Chapter 27 – Episode 27. ‘Sister’ Educating Younger Siblings (1)
While I was falling asleep, I muttered something.
“Sister…”
“Why, again.”
“Because we are doing this…”
As I raised my tail, Yang Da-hee pricked up her ears. I still said whatever came to mind.
“Because it’s like this… It’s like a pillow talk.”
‘Sister’, who had been smiling softly, straightened up and stood up.
“Huh… What?”
“Why why.”
“What did you just say?”
Dahee Yang, illuminated by the moonlight coming through the crack in the window, glared at me with eyes burning red. The long hair that was let loose to sleep was spooky today.
“Huh? What did you say just now?”
“Why are you suddenly like this?”
As I flinched and crawled backwards, Yang Da-hee gnashed her molars and pushed her face into her face.
‘It looks like it’s about to be eaten.’
If it was another woman, she would have provoked more here, but ‘sister’ can’t do that, so I have to move beyond the situation.
I pretended to be frightened and tremble to get over my slip of the tongue.
“Ugh.”
Yang Da-hee looked at me with her eyes twitching and spoke in a much calmer voice as if admonishing.
“Where did you learn that? Huh?”
“I saw it on the Internet…”
I stuttered and averted my gaze, but I finally turned around as I felt a chill run down my spine as if he was staring at me.
“Dajun.”
However, contrary to my worries, Dahee Yang softened her expression a lot. As if she knew roughly what was going on, she said it clearly and clearly while crooking her eyes like a crescent moon.
“Don’t write. Words like that.”
“Yes.”
She was obviously smiling, but she nodded her head aimlessly at the cool feeling of the conversation.
Then, pretending to be dead and laying down his eyes, before long, someone pokes his waist next to him.
“Dajun.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not angry. Do you know your heart?”
“I don’t know…”
He suddenly changed his attitude and treated me kindly with a soft voice.
‘I’m not even a kid, why am I so sad?’
Yang Da-hee talked to me in a soothing voice, so the fear disappeared, but my mouth kept coming out.
For some reason, I want you to be nice to me, and I feel like I want to be a kid too.
I want to be hugged by her big breasts and rub my face here and there. I can’t be ‘sister’s’ man, so I want to be comforted as a younger brother.
‘Huh…’
The feeling that ‘Yang Da-jun’ liked ‘Sister’ revived and filled my heart again.
Eventually, when I came to my senses, I was the first to roll next to Yang Da-hee and wiggle my hands and feet.
“Ugh, sister.”
Hehe.”
Yang Da-hee also likes to stroke my hair.
‘Sister, I like it.’
My heart melts so easily just by smiling at me. Why did I feel scared before? I’m not sure either. Anyway, my sister is good.
I wanted to play around again.
‘I was taken aback at first when I said it was a pillow talk, right?’
I smiled and said in a playful voice.
“Sister.”
“Why again?”
“I really don’t know, but what is a pillow talk?”
“What?”
Yang Da-hee’s eyes widened momentarily, and then hesitantly turned his head away.
“Mo, you don’t have to know…”
*
What is a Philotalk?
Unexpected words hit the eardrum.
[Because it’s like this, it’s like a pillow talk.]
With a frown on her face, she landed on the floor and pulled herself up towards her brother.
“Why, why…”
“What did you just say?”
There was no way Yang Da-joon would know such a thing, but his body trembled when he brought up the word “Pilotoke”.
‘Who is this. Who told you that?’
It wasn’t that she was angry with Dajun Yang, but that she was angry with the extramarital girl who stained her innocent little brother.
Long enough to hold his fist tight enough to crush his fingernails into his skin.
Yang Da-hee found out too late that her sister was trembling like a frightened rabbit.
‘Ah…’
My precious little brother is afraid. Seeing that, my anger softened a little, but as an adult, I have an obligation to protect my little brother, so I can’t quit.
‘I’m pissed off, but I have to put up with it.’
Her eyes twitched, but she spoke slowly in a softer voice than before.
“Where did you learn that? Huh?”
“I saw it on the Internet…”
His younger brother answered in a low voice, but Yang Da-hee liked it.
‘Our Dajunie is kind.’
He is a younger brother who knows how to speak honestly when his older sister scolds him. In the future, all you have to do is listen carefully to what your sister says and be careful about how you behave. I’ll stand by your side so that other girls don’t get twisted.
Yang Da-hee decided to ride well because she wanted to protect her younger brother.
‘Don’t be too strict…’
He bent his eyes like a crescent moon so as not to be frightened, and spoke in a clear pronunciation so that he could be alert.
