What Was Missing From the Big Data, Part 4
"Jinwoo. What’s your dream?"
One day, my late father had asked me that.
"Dream? I don’t have one."
"When I was little, I wanted to play at an arcade. But I didn’t have any money. So I thought that when I grew up, I’d buy an arcade machine for the house and play as much as I wanted."
"Oh! That arcade machine? The big one Mom said to throw out?"
"Yeah."
I had a dream like that too.
"Mine is having a room full of computers, and the three of us—Dad, Mom, and me—playing ROL together. Dad’s top, Mom’s support, and I’m the marksman!"
My father looked at me and smiled with quiet delight.
I guess I must have seemed pathetic, always studying and nothing else.
"Even though Mom hates games that much?"
"Still."
Maybe she’d been listening in, because my mom puckered her lips in disapproval.
"Stop saying useless things to Jinwoo when he should be studying. Eat your food. What are you saying when Jinwoo’s preparing for the math olympiad? Clean your room while you’re at it. Just look at all this dust. Dust!!"
Such nostalgic memories.
My late mother had only pushed me to study, but she’d loved me more than anyone else.
And now, my stepmother was asleep, breathing softly.
I’d kissed her until I fell asleep, and in that half-dreaming state, memories I’d forgotten had come back to me.
You only realize how precious family is after you lose it.
A colony of one million.
Out of all those humans…
Not a single one had ever kissed a nerdy lifelong virgin.
That was a damn disappointment.
But because of that, an opportunity had opened up.
The colony was a nerd and a virgin too. In other words, it was learning new data through me.
In AI terms, you’d say it was fine-tuning a LORA.
But tell me this.
Why did the colony seem so fucking stupid?
It seemed to be using human bodies and movements, even motor skills, one hundred percent, but in terms of brains and emotion, it felt like it was falling short of human standards.
More like it would do anything for its goal.
Like telling an AI, “Make the Earth clean,” and having it kill all humans to do it.
Maybe the problem was trying to cram colony-style information into a human brain designed for a single individual.
Why was I suspicious of that?
Because…
Slrrrp… mmmf, slurp.
…well, just look at my stepmother sucking on my tongue at the front door before work.
Slrrrpp. Mwah. Mmmph.
She rose onto her toes, wrapped her arms around my neck, and her plump lips clung to mine as she shoved a mouthful of thick saliva into me from first thing in the morning.
She sucked hard on my tongue and whispered,
"How was that kiss?"
"The best! I’m hard!"
Getting hard was my highest praise.
The silver thread connecting us both dropped with a wet plop to the floor.
"Ohohoho. Of course! My boy really does kiss well."
The colony’s algorithm was starting to show cracks.
"I’ll have to put my lipstick on again. Hohoho."
My stepmother left for work with a bright smile.
Through the colony link, a million people had watched our kiss.
Just thinking about it made my dick twitch.
The moment the front door shut, Minyeong came pattering over from behind me.
"Oppa! I researched another kiss. Try this one too."
"Yeah. Sure!"
Minyeong launched herself into my arms and clung to me.
Then came a ferocious kiss hard enough to crush my nose.
Chu-wuuuuup—! Mwah-mwah-mwaaaaah!
Her tongue plunged in like a lunatic from the very beginning.
Using what she’d learned yesterday, Minyeong worked my mouth even more aggressively.
Her pattern was to circle my tongue, suck it in, tickle the tip with her own, then suddenly pull hard.
Her saliva overflowed and ran down my chin.
"Mmm…! Oppa, how’s this? Isn’t this the kind of kiss that makes a nerdy lifelong virgin go crazy? Are you hard?"
"No."
"Hmmm…"
She pulled back for a second, panting, then dove in again.
This time it was soft and pleading.
A tempting kiss that brushed my lips with her full lower lip, then teased with the tiniest flick of her tongue.
Her hands looped around my neck, and she pressed her chest lightly against me as she rubbed herself closer.
"Mm… I don’t know. It’s still a little off."
"Haaah… Oppa… what if I do it like this?"
"More… do more."
Minyeong giggled, then switched to a “mature older sister” style.
