Hashtag Story Registration
04. How About Here for a Date?
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After 2-star, what's next? 3-star.
Right after parting with Lee Ina at the cafe, I jumped straight into the 3-star work.
Clearly, #Hashtag - Raising People Around Me is a 19+ game.
Looking at it so far, you might think there's no sex until 3-star.
Nope, you can do it even at 1-star. The one side effect is it turns into a shallow relationship.
When I first got into the game, my sole goal was jerking off, so I shamelessly crammed in stuff like #Sex Partner<#NTL>.
But the game is all about raising one personality through the interplay of six hashtags.
If you fill all six slots with just that goal and no buildup, shit breaks.
She turns into a maniacally obsessed yandere, or without protagonist buffs, she withers into a scrawny mummy.
On top of that, interactions with side characters—who are just supposed to be background—could lead to a police ending.
That's when the savior showed up: Hypnotized Married Woman!
Literal translation: hypnotized married woman or something.
Its hashtags were optimized for stacking buildup step by step, making it impossible for her to ever escape the protagonist.
As you can see, 1-star and 2-star felt plausible but had a super low resistance threshold.
So, what's the most important part?
3-star, hands down.
It's the key pivot of the whole raising process, the waistline, the bridge to 4-star!
From 4-star on, the game gets seriously tough, so you gotta solidify all the basics in 3-star.
Plenty of players stop raising there and just enjoy.
But that's in the game—in reality, no way I'm stopping at 3-star.
Todok, tok
Hashtag Story Registration
Story
I've never dated before, so I don't know what to do.
For that reason, dates feel unfamiliar and difficult to you.
In love, you only trust and follow the words of the reliable contractor.
Carrying out and following his words makes dates feel comfortable and easy.
For the third hashtag's (problem), he'd written this:
└ Doesn't matter if the heroine's a virgin bitch or a slut. Not just the worldview—memories get altered too, so if you write it like that, they're all first-timers.
His explanation post was flooded with praise comments.
Change even one letter in the strategy post, and a whole other hashtag pops up. So I registered the #Hashtag story super carefully.
Lee Ina★★★
Contract Dating - #Contract Progress - #Contract Fulfillment
There was an explanation for why not #Contract Fulfillment.
└ In the solution, swap "following so" to "when you follow" and it becomes #Contract Fulfillment. But I ain't doing that. Breaks the concept.
The world of veteran players is clearly different from a scrub like me.
"Alright, 3-star!"
I'd set up the 3-star for now, but fatigue was too low to proceed with the game right away.
So, let's check out the heroine's house.
Just a single, lonely studio apartment sat there.
Click the ceiling or zoom in, and it turns transparent so you can see inside. #Lee Ina was in there, totally oblivious that I was watching.
Lee Ina was just blankly lying there spread-eagled, doing jack shit.
And after hitting 100% alteration rate on 2-star, I'd earned 1 point.
Shop
<Character Card pt.1>
<House pt.1> - <Room+1 pt.1(locked)> - <Yard+1 pt.1(locked)> - <Fence+1 pt.1(locked)>
<Fashion Shop pt.1(locked)> - <Sports Shop pt.1(locked)> - <Lingerie Shop pt.1(locked)> - <Dress Shop pt.1(locked)> - <Accessory Shop pt.1(locked)>
<Furniture Mall pt.1(locked)> - <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)>
So many options, but shops and malls were useless anyway.
No cash.
Clicked the locked room and spent the point to unlock it.
Dragged a room the same size as the house and snugged it right up against the house—poof, a door appeared. Then I shrank the room with my finger.
The more you shrink one, the more you can expand the others, so I beefed up the house (aka living room).
<Please set the purpose!>
Bathroom
Let go of my finger on screen, it asked for the room's purpose, so I set it to #Bathroom right away.
The wooden floor turned into white porcelain tiles. No toilet, sink, or shower yet, but at a glance, it looked like a half-finished bathroom.
Door popped up, and #Lee Ina shook her cute two-tone short hair as she got up and cautiously approached.
She paced around hesitating for a bit, then opened the door and peeked inside.
No sink or shower, but she clocked the tiles and window and instantly got the purpose.
Lee Ina might be a game character, but she has human needs like hunger, sleep, and the urge to shit.
Thankfully, since it's a game world, even if needs max out with no dedicated room, she just builds stress instead of relieving herself anywhere.
Lee Ina dashed in and squatted in a corner.
The realistic graphics make it feel like you're straight-up peeping.
I'm a well-educated guy, so as a gentleman, I stroked #Lee Ina's head.
%#$!
She gave an annoyed reaction, but whatcha gonna do from inside the screen?
Kept petting, and she eventually gave in, sitting there with a sulky face to finish her business.
"Fatigue, recharge already."
Just the house and #Bathroom aren't enough for fatigue to recover at a satisfying speed.
Can't be helped. Gotta progress the game to unlock more.
"Eh?"
Put on hoodie and padding to head to my part-time gig, grabbed my phone—KakaoTalk notifications everywhere.
A shit-ton of 'em.
