Reboot World: CHP 32
My sister Jimin's "normalize Jang-seok" plan, born from wanting me to quit a toxic pay-to-win mobile game, was a success.
Or rather, a fucking disaster.
My Beatrice-only territory got obliterated by her Legacy hero swarm, my storage looted, leaving me humiliated and crushed.
Unlike raids, mutual war can ruin one side completely, but Jimin stopped her assault for a practical reason.
'Gotta prep for work tomorrow.'
She's got a job, so her attack halted around 10 PM. But the pecking order was set, and I'd lost all fight.
"W-What, taking pity? Attacks just stopped."
Already broken, I was on my knees, spamming truce requests like a pathetic bitch.
["NormalGodJangseok requests a truce. Accept?"]
While Jimin bathed, my mouth went dry with tension.
'Why no reply?'
Punishment for challenging her all-clear account?
Some kind of flex?
[NormalGodJangseok - Yo]
[NormalGodJangseok - Sorry for being cocky]
[NormalGodJangseok - Can't you let it slide, big bro?]
I'd do anything to survive.
Jimin, fresh from her bath, chuckles at my messages, drying her hair.
[InvincibleSis - Say "Sis is the best" 10 times, and I'll spare you lol]
"Fuuuck!! I'll never forget this shame!"
I tremble like I'm in some historical defeat.
[NormalGodJangseok - Sis is the best!!!]
[NormalGodJangseok - SIS IS THE BEEEST!!]
"Haha, good boy, Jang-seok."
Jimin watches my groveling messages, pleased.
That should kill my game hype, right?
She'll monitor me a few days, then quits the game, refocusing on work.
'Wait… He's playing *more* now…?'
Seeing me farm like a maniac with DPS units, she senses something's wrong.
Then, my KakaoTalk messages hit her phone.
[Shin Jang-seok - Sis, lend me cash]
[Shin Jang-seok - Sis]
[Shin Jang-seok - Urgent]
[Shin Jang-seok - Gotta crush this guy]
[Shin Ji-min - No money]
[Shin Jang-seok - I'll die! Sis! Waaah!!]
[Shin Ji-min - WWE again? Wanna get hit?]
"…Backfired?"
She thought crushing me would make me quit, but it sparked a rivalry, and now I'm hunting her gaps.
Jimin rubs her aching head, sighing.
'Not what I wanted. Hmph.'
She overlooked my online ego.
My endless whaling? Filling a void from real-world rejection.
Her decade-plus analysis as my sister: if I get real-world validation, I'll ditch my shut-in life and "normalize." Her hope, anyway.
'Guess… ugh, gotta come clean.'
Tell him the rival he's obsessed with is me.
No other way.
Jimin takes leave again, knowing I'd ghost if warned, so she barges in.
"Shin Jang-seok~ Sis is here. Open up."
*Bang bang bang.*
As always, I won't open without a scene.
She pounds louder, raising her voice.
"Jang-seok~ Open quick, or it's WWE time!"
The door opens, and Jimin's thrown off.
I look like shit, eyes hollow, unshaved for days.
'W-What?'
I'm a wreck.
"Come in, Sis."
She slips off her shoes, stepping into my messy place—unlike me, trash piled up.
And…
"Sit anywhere. Got some homework to do."
"Homework?"
I'm fucked up.
"Gotta make that bastard who humiliated me pay… Heh heh."
*Flinch.*
Jimin averts her eyes, guilty.
What…?
"Game talk? C'mon, just a game loss, and you're *this* deep?"
"Just a GAME?!?"
"Eek!"
She jumps as I grab her shoulders, yelling.
"Yelling at me? Wanna die?"
"S-Sorry, not mad at you. Just… heard something unthinkable. Heh heh."
"…Gotta end with that creepy 'heh heh'?"
"I've unleashed one of my inner vengeance demons."
"…"
'Don't ask. It'll drag.'
The loss hit me hard, beyond her predictions.
"That big a deal?"
"Don't talk to me. Busy."
"Ugh, your sister's here, and…"
"Sis, this is about my dignity. If I don't strike back, I can't live as Shin Jang-seok!"
"…"
Tch. What a drama queen.
Jimin kicks my side!
"Listen to yourself! Betting your life on a game? Hey!"
"Gah!"
Left hook, right hook—my flabby gut jiggles.
*Jiggle!!*
*Thud! Thud!*
"Still a kid? Pulling WWE crap!"
*Slap! Slap!* Sounds like pork sizzling.
Her tiny hands smack my belly. Honestly, her hands might break first.
"Begging me for cash! Not cleaning! Full-on loser now?"
"Just… this one thing… Been busy with alts and grinding…"
'Not WWE?'
She sees I'm grinding hard to beat her main account.
