Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Brother and Sister Mode
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For some reason, neither Choi Ji-soo nor Hwang Ah-young showed up.
Business was as good as usual.
Like yesterday, an extra 20 million won in bonus revenue was added, putting both the owner and me in a great mood.
[Jung Hye-na] I think I’ll be off work at 8 today!
So, I decided to leave the cafe at 6 to get a workout in as well.
My share for today was about 12 million won.
Wow, including Day 0 (when I was just a customer magnet), I’ve earned 76 million won in eight days.
To make this much even with the "ordinary person" debuff and not as a celebrity...
I wonder if celebrities are that amazing, or if the original Chang-woo was just that incredible.
Then again, there was a woman who offered him an 8.5 billion won apartment...
“Sales suddenly jumped after I enhanced my appearance. Is something really changing? I can’t really tell just by looking.”
It was only yesterday that I chose the Path of Appearance.
I guess it’s normal not to feel a dramatic change.
No matter how many times I compare my selfies from yesterday and today, I can’t see a difference.
The gym was the same as yesterday.
It was even more crowded with female members, and I did my deadlifts under their focused gazes.
Despite my tall and slender build, I was powering through advanced weights with ease, which made the women squeal with delight.
Among them was Ha Mi-seon, the lawyer who gave me her business card yesterday.
Whenever I took a water break or rested for a moment, women would inevitably approach me and start a conversation.
I tried not to come off as too cold or rude.
I fended off their attempts to get my number with lukewarm responses.
Why are women so curious about a strange man’s phone number?
How can they be so fearless and forward?
What if I turned out to be a serial rapist?
After my workout, I met up with Jung Hye-na and we headed home.
“How late should we go today?”
“Three...”
“Let’s go until midnight and then sleep.”
It was obvious she was pushing herself for my sake.
She didn’t get much sleep yesterday, so I should let her get a full seven hours tonight.
Come to think of it, her period should be starting in about two weeks.
It felt like the soul of my dick was already wailing and shedding tears.
For the sake of Hye-na’s vaginal health, I only finished inside her with penetration twice—at the beginning and at the end.
For the other eighteen times, I brought her to the brink with my hands and mouth, only inserting myself when she was about to come.
“Oppa, why are you so considerate?”
“This is... considerate?”
“I can handle it. You can just do whatever you want.”
“We have a long road ahead of us, like 1 AU. We have to do this at least 7,000 times a year, so we need to take meticulous care of your pussy starting now.”
“Gasp. Seven thousand times a year?”
“You can do it, right?”
“I can. Even if I can’t, I have to. It’s what you want.”
“Is it good because I want it? Is there nothing you want for yourself?”
“Of course, I love being with you too. And it’s even better because you want it.”
“Hye-na, you say the prettiest things. I’m hard again. We have to do it just one more time before we sleep.”
“Ahk! Ahhh!”
I planned to finish twenty times and sleep, but I guess not.
I plunged my cock back into her pussy and began to thrust.
That makes three times I’ve finished inside her with penetration today.
...It should be fine.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ While the man was asleep, the woman quietly rose.
Naked, she gritted her teeth and went into the bedroom.
She took out an ointment, applied it to a cotton swab, and inserted it into her vagina.
Her face contorted from the stinging pain, but she endured it without a sound.
After applying the ointment inside her, the woman quietly returned to the living room.
A smile graced her lips as she gently lay down next to the soundly sleeping man.
Her expression was one of pure happiness, with no trace of the pain that had just tormented her.
Even in his sleep, the man’s hand naturally found and kneaded her breast.
The woman rested her head on his arm and closed her eyes again.
Her face was one of absolute bliss.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday passed without any major incidents.
I wasn’t ambushed and kissed by a strange woman in the middle of the cafe.
No woman camped out at the counter insisting we should date regardless of whether I had a girlfriend.
No talent scout from an agency showed up with a business card, promising to make me a star.
The manager discreetly told me that rumors about me had spread, leading to a surge in new memberships.
He said there were over 50 new female members who had clearly signed up just to see me.
Since the gym’s fixed costs were set, this meant an additional profit of 100 million won per month.
“Even the investors acknowledged that this increase in new members is thanks to you. So, we’ve decided to raise your hourly modeling fee from 100,000 to 500,000 won. It’s effective starting today.”
“Starting this Friday off with good news.”
Hye-na’s rate remained at 100,000 won per hour, but she had no complaints.
In fact, she couldn’t make it from Monday to Thursday.
It was calming to just think of it as us getting paid a combined 600,000 won per hour.
Hold on.
Does that mean I make 1 million won for a two-hour workout?
If I show up five days a week, that’s over 20 million won a month?
Being this handsome is truly terrifying. It really pays.
I could now viscerally understand why top-tier celebrities earn so much money.
During a short break in my workout, I sent a message to Jung Hye-na.
[Me] If I became a celebrity, I’d make way more money than I do now, right?
[Jung Hye-na] A celebrity,,,,, are you going to become one,,,,,,?
I could feel the tension in her words.
Is she worried that if I become famous, her place in my heart will shrink?
But at the same time, she doesn't want to stand in my way because of her own selfish desires. Is that the conflict she’s feeling?
Cute.
[Me] It’s just a thought that crossed my mind since I’m making so much money just by casually working at the cafe and exercising.
[Me] The owner even guaranteed that I’m earning less because of the ‘ordinary person’ debuff, and that I’d make hundreds of times more if I were a celebrity.
[Jung Hye-na] That’s right,,,, Oppa, you’d make a fortune if you became a celebrity,,,, you’d be flying around in a private jet,,,,,
Oh, my dear Hye-na.
