Ethan's body, now equipped with the "Divine Body," felt different. He needed a moment to himself to process everything, starting with a simple shower. This was the first step toward getting his life in this new world in order and not becoming the despised brother he had been told about.
Entering the washroom, he was surprised by the sheer number of toiletries. As an only child, this sight was new to him. He cautiously picked up a bottle of shampoo, and a jolt of electricity surged through his hand.
"Oof!"
It felt more intense than static electricity. As he looked in the mirror, his eyes turned crimson, and he understood what had just happened. A window appeared, displaying a message from Stella's Prohibition Barrier Magic, meant to keep him from touching her things. He tested it with another item, and a stronger shock coursed through his body.
Just as he was about to give up on the idea of a shower, he heard Serena's gentle voice.
"Brother. What's wrong?"
"Do you know where my toiletries are?" he asked.
"Didn't you say you don't use those?" she replied.
Ethan was taken aback. He couldn't fathom a house with two sisters where they only washed with water.
"I've decided to wash properly starting today," he said.
After a moment of silence, Serena's voice came from the other side of the door. "You can use mine. The one on the right is safe."
Ethan felt a renewed sense of purpose. He scrubbed vigorously, recalling the dirt-stained white t-shirt he had seen earlier.
Later, after drying off, he opened the door to the washroom to find Serena waiting.
"Serena? Why are you still here…" he asked.
She was holding his discarded t-shirt. "Huh? Oh, I thought there might be some laundry…"
"I'll do it," he insisted, not wanting her to touch something so dirty with her delicate hands.
Before he could say anything more, he slipped. He felt himself falling, and in an attempt to protect Serena, he wrapped one arm around her head. His other hand inadvertently found its way to her breast. He immediately let go and stood up, mortified.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"…Uh, um, the floor is slippery, we should be careful. Oppa…" Serena's voice was soft.
He felt a deep sense of guilt, far beyond what he had expected. He helped her up, his mind protesting the intimate act that had just occurred with the girl who was now his family.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked.
"…Brother… Something's changed," she said, her curiosity shining in her purple eyes.
Ethan's body, still affected by the mysterious "Lucky Pervert" power, was reacting. He knew he had to get away from Serena before things escalated. He quickly moved to distance himself, but he slipped again.
"Ah."
He felt himself falling backward, this time with Serena reaching out to help him. In a cruel twist of fate, she slipped as well. They tumbled together, and with a gasp, he felt his body connect with hers in a way that defied all logic.
The world seemed to blur. His rational mind screamed, but an inexplicable force had taken over. The scene faded to black as their bodies intertwined.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room. Ethan lay in bed, with Serena curled up beside him, her head resting on his chest. A gentle silence filled the room, a testament to the night that had passed. He looked down at her, her serene expression a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil he felt inside. He gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. A soft blush colored her cheeks, but her gaze held a profound sense of peace and affection. They didn't need words; the unspoken feelings between them were more powerful than anything they could say.
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