Childhood Friend Jo Minji
“Huh?” I let out a sound before I could stop myself.
“Hngh… Mmm…? What’s wrong?”
“Ah, it’s nothing.”
Wait a second… Did I see that wrong? Was it a bug? If I close the app and open it again…
I scrolled all the way back down.
Cash: 400,000 won — 1 Point
…I hadn’t seen it wrong. Holy shit.
Wait, no… this is insane…
The cash item I used to have was 120 million won for 3,000 points. That worked out to about 40 million won per 1,000 points. But now… if I bought 1,000 points worth at this rate…
400 million.
…400 million?
It was 400 million won. 400 million per 1,000 points. The value had gained an extra zero. The cost-efficiency had flipped completely in my favor.
…Whoa.
If I played my cards right, I could make 400 million won in a single night.
“Haa… My chest feels so much lighter now.”
Yang Ara wiped the breast milk from her chest and used a tissue to clean the love juices from between her legs. The sensation of the tissue brushing against her pussy made her body tremble.
“…Noona, you said you liked a heavy sedan, right?”
“Yeah. Don’t you?”
“No, I do. Sedans are nice.”
I’d buy the heavy sedan Yang Ara liked and the sports car Jo Minji liked. With my income increasing exponentially, my heart felt incredibly generous.
“Noona. Is there anything you want to eat? Just say the word.”
I used to be able to buy her anything when it came to food. Now I was simply so excited that I wanted to spoil her rotten.
“Huh? You’re the one who should tell me what you want to eat. I’ll make anything for you!”
“Ah, right.”
Unless it was hotel cuisine, nothing could beat Yang Ara’s cooking. Actually, I had grown so used to her food lately that even hotel dishes might not satisfy me anymore.
I buried myself in her soft, pillowy embrace.
“Noona, I’m going to make you happy.”
“Oh my?”
I pressed my face into her plush breasts. Yang Ara smiled and gently stroked my hair.
“Noona is already… so happy just having our Junyoung…”
“You’ll be happy for the rest of your life.”
I wanted to make all my women happy. And to do that… I was going to need to earn a lot of money, wasn’t I?
“Come here.”
“Eh? J-Junyoung? Y-You want to do it again for real?”
Sex duplicated money. Time to fuck hard and earn hard.
“Haaaaaaaang♡”
It was a golden Sunday morning at 9 a.m. Any normal office worker should still be asleep. But Park Youngmin was a rare breed who woke up at exactly 7 a.m. even on weekends.
Ring, ring… Click.
“—[Drinking?]”
“What kind of drinking is that in the morning?”
I was the one who called, yet he immediately jumped to the main topic.
“—[Then why did you call?]”
“Can you come with me to look at cars right now?”
“—[Right now? You’re buying one?]”
“Yeah. I’ll treat you to a full lunch at a nearby hotel. And I’m budgeting around 300 million max. I’ll let you borrow it when you go meet girls.”
“—[I’ll have the specs ready in thirty minutes.]”
“Good. See you at 11.”
I immediately called Jo Minji as well.
Ring, ring… Ring, ring… Ring, ring… Click.
Unlike Park Youngmin, it took a long time after the first ring before she picked up.
“—[Ugh… What the hell, you idiot…]”
Her voice was muffled and cracked, yet still cute. The utterly average office worker Miss J seemed to have just woken up.
“I’m going to buy a car right now. Want to come?”
“—[A car…? What car…]”
“One you ride in. I want to see your face, so come out. We’ll eat lunch at a hotel.”
“—[……You want to see me…?]”
Her voice suddenly gained a spark of life.
“Yeah. You’re not coming?”
“—[O-okay… I’ll come…]”
“See you at 11.”
“—[Okayyy…]”
Click. I hung up.
“Noona, I’m going out for lunch.”
“Alright~ Eat something delicious~”
I threw on whatever clothes were within reach. Thick jeans and a sweater. Just as I was about to leave the front door—
“Wait!”
Yang Ara grabbed me.
“Look at you! It’s the middle of winter and you’re wearing that?!”
“I don’t get cold…”
“You’ll catch a cold! Hold on!”
Yang Ara hurried into the room and came back with an armful of thick clothes. A puffer jacket was the base, plus a scarf, fleece gloves, a fleece hat, ear muffs… Good grief.
“W-what is all this?”
“Put it all on before you leave!”
“How am I supposed to go out when I can barely breathe?!”
“Hmph! Listen to Noona! If you catch a cold, you can’t kiss me!”
“I told you I won’t catch one!”
Yang Ara glared at me with her adorable eyes.
“Hmph!”
…What was I supposed to do? Even when she made that face, she was still just cute… When I didn’t react, Yang Ara changed tactics. She pulled my head down and buried it in her soft breasts. Her gentle hand stroked my hair.
“Our Junyoung… you have to listen to Noona, okay?”
“But those things are too much…”
“Want to touch my breasts? Want a kiss?”
“…Yes.”
