Chapter 212 – Extraversion. Writer Kim Winter, Editor Kim Ga-Eul (1)
“Anyway, I want to write about my experience with my brother, so he decides how to write it. ⋯I don’t know how far to keep the line.”
“Among all the things we’ve been through, there are only actions that have gone far beyond the line, right?”
“⋯Is that so?”
“From the day you were lying in my room wearing an eyepatch, we are out… No. From the point you stole my locarty to Dolphin pants and walked around. What little sister wears a dress like that and hangs around her brother.”
“It’s not your brother’s, it’s your brother’s gift to me.”
“You sometimes went around wearing big things because you asked for a size. Loosely.”
“That… I borrowed it for a while because I was curious about how my brother would react if I wore it without showing the bottom.”
“That part crossed the line.”
“If you say that you’ve crossed the line, there’s nothing you can write about, right?”
“⋯Wait a minute.”
He lifts up his brother who is lying on her bed and puts his butt on the chair in front of her desktop.
I think about it as I sit on my lap with the winter that was clinging to me.
I suggested uploading the novel as a hobby and a sense of pride, but I can’t figure out how to write it and where to post it.
If you simply tell the story when you have sex, isn’t that just a dirty joke?
However, if we explain the situation in detail, it seems that the identity will be identified.
No matter how much we are siblings who have overcome hardship and adversity, I don’t want to hear from others like ‘brother and sister who are close enough to be suspicious’.
I don’t know if I’m going to emigrate, but I’m not allowed to be looked at like that right away.
Since Korea is so small, rumors will spread even to my relatives.
“Winter, do you want to write a novel or an essay?”
“Um…It doesn’t matter either way.”
“What?”
“I just wanted to show off to others, so I asked them to use it. A bit realistic?”
“⋯If you use it too openly, your identity will be robbed. How scary these days are.”
“Ah, please. Posting anonymously…”
“Anonymity is scarier, dude.”
Watching the still anonymous and fearless Gye-gyeol look innocently at the lighted monitor, I couldn’t help but worry, either as his older brother or as his companion.
Our relationship isn’t a complete secret, and if you explain everything, there will be quite a few people who will recognize you.
In addition, judging from that attitude without a sense of crisis, the identity might be stolen by those who have a lot of suspiciously long time to be curious about the realistic content.
It’s a dirty picture. They say they put it all on the hard drive, but right now, their KakaoTalk profile is just their face cut out of the picture they took with me.
It’s pretty unpleasant when people you don’t know talk about each other’s little sister’s face.
Looks like you need to pay a little attention.
“It’s okay for you to write novels, but if you write essays or memoirs, there are a lot of people who can be recognized. Whether it’s your friend Well, maybe a college classmate.”
“My friends know roughly everything about me, so it doesn’t matter too much. ⋯And among the classmates, there are no close friends? Honestly, I don’t think it matters if I find out.”
“Can you think of my friend too? None of my friends know that I am a human being who attacks my sister?”
“What is it, brother? Are you ashamed of me?”
“I am not ashamed of you, I am ashamed of myself.”
“There is a lot of shame about that size. It doesn’t suit you.”
It seems that Gye-ryeol doesn’t understand the difference between ‘My older brother was so obsessed with it that I had no choice but to choose the forbidden path.’
The former is excusable, but the latter is plain crap.
Of course, even if the former is an obvious lie and the latter is an obvious fact, nothing will change.
As long as I’m the elder, I have about 90% of the responsibility.
“And, if you’re feeling uneasy, you can change it up a bit, right? Um… Wouldn’t it go unnoticed if I dramatized it as if I were the older sister and my brother was the younger brother?”
“⋯That’s not okay.”
“What is it, really? My brother is very strict. Even my older brother said to try it.”
“If you change it to older sister or younger sister, you will pretend to be older sister in real life. You looked so excited the last time you saw me and called me autumn.”
“Oh, did you hear? Hehe… I’m sorry, Autumn.”
“Where are you going to talk to your brother in a flattering way?”
“Eh, are you talking badly to your sister right now?”
“Do it.”
“Eight, Eight.”
Wouldn’t it be okay if I let you see Winter sitting between my thighs and smiling at me? A complacent thought came to mind, but it was quickly blown away by the stabbing in the side.
Even now, when the hierarchy of older brothers and sisters is well established, they are still trying to cheat and exploit their stamina, but if you walk around all day with a noona concept, the future is more obvious than inside.
You’re not going to openly bully me with the excuse that you’re okay because you’re my older sister.
I got a feel for what a real squeeze was when I played my sister once a few months ago.
It was then that I realized for the first time that if I didn’t stop shaking my hand after ejaculation, my head would go crazy and even breathing would become difficult.
