Chapter 1
“So… want me to take care of that for you?”
It was something I heard from my twin younger sister just one hour after possessing this body.
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There was a different person reflected in the bathroom mirror.
He had a more handsome face than my original one. Not celebrity-level, but handsome enough to be called handsome.
Unlike his gentle-looking face, his body was covered in bulky muscles. Had the body’s owner enjoyed working out?
I was about to take a piss when a massive cock suddenly sprang out, making me forget about peeing for a moment.
It was clearly an unusual size. I marveled at the huge dick, the kind you only ever saw in porn.
“Hey.”
When I returned to the hospital room, a curt voice greeted me. A girl with a short, pale-purple bob. The body’s twin younger sister, Kim Chaerin.
Chaerin was peeling an apple on the caregiver’s cot.
“Why did you take so long in the bathroom?”
Her pretty profile as she peeled the apple while grumbling was lovely. It was easy to tell that concern for me lay beneath her snippiness. I guess the siblings had been close.
“Sorry….”
“What are you talking about? Speak casually, like usual.”
Chaerin scolded me and pushed a slice of the peeled apple toward my mouth.
“Open up. I used to feed you like this all the time.”
It was my first time being fed by a pretty woman, so I was a little flustered. Was this what close siblings normally did?
When I opened my mouth and accepted the apple, the corners of Chaerin’s lips lifted slightly.
She must have been in a good mood, because her wiggling toes were cute.
Unlike Chaerin, I felt awkward being in the same room as a beautiful girl.
After feeding me the apple one piece at a time, Chaerin stood up.
“You’re getting discharged today, so change your clothes and wait. Be careful around women.”
Be careful around women? What did that mean?
Before I could ask what she meant, Chaerin left the hospital room.
With nothing else to do, I changed into my everyday clothes and looked in the mirror.
To think I’d possessed someone else’s body like in a comic… It still didn’t feel real.
According to what the doctor and Chaerin told me, I’d gotten into a traffic accident and undergone brain surgery.
The original owner had probably died in the traffic accident, and by some coincidence, I’d possessed his body.
But was it really okay to be discharged after just one day?
As I was thinking about this and that, someone knocked, then came in.
“Sihyeok!”
I almost stopped breathing. A blonde beauty so stunning she seemed unreal suddenly stood before me. Her long, voluminous blonde hair swayed, and her clear emerald-green eyes were wet with worry and relief.
Wasn’t she practically idol-level? How had the body’s owner even known a beauty like her?
“I heard you woke up. Are you okay? Is anything bothering you?”
She flinched as she tried to touch me, then pulled her hand back.
“Who… are you?”
Amnesia was an extremely useful shield. When I said I had amnesia, a look of bewilderment crossed the woman’s face.
She moved her lips soundlessly for a moment, then lightly clenched her fist as if she had made up her mind.
“I’m Han Subin. Don’t you remember? We were… really close childhood friends.”
Just before saying the words childhood friends, Subin’s eyes trembled ever so slightly.
“We used to play together, eat together….”
Maybe she grew anxious when I said nothing, because Subin took out her smartphone and searched through the gallery.
Her clumsy, hurried movements nearly made her drop the phone.
“Ah, found it!”
The smartphone screen Subin showed me was filled with pictures of the two of us looking close—me and her looking younger, wearing school uniforms with our arms around each other or eating ice cream in a park.
There were lots of photos in the gallery, including pictures of us together even back in elementary school.
So I guess we really had been childhood friends.
“Um, well, nice to meet you…?”
Not knowing how to respond, I said it was nice to meet her, and Subin bit hard into her lip with a sad expression.
The sight stirred my protective instincts. A beauty I wouldn’t have dared even look in the eye properly in my old life was laughing and crying over every little reaction of mine.
“We can just become close again. Nice to meet you. No, I mean—nice to meet you.”
When I held out my hand for a handshake, Subin’s eyes reddened with emotion, and she shook my hand.
“Yeah…!”
Her reaction was like the heroine in a romance movie starting over from scratch with her amnesiac boyfriend, and I felt a little flutter in my chest.
Subin sat on the bed with me and explained what foods I liked and disliked, what movies I enjoyed, what books I liked, and so on.
Pretending to listen attentively, I stole glances at Subin’s pretty face.
She didn’t seem to be wearing much makeup, yet her clear, milky skin without a single blemish was unrealistically beautiful.
Noticing that I kept staring at her face, Subin asked awkwardly,
“Is there something on my face?”
She seemed embarrassed by my staring and tried to cover her face, so I quickly stopped her.
“It’s nothing.”
A beauty like this was my childhood friend, and even my twin younger sister was pretty. Just how lucky had the body’s owner been?
Ah, wait. Was I the lucky one now?
Just then, the hospital-room door opened again, and Chaerin came in. Her brow furrowed slightly when she spotted Subin.
“Han Subin? What are you doing here?”
“I heard Sihyeok had woken up….”
“I’ll take care of him, so you should go now. Sihyeok’s tired.”
