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I Became the One Who Takes. 143

I Became the One Who Takes. 143

## Chapter 143 – (19)

I opened my eyes to find myself in that man’s bed.

“Why am I…”

Why was I in this man’s bed?

Only then did yesterday’s memories slowly return.

Being under that man, Sung-han’s, gaze, and having to give him a handjob under the table, without my sister knowing.

Then, my sister left to take a shower.

And the man, suddenly aroused, dragged me into the room.

Sung-han laid me on the bed, roughly hiked up my dress, and his cock—

“Ugh…”

I forced myself to stop thinking there.

If I recalled any more, my head and heart would pound.

It felt like I would go crazy.

Only one thing was certain now.

“I did it, didn’t I.”

I didn’t exactly regret it or anything.

It was something I had prepared myself for from the start, and after learning about my sister’s situation, it was something I wanted to do for her sake.

My sister, who had no experience with men, had already gone through too much because of me.

I didn’t want her to experience her first time.

According to Sung-han, they hadn’t gone all the way.

If that was true, I had to protect her.

For my sister’s future.

I was going to take on all the burden, even now.

Besides, her first experience shouldn’t be something so violent.

She would really break down if that happened.

In many ways.

Yesterday was a tremendous experience for me too.

If there was something that surprised me—

“…It wasn’t that bad…”

It was that yesterday didn’t feel entirely bad.

I was honestly surprised.

The truth was, I had a secret kink that I couldn’t tell anyone about.

It started with a violent foreign porn video I happened to see.

A large foreign man forcibly violating a frail woman.

Of course, it wasn’t an actual situation, but just a video staging and acting out such a scenario.

But that sight—

Aroused me like never before.

Without realizing it, I started looking for similar videos.

From then on, I developed a twisted sexual preference.

‘I want to—’

Be treated like that.

Roughly, like an animal.

I wanted to have sex where we lost our minds, clinging to each other and only craving each other.

That kind of kink.

However, I had never revealed such a kink to anyone.

Not to my sister or my friends, and not to any of the boyfriends I’d had so far.

I was afraid of being seen as a weirdo if I talked about it.

Conversely, I was afraid that I wouldn’t be satisfied no matter how rough the other person was.

But yesterday, I was satisfied.

I was satisfied.

Just thinking about yesterday made my breathing quicken and my heart pound.

“Hoo… Should I go get some fresh air…”

Feeling a bit complicated, I carefully left the room.

I moved as cautiously as possible, hoping my sister wouldn’t see me coming out of Sung-han’s room.

Fortunately, there was no one in the living room outside the room.

I let out a sigh of relief, and only then did I feel hungry.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t eaten anything yesterday.

I was slowly picking up one of the desserts on the table when—

“Rana?”
“Gah!”
“Sorry, are you okay?”

I was so startled by the voice behind me that I choked on the bread.

My sister quickly opened the refrigerator, opened a cold bottle of water, and handed it to me.

She even gently patted my back.

I was grateful for her kindness, but at the same time, my heart ached.

She was acting as Sung-han’s slave because of me, but instead of resenting me, she was taking care of her younger sister like this.

And yet, I was just trying to hide what happened yesterday.

‘…I should tell her.’

It was something I had to tell her anyway.

Originally, I was going to wait a while and let my sister notice Sung-han’s behavior naturally.

But it felt better to be honest now and persuade her.

“Where did you go yesterday? I didn’t see you…”

My sister even brought up the topic of conversation.

“Actually, sis—”

I explained as non-provocatively as possible.

I had learned about their relationship from the conversation with Sung-han.

And from now on, I would take on that role instead of her.

That is, the role of a slave who engages in sexual skinship.

“What are you—”

My sister’s eyes shook violently.

Then she grabbed my shoulders.

“No, you can’t!”
“Sis…?”
“Why would you do that for me…”
“That’s what I should be saying! Why does my sister have to have that kind of relationship with that man?”

I didn’t back down, despite my sister’s opposition.

I couldn’t back down.

I was the cause of all this.

It was only natural that I should take responsibility.

“You’ve been in that kind of relationship because of me.”
“…Rana.”
“Don’t worry, sis, I, I tried it, and it was okay…”
“…Huh?”

My sister’s eyes widened.

Only then did I realize that I had misspoke in my excitement.

I shouldn’t have said I tried it.

“T-Tried it…?”
“No, anyway, I told that man too…”

With that, I went back into the room I had come out of.

