Chapter 3: Yuri Gallery

My sister withdrew her hands from the keyboard and slowly turned to face me. Her neck creaked, like a wooden doll’s, as she turned. Her expression was a mix of shock, surprise, and a faint blush of shame.

So even my seemingly perfect sister had this side to her.

I fought back a surge of laughter.

“Uh…? Ah… Uh…?”

“Sister, Mom said to come eat…”

“Ah… no, it’s not that. You… you saw it on the computer screen?”

She was probably referring to her post about her preferences. If so, I’d seen everything.

I nodded subtly in confirmation, and my sister visibly crumbled.

“That… that post you saw… it was… work documents! Company documents! I was working on them. There was absolutely no strange intention.”

She stammered and fumbled for excuses, but even as an unemployed NEET, those excuses held no water.

What kind of company would assign a project about finding your younger sister attractive? Even if I wanted to help, I couldn’t.

“At the company… you do… you work on documents about your little sister being attractive…?”

“Y…yes…”

Her response grew quieter, realizing the absurdity of her own words.

“Well… everyone has different tastes… I understand.”

She seemed to understand the futility of further excuses, kneeling halfway. I looked at her with pity.

Everyone has their own preferences. It was the first time I’d learned this about her, but I could understand.

Though, it’s a little weird that it’s me.

If it helps us become closer, then it’s okay, right?

And this strangely warped world clearly had an influence on my sister.

A sister with sexual interest in her younger sibling, and people who see nothing strange about it… I’m seeing firsthand how attitudes towards homosexuality have changed.

I decided to adapt to this gradually. As I turned to leave for dinner, a hand caught my shirt. I turned around.

My sister looked up at me, tears welling in her eyes; it looked like a scene from a drama.

“Please, pretend you didn’t see that post.”

“Why?”

“Because… it was a bizarre post, expressing my desires… it’s… it’s so crude…”

“Sister, you didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t feel so bad. I’m okay with it. Why are you so upset?”

“But…”

“If you’re feeling insecure and sorry, how about instead of an apology…”

“Instead…?”

As a man, I used to envy the closeness of ordinary siblings. They constantly bicker, yet rely on each other during difficult times, sharing a deep bond.

My relationship with my sister has always been distant; I’ve longed for that kind of connection.

So…

“Can we… become closer?”

I think I was smiling when I said that. I grasped her hand and closed my eyes tightly, afraid of rejection. It would be unbearable if she refused.

“..?”

Silence filled the air, and I grew anxious. She wasn’t actually going to reject me, was she? Really? If she did, I’d probably just burst into tears. I cautiously opened my eyes to find my sister’s face flushed crimson.

Why was she so red? Was she sick? Did she have a fever? I touched her forehead.

My forehead, then hers.

I compared our temperatures; she didn’t seem to have a fever. But her face was incredibly hot—like a heated pad.

Thank goodness. I had worried about imposing on someone who was ill.

“Ji-ah, Jin-ah. Your mother’s waiting for us to eat. When are you coming out?”

“Just a moment!”

Mom’s patience had reached its limit. I had to get an answer first.

“Answer me.”

“If that’s okay with you… then, yes.”

“Great. Let’s go eat!”

I took her hand firmly in both of mine and led her out of the room.

“..!!?!”

Seeing my sister practically melt at the slightest touch, there was clearly something unusual going on.

But the outcome was good, so it didn’t matter, right?

The family dinner was incredibly enjoyable.

Mom was quite shocked to see me leave the room, hand-in-hand with my sister. Though she didn’t say anything, I think she was happy. She’d been visibly upset by our strained relationship for a long time.

I think she’d asked me to wake my sister up for that reason. She’d hoped for a reconciliation through conversation.

One of my reasons for moving out was the uncomfortable family atmosphere.

Looking back now, I can see her subtle act of kindness.

Mom, I’m glad our relationship is improving, just as you hoped. Although, we’ve transitioned from siblings to sisters. And my sister does seem to have… romantic feelings… for me…

But once we get close enough to bicker, those feelings might fade, right? I don’t think it needs to be a huge issue.

