My Adopted Family

After going to the convenience store, I carefully opened the door to my mother's room.

Mom was still asleep, not knowing anything.

I left the hangover cure drink from the convenience store in front of the dresser and carefully left the room.

And then I headed to the fitness room where my sister would be.

My sister had finished exercising and was sitting on the floor stretching.

If I look at my sister now, I think anyone, not just me, would feel burdened.

Why do women wear such clothes when exercising?

The bra top, which didn't look much different from regular bra, made my sister's already eye-catching breasts stand out even more.

The tight leggings exposed the hip and leg lines.

Even if you don't think of me as a man, isn't this too much?

Are all the sisters in other houses like this?

"I'll leave the water here."

I left a bag containing water and sanitary pads in the corner of the room and tried to leave.

"Rye, Come here for a moment."

"Why?"

"Why? Why did you say that now."

I just asked back, but it seemed like defiance to my sister.

I shook my head calmly and walked next to my sister.

"Do you have any other thoughts about Lye?"

My sister continued to stretch and started talking.

It is a terrifying posture in which the upper body is placed on the floor while the legs are split from side to side.

And the question she asked made my heart sink.

I swallowed dryly and pretended like nothing had happened.

"Other thoughts? What kind of thoughs?"

"Don't act like a fool, I saw bulge around your pants."

"Sis."

I jumped up in surprise at my sister's words, which were not filtered at all.

Heat gathers in my face.

"Why? Didn't that happened?"

My sister put her body on the floor and turned her face to me and asked.

"Uh... No."

"Okay?"

My sister raised her upper body and took a deep breath.

Then, she closed her legs, which were being torn from side to side, and sat in a proper posture.

"Rye, Do you think I'm is saying this to scold you?"

My sister said, this time looking straight into my eyes.

How did this happen?

For some reason, my sister's voice sounded like she was worried about me. Is it an auditory hallucination?

"I'm saying this because I'm worried about you. Lye is an idol. If even the slightest rumor gets out, there's no turning back."

"You don't have to worry because I won't do anything that will spread rumors."

"Okay? Rye, are you masturbating properly these days?"

"Huh?"

I was speechless.

They say that when people are too embarrassed, their minds turn blank. I guess this is what happens.

"In the past, when I entered your room, it was filled with the smell of semen, but now there's no smell at all? You don't masturbate often these days, do you?"

"What, what, masturbation, something like that."

I wanted to say something, but the words couldn't come out properly.

My tongue stiffened, and I refused to speak.

Masturbation, man, those are not words a sister talks with her brother.

You're also openly exposing your younger brother's private life. Even if you know, shouldn't you just pretend not to know?

No matter how much you say it, I think this really crossed the line.

"That… There's no need to tell you about this, right? Why on earth do you care about that?"

I spoke with a hint of anger.

But it didn't work for my sister.

"I'm worried. Is my beastly little brother properly satisfying his sexual desires?"

"… … ."

"If your sexual desire builds up and attacks my cute little sister, wouldn't it be a big problem? Because I don't want a sex offender in the house."

"Sister, you really can think something that... Really?" I'm speechless. Truly speechless. Just...

"Sister, are you treating me like a sex offender now?"

"No, not at all? I trust my younger brother the most in the world."

My sister said that and smiled brightly.

It was an innocent smile without any pretense.

"But no one in the world causes accidents because they want to. You don't even know what's going to happen."

"…?"

"So what I'm saying is that this sister helps before an accident happens. So that my cute little brother doesn't get into an accident."

"What and how can you help for whar?"

"Well. For example, masturbation?"

"Huh,"

I was speechless again.

Helps with masturbation?

Do you know what you're talking about?

"Sister. Don't play around. I'm going to be really angry too."

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

"So if this isn't a joke, what is?"

Slowly, I started to get really angry.

How worried I am inside.

I even felt angry at my sister, who spoke so carelessly without knowing such things.

However, my anger disappeared as if I had been doused with cold water by my sister's actions.

"Even like this?"

My sister took my hand and placed it on her chest.

I couldn't close my mouth.

I was ordered to masturbate by my older sister. 

Amara is a professional tennis player who debuted when she was in high school.

Even before her professional debut, she received a lot of attention for her title as the daughter of a celebrity and her gorgeous appearance.

She has a beauty that resembles her mother, a slender height, and F-cup breasts that capture men's attention.

It must be even more strange that a sister like this doesn't get any attention.

That tendency became even worse after my older sister made her professional debut.

People praised my older sister by calling her a genius tennis player.

My older sister, whose every action stood out, was a walking advertising tower.

Large companies were scrambling to sign sponsorship contracts, and countless advertising offers were received.

It was even said that a rookie professional who had not yet achieved any results earned more than most professional players.

But that wasn't all that good.

There are many haters due to the popularity being inflated more than the performance.

There were thousands of malicious comments on broadcasts and news articles featuring my sister.

Reporters monitored every detail of my sister's private life and continued to record rumors such as the plastic surgery controversy, her past history, and dating rumors.

Rumors without any substance just to get a little more views.

Whether it was true or not, such rumors were good fodder for people who just needed material to disparage my older sister.

But my sister was not shaken by such things.

My older sister focused solely on exercising.

And she put the controversy to rest with her skills.

She won several domestic and international competitions, and at the age of 22, she was ranked first in the prize money rankings for domestic female athletes.

The rumors floating around the world gradually subsided.

I respected my sister like that.

I wanted to become someone who would not be ashamed of being part of my sister's family.