8. Spec-Up to a 180cm Min-ppil Guy!
I woke up late.
Glancing at the time, it was just past 1 p.m.
'Damn...'
Going from waking up at 6 a.m. every day to sleeping in like this overnight.
I felt a weird mix of emotions as I grabbed my phone.
"Let's see..."
I opened the Uhwa Doong-doong app and checked my points.
One point from yesterday's daily quest.
Plus 15 points from achievements like my first creampie and first kiss.
A whopping 16 points in total.
What the hell should I spend them on?
I scrolled through the shop, but nothing jumped out as an obvious buy.
'Gotta have imagined it at least once...'
In the end, I called up the expert—Pig Hyung-chul.
[Hyungnim!]
"Yo, you picked up quick. Whatcha up to?"
[Uh... I'm at a PC bang right now?]
"Yeah, listen. I finally got my first points yesterday, but no clue what to buy."
I tossed out the question and waited.
Pig Hyung-chul kept sneaking peeks at his screen, focused on something.
[Tap tap tap! Click! Oh, that? Hmm... Tap tap! Uh, hyungnim, gimme a sec?]
He hammered the keyboard for a bit, then stood up, shoving his face right into the camera.
Full-face shot.
[Ah, hyungnim! Sorry sorry. I was in the middle of something. So... you're talking about Uhwa Doong-doong points, right?]
"Yeah."
[Just buy whatever you need right now. I wasted my first ones on curiosity buys like consumables... total garbage, no real use.]
"Consumables? Like what?"
[Oh, y'know... aphrodisiacs and shit. Haha! Turns out with your body, I don't even need 'em...?]
"Ah."
Pig Hyung-chul scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed.
[Never been handsome before, so I didn't know... this is better than any cheat key. Everyone's super nice to me? Haha. So after that, I went all-in on ability upgrade tickets.]
"Ability upgrade tickets?"
[Yeah, those. Oh, you tried my abilities yet? They weren't like that from the start—I grinded 'em up with upgrades. You'll see when you get one; they're weak as hell at first.]
So, like RPG skills—you level 'em up separately?
That was the vibe.
I nodded and asked Pig Hyung-chul,
"So how many upgrade tickets'd you dump into Sensory Disturbance?"
[Ahh! That one, heh heh, like 5? It started as some lame massage skill, so I kept slamming upgrades till I got what I wanted.]
Five...
Ability upgrade tickets cost 100 points each.
Makes sense—he'd been grinding quests for the 7 months I was gone.
"Okay, got it. Thanks, man~"
[Sure thing, hyungnim. Oh! Just so you don't get the wrong idea—I got principles. Never had weird thoughts about people around you.]
"Huh? Yeah... sure, whatever. Keep grinding~"
[Yes sir!!]
After hanging up with Pig Hyung-chul, I felt a subtle twinge.
'Meanwhile I've been using it on your people since day one...'
But hey, revenge is revenge.
...He'd probably get it.
I bought the item I'd been eyeing—using up all 16 points.
Our chat made my mind up.
Using one allows resetting 1 point of appearance stats. (Stackable)
Applies Cognitive Correction on use.
People feel only slight dissonance toward changes and try to perceive your current form as your original one.
Corrects photos, videos, and other records.
Like mass hypnosis. Simple to use: just rip the coupons.
I tore all 16 without mercy.
Rip rip rip!
What I needed most right now? Appearance overhaul.
Losing weight wouldn't fix the pockmarked skin or that spineless face—they'd drag me down no matter what.
As someone who'd hit peak lookism, I felt it hard.
Nothing more essential anywhere in the shop.
An image of me popped up on my phone.
Physical stats lined up beside it.
Brutally honest.
'...Wow, the more I look, the trashier it gets.'
I clicked through each one, tested sliders, then pondered hard.
'First off... 169cm height? Nah. Gotta be average at least.'
Yeah.
I'm a guy, for fuck's sake.
Not some pussy. No more being shorter than women.
I dumped all 11 points into height.
Consumed 11 points: Height (169 → 180)
Then I blacked out instantly.
*
'Ugh... fuck...'
I clutched my head and staggered up.
Had the height kicked in right?
Looking around.
Suddenly, the air hitting my nose felt different—taller frame at work.
'Oh? For real? Damn... this is wild.'
No heart-pounding excitement.
After possession and the app, this was just one-eyed to two-eyed life.
Still short of my old self, but the change hit hard—I grinned.
Finally at a proper starting line.
If I keep this momentum, it'll roll smooth.
Next, with points left, I fixed my vision first.
This shitty glasses—aka dick-glasses—had to go.
Consumed 2 points: Vision (0.2/0.3 → 1.2/1.3)
Vision went pitch black in a flash.
I blinked, then took off the glasses.
The world sharpened instantly.
Put 'em back on—blurry and dizzy, confirming the fix.
'Fucking perfect.'
Just 2 points, and the blind monk could see.
Felt even better than the height.
"Now for the rest..."
3 points left.
Feeling good, I hummed and fiddled with skin stats.
Thought about face first, but too many parts—too fiddly.
Plus, didn't matter much.
Tall with good skin? Face can be average.
Hostess madam wisdom—spot on.
'This life's going full Min-ppil vibe.'
Handsome civilian.
No-surgery natural guy.
Still lacking, but solid ring to it.
Consumed 3 points: Skin (3/10 → 6/10)
* * *
Madam Kim Ji-hyun had been in a foul mood since morning.
Well, 5 p.m.—quitting time for most.
Anyway, shitty mood.
"What the fuck, a room salon doing 'reforms' all sudden? He a politician or some shit?"
She grumbled non-stop while showering and doing makeup.
And it lasted till she showed at the meetup spot with her morning coffee.
The root? Kim Hyung-chul.
That kid and Manager Yoon getting played by him.
'Wants the books? See 'em at the shop. Wants bonding? Call a ho from there. Fucking gangsters, am I right?'
Under her thin see-through dress and mink coat.
An 8-million-won Sha cross chain crossed her bulging tits as she click-clacked into the elevator.
Felt the stares, puffed her chest prouder.
Her chain-pressed tits jiggled huge, men's eyes darting wild.
'Hmph. Still got it.'
Once swept Gangnam nightlife as 'Gyeoul'—Winter.
Age caught up, passed the glory to young blood.
But most customers still came steady for Winter.
'But daring to... hmph!'
She snorted, squared her shoulders bolder, flung open the cafe terrace door.
New wine needs new bottles.
(Dumped the coffee at the entrance ages ago.)
"So yeah."
"What about this then?"
"Just scrap it."
Far off, Yoon and two others chatting.
'Who's that?'
Who'd he drag in?
She amped her heel clicks approaching.
"Ah, noona. You're here."
Yoon stood, greeting her.
"Yeees~ Hohoho... long time no see~?"
She waved soft at him.
The sidekick stood too, grabbing coffee.
The new guy rose late.
"Saw you yesterday, see you again. Nice to work with you. Gyeoul... okay? Or how you like?"
"Ahaha~ Call me whatever's comfy, Hyung-chul-ssi~"
It was yesterday's guy—Kim Hyung-chul.
Vibe felt off, subtly shifted.
Still tall, decent build—not thuggy, kinda refined.
Made her wanna prank him.
Having such naughty thoughts.
His hand shot out, gripping her slender one firm.
"Got it, Gyeoul. Sit first."
"Y-yes..."
Gulp... what's this?
Kim Ji-hyun sat, fiddling her hand non-stop.
Chills like prey grabbed by a beast.
Her heart pounded wild.