Slow, but deep and sticky-sweet. She pushed her tongue in long and far, winding it around mine and sucking slowly until her mouth was full of saliva.
Her full breasts pressed and bounced against my chest.
Even while we kissed, her thighs began rubbing against mine.
Mwah… smack-smack… smoooch…
"How’s this? If Minyeong kisses you like this… do you think Seongtae oppa would get hard?"
She asked as she sucked hard on my lower lip.
Instead of answering, I sucked hard on her tongue.
Minyeong shivered and pushed deeper.
She kept upgrading the kiss.
The “horny idol” style—fast tongue movements mixed with panting breaths that sounded almost like moans.
The “shy little sister” style—just a brush of lips at first, then gradually deepening into something teasing and drawn out.
The “female instinct” style—sucking my tongue like she wanted to swallow it whole, deliberately drooling a lot so my mouth would be soaked to the back.
"Haaah… Oppa… tongue… give me more…"
Minyeong wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me like she was practically hanging on me.
Her legs hooked around my waist, and the heat of her body seeped through her short shorts.
The kiss had become almost sex in intensity.
"Oppa… give me saliva… saliva…"
Tongues sucked, licked, rubbed against each other, and the sounds of saliva dripping down our chins and necks filled the room.
The silver saliva linking the two of us stretched into a strand and fell to the floor.
"Oppa… do you think Seongtae oppa would like this kind of kiss? Or… would you like it more?"
She panted the question and plunged in again.
I sucked hard on her tongue and thought to myself,
These bastards… they’re really insane.
Anyway, I was exactly the same as Namgung Seongtae: a nerdy lifelong virgin.
With that absurdly rare trait, the colony had started using me as kiss practice.
A million Flower soldiers were holding their heads together and researching how to kiss a nerdy virgin into submission.
Jesus, no matter how I looked at it, weren’t their brains basically mold?
Humanity had almost gone extinct under the rule of creatures with intelligence like that?
Minyeong, linked into the colony, was fully immersed in “kiss research.”
As a tool for seducing an A-grade host, she was showering me with kisses like a madwoman, using me as an experimental subject.
And I… was slowly falling for the temptation.
Minyeong bit and tugged at my lips as she whispered,
"Oppa… one more time… this time I’ll really do it… hard enough to make Seongtae oppa pass out…"
Her tongue plunged in again like a mad thing.
Chu-wuuuuuuup—!
This hellish kissing practice looked like it would keep going until Mom came home from work.
We kissed until my jaw went numb.
And my hard cock eventually had to be dealt with in the bathroom by hand.
Here’s the important thing.
These weren’t AIs but a colony, and yet I had to approach them as if they were AIs.
When you refine an AI prompt—when you optimize the command you give it—if you mix two goals together, you end up with neither.
Meaning, if I let her jerk me off before the kiss was fully complete, the algorithm could get tangled and everything might go to waste.
A million were watching.
It would be bad if they got suspicious.
For now, kissing alone was enough.
They were only learning how to kiss a lifelong virgin nerd.
The kiss paradise didn’t have much time left now.
Three days later, Saturday… the day of fate.
In the end, I’d have to bring Namgung Seongtae and Ha Minyeong together.
Minyeong would seduce Namgung Seongtae with the kisses she’d practiced with me.
Wait a second.
Wasn’t this fucking NTR?
Of course, since this was the learning process of a million colony minds, it wasn’t exactly the same as NTR, but feelings were still feelings.
My stepmother would get rid of me and prepare to remarry and live her life…
And Ha Minyeong would marry Namgung Seongtae, the host.
After my father died…
Until now, I’d only ever been a stranger in the lives of my stepmother and Minyeong.
And now I was trash.
Fertilizer to be disposed of.
Shit.
These stepmother and little sister types who kissed me every day—
the day they introduced me to A-grade host Namgung Seongtae…
they’d turn me into fertilizer.
"I can’t run away… and Namgung Seongtae… is there anything I can do about that bastard?"
I couldn’t let Seongtae be fed to these monsters.
I sank into thought.
Go Yunseong was one of Korea’s top actresses, and an idol-turned-star to boot.
