Chapter 44
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 44
Chapter Title: Rich Jobless
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I honestly didn't feel like doing anything special even though I had so much money.
With this kind of amount, just parking it in the bank would net me hundreds of billions in annual interest alone.
It was more than enough to last a lifetime, even if I burned through the principal.
There was no reason to take risks trying to earn even more.
'Labor is officially over for my life now.'
Having all that money didn't make me want to hustle at anything.
No need to rack my brain trusting people and starting a business like before, or live my life worrying about what others think.
Honestly, buying a few buildings in Seoul and kicking back with the monthly rent sounded like the perfect life.
For starters, I decided to move out of my parents' place.
It felt too soon to tell the family right away.
Once I fully liquidated everything into cash, I'd buy my parents a new house later and properly help out my younger siblings too.
Announcing it now might even make the family feel awkward around me.
To my parents, I just calmly said,
"I'm finding a place and moving out. I'll look for a job and handle things on my own, so don't worry about me."
For my new solo pad, I rented a high-end apartment with top-notch security.
It was a spacious, comfortable 40-pyeong unit.
Since I didn't plan to stay long-term anyway, I kept the furniture simple—nothing too pricey, just the essentials.
After the move, my body and mind felt truly at peace.
It was the serenity that comes with financial freedom.
I even stopped by the bank for a personal consultation.
"This is from coin trading. And there'll be even bigger sums coming in soon."
The bank rep immediately bowed at a 90-degree angle and treated me with utmost deference.
"Mr. Kim Jin-seong, we'll provide you with the highest level of service from now on. Please don't hesitate to contact us if you need anything."
With trembling hands, he handed me his business card, and I nodded lightly as I took it.
Just like that, I became the bank's most prized VVIP.
That evening, I sank deep into my new sofa, gazing out the wide windows of my high-rise apartment.
"I could live like this forever..."
I let out a deep sigh while taking in the city nightscape unfolding beyond the glass.
Now, I was fully prepped to live the rich jobless life. No need to work ever again.
My dream was to build a massive house in a quiet spot and handle everything inside without a care in the world.
Imagining it filled me with calm, a natural smile spreading across my face.
Free from betrayals by people and fights over money—just leisurely living on my own.
It was a truly satisfying ending.
After settling into the new place, I headed straight to a renowned architecture firm.
I'd scoured the internet for the best-reviewed, most prestigious one.
This was my forever home—no skimping on costs.
No need to, either.
Having money didn't tempt me to head up to Seoul or the capital area.
Quite the opposite—I wanted to avoid people, so I picked a quiet plot on the outskirts of Gyeongsan.
Not far from Daegu, where I'd done my master agent work back in the day, but secluded with hardly any foot traffic.
Mountains nearby, almost no other houses around.
Land prices turned out way cheaper than expected.
I snapped up a 2,000-pyeong plot without hassle, then visited the firm to lay out my dream home in detail.
"Use the highest-grade materials, and make it big. Underground: warehouse and emergency bunker. Above ground: four stories. And a big swimming pool in the yard."
The firm’s CEO came straight to my apartment once he heard my specs.
A few days later, they showed me 3D renderings, and we hashed out every detail.
I pored over the plans, requested a few tweaks, and gave final approval once it matched my vision perfectly.
First floor: main living area with living room and kitchen.
Spacious guest room for visitors, plus a private theater.
Second floor: all about hobbies and leisure. Personal billiards room, gym, wine bar, karaoke, computer room—everything separate.
Designed so I could enjoy it all without stepping outside.
Third floor: my actual living quarters.
Master bedroom with huge walk-in closet, plus four extra guest rooms.
Every floor over 300 pyeong—massive.
Two bathrooms per floor. Total: over 1,200 pyeong mega-mansion.
Fourth floor: open rooftop.
Fitness area and full BBQ setup for nice days.
Expansive garden beside the main house, parking for ten cars easy.
Separate two-story annex for live-in staff.
Courtyard centerpiece: pavilion for relaxing, plus simple court for volleyball or badminton.
Security on point.
4-meter walls around the whole property—nothing visible from outside.
Behind the house: emergency bunker and warehouse for three adults.
With the designs finalized, I was thrilled.
Land so vast, I could always add more later if needed.
Finally, my worry-free forever home.
The firm said big projects like this take 6 months minimum, up to over a year.
Total cost: about 60 billion won. Walls, security, premium materials jacked it up.
I paid 20 billion upfront, signed for the remaining 40 billion on completion.
After signing, the CEO gripped my hand tight.
"This house will be perfect—you'll enjoy it for life. No worries."
I nodded with a pleased smile.
Now, my dream life was fully set to begin.
With the construction contract done, I slipped back into routine.
My days were utterly ordinary.
Back in my master agent days, I'd slaved away for cash, but deep down, I'm lazy by nature.
How many people actually love working? Repeating eat-sleep cycles made me blissfully happy now.
But it was time to let my parents retire.
They'd toiled their whole lives.
Like always, I checked coin prices upon waking, quietly praying for more gains.
Grabbed some brunch delivery, hit the gym, then headed home—I'd called ahead.
Shop closed today, so Mom was waiting eagerly for my rare visit.
I opened the door, and she rushed over with a beaming face.
"Oh, you're here! Eating properly out there?"
They still didn't know about my luxury apartment move.
I nodded vaguely.
"Mom, got something to talk about. Let's chat."
Dad was out on a quick errand.
Mom sat down across from me, curious.
"What's up?"
I eased into it carefully.
"Mom, isn't work tough? You're getting on in years."
She sighed wearily.
"Of course it's tough. Wouldn't be human if it wasn't. I've followed your dad working my whole life. I want to rest, but we can't afford it."
"What if you had tons of money? Would you quit?"
She chuckled outright.
"Duh, if I had money, I'd quit in a heartbeat. Rest, travel, live easy. What a dream."
I looked at her seriously.
"Mom, you can quit now. I'll take care of us forever."
She looked incredulous.
"It's been how long since you left the shop? What, hit the lottery? Even lottery winners struggle these days—haven't you seen the news?"
I nodded quietly.
"Not lottery... but those coins I got by chance before? They skyrocketed. You saw the news. No more money worries. Enough for the whole family to live off forever. Back me up with Dad when he gets home."
Mom stared blankly for a moment, then her eyes widened in shock.
"Wait, when did you buy all that? News says it's booming!"
I grinned confidently.
"Exactly. Mom, I'll buy you and Dad a building for income. Sell this house, move somewhere nice. I'll cover it all."
She tilted her head, disbelieving.
"You're serious?"
I pulled out my phone, showed the account.
Seeing the balance, she nearly fainted.
"Oh my god, how many zeros is that?!"
She'd figured maybe tens of billions—way off the mark.
Mouth agape at the 300+ billion balance.
I smiled leisurely.
"Believe me now? No more slaving away, Mom. Convince Dad when he gets back—we'll rest easy."
Finally getting it, she grasped my hand softly.
"Oh, son... Mom's made it now. Is this a dream? Thank you—so much."
Her eyes reddened a bit.
Holding her hardworking hands, my own eyes welled up. Felt like true filial piety.
All that was left: breaking the news to Dad when he returned.