Chapter 804 – Sex Friend Sisters Ⅰ (5)
The place where Muel stopped the car was a housing complex located quite far from Place Walters, but not far from the inspection office. Compared to the villa that Erden gave as a gift, as well as the house where Marey lived, houses that felt smaller were standing one by one at a distance.
“Look, I can see it. Excuse me. That’s Muel’s house. “That’s my house.”
Sarah pointed out the window as the car slowly slowed down. And so-and-so’s baron over there, and so-and-so’s count’s son over there. As she was telling the story, Marei nodded her head frantically as she heard the family name for the first time.
“It’s a nobleman’s house…”
“Small? “It’s not the main house, it’s like a vacation home.”
The prices here are enormous. Sarah shook her head as if she was fed up.
“There’s no need to tell Marey that.”
“Are you trying to appeal to Marei that your sister is quite rich?”
“Um, our count family too… “I won’t lose to the Gabia family!”
She looks at Muel with suspicion as she responds as if she has a sense of competition and sees that the girl, who is not usually like that, is sensitive today.
“W-what is it… ? “Look at it with those eyes.”
“Is it your period?”
In response to Sarah’s question that showed no signs of consideration, Muel unknowingly stepped on the brakes.
-Kkiik!
Marei felt like her body was floating, but thankfully Sara’s actions of hugging her tightly saved her from just shaking.
“Oh!? Well, what are you doing! Marei almost got hurt!”
“Who said menstruation! Well, it’s not that day! Ma, Marey… No.”
“Oh, yes… Okay.”
Is menstruation something to be ashamed of? Marei nodded her head slowly, thinking of Ravella and her twins. She said that there are things that come in handy when dealing with magical power, and among the few things she told me about, it seemed like there was something about menstruation.
I think Ran told a similar story. She said there was no need to worry about her because she was one of several ‘settings’. What she said at the time was that females, on average, have superior abilities…
“Really, what are you talking about to a child… Ma, Marey… “You can ignore what Aunt Sarah says.”
Muel started driving again.
“Oh, lady!? Hey! “You and I are the same age!”
“Don’t you remember how people often asked if Sarah was your older sister?”
“Well, that’s… !”
Marei let out a small laugh at the sight of the two older sisters bickering, putting Ran’s words that had slipped from a corner of her memory back into her subconscious.
“Ma, Marei… “My sister, she’s not an ajumma, right?”
Marei let out a small laugh at the sight of Sarah shaking her arm and looking at her with an urgent look on her face. Her rich, apricot-colored golden hair that fell down her back swayed wildly, distracting from her refreshing scent.
“You can be honest, Sarah is an ajumma, right? She’s totally an ajumma~?”
Muel’s brown eyes were sparkling as if he was begging for an answer.
“Umm… What should I do…”
At Marei’s answer, the older sisters opened their eyes wide and looked at Marei. I thought she was just an innocent little boy, but she was quite mischievous too. A strange smile appeared on Muel’s lips, and Sarah’s face was full of embarrassment.
“Ugh… ! I heard you’re rich~! Is there anything you want? Huh? Huh?”
“Ahaha, it’s okay. “So Sarah is an ajumma?”
“Ugh! Don’t do it! Don’t do it! “I’m not a lady!”
Marei let out a small laugh at his older sister, who was crying and clinging to her. The car had already stopped, as if she had reached her destination.
“So are you my sister?”
“Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!”
“But I said that the ones who want to be called ‘noona’ are the ladies…”
“No! No! “Because all women hate being called ‘ajumma’!”
Muel looked at Marey with curiosity as she played with her Sarah. It was the first time she had seen her close friend, who seemed unlikely to be swayed by anyone and controlled the atmosphere in most situations, being swayed like that.
“Then… “I’ll call you Sarah.”
“Really? Oh no… I’m actually your older sister…”
“Then shall we call you ajumma?”
“No! No! I want to do it noona! “I want to be your sister!”
Muelle can’t even say that she has to get off, and Sara seems to be fawning over the young boy. It’s pathetic, but she feels like she can understand a little more, and hopes that this time will continue just a little longer.
“Then can I call you Sister Sarah? Sister?”
“Huh! Huh! “Noona!”
“Yes, Sister Sarah!”
“I heard there’s only Marei~!”
