Debut Preparations (2)
“Really? You’ll lend it to me? So that’s 20,000 coins you’re lending, right?”
[What the hell? Why'd it jump from 4,000 coins to 20,000?! Don't scam me!]
It was just a jab to tease Poni, but honestly, I had no intention of actually selling my status window. Without it, I couldn't level up my own abilities, and I'd have to rely on Poni again just to earn coins. So from the start, the status window was something I could never sell.
Scaring her into coughing up 4,000 coins wasn't a bad haul at all.
[Interest is 40%.]
This little shit's lost her mind. No wonder she agreed so easily—it was all about squeezing interest out of me.
“What kinda bullshit is that? I'd go bankrupt paying interest. Make it 1%.”
[1%? No conscience. Fine, 35%.]
“10%.”
[Final offer. 30%.]
“...20%! That’s my final offer too.”
[No way! Who'd accept 20%? 30%!]
“Then no deal! I’ll just sell the status window.”
[Eek! Fine! 25%!]
“20%.”
[You bastard!]
“Haha.”
I didn’t care if Poni cursed me out. I was satisfied knowing I’d secured a steady way to earn coins.
“Hand over the money. I need to buy stuff quick.”
[Hold on! I gotta fetch it from the bank! And what's with that attitude from the borrower? Grr!!]
Poni huffed and puffed for a while before zipping off to get the money. A long time later, she slunk back and hit me with the most absurd excuse.
[Well, you see...]
“Yeah?”
[It's gone. Hee~]
“Gone? Wait, gone? You mean you don’t have the money?”
[Uh-huh...]
“You said you’d lend it. You wouldn’t say that if you didn’t have it, right?”
This was the same greedy punk who nickel-and-dimed me on interest!
[I did have it! But I got hit with a fine this time, paid it off, and now I’m broke.]
“You’re not just bullshitting me ‘cause you don’t wanna lend it, are you?”
[No, really!! I swear it’s gone.]
“How much is 4,000 coins worth in real money here?”
[About 40 million won.]
“Hm.”
40 million won... Yeah, putting it in those terms, it did sound like a hefty sum for Poni.
“Can’t I just convert my 20 million won into coins?”
[Impossible. Who’d be dumb enough to take this worthless paper for coins? Maybe some sucker’d trade 1 coin for it?]
“That exchange rate’s brutal.”
[Means your currency’s worthless over there.]
“Sigh~ So we’re screwed now?”
[Guess so. I’ll hold off for a few months.]
“You sure you’re okay with that? You said the bosses would chew you out.”
[I’ll handle it. Don’t worry about me.]
Poni had screwed up and pissed off her superiors, so she needed some ‘good deeds’ to make up for it.
[I’ll try to scrape up some coins too. You’ll need at least a doppelgänger doll for safe hookups after debut. Androids won’t cut it.]
“What’s with the sudden cooperation?”
[I’ve always been like this?]
“Don’t you think that’s a bit too shameless?”
[Ahem. I’m offering to help, and you’re yapping? Hate it?]
“As if.”
It just felt weird how eagerly she was cooperating, but no reason to turn down the help.
‘Ughhh, not today either?’
Jua squirmed in her seat. She couldn’t help it, even with people staring at her weirdly.
“Um, miss? You okay?”
She’d been wriggling around in her cafe chair before suddenly slamming her face into the table—anyone would think she was sick or something.
“I’m fiiine~”
“You don’t look fine... Should I call 119?”
“I’m goooood...”
It’s just my heat.
Jin Jua had come to painfully realize over the past few days that something was seriously wrong with her body.
The first three days, she hadn’t thought much of it. But as it stretched into a week, then two, her life turned into a total mess. What the hell’s wrong with me?
Can’t even vent to anyone.
Jua pulled out her phone.
Am I coming off too desperate?
She’d been sending texts every day. But once debut prep kicked into high gear and dorm life started, meeting Jin Haesol became harder than plucking stars from the sky.
To Jua, Haesol was like a drug. Two weeks clean, and withdrawal was hitting hard.
She knew she’d get a “can’t meet” reply, but she couldn’t let go of her pathetic hope.
She hated how clingy and gross she seemed, but hooked on Haesol—no, honestly on Jin Haesol’s body—she couldn’t find a way out.
“Gasp!!!”
She shot up—finally!!! A positive reply from Haesol at last!
Not today, but tomorrow she’d see him. Her heart raced at the thought of her long-awaited man coming.
“Eek!”
“Ack! You scared me.”
The people watching her odd behavior jumped when she suddenly leaped up cheering.
Jua bolted from the cafe, ignoring the stares.
“What to do first? Oh, clothes!”
To look even prettier for him, new outfits were a must. Her closet was full, but nothing wearable—how frustrating.
“Dummy! Hair too!”
The day flew by in a blur as she dashed around town primping.