-Whatcha doing
-Message me
-Diving?
-Not keeping the contract?
......
......
Scratched my cheek at the message bombardment.
This level of attention was a first, outside of when I found my successor's lost shell casing.
Probably 'cause of the cold sweats.
-Heading to part-time
-You didn't forget we're dating, right?
-Check in often!
-Got it
-But it's a contract—no need to go this hard, yeah?
The 1 vanished, no reply for ages—then after I threw on my convenience store vest, messages came.
-KakaoTalk
-Trace
-Leave one
-No one
-Suspects
-Right
She thinks no one else knows the cold sweat reason, dropping lines like that.
Still, part-time wasn't boring today.
Even weekly deliveries in the uni studio apartment village are chill during break. Second semester nearly killed me, though.
Thanks to Ina, the shift flew by.
And...
A freshly discharged early-20s guy's dick gets full Bluetooth erection just from KakaoTalk and profile pics.
Turning Ina into my heroine? Best drunk mistake I ever made.
Straight up: her round white face, huge sparkling eyes full of life, even that secret two-tone dye fit her fresh vibe like a charm.
-Date plans?
Ah. Totally blanked. Was busy maxing 2-star.
-Obviously got 'em.
Quickly rifled through ex-gf memories and fired off a message.
-Winter vibes, how about here for a date?
-Jamsil Ice Rink
-Tons of warm udon or nabe spots nearby too
Sent the link—1 vanished quick.
-O! Love it! But never skated before
-Me too, it'll be my second time
-Betcha I'll fall way more tho
-lmao
-Sure!
-Sunbae! Let's do it!
Ina's bubbly personality shines right through KakaoTalk.
-I'm off Thursdays—cool?
-Hold on!
......
-Yep! All good! Let's go!
Per the guidebook, locking in a date promise stops the cold sweats until then—total bug.
From my playthroughs, it's exactly one week.
Set it for 8+ days out? Sweats pour anyway. Uploader must've missed that.
Monday today—3 days left.
Plenty of time to max 3-star alteration rate.
No way it rolls 6,6.
<5,6>
<6,5>
<5,5>
<5,6>
Yup. No 6,6, but every other godawful combo popped.
"Auuugh~! My precious fatigue!"
Bloodshot eyes, trembling like a gambling addict.
"What a fucking trash game!"
Flips from godgame to trashgame by the second—clearly a polarizing masterpiece.
"Ah, still 2 days, me."
Voice shaking—not withdrawal, just genius syndrome: tons to say, words won't come.
<6,6>
"Fuuuuuuck! Gacha trash game!"
3-star bumps the difficulty—you gotta focus—but with fatigue dice shitting the bed like that? Drives you insane!
"Ah, still! H-ha, one day left! Just chain 1,1s! Please...!"
Proved the age-old gambler's prayer with my own body.
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<Lee Ina>
"Where you off to?"
Vacation mode: messy hair, stretched-out tee, baggy pants—Mom's eldest daughter was side-lying on the sofa munching snacks, asking in a bored drawl.
"Butt out. Got an appointment."
"Whaaat? Off to see our boyfriend Inmok?"
Could tell anyone else, but not this legal family type—no way I wanna spill.
Ain't about the relationship; she's got prime teasing ammo.
Ina ignored her, threw on a brown coat and scarf, opened the shoe closet.
"Huh? Who? Who who? Seeing who? Don't smell like meeting a girl."
"Ah! Mind your own damn business!"
Hana emerged wiping snack grease on her pants—made me wonder why Do-jin oppa, with that handsome mug, dates a girl like her.
Well, he's hot, so she's probably just biding time till the army.
Grabbed my loafers; Hana quit scratching her belly and teasing.
"Halt halt, move and I shoot. Loafers? The hell."
"Ah, what's with that tone. Told ya to ignore."
"You? Loafers? Loa~fers? You, who always bitched about laziness and wore Crocs or sneakers? Loa~fers? Oh ho, now I see..."
Her snaky gaze slithered over me—I jammed on the loafers and bolted out the door.
"Hey! It's a date! Meeting a guy! Scarf, perfume, coat, loafers! Look at her all dolled up!"
Ignored and slammed the door shut.
She ignores everything else but sniffs this shit out like a bloodhound!
Hit the up elevator and mashed the close button tatatak! like I was escaping.
Whiiiiiing-!
Outside, cold wind bit but no snow.
Spread the scarf over my nose, hunched my shoulders, and toddled to the subway.
"......."
Finally calming down, a thought hit me.
Wait, I've never dated— is this fine?
What do I even do?
The scarf and coat are winter-girlfriend look, like he said to wear...
School and music academy were comfy zones for Ina—no one cared about same clothes.
I favored cozy over fancy, so academy trips were always amekaji uniform.
"Eh, it'll be fine."
Like sunbae said, it's just a contract—what's the biggie.
If anyone asks, gotta show proof we're dating.
Fixes the cold sweats too. I sweat if I break promises.
Clunk—the train burst aboveground. And right then, #Contract Fulfillment(100%) kicked in.