Forgetting that the room was Sung-han’s room.

“Ra, Rana, that’s—”

I heard my sister’s voice, flustered, behind me.

I realized my mistake.

I was so embarrassed by the situation that I couldn’t help but cover my face with both hands.

“Aish… idiot…”

I wanted to hide somewhere.

***

How many days had passed since then?

After my younger sister, Rana’s, surprise statement, the relationship between the three of us was completely messed up.

Even after several days, I still couldn’t adjust to this change.

“…Should I get some fresh air…”

Feeling complicated, I went out of my room.

Then I saw the silhouettes of two people in the kitchen.

Their faces seemed too close.

“…What are you two doing?”
“Ah.”
“Oh, you’re awake?”
“Yeah, good morning, sis.”

When I came out into the living room, the two people who had been close together hurriedly separated and greeted me awkwardly.

What had the two of them been doing since early in the morning?

The two people who had separated wiped their mouths with their hands.

Rana’s cheeks were flushed, and Sung-han turned on the air conditioner as if he was a little hot.

I felt like I knew what the two of them had been doing.

I had been with Sung-han until just a few days ago.

Just a few days ago, I had kissed Sung-han—

“…Ugh…”

I felt strangely uncomfortable.

At first, when Rana told me, I felt relieved in my heart.

I felt like I had done enough for Rana, and if I went any further with Sung-han, it would really be irreversible.

Sung-han would become my first experience.

Besides, Rana even said that her inappropriate relationship with Sung-han wasn’t bad.

Thanks to that, I felt less guilty about entrusting Rana with a heavy responsibility.

But these days, I felt uncomfortable whenever I saw the two of them.

‘Why?’

I couldn’t understand the reason for feeling this way, but I was clearly uncomfortable with the two of them.

“That’s right, it’s almost time for breakfast, Rasha, what do you want to eat?”
“Sis, what do you want to eat?”

I couldn’t shake off my discomfort even with their warm consideration.

It was especially true today.

Without realizing it, I answered in a curt voice.

“Just… because it’s breakfast. I’ll just order a salad.”
“Okay.”
“Yeah. Sis, I’ll order it.”

Perhaps because it was ordered through the hotel’s room service, the food was delivered quickly.

The seating arrangement at the table had been fixed for several days.

Rana and I sat side by side—

Sung-han sat across from Rana.

‘…Before Rana came, the two of them used to eat on the sofa…’

Even on the first day Rana came, Sung-han and I sat facing each other.

Sometimes, when our eyes met, we would smile at each other.

There was that kind of bond.

Back then.

‘…Again, those thoughts from back then…’

These days, I often recalled memories of the past like this.

Swimming together before buying Rana at the auction, sitting leaning against each other on the sofa to choose food, and sometimes kissing when our eyes met.

I kept thinking about those days.

Even while eating the salad, the two of them looked at each other and sometimes chuckled.

Who would think that this was a forced relationship?

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed closer to a romantic relationship.

If the question was whether that was a problem—

‘There’s a problem… isn’t there.’

Because my younger sister shouldn’t be deceived by a man again.

Yes, so—

After finishing the meal, I quietly called Rana.

Rana followed me into the room and asked what was wrong.

“…Are you okay these days?”
“Huh? These days? I’m okay?”

She answered nonchalantly, as if nothing was wrong with her.

As if nothing was happening to her these days.

“Why… you’re called to his room every night. I was wondering if you didn’t like it, or if it was hard.”
“Ah… it’s not like that.”
“It’s not like that?”

Rana smiled awkwardly and denied it.

“…Sometimes I go first these days.”
“What?”

That sounded like she was going of her own accord.

That was strange.

Why was Rana going to Sung-han’s room on her own?

Wasn’t she just satisfying Sung-han out of necessity, like I used to?

Could it be that Rana liked Sung-han?

“Oh, sis, you said I trust people too easily…”
“But, sis. Master is our benefactor.”
“…”

The words I had said came right back to me.

I knew.

Better than anyone.

Even though Sung-han was a bit of a womanizer, he was someone you could trust.

Even now, he wasn’t laying a finger on me because he had promised Rana.

So why didn’t I like this situation?

Why was my heart so heavy?

Why was my younger sister so—

Enviable?

I swallowed hard.

I think I knew now.

“…Ranya, could I also…”
“Huh?”
“Could I go to Master’s room with you?”