The evening meal was happy and relaxed thanks to our newfound closeness. The home-cooked food was particularly delicious.

But what exactly was that community my sister was on? I couldn’t ask with Mom present at dinner, but my curiosity remained.

Going to her directly just to ask about a community felt like too much.

As I pondered, the rusty laptop caught my eye.

Well, it’s all for research…

There’s nothing wrong with that.

Justifying my actions, I powered up the old laptop and searched for the community.

It was apparently quite popular; the site appeared immediately at the top of the search results. My heart pounded anxiously, as if I’d done something wrong.

It’s not illegal to be in a community, right? I straightened my shoulders and clicked, revealing the community’s short description: a space for pure yuri fans. Then, the front page loaded.

That page’s content was far from “pure,” it was utterly disturbing. The word “abyss” doesn’t begin to describe it.

[Yuri Gallery]

[Seeking a pretty Unnie to meet offline][8]

[I want to do it.][2]

[Flirting with my classmate. Is this a green light?][6]

[How’s my face? MTF? Good enough for a girlfriend?][17]

[Exposing Baek Hwayeon’s Evil Deeds][53]

[Giving away chicken to celebrate getting a girlfriend! First come, first served][36]

The content was far seedier than I anticipated. My sister was secretly participating in this?

I might as well see this through, I thought. I clicked the top post.

[Title: Seeking a pretty Unnie to meet offline][12]

[Author: 00]

I’m 23 and have been single for a year. I’m so lonely.

I manage to… satisfy myself… alone, but I’m not satisfied.

I’ll explain more if we meet offline.

If interested, leave a message on my guestbook.

[Likes: 3 / Dislikes: 6]

[All Comments]

00: What the fck are you saying, you btch?

00: I’ve never met a girl who claimed “average” looks and actually had average looks.

Loo: What the hell do you know? Have you even dated before?

00: Why the sudden rage? Guilty conscience?

Loo: You’re saying stupid sh*t; should I just take it quietly?

The following comments were all arguments. Watching them viciously attack each other was slightly nauseating, so I left the post.

I’d come seeking information, but got nothing but emotional scars.

I should post something…

I’d likely give up and leave before long. It would be better to ask the seasoned community members than to beat myself up.

[Title: I joined through an acquaintance today and don’t understand anything.]

[Author: 00]

I joined out of curiosity after seeing my acquaintance post here, but I don’t understand anything.

The posts are full of people fighting in the comments, and it’s a little frightening.

Please help me…

[Likes: 0 / Dislikes: ]

I wrote the post using honorifics to appear polite. I hoped someone would respond. I just didn’t want to be ignored. I hit refresh.

After a moment’s loading time, and unlike my fears, a deluge of comments appeared—a dizzying amount.

[All Comments]

00: The notices clearly explain everything. Check the notice tab.

00: I’ve never seen a woman who’s not in this gallery. Are you a naive child?

OnlyVirginMTF: You clearly don’t know. There are women who don’t even know this gallery exists; those are the truly innocent ones.

00: I’ll tell you everything if you meet me, Unnie?

Approx. Yuri Flower: If you’re truly new here, I suggest running away. It’s bad for your mental health.

“Hehe…”

I was pleased by the abundance of replies. They seemed kind, which I appreciated. Maybe a little too much so.

[Title: My post about liking my younger sister got discovered.][15]

[Author: Older Sister]

As the title says, my sister saw my post about liking her, and she just let it go.

No, more than that, she took my hand, almost like seducing me, smiled faintly, and said she wanted to be closer.

Is this what I think it is?

[Likes: 6 / Dislikes: 2]

[All Comments]

00: At this point, no matter what you do, your sister will probably ignore it.

00: Sh*t, I’m so jealous. I want a relationship too.

CloseFriendBeam: That’s a definite green light. Your sister clearly has feelings for you.