Chapter 83 – #83. Vulva
Am I out of order?
The words ‘I like you’ that my brother kept saying to me lingered in my ears.
‘I’ll fuck you.’, ‘I’ll fuck you.’, ‘Spread your legs.’
It seemed that my heart was shaken by the word ‘I like you’ rather than the words I always wanted my brother to say to me.
I stood in front of the mirror and looked at her face.
A ball with a slightly reddish aura.
…She looked like a heroine from a romance manga.
My appearance resembles that of a girl in love.
I was upset.
Being broken like this was tantamount to losing to my brother.
Of course, I didn’t think that an ordinary love that was no different from others was a sin.
And I didn’t even think that the fuzzy feeling that actually tickled her breasts was so unpleasant.
But at this pace, my brother would never treat me like Lee Jin-seong treats the heroine.
They will look at me with more and more affectionate eyes, and they will have sex full of love.
…I didn’t like it.
…I really hated that.
If I was going to be in a relationship like this, I had no need to keep my virginity for such a long time, and I had no reason to choose Minho oppa as my mate.
I had to resist.
I had to awaken the sadistic beast inside my brother.
“Calm down! Hannah.”
I tapped my cheek a couple of times with both hands and opened the closet.
I thought I’d use this card a little later…
Maybe if I had this delivered from my hometown and my mom and dad saw the contents, they might pass out?
Having made up my mind, I picked up my phone.
[Yes. Brother. I am.]
I’ll make you really intolerable.
Minho’s older brother
* * *
“Ah. There are so many modern architectural pitties.”
A sigh came out on its own at the endless slide.
“No way. It’s not even a day or two of history, but it’s something like that.”
A famous cafe chain located in Naeun’s neighborhood.
Following her recommendation, we decided to study for the exam together, so we each packed our laptops and settled down on the quiet third floor.
For generations, the history classes taught in the Department of Architecture had too many pages.
In severe cases, there were cases of exceeding 100 chapters in one class.
In a typical history class, there would have been text to some extent, but due to the structure of the class, which had to continuously explain buildings and their characteristics, there were inevitably more than twice as many pictures as in other classes.
“What time are you going to do it?”
I was chewing on a paper straw in annoyance, then took my eyes off the screen and asked Naeun.
“It’s been an hour since we came.”
“When boys come together, 20 minutes is the maximum.”
“We didn’t come here to chat.”
In fact, when boys come together, there are many cases where the drinks are cut for 5 minutes and chatted for about 10 minutes before leaving.
Are you saying that people who sit for three hours after ordering a cup of coffee have trouble falling asleep?
“So when are you going?”
Naeun tapped the screen of her phone to check the time, then tapped the table with her index finger.
“Just one more hour. Watch everything until the 10th week.”
“Yes, yes. What about an hour…”
That’s what I said, but I had to wait an hour or more.
Ah. I don’t like to study.
To have such a pretty girlfriend and have to look at Jean Nouvel’s architectural features.
Reluctantly, I moved my gaze back to the laptop monitor and prayed that the hour would pass quickly.
“Whoa, your breath is coming out.”
Certainly, when December began, I felt that it was getting colder.
“Brother. Are you going to stop by my house?”
“Huh. I heard you have something to tell me.”
Today’s business wasn’t just about studying for an exam.
It was the day Naeun decided to let me know about her new heroine, the illustrator, in [I imprisoned her].
“That’s right. These are things that you would never know unless you are in the current job, so listen carefully. OK?”
Arms that look natural now.
“I will listen intently while taking notes. Teacher.”
He looked down at her with a twist of her and a smile on her face.
“If you don’t pay attention, you will be punished.”
Naeun, who flicked her tongue and smacked her lips, reminded her of a snake that was preying on her prey.
I was very excited about her punishment, but I tried to ignore her.
“Let’s go in quickly. Cold.”
When I arrived at Naeun’s house after walking for about 5 minutes, Naeun went into her room and said that she would change her clothes and come back.
I’ve been there quite a few times, so I took off my coat in the place where I always put my outerwear, and I slumped on the sofa.
