Chapter 23
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: The Body Crafted by God
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The gym owner, Darae, couldn't adjust to the strangely excited atmosphere.
-The opposition party criticized the ruling party for not being proactive enough in introducing the bill.
-Honestly, what has the ruling party done right? Wasn't it all the president who handled this?
-And that president didn't come from our party?
-If the ruling party had been more aggressive about introducing the special crime law from the start, maybe none of this would have happened.
-What? You're the ones who opposed it...!!
As a gym in a neighborhood where the wealthy lived, it played current affairs news instead of music.
These were people whose jobs demanded interest in the news, not serious bodybuilding.
Most exercised just enough to maintain moderate health.
Some members only watched the news without even working out.
But today was different.
"Member... are you sure about adding another 10kg?"
"Yeah! I told you! You think I can't handle this?!"
"Grrraaah!!"
"Member... this should be enough..."
"One more... I can do one more!!"
Everyone was competing like mad, adding at least 10kg more than usual—if they did one set, now two; if two, then three—fueled by rivalry.
"Huff... huff... Good. One more set here..."
At the center was the new member who had just signed up today, Geum Mari.
Blonde hair, sharp features.
A body with firm muscles honed over years of training.
No matter how hard you worked out, building muscle like that wasn't easy...
If she were a man, everyone here would be pouncing on her in heat.
She was such a perfect 'male cosplay woman' that they all wanted to impress her.
The members were pouring everything into their workouts.
"Huff huff..."
It wasn't incomprehensible.
Even the owner herself couldn't tear her eyes away from the sweat trickling down the newbie's body.
How perfect was that physique?
Sleek muscles without an ounce of excess formed captivating curves that drew the eye,
and
Shaaaa—!!
the scent from evaporating sweat was intense yet intoxicatingly good.
What perfume was she using?
It was so convincingly masculine, like a real man working out...!
It was natural for women to want to show off their strength in this environment.
"I haven't seen you before. If it's okay, could I do PT for you just for today?"
As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold.
One of the PT instructors without assigned members approached Geum Taeyang.
Not a handsome guy, but... how to put it.
'With that level of male cosplay, she's basically a man!'
The PT instructor decided to just think of her as handsome. If she could impersonate a man that perfectly, she might as well be one!!
All that's missing is a dick!
"Hooo... It's fine. I can do it alone."
"Hngh?! Wh-what voice..."
"Add 20kg!!"
"Grrraaah! One more set...!!"
After hearing Geum Taeyang's proper voice amid his rough workout grunts, the other members pushed themselves even harder.
The members were no longer exercising for health.
They had started a battle to show off.
To Geum Taeyang, it felt a bit odd seeing women courting another woman like she was a man they couldn't find.
But it was common in this world.
There were so few men that many women never even saw a real one.
That's why celebrities existed.
'Male cosplay women' dressed as men.
Countless women fell for them and became fans.
Because men were scarce.
Even knowing they were substitutes imitating men.
And even those substitutes were rare.
So it was natural for them to compete now, showing off to Geum Taeyang, who looked like the perfect 'male cosplay woman'.
"Are you with some agency? If you're a trainee, can I be your first fan?"
"No. I don't have an agency yet."
"Hahaha... I see. But your voice is really good. Did you use surgery or magic?"
"Yeah... something like that."
Geum Taeyang didn't bother revealing he was a man.
Declaring it would just invite annoyances, like the IMPU enforcers lurking in the shadows, making a fuss.
Complaining that working out was self-torture or dangerous... It would kill his motivation.
So Geum Taeyang ignored the attention pouring his way and focused solely on his workout.
"Huff huff..."
Perhaps because it had been a week since his last session, Geum Taeyang's focus was at its peak.
He didn't even glance at the woman blankly staring at him from the front, her massive tits bursting from her top as she held dumbbells, or her gray leggings that seemed slightly damp.
"Hooo..."
With a rough exhale, Geum Taeyang set down the heavy barbell he'd been holding.
He'd finished his last routine: bench press.
Nothing felt as refreshing as this.
Pop!
The members' eyes followed as Geum Taeyang, catching his breath, shot up like an erect cock, eager for his next move.
What would he do next?
Something like push-ups where his chest peeked through the loose gym clothes.
Or lat pulldowns showing smooth armpits.
"I like 'em hairy."
Ignoring the weirdo, lat pulldowns exposing smooth armpits?
Or power leg press highlighting that ass?
