#34. The Happiest Woman in the World
#34. The Happiest Woman in the World
Jeobeok.
"I'm the culprit. I'm the culprit."
Right now, I'm moving around like a criminal. Should I use the CC? Yeah, what's important here is not arousing any suspicion.
"What're you doing? Hurry up and come over. There's an empty seat here."
"Ha. What a kind-hearted friend."
I smoothly get guided to the seat next to her and sit down. Hana doesn't have a single shred of wariness.
Of course, I'm in a classroom, so I sit in a classroom chair.
"Geocheol hyung's gonna assign homework today, right?"
In a few minutes, Hana will probably be breathing inside my CC Card. But. I haven't made my move yet.
Old lady—no, where's Do-jin? Right, he's not in the classroom yet. He's out doing promo ambassador work.
"This fucker, what's up with him today?"
That means it's time for me to start making my move.
I pull out the CC Card and jab it once at Hana, who's staring at me like I'm a fucking retard!
Uh. Success.
"What the hell? What's this?"
"Card wallet."
I'm not doing anything stupid enough to get caught like a moron. From the start, I pulled it out with two cards overlapped. Hana doesn't suspect a thing.
"Retard."
She just looked at me like a fucking retard.
"Haa~. No Jinhyung today, no Do-jin~, Ina's got a Free Period~."
There's a reason they're absent. Because today is Friday.
The kids who nailed Course Registration and scored the golden ticket have bailed from the abyss that is Friday.
When the curtain lifts, it's just me and Hana in here.
"Didn't expect Jinhyung to score a Friday morning Free Period too."
I deeply empathized with Hana's words. Who knew that guy—who's only diligent around girls—would achieve the feat of Course Registration.
"In the end, all that's left are the abandoned kids."
"What's up with you today?"
"Fuuuuck. You think the brain of a college student taking a major class at 9 a.m. on Friday morning is gonna be normal, human?"
Hana, moved by my heartfelt explanation.
"You're right. Totally right. Why! Why just us—."
To be precise, it wasn't just the two of us.
There were the wretched nomads who couldn't escape the grind, sitting there. We'll probably be seeing their faces a lot this semester.
Being late on Course Registration means you couldn't pick good classes (no attendance check, good grades), and if you're guilty of no-fun crimes, your schedule's filled with life sentences.
"Looks like you got Mon-Thu-Fri."
I just nod with a soul-vacant face at Hana's words.
"Inmok, you taking Eastern Logic too?"
"......D-don't even utter that horrific word, you demon."
As a Freshman, I took it knowing nothing and thought I was losing my mind.
Eastern Logic is hands-down the top no-fun class of all time.
First off, the passive lecture style. It's just rote knowledge injection like in elementary, middle, or high school. The goal is pure info dump.
I get why it's like that. The book's like an encyclopedia, so you gotta rush the curriculum.
No! That's bullshit too.
If you're a professor, shouldn't you summarize it neatly and sensibly on your own?!
"That bad?"
"......No way......"
I snap my sleepy morning eyes wide open and stare at Hana.
"Huh......?"
Hana's face gradually hardens.
This bitch.
"Congrats, bro. Even if you end up unable to graduate 'cause of your GPA, you should've avoided that class at all costs."
"......Fuck?"
Back in my Freshman year, I was the only one around me taking that class.
It happened to be my first semester, first year, so I thought all lectures were like that. Took it second semester too.
I figured out why the 57 starters dwindled to 11 by second semester, and as payment, the seniors dubbed me the 'idiot moron.'
"Seriously, congrats. You're a true scholar serving the motherland."
"Th-that bad?"
Hold up. Why's she talking like she's never attended once?
It's already mid-March?
"You haven't gone even once yet?"
"Yeah, Wednesday mornings are my self-made Free Period."
I facepalmed. Her thought process is not normal.
In a way, me and Suyeon could be seen as true friends. We both think each other's mindset ain't normal.
"What's third period?"
"Liberal arts for me."
"Oh, no way."
"Yeah, Hana-ya. We've already had that class together twice. Wait, no—you only once? You went on a trip with Do-jin."
What an amusing friend. I briefly wondered if uploading her to the CC Card right now was the right call, given her personality.
But that's exactly why she was the first candidate. Perfect for a real test run.
"Sigh, noona. Let me take care of you. Let's go together."
"Not Hoam Hall?"
"Baegam Hall."
"Oh. That was it? No wonder."
It's right next door. Don't play dumb.
Her innocent expression is infuriating. But plenty of people found that charm appealing.
Even I, before the military, used to like that bubbly girl-next-door type.
Proactive, lively, fits in with everyone.
After the Another World experience, that bright personality didn't seem all good anymore.
My Noah's Ark still had a vast trove of data.
Hana was initially a character candidate, but with Ina as the first heroine, the Guidebook had to change.
So over the past three months, I uploaded and deleted tons of Guidebooks.
Too gamey with side effects, or too radical to slip into the Ina-Suyeon link.
Stripping variables for stable constants left one Guidebook.
<#Eternal Love> build.
I trust she's not mistaking it for love toward me.
I'm not some nuclear waste-level unrecyclable trash.
I just want Ina and Do-jin to have 'eternal love' like their Guidebook titles.
'Pure Love' is the ultimate sincere value humans should pursue, right?!
'Pure Love' makes the viewer's heart all fluffy and warm. Me too. For real.
Just helping them out as a friend.
