Chapter 89 – Episode 89. What, What! I Told You Not to Come! The ‘Younger Sister’ Who Jumps Up and Goes Wild. … What Were You Doing?
Even though it was daytime, sunlight was blocked by the surrounding buildings, so the whole house was covered in twilight darkness.
‘It’s pretty dark because the lights are off.’
It is a familiar sight for Yang Da-joon, who is often left alone.
Rather, what I need to bring is my sister’s USB.
After confirming that it was placed on the desk, I wanted to drop by my room.
I walked into the room, relying on the dim light.
But, a buzzing sound came from somewhere.
“Huh…”
The sound came from my room.
I thought I had heard it wrong, so I kept moving forward, but the closer I got, the clearer the sound.
“Huh…”
What came out of the room was a groan.
‘No way.’
The faces of the women in my house come to mind.
An older sister who sees her younger brother as a man, and a younger sister who seems to have feelings for her older brother.
‘Ha… Can I go in now?’
I thought it was useless to hesitate since I was already home.
I took a hard step and entered my room.
A warm glow greeted me.
“Uh.”
I took a deep breath and turned my head towards the sound.
I must have cleaned it up when I left, but the messy bed and the constant rustling of the duvet.
And the girl startled in the futon…
“What, what…”
“Damiya?”
It was Yang Dami, the younger sister.
I hoped not, but I saw her sister occupying her brother’s bed.
I made eye contact with ‘her sister’.
“This, this…”
Dami Yang froze in her place, her fluff bristling like a frightened cat.
“Ah…”
She kept her mouth shut for a while, then spoke in an uncharacteristic crawling voice when she saw me.
“I told you not to come back…”
Hiding under the blanket, only his face was sticking out.
Looking at Dami Yang, her cheeks flushed, I thought about why her “Her sister” Would be in my room.
‘There is nothing to worry about. Of course that would be it.’
It was obvious what he was doing under the blanket.
He was fidgeting so much that the blankets were still rustling non-stop.
“Oh… I told you not to come back…”
Just looking at it, I can tell you were very upset.
I decided to drag some time out for her babbling sister.
Like ‘Yang Da-jun’, she lifted the corner of her mouth and said.
“Ugh, sorry. My sister said she left something, so I’m going to find it.”
“Who asked? Car, get out when you find it!”
“Um… This is my room.”
While scratching her head leisurely, Dami Yang jumped up and said in a high-pitched voice.
“Ah… You know!?”
At the same time, the blanket fell to the floor and made a rustling sound.
Dami Yang looked down at me and she puffed up.
‘Now I’ll have to give him an excuse to get out.’
She looked at Yang Dami, whose face turned red, and said.
“If you want to sleep in my room, sleep more.”
“Oh…”
Dami Yang flinched for a second, then she glared at me.
“Shut up… !”
Then he shoved my shoulder and ran outside.
Every time I came to my room, I couldn’t overcome the shame and ran away.
The door slammed shut with a bang, and the sound of the door going down echoed.
*
“Chi… !”
Dami Yang ran outside with her head bowed.
‘Why did you come back already!?’
She said that Yurim was going to her sister’s.
She also said that she wouldn’t come until she was tired of waiting like last time… !
Dami Yang thought of her morning work as she huffed and puffed.
After she gets a massage from Dajun Yang.
It was Dami Yang who was holding on to her beating heart while hugging her clothes.
However, Dajun Yang, who entered her room, came out dressed as her.
“… Where are you going?”
“It’s Yurim.”
“Miss Ha… Go and don’t come back.”
He tousled her hair and said it bluntly.
Dajun Yang seemed to be listening, but just looked around her in a daze.
‘What.’
She followed her gaze and found a usb at the end.
Why are you interested in such useless things? I’m afraid it’s not a climb.
Yang Da-joon tilted her head for a moment and then proceeded to the front door.
“Fool…”
Dami Yang looked at her back and mumbled to herself.
“You said you wouldn’t disappear from my side… How long has it been since she said…”
He held her clothes in her arms and squeezed them between her thighs.
She lowered her head as she felt the tip of her chest tickle. Yang Dajun said that she was ready to leave.
“I’ll be right back.”
