Chapter 11
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 11: 14.5 Billion Won Cheongdam-dong Detached House (1)
Ah, I should have gone to America.
Why didn't I get a passport issued beforehand?
Maybe deep down in my heart, I was giving up on Yoon-seo too.
Because my life was always about having to give up something.
"Let's live together."
-...Huh?
Now I won't give up on anything.
Money, clothes, whatever, I'll hog it all myself.
The life of Alpha Male Seo Do-hyun starts from now.
"I asked to live together before. It's an extension of that."
-Are you okay with that?
"With what."
-You have lots of money, but living with a woman who throws tantrums with brain-dead jokes like me is...
"I have no woman to meet but you."
Even saying Alpha Male and all that, will a day come in my life when I meet a woman as pretty and kind-hearted as Yoon-seo?
I don't think so.
'If not her, I can never get married in my life.'
Yoon-seo is silent for a moment, then speaks in a timid tone.
-Even so, is it okay for me with 500 million debt to live off asset 100 billion alpha male Do-hyun-ssi's house...
"Debt? What debt."
-The hospital fees and medicine costs you paid and this and that...
"Why are you thinking of paying that back. Use it as pocket money."
-Really?
"And I'll deposit some money for you to use in America. Is about 1 billion enough?"
But is it possible to transfer 1 billion at once?
Don't know, I haven't had much money before.
-Are you crazy?
Anyway, you like it so that's enough.
Yoon-seo jumping up and down in joy becoming the mistress of a Cheongdam-dong tycoon household.
We chatted about trivial things after that.
It was a fun time, but unfortunately, I had to hang up due to the doctor's call soon after.
"I'll call again."
-I'll be waiting.
Anyway, I'm glad she's safe.
It's as if 99% of my worries have disappeared now.
"That took ten years off my life."
After finishing the call, I stretched out streeetch.
"What do I do now..."
Maybe buried by the sound of the phone call, someone who recently moved next door started banging on the wall.
This old, shabby house with no soundproofing.
Strike while the iron is hot, I should just move out today.
Live well, unknown mister.
I'm going to live in Cheongdam-dong now.
You guys just live here.
"...Mm."
Trying to catch a taxi, my reflection in the glass caught my eye.
A worn-out cotton t-shirt I wore for a long time, and design-sucks long pants bought at the lowest price in the market.
My equipment in the game, or my appearance right now.
It's a shabby appearance that doesn't look like a rich person at all.
"Let's buy clothes first."
The place I headed immediately was a department store.
A department store I visited for the first time in my life.
Brightly shining lights, smooth marble floors, different scents wafting from each store.
Usually, I only glanced from outside the building, but this time I am a customer here.
Even a position where I can actually say 'Give me everything from here to there' seen only in dramas.
"Wow, why is one set of clothes hundreds of thousands of won."
I bought a set of clothes that looked moderately decent.
They say it's slacks or whatever, I don't know the name well.
Suddenly a rumbling sound.
"Come to think of it, I haven't eaten a single meal today."
I headed to a conveyor belt sushi restaurant in the department store food court.
Sushi is a food eaten quite often, so there's no burden.
'Fried Tofu Sushi is sushi too, right?'
I, who thought that, swallowed saliva looking at the nice-looking fish slices on the plates.
'Can I really take and eat whatever I want?'
Unbelievable.
When I came to my senses, I had finished off 20,000 won worth in a flash.
It was the most luxurious feast I've ever had in my life.
'Even a 20,000 won meal is this good.'
How delicious would restaurant food costing over 1 million won per meal be?
'Good. Let's buy a house now.'
Of course, Cheongdam-dong where house prices are expensive. I decided to live there.
By the way, should I go for an apartment or a house?
Maybe a house is better.
"But are there detached houses in Cheongdam-dong too?"
Searching it up, the sale price is 14.5 billion.
There were also listings over 20 billion.
If it's 20 billion, since conveyor belt sushi was 2,000 won per plate.
'10 million plates of sushi...'
Crazy.
I headed to the real estate agency I looked up beforehand.
She thought it was just a joke.
Reflected in the employee's eyes, a male looking around twenty carrying a single canvas bag.
Even if he wore luxury goods, his gestures were awkward.
To buy a house in Cheongdam-dong at such a young age, one would have to be a third-generation conglomerate heir or a successful idol.
An appearance that looks far from such types.
He didn't look like a customer intending to buy a Cheongdam-dong house at all.
Nouveau riche who won the lottery and came without knowing anything looked exactly like that.
If not that, well, maybe it's a penalty game among friends.