Dalak-
Back home, I slot the culprit's tool from this morning's Hana jab into the #Hashtag game console.
Dalak- and it clicks perfectly, which feels oddly satisfying.
Loading screen flickers. I wait calmly.
Ina was first, so exciting nerves. Suyeon was double-checking. Hana was the confidence booster.
<#Lee Hana>
"Yeah."
Honestly, a bit nervous. Thinking like that always spells trouble.
But seeing #Lee Hana's nude on screen melts worries like snow in spring breeze.
"Bigger than I thought—."
Her tits are huge?
Ina's perky but small compared to Suyeon, and Hana's about mom-sized.
Not quite the busty Western porn explosion! but damn impressive.
Hana and Ina are sisters but total opposites in style and hobbies.
Hana rocks the typical girlfriend look—flowy tops like blouses or skirts.
Ina goes for amekaji street fashion.
Baggy, flapping wide or standard fits. Ina just likes comfy clothes.
Thanks to that, no need to scout maternity wear yet.
She's always been baggy-top heavy.
Different styles, different hobbies.
Both at the same academy learning instruments, but Hana's hobby-level while Ina's amateur advanced. With Excellent Dexterity added, she could hit pro scene. Might even crush most pros as time goes.
Hana prefers singing and partying. Loves active social stuff.
Ina likes tending and tinkering with instruments. Innie-outie personality.
Tangent over.
Mother-daughter bingo, now sisters too—gotta get excited.
Mother-daughter donburi, followed by sister donburi. Not a dream.
<#Hashtag Story Registration>
<#Story>
You and your boyfriend saw it as eternal love from the first meeting.
For this reason, you and your boyfriend trust each other.
You never doubted each other no matter what.
You're happy just being together.
Anyone trained in hypnosis sees 1-star and gets it.
Ah. Don't know? This 'Pure Love' is for 'hypnosis.'
Eternal love. How beautiful to hypnosis believers.
Fuck off with gross stinky NTR. Use the pro term NTL, heroes.
<#Lee Hana★>
<#Eternal Love>
1-star appeared on her profile. Alteration Rate still 0%, but 1-star hits 100% in hours.
Swipe-
I pick up #Lee Hana and set her down in the front yard.
Dropped naked in the yard, no cover for tits or pussy, she shrieks bbi-ri-ri-yaek-! Pure Hana character.
Huh?
Why's the house empty? Off mining?
Zoom in, house interior visible.
"Oh, table."
Like 'Ta-da! Purchased table!' status window.
Center of living room: table, and small dresser.
Click dresser, inventory window pops with clothes.
Clothes increased lately. Probably rolled hard in Currency Tower.
Lee Hana, yapping nonstop, enters the room. Pouts at the sparse setup, starts poking around.
Checks dresser, bathroom, then sad emoticon over #Lee Hana.
But. What can you do? Grind it out with grit.
The harder you roll the tower, the better house you'll get.
<#Shisen-Sho>
<Prepare!>
<10~!>
...
...
...
<1~!>
<Start~!>
This time, #Ha Suyeon, not #Lee Ina.
Dragged to game arena, #Ha Suyeon pauses then focuses.
Passive <#Charm Emission> makes AI players glance, slowing their play.
Looks good. But high difficulty? They won't even look.
Worth slipping in occasionally at 1-2 star.
<1st Place!>
1-star, 2nd is shame. Hit 100% Alteration Rate in half a day.
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<Lee Hana>
Eating with Do-jin, he suddenly looks so handsome.
Not that he ever didn't.
"Do-jin, you look extra handsome today?"
"Pfft. Outta nowhere?"
Do-jin nearly spits food, eyes wide staring.
"Yeah. Sudden. Why? Hate it?"
"No way. Of course I like it."
High school hallway, first eye-lock: Ah! He's mine.
Sudden memory, but Do-jin says he felt the same instantly.
Not like we instantly thought 'lifelong eternal love!' but yeah.
Felt fateful like teen drama, made us love harder.
"Slurp."
Hana gulps tough pho broth, opens mouth.
"Do-jin. Know what? Back in high school, weirdly, I never doubted you even with other girls."
"Yeah? Me too. Never anxious or suspicious in our Dating."
Jealousy? Not kids, why bother.
Infinite trust vibe. Some sticky unexplainable bond we had.
Maybe why it felt like eternal love.
Not just me—Do-jin too.
Never doubted or said a harsh word once.
So waiting for military, no side-glances at other guys. None better than Do-jin anyway.
"Even in the army, weirdly no anxiety. Knew you'd be there when I got out. Waiting. Just... knew~."
"Pfft. Right? Fate~."
Hana teases, Do-jin smiles with eyes full of love.
"Then three times today?"
"Three? Possible."
Usually calm, quiet, but dorky-tough around me—adorable.
Two rounds, he's wiped out.
Long time together, sex with Do-jin still fun.
Huh?
"Today's really.... got stamina?"
Post-meal motel, Do-jin's insanely hard and lasts forever today.
"'Cause I love you."
"Heehee."
Grinning like Binggu, I squeeze sweaty hard-working Do-jin.
His sweat, body odor—all good. Above all, infinite security knowing future's with Do-jin.
"One more?"
"Eh? Re~ally? For real?"
Hana's hand goes down, grabs the blazing hot cock.
Do-jin's eyes burn with passionate love.
Hana tastes peak female happiness right now.
Odds my love loves me back? Then 5 years same fiery passion?
So Hana was the happiest woman in the world.