Alpha Of The Reversed World

Chapter 21: PC Room

When the fantasies you’ve only dreamed of in your mind become a reality, few people can handle it gracefully. And Seon-a was not one of those few.

Seon-a was flustered by the hand that slipped under her skirt and touched her intimate area. She tried to grab the hand with both of hers, but it was no match for Taeyang’s strength.

She couldn’t believe that she, a woman, couldn’t stop a man’s hand with both of hers.

"What kind of man has this much strength...!"

"It’s okay. No need to be nervous. Relax."

Taeyang whispered softly. Twisting his wrist, he gently rubbed the small crevice he could feel through her panties with his fingertips.

"Kyaa!"

In a situation where she could be caught by anyone at any moment, Seon-a, who was about to scream in pleasure, quickly lowered her voice, startled.

"Ah..."

"Honestly, your expression said it all. The other kids too, they were all eager to have a go with me." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"No, that’s..."

Seon-a tried to say something but closed her mouth.

It was undeniable that she felt lust for a stranger, but still, he was her best friend’s brother.

If their relationship could develop into something more than just friends, that would be ideal, but she didn’t want to rush things like this on the first day.

"You wouldn’t say you don’t like naughty things, would you?"

With one hand continuing to stimulate her through her panties, he slowly lifted her school skirt with the other. A cute character-printed light pink panty revealed itself.

Already, a small wet spot was visible on her panties where he had touched.

"Of course, I can’t just casually mix bodies with my little sister’s friend..."

In just this short moment, she was so aroused that her clitoris could be felt even through her panties. He gently touched the small, cute bud.

"How about this much?"

"Ngh!"

Unfortunately, Seon-a had no experience with men, unlike her rebellious school life. She had no idea how to handle this unconventional situation where a man was taking the lead.

"O-ppa! Wait! Just a moment!"

At this rate, she would just keep getting swept up by him. She tried to change the mood but...

"Okay. Speak."

"No! Just let go of your hand first!"

She couldn’t come to her senses with the hand continuously stimulating her through her panties.

With his middle finger, he kept moving up and down the wet spot, and with his index finger and thumb, he rolled the clitoris, which had swollen to twice its size.

"Ah, ah! There..."

"Are you about to come?"

She felt like she was really about to climax. Seon-a spoke urgently.

"I’ll do it! I’ll tell you about Moonbyul, so just stop for now!"

"Really?"

At those words, Taeyang immediately stopped his hand.

After all, all this was to hear about Moonbyul’s school life, so if it was about Moonbyul, he was naturally willing to stop and listen.

"Phew..."

Barely escaping Taeyang’s grasp, Seon-a moved to the side and pressed down her skirt. Taeyang glanced around briefly and sat down on a nearby staircase.

"Well, I don’t think I can accept the initial offer you made."

He let her go because she said she would talk, but now she’s saying she won’t? Taeyang furrowed his brow and scratched his chin.

"That’s troublesome."

"But if I think about telling you as you said, I don’t know what face to show her tomorrow."

"Because of loyalty?"

"Yes. My feelings for you and betraying Moonbyul are separate issues. Besides, it’s not a crime to be a bit attracted to my friend’s brother."

Seeing her boldly justify herself, Taeyang burst into laughter.

Even though she smokes with Moonbyul and wears shortened uniforms, she seems to value loyalty.

"Alright. If you put it that way, I have nothing more to say."

"But I’ll tell you what’s been going on so far."

What is this? Taeyang tilted his head.

"Isn’t that the same as betraying her?"

"You care about Moonbyul so much, it’s obvious. At least as her guardian, you should know her feelings. Besides, it’s not a secret; it’s a well-known story in our class."

Seon-a took a breath and began.

"Moonbyul likes you."

"I know."

"Huh?"

Unlike Seon-a’s dumbfounded expression, Taeyang shrugged lightly.

It would have been stranger if he hadn’t noticed at all. Recently, she had been acting so picky that he was a bit unsure, but in the past two days, her changed behavior made it almost certain.

