I don't work.
A '90s-born NEET used to be ashamed of that fact, and had to endure society's harsh gaze, but nowadays, there are more young people who want to enjoy life without working.
I think the problem these days is that this world is just not worth making an effort.
Oh, don't misunderstand.
I'm not going to start with the obvious story that we, the normal people, are different from the "Upper Class" and then head into a depressing rant about the unfairness of life.
But, don't you think it's not necessarily a bad thing to enjoy this short life without doing anything and trying to fulfill everyone's expectations?
'Isn't there a world where just being born a man is enough?'
Because that's all I've done well since I was born.
[Our Yujin-kun was born as a male! Wow! Amazing! Big sister will suck your dick as a reward♡]
Hmm.....,
For a world where I could hear this kind of thing, it wouldn't be enough to just reverse the gender. A complete reboot might be necessary.
I'm not particularly depressed about my current life.
Just being a NEET doesn't make me depressed anymore, it has already been normalized.
In the end, it's all about having fun and enjoying life.
Even without leaving my tiny two room apartment, I can still enjoy my life. I mean...I'm still allowed to jerk off, right?
"Good to see you today, Rei."
What really matters is...Dopamine.
And a torso 'Onahole' that everyone has one in their closet, an Onahole modeled after a woman's body.
—Touch—
I carefully touch the ass that has satisfied my sexual desire countless times.
I've put a sailor uniform costume on it, and the underwear is slightly pushed to the side.
"Hey, wouldn't it be nice if you awakened wireless connection ability?"
"...."
No response. This onahole seems dead. Or rather, it wasn't alive in the first place.
There's no way there'll be a response…
I put the onahole on the bed and, just as I was about to switch to the usual "doggy style" position...
Ding dong ♬
"Ugh."
Who is it at this time?
"Yujin. Open the door."
This voice, it's my older sister.
It was a chilling moment. Right when I was horny and pulled out the onahole and was about to start a "doggy style" party, my older sister was at the door…
She didn't say she was coming?
Noona is, to put it mildly, the assassin sent by my parents.
Structurally, I have no choice but to kowtow to my sister and my parents.
Because based on the fact that I can maintain my NEET lifestyle without working, Is only possible because someone else is working and paying for it.
If I had been born an oil-money tycoon, this wouldn't have happened!
"Open up quickly. I know everything that's inside."
This absurd world can't stand to see people happy, and sometimes it bestows unexpected misfortune like this.
Creek..
"Noona. What's the matter?"
I quickly covered the onahole with a blanket, concealing it, and greeted my sister with an awkward smile.
I hadn't had time to wipe off the lube, so my underwear was…damp.
"..."
My sister, Shin Ji-min, who looked at me with suspicion, was as beautiful as a gacha game character.
If only her eyes were red, she could easily pass for a lone vampire in modern society.
She should be at work right now, so why….
"Your room is clean. As if you were expecting someone"
"I just clean often."
"…Sniff sniff."
My sister sniffs lightly as soon as she enters the room.
"What? There's no 'bachelor' smell, is there? I even lit a scented candle…"
"It's even more suspicious that a single man's apartment is fragrant and clean!"
She seems to be amazed at my comfortable NEET life.
It's hard to maintain this kind of life with someone else's money without being shameless.
I observed my sister, Jimin. It was clear she had come straight here from work, with no time to stop home.
Her stockings, that seem to be slightly damp with sweat, were tightly wrapped around her thighs.
My sister takes after our mother, so unlike a complete waste like me, she's beautiful and civilized.
But unlike her energetic college days, she now seemed tired from work. She had dark circles and often spaced out with a blank expression, but her exceptionally large breasts and ass are still the same.
Especially her ass, even though she was wearing an H-line skirt, it looked like it was about to burst.
Ah, I'm getting hard.
No. No. I'll be disowned and become a castaway. Then I'll have to get a job!
"Hey. Get me some water."
"Yes. noona! It must have been hot outside?"
"If you knew, why do you keep making me come here?"
Even though she was annoyed, my sister didn't raise her voice, and spoke in a reasoned tone.
"Mom and Dad keep telling me to check on you because they're worried about you. You're not answering your phone, what are you doing?"
"I've been doing something recently…."
"You? Doing something, what are you doing?"
"..."
This is a big problem… I have a feeling I won't get away with this easily today.
I shut my mouth and brought my sister water.
"Do you have any certificates you've been studying for? Bring them here."
"..."
"You said you're doing something... What is it? Are you gambling? Ladder schemes? Crypto?"
"No, it's not gambling…"
"…Mobile gacha games with big-titted girls, then?"
Silence.
Noona let out an exasperated sigh. From her perspective, it's already been three years since she started supporting me after I moved to the city.
We don't live together, but part of my allowance comes from her wallet.
Money from our parents, money from noona.
I've built my own ideal utopia, using those funds not for my future but as my own, doing whatever I want without working.
Heh heh heh!!
"So, you're telling me you're doing absolutely nothing right now?"
"I'm thinking about what to do. A few good ideas have crossed my mind…"
"Enough."
Normally, noona doesn't dig too deep, but today felt different.
"You seem weirdly… happy?"
"Huh?"
"It's been three years since you got discharged. You were supposed to go to interviews, study, do something—but you've just been lazing around at home. So why do you look so happy?"
"..."
"Do you even feel guilty? Do you have any idea how hard Mom, Dad, and I are working to support you?"
Guilt…
I don't feel guilt.
It's not me who's wrong—it's this world that makes effort feel pointless.
"You've gotta at least pretend to do something if you want me to trust you with money… Ugh."
"Sorry. I'll really do better this time."
"You've been saying that forever. I'm seriously worried about you, Yujin."
"..."
I muttered quietly.
"You want a return on your investment, is that it?"
"What?"
"That's what this is about, right? 'Work for the money you've gotten'—so you're saying I should pay you back?"
"That's not it. I just want you to become a proper adult. How are you ever gonna get a girlfriend like this? Get married?"
"Stop nagging. What does someone as pretty as you know about the life of a failed Korean man?"
"…'Failed Korean man'? 'Pretty'? You're just holed up in here spouting incel shit. Go out and meet people."
From her perspective, I must just be a disappointing failure.
"We're only step-siblings because Dad remarried anyway. Why do you even care what happens to me? Don't you wanna cut me off?"
A heavy silence fell.
"…You really just said that to me? It's been too long since I beat your ass!!!"
"Guh—ack!"
Jimin noona lunged at me and put me in a headlock.
Her tits are so fucking big!!
More than the bliss of being smothered by their softness, it was the primal terror ingrained in me since middle school, getting beaten by her, that made my vision spin.