Prologue
A peaceful 9 PM on a weekday.
I was playing a game at a franchise PC bang that had survived the fierce local competition.
"I told you the jungle was coming, why didn't you back off...! Ah~ you fucking morons."
The world is harsh; you're constantly competing not just in reality, but in games too.
I've been playing the same game for over 8 hours today, but my tier only fluctuated slightly before ending up right back where it started.
Still, I can say this confidently to my conscience and the gods of this world without hesitation.
"Not my fault, it's the team's fault. This game is fucked by team luck."
Fuck, I went to the smoking room and took a long drag of a cigarette.
The feeling of my tongue and throat burning along with the cigarette filter tells me I'm alive.
At 23, a high school graduate with nothing left but cigarettes, games, and...
Zzzzzzing
My smartphone rang.
It's Appa.
"Oh, Appa."
"Jihoon-ah, where are you?"
"I'm at the PC bang."
"You...! Hoho, why are you at the PC bang~? Appa even ordered delivery for you to stay home, didn't I?"
"That was lunch."
"Oh my, has it already been that long? What about dinner?"
"I ate ramen at the PC bang."
"You...! I see, so you... ate ramen."
Appa's voice is unusually kind today.
"Is that so~ Appa bought eel, but you had to go and eat ramen~?"
"Appa, that was a bit salty. Why can't you get the seasoning right?"
As my teasing intensified, Appa exploded.
"Hey, you little shit! Is seasoning important right now? What did I tell you today? I said I was hosting an important guest, didn't I? Where are you! Ah, you said PC bang. Oh, fuck! Get your ass to the Central Intersection right now!"
"Ah, I'm one win away from my promotion match."
"You really!"
"And Appa."
I immediately lowered my voice.
"Why is a woman's voice echoing from somewhere?"
"......."
I heard Appa gasp on the other side of the smartphone.
"Want to end things between us like this? Fine by me! The guest you're hosting today, she's probably some old man who got TS'd too, right? Maybe I'll check our sexual compatibility, and if it's good, I'll just swap lovers to that bitch."
"Nooo... Why are you like this, Jihoon-ah...."
"Like hell it isn't. While I'm at it, if that bitch has a wife and daughter, I'll fuck them both too and become a gigolo there. Wouldn't that turn my pathetic life around, which has been miserable ever since I met a broke Appa like you?"
"Sniff... Jihoon-ah, Appa was wrong...."
"Tsk...."
I spat out the phlegm from smoking and clicked my tongue.
"Watch yourself. You've only just started receiving your son's love, do you want to spend the rest of your life sleeping alone?"
"No..."
Yeah, now some obedience has been injected into that voice.
Still thinks he's a middle-aged man.
Even though it's been a long time since he's been pinned under me, moaning.
"Give me the address. I'll go right now."
"Okay, I got it...."
"Tell that bitch in advance that she's going to give me a washing service today."
"Washing Jihoon is something even I rarely get to...."
"Sssst!"
I sucked in a deep breath, just like Appa did, and threatened him.
"This is business. Didn't you propose this, Appa? If we're going to do it, we have to do it right."
"Uung... that's true... but still, our son is mine...."
"Has this old woman lost her mind? Where are you acting all jealous!"
"Hick! I'm sorry!"
I lit another cigarette and gently coaxed my well-trained Appa-slash-lover.
"After work, let's grab some hangover soup, then hit a nearby motel for a round."
"Really?!"
"Of course~ After pulling off a job, you gotta have a good fuck with your lover."
Man, playing around with these women who used to be middle-aged men is making my way of speaking sound so rustic.
"Don't be upset, and do a good job today."
"Okay, I love you, my son~."
I ended the call.
While smoking, my hands and legs were trembling.
Fuck, this is the first time I'm going to fuck someone other than Appa—no, a woman who used to be a middle-aged man but got TS'd into a beautiful girl.
"Huu...."
A few months ago, I was a lifelong virgin, but I pounced on Appa first, and now I'm in a situation where I'm going to eat another TS bitch.
"Yeah, fuck it, let's do this."
I've downgraded my vocabulary to match theirs, but still, the power that moves the world is held by this older generation.
"Let's go, to work!"
And despite all that, my cock proudly raised its head to comfort the pussies of this era's alienated TS Appas who feel emptiness between their legs.