Oppa, Are You Impotent?
“Oppa. I like you.”
Shin Jaewoo flinched in surprise.
He'd half-expected it. Her gaze had been anything but ordinary.
But hearing it so bluntly? That caught him off guard.
Sojeong….
Shin Jaewoo stared at her blankly, at a loss for words.
The first thing that popped into his head was marriage. To her.
He'd never given much thought to dating before. Maybe it was Park Sun-ok's influence, or just his own nature, but he'd always wanted to get married someday.
If possible, have kids too.
And now, that desire was making him think things he'd never considered.
Marrying Sojeong….
Just from one girl saying she liked him, and here he was, entertaining this.
Then came another thought—one he'd never dared imagine before.
…Would it be okay?
He'd been burned by Kim Hyeju. That betrayal had left a deep scar.
And the rumors swirling through online communities didn't help. Keywords like divorce. The "promise" of three years. Or the "guaranteed" ten. Stuff like that.
Not that Moon Sojeong was like that, but in his position now, he couldn't help dwelling on it.
A worry he'd never had before, sprouting in his heart from her single confession.
So it wasn't that he disliked her or anything.
Ah.
Just that his mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts. He couldn't reply right away, lost in them.
Moon Sojeong saw this and panicked. Oh no.
Maybe she shouldn't have said she liked him.
Her heart pounded—had she burdened him?
Whatever the case, she had to lighten the load.
“Um…!”
She had to say something to break the silence.
“You don’t have to answer right now! It’s not like I’m asking us to date or anything…”
No, actually, she wanted to be his girlfriend. Even saying it burned in her gut.
This was where she differed from Lee Sooyoung. Lee Sooyoung never had this depth of feeling. It was just mutual benefits and pleasure for her.
“I don’t have any intentions of burdening you like that…”
Saying it aloud made her heart ache.
The biggest reason she'd confessed? Fear of losing him.
So maybe that was why she doubted herself again.
Do I really like Oppa, or do I just like the clan leader?
Shin Jaewoo was essential to her. At least while she kept doing Excel.
But another thought crept in: screw Excel and streaming. She could ditch it all. Just live simply—cook meals together, date plainly, like that.
She mustered her courage again.
“Still… I wanted to say it clearly. I like you, Oppa. If you hate yeocam, I can quit streaming.”
The biggest resolve she could offer as a woman, proof of her sincerity.
But Shin Jaewoo just shook his head.
“…No need for that.”
Her words sparked a fleeting thought.
If she quits streaming just to date… that’d be unfair to the fans who’ve supported her all this time.
Of course, every viewer knew no yeocam streamed forever. They all married eventually and quit.
But she didn’t need to do it like this.
Shin Jaewoo said, “Above all, I told you—I’ll be clan leader until Kuni hyungnim becomes chairman. I keep my word.”
“…That’s exactly the problem.”
She murmured, head bowed.
“Huh?”
What was this now?
“Oppa… you talk like you’ll leave the second you become chairman.”
Gloom filled her face.
She’d seen it plenty—loyal fans, regular viewers she’d grown fond of, drifting away while streaming.
But no matter how often, she never got used to the sting of goodbye.
And Shin Jaewoo? In this short time, he’d shaken her world over and over.
He’d burrowed deep into her heart.
“I… don’t want to break up with you, Oppa.”
Her eyes reddened as she said it firmly.
“……”
Shin Jaewoo felt the depth of her emotions more than he’d expected.
Resolved, she continued. “...Even if you don’t date me, don’t like me back, even date other women—that’s fine.”
Shin Jaewoo flinched at her words.
The anxiety from before had morphed into fierce determination.
“So don’t abandon me.”
She looked like a pitiful puppy gazing at its departing owner.
“Haa.”
Shin Jaewoo sighed.
He had no idea how to handle her.
Similar to what Lee Sooyoung had said, but this had an emotion Lee Sooyoung lacked.
Sooyoung didn’t want anything… no, her wants were clear-cut, so it was easy.
Now, emotions churned wildly inside her.
She seemed lost in her own words, jumbling them.
But one feeling shone clear.
Don’t abandon me.
He could feel it radiating from her.
Her desperation weighed on him, forcing a decision.
And apparently, pondering too long in front of her was a luxury.
“Huh?”
Shin Jaewoo panicked.
She lunged forward.
Her face loomed close as she leaned into him.
His eyes darted.
Dodge…?
As he wavered, his mind clashed.
“…Bad person.”
Her lips murmured it inches from his.
With that raw accusation, she pressed them to his.
Soft. Moist.
Mm.
Their lips parted.
Shame at her own boldness turned Moon Sojeong’s face persimmon-red.
“Haa. I’ll give you my house passcode… Come to Daejeon anytime. Enter whenever.”
The words carried layers of meaning.
She looked at him, demanding more.
“But let me come to your place in Seoul whenever I visit.”
“……”
What could he even say?
She frowned, puffing her cheeks.
“Really… A woman throws herself at you like this, and you’ll just sit there? Oppa, are you impotent?”
She shouldn’t have said that.
He abandoned thought, embracing the beast within.
“You chose this.”
“……Yes.”
Waking up, Moon Sojeong was mortified.
Her brain was probably looping every word she’d said.
Truth be told, Shin Jaewoo felt the same embarrassment.
Too… much.
He’d first realized this side of himself through her.
As he squirmed awkwardly, she sneaked a glance and spoke.
“…Oppa’s a bad person.”
“How many times are you gonna say that?”
“Dunno. But it’s true.”
She grumbled.
One thing was clear: they were closer now. No more facades.
Literally—they’d stripped them away.
They were still naked, chatting.
“…That’s why I like you.”
She glanced warily, then hugged him, whispering.
He savored the soft press of her body.
But her words stirred something odd.
“Everything I said last night is true…… So you absolutely can’t abandon me.”
“Last night? Like being okay as second place? Or impregnate you?”
Her face flushed crimson.
Then smack—her hand struck his body.
“Ow!”
Shin Jaewoo hammed it up.
“Such a baby…! I hurt more! You kept hitting and… doing stuff!”
“Anyone overhears that, they’ll get the wrong idea.”
“What wrong idea? It’s all true.”
“Makes me sound like the bad guy…”
Shin Jaewoo trailed off.
Bad person. It had become her pet name for him.
He’d heard it plenty last night.
“…If you hated it, I wouldn’t have done it.”
That was the best excuse he had.
She blushed hearing it.
“…Oppa is a bad person. Acting like I’m the pervert and shoving the blame.”
“But… you can’t deny it, right?”
“…Yeah.”
Bad person. Pervert.
Shin Jaewoo replayed last night.
Honestly, the best yet.
Top among the women he’d been with. Her body was as sinful as it looked.
And she’d admitted it herself—maybe those masochistic streaks.
Perfect chemistry, personally.
Now, a serious relationship with her? Yeah, he could see it.