Chapter 25
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Bitch Ayaka
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"Miss. Young master. We've arrived."
"Shall we get out, little brother?"
"Yeah, big sis."
Ayaka stepped out of the black sedan and took her brother's hand.
"You sure you can really work out?"
"Yeah. Recent studies say even men can benefit from moderate exercise for their health. And Grandpa and Dad did stuff like this too. I can handle it."
"R-Really...?"
Ayaka held her brother's hand and started walking slowly.
"Huff... huff..."
Just that was enough to leave Takuya, her brother, gasping for breath, and Ayaka felt like her eyes were about to roll back in her head.
For men, exercise was a life-or-death gamble. That was just common sense...
But some scholars—who probably hadn't even held a man's hand before—had published that garbage paper claiming moderate exercise was good for men's health, and now her brother was suffering for it.
She wanted to track those scholars down and rip them apart right then and there, but Ayaka held back.
Thanks to them, she could at least go out and have a little date-like time with her brother.
Ding-a-ling!
As the door opened, Ayaka and her bodyguards froze for a split second.
'A man?!'
A man standing at the desk?
'A male cosplay woman.'
The shock from the unbelievable sight didn't last long.
They pegged the Geum Taeyang at the desk as a "male cosplay woman."
Men had to risk their lives just for light exercise, yet here he was manning the desk, chatting with crowds of women, handling payments, and even managing inventory!?
No way that was possible.
It was far more realistic to think the person in front of them was a "male cosplay woman" prepping to be an entertainer.
"Welcome."
The moment Ayaka registered Geum Taeyang as a "male cosplay woman," a wave of disgust washed over her.
She came from prestige among prestige.
No family in the world could match hers.
She had a grandfather, a father—and even a little brother...!!
Considering most women were born from sperm bank donations, Ayaka's bloodline was perfection itself.
Maybe that's why.
To Ayaka, those fake "men" dancing and singing for women's money looked like trashy lowlifes.
Women who fawned over their own kind for cash, then secretly pined for real men behind their backs.
In that sense, Gold Mary was the perfect specimen of a garbage woman to Ayaka.
She'd built a muscular body like something out of a history book, and that massive chest—probably surgically enhanced—had all fat stripped away.
And was it magic or surgery? Even her voice...!!
How manly was she!!
Kyung♡
Without thinking, Ayaka's womb fluttered open, craving pregnancy.
'Fuck... What kind of "male cosplay woman"...!!'
But no matter how perfectly she mimicked the man of women's dreams, she was still just a woman.
A being lesser than the little brother standing next to her.
And yet she had the gall to act so shamelessly.
The fact that her womb had briefly mistaken this brazen bitch for a real man—despite her brother being right there—pissed her off to no end.
"Ha? Hey, what the hell are you? A woman dressed all manly like that? Aspiring idol or something? No wonder broke bitches like you stay broke."
Ayaka unleashed a barrage of sharp words at Geum Taeyang.
She made it extra vicious, like she wouldn't spare this "male cosplay woman" a single glance.
"Sorry."
"Tch... Not a fan."
"Big sis, cut it out. Let's just head in."
"Okay. Sorry, little brother."
Unlike her razor-sharp tone with Geum Taeyang, Ayaka was endlessly tender with her brother.
"One men's changing room key."
"Yes. Could you tell me your name first, miss? I'm new here today, so..."
"Ha... Annoying."
"Big sis, hurry."
"Ugh, fine. Ayaka."
"And your brother's name?"
"What? Asking a man's name? You eyeing my brother or something?"
Ayaka yelled in disbelief.
How dare she ask a man's name without permission...!!
Geum Taeyang rubbed his forehead. These bitches were on another level.
How was a newbie part-timer supposed to remember every single customer's name on day one?
She'd only asked to check if he was registered, but this woman kept screaming.
His patience was wearing thin.
Shove his dick right in that arrogant mouth...
"Big sis, stop bothering her. I'm Takuya."
...but he decided to let it slide for the brother's sake.
In this world, where men were bound to have privileges, this one was so polite.
The sister had clearly gotten the worst home training possible, but the brother seemed properly raised.
"Little brother! You can't just give your name to random women like that—they'll get the wrong idea!!"
"Thank you for telling me."
Geum Taeyang quickly checked the registry and handed over the men's changing room key.
"Big sis, enough! Th-That... um, would it be okay if I called you bro? I know you're a woman, but... I just feel like it."
"Little brother!!! You can't do that...!!"
"Exactly, young master. Do you have any idea how man-obsessed these 'male cosplay women' are? Half are misogynist lesbians who do it out of hate for men, but the other half are so crazy for men they become 'male cosplay women' just to pretend they're living with one!!"