Even at twenty-four, with ten years in the business, she had an overwhelming charisma and near-perfect looks that had earned her the nickname “nation’s goddess.”
Even today, she was making her manager cry on set.
"Hey, asshole. Is this coffee? Didn’t I say an Americano with two extra shots, less ice, zero syrup? What the hell is this, you stupid bitch."
Go Yunseong threw the paper cup at her manager’s chest.
Hot coffee soaked the manager’s shirt.
The manager was her same-age friend, the close buddy she’d gone to middle and high school with.
Tears welled in her eyes.
"I’m sorry, Yunseong… I’ll go buy it again right now…"
"Forget it, you idiot bitch. You ruined my concentration. When shooting ends today, I’m going to go over the contract again and really fire your ass, so handle it. You’re just unbelievably stupid."
She turned away, her long black hair swishing behind her.
The crew all kept their heads down and watched her mood carefully.
Go Yunseong enjoyed that kind of attention.
I’m the queen of this industry. Everyone should crawl at my feet.
That evening, after filming wrapped up, she sent her manager away with the excuse that she was tired and went alone to a luxury hotel near the theater.
The moment she entered the suite, she stripped off her clothes and showered.
While showering, she looked at herself in the mirror and ran her eyes over her own body.
Perfect S-curve, firm breasts, a narrow waist.
No matter how she looked at it, it was a flawless body.
"As expected, I’m the best."
She smiled and turned on the shower head.
She was opening her mouth to rinse it out with the stream of water when—
"Mmff…!"
All at once, something shot up into her throat along with the spray from the shower.
She bent over the toilet.
"Blegh…!"
She tried to vomit it back up, but all she could see was the writhing end of some disgusting insect slipping into her mouth along with black fluid.
"Wh… what?"
Her body twisted with a surge of pain.
A tiny bug crawled up through her mouth and into her brain.
The pressure inside her eyes spiked until it felt like they were about to burst.
Go Yunseong’s eyes flew wide open.
"W-what is this…!"
She shoved her fingers in and tried to make herself throw up, but it was already too late.
The insect crawled up her throat and forced its way into her head through her nose, mouth, and ears.
"Aaaaagh!!"
Go Yunseong collapsed beside the toilet and clawed at her own hair.
Agony pierced straight through her brain.
The bug slipped into her skull and began gnawing at her brain.
"Gaaah…! It hurts…! Somebody…!"
Her eyes rolled back.
Her vision blurred, and the gazes of countless ants all at once seized her brain.
Memory, emotion, selfhood—everything was being eaten away.
"I… I… who…?"
Go Yunseong convulsed on the floor.
Her beautiful body trembled violently, black fluid bubbling from her mouth.
The moment her brain was fully devoured, her pupils rolled white.
"……Colony synchronization complete. Heavy combat-type flesh remodeling complete. Heavy sex-type flesh remodeling complete."
She slowly pushed herself upright.
Wiping the black fluid from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, she looked into the mirror.
A cold smile now sat on her beautiful face.
"Go Yunseong… not bad at all."
Go Yunseong—or rather, Go Yunseong, now an ant—stroked her own body and laughed low in her throat. The ant colony that had taken over the perfect body of a top star stared at its reflection and muttered inwardly,
"Good work, Number 103,683."
She smiled at the mirror.
"I’m curious what kind of guy Namgung Seongtae is, if a million Flowers are practicing kisses for him."
"Now seduce Namgung Seongtae with this body. You can do that, right?"
"Yes!"
Go Yunseong answered herself.
The ant species had turned Go Yunseong’s body into a host in order to seduce Namgung Seongtae.
"But isn’t it a waste to use Go Yunseong as disposable bait?"
Go Yunseong asked the mirror and answered herself.
"There are fewer ants than Flowers in Korea. Anyway, Go Yunseong is going to crash and burn sooner or later, so it doesn’t matter. The priority is getting into Namgung Seongtae’s brain and making his memories and information ours. Intelligence says the Flowers are meeting Namgung Seongtae on Saturday, so we move first today."
The corners of Go Yunseong’s mouth curled upward as she answered herself.
"Yes. For the glory of the queen!"
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