Muel’s eyebrows narrow at the sight of Sara suddenly hugging Marei tightly.
“We’ve arrived, let’s get off now. Sarah. And Marey?”
“Ugh… “I want to stay like this just a little longer.”
“Marei, if you don’t get off, you’re Aunt Sarah, not Sister Sarah, right?”
“Should I say so?”
That’s shameful! Sarah let out a loud noise and took Marei away from her arms with a look of regret on her face.
Sister Sara’s house was the largest house Marei had seen when she lived on her wall, similar in size to her village chief’s house. It was a fairly large house with a room with exercise equipment, a bathroom, and a living room with a kitchen on the first floor, and a bed, study, and office on the second floor.
“Okay, introductions are over! Is there anything you’re interested in?!”
“I… “Shouldn’t we wash her hands first?”
In response to Marey’s common-sense question, Sarah and Muel made an ah sound and nodded their heads. Sarah cleared her throat when she realized that she had been so excited that she had been running through her house holding the little boy’s hand.
Muel, who was following Marei’s back, couldn’t even reprimand her close friend. She followed Sarah, who led Marey to her powder room.
“Here is…”
“Yes, it’s called a powder room. Isn’t it amazing? “I usually end up in the bathroom.”
Marey was trying to find the location of her bathroom, as it had a similar structure to what she saw at home, but Sarah proudly told her story.
“Should we call it Walter’s architectural method or style? It felt a bit uncomfortable at first because it was a bit unusual, but then I got the feeling that this was a new style. “It’s also more comfortable.”
“Yes… “Who, sister?”
As she turned on the tap to wash her hands, Sarah suddenly grabbed her right hand and Marei seemed embarrassed by her behavior and called out to her.
“I’ll wash you. Come on, give me your hand. This is like a soap bubble…”
“Then I will wash your left hand.”
As if Muel couldn’t get enough of Sarah showing excessive skinship, he stood opposite her and grabbed Mare’s left hand.
“Ah yes… Please take care of me?”
I thought they might show a bit of resistance, but Sara and Muel took a deep breath without realizing it when they saw Marey smiling slightly and saying hello.
“Yep! “I’ll wash you thoroughly!”
“Now spread your fingers. When you go outside, it’s like this…”
Without much thought, Marey listened to her sisters’ service as she placed her fingers between her fingers and gently touched them up and down, pressing her palms, and reaching down to the tips of her fingernails, as if giving her a massage.
Since it happens often at home, there was no resistance.
“Quite… There are calluses…”
“Wow, it’s really small…” .”
At first, the two older sisters from the inspection bureau, who wondered if this was okay, cuddled closely to the boy, stroking Marei’s hand and muttering unconsciously.
“It tickles, Sister Muel and Sister Sarah.”
“Oh, yes! Sorry! Sorry!”
“Well, it’s over soon!”
Seeing Marei burst into laughter at the tickling, the two females flinched as if in surprise and rolled their eyes left and right, looking at them as if they were surprised by their own actions of sticking close to the boy’s body.
“I think I’ve done enough…”
“Oh, yes! Sorry! Let’s wash with water now!”
“Hmm… Sir, let me turn on the water.”
The two sisters, who were so embarrassed that their ears turned red, meticulously wiped away the remaining foam from Marei’s hand and touched Marei’s hand several times as if they were disappointed.
“It looks like everything has been washed… “
“I feel like there are bubbles left. Yes, it’s all done… !”
“Ooh, we’re going to take a shower too. “Could you please rest in the living room for a bit?”
At Muel’s words, Marei obediently nodded her head and left her powder room.
“And… My hands…”
“Sarah, are you crazy?”
Muelle glared at her friend with such shame that her face turned red. She knew that it was not her place to criticize others, but for her own sake, for her own sake, for her own salvation, Muel beat Sarah up.
“Oh, no… Well, that… “You did a lot, too.”
Sarah, wanting to make an excuse, almost raises her voice, but then she remembers that there is a little boy in the living room and she answers softly.
“Well, I… Well, that… “It’s because your ears are cute.”
“It’s because I’m cute too.”
She had to manage her facial expressions, and she was ashamed of herself for molesting a young boy, and even her ears were dyed red, and she tried to come up with an excuse that didn’t even exist.