“Don’t write. Words like that.”
“Yes.”
I put out my lips and nodded, but my heart pounded as I lowered my eyes.
‘Hey, he’s still a kid.’
Every action stimulates a woman’s need for protection. I wanted to hug her tightly, but I put my strength on her shoulder and endured it. It was because hugging her brother might cross the line like before.
‘No, not to attack. ‘Cause I’m awake now.’
Dahee Yang took a deep breath and calmed her raging heart. Next to her is her younger brother, and she decides to soothe her so that she doesn’t feel distanced because she scolded her a little.
‘Because I’m the older sister.’
Yang Da-hee stabbed her at the waist to comfort her pouting sister.
“Dajun.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not angry. Do you know your heart?”
“I don’t know…”
He turns her head around in a hesitant voice.
‘Really, it’s so cute.’
Anyway, no matter what, in the end, as if it was like that at some other time, ‘Suna, I like it’ and hugged her. Yang Da-hee thought that her brother was complaining and shook her shoulder.
“Ugh.”
In the end, it was Yang Da-joon who couldn’t stand it and turned around again.
“Huh.”
As if she was angry, she tried to pout her mouth, but only the corner of her mouth twitched. As expected, Yang Da-joon spoke first, as if the pouting had been resolved long ago.
“Sister.”
“Why again?”
“But what does a pilotoke mean?”
Blinking his eyes, I asked, but I couldn’t bear to get angry.
‘Well, what do I have to explain.’
Like a child asking their parents how babies are born, I was puzzled and evasive.
“Mo, you don’t have to know…”
Dahee Yang shook his head and turned him away.
‘Ugh…’
I couldn’t say that I would find out later.
‘How is it?’
She would date a woman outside and get to know her naturally, but ⋯ Yang Da-hee did not want to accept her future where her sister would be hugged by another woman and sue her for her pillow head.
‘I don’t like it…’
However, no matter how much they deny reality, the older sister and younger brother cannot continue. It is a relationship that cannot become one as long as blood is connected even on the other half.
‘Is it really not possible…?’
My heart aches with a sense of immorality just by imagining it, but if I actually mix my body, I might lose my reason in the ecstasy.
Both of them said they were going to sleep and closed their eyes again, but Yang Da-hee had to sleep because of the ringing between her legs.
*
(Sister)
“Dajun, are you sleeping?”
I called quietly, but no answer came back.
“After…”
I got out of the blanket to wake up my younger siblings and walked slowly. Then he took a cigarette and went outside.
Late at night, there was no one in front of the house, and only the wind blew.
“Ugh, it’s cold.”
He lighted a cigarette while rubbing her arms against each other.
“Huh, huh…”
I stare into space with a long sigh.
‘⋯Jun-ah.’
It’s time to stay up all night thinking about your brother. The words you asked me linger in my head and throb my heart.
‘I…’
Why are you my brother’s older sister? I’d rather be able to hug my brother if I didn’t mix a drop of blood. Then, we would have been able to lie down with our belly button to each other laughing, and have a quiet conversation.
‘No, it’s only half blood, so it’s okay to hug it, right?’
What. Laughter broke out.
“Eww, that’s crazy…”
I hung my head, sighed, and returned home.
The moonlight seeped through the windows in the house, and Dajuni and Dami were still soundly asleep.
“Mmmm…”
Seeing her brother tossing and turning, he pulled the blanket over her face.
‘Dajun’s body is warm.’
Her hands, which had been cold as ice, melted little by little from her brother’s warm breath. That body temperature is transmitted to my heart, which came back after taking a deep sigh.
I liked it so much that I lay down next to my brother. The body odor, which was good whenever she smelled it, penetrated her nostrils.
“Okay…”
He murmurs softly, but his whole body tries to heat up in response to his brother’s body odor. It seems that the aftermath of the past is still there.
‘Because Dajun was asleep, so I almost touched him.’
He bit her neck and sucked it because it made him clean. From there, he tried to bite his brother’s cock, which was still bleeding.
‘Even now…’
Even after a long time, the feeling of stabbing echoes from below and does not leave my body alone. Even though the person involved didn’t even know her sister’s heart and fell asleep.
I brushed my brother’s bangs to the side and watched his deeply closed eyelids.
“Umm…”
‘Ah…’
He licks his lips as if he is talking in his sleep. Soon my gaze fell there, and I unknowingly wet my lips with saliva.
“Gulp…”
In front of my eyes are my brother’s lips. I got up a little and cautiously approached.
