Chapter 62 – My Sister Will Tell You About Alcohol Step by Step.
I didn’t notice Yuna, who was next to her, and when I checked her scent while inhaling her breath to the fullest, she disgusted me and reached out her hand as if to cover my mouth and nose. .
“No!”
“Are you okay?”
“It’s not okay!”
She chuckled while dodging Yuna’s hand, then grasped her extended wrist at a good angle and pulled her.
Pulled by her, Yuna lost her balance and buried her face in her chest. She gently stroked her back and her head with her hand as she watched her use it like a pillow for her.
“Instead, I’ll let you enjoy her breasts.”
“…”
She smiled happily as she felt Yuna’s breath tickling her chest, but Yuna, who belatedly regained her senses, jumped away from me in her fright.
“This, Ispin. You…!”
“Yes. Sorry, it was because I was a bit playful.”
Yuna, who was about to say something to the apology that she didn’t feel sorry for at all, her eyes slowly descended toward my heart.
“It’s Yuna. Do you want to touch my chest?”
“It’s okay! Come wash her hands and feet. I’ll set the table for you.”
If Yuna said she really wanted to touch her breasts, she could have pushed her out to touch them. She stuck her tongue out a little, regretting it.
After seeing her unfolding her folding desk and placing her beer and tteokbokki on it, I went into her bathroom and wiped her hands and feet with her soap.
Well. Because they are like this, they feel like newlyweds who got married, right?
She imagined serving me a meal after returning from work. It was natural for her to see Yuna wearing her apron, ashamed of herself, as she filled her upper legs with the food she made herself instead of the food she bought.
“…I want to attack.”
If I were to face such a scene for real, wouldn’t I be knocked down and suck the nape of her neck, saying that I would rather drink your blood than a hearty meal?
Suppressing her palpitations, she wiped the remaining moisture off her hands and feet before leaving.
A bowl of tteokbokki was placed in the center of the desk, and a front plate, chopsticks, and fork were placed facing each other. I was happy that the fork symbolized the consideration given to me, who was not used to using chopsticks.
After seeing me come out, I sat facing Yuna and opened a package of canned beer while I was washing her hands and feet in the bathroom.
I looked at the seat opposite her, wondering what her choice would be, and there was a small bottle of milk.
Among the colorful beers in the packaging, I put down the can with the lowest alcohol content next to the milk.
Yuna, who had just washed up, sat across from her, and when she saw a can of beer that hadn’t been there before, she put on a worried expression.
“Didn’t she say she never drank?”
“Yes. What do you mean?”
“This older sister will teach you her drink. You learn this from adults.”
Yuna didn’t show much reaction, as if she didn’t want to. Doesn’t she hate offering drinks? As she waited, she asked again, tapping her can of beer with her fingertips.
“Are you old?”
“…Why?”
She never thought to point out the adult part.
“I think the alcohol I drank could fill a lake?”
With her confident expression on her face, she tapped her chest with her fist, and Yuna’s gaze flickered along with the movement of her bouncing breasts.
“Did you see the chest?”
Before answering no, she snatched the beer can from Yuna and opened it.
Cheek-! Click!
Just listening to it, the cool sound lifted my heart. I wanted to drink it right away, but since this is Yuna’s share, I set it down next to the milk again.
“Since I saw your breasts, drink a can as punishment.”
“Ispin. I-“
“Hey heck… You’ve seen my breasts as an eye candy, but you’re not going to admit it?”
As she forced herself into a fake cry as if she was about to shed tears, Yuna shook her head along with her sigh.
“Okay. You can drink If you drink.”
Immediately after her passive declaration of defeat, he changed his expression into a wide smile and took any of her cans of beer in his hand.
“Good idea. Gulp… Gulp… Puha-“
Originally, the beers sold around the world were like lukewarm barley water, but the beer I was drinking now was cool as if ice had been added, and it was delicious with a deep flavor.
I intended to take only one sip, but I emptied the can in an instant. With a satisfied smile, I chose a new beer with a happy heart about what the other beer would be like.
“…So delicious?”
It seemed like I was drinking it so well that Yuna glanced at the beer in front of her and seemed interested. He raised one corner of her mouth and answered her in a voice full of sincerity.
“Delicious.”
It was enough to say that delicious things are delicious. Therefore, when recommending to others, I thought that only sincerity was needed, and it was unnecessary to embellish words like a bard.