However, he didn’t think much of this feeling of liking someone. Most of it was just adolescent sexual desire and curiosity about the opposite sex.

"With no parents and me taking care of her, it’s hard not to like me. But that’s just a phase."

Since he was the only man she saw frequently, it was natural for her sexual desires to be directed towards him. In a way, it was inevitable. However, he believed that such feelings were temporary and would naturally fade as she grew out of adolescence.

Moonbyul would eventually meet a proper man, date, and marry. Unlike him, who had a twisted relationship dynamic.

But Seon-a shook her head with a bitter smile.

"No."

"What?"

"She really sees you as a proper member of the opposite sex."

"..."

Taeyang sat silently for a long time, speechless.

*

Seon-a’s explanation seemed endless. All of it was about what Moonbyul said about Taeyang at school.

Once, he took care of her when she had a cold and didn’t go to school.

Once, he packed her a lunchbox for a field trip.

Once, he accidentally walked into the bathroom, but she had intentionally left the door unlocked.

Once, again...

Taeyang listened to Seon-a’s explanation without a word.

"Do you think this is a feeling that will easily disappear?"

Of course, incest is a sin. But understanding and resolving it is different from just suppressing and ignoring it.

"We know too. Whether this feeling is just a moment of lust or a genuine affection."

"Yours is lust."

"Yes... well, yeah."

Seon-a let out a short sigh and leaned her head against the wall.

"Anyway, Moonbyul must have suffered a lot inside. She pretends not to care, but others’ perspectives are often more objective, right?"

"True."

Taeyang replied briefly and rummaged through his pocket. He found a crumpled cigarette he had brought for disguise. He didn’t think he would want it this badly.

"So, um... hmm..."

Taeyang wanted to ask something, but his thoughts weren’t coming together. Just as he was about to speak again—

Bang! Crash!

A loud noise echoed as if the door was about to be smashed. Both Taeyang and Seon-a looked surprised as they saw who entered.

"Ha... ha..."

Drenched in sweat, Moonbyul panted.

She quickly checked Taeyang and Seon-a’s condition while holding the doorknob and bending her waist. She let out a short sigh of relief.

"You two... ha... what are you... hu... doing here..."

Taeyang finally calmed his surprised heart and replied in his usual laid-back tone.

"What do you mean what? Just chatting with your friend."

"So what were you talking about!"

"Nothing special. Just asking if you smoke a lot. If you drink too. That kind of stuff? The talk with your homeroom teacher wasn’t enough."

Saying that, Taeyang stood up from the stairs. He tapped Seon-a’s shoulder as he walked down the stairs.

"Anyway, thanks for telling me. About the reward I promised earlier."

He took out a few fifty-thousand won bills from his wallet and handed them to her.

"Let’s call it even with this. Buy something nice for your friends. And tell the three waiting for me that I’m sorry."

"Oh! This is too much!"

"It’s fine. It’s not too much. Keep being friends with Moonbyul."

Then, Taeyang took out a small handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from Moonbyul’s forehead.

"Your friend is nice. Loyal. And talkative. Wow, you must have run a lot to be this sweaty."

"Don’t come close! I smell like sweat!"

Moonbyul couldn’t finish her sentence. Taeyang hugged her tightly with both arms.

"It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s your smell, so what? I still remember the smell of your poopy diapers."

"Aah! You’re crazy!"

Letting go of Moonbyul, Taeyang smiled and asked her.

"Since you’re out, let’s have a nice dinner before going home. What do you want to eat?"

"Never mind. Anything is fine. Hey, you didn’t say anything weird, right?"

To Moonbyul’s question, Seon-a nodded. Definitely nothing weird was said.

"Nothing special. Just told him not to give you cigarettes anymore."

"Alright. I’ll go first. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye~"

Watching the siblings chat and walk down the stairs, Seon-a felt a strange sense of exclusion, but...

Rustle—

"Wow... how much is all this?"

At the sight of what looked like more than ten fifty-thousand won bills, that feeling quickly vanished. She let out a small cheer.