Ayaka and the bodyguards lost it at the words from the man called Takuya.
Geum Taeyang—no, Gold Mary on the job—nodded.
"Do whatever."
Gold Mary wasn't some "male cosplay woman" anyway. He was a real man.
He was just hiding it for circumstances while part-timing.
Takuya calling him "bro" was only natural.
"This bitch is getting bold? Hey, don't get the wrong idea. Our brother's just nice..."
"Big sis! Enough already! I'm gonna work out now!"
"O-Okay..."
Ayaka, about to snap at Geum Taeyang again, bowed her head at Takuya's shout and headed to the men's changing room.
"Whew..."
Geum Taeyang sighed as the storm passed.
In his old world, just having a dick got him this crap all the time... Now it was happening because he didn't have one.
Earning your own keep anywhere was tough.
"Raaagh—!! Add 100kg!!"
"Ha... Fucking underwear's riding up today."
"Gonna surpass my limits today...!!"
With Takuya out of sight, a strange tension filled the gym.
The members were even more fired up than when they'd seen the "male cosplay woman" Gold Mary.
In the end, could a "male cosplay woman" ever replace a real man?
With a real one around, the women ramped up their courtship displays—or so it seemed—like they were hitting the weights twice as hard.
"I can't believe it."
"Tell me about it."
"Telling a woman it's okay for a man to call her 'bro'...! And casually asking his name like that."
"Big sis, enough! Why keep picking on someone who didn't do anything?"
"Ha, but she was asking your name like she was hitting on you..."
"Doesn't feel like that kind of bro to me."
"Y-You... calling a woman 'bro'...!!"
Ayaka felt like she was going insane over her brother's behavior.
Takuya had always been different from other men since he was little.
While other men took women's favors for granted, Takuya always said thank you.
Admirable, but men shouldn't act like that.
It inevitably led to misunderstandings with women.
In a world where men withdrawing donated money on TV led women to boldly claim them as their husbands...
Those misunderstandings sometimes turned horrific.
Claiming a man as her husband without permission... How horrifying!
With the world this scary, did Takuya not realize?
Ayaka worried purely as his big sister.
Being so nice to a fake like that "male cosplay woman"...!
"Agh... Big sis, please! I'm an adult now. I told you to stop!"
"Ugh... O-Okay. S-Sorry."
The slightly ambitious man Takuya exploded at the overprotection.
But in this world, women didn't fear men's anger.
They backed off for a moment, but that was it. They never thought a man could beat them.
They just yielded to spare his feelings.
It wasn't real fear of his rage.
"St-Still, maybe keep some distance?"
"Sigh... Fine, big sis."
In the end, the absolute power gap meant men couldn't push back hard against women.
Without all the laws and women's mutual policing, they'd just become living sex toys.
Men didn't cross that line either.
Of course, Geum Taeyang was different.
The enforcers hadn't bugged him whenever he went out since that one gym visit.
He had a strength beyond other men.
As Ayaka and Takuya emerged from changing, the members swarming the desk vanished like magic.
Women who'd bought pricey elixirs just to chat with Geum Taeyang now ignored the place entirely for a whiff of a real man's sweat.
Geum Taeyang got to enjoy a super chill shift because of it.
-In the end, police announced no charges could be found against Ninav, matriarch of the underworld.
He could just zone out to the news playing in the background.
'Is that even exercise?'
The part-time gig was so cushy he got bored and watched Takuya work out.
"You're doing great!!"
"Hah... hah..."
Ayaka and the bodyguards clapped and cheered like sycophants for the heavily panting Takuya.
He was just repeating reps with a measly 500g dumbbell.
Gasping like that over something so light...
Twitch...
Not his instincts, but the gym rat's instincts stirred.
He wanted to cram his knowledge into this clueless guy and turn him into a fellow gym freak...!!
But he held back.
He was just a part-timer, not a PT coach.
Couldn't overstep.
"Little brother... Isn't that enough now?"
"No, just a bit more..."
Still, watching his effort was kinda admirable.
Geum Taeyang had thought this world's men were all trash, but apparently some had their heads screwed on straight.
"Mary, it's quitting time. Head out. Here's your pay for today! Added a little extra since you handled the men's escort so well while I was away."
"Thank you."
Geum Taeyang pocketed the money from the gym owner, Darae, and clocked out.
"300,000 won..."
He grinned at the cash in his hand after just five hours.
Unbelievably sweet gig.
"One week of this and I'm set."
"One week? Where?"
"B-Big sis?"
Geum Taeyang muttered to himself as he opened the front door—and came face-to-face with a scowling Park Hana.