I wanted to be sure of this feeling.

By watching the two of them.

I Became the One Who Takes. 143

I Became the One Who Takes. 143

## Chapter 143 - (19)



I opened my eyes to find myself in that man’s bed.

"Why am I..."

Why was I in this man’s bed?

Only then did yesterday’s memories slowly return.

Being under that man, Sung-han’s, gaze, and having to give him a handjob under the table, without my sister knowing.

Then, my sister left to take a shower.

And the man, suddenly aroused, dragged me into the room.

Sung-han laid me on the bed, roughly hiked up my dress, and his cock—

"Ugh..."

I forced myself to stop thinking there.

If I recalled any more, my head and heart would pound.

It felt like I would go crazy.

Only one thing was certain now.

"I did it, didn't I."

I didn’t exactly regret it or anything.

It was something I had prepared myself for from the start, and after learning about my sister’s situation, it was something I wanted to do for her sake.

My sister, who had no experience with men, had already gone through too much because of me.

I didn’t want her to experience her first time.

According to Sung-han, they hadn’t gone all the way.

If that was true, I had to protect her.

For my sister’s future.

I was going to take on all the burden, even now.

Besides, her first experience shouldn’t be something so violent.

She would really break down if that happened.

In many ways.

Yesterday was a tremendous experience for me too.

If there was something that surprised me—

"...It wasn't that bad..."

It was that yesterday didn’t feel entirely bad.

I was honestly surprised.

The truth was, I had a secret kink that I couldn’t tell anyone about.

It started with a violent foreign porn video I happened to see.

A large foreign man forcibly violating a frail woman.

Of course, it wasn’t an actual situation, but just a video staging and acting out such a scenario.

But that sight—

Aroused me like never before.

Without realizing it, I started looking for similar videos.

From then on, I developed a twisted sexual preference.

'I want to—'

Be treated like that.

Roughly, like an animal.

I wanted to have sex where we lost our minds, clinging to each other and only craving each other.

That kind of kink.

However, I had never revealed such a kink to anyone.

Not to my sister or my friends, and not to any of the boyfriends I’d had so far.

I was afraid of being seen as a weirdo if I talked about it.

Conversely, I was afraid that I wouldn’t be satisfied no matter how rough the other person was.

But yesterday, I was satisfied.

I was satisfied.

Just thinking about yesterday made my breathing quicken and my heart pound.

"Hoo... Should I go get some fresh air..."

Feeling a bit complicated, I carefully left the room.

I moved as cautiously as possible, hoping my sister wouldn’t see me coming out of Sung-han’s room.

Fortunately, there was no one in the living room outside the room.

I let out a sigh of relief, and only then did I feel hungry.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t eaten anything yesterday.

I was slowly picking up one of the desserts on the table when—

"Rana?"
"Gah!"
"Sorry, are you okay?"

I was so startled by the voice behind me that I choked on the bread.

My sister quickly opened the refrigerator, opened a cold bottle of water, and handed it to me.

She even gently patted my back.

I was grateful for her kindness, but at the same time, my heart ached.

She was acting as Sung-han’s slave because of me, but instead of resenting me, she was taking care of her younger sister like this.

And yet, I was just trying to hide what happened yesterday.

'...I should tell her.'

It was something I had to tell her anyway.

Originally, I was going to wait a while and let my sister notice Sung-han’s behavior naturally.

But it felt better to be honest now and persuade her.

"Where did you go yesterday? I didn't see you..."

My sister even brought up the topic of conversation.

"Actually, sis—"

I explained as non-provocatively as possible.

I had learned about their relationship from the conversation with Sung-han.

And from now on, I would take on that role instead of her.

That is, the role of a slave who engages in sexual skinship.

"What are you—"

My sister’s eyes shook violently.

Then she grabbed my shoulders.

"No, you can't!"
"Sis...?"
"Why would you do that for me..."
"That's what I should be saying! Why does my sister have to have that kind of relationship with that man?"

I didn’t back down, despite my sister’s opposition.

I couldn’t back down.

I was the cause of all this.

It was only natural that I should take responsibility.

"You've been in that kind of relationship because of me."
"...Rana."
"Don't worry, sis, I, I tried it, and it was okay..."
"...Huh?"

My sister’s eyes widened.

Only then did I realize that I had misspoke in my excitement.

I shouldn’t have said I tried it.

"T-Tried it...?"
"No, anyway, I told that man too..."