And the next day.
Two weeks into dorm life, she’d finally scored a full day. No way she’d disappoint Haesol, who was carving it out for her.
“Date plan’s perfect.”
She’d even scouted a great restaurant. Stroll under cherry blossoms, hit the eatery, fill up, then a walk by the artificial lake for some exercise.
Wonder if he’d like the duck boats?
She’d heard they had romantic duck boat rentals for couples, but she’d play it by ear.
After that... gulp
Motel.
Her body heated up just thinking about it.
And there he was—her waiting prize.
Cap and mask hid his face, but that model physique screamed “not average.” He stood out instantly.
His body’s even better now.
Tall, broad shoulders, small face. An irreplaceable aura no one could copy.
Look at those girls losing it.
Gazes poured in as he entered the cafe. A few women trailed him, snagging seats.
She scanned around, spotted him at an empty table, and hurried over.
This man’s mine—back off, bitches. Worried others might swoop in, her steps quickened.
“Um...!”
“Haesol~!”
“Noona.”
His blank expression cracked into a smile as he pulled down his mask. Sighs of regret echoed around them.
Jua felt a massive rush of triumph and thrill.
She heard curses from behind but giggled anyway. Haesol ignored the rejected girls too.
“Wow~ What’s the occasion? You look stunning.”
That’s my Haesol— he gets it!
She’d dropped a fortune prepping today! But right now, not a penny felt wasted.
Especially since he was so dazzled by her beauty, he ignored every other woman.
This is why we glam up!!
She couldn’t hide her giddy grin, sliding her butt right next to his.
Across was open, but securing his side was priority.
“Why the cap and mask?”
“Word got out about the debut lineup, so reporters are lurking to snap member pics. The manager told me to be careful.”
“Gasp! Then is it really okay to meet like this? No one followed you?”
“Didn’t come from the dorm—I crashed at home last night, so no tail. Wearing this just in case, but seriously, don’t worry.”
“I’m worried. If it’s this bad already, how rough will it get later?”
“Yeah.”
“Debut prep must be brutal. You look half-dead. Poor thing. Gotta cheer up my Haesol with something yummy.”
Jua’s heart ached seeing his gaunt cheeks; she stroked them nonstop.
Grinding teeth sounds rose around them—like heavenly harp music to her ears.
So satisfying. Her nose kept rising higher.
“Ah~ Part diet, part going crazy without noona.”
“Heehee! For real? You missed me that much?”
Not quite believing it, Jua hooked her arm in his, pressing closer. Her soft breasts squished against his arm.
She felt his muscles tense. Electric.
This man’s MINE, you bitches—don’t look, he’s MINE!!!!!
“Hmph, that makes me happy. You missing me.”
“Seeing noona cheers me up too. So, what’s the plan today?”
“Noona found a killer restaurant. Gonna treat my Haesol to something delish.”
First time, she’d let him lead the date cluelessly—then her friends roasted her alive. “He’s a monk or what?”
Dates were for women to take charge. With men rarer than gold in this world—like the only guy in this cafe—women had to splash hard to get picked.
Couldn’t live life single forever, right?
Guess pregnancy’s the answer?
Initially, Jua figured casual fling, then cut ties. He was debuting as an idol—too big-league for her to hold back.
Screw that. Can’t give him up.
But her body was hooked. On Jin Haesol’s.
She’d survived two weeks without him. Pure hell.
Like starting light with drugs, then bam—addict. She got it now: no Jin Haesol, no life.
Gotta get pregnant somehow. Mistress, secret lover forever—fine, as long as he doesn’t ditch me.
Best insurance? Baby. Haesol hated condoms like a typical guy. Always creampied her deep.
No pregnancy yet, but frequent sessions would do it eventually.
“Hey, didn’t you say you were cleaning house?”
“Yeah, but contract’s still good.”
“Still, eventually you’ll have nowhere to go. If you ever need a place post-dorm, my house anytime. Always welcome.”
Jua laid her hand on his, stroking softly. Blatant invite.
He flipped his hand, interlacing fingers, and said,
“Parents at noona’s place, right?”
“Nope! Moved out last week. Come whenever you want, Haesol.”
Parents tried stopping her independence, but she bulldozed through.
Why? He’s so busy—gotta give him a chill spot.
Haesol, oblivious to her ulterior motives, innocently suggested,
“Can I check it out now?”
“Huh?”
Her brain short-circuited, firing on all cylinders.
But I planned the whole date...
That thought vanished. Him coming over meant sex pronto.
Last night’s meticulously plotted itinerary? Deleted ages ago.
No regrets—she shook it off clean.
Goalie opened the net wide—only an idiot’d miss.
Squeeze. Jua gripped his hand tight and nodded.
“Let’s go.”
Food, coffee? Irrelevant. One word burned in the horny young duo’s minds.