Chapter 43
Chapter 43
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: An Unexpected Offer
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We were talking over some simple skewers and beer.
Women kept approaching our table, asking to join us, for my number, or as part of a dare—all sorts of reasons.
Each time, the owner would laugh silently, his face showing he was trying hard not to burst out laughing.
And I fended them off with a sophisticated rejection method I learned from an internet story: showing them the hand with my ring.
“You know, that ring of yours is so flashy, at a glance it looks like a diamond ring worth a fortune, doesn't it?”
“That was the idea. I bought one with a flashy cubic zirconia on purpose.”
“It looks like a totem a chaebol's daughter put on you to say, 'He's my man, so back off.' The women probably think the same and retreat so willingly.”
Then how ridiculously confident must that woman have been, the one who sat in front of me even after seeing this ring?
The owner's earlier sense of self-pity had completely vanished.
Now, he was just purely enjoying the moment.
He said he'd gotten a story he could brag to his friends about for the rest of his life.
“It's not every day you get a story about drinking in Gangnam on a Friday night with a handsome-as-a-god younger brother whose looks make it a crime not to be an actor, and watching women flock to him firsthand.”
Before we knew it, it was past midnight.
It was now Saturday.
Jung Hye-na should be getting off work soon.
Seeing as I hadn't heard from her, she must be busy working hard.
I decided not to break her concentration.
Asking when she'd be done would only break her focus and delay our sex even more.
“You want to find an apartment nearby?”
“Yes. I'd like to buy a decent apartment within walking distance of work.”
“You're really serious about our cafe, aren't you?”
“I've been stressing that from the very beginning.”
“Try to understand. Even if you had a gorgeous girlfriend who clung to you saying she only had eyes for you, you'd still feel insecure, right?”
“No, I wouldn't.”
“Shit, my bad. With that face, I guess you wouldn't.”
“Anyway, even if you trust your girlfriend, you can't trust the guys hitting on her, can you?”
“They might try something nasty.”
“That's true.”
“I feel that same anxiety every day when I see you.”
“Wondering if some entertainment agency will snatch you up.”
“Or if some rich, new-money Gangnam girl will steal you away.”
“Or if another cafe will poach you with a better offer.”
Suddenly, the owner's expression turned serious.
He seemed to be organizing his thoughts, the atmosphere feeling like he was about to make a confession.
“You... you're really going to work at my cafe for a long time, right?”
“Of course. Where else would I find such a sweet gig?”
“And you're serious about wanting to buy an apartment near the cafe?”
“Yes. It's in the heart of Gangnam, so the location is great, and it'll be good for resale later, too.”
“Then... how about I lend you the money to buy it?”
“What?”
Are you serious?
I was stunned by the unexpected offer.
“I mean, how long have we known each other for you to offer such a huge sum of money? More importantly, do you even have that much? Wow, you're way richer than I thought.”
“I won't charge interest. If I lend you the money, you'll have to pay it back, which means I can keep you around with peace of mind for at least that long. It's a win-win for me too.”
“Still, what makes you trust me?”
“Of course, I'll secure a mortgage on the property. Even in the worst-case scenario, I won't lose my money. I haven't been in business for just a year or two.”
Suddenly, it was as if a halo was shining from the owner's back.
“You're serious, right?”
“On days you work, I'm pulling in 9 to 12 million won. Let's say roughly 10 million a day, that's 220 million a month. In a year, that's 2.64 billion won. This is an insurance policy to guarantee that income. I'd be crazy not to do it.”
He had a point.
The owner had nothing to lose.
With a mortgage, it's not like the apartment could run away.
Still, to make such a bold decision... business really isn't for everyone.
I don't have that kind of talent.
I never would have even thought of such an idea.
“But couldn't my 'totem' effect lose its luster?”
“Not a chance. Unless you get into an accident and your face gets completely mangled. But if you're going to worry about possibilities like that, you might as well not even try to live.”
The owner chuckled and clinked his glass against mine.
“Why buy a car? You could total it in an accident and the insurance company might just give you peanuts for it. Why go out drinking? You could get into a fight with a drunk, take a bad hit to the head, and die from a concussion. Why get married? Your wife could cheat, you could get divorced, and lose half your assets. Just do what you can do right now. That's life.”
“I respect you.”
“If you're going to do it, decide quickly.”
“I'll do it. Why would I refuse such a great opportunity?”
Shit, is it because I'm so handsome?
How do I keep attracting such good people, even men, who are eager to give me everything?
Of course, the owner was also benefiting greatly from my 'totem' effect.
Wow, is life really allowed to be this easy?
It's starting to get a little scary.
“Property around here goes for about 100 million won per pyeong. How big a place are you thinking?”
“The bigger the better, but I have to consider my means.”
“But you know, right? The smallest ones are in the 40-pyeong range. Just assume you'll be borrowing at least 4 billion won.”
“A-are you okay with that?”
“Up to 5 billion is fine. It's not like the apartment can run away.”
Is this the same guy who was crying about how bad business was before I came along?
The old saying that you should never believe a merchant who complains about being broke is really true...
The owner agreed to lend me up to 5 billion won.
The plan was for him to provide the funds when I picked a place and signed the contract, at which point he would also set up the mortgage.
