Sori's Debt Cleared

Kim Seonwoo opened his eyes the next morning. Beside him, Yoo Sori was sleeping soundly, breathing softly.

Her peaceful sleeping face looked like that of an angel. The F-cup breasts that rose and fell gently with each breath were a sensual work of art in themselves. He slyly placed his hand on the soft flesh and kneaded it. A smile naturally formed at the heavy, elastic sensation filling his palm.

What should I do now.

He currently had about 1 billion won left. He could pay off Sori's 800 million won debt right away, but as she had said, the situation wasn't dangerous yet. It was wiser to use this 1 billion as seed money to build even greater wealth rather than rashly tying her down with money.

Goal: 5 billion won.

He mapped out a plan in his head. Once he made 5 billion, he'd use 800 million to clear Sori's debt, then invest the rest in the Status Window or buy a new ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠house.

The moldy studio apartment he lived in now was fine for one person, but it was too cramped and poorly soundproofed for bringing Sori and other women over in the future.

While giving Sori his arm as a pillow and continuing to fondle her breast, he picked up his smartphone with his other hand and searched for housing prices in Seoul. The numbers on the screen made his worldview crumble for a moment. A decent apartment in Gangnam started at a minimum of 3 billion won, and even villas easily exceeded 1 billion.

Fuck, even 5 billion might not be enough.

He revised his goal. First, aim for 3 billion as quickly as possible to settle Sori's debt, with the final target set at 10 billion won.

At that moment, with a small "Hngh...!" as she stretched, she woke up. Meeting Seonwoo's eyes, she smiled cutely.

"Oppa, did you sleep well? Hehe."

"Good morning."

Seonwoo kissed her forehead in greeting. But his hand was still kneading her breast.

"Oppa, why are your hands so busy first thing in the morning?"

"Because your tits are too pretty."

"Tch, pervert."

Seeing his morning wood standing healthily erect, Sori grinned slyly with a "Heehee," then slithered under the covers.

Sori brushed back her hair and, with a "Ha-ah," took his glans into her mouth.

"Mmm... Slurp..."

The warm, soft sensation enveloped his cock. Seonwoo ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠set down his phone and focused on her blowjob. Soon, he poured hot semen into her mouth. Sori happily swallowed it all and said playfully,

"Thanks for the meal~"

Seonwoo chuckled and asked,

"Wanna wash up?"

"Yeees~"

Sori replied in a drawn-out, cat-like purr.

After showering together, they ate breakfast at a nearby Korean restaurant. Sori, who ordered kimchi stew, polished off one bowl of rice in no time and ordered another.

"You eat well."

When Seonwoo commented in amazement, Sori replied with rice stuck to her mouth,

"Of course! Eating well is what makes a day full of energy!"

She grinned mischievously. Seonwoo couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After parting with her and returning home, Seonwoo recalled his goal once more.

10 billion won. An astronomical amount, but not impossible with the 10-Min Preview.

Should I go a bit riskier.

Major coin day trading took too much time. Trusting the foresight of the 10-Min Preview, he decided on riskier investments. Coin futures exchanges—gambling dens where leverage allowed trades dozens of times the principal, high risk high return.

After studying futures trading basics for about an hour, he immediately activated the 10-Min Preview.

That's when the anomaly appeared.

A future where coin prices plummeted wildly appeared. Seonwoo's heart raced. This was an opportunity.

Without hesitation, he converted all 1 billion won worth of coins in his spot wallet to Bitcoin. Then, moving to the futures exchange, he set leverage to the site's max of 50x. A short position betting on the fall.

The 50 billion won figure on the monitor felt unreal. Even knowing the future, sweat slicked his palms.

Previous coin trades only lost a bit of principal on failure. But this was different. If the internet cut out, the exchange server crashed, or any single variable deviated from the preview, his 1 billion could evaporate in seconds.

1 minute, 3 minutes, 5 minutes... As time passed, the chart mirrored the future exactly, plunging in a red waterfall. He felt like a god watching predestined history unfold. Finally, at the 10-minute mark, he swiftly closed all positions.

With trembling hands, he checked his coin wallet.

"........."

9.86 billion. Seonwoo was too shocked to make a sound. He stared blankly at the screen for over 30 minutes before snapping back. He'd approached his weeks-long goal of 10 billion in just 10 minutes. He immediately opened the Status Window.

Even excluding Sori's 800 million debt, over 9 billion remained. Without hesitation, he manipulated the window.

The fatigue from last night's lovemaking vanished instantly, vitality surging through his body. Nodding in satisfaction, he turned to the skill tab.

1 billion... Shall I? With this much, so many options... Burn it on one skill?

He hesitated briefly. But soon changed his mind.

No, this isn't spending. It's an investment. The surest one for my future.

He finally pressed the skill draw button.

He squeezed his eyes shut, then slowly opened them. A new message appeared in the Status Window.

Reading the skill info in bewilderment, it said, Gaze at a target for 3 seconds or more to view their information. He went to the window and stared at a passing woman for 3 seconds. An info window popped up above her head.

"Jackpot..."

It was like gaining new eyes to see the world. Every woman was now laid bare before him. He turned to another.

She glanced at Seonwoo. Affection seemed to update in real-time. Finally, he looked at a college-girl-looking woman.

An incredible ability. With this alone, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠conquering women would be far easier.

Seonwoo spent the whole day by the window studying the Harem Scan infos.

The next day, he messaged Sori to meet at a cafe.

Sitting across from her, he immediately scanned her stats.

Insane...

Seonwoo was stunned inwardly. From grade to latent talents, she outclassed the dozens of women he'd scanned. Especially Loyalty (S+) strongly stirred his possessiveness.

Sori tilted her head at his odd expression, but Seonwoo soon smiled and said,

"Sori, your debt. I can pay it off today."

She widened her eyes in joy at his words. They headed straight to the lawyer's office where she'd consulted before.

"Hello, lawyer."

"Ah, Yoo Sori. Long time no see. And next to you... your boyfriend?"

"Yes, hello. I'm Kim Seonwoo. Here about Sori's debt."

"Pardon? The debt... any changes to the repayment plan?"

"No, we're paying it all off today."

The lawyer adjusted his glasses and asked again at Seonwoo's words.

"All of it...? Over 800 million won... Excuse me, but the source of funds...?"

"Made it from coin investments. You don't need to know more. You have all the creditors' contacts, right? Call them now for account numbers. I'll pay your ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fees generously."

At Seonwoo's firm attitude, the lawyer stopped asking and swiftly handled the proceedings.

By the time everything was done, dusk had fallen. Sitting side by side on a park bench, Sori stared blankly at the sky. A storm of emotions raged inside her.

Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes. Without a word, she buried herself in Seonwoo's arms and sobbed aloud.

"Thank you... Hic... Really... thank you, oppa..."

"You worked hard, Sori. For now, don't think about anything—just rest at home."

Seonwoo silently patted her back to comfort her.

After crying for a long time, she wanted to stay with him, but Seonwoo took her home. Rest well today, see you tomorrow, he said.

Back home, Seonwoo sat at the computer again to grow his remaining funds. The capital for building his empire was still insufficient.