The Second Apostle
“Sex.”
I said it the moment she picked up the phone.
Ye-ji's face twisted into a demon's grimace. She seemed to instinctively realize that the person calling her was the same bastard spamming her with system messages.
She swallowed her rage and spat,
“Fuck, who the hell are you?”
“Heh heh, curious?”
“You some creep from our school? You fucking asshole?”
“Nah.”
“Then who the fuck are you? Why the hell are you messing with me?”
“Puhaha, keep it down. You look kinda pathetic yelling like that….”
['The One Whose Dick is About to Get Hard' shows interest in you.]
“Become my apostle.”
“What the fuck are you on about, you retard? I'm reporting your ass to the cops, so get ready to get fucked. You know awakening crimes start with a minimum of ten years, right? I'll make sure you rot in prison. Fuck off.”
Click.
Bu Ye-ji hung up. Then she started dialing 112 again.
She must've figured out my number too and thought they'd nab me if she reported it.
Thwack.Crack.
“…”
Of course, I wasn't about to just sit there and watch.
I smashed her phone again. This time it landed face-down. Lucky for her.
['The One Whose Dick is About to Get Hard' laughs at you.]
I called Ye-ji again. She took a deep breath to calm her shit and picked up.
“Hey, you fucking dog.”
“Whoa, chill first. Aren't you curious who I am?”
“Yeah, not at all.”
“Hang up again and I'll smash your phone for real.”
“…”
She was about to spout more shit and hang up, so I threatened her right away. She bit her lip and kept the phone to her ear.
“Heh heh heh. Coming around now?”
“What the fuck are you?”
“You said you weren't curious.”
“…You fucking bitch.”
“Curious now?”
“Yeah, so spit it out already.”
“I'm a constellation.”
“Constellation…? You?”
Bu Ye-ji made a face like it was the dumbest shit she'd ever heard. No belief in her eyes at all.
“So why the fuck are you screwing with me, you asshole?”
“Told you already. To make you my apostle.”
“Apostle?”
“Heh heh heh, yeah. Bu Ye-ji, I'm saying I'll give you power.”
“Power?”
Damn, she was dense. Her looks matched her brainpower perfectly. Total fucking airhead.
“I'll awaken you.”
“Bullshit.”
Man, no faith in this girl. Types like her wouldn't believe jack shit without seeing it.
Instead of yapping all day, I decided to just show her the contract.
[Sending Apostle Contract to 'Bu Ye-ji'.]
“What the hell is this?”
“Apostle contract. Agree to it, and I'll make you an awakener.”
“…No way, for real?”
She was flustered by the nonstop system messages. I could feel a tiny seed of belief sprouting in her toward me.
Should've done this from the start. Even a delinquent punk like her had that vague longing for awakening. Hell, maybe especially because she was a delinquent.
Let's be real—after graduation, her options were selling pussy in an office tel or a love hotel. One or the other.
She was decent-looking enough for idol shit, but her rap sheet was too stacked. And her empty head made normal jobs a no-go.
Even if she scraped into college on her looks for pussy-peddling longevity, Myeongcheon University was her ceiling. So awakening must've looked like sweet fruit to her.
Gulp.
Ye-ji swallowed hard. The girl who'd been cursing up a storm suddenly went quiet. She rolled her eyes a bit, then cautiously continued.
“This is… real…?”
“You live getting scammed or what?”
“Uh.”
Shut her right up. Guess she wasn't a total single-cell.
But now doubts were creeping in. Dumb as a rock, but suspicious as hell—tough to convince.
With Eun-byeol, her common sense made her easy to bait.
“You think I'm some weirdo. I can even mess with system messages. Awakening one human? Piece of cake.”
“You are a weirdo.”
Shut her up again.
“So, you awakening or not?”
“Fine, whatever…. If you're really a god, awaken me then. I'll believe you.”
“Heh heh, cute.”
She said it like “prove it,” but her eyes had that glint of expectation. A little “what if.”
Kekeke, she's jumping into the pit herself.
Bu Ye-ji, strutting all cocky without knowing her future. I imagined toying with the cute bitch and got hard.
Thoughts of pounding that arrogant high school pussy endlessly—my dick wouldn't go down.
