Gender Ratio Totally Fucked World (3): Oh My, Fuck, What's This?
I woke up from sleep and bolted upright right there on the spot. My junior… is my junior safe? Thankfully, there were no traces of anyone groping down there. Worried that someone might've touched other parts of my body while I was out, I checked myself over, but luckily, no signs anywhere. Did she try starting with my junior and I woke up just in time? Good thing I'm sensitive to sounds as always.
"Hey, handsome, you're awake? Aw… too bad, but that's okay. Wanna have some fun with sis? Or are you hungry? Sis'll get you some food. Or booze! I got soju—wanna have a drink with me?"
"You crazy bitch, get the fuck out!!!!!"
The second that auntie finished talking, I bolted without even looking back. Fuck! I almost lost my virginity to this Gragas Auntie, the TS version straight out of League. Better to lose my spot than my breath trying to hold onto it.
I thought I'd gotten away clean, but…
"I-It's fine! Handsome!!! Sis'll buy you something yummy! Sis has money! So come on, just hold hands and sleep with sis!"
"You fucking slut! I said get lost!!!"
No matter how hard I ran, this Gragas bitch was chasing me down like her boots cost a fortune—her speed was no joke.
"KyaAAAAAHHHH-----!!!! Help!! Somebody, no, save this guy-----!!!!!"
I screamed like a little girl while running. Instead of yelling "save me," in this gender-ratio-shattered world, shouting "save this man" might get help faster since I'm a dude. I wanted to call 112, but I hated myself for not having a smartphone.
Screaming my lungs out as I kept running…
"Fuck my mom, no!"
A dead-end wall. No side paths—she'd already spread her arms wide, blocking every escape.
"Hehe…♥ Give up, handsome. Sis'll take real good care of you. Sis has some sneaky good techniques, you know♥"
"Uwaaaah fuck off…--!!!"
As the auntie closed in slow, only one prayer filled my head.
Almighty Akirt, protect me with your eternal light. Almighty Akirt, protect me with your eternal light. Almighty Akirt, protect me with your eternal light.
"Give up, handsome♥"
"U… UWAAAAAHHH---!!"
Weeeeeng----
Right when I thought it was all over, the sound of lights and sirens—my one hope—blared out.
"Hey, there! What's going on?!"
Was she on patrol? A Female Police Officer stepped out of the squad car, and tears streamed down my face as I spoke.
"S-Save me! This auntie's trying to eat me up!"
"A m-man?! You there, hands up! Move and I'll shoot!"
"Code zero! Code zero! Requesting backup!"
She assessed the situation, radioed for support, then rushed toward me, gun drawn, shielding me… I lived. I really fucking lived. If things had gone wrong, I'd have been done in by that Gragas TS auntie. Knowing that, my hands and feet were still shaking from pure terror.
"Sir? Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah… y-yeah… I was so fucking scared…."
I cried harder than when I lost everything in stocks and crypto—snot and tears pouring out in a pathetic mess. I'd never clung to a cop sobbing like this before, and she gently patted my back to comfort me.
I lived.
**
What followed was total chaos, the kind you call a shitshow. Dozens of squad cars swarmed in, and the auntie who'd tried to sexually assault me got hauled off. No shots fired, thankfully… though I think I heard "shoot if she resists."
I was pretty shaken at first, but after some time, I calmed down enough to end up at the nearby Local Police Station.
"You must've been terrified. Here, have some warm cocoa. Bring a blanket, and crank the heater higher."
Inside the station, they fussed over me to calm me down—warming me up and everything. From people yelling "How could you let a precious man get assaulted like this? Do your jobs!" to a woman sitting by me, counseling nonstop…
Honestly, I wasn't scared anymore. Even in my old world, stuff like this wasn't that common, but it happened. Never an auntie charging at me like that, but I almost got stabbed in a street brawl once. That was scary too—this was the same level. The fear lingered in my mind, but it'd mostly faded.
"Um… if you're okay with it, could you tell us your name, age, and address? We need it for the report."
"Ah… sure. Oh Seong-hoon, 25. No place to live."
"Pardon?"
The officer dropped her notepad. She stared at me like I'd said something impossible, leaving me clueless on what to say.
"I didn't hear that wrong, did I? You're saying you're… homeless?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
How the hell should I know? I blew it all on crypto and ended up on the streets. If I'd known, I wouldn't have been homeless in the first place… I wanted to snap that out, but now wasn't the time—or the mood.
"Sigh… what do we do? Shelter… no way there's a men's shelter in this world."
She rubbed her forehead, looking troubled. In a world short on men, a precious one being homeless? Unheard of.
"Anyway… can I head out now?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah… if there's no big issues, you can go home, but… are you sure you're okay?"
I nodded at her words. Part of me wanted to ask if I could crash here for a night, but staying longer felt like a burden… like I was in the way. I just wanted out.
**
I stepped out of the station and headed to a nearby Spa/Sauna. Luckily, I'd grabbed my tin can with all my worldly possessions while fleeing. Normally, I'd yell "Why waste money on a bath when that buys a bowl of gukbap?!" But I had some cash now, and after that shitshow, I decided to splurge on a warm sleep indoors.
"Welcome… Huh? Handsome? A guy?"
"Yeah? So?"
"No, I mean… what brings you here at this hour?"
At the bath counter paying, the auntie eyed me curiously.
"It's dawn, so I'll dip in quick. Alone, yeah? Also using the sauna, so clothes too, please."
"Ah. Got it."
With her concerned tone, I got my sauna clothes and headed to the changing room. This world overprotects men like crazy. Rare or not, is it this much?
I wanted a quick wash and rest, so I stripped fast and hopped into the bath.
"Empty 'cause it's so early?"
No one at the merch counter or in the changing room baths. Late hour, yeah. I shed my clothes quick and slid into the tub. Glancing in the mirror, my bushy beard stared back.
"Fuck, I look like a mountain bandit."
Should I buy a razor to shave? But the counter was empty now, and it felt wasteful anyway. Do I even need to? I let it slide, finished washing quick, changed into sauna clothes, and crashed in a sleeping room.
**
Slept maybe three hours? Around 5 a.m. when folks started stirring. I headed out. Even in a sauna, outside meant risk of another incident. Barely slept, but whatever—I was out.
I felt it clear now… I needed a safe place to live. A beggar who'd lost even his spot, back to square one. Never needed a place before. At first, losing my home crushed me, but after two years homeless, it was routine. Planned to save up someday for a tiny studio.
But now? I needed a roof now. The gender ratio hadn't hit me hard at first, but after today? Yeah, essential.
I checked real estate flyers nearby.
[Studio Apt - 500k deposit / 350k monthly]
Most rents around 300k monthly. Add utilities, management fees—with begging as income? Pipe dream.
Hunting early morning flyers led me to Noryangjin, what I called "studio dreams." Sun high, feeling hopeless—back to Seoul Station if nothing here?
[Monthly Rent 150k]
A flyer on a utility pole caught my eye. What kinda room's this cheap?
"Ah… Goshiwon."
Cheap rent 'cause it's a Goshiwon. But beggars can't be choosers. I decided to check it out.
At least, I prayed it'd be livable.