I should deal with him appropriately and send him back.
The employee responded kindly while suppressing a sneer inwardly.
"May I ask what kind of listing you are looking for?"
"Uh... do you happen to have a house you recommend?"
I should make him feel the wall.
The employee picked the most expensive house on the list.
A detached house where a member of a conglomerate family, whom anyone would know if mentioned, used to live.
Since they moved to another neighborhood, it was a piping hot listing that just came out on the market.
Land area 70 pyeong, actual usage 3 floors.
Sale price 14.5 billion.
Full option with all furniture being top-class.
"Oh... I'll take this one."
"Yes... Wait a moment."
The employee's inner sneer grew stronger.
'I'll take this one', like choosing a drink at some cafe.
"How have you prepared the down payment?"
The employee said as if testing him.
Now he'll probably run away appropriately, thinking that, but.
"Lump sum."
On the phone account he held out, a huge sum of 30,000,000,000₩ was stamped.
For a moment, the employee's breath stopped.
Thinking he saw the numbers wrong, he checked the screen twice, three times.
But it was correct. It was real.
30 Billion? How on earth such money in a single day.
'Crypto? Stocks? Futures trading?'
All sorts of thoughts swirled, but the employee couldn't even imagine it was money earned from Rice-Eating.
"......Excuse me, customer. Is this money all actual funds?"
"Yes."
"...."
Did he earn it through crime? A thought occurred for a moment but.
"...Can I sign the contract right away?"
Awkward maybe, but seeing the eyes where anxiety was not felt, eventually he had to conclude the contract.
"Can I sign the contract right here?"
"Ah, yes. Of course... it is possible, but for such high-amount transactions, there is a head office approval procedure. Just a moment..."
He hurriedly went into the back of the office and called the CEO.
The CEO smirked at first, then lost his words upon checking the amount.
"Crazy."
"At that age, how did he get this money... Is it crime, something like that?"
"Shut your mouth and proceed with the contract first. If you miss a customer like that, who knows when the house will sell again."
Going back to the reception room, the man was perched on the edge of the chair.
Hands gathered on his knees, tapping his toes as if nervous.
"Here, this is the contract."
"I just sign here, right?"
"Yes, here and... here. And please verify the account."
The employee thought.
'Fucking envious.'
Is he a hidden son of a conglomerate chairman? If not that, how can he buy a house like this at that age...
Rude thoughts and jealousy kept rising, but the transaction was concluded without showing it.
"Contract completed, customer."
"Thank you."
The man smiled briefly and stood up from his seat.
"Woah."
I feel it anew.
Poverty is a crime.
"People live in places like this too..."
Words coming out with a purely different meaning than before.
Each room is bigger than the house I originally lived in.
There are 2 such rooms per floor.
There are up to 3 floors.
In other words, it means there are 6 rooms attached.
Adding living room, kitchen, bathroom, and other utility rooms, I don't know if this is a house or a mansion.
A Cheongdam-dong detached house I couldn't even dream of in my life, to think this is where I will live from now on.
"Which room should I use?"
Thanks to the options, most rooms were plastered with expensive furniture.
It seems there won't be any sleeping on the floor immediately.
For now, I'll use this as my bedroom.
I should ask Yoon-seo which room she wants to use too.
And put what here and put what there... tsk.
...It's too wide so it's burdensome.
'Did I buy it for nothing.'
Still, if Yoon-seo and A-yeon come in, it will taste bustling.
My sister already adopted. I can live with her again now.
I can make whatever she wants to do come true.
How is she doing these days.
She must be doing well with her new family, right?
If she says she wants to keep living in the house she originally lived in, it would be regrettable, but.
'Still, I can at least ask.'
I look forward to the day I meet A-yeon too.
If I follow my heart, I want to visit tomorrow, but I also need to prepare myself mentally.
Have to think of what to say too and um...
What's so grand about going to meet family, I think, but I can't help it since I'm an introvert.
Unfolding such wings of imagination, I returned to my room.
I took out the Fantastic Gear from the bag and put it on my head.
"There's nothing to do right now anyway, might as well gear up."
It's dark outside too.
Brilliant items I could never even glance at usually when saving money.
'I can buy finished products, but.'
Since I have lots of money, I want to make items specialized for my playstyle.
'Come to think of it, is there a reason I have to play this game?'
Now there is no need to make money, so there really isn't a need to obsess over Fantastia.
But it's a bit much to just throw away a game I played for over 10,000 hours.
'It's a bit much to quit with a Mythic Trait too.'
Well, good is good.