I wanted to contract her ASAP and turn her into a fuck-processing slave and SP farm apostle.
“Heh heh, then hang out at a noraebang or something for a bit. Need to prep.”
“Just came back from one.”
“Café then.”
“Fine. If you're lying, I'll kill you.”
“Whatever.”
She hadn't tasted society's bitterness yet—didn't even read the contract properly.
Someone with common sense like Eun-byeol would've clocked that a bad apostle contract could fuck you over. But Ye-ji? Blissfully ignorant of the risky clauses.
As a life senior, I had a duty to warn her about stamping wrong and ruining her life.
But first, to make her an apostle, I needed to sponsor something.
What to give? Any junk from inventory would do, but I wasn't just planning to fuck her senseless—I wanted her earning SP and cash too. Better give her something decent.
Time to hit the gacha?
About 18,000 SP left. I'd do 10 skill pulls. Bound to get something usable out of ten.
“Let's go, let's go~.”
Skill gacha on.
◈ Improves eyesight.
◈ Skin gains the toughness of wood.
…
Today's pulls were trash F-grades as usual. But weirdly, there was an E-grade mixed in.
◈ Generates electricity.
“Oh, what's this?”
E-grade. And it looked like a solid one among E-grades.
From pulling a few times, I'd learned same-rank skills weren't equal. Even among F-grades, the Slash (F) I gave Eun-byeol and Thrash (F) were worlds apart.
Rank mattered, but the skill's base was key too. Needed more info, but…
Test it out?
I decided to try Static Electricity before giving it to Ye-ji. Just to get a feel.
It was a skill, so probably not literal static, right?
Crackle…BOOM!
“Whoa.”
Blue lightning burst from my hand. My vision went white for a sec.
When it cleared, everything in my room was charred to ash.
Can't test it properly.
With my Absolute Power, tests didn't work right.
Too lazy to go outside just to try a skill, so I decided to give it to Ye-ji anyway. Seemed decent.
I snapped my fingers, resetting the room. Then Diorama'd to Ye-ji.
She was sitting in an alley, smoking in her uniform. Badass as fuck.
[Sponsoring 'Static Electricity (E)' to 'Bu Ye-ji'.]
“Huh? What the…?”
I sponsored the skill onto her. Her eyes went wide—must've gotten the system message.
“…If you're fucking with me, I'll kill you for real.”
She hesitated a moment. Then spat a curse and accepted my sponsorship.
A white light flashed briefly over her body.
Bu Ye-ji became my apostle.
['Bu Ye-ji' registered as apostle. Apostle Management window now available.]
“Heh heh heh, this'll be fun.”
Should I go fuck her right now? Nah, held off. I'd just jerked off.
Only had one virginity to give—and a high schooler's at that. Needed to savor it.
Tomorrow evening. Kidnap her the second school ends and pop it.
Virgin hunt postponed to tomorrow. I opened Apostle Management to check Bu Ye-ji's status window. Compare to Eun-byeol's.
What the fuck. Why are her stats like that?
Something was off. Her stats were all showing 3. Normal human limit was 1—why 3?
High school girl bonus? As I wondered, the system explained.
[Apostle's minimum stats are proportional to Potential.]
Oh, that's how it worked? Didn't notice with Eun-byeol's potential around 1, but on awakening as apostle, minimum stats match potential.
But why's her potential so high? Triple Eun-byeol's.
Skill slots were stacked too. No awakening aptitude though—“Aptitude: None.”
Eun-byeol eked out one win there.
“No way… I really awakened…?”
Crackle.
Skill imprint done, Bu Ye-ji clenched her fist in a daze. Blue electricity sparked from her hand.
She played with it, amazed. Mastered it quick, barely learned.
“Hey! No, Constellation-nim! Thanks! I'll use it for good!”
['The One Whose Dick is About to Get Hard' says got it.]
She bowed to the sky, then bolted off somewhere. Grinning like crazy—thrilled to be awakened.
Still a kid. Cute.
Didn't matter where she went; could track via Diorama anyway.
I shut off Diorama, grabbed my phone. Searched Pupil.la for “female: schoolgirl uniform, female: gyaru” and did some image training for tomorrow.