When she turned her head, she was looking at herself with a smile on her face.
Dami Yang wriggled her eyes, and she fired at Dajun Yang.
“Don’t come!”
“Huh?”
“I told you not to come? Just come back early!”
It was deliberately squealing.
With the bluff, Yang Da-joon got scared and thought he would come really late.
‘Anyway, Yang Da-joon… You won’t even know I’m waiting and you’ll come late.’
Dami Yang snorted at her, and she didn’t even meet her eyes until Dajun Yang left.
“Joy.”
“Ugh.”
Yang Da-joon ran out as if running away.
He was afraid that he might not be a man, so he was timid and fell for it.
As the door closed, the wind from outside rushed in.
Dami Yang slowly turned her head.
“Joy.”
I waited longer because I didn’t know.
“… Joy.”
That’s right… ?
Dami Yang rose slowly from her seat.
She stared out the doorway and pursed her lips.
“Just come back early…”
She muttered and moved on her steps.
It was on the side of the ‘real brother’ room.
Her heart thumped whenever her heels hit the ground.
“Ha…”
Her trembling was to hold her chest and stare at Yang Dajun’s room.
And.
Creak-.
After a while the mattress swayed and her old bed made a noise.
*
“Huh…”
Dami Yang hugged her pillow.
Holding her older brother’s sleep in her body, wriggling her body as if she didn’t know what to do.
The round duvet swayed on top of the creaking mattress.
“Huh… !”
A warm feeling rose between the two wiggling legs.
“Extreme…”
Her jagged teeth bit into something in her.
“Yang Da-joon…”
He squeezed between her legs as he called her real brother’s name.
“From me…”
As he fumbled in her mouth, he soaked it with the girl’s saliva.
“Don’t fall…”
A drop of saliva trickled down her thin chin.
What Yang Da-mi was biting was her older brother’s underwear.
“Hush… Picked up both…”
Holding something in her mouth that seemed like she had just taken it off, and calling out the name of her brother who looked like a real asshole.
Every time I tightened the pillow I was hugging tightly with all my might, it felt like my brother’s body odor that had permeated the fabric flowed out.
“Haha… !”
As I rubbed my body against the pillow, the sunken breast nipples itched.
Every time my heart raced, a tickling feeling came up and I couldn’t keep my body still.
“Stay by my side…”
Whenever I do something, I think of a stupidly smiling face saying, “Huh, sorry.”
As Dami Yang pictured her own brother in her mind, she drenched her hole, still her virgin.
“Ah…”
The more she thought about it, the more her words that she had stored in her heart tried to leak out.
“Oh,”
When she couldn’t stand it any longer, Dami Yang slowly opened her mouth.
“Brother.”
Her lips trembled and the word she spat was ‘brother’.
She rubbed her cheek against her pillow, recalling her own kin.
“Brother…”
She closed her eyes and curled up over her like a newborn kitten.
In her cooing voice she babbled incessantly as she rubbed her face here and there.
“Huh, huh…”
It was then.
Bubbly.
‘Oh… ?’
She opened her eyes with the feeling of hairs standing up all over her body.
She wondered when she had been walking, but by the time Yang Dami came to her senses, her steps had already stopped.
Her younger sister lying on her bed and wrapped in a blanket, and a boy who appeared out of nowhere.
Standing in front of her was her own real brother.
‘… !’
Dami Yang was startled and half-raised her body.
I was startled once again by the sound of the rustling blanket and wrapped her body tightly.
“What, what is it?”
“Dami Yang?”
Dami Yang sat in her place as if she was frozen in her, only to open her mouth.
She must have said Yurim was going to her sister’s.
If it was like usual, no matter how long I waited, it would have appeared around sunset.
‘Why are you back already… ?’
For some reason, along with a feeling of joy, on the other hand, her heart thumped.
“Oh…”
She just remembered what she was like.
Her sister, who was hugging her pillow and biting off her real brother’s underwear.
Dami Yang squirmed in her futon, and she cautiously opened her mouth.
“I told you not to come back…”
Her eyelids quivered.
It was so hot that it felt like her face was about to explode at any moment.
Yang Dami trembled all over and adjusted her clothes under her blanket.
