Lee Ina and #Lee Hana, the two sisters, were heading to the Currency Tower, while #Ha Suyeon stayed in the House.
37. Now you all see the brutality, right~?
Before entering 2-star, I hit the home button to check the 'House'.
The three characters were already getting along great. Makes sense since they're family, right?
I have no idea what mechanisms these characters run on.
└ If it's a mother-daughter pair, does the character relationship get set automatically?
└ No idea?
Even the experts couldn't figure it out.
Whether they go in with their original memories or they're AI characters with wiped memories but the same appearance—I don't know.
└ Seems like they keep their original personalities? Bright characters stay bright inside too?
If it's someone who's naturally introverted, they'll hole up in a corner of the 'House' and only exchange minimal chit-chat with new characters joining—no lively interactions.
Whether #Lee Ina and #Ha Suyeon have their mother-daughter relationship applied inside is still unknown.
Still, right now, the three of them were moving around just fine.
Lee Ina and #Lee Hana, the two sisters, were heading to the Currency Tower, while #Ha Suyeon stayed in the House.
In the meantime, they'd earned a decent amount of money, and drawers were steadily filling up with personal clothes.
The currently unlocked buildings are as follows.
<House pt.1> - <Room+1 pt.1> - <Yard+1 pt.1> - <Fence+1 pt.1>
<Fashion Shop pt.1> - <Sports Shop pt.1>
<Furniture Mall pt.1>
The Fashion Shop sells everyday stuff like regular t-shirts and pants we all know. Level 1, so options are limited.
Sports Shop has leggings and windbreakers, that kinda thing.
Furniture Mall sells chairs, tables, drawers, hangers, etc., but Level 1 means basic stuff only.
And all the furniture was already placed in the 'House'.
"Fucking diligent, huh."
If you pick good heroine characters, they aggressively mine in the tower from the early game.
The tower's just called 'Tower'. So in the #Hashtag Gallery, it gets names like Currency Tower, Epilogue Tower, and more.
Currency Tower is the mainstream, but around December when the game was about to vanish, 'Mining Tower' and 'Coin Tower' were surging.
Since I started early, I stuck with Currency Tower.
Not just drawers—now there were two hangers with clothes hanging.
"1 point, then..."
I could level up buildings, but unlocking everything first makes sense.
<Character Card pt.1>
<House pt.1> - <Room+1 pt.1> - <Yard+1 pt.1> - <Fence+1 pt.1>
<Fashion Shop pt.1> - <Sports Shop pt.1> - <Lingerie Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Dress Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Accessory Shop pt.1(Locked)>
<Furniture Mall pt.1> - <Household Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)> - <Hobby Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)> - <Cosmetics Mall pt.1(Locked)>
<Customizing Face pt.1(Locked)> - <Customizing Upper Body pt.1(Locked)> - <Customizing Lower Body pt.1(Locked)>
Among the locked buildings I picked,
<Household Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)>.
Household goods—what comes to mind?
Kitchen stuff, cleaning supplies, bathroom items, daily necessities, and home interior goods.
Huh? Isn't this an 18+ game? And in-game mini-games? Why need kitchen, cleaning, bathroom? Questions a noob would ask.
Main content is jerking off while watching playthroughs via alterations.
If that was it, #Hashtag would just be another adult game. The reason it's a masterpiece? There's a reason.
Ultra-realistic AI graphics guaranteed—heroine characters recreated identically in the 'House' for Enjoy-like simulation viewing.
Look-a-like customization of characters and house interiors via various buildings.
That's plenty, but they added tower-climbing RPG with passives for a full raising system.
Plus a gacha system that swings between GOAT and JOAT.
Slap it together poorly and it's trash; blend right, and it's a masterpiece.
Guys like me who go insane obsessing over tower climbs pop up, and even crazier ones dreaming of Pokémon Master but ending up Chimera Master.
Just having these lunatics in an 18+ game earns it god-game status.
And you can run other sims like Plague Inc. Company, so it'd be weirder if it wasn't hailed a masterpiece.
No~, but okay, everything else I get, but why household goods? No ingredients anyway.
$%% &%#@
%#@@
The answer comes from what our cute #Lee Ina and #Lee Hana bring back.
[Fresh Cabbage] [Tuna Can]
Currency Tower, Mining Tower—whatever the name, the tower lets you fetch ingredients.
No clue what's inside. Doesn't show, so no way to know.
Not just currency—they bring items you can't buy in buildings.
Three months after getting the #Hashtag game unit, first time seeing characters eat something.
No cookware, so no choice.
Remember what I said before?