It’s an experience I don’t want to go through again.
There was a huge difference in physical strength between ejaculating several times while controlling my willpower and Gye-gyeol forcibly squeezing it several times.
I don’t know if it’s something to balance when Winter is tired, but it’s usually a bit like that.
If he earnestly asks, I won’t be able to refuse.
“⋯Hey, brother.”
“Why, again.”
“You said you wouldn’t do it until 7 o’clock today, so why did you make it bigger again and again? ⋯It touches my butt right now?”
“Why are you saying honorifics all of a sudden?”
“You seem to get excited whenever I treat you rudely, so I tried to politely ask you to calm down, but is there a problem?”
“⋯It’s done.”
“Ah, run away. Not confident to win an argument with her sister. Puhh…”
“⋯Yeah, I lost. I will surrender, surrender.”
Actually, it’s not that I’m going to get angry at the words that I use honorific words, but I declared that I would never do it until 7 o’clock, and it was my fault that I was so excited, so I decided to accept the criticism.
If you look back to the cause of this, Winter, who touched my castle, was to blame, but after all, Winter, who went from being her sister to an older sister to a nasty maid in 3 minutes, was cute.
Seriously, she’s a younger sister who doesn’t give people a chance to get bored.
Seeing them laughing even though they’re so tired makes me feel like I’m living a very enjoyable life.
Thanks to you, I am also happy.
Although he became human garbage with a distorted castle wall.
“Since you surrendered, I will ask you one question. ⋯ If oppa writes with me, what kind of content does he want to write?”
“I just write it like a love story in moderation, and when the story builds up to some extent…”
“Is that what you really want?”
“Uh.”
“⋯Even if you say it with your mouth, it is all revealed in my brother’s eyes. Actually, you want to brag about taking erotic pictures, but you’re annoyed because you can’t, right? That’s why I asked him to write a novel instead, and he nodded.”
“Hey, that’s…”
“To the subject that I film here and there every day whenever I am in charge of sex. It’s not convincing even if you lie to the subject of getting an erection every time you take a picture. Pervert.”
“That’s what you seduced me first!”
“I wanted to leave a proof of love with my brother, and my brother just has that tendency, so it’s completely different, right?”
“⋯.”
Seeing the person who had trained me with such trash talking like that made me angry, but I couldn’t find anything to refute.
⋯Yes. To be honest, I want to brag.
It’s not even a relationship where you can take her around and brag about it to your friends.
I know it’s something I shouldn’t brag about, so I fell for Winter’s flattery to write a dirty novel instead.
It is a matter of which people who do not know are getting my brother with my brother, but it is a dog to swear because of the envy of the younger people who do not know the winter.
It wasn’t once or twice that whenever I looked back at the photos or videos I had taken, I thought how to cut them well and deceive them anonymously.
I didn’t even open my mouth because I thought if I confided that to Gye-ri, the answer would 100% be okay.
If it hadn’t been between brother and sister… Seriously, I might have fallen for that.
It seems like he would have openly touched his side or chest on the street.
I think he would have put real tattoos on his body, not just tattoo stickers, and secretly wore clothes with that part cut out and went around all over the place.
It is clear that the photos and videos that were taken were cut to fit the face and uploaded to an overseas site somewhere.
I would have had sex every day the same way we played the video of us having sex while watching the comments that made me laugh after watching it.
Well, since we’re brother and sister, we fell in love, so it’s probably a meaningless family.
“⋯Winter.”
“Huh.”
“I think it would be dangerous to openly write about you and me, and I don’t really feel like it.”
“Huh.”
“Let’s change it up a little bit. The name is of course changed. My personality is a bit more… Like dog trash. With a more nasty setting.”
“Brother, if you become more trashy here, you’re almost a criminal…”
“Let’s try something like that. ⋯ Only the erotic scenes are written as they are while watching the video. After all, I want to boast that you are an attractive woman, and you want to boast that I am an attractive man.”
“Yes.”
“Let’s write it down as if it’s short storytelling… And post it somewhere like an anonymous bulletin board in the community. ⋯ Surprisingly, that kind of thing was popular.”
“⋯ Oppa, do you see that?”
“Once upon a time.”
“Transformation.”
“Actually, I see you today. I’m trying to find a play I can play with you.”
“⋯Perverted.”
In the end, it means that we can’t break free from the trap of brother and sister.
In reality, it is impossible to show off proudly, let alone boast.
I got permission somehow, but it’s a fact that I have to hide from now on.
But a novel is fiction in English.
A little bit of reality is added.
In fiction, it’s okay if you don’t care about the future and the development just goes out.
Even if you show love and boast,
Even if we write down a much more radical love than we do in reality.
Wouldn’t it be okay?
No no