With that, I went back into the room I had come out of.

Forgetting that the room was Sung-han’s room.

"Ra, Rana, that's—"

I heard my sister’s voice, flustered, behind me.

I realized my mistake.

I was so embarrassed by the situation that I couldn’t help but cover my face with both hands.

"Aish... idiot..."

I wanted to hide somewhere.

***

How many days had passed since then?

After my younger sister, Rana’s, surprise statement, the relationship between the three of us was completely messed up.

Even after several days, I still couldn’t adjust to this change.

"...Should I get some fresh air..."

Feeling complicated, I went out of my room.

Then I saw the silhouettes of two people in the kitchen.

Their faces seemed too close.

"...What are you two doing?"
"Ah."
"Oh, you're awake?"
"Yeah, good morning, sis."

When I came out into the living room, the two people who had been close together hurriedly separated and greeted me awkwardly.

What had the two of them been doing since early in the morning?

The two people who had separated wiped their mouths with their hands.

Rana’s cheeks were flushed, and Sung-han turned on the air conditioner as if he was a little hot.

I felt like I knew what the two of them had been doing.

I had been with Sung-han until just a few days ago.

Just a few days ago, I had kissed Sung-han—

"...Ugh..."

I felt strangely uncomfortable.

At first, when Rana told me, I felt relieved in my heart.

I felt like I had done enough for Rana, and if I went any further with Sung-han, it would really be irreversible.

Sung-han would become my first experience.

Besides, Rana even said that her inappropriate relationship with Sung-han wasn’t bad.

Thanks to that, I felt less guilty about entrusting Rana with a heavy responsibility.

But these days, I felt uncomfortable whenever I saw the two of them.

'Why?'

I couldn’t understand the reason for feeling this way, but I was clearly uncomfortable with the two of them.

"That's right, it's almost time for breakfast, Rasha, what do you want to eat?"
"Sis, what do you want to eat?"

I couldn’t shake off my discomfort even with their warm consideration.

It was especially true today.

Without realizing it, I answered in a curt voice.

"Just... because it's breakfast. I'll just order a salad."
"Okay."
"Yeah. Sis, I'll order it."

Perhaps because it was ordered through the hotel’s room service, the food was delivered quickly.

The seating arrangement at the table had been fixed for several days.

Rana and I sat side by side—

Sung-han sat across from Rana.

'...Before Rana came, the two of them used to eat on the sofa...'

Even on the first day Rana came, Sung-han and I sat facing each other.

Sometimes, when our eyes met, we would smile at each other.

There was that kind of bond.

Back then.

'...Again, those thoughts from back then...'

These days, I often recalled memories of the past like this.

Swimming together before buying Rana at the auction, sitting leaning against each other on the sofa to choose food, and sometimes kissing when our eyes met.

I kept thinking about those days.

Even while eating the salad, the two of them looked at each other and sometimes chuckled.

Who would think that this was a forced relationship?

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed closer to a romantic relationship.

If the question was whether that was a problem—

'There's a problem... isn't there.'

Because my younger sister shouldn’t be deceived by a man again.

Yes, so—

After finishing the meal, I quietly called Rana.

Rana followed me into the room and asked what was wrong.

"...Are you okay these days?"
"Huh? These days? I'm okay?"

She answered nonchalantly, as if nothing was wrong with her.

As if nothing was happening to her these days.

"Why... you're called to his room every night. I was wondering if you didn't like it, or if it was hard."
"Ah... it's not like that."
"It's not like that?"

Rana smiled awkwardly and denied it.

"...Sometimes I go first these days."
"What?"

That sounded like she was going of her own accord.

That was strange.

Why was Rana going to Sung-han’s room on her own?

Wasn’t she just satisfying Sung-han out of necessity, like I used to?

Could it be that Rana liked Sung-han?

"Oh, sis, you said I trust people too easily..."
"But, sis. Master is our benefactor."
"..."

The words I had said came right back to me.

I knew.

Better than anyone.

Even though Sung-han was a bit of a womanizer, he was someone you could trust.

Even now, he wasn’t laying a finger on me because he had promised Rana.

So why didn’t I like this situation?

Why was my heart so heavy?

Why was my younger sister so—

Enviable?

I swallowed hard.

I think I knew now.

"...Ranya, could I also..."
"Huh?"
"Could I go to Master's room with you?"

I wanted to be sure of this feeling.

By watching the two of them.

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