Chapter 90
Chapter 90
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 90
Chapter Title: The Party Needs More Members
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Director Hwang Seok-jin (38) felt proud of himself for quickly securing member Lee Chang-woo early on.
Look at this! He snagged one incredibly handsome man, and now a whole line of stunningly beautiful women was rolling in one after another.
‘Those breasts are unbelievable. Really, our dear member Lee Chang-woo is...’
Simply a blessing. A true godsend.
Hwang Ah-young, introduced as Jung Hye-na’s close friend, had a slender body that was completely at odds with her ridiculously large chest.
Her fullness, which even a sports bra couldn't conceal, had the male members pretending not to look while eagerly sneaking glances.
Jung Hye-na, in charge of visuals.
Choi Ji-soo, in charge of the glamorous figure.
Hwang Ah-young, in charge of the bust.
How was the combination so exquisitely arranged without any overlap?
“Ms. Hwang Ah-young, we'll also waive your membership fee and pay you 100,000 won per hour as a modeling fee.”
“I don't need it, so please give it to Hye-na.”
“Oh, right. I don't need it either, so give it to Hye-na. I forgot to mention it.”
“Sisters... thank you.”
Jung Hye-na grasped the two women's hands, her face filled with emotion.
Lee Chang-woo cut in nonchalantly.
“Jung Hye-na. Choi Ji-soo. Ah-young noona. Don't just go through the motions. Work out properly. Got it?”
“We get it.”
“I was already working hard.”
“I-I'll do my best.”
“I'll be watching with my eyes wide open to see how well you do. Don't even think about slacking off.”
After finishing his stretches, Lee Chang-woo started lifting the barbell.
Seeing the weight on the barbell, Hwang Ah-young's eyes went wide, and she covered her mouth with her hands.
“Wh-what... How can a person lift that?”
Choi Ji-soo giggled and whispered softly.
“Unni, the director said that when it comes to strength, he's above active pro-level. And that's not all.”
“What else is there?”
“You'll see in a bit.”
After thoroughly working out both his upper and lower body, Lee Chang-woo started running on the treadmill.
He set it to the maximum speed and ran continuously for over 30 minutes without a break.
Hwang Ah-young, who had been watching him distractedly, mesmerized by the intangible pheromones spreading through the air, suddenly snapped to her senses.
“How long has he been running? Isn't he going to collapse?”
“He doesn't seem tired at all even after running like that.”
Choi Ji-soo whispered in Hwang Ah-young's ear again.
“Unni, doesn't this make you feel like you need to work out hard?”
“So Chang-woo has been holding back a lot with us...”
“That's how he is *after* draining his energy every day with exercise.”
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ This is the first time I've come to the gym on a Saturday.
Now that Hwang Ah-young is also registered, Choi Ji-soo will probably bring her during the day to work out together.
After finishing our workout, we all went to get dinner together.
“Hwang Ah-young, your stamina is really lacking.”
“I'm sorry.”
“It's fine. You can build it up from now on. Work out hard with Ji-soo during the day when I'm not around.”
“But my legs hurt so much right now, I can't walk.”
Now that she mentioned it, Hwang Ah-young had been stumbling the whole time.
Choi Ji-soo, who regularly trains through exercise.
Jung Hye-na, who, despite being swamped with overtime now, had diligently built up her stamina during her idol days.
Unlike those two, Hwang Ah-young said she rarely ever exercised.
“Come here. I'll give you a piggyback ride.”
“Hey, that's not fair.”
“She's a patient.”
“Tsk. So if we stumble, you have to give us a piggyback ride too?”
“Of course.”
“Ji-soo unni, you brought up fairness just to set that up, didn't you?”
“Sharp.”
I carried Hwang Ah-young on my back as we walked.
Thanks to that, the stares from the street grew more intense, and Hwang Ah-young, though embarrassed, wrapped her arms around my neck.
“My dear Ah-young, it looks like you've lost a few kilos in just a few days. We have a long way to go until Monday morning, so I need to feed you well today. What should we eat?”
“I'm scared...”
I'm not the witch from Hansel and Gretel, fattening you up just to eat you.
Why are you scared?
“Let's get beef ribs.”
“I want seafood hot pot.”
“I'll eat whatever you two decide...”
“Then let's play rock-paper-scissors.”
“Rock-paper-scissors.”