Dajun Yang tilted his head as usual.
‘Fool… !’
I wish I could say something.
Why she was in her own room, what was she doing in her bed. She was short of breath, wondering if something had happened.
‘Asshole, I really don’t notice.’
Dami Yang hid her brother’s underwear in her pocket and cautiously raised her eyes.
But she couldn’t look straight.
Her eyes were blurry, and it seemed like something moist would spill out of her at any moment.
“Uh, sorry…”
Seeing that, Dajun Yang widened her eyes, and she belatedly said,
She seemed to be blinking her eyes for a long time, but it was not a big deal to say that she was at best.
“My sister said she left something, so I’m going to look for it.”
“Eww…”
That’s right too.
Also, not me, someone else… !
Yangdami was hot.
“Car…”
She let her voice out at her brother, whom she had been waiting for so long.
“If you find it, get out!”
He shouted in a high-pitched voice as usual, trying to shake off the tickling feeling that had accumulated in his heart at once.
Dajun Yang scratched his head and said.
“This is my room.”
“Ah… I know!”
A real asshole, is that what you say!?
Yang Dami jumped up from her seat.
The blanket he had been wrapped in was slipping down to the floor.
As if she were a real brother, she threw away the pillow she was hugging tightly and stood right in front of Dajun Yang.
‘It looks like a real asshole… !’
Even just meeting her eyes didn’t make her heart beat.
Jessie, her brother, only blushed at the sight of a boy smaller than her.
Yang Da-joon didn’t know the speed and started talking nonsense.
“If you want to sleep in my room, sleep more.”
“Oh…”
You bastard, you have no idea what I was doing.
Dami Yang stuck her teeth out in a tearful heart and said,
“Hey, shut up!”
She shoved her brother on the shoulder, who was standing still, and ran out of her room as if running away.
“Chi… !”
She huffed and sprinted through her front door.
As she descended the stairs, the bob of his knife, which he had been calmly arranging, was disturbed with a clanking sound.
‘What! Why did you come back already… !’
To say that my sister came to pick up something, an incomprehensible sound lingered in my head.
I thought she’d be back late. I thought it would be fine for a while. She already bit her lip, blaming herself for the past.
Dami Yang, who came out, had to open his eyes wide again.
“Oh.”
Someone was leaning on a telephone pole and waving his hand.
“Dami.”
“… Sister?”
For some reason, the person waiting in front of the house was Lee Yoo-rim.
My older brother’s childhood friend who always greets me with a smile.
But Dami Yang couldn’t straighten his face.
“Dami, what’s wrong?”
“Oh…”
Instead, I bit my lip and passed Lee Yu-rim.
Leaving the embarrassed Lee Yu-rim behind, he ran away.
“Yangdami? What’s wrong, Dami!”
She heard a voice calling her name from behind, but Dami Yang ran aimlessly without looking back as if she had covered her ears.
How far she ran
Dami Yang stopped her steps when her cell phone rang.
The text was confirmed with a jingling and vibrating sound.
Dajun Yang [Damiya]
It was Yang Da-joon.
I grumbled and tried to turn off the screen, but a text message arrived one after another.
Dajun Yang [When are you coming?]
Dajun Yang [(Emoji showing face at home)]
“Under…”
Not just a question, but two question marks and an emoticon.
Laughter was about to leak out at the clumsy text messages sent without knowing the speed of others.
‘You bastard, are you doing this knowingly? Are you doing this on purpose?’
Dami Yang tousled her hair.
“Chi.”
She did, but she replied.
Yang Da-mi [I’m going to stay out]
It was a short word, but it was enough for her.
Since she usually stayed out often, she wouldn’t think it was strange.
In my current state of mind, I felt that Yang Dajun’s face would explode if I saw him again.
“Asshole, really…”
Dami Yang thought so and lowered her head.
Standing crookedly, a hand in one pocket.
There was a circle of her brother’s underwear.
Dami Yang’s body trembled.
“… What to do.”
*
‘Dami, I won’t think bad thoughts.’
I was relieved to see the usual reply.
She also texted another girl at the same time.
In one corner of the screen was a profile picture.
I stared at it and went out of the house.
