Chapter 178
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 178
Chapter Title: Please Do It :: 178
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Lee Ye-rin blamed her own mouth.
A man and a woman gazing at each other in a high-end restaurant.
Han So-in and Yang Ga-in.
"Why did I get drunk and... damn."
Pulling at her blonde hair, Ye-rin wallowed in regret.
The thought that she'd made a mistake with So-in made her unnecessarily tense.
A short, unimpressive guy. There was no reason for Ye-rin to feel tense based on his skin tone or height, but...
"After that intense orgasm torture at the adult store last time... I'm so scared..."
The memory of her pussy and ass being ravaged, forcing her into repeated climaxes. If the man in front of her wanted it, she'd be put through that limit of ecstasy again.
"Cumming a lot feels good, but... ugh... if only I hadn't said that while drunk... damn."
She'd admitted to curing her sex addiction and having frequent sex with a short guy.
She'd even confessed to being dominated sexually.
"Should've stopped there..."
She'd even provoked her by saying that even Yang Ga-in wouldn't know unless it was that guy.
She'd spilled all the information she wasn't supposed to. On top of that...
"Han So-in... no way he's feeling fine about it, right?"
He'd just heard himself called a poor commoner right in front of him.
Ye-rin gauged his mood. If things went south, she'd have to apologize.
"Did I hear that I cured Ye-rin's symptoms... from Ye-rin herself?"
"Yes, she said now she studies hard and doesn't need guys much anymore."
Doomed. Lee Ye-rin thought so.
"Sounds like she doesn't need any other guys besides Han So-in..."
Her face flushed red as she averted her gaze. Even with her tanned skin, the blush was obvious.
"Ye-rin said that, right..."
So-in made a mental note.
Lee Ye-rin. Needs additional training. Told her friend what she wasn't supposed to.
She might think it was natural to brag about his ability, but So-in wanted to hide his powers as much as possible.
World needs some bad guys... plus it's a hassle.
He glanced at Yang Ga-in. Glossy long black hair. Appropriately sized breasts. Refined and beautiful features.
Bet she's super popular... and loaded too... she can date any guy she wants, huh?
So-in had plenty of money himself...
Still feel kinda intimidated...
His idea of luxury was extra sweet-and-sour chicken. Staff in suits serving them, expensive artwork on the walls. He felt like he didn't belong.
Not used to this even with all the money I've made. Assets have grown a ton.
He figured he'd soon seduce a rich girl and ask her for fashion advice.
A rich girl... why not just go for the pretty loaded one right in front of me?
Aside from the rude first impression, her body and face were top-tier. He needed to level up more people to 3 anyway.
Hee-na, Hee-da, Hee-seon, Mi-na, Ye-rin, Rumi, Su-bin, In-hye, Se-mi, Bo-hee... that was 3, right?
Just two more level 3s, and he could finally try for Obedience Level (5).
The ones at level 4... they're safe enough. Maybe ask to live together?
Waking up to two girls servicing him felt like heaven. A daily routine like that didn't sound bad at all.
"Good that Ye-rin is studying well. But it was just coincidences piling up... what ability could someone like me have?"
"Right? I think it was coincidence too... but she keeps insisting it's because of you."
Ga-in sighed and checked her watch. She clearly thought eating with So-in was a waste of time.
Doesn't like commoners much. Maybe got burned by one in the past?
As the first course arrived, Ye-rin gestured for them to eat.
Ga-in looked like she was done here.
"Ye-rin, since you say it's not, I'm heading out."
"It is though!"
"She says it's not you."
"So-in, really... no. Fix her too."
"Hey."
So-in, dipping into the dish decorated with edible charcoal powder, asked back.
"Fix what? She seems perfect already..."
Face, breasts, wealth. Age.
She had everything a woman could want. Not even 20 yet, dropping 300-400k on a single meal. For three people, it was nearly a million. Her wealth exceeded normal standards.
"That's why she's..."
"Hey, Lee Ye-rin."
"..."
Unable to speak, Lee Ye-rin raised her phone. A tussle broke out between the two as she typed her message.
Even a classy girl like her resorts to physical fights.
Ye-rin's toned physique won out, and the message arrived in front of Han So-in.
