feeling of happiness is so great, so intense, that I don’t think I can handle it.
I cling to my brother again.

“Are you okay. Trust your brother.”

Ha, ha, my brother’s voice came through the rough breathing.

“Huh…”

I trust my brother
Because this pain and happiness are all given to me by my brother.
Accept whatever your brother gives you.
I believe in my brother

“Brother, ah, brother… !”

Tak tok tok.
My brother’s hard belly hits mine.

Compared to my brother’s well-trained abs, it’s a bit embarrassing that I can’t match.
Even in a country like this, if oppa wants it.

Even though he was obviously stabbing much harder than the first time, the feeling of happiness was stronger than the pain.

“Ha! Ahh! Brother! Oppa!♡”

My voice is getting weirder.
I knew it, but I couldn’t stop.

What will she do if she thinks her brother is a vulgar sister.
It’s not like that.
So, I have to put up with the strange voice.
It’s my body, but I didn’t listen to me.

“Hey! Oh no! Aang!♡ Haaaaang!♡”

No. Can’t think of anything
I can’t help the embarrassing voice or the ugly expression.

“Haaaaan——!!♡”

Explode
Inside, something hot.

My eyes go white and my ears deafen.
Apparently I was lying on the bed, but suddenly it felt like I was thrown into nothingness.
Such an anxious, happy feeling.

Brother.
I want to sing, but my tongue won’t move.
How did it happen? What’s wrong?
I’m scared, I’m anxious, but I can’t say anything.
Because I can’t do anything.

“Nice!”

I heard my brother’s voice.
And something hot sprayed on my body.

On the face, on the neck, on the chest, on the navel, on the belly.

It was shot in a straight line from top to bottom.
One day, because I measured the boiling time incorrectly, it reminded me of cooked egg whites.

It’s warm but wet, and a bit fishy.
And for some reason it smelled like a chestnut tree.

Chestnut tree.
I could think of that word.
I thought this was my brother’s semen.

“Ha, ha, ha…”

Finally, the senses of the body returned.
Wipe off her brother’s semen on her face with a moving finger and check.

It was a bit transparent and white, and a bit thick, like watery Yoplait.
It was my brother’s semen.

My brother gave me semen with my body.
The thought warmed my heart.

At last, I was able to fulfill my younger sister’s duty.
I was happy.

My brother sighed with a slightly drowsy expression.

Thank god.
It wasn’t a bad look.

“Seonha, it’s all over now, so close your eyes for a moment.”
“Huh…”

Hearing that it was over, a deep sense of security and a bit of regret came at the same time.

It was true that I was sick, but looking back, the happiness was stronger than the pain.
The feeling of happiness that I was able to connect with my brother, that I was able to make him happy.

… Can I do it again
I don’t like being sick, but as long as my brother is okay…
But shouldn’t a woman be the first to talk about this?
You will think that your brother is a mean little sister.

… I wonder if… Could it be that she’s a mean little sister… ?

“Enough now.”

Something rustled, I wiped my body, went somewhere, and my brother, who was busy moving, came back.

“Good. Did it hurt a lot?”

Kind eyes looking at me right next to me.
I was so happy that I cried at the kind hand stroking my hair.

“No.”

My brother combs his hair with his fingers as if he is admirable.
I must have been drenched in sweat. Wouldn’t it feel bad

“Thank you, goodness.”

Side. Kissed on the forehead
Lol.

I returned the kiss to my brother’s cheek.
Happy.

“Then shall we go wash up?”
“Huh? And.”

He is hugged by his brother and lifted lightly.
I quickly clung to my brother’s neck.

Sturdy arm. Tight chest.
This is my brother
I felt such a sense of security.

I went to the bathroom in the arms of my brother.

Wide. And bright
The large bathtub was filled with warm water.

Hugging me, my brother entered the bath.

“Tell me if it’s hot.”
“Huh.”

My brother slowly sits in the bath as it is.
I am also submerged in water from my feet.
The warm water felt good.

“Ah.”

Then, along the way, it stung.
… It was when the spot that had been stabbed by her brother touched the water.

“Sorry. Are you sick?”
“No. Are you okay.”

When I was lying down, I didn’t feel like I was paralyzed.
When I entered the water like this, I felt sick.

“It doesn’t hurt because I’m with you like this.”

He clings to his brother and says.

A little embarrassing though.
It was sincere.

When I was held by my brother, I realized that this pain was also caused by him.
Then, for some reason, a warm, tingling pleasure welled up.

“Then I will continue to hold you like this tonight.”
“Huh…”

Rocking, like a child in a cradle, I was embraced by my brother.

Sadness, loneliness, pain, all gone.
It felt as if my brother and I were the only two people left in this world.

The happy first night with my brother was passing by.

If this is a dream, I hope you don’t wake up like this.
I prayed in my heart.