Meanwhile, she crushed me, does dailies, and grows casually, lending supports to her guild, her progress snowballing without effort.
Tons beg to join her community, offering farm materials as tribute.
"Gotta tighten the belt now, Sis. Lend me cash."
"Nope. Broke."
"…Got it…"
'That sad face…'
She almost feels bad for the light kick(?).
"Ugh…"
Big but fragile.
She's genuinely worried about my future. Knows I'm glass-hearted.
A shut-in with a strong mentality? That'd be weirder.
Always caving and lending cash is why.
Seeing me suffer, she regrets a bit.
I had something I loved in that world, and she fucked it up too easily.
"Fine, I'll clean."
She starts tidying, leaving me to my game.
"How dare they step into my territory!?"
"…"
She glances at me, worried.
"I'll normalize you!!"
Feels like a drama doc, *"Game-Addict Brother, Sister's Life in Chaos"*.
I'm usually tidy, but today I'm dumber than ever.
Jimin, hands on hips, sighs, 'He's my brother.'
"Quiet down. Neighbors, Jang-seok."
"Waa! Waa!!"
"No baby cries! Banned five years ago!"
…Reveal my identity once he calms.
Will he?
'Might get mad.'
Gotta soothe him.
After dusting, Jimin kneels, mopping.
A bit annoyed at turning maid visiting her brother, but…
'He always cleaned well.'
Might as well today.
"Making food. Fridge got anything?"
"…"
*Glance.*
I peek at her, then look down.
"Nothing. I'll grab groceries."
"Wait, Sis."
She buys meat, leeks, onions, stocks the fridge, grabs a cutting board, and cooks.
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**Sudden Sis Visit**
After pestering for cash, I open the door to Jimin's stern face. Still gorgeous. Big tits.
'Fuuuck… Can't get taxed now. Got work.'
If she demands old debts, I'm screwed!
I act busy, distracted…
WWE time!! Waa!
Rub on Sis's ass (hump hill)!
"Ugh, I'll clean."
Good Sis falls for it again.
Heh heh. Easy to win her over. She's never *not* been my ally.
Sis's wallet tastes good. *Slurp slurp!!*
Dumping cleaning on her, I lounge on the sofa, gaming, but her back and pretty profile keep catching my eye.
'Sis…'
Criminal boner incoming.
Some shred of conscience says don't lust after her, but it's long gone…
What can I do when she's *hot*? Shouldn't a tired office worker's beauty rank lower?
Her tits are massive. Gorgeous. Pure, sharp face, idol-tier features.
She got scouted tons but shied from the spotlight.
Now an office worker.
*Jiggle ♥*
"Hup… Trash here too? How do you eat chips?"
…
Her bold, fat ass, wrapped tight in an H-line skirt, thick thighs in black stockings, shakes like a gift for me.
Her mopping sex appeal's unbearable.
Boner alert!!
She's clueless I'm perving on her cleaning, working diligently.
"Making food. Fridge got anything?"
Food too?
What's up? Usually, my weak-act WWE pity play gets a "stop whining" chokehold.
She's acting docile, like she's guilty, even offering home-cooked food?
'Am I allowed this luxury?'
I lean harder into my frail act.
She shops, and my black-haired, busty, gorgeous Sis stands at the cutting board, thighs pressed, seriously prepping veggies.
Ass… huge…
Tits… huge… Profile… pretty…
'Cock's throbbing.'
I lust after her focused profile.
Wanna make her suck my cock.
Wanna rape her from behind. Bad thoughts while rubbing my dick.
Jimin slices leeks lengthwise, turning them, chopping calmly.
Cutting board clacks cheerfully…
'Don't bug her with a knife.'
I stand, pretending to hit the bathroom.
Cock bulging through my pants, I stare at her, lust bare, standing behind. Could rub her fat ass.
"Hm?"
She glances back, smiling.
"What? Too hungry to wait?"
"N-No, smells good."
"What smell? Haven't cooked yet."
It's real.
Her body's scent, soft, elegant, maternal—different from Dahye or Harin.
"Rare chance for your cooking, so don't mess with me and wait quietly."
"Y-Yeah…"
Lust cools.
It's Sis.
"Remember when I helped with your gacha?"
"Yup. Showed me the talent gap, Sis."
"…Thought of that recently. Was fun."
Fun…?
I always feared she saw our past, our bond, as a burden, never thought she cherished it.
Hits me hard.
Suddenly, wanting to fuck her pussy feels filthy.
'Sis…'
"I get why you were shocked. I tried it recently…"
"Tried? Installed it?"
I freeze.
"Oops."
Her knife stops.
Everything clicks…
Her guilty doting.
Recent gaming.
The mystery user
"…"
"…"
Sis…?
Her calm back tenses, flustered.