It's a simulation-boasting 'home', so they have needs.
Bathroom needs handled via <#Bathroom>. If you don't label a room's purpose as <#Bathroom>, they can't shit even if they want to.
No matter the reason—system or whatever—characters endure with deathly faces.
Same for everything else.
They have eating needs too. Even if their stomachs are glued to their spines, no food means no eating; no tools means no cooking.
Luckily, the act of 'eating' itself can be done anywhere freely.
Saw the three eating what they brought.
Pet their heads, and #Lee Ina eats reluctantly but gives up.
Lee Hana freaks out, jumps up, and waves her hands like swatting flies.
Ha Suyeon looks scared, but seems #Lee Ina explained something, so she stays quiet.
"Mm~, so cute."
Told ya there's viewing pleasure.
Sometimes grope asses, touch tits.
Annoyed, pissed, scared—they can't stop it. I'm the all-knowing god outside.
<Household Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)>
After a simple meal, they chat then head out like a stroll to the Household Goods Mall.
I zoom in too—roof texture vanishes, interior shows.
Frying pans, kitchen knives, cutting boards from kitchenware to masks, bandages, thermometers for daily goods.
Toilet paper, towels—obviously there.
Everything you could want. Dozens of kinds now, more dozens per level-up.
They had mining currency, picked a few.
[Water][Soap][Towel][Toilet Paper][Blanket]
Five items. Water especially—two packs of ten 500ml bottles each.
<#Bathroom> has no faucet or sink, so no water.
Kitchen not even zoned yet—no plumbing.
"This for washing... but blanket?"
Reason soon clear.
They enter <#Bathroom> one by one for cat washes. Somehow wash hair with that tiny water amount.
Not just poop, eating—hygiene needs implemented too. Unwashed? Smelly emoji pops up over heads often.
So they bought water, soap, towel, toilet paper right when Household Goods Mall unlocked to wash up.
After washing, they huddle in living room, spread blanket on floor, lie down.
"Aah."
Sleep need.
But sleep need—can sleep anywhere in living room or room?
Seen them sleep plenty before—what's this?
Three lie side by side, murmur chit-chat, then Zzz- Zzz- floats as they doze off.
Hmm. Floor too hard, backs hurt probably.
Zoomed in watching their nap, opened #Lee Hana's profile.
Time to write 2-star.
<#Story>
You and your boyfriend have one friend who uniquely grants favors.
For this reason, you feel sorry every time you ask that friend for a favor.
When asking favors, you grant the friend's favors in return.
You're grateful when the friend grants favors.
See~, now you all see the brutality~?
At a glance, looks plausibly normal.
2-star, (method).
For this reason, you feel sorry every time you ask that friend for a favor.
Happens in life sometimes. Really sorry, but just this once—next time I'll do yours! Shit like that pops up a few times.
Like with Suyeon, #Hashtag lets players stretch that 'favor' category fucking wide.
But straight-up "fuck me pls" gets you dropped. 2-star ain't got that power.
That's why with Ina or Suyeon, we only went wild in late strategy, around 4-5 star.
Not all 1-stars equal. Solo 1-star vs. after 5-stars—alteration power differs.
"Kuh~, 'uniquely grants favors' friend."
2-star (issue) already has poison clause, but no way those two notice, dead or alive.
From now on, their favors? Only I get 'em—no one else.
Alteration Rate still 0%, even 100% ain't much at 2-star, but as strategy progresses, they'll isolate more.
"Urk. Hurts."
Future visions spark imagination, dick hardens. Unrecovered dick throbs painfully again.
<#Lee Hana★★>
<#Eternal Love> - <Only Friend>
2-star #Hashtag name: (Favor-granting) Only Friend.
<#Racing>
<Get ready!>
<10~!>
...
...
...
<1~!>
<Start~!>
2-star? Eyes closed now.
§
<Lee Hana>
"The pic turned out great!"
Cherry blossoms in full bloom, Lake Park buzzing with people. Festival meant food stalls lined the embankment.
Photo with them as backdrop? Hana thought it looked too good even to herself.
"Wanted Mom and Dad together too."
Hana grumbled; Suyeon smiled faintly.
"Mom wanted that too~. You know?"
"I knooow~."
Hana whines; Dad beside chuckles softly.
Suyeon's 5-star, (issue).
Generally, mothers only allow skinship with the man who impregnated their daughter.
Generally, yeah—but secretly possible. Just awkward 'cause unnatural.
Hana knew, so she vented regret.
"'Cause Ina got knocked up so fast."