She has frigidity lol.
Her typing was messy from the scuffle, but So-in got the point.
Frigidity...? A girl with such a great body and looks?
She was the kind of woman anyone would want as a girlfriend.
Maybe give it a shot...?
The old Han So-in would've laughed it off and gone home. He'd have felt their worlds were too different to even date, let alone maintain it.
But now... I've got money too.
A part of him even wanted to help. Her personality seemed pretty awful, but...
She's pretty... kinda pity she has frigidity.
Maybe she just didn't know how to get along with men at all.
"Ye-rin. Just eat and go. I'll say it was drunken nonsense."
"No... it's real."
So-in spoke up as he watched the tanned golden girl and the noble girl bicker.
"I might actually be able to help."
Ga-in and Ye-rin both turned to look at So-in simultaneously.
"You?"
"Yeah, well... since I somewhat fixed Ye-rin... maybe other women too."
Ga-in let out a sigh.
"Look, I don't know how you got lucky with Ye-rin, but I don't trust types like you. Would you?"
It was a fair point.
Feels like she's attacking, but her face is too pretty for it to feel bad...
So-in sensed this could be their last meeting. To keep the connection going, he needed some strategy.
"So let's end this conversation. Ye-rin, eat."
True to form for someone who disliked chatting with commoners, she tried to cut things off. So-in planned to keep the conversation alive without backing down.
Strategy... strategy...
Rich, high pride, dislikes mingling with commoners.
First, keep talking somehow and bump her obedience up a level.
Having decided, So-in said to her,
"How about a bet?"
"A bet?"
As he popped the gold-dusted steamed pumpkin into his mouth, So-in continued.
"On whether I can cure it or not. 100 million won."
"...You serious? What money do you even have?"
"If I win, it's all good anyway."
At this point, it wasn't about money or skill anymore.
It was a pride showdown.
A matter of who was right.
"Fine. If you're so insistent."
She provoked him with a look of disbelief.
"Bring 50 million in cash within a few days. Let's make it solid. I'll bring mine too."
50 million—a huge sum.
"Deal. But if I cure you, Ga-in... your stake goes to..."
"Yeah, my stake?"
So-in pointed at Ye-rin.
"Ye-rin."
He'd tormented her plenty but rarely given big rewards. He figured this was a good chance to give Ye-rin something substantial.
"Hah?"
"I'm somewhat confident."
Ga-in crossed her arms and replied.
"Fine. I like the guts. Not sure about the skill though."
The bet was on.
So-in pulled out his phone and sent a message.
Ye-rin, the next sentence is for your eyes only. It's a command sentence.
Lee Ye-rin, holding her phone, angled it so Ga-in couldn't see.
...really sorry. Tried not to say it.
It's fine. Just a sincere apology.
Then I'll apologize right now.
Major crime. Was gonna make you do naked dogeza in front of Ga-in.
No, I was wrong. Really...
Then do naked dogeza anywhere within 10 minutes and send proof pic.
Huh? Where? No, that's too...
9 minutes 50 seconds left. If needed, right next to Ga-in...
W-wait a sec.
If you're stepping out, chat with Ga-in first.
Ye-rin closed her phone casually and said,
"Ga-in, gonna hit the bathroom."
"..."
She didn't like the idea of leaving So-in alone with him.
Grabbing her clutch, Ye-rin headed out the door. She was probably planning to do her naked dogeza and snap a reflection photo somewhere.
Yang Ga-in, Obedience Level (1)
Her obedience had gone up one notch from talking somewhat.
Yang Ga-in. Hated Action: Apologizing to commoners.
Sees me as a commoner, huh.
With Ye-rin in the bathroom, maybe push Yang Ga-in's obedience to (2).
"By the way, how about apologizing for calling me a commoner guy earlier? The bet's a big sum."
"Oh? You didn't bring cash—how am I supposed to know?"
Even the rich didn't carry that much cash around.
"Then I'll send it now—will you apologize?"
"Aren't you talking too big for your pride?"
To her provocations with a blank expression, So-in replied,
"Ga-in, give me your account."
"Huh?"
"Need it by the third? I'll wire it right now. If the amount's right, apologize."