Anything would do.
Whatever Geum Taeyang did drew every woman's gaze.
Just as everyone fixated on his next exercise,
Geum Taeyang checked the time—quite a while had passed since he started—and dashed everyone's expectations by heading straight to the locker room.
"Ahem. Ah~ I overdid the workout today."
"Y-yeah. Member, let's call it here for today."
The members and PT instructor wrapped up too, pretending it was just time to go anyway, not because of Geum Taeyang.
"Hngh...!!"
"Hurry in!!"
"Don't push!!"
The locker room entrance turned into chaos in seconds.
Huff huff...!
The locker room was less ventilated than the gym, so opening the door unleashed Geum Taeyang's intense sweaty musk in a wave.
The first woman at the door froze, thinking she'd lose control and embarrass herself if she inhaled more.
A woman climaxing just from a 'male cosplay woman's' hormone scent?
How ridiculous.
"Did you rent out the entrance?! Get in already!!"
But the woman up front had no choice but to enter.
The crowd was shoving from behind.
"Hnnngh—!!"
Every step inside screamed danger to her sanity.
Instincts made her lower belly tingle and burn, clouding judgment.
Pfuuut... Pffft—!!
In the end, she had a slight orgasm.
The silver lining? She wasn't alone.
"Hnnngh—!!"
Everyone who caught the scent clenched their thighs, walking funny.
Like they were hiding soaked crotches changing color.
Flap—!!
In the midst of the chaos, Geum Taeyang casually stripped off his gym clothes without a care.
"..."
Silence fell instantly.
Geum Taeyang, in just square trunk panties, flaunted a perfect physique.
His sleek, sculpted muscles writhed like living art.
He looked like a god descended to show the world true beauty.
So masculine that no one could think of him as a man.
Men were either short anchovies or fat pigs bloated with lard.
What man but a 'male cosplay woman' could look like that?
A man from history books.
But history exists for a reason. Men like that from 10,000 years ago were gone.
Seeing such an unreal sight, their brains denied reality, firmly believing Geum Taeyang was a 'male cosplay woman'.
If the IMPU enforcers in the shadows hadn't magicked away the visible dick-bulge under his panties, they would've known he was male.
Geum Taeyang dressed, ignoring the stares.
As the god-crafted body hid under cheap human fabric scraps,
"Ah..."
Someone let out a sigh.
'No showering here.'
Geum Taeyang slipped out of the locker room.
Just working out and changing clothes caused this riot; showering naked would be impossible.
Even he was struggling against the pheromones from the surrounding females.
Seeing him nude in the showers, he might just shove his dick in.
Geum Taeyang went straight to the counter and returned his key and gym clothes.
"Return the gym clothes and key here, right?"
"Y-yes! You don't have to return them."
Among the wealthy clients, many hated changing lockers.
Most kept their keys, but Geum Taeyang had no intention of doing that.
Losing it would cost 80,000 won.
His current funds were just 2 million won in men's welfare living expenses. The gym membership already took 500,000.
And he needed broadcasting gear soon. He had to save.
He wanted a part-time job to earn money, but...
The ID issuance was ridiculously complicated.
Fingerprints, iris, dick, anus, nipples, hair, photos—everything proving he was male. It took a month.
Without an ID, job hunting was tough, so he'd hold off.
"Ah... We're hiring part-timers here. Interested...?"
"...Sorry. Not thinking of working yet."
"I-see."
So Geum Taeyang turned down the gym owner's offer.
He wasn't desperate for cash, and working without ID would cause issues.
A few days later.
"Ah... If only I had a part-timer like that..."
The gym owner sighed.
Other gyms were hiring aspiring celebrities as part-timers.
Were some members disappearing because of that rumor?
"Should've hired her then..."
It was a high-end residential area drawing suckers who kept memberships despite the price.
But that meant high rent they could barely cover.
At this rate, she'd miss rent.
Membership spiked briefly on rumors of Geum Mari and a real man joining, but both vanished like illusions, numbers dropping again.
"What gym is this...! Come to see celebrities? Everyone flocks there on one trainee rumor?"
The owner grumbled tearfully, then plastered on a business smile at the jingle.
"Welcome..."
She froze mid-greeting.
It was her. The 'male cosplay woman' who looked too perfectly male.
"Owner. Is the part-time spot still open?"
"Yes! Yes! I'd make one if not!!"
The owner's lips stretched ear-to-ear at Geum Mari's words.
