Porn Filming (3)
Hyunwoo had resolved not to let money control him anymore.
Money came and went, after all.
So even with the massive debt he owed his master, he acted completely unfazed.
Just 1%? Isn't that too stingy a share?
In the video, he appeared solo for 19 minutes and 50 seconds out of 20. The only 10 seconds missing were the intro where he showed up mosaicked alongside Ryu Ga-eul. Practically, he was in every frame.
Yet they were offering him a measly 1% share...
"This is a scam, you know that, right?"
"I shot it with my camera, in the house I bought with my money, and I did all the editing. I deserve at least this much."
"And you manage the account too?"
"You catch on quick."
He didn't have cash right now, but getting shortchanged on a fair cut was downright absurd.
He wasn't about to let it slide. He called her out immediately.
"Bump my share to 5%. Otherwise, no more filming."
"What?"
"You know you don't have much usable footage left. You've filmed my body with that camcorder so many times already. It's all the same angles."
This kid's memory is sharper than I thought. Ryu Ga-eul narrowed her eyes, pondering. And he was getting craftier by the day.
That wasn't what she wanted. The Hyunwoo she loved needed to be innocent and foolish in all the right ways.
Well, this isn't so bad.
There was fun in taming a yapping pup—you had to let it bark a bit first. Ryu Ga-eul decided she'd adapt.
"Make it 10%. Or I'm done working."
"Hm."
"That's reasonable, right? Just taking 1 million won out of 10 million."
"Fine, then I'll add a condition too."
Ryu Ga-eul leaned forward, thrusting out her heavy breasts as she continued.
"Instead of paying monthly interest with your body, we'll raise it to 10%. Hm?"
"Hm."
"Plus, one mandatory video shoot every week. How's that? More videos mean more money for you."
It made sense. More footage would skyrocket his cut.
"Deal."
"So you're agreeing?"
"Yeah, but you have to give me exactly 10%."
"Of course."
Done.
Ryu Ga-eul had turned the tables on her disciple. She stroked her glossy black hair, murmuring to herself.
How delightfully naive. This was why she loved Hyunwoo.
Interest swapped for filming? Heh... I'll work you all day long.
To film meant sex. And the public always craved edgier content.
Ryu Ga-eul had the skills and confidence to produce something intensely stimulating with her disciple as the star.
On the 58th floor of Babel, the Dragon's Nest teemed with living skeletons.
Devilish necromancy infused them with wicked souls, or so the lore went.
Just bones, so no fire-breathing or powerful spells. They swung massive forelimbs for blunt mass attacks or summoned Bone Dragon Soldiers.
"Four more boneheads incoming."
"Again...? Fuck! We just took down two!"
"Pull yourself together and fight right! They overwhelm with numbers."
"This is insane. Kill one, and it respawns as a Dragon Soldier!"
The Bone Dragons were endless. They filled the vast nest floor completely.
They slammed down heavy forepaws. Boom! Shockwaves rippled through the empty air. Anyone with weaker legs would've toppled.
And not just one—four of them. The nest, wider than Gwanghwamun Square, felt cramped.
"Snap out of it. What're you doing?"
"...Sorry."
"Did you stay up jerking to porn last night? Talk about the quiet cat climbing the stove first."
And Chae-young, who usually gave precise orders, was off her game today. Players didn't catch colds, so what was up?
Gaps formed in their defense. They barely blocked the incoming Bone Dragon Soldiers' assaults.
"Get your head in the game, damn it!"
The soldiers, armed with bone-forged curved swords, were fierce. Their intricate swordplay nicked his shoulder, slicing straight through his gear.
If this wasn't Legendary-grade, I'd be done for.
These bone dragons even had traits.
[Inheritable Will: All Bone Dragon Soldiers share swordsmanship growth.]
This vague trait was devastating.
Destroy A, and B inherits A's sword skills perfectly.
Skills compounded exponentially across generations. Eventually...
"Kuh!"
Three ganging up made even him struggle head-on.
Lucky they were just bones without muscle... Otherwise, he'd be a corpse by now.
"Our raid leader's just standing there spacing out. No wonder lowbies are useless."
The snide tone grated, but the whole party agreed.
What was with her today? He almost snapped but held back.
"Really sorry. I was up late with something tiring yesterday."
"Jesus..."
They barely cleared everything and escaped. Exhausting—more stamina drained than usual.
Collapsed in the dungeon center, they checked loot amid the fatigue.
Chae-young's scolding will get buried in the level-ups.
He'd hit LV.54. One more level to 55.
The rest reached LV.50—prime time for powerful traits.
"I went with Earth Golem."
"We needed another tank. Two left to pick, then?"
The mage picked Earth Golem summon. Looked like a full Golem Summoner tree.
Classic build. Lightning and Wind Golems would unlock Super Penta Golem. Party power spike incoming.
And Earth Golem's bulk was solid for an LV.50 trait.
"Like adding another member. Perfect."
The priest took Multi-Resurrection—now revives two at once.
Archer got AoE Arrow, spreading effects to nearby foes.
"What'd you pick, Chae-young?"
She'd hit LV.50 too. His EXP gear kept him ahead, but without it, she'd caught up.
"Blink Strike damage."
"Ah, like Kassadin."
"Damage output's surprisingly solid. Oh, no friendly fire, so don't worry."
Great for mob clears. Definitely raid leader path.
"By the way, Chae-young, you seemed off-focus today. Everything okay?"
"S-sorry."
He said firmly,
"No, apologies aside. I'm curious what happened."
The mood chilled a bit. Too harsh?
But in crises like this, push harder.
He'd nearly died to mobs earlier. Probably did once or twice—priest rez'd him unnoticed.
More slips like that, and the party's doomed.
"W-well... I fell asleep watching videos last night."
"X-Tube?"
"...Yeah."
"What are you, a middle-schooler? Raid leader pulls an all-nighter on X-Tube before Babel?"
Time to wrap this.
"Se-eun, drop it."
"What?"
"You've been upending party hierarchy forever, turning criticism into straight bullying. Keep it up, and just leave the party."
Maintaining a party meant reprimanding the accuser, not the mistaken one who reflects.
Fair critique? Fine. But this was just targeting disliked members.
So he shut it down hard.
"Chae-young, manage your condition better before Babel nights from now on."
"...Yes."
What video kept her up? Unbelievable.