Ah… I can’t wait to finish the lecture…
Habitual Cavity Syndrome.
It was Do-jin-na again, a fatal disease in which the words ‘I want to end the lecture’ would pop out of my mouth if I kept not conscious.
“Brother.”
Naeun opened the door and came out and called me.
A black t-shirt and pink dolphin pants that draped slightly above the belly button.
I’ve seen similar outfits many times before, but I thought this was a really hearty soup-like fashion.
There is no failure fail.
Is not it? Is it because my girlfriend is Naeun?
A hearty laugh came out of nowhere.
By the way… I noticed something a little odd somewhere.
What is that…?
“Come to work. I will explain the equipment one by one.”
Naeun, holding my hand, enters her room.
But I was more concerned about the “It” I had just witnessed than those things.
I rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was seeing something wrong, and once again turned to Naeun’s abdomen.
What is that…?
Little black marks on the waist elastic band of Dolphin pants.
“First of all, oppa knows this, but it’s the computer I use. The program I use the most is Photoshop…”
“Hey. Naeun.”
“I plan to ask questions later.”
When I stopped talking, Naeun tried to explain as if she had no intention of accepting it.
“You. What is this.”
I reached out to the stomach of Naeun who was explaining in front of the desk.
“Ah~ Oppa~ I’m explaining now. Listen.”
“What is this? Hannah.”
Seeing her evasive attitude, I grabbed her bottom.
As I slipped the belt down slightly, the black marks slowly began to appear.
This form…
At first I thought it was just something, but it wasn’t.
And in fact, it was a position with considerable difficulty for a person who was structurally dressed to bury something.
Because pants and underwear were the parts that were absolutely protected.
Anger rises
“Explain quickly. What is this?”
“Ah… Well…”
When I spoke in a slightly violent tone, Naeun stuttered her words in a low voice, perhaps embarrassed.
Because that pattern was a pattern I had seen all over the place.
Black lines with perfect left-right symmetry.
It looked like it was reminiscent of a butterfly, but a heart was drawn in the center.
“…When did you do it?”
“Why are you angry?”
…Why are you angry?
You don’t look angry? Now?
What kind of boyfriend would look at this and say, ‘Oh gu oh gu oh gu pretty~ You did a great job~’.
Inscribed on her belly was the vulva.
Vulva.
As a term referring to erotic tattoos, it was a material rarely seen in many doujinshi or narration.
In general, it was a device to prove that it was her erotic body, and in the case of my work [I imprisoned her], It was like a prize given to the heroine by Lee Jin-seong as proof that her training was over.
I was so serious about this device that I couldn’t contain my anger.
“Hey. Hannah. You are not this.”
“…Why. What I tattoo on my body. Are you saying that you have to ask for permission from your brother?”
“Don’t you think that you, the author of this video, don’t know what this is?”
She must have seen a lot of manga.
Of course you know what that sign means.
“It’s my body anyway.”
Naeun replied back to me with a displeased tone.
“Aren’t you thinking of me?”
“Ah. Why are you acting like a scholar? On the subject of novelists.”
No? Are you doing this because you’re a novelist?
If I had been a devout religious person who did not even know what that meant, I would have been less angry.
This was tantamount to a declaration of war.
Even the fact that she came out wearing a nasiti meant she didn’t even think about hiding this from me.
“Really… You can’t communicate with words.”
Holding her in her arms, I roughly laid her on her bed.
…I’m really glad you said you liked it.
I thought we were finally able to step into our normal relationship.
Naeun’s behavior was very disappointing.
She pulled on her bottoms without her consent.
Naeun had no intention of refusing, but her pink dolphin pants were pushed out of her bed by my hand.
The black lines are more clearly visible when the pants are removed.
She was dizzy and couldn’t say anything.
“How is it? Isn’t it nasty and nice?”
As if she didn’t care about my feelings, she made a heart with her hands to make her tattoo stand out even more.
“Your brother is also a loser. No?”
She’s the one with the weird smile.
However, my expression, which had already hardened, showed no sign of loosening.
“You must be punished.”
I am the only one who can allow you that pattern.