Glares at Ina, the cause. No pregnancy, parents'd arm-in-arm, beaming under blossoms.
"What?"
"What?"
"What, what."
Bitch got pregnant and sassier.
Grab her soon—. Or get grabbed and Mom who'd whoop her ass.
"Inmok reserved and worked hard for all this. Mom and Dad been solid over 20 years."
"Mooom? Look at you calling yourself auntie."
Mom's words; Hana teases mischievously; Dad plays along slyly.
"Auntie to Mom? To such a pretty lady."
"Ewweeck."
"Kyaaah-!"
Parents laugh at daughters' hyped reactions.
Our family's harmonious, for sure.
"Man, crowded."
Not Seoul Lake Park, didn't expect this many.
Fewer than Seoul, but shoulders bumping—uncomfy.
Back to hotel for a short rest, then to cherry blossom night market at 5 PM. Sun not set yet, still packed. But with family? Nice.
Cute accessories, diverse eats. Would eat here if not hotel dinner.
Busking performances catch eye. All satisfying.
Except bio sis constant bitching.
"Hiiing, wish Sunbae was here."
"Hey, I ain't mentioning Do-jin—why you?"
"I'm hubby, you're girlfriend. Different."
"Haa~?"
Fucking unbelievable.
"Gonna marry Do-jin. We're fate. Bumped halls—bam, instant. Don't you know?"
"Blegh."
"Shit."
Taunting face pisses me off—swing fist, instant Mom back-smack.
"Out.side. No. Curs.ing. Did. I. Say. Or. Not."
Each whack punctuates. Smack-smack- rhythmic sting.
"Ow! Ow! M-Mommy-! H-Hurts hurts!"
Damn. Always on me.
"You get knocked up quick. Done."
Now Ina's back gets it.
"20. Years. Old. Preg.nant. Is. Brag? Brag? And. What. Sis.ter. Say."
"Aaack! M-Mommyyy!"
Whew. Refreshing. Her getting more hits? Digestion perfect—no meds needed.
Browsing night market, head to hotel rooftop BBQ setup. Fancy.
Hotel roof camped-out like campground—conical tents like Native American.
Central tent: meats, veggies, sides, snacks, ramen.
"All free...?"
Hana shocked; Ina puffs chest proudly, nods.
"Yeah, Sunbae gave."
"My dongsaeng paid."
"Hmph."
Thanks Inmok for grub. Never dreamed this life.
Stingy Inmok splurging? Love scary.
"Mm~. Meat delish. No gamey."
"Shabu-shabu sets if order."
"Whoa! End with porridge or knife noodles! Fried rice too."
Stuff till stuffed, then hotel annex outdoor baths. Family hot springs.
Baths sex-separate, but connected outdoor ones shareable. Swimsuits required. FYI.
Clean facilities, walls dust-free like new-build.
"Inmok shelled out big?"
Hana asks; Ina replies quick.
"Said he spent all savings."
"Nah, not that much."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did?"
Woman... talking back?
Gonna smack.
"Inmok did spend big. 880k family-of-four package."
Dad's words halt fight.
Tomorrow temple craft workshop linked to hotel? Something. Anyway.
"But 880k ain't all his savings."
Posing smart, Hana flips bangs.
"Damn."
Ina about to retort—"damn"—Mom, swimsuit-clad, submerged, casually drops.
"Hana. Inmok replaced Dad's tires all four 'cause worn, bought Mom lingerie too."
Lingerie crotchless fishnet for easy insertion? Irrelevant.
"Lingerie? Just Mom? Lingerie even?"
"Set. 20-piece set. Bought comfy home clothes too."
Comfy = tight gray H-line micro-look? Whatever.
Mom close enough to Inmok for jokes, so lewd clothes/lingerie fine.
Started "too close"—now "eh, friends do that". Grumble, but Mom-in-law and son-in-law close ain't bad.
"Pfft. Dad tires, Mom clothes. How much?"
"Four tires ain't cheap?"
"......."
Hana clueless. Doesn't drive.
Said too much—feels singled out, sinks to nose in water, huffs.
Pfffrrr-
Especially hates Ina's smug jabs.
Splash-!
Kicks Ina underwater.
"Mooommm-!"
Not kid—always to Mom? Ha, ridiculous.
Do-jin here? Total my side.
Phone selfie to Do-jin.
Photo
Whatcha think? My swimsuit. Cute?
Instant reply.
Photo
Too cute?
Wanna see you soon~
Do-jin sends shocked face goofily.
Only Do-jin for me.
Hmph, just wait till I get knocked up.