In the end, after some back-and-forth, we compromised on the puffer jacket and scarf.
“…”
“Haha… I’m sorry, so can you please stop making that face…”
Park Youngmin was practically groveling as he apologized to Jo Minji. She walked ahead with a sullen expression.
“Idiot… You said it would be just the two of us…”
“…When did I ever say that?”
I had no idea why she was so sulky. She’d been strangely sensitive lately.
“…Why are you dressed like that for once?”
“…Shut up, dumbass.”
There was a slight wetness in her voice. Jo Minji, walking ahead, had her ears dyed bright red as she clutched the hem of her skirt tightly.
…She really is beautiful.
A pure white, adorable dress fluttered in the wind. The delicate hem contrasted with her bright red ears, making her look so cute I wanted to bite her. Pure white dress, snow-white skin, pale nape of the neck. Even just trudging along while staring at the ground, she looked like a page out of a magazine.
Seriously… it was like someone had dressed up a doll.
She must be cold.
It was a winter dress with thick lining under the light outer fabric, but wearing it in early February was pushing it. Women wore miniskirts in the dead of winter for fashion, but this was Jo Minji we were talking about. She was the type who pulled out her puffer jacket in early November. In the ten-plus years I’d known her, I had never once seen her in a skirt. Yet here she was, wearing that pretty dress in early February.
What the hell changed in her head?
My blatant staring must have made her uncomfortable, because she kept tugging the back of her skirt down and glancing behind her. Then, with a face as red as a tomato, she trotted over, smacked her head against my back, and started pushing me forward as she walked.
“W-what the—?”
“D-don’t look behind… Just walk forward…”
“Why? Is it going to kill you if I look?”
“Ugh, just—! I said don’t look, okay?!”
Jo Minji smacked her head against my back again.
“You’re really the worst… Saying confusing things… You said we’d eat lunch together at the hotel… You said you wanted to see me… What the hell is it really…”
She was grumbling behind me, but I couldn’t hear it clearly. All I could feel was her small hands pushing my back, trembling from the cold.
“Sigh… Come here.”
“I told you not to look!”
I took off my puffer jacket and draped it over her shoulders, then wrapped the scarf around her neck.
“Whoa…”
“It’s nice that you look pretty, but what is that in the middle of winter?”
“Y-you think it’s pretty…?”
Look at her. Her cheeks were bright red from the cold. Good thing I listened to Noona. If I had come out in my usual clothes, I wouldn’t have been able to give her my jacket.
“Give me your hand.”
“O-okay…”
“Whoa, it’s freezing. Hoo…”
I took her hand and blew warm breath on it. Her hand was seriously tiny. When was this girl going to grow up?
“How are you going to survive without me if you’re like this?”
“…Dumbass.”
“Hm?”
She whipped her head away, avoiding my eyes. But she didn’t pull her hand out of mine.
“Let’s go quickly. It should be warm inside the showroom.”
“…Yeah.”
I walked while holding Jo Minji’s hand. I wondered why I didn’t hear footsteps behind us, only to see Park Youngmin standing still, staring at us with an incredulous look.
“What are you doing? I said let’s go.”
“Haa…”
Park Youngmin let out a deep sigh, shook his head, and followed.
When we entered the showroom, a rush of warm air enveloped us.
“Welcome.”
The employee bowed politely.
“Do you have a model in mind?”
“No. We want to look around first.”
“What is your budget range?”
“Under 300 million.”
“Understood. I’ll guide you.”
Following the employee, we looked at several models. Since neither Jo Minji nor I knew much about cars, we just admired the exteriors. The serious spec-checking was left to Park Youngmin, the self-proclaimed car enthusiast.
“Pick something comfortable under 300 million. A heavy sedan.”
“…I never thought I’d live to see the day I’d be picking out a 300-million-won car. Even my dad couldn’t afford one.”
I glanced to the side. Jo Minji was still tightly holding my hand as she looked at the cars. Her cheeks were still slightly red from the lingering cold. The sight of her was like a child in a doll store—it was incredibly adorable.
An amusing idea came to me, so I asked Park Youngmin.
“Can I look around for a bit?”
“Sure. Come back later. I’ll narrow down the candidates.”
I pulled Jo Minji along by the hand.
“Huh? Where are we going?”
“Shh.”
I had spotted a place while looking around earlier. I led Jo Minji to a secluded corner on the second floor, a spot enclosed on three sides where no one would come.
I pushed her against the wall and lifted the hem of her dress. Cute light-green cotton panties appeared. I yanked them down in one swift motion.
“H-Hik?!”
“Shh. …Huh?”
Was that what I thought it was?
“Y-you crazy bastard!”
I grabbed both of Jo Minji’s wrists as she tried to push her skirt down and pinned them above her head.
“W-Whoa…”
Last time I had been too blinded by lust to look properly. This was the first time I was openly staring at Jo Minji’s pussy.
“You… have a bald pussy?”
Between her thighs, two plump, hairless mounds were pressed tightly together.