“Let's say with your 5 million base pay, you're taking home about 160 million won a month. We'll have you pay back 150 million each month.”
“Okay. Sounds good.”
“It's unlikely to happen, but if your monthly income after the deduction is less than 10 million, I'll make sure you get at least 10 million.”
“You'd do that for me?”
“To live in a 40-pyeong apartment in Gangnam, you need to earn at least 10 million a month just to cover maintenance fees and living expenses. And that's just scraping by.”
“Gangnam is brutal.”
“Or should I guarantee you 15 million a month? If you pay it back slowly, it's better for me. I can milk this for a long, long time.”
“Then, shameless as it is, I'll take the 15 million, please.”
“Let's just make it 20 million. Come to think of it, after the four major insurances and taxes, you'd only have about 12 million left from 20 million anyway.”
“I'll serve you as my big brother for life.”
Moving into a Gangnam apartment with Jung Hye-na.
That dream was coming true this easily?
And not even leasing, but buying it outright.
Does this even make sense?
Ah, right. The 8.5 billion won apartment I got for free...
Compared to that, this is nothing.
The original Chang-woo must be laughing at me from the afterlife for thinking so small.
“So?”
Suddenly, the owner leaned in close with a meaningful smile.
“What?”
“Feel like coming in to work on weekends now? Feel like working overtime on weekdays?”
“On days I don't have a raid, I'll be here no matter what.”
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ [Jung Hye-na] I'm leaving now,,,,,♡
The message came a little after 1 AM.
I decided it was time to wrap things up.
“You've got work tomorrow, we should get going. I have to be somewhere early in the morning too.”
“Alright. Everything we talked about today still stands, so just let me know whenever.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Once again, I was struck by the devastating power of the visual legacy the original Chang-woo had left me.
Not a single day goes by without me being amazed.
I grabbed my bag with the camera and laptop and went to pick up Jung Hye-na.
My plan was to film a weekend of frenzied sex.
As soon as we met, I called a premium taxi and we headed to the hotel I'd booked.
“You brought your bikini, right?”
“Yes, I did.”
“We're staying at the hotel until Monday. We won't take a single step outside, we're just going to have sex. We'll have sex here until Monday morning, and then go straight to work.”
“Eek.”
Jung Hye-na let out an embarrassed squeal, then asked.
“But isn't checking in at this hour a huge waste?”
“We have to pay for two nights, yes. But money isn't the important thing right now.”
I blatantly scanned Jung Hye-na's body from top to bottom.
Feeling my desire-filled gaze, she shrank back as if intimidated.
[Desire 100%] [Semen Production Capacity (+226%)] I accumulate semen just by breathing.
Even though we have sex to our hearts' content from evening until bedtime, and then again in the morning before work.
There are times during the day when the sheer volume of accumulated semen makes it hard to resist the urge to have sex.
I wish this semen buff would just stop stacking already.
No, it would be fine if Jung Hye-na just didn't have to work overtime.
The semen buff will probably cap out at 500% and stop, just like the other stats, right? It has to.
“Oppa, this place seems too expensive.”
“It is expensive. It's 2 million won a night.”
“Gasp, isn't that way too expensive?”
“But it's worth it. This is our first hotel sex getaway, after all.”
It was a party suite with a private indoor pool overlooking the Han River.
A whopping 2 million won a night. And that wasn't even the regular price; it was the off-season discount.
“So we have to get our money's worth, right?”
“Yes...”
“You understand what I mean, right?”
“I understand...”
Jung Hye-na fidgeted with her fingers, then added with a blush.
“I'll endure it, even if it means getting carted off to the emergency room.”
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ We checked in and entered the room.
A spacious and luxurious living room, and by the window, an indoor pool.
“I heard this is the kind of room famous streamers use for pool parties and bikini broadcasts.”
“The room is so beautiful. I can see why it costs 2 million.”
“I make 7 million a day from the cafe, so a hotel like this is nothing.”
“Really? You earn that much?”
Her surprised reaction made my shoulders puff up with pride.
“Of course. So don't worry about anything and just enjoy yourself today.”
I didn't rush.
First, I turned on the camera and captured Jung Hye-na's image as she stood in the center of the room.
Though shy, she gave a bright, happy smile.
“Why don't you undress? Slowly, one piece at a time.”
Silently, Jung Hye-na began to undress.
Her slender fingers pulled at a thin shoulder strap.
The crop top covering her upper body came off, and her blue bra fell away, revealing her white breasts.
Her beautifully shaped, torpedo-like breasts bounced lightly.
They were so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off them.
I moved closer, camera in hand.
Another camera, set up on a tripod, diligently filmed the two of us.
“Your pants, too.”
“...”
The buckle on her slightly long shorts came undone.
The way she bent her legs to pull them out of her shorts one by one was as graceful as a flamingo's courtship dance.
Left in just her panties, Jung Hye-na stood before me, covering her breasts with her hands.
“The panties, too.”
The hands shyly covering her chest moved cautiously downward.
The panties, hanging precariously on her hips, soon slipped past her legs.
The sight of a perfectly naked female body, standing shyly, tempting the male's desire.
So beautiful.