I hope her eyes aren’t welling up with tears right now.
[Me] But if I become a celebrity, I’ll have less time to torment your pussy, so I won’t do it.
[Me] I was born to have sex with you, Hye-na. lol
[Me] Ah, I’m already dying because I don’t have enough time for sex as it is. T_T
[Jung Hye-na] ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
[Jung Hye-na] ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
[Jung Hye-na] ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
Look at that flood of hearts.
So cute.
I chuckled to myself, then adopted a stern, serious, and solemn mindset.
And I opened the default messaging app.
[Me] Hurry up and get here. Time to work off that fat.
[Jung Hye-na] Ugh, I’m coming, damn it.
Just too cute.
Lover mode on the talk app.
Sibling mode in text messages.
It’s not like I’d show these texts to anyone, but I use them to get into character for the gym.
This little double life is highly addictive.
Sometimes, I have a wicked thought.
What if I had woken up as the original Chang-woo, and Jung Hye-na was my younger sister?
Even if I had known from the very beginning, would I have been able to resist touching her?
I don’t think I could have.
She would be the original Chang-woo's sister, not mine, so wouldn't I have kissed, licked, and had sex with her to my heart's content?
Sometimes, I indulge in such wicked fantasies.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Our kind, young manager stuck by me and Jung Hye-na the whole time, correcting our form.
The moment he offered me 500,000 won an hour, he was already "Manager-hyung" in my mind.
“This posture is very helpful for shaping women’s leg and hip lines. It’s even better if you do it frequently whenever you have time.”
“Oppa, do you think my hip line is getting defined?”
“Looks more like your fat line is getting defined.”
“Wanna die?”
“Hey, you punk, didn’t I tell you to stop eating so much? Who’s going to like an ass as big as a mountain? That’s not the trend these days.”
“What are you talking about? A big butt has been a recognized point of attraction since ancient times. It’s a weapon.”
“The problem isn’t that it’s big, it’s that it’s flabby.”
“Ah, whatever. You promised to buy me a drink since I forced myself to come today, so let’s go.”
“Me? With you? For a drink? Why?”
“Because I’m broke, duh. You have money, Oppa.”
“I don’t have enough money even if I wanted to drink myself to death. Where do you get off trying to freeload? Besides, I’d rather have a drink with a married woman in her thirties than with you.”
“You’re insane. Ah, whatever. Just buy me one. I haven’t been able to drink lately because I’m broke.”
“Hah.”
I was fully immersed in the deep emotions of an older brother sighing at his bold and shameless younger sister’s demands.
Right now, I am the older brother of a pig-like... a pig-like younger sister I want to devour because she's so pretty...
“Two conditions.”
“Two? Ugh, just buy me a drink. I said I’m broke.”
“First, you’re going to properly destroy your lower body today.”
“I already did.”
“Second, you’re calling your friends.”
“What are you planning to pull on my friends this time?”
“Hey, I’m doing this because the thought of being mistaken for a couple while drinking with you is horrifying. Do you think your friends are my type? They’re all just as ugly as you.”
“Really? I’m going to tell Ji-soo and Ah-young exactly what you said. Is that okay?”
Gulp.
Deep in my method acting, I was caught off guard by her unexpected ad-lib attack.
The manager, who knew we were a couple, was listening to our conversation with great interest.
Seeing my flustered reaction, he looked amused, like an audience member eagerly waiting for the next scene.
“Hey, not Ji-soo and Ah-young...”
“Buy me something expensive today. Otherwise, I’m telling both of them what you said.”
“Fine, just don’t tell them. Please.”
Good, I handled that smoothly.
We both delivered excellent ad-libs.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ ‘What the?’
Manager Hwang Seok-jin thought to himself.
‘They really seem like actual siblings, don’t they?’
That couldn’t be right.
The incredibly handsome guy had stated from the beginning that he would be coming to the gym with his girlfriend.
They were only pretending to be siblings to fulfill his request for the totem contract.
But watching them up close, it didn’t feel like an act at all.
From their gazes to their actions, everything was so natural, as if they had truly been siblings since birth.
An incredibly handsome man and an extremely beautiful woman like them should be wearing rose-tinted glasses for each other that could never be taken off.
Could they really hide it so thoroughly?
‘Are they a couple of aspiring actors? Is that why their acting is so natural? But he said they had nothing to do with the entertainment industry...’
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ “Buy something expensive. If you get something cheap, I’m telling Ji-soo and Ah-young everything.”
After leaving the gym, we headed towards the main food street.
But perhaps the excited Friday night atmosphere of Gangnam had cast a spell on our mood.
We hadn’t switched off our sibling mode yet.
Somehow, it was fun.
We reached a silent agreement.
Let’s play in this sibling mode today.
However, we didn’t explicitly say it or exchange glances.
Doing so would shatter the very atmosphere we had carefully built.
We both knew this, so we silently continued our current role-play.
Perhaps Jung Hye-na had always wanted an older brother.
Maybe she was now filling that void through me.
So I gladly played along.
For Jung Hye-na, and also for myself.
Because honestly, it was a lot of fun.
“If you tell Ji-soo and Ah-young, you’re dead.”
Dead by my cock.
“So buy me something expensive.”
“How much? How much do you want?”
“An izakaya. Anywhere.”
For you, I could buy you your own izakaya.
But my mouth, faithful to the concept, moved independently of my inner thoughts.
“Damn it. We could’ve just gone to some cheap pub.”
“Ugh, I hate cheap pubs. They’re so tacky.”