Chaerin blatantly showed her wariness as she stepped between Subin and me. She was like a cat whose territory had been invaded.
The strange tension flowing between the two women left me flustered.
Why were they acting like this? Anyone watching would think they were fighting over a man they liked. Since I didn’t know what was going on, I stayed quiet, and Chaerin grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet.
“Let’s go home. I picked up your medicine.”
“Ah, okay. See you next time, Subin.”
“Take care, Sihyeok. I’ll call you!”
Before we left the hospital room, Subin fidgeted with her fingers, reluctant to part.
The nurses’ eyes were blatantly fixed on my body the entire time we walked down the hospital corridor.
I wondered why they were staring when this face wasn’t handsome enough to warrant that much attention.
Looking again, I realized it wasn’t just the nurses. The patients in the corridor were looking at me too.
Little girls, beautiful women around my age, mature-looking older women, middle-aged women who had come to the hospital with their daughters, even sickly-looking old ladies. Every one of them was looking at me.
What the hell was going on? I felt like I was missing something. Before I could figure out what, we left the hospital.
Chaerin didn’t seem to find anything strange about it and offered no explanation.
The strange phenomenon of everyone staring at me—or at least sneaking sideways glances—continued even after we left the hospital.
Once we got into a taxi, the middle-aged female driver also looked me over in the rearview mirror.
“My, young man. You’ve got such a fine face. And a good body, too.”
It was the first time a middle-aged woman had complimented me like that, and I froze for a moment.
“Ah, yes… Thank you.”
“Could you please get going?”
Before I could say anything else, Chaerin cut off the driver in a cold voice.
This bizarre sense of incongruity made it feel as if everything in the world revolved around me.
It was like being in a dream.
Strangely, I didn’t find it unpleasant. My mind was tense, but my body felt fine. Far from being uncomfortable, I actually felt good.
The home we arrived at was a semi-basement apartment. A cramped, shabby living room and two mattresses in a single room were all there was.
“I left your phone on the desk. It’s charged, too.”
After Chaerin went into the bathroom to shower, I turned on my phone. It was a model similar to the one I’d used before.
When I unlocked it with my fingerprint and connected to Wi-Fi, the phone suddenly froze. What was wrong with it now?
-Bzzzt
A message arrived along with a short vibration.
When I checked who had sent it, the name was… ‘Wallet 3’?
Before I could even check what ‘Wallet 3’ had sent, another message arrived.
No, it wasn’t just one.
-Bzzzzzzzzzzzt
Dozens, then hundreds of messages and missed-call notifications poured down like a waterfall. I’d received an enormous number of social-media messages too.
The messages varied wildly. How are you doing? How’s your body? I heard you had an accident—are you okay? Don’t die. I’m telling you this now, but I like you. Want me to buy you a drink? Let me have your dick before you die. I’ll die with you. Photos of women masturbating, masturbation videos… and so on.
Once I finally managed to scroll through the screen, the senders’ names caught my eye.
“Huh.”
Wallet 1, Wallet 2, Wallet 3, Wallet 4… I had no idea how many wallets there were.
A few were saved under ordinary human names, too.
Almost all of them seemed to be women. The corners of my mouth twitched as I read their messages.
Apparently, the original Sihyeok had been some kind of male prostitute who lived off women.
Then could I live this kind of life too?
It took five minutes for my smartphone to fall silent after all the backed-up messages came through.
As I wondered whom I should reply to while reading through the messages, Chaerin finished showering and suddenly approached me.
“Did you unlock your phone?”
In an instant, the sweet scent that wafted over short-circuited my thoughts. It was the heady smell rising from Chaerin’s freshly washed hair—a sensual blend of wet soap and the youthful scent of her skin.
Because she leaned over, the thin white T-shirt she wore gaped open, and the glimpse of pale skin and cleavage between the folds hijacked my vision.
That alone was enough.
More than enough—it was too much. The scent and sight of a defenseless woman, things I wouldn’t have dared even imagine in my previous life. My body reacted honestly.
I could vividly feel the blood rushing to my groin. Before I had time to control it, my cock swelled hard, pushing up the front of my pants like a tent.
“Huh…?”
Chaerin’s gaze landed between my thighs, on the place that had risen as if trying to burst through my pants. Her eyes wavered. Her lightly pink cheeks instantly flushed red like ripe peaches.
“Huh? You, what, what is that?”
Damn it.
My cock was so large that the moment I got hard, it made my pants bulge, and Chaerin noticed.
I was dizzy with panic. What could I possibly say to explain this? I was about to become a lunatic who’d gotten hard for his twin younger sister.
“Wait, this isn’t—I mean, I didn’t get hard because I wanted to….”
An awkward excuse tumbled out. But Chaerin didn’t seem to be listening. Her gaze remained fixed on my erect cock.
Chaerin swallowed dryly. I could even clearly see her throat bob slightly.
And finally, blushing, Chaerin asked,
“So… want me to take care of that for you?”
What?
