Explosive Revelation (2)
“??????”
“Hyung, whatcha doing?”
“Huh. Just thinking.”
“You were just sitting there on the bed all spaced out, so I thought you were bored. Wanna play some games with me if you’ve got nothing going on?”
“Nah, this hyung’s deep in thought right now—no time for games. So you go chill and hit the sack early too. No staying up late just ‘cause it’s our day off tomorrow.”
“Got it!”
I shooed away the fidgety Ki Uyeon and refocused on the status window.
Congratulations! You’ve succeeded in your first ■■.
Your coins have increased by +1,000.
‘The first time’s hard, but the second’s a breeze’ achievement unlocked! Your coins have increased by +2,000.
What the hell is this even mean?
Suspicious. Way too suspicious. There’s no way the system just handed me 3,000 coins out of the blue. I knew better than anyone how much grind it took to earn that much. No way I could just let this slide without knowing what was up.
At first, I’d been like, jackpot! Sweet! But the more I thought about it, the shadier it felt. Especially since the reason was censored as ■■—I couldn’t even see it.
3,000 coins ain’t pocket change.
Time to summon Poni and get some answers.
I used the doppelganger doll to slip out of the dorm, which wasn’t exactly soundproof. Ki Uyeon was too engrossed in his long-overdue gaming session to notice.
“Hey, come out.”
I sat on a bench in a nearby park and called for Poni. People passed by occasionally, but with my earbuds in, connected to my phone, no one batted an eye.
Though they’ll stare ‘cause I’m a guy.
Women in this world? Spot a dude—basically a creature with an extra leg down there—and instinct kicks in. Should I hit on him? Dark night amps up the courage. Looks and personality? Secondary. They just wanna try dating at least once. With guys getting rarer by the day, even average women start fantasizing about crime. (ʘspeechʘ╬)
“I suddenly got a fat stack of coins from some weird shit. What’s this about?”
Poni flitted over, wings buzzing, and checked my status window.
“Figure anything out?”
What’s with her now? Watching her buzz around excitedly, wings flapping like mad, was getting annoying. She wouldn’t explain—just rejoicing solo. Like I’d share the vibe.
“So what the hell is it? Why’d I get this?”
“Huh?”
In this world, local guys’ sperm makes babies 90% female, 10% male. But mine? 50/50 split. And if it’s a boy, when he knocks someone up later, same odds.
Holy shit. What kinda bombshell is this?
“P-pregnant? Someone’s pregnant? Who?!”
Who could it be? My brain scrambled. Then it hit me—someone I hadn’t heard from lately.
No way… Jua noona?
If she was pregnant, it explained the radio silence. Poni’d sabotaged condoms, so I’d blasted loads everywhere. Bound to hit paydirt somewhere.
“But Jua noona’s only 21.”
Lightning struck my head. I yanked out my earbuds, grabbed my phone, and spam-called Jua noona. No hanging up till she picked up.
Jua noona dreamed of acting stardom. An unwanted pregnancy now? She’d have dark thoughts.
She’s too young to handle responsibility.
Me, a dad? Didn’t compute. Hell, I hadn’t even figured out what to say. But I needed to see her now.
“Go on, scram. I gotta talk to Jua noona.”
“Nothing left for you here, right? And use your brain—Jua noona might be pregnant. Gotta talk it out! What if she gets drastic ideas?”
“Like aborting it or whatever.”
“Won’t touch it? It’s illegal?”
What kinda world is this?
“50 years? Why?”
What kinda garbage is that?!
“That actually happens?”
“……”
I’d come here on a mission to save the world from doom, but my vibe was more eh, whatever—not my problem. Live it up and bounce. I’d resisted at first, but once the libido boost hit, I used “side effects” as an excuse to bang without hesitation. For the world? Why not.
But Poni’s words… nah, still no weight on my shoulders.
“Wanna get serious? Tell a guy to save the world by fucking chicks—good luck staying serious.”
“Anyway, whatever. So noona’s 100% having the kid?”
“Cool. Still wanna meet her. Beat it.”
Poni spewed profanity-laden bubbles in rage.
“Oh! While you’re here, lemme spend some coins. Recommend something good.”
“One-year term ain’t up yet.”
“I’ll toss in interest—don’t be stingy. I’ll pay, chill. Oh! And that achievement gave 2,000 extra—what was it? First I’ve heard.”
“Knocking up a girl’s that historic?”
Well, shit—changes everything.
“That big a deal for just 2,000 coins? Stingy! Gimme more!”
“History-making, you said. 2,000’s cheap! 10,000 wouldn’t cut it.”
“Where’d bugs come from outta nowhere?”
Damn, she spins it slick. Crushing egos like a pro. Felt like a bug hearing it.
“If it’s so meh, why drag me here? Let ‘em go extinct.”
“…Yeah.”
Fuck. No comeback.
“Fine, Your Highness. Super jealous. Anyway, scout something useful for next time—stuff I can afford with my coins.”
“One year.”
I forcibly dismissed the fuming Poni and immediately called Jua noona.
Hello? Haesol!
“Noona, you okay to talk?”
Yup! All good.
“Phew. Thought you ghosted me again. Nearly died waiting.”
Miss noona that much?
“Yeah.”
A soft hehe chuckle slipped through the line. Her voice sounded fine—better than expected.
“Let’s meet, noona. I’ll come to you.”
Wait! No, I’ll come out. Too dangerous for a guy wandering at night. Where?
“No, you need to be careful. I’ll head over.”
Huh? Careful? Oh crap—can’t let it slip yet.
“Anyway, let’s meet~! Hurry~! Missing you so bad my eyes are popping out!”
I bullshitted my way through, rushing to set a spot. Pregnancy talk needed privacy—no interruptions. So, motel room. Purely for smooth convo, swear. No funny business.
Checked in, waited for noona. Then—
Whoosh—
Sudden downpour outside. Good thing I was already inside. But Jua noona? Her clothes were soaked when she arrived.
“Haesol.”
“Caught in the rain much?”
Cap, mask, simple black tracksuit—sexy as hell. With looks like that, actress debut? Instant star. Cool exterior, but warm with loved ones. Her smile at me screamed she’s mine!—wanna brag.
“A bit? Didn’t see it coming.”
“Dry your clothes.”
“Should I?”
She peeled off the wet outer layer. Black tank top underneath—
Twitch!
My eager buddy reacted instantly. Those taut, bursting tits barely contained. Wanted to bury my face in her pale, milky cleavage right then.
Read the room, dammit!!
Sulk…
Remembering she might be pregnant calmed it down quick.
