Fishing (1)
A few days later, Seonwoo sank into the comfortable leather chair in his study, checking his crypto futures account. The number on the monitor brought a lazy smile to his lips. 20 billion won. It was hard to believe compared to just a few months ago, when he'd been chugging cheap soju in his stinking studio apartment.
'300 billion for acquiring Sexnet... just 100 billion more to go. Now money's making money on its own. Won't take long.'
He closed his eyes for a moment, lost in thought. The thrill of collecting women, training them, breaking them down—it was electric.
'...I've made this much, so maybe it's time to invest in myself?'
Until now, he'd focused solely on external elements like women. But now, a desire burned to evolve his own body, abilities, and very essence to the next level.
Without hesitation, he opened his status window.
Skills:
10-Min Blackbox
Harem Scan
Customization...
He decided to raise everything except stamina to the human limit of 20. Strength +10 points: 100 million won. Intelligence +10: 100 million. Appearance +10: 100 million. Total: 300 million won. Pocket change compared to his 20 billion assets.
He invested the points without a second thought.
"Kugh... Ack...!"
Just like before, excruciating pain hit him—like every cell in his body was disintegrating and reassembling. Bones stretching, muscles tearing and reforming. When the agony vanished as if it were a lie, he staggered to the full-length mirror in the study.
A stranger stared back. Beyond his former handsome looks, a perfect, unreal beauty sculpted by gods over sleepless nights. Sharp yet soft eyes, a straight nose, shadowed jawline. And a physique of ideal proportions, visible even through his clothes.
He felt perfect satisfaction with his reflection.
'Appearance stat upgrades based on customization baseline, huh. If it was my pre-customization face, even at 20 it wouldn't look this good.'
After the upgrade, Seonwoo checked his skill window.
You can unlock a new skill slot.
The second skill cost 2 billion won.
'2 billion... A few days ago, my hand would've shaken. Not anymore. This is the best investment.'
He hit the purchase button without hesitation.
2,000,000,000 won deducted.
Seedless Watermelon (ON/OFF)
Allows you to remove or restore pregnancy capability in your sperm at will.
Seonwoo stared blankly at the description, then burst into laughter he'd been holding back. A chuckle turned into uncontrollable guffaws.
"...Jackpot! Fuck, this is a real jackpot! Exactly what I needed most!"
The biggest anxiety in running his harem—the risk of pregnancy—was gone. No condoms needed. No worries, no matter who or how many times.
Overflowing with emotion, he left the study. Yoo Sori, cleaning the living room, stopped and widened her eyes at him.
"Oppa... You were already hot, but why do you look even hotter today? Like you're glowing!"
'Past changes apply, but not perfectly? Closer people notice subtle shifts... Interesting.'
Seonwoo enjoyed her innocent reaction and kissed her forehead.
To test his new body, he signed up at an upscale Gangnam fitness club. Changing into tight workout clothes in the locker room, he recalled his army days—his senior trainer struggling with 5kg dumbbells.
He approached the dumbbell rack and lifted a 20kg one with one hand. His form was sloppy from lack of experience, but his overwhelming strength made it look easy. Eyes turned to him.
Then, a young, beautiful female trainer in a crop hoodie and leggings that hugged her figure approached.
"Hello, member. New to working out? A little form correction, and it'll be way more stable."
She gently adjusted his shoulders and back. Following her lead, he lifted again—much smoother.
"Whoa, still light? 20kg is tough even for builders..."
Do Dayul asked in surprise, seeing him handle it effortlessly.
"With perfect form, you could go way heavier. Insane potential."
Seonwoo quietly used Harem Scan on her, who showed blatant interest.
Target: Do Dayul
Grade: A+ (Devoted Supporter)
Status: Aroused / Attracted
Hidden Desires: #StrongMen #Submission #Service
Latent Talents: #Fitness(B) #HealthMgmt(A) #Service(S+) #Sunflower(S)
Affection: 30 (Strong Interest)
'A+ grade... Service S+? Submission... Basically perfect maid material? But what's Sunflower?'
Seonwoo looked down at Do Dayul, who clung close explaining exercises, a predatory smile forming.
"Really? Gonna get even better?"
"Totally~ Member, really new to this? Your body's too good for a beginner."
Do Dayul admired, subtly stroking his arm.
"Uh... Did a bit in the army with my senior. Body's been like this since young."
"Wow, natural talent! Shame you didn't start sooner. But you'll ramp up fast."
As she blatantly sex-appealed during talk, Seonwoo pondered.
'How to hook her...'
He used 10-Min Blackbox, but the preview showed her just training others diligently.
'Hmm, gotta take it slow then...'
After workout, he parted with Do Dayul. Heading to lockers, regret hit—he used Blackbox on her once more.
Before his eyes unfolded a video-like scene: Do Dayul in the break room, KakaoTalking on her phone. Her profile pic showed her with someone strikingly similar but slightly thicker lines.
Seonwoo couldn't hide his shock.
'The profile pic person... her little brother? Do Jihun?'
He felt momentary confusion.
'Nah, could have a little sister too.'
But a darker, more twisted fantasy bloomed in his mind.
'If it's really a brother... Could snag Yuna's new toy too, beyond a slave...?'
A more sinister, cruel smile curved his lips than before. He didn't stop at thought—action followed.
After showering and changing into casuals, he waited at a cafe near the gym for Do Dayul's shift end.
Hours later, she emerged in street clothes. He pulled his cap low, tailing her at a discreet distance.
She bused to a dense villa neighborhood on Seoul's outskirts. He followed by taxi.
A worn but cozy area. As she headed familiarly to a villa entrance—
"Noona!"
A neutral, youthful voice called from the alley. Someone popped out. Seonwoo ducked behind a parked car.
"Jihun-ah! Why're you out~?"
Do Dayul beamed warmly at her sibling.
"Timed it for your shift—got chicken packed. Told boss it's payday treat with you, he said I worked hard and gave it free. Cool guy, right?"
Do Jihun proudly shook the chicken bag.
"Whoa, boss is awesome~ Smells great! Let's go in!"
Do Dayul slung an arm around her brother's shoulder, entering affectionately.
Seonwoo watched breath held, noting the clear shop logo on the bag. Satisfied, he turned and called Park Yuna.
"Hey, Yuna. Whatcha up to?"
"Just chilling post-work? Oh, right. Next week, piercing Chae-a~"
"Yeah? Make her pretty. I'm looking forward too."
"Duh~ Can't ugly up Chae-a's hot bod~ But why call?"
Seonwoo's voice turned languid.
"Found your toy."
"...For real!?"
Her choked excitement crackled through the phone.
"Yeah. But might need your help working it."
Seonwoo grinned viciously, imagining the Do siblings' future.