I used to drink it, but I didn’t make up my mind yet, so I left Yuna, who couldn’t hold her canned beer, and looked at the tteokbokki.
The scent of her spicy spices stung her nose. Maybe it’s because of the strong scent? The bright red sauce felt like a threat to kill me if I ate it.
“…Then, shall I have a drink too?”
While she was having a snowball fight with Tteokbokki, she raised her head at the voice she heard. The way she reached for her can of beer with her slender fingers hesitantly was cute.
“Good idea.”
Starting half way, she thought she would drink it herself, so she picked up a fork and poked the red tteokbokki without looking at her drinking beer. She put the bright red sauce into her mouth, being careful not to spill it on her clothes.
“…Compared to the spicy scent, it’s sweet and soft, ew!”
Spicy!!! No, it hurts!!!!
Tears welled up at how spicy it was. Contrary to my holding her mouth shut and holding back her moans, Yuna was enjoying the tteokbokki as if nothing was wrong.
“Sooooo…”
The pain started to subside as she hurriedly opened up a freshly brewed beer and poured it into her mouth before her tears started to flow.
“This… Huh… How is it… Ha ha, are you eating well?”
“Yes?”
When I asked while wiping the sweat from her forehead with her handkerchief, Yuna looked at Tteokbokki and me, then tilted her head.
“Still, it wasn’t as spicy as other places, right? Oh, right. I was a spin foreigner…”
Yuna put on an apologetic expression as if she realized it only then, but I was more embarrassed.
If you understand my pain just because you are a foreigner, what the hell is spicy food in this country? Is it a food that detects hidden intruders?
My tongue was still tingling from how shocking it was, but I heard the hallucinations teasing Al Hemina saying, “It’s a pity that she lost to something like tteokbokki.”
Her mouth was hot as if it were on fire, so as she kept holding the beer in her mouth, she noticed that Yuna was sorry.
“Because I didn’t ask how spicy it was first. Don’t mind it so much.”
“Um… But…”
Looking at Yuna’s downcast appearance, a good idea came to my mind. Rising from her seat, she moved to the seat next to her. Then sit close enough to her thighs to touch. She rested her head on Yuna’s shoulder and looked up quietly with her beer in her mouth.
The aroma of spicy spices and the smell of barley beer wafted around us. I lightly bumped my can of beer into Yuna’s can of beer, which I hadn’t even taken a sip of.
“Cheers! Let’s drink to our heart’s content.”
Yuna stood close by and watched me leave the tteokbokki and sip her beer, and she finally made up her mind and put her can of beer to her lips.
I looked at Yuna’s face while pretending to drink. Every time she drank her beer, her moving throat felt sensational.
“Sigh…”
“How? Did you just drink?”
“Something, like barley-flavored soda.”
I thought she wouldn’t drink anymore because I kept seeing her hesitating, but she drank sparingly and eventually emptied the entire can.
“Sigh…”
I could feel the reddened cheeks, the warmer body than before, and the sigh mixed with the scent of alcohol.
The plan I made today could only be executed if Yuna was drunk. She casually lowered her finished can of beer down her desk, opened a new can of beer, and put it there.
“There are a lot of them, so drink comfortably.”
“Yes…”
While Yuna was drinking her drink, she told the story of her scavenging at the large mart with Jena and her friends so that the story wouldn’t be interrupted.
Yuna, who was listening to her, said that she was like a college MT talking on the Internet, and she laughed. This time, when I asked what it was, Yuna smiled defenselessly and pressed my cheek, she said.
“University freshmen get together and go out for two days and one night. It reduced the awkwardness and became an opportunity to become closer.”
Though I’ve never been to Yuna, she had eyes gazing into the distance somewhere she could have imagined. She does, she adds, and she tells stories about how the girls share a room, and how they drink at night, just like we do now.
All the girls I’ve seen for the first time today sleep together in a big room? Isn’t that a complete lesbian camp?
She made a note in the corner of her head that she would have to intervene in that MT someday.
In the meantime, as Yuna, who had become less talkative, began to doze off, she covered the remaining tteokbokki on her desk and put her can of beer away.
“It’s Yuna. If you want to sleep, you have to sleep in the bed.”
“Ugh…”
She hugged Yuna, revealing her defenseless side, like her princess, and she laid her down on the bed. Then she turned off the light and sat down on her knees beside her bed, quietly looking at Yuna’s face and waiting.
Until you fall asleep so deeply that you won’t wake up even if someone touches you.