“Rock-paper-scissors.”
“Yay, I won.”
“It's fine. I like seafood hot pot too.”
“Sounds delicious. I want braised seafood too.”
“Oppa, can we order everything we want?”
“Order it all, order everything. Your man earned twelve million won today.”
Hwang Ah-young gasped, her breathing growing ragged in surprise.
“Really?”
“Unni, isn't it amazing? The cafe's business has been booming since he started working there. He gets 40% of the profits.”
“So that means the daily revenue is in the tens of millions of won?”
“I guess so?”
Hwang Ah-young shrank while still on my back.
From the sound of her breathing, I could tell her expression had crumpled even without seeing her face.
“And I didn't even know, going on about thirty million won for living expenses...”
“That commercial building is worth tens of billions, isn't it? The living expenses are just like an annuity. Ah-young, don't feel discouraged by things like that.”
“Okay. I won't let it get to me.”
No round tables again.
Rectangular tables are the norm in these kinds of restaurants, after all.
“Today, Ji-soo sits next to me.”
“It's because I won rock-paper-scissors, right? And Ah-young unni is out because she's getting it later. Is that it?”
“That's right.”
“She's really sharp. Hye-na, you want to come work at our hotel later? I'll give you a good position, not some menial tasks.”
“If my YouTube channel fails, I'll take you up on that.”
We intentionally went to the most secluded corner.
We ordered everything that looked delicious.
The employee taking our order eventually lost their composure and had to double-check.
“You've just ordered twelve servings. Are you sure you want all of this?”
“Yes, bring it all.”
As expected, my appetite has grown enormously.
I now eat several times more than an average person.
It's because of the muscle mass buff and the semen buff.
The status window is surprisingly faithful to the physical laws of Earth in situations like this.
“Chang-woo, I think you'd do well if you did mukbangs later. What do you think, Hye-na?”
“I've been thinking the same thing. I think you'd be really successful if you did mukbangs in the evening, oppa.”
“And since you have the visuals, Chang-woo, you'd get a ton of sponsorships if you did mukbangs.”
“Where would I find the time to do mukbangs? I'm already busy with the cafe and having sex.”
“Come on, you can do mukbangs from home. It'd be the perfect side job if you did it for about two hours at night after work.”
“Two hours on weekdays, and you could do a bit more on weekends.”
Is that so?
With Jung Hye-na and Choi Ji-soo fanning the flames, the idea started to sound appealing.
A mukbang...
Thanks to the buffs, my calorie consumption is intense, so I definitely eat a huge amount.
If I only did it for an hour or two a day, it wouldn't be that much of a time loss.
The women need time to rest, too, so maybe I could try doing mukbangs during that time...
“Ah! I get it! You're telling Chang-woo to do mukbangs so we can get even a little more free time, right?”
“Unni...”
“No, why would you say that out loud.”
“Uh, oh? D-did I make a mistake?”
“...You made a mistake.”
“Look at Lee Chang-woo's eyes glaze over. When it comes to sex, that guy doesn't compromise. No compromise at all.”
“My eyes did not glaze over.”
Feeling spiteful toward Choi Ji-soo sitting next to me for no reason, I slipped my hand under her pants and touched her clitoris.
“Hey, stop it... you'll ruin my underwear.”
“Choi Ji-soo, you're dead as soon as your vaginal tear heals.”
“Just don't tear it again...”
I obediently pulled my hand away.
Jung Hye-na swallowed the meat she was chewing and spoke.
“But oppa, I've been thinking, and I don't think we can go on like this. Ah-young unni isn't enough.”
“I agree.”
“I-I'm fine...”
“That's because you just joined, unni.”
“Hye-na, isn't it about time you could handle penetration again? You need to help out soon so Ah-young unni's vaginal tear... ah, you're not intentionally holding back just so she can experience it too, are you?”
“Ji-soo unni, why do you think of me like that? I'm starting to feel hurt.”
“But I do think she should experience it at least once. That's how we build camaraderie.”
“I agree with that.”
“Uh... I'm scared.”
“Lee Chang-woo.”
Choi Ji-soo grabbed my cheeks and turned my head to face her directly.
Staring into her eyes up close like this makes me suddenly want to kiss her.
“We need a bigger party. Please, go get more women.”
“Oppa, I think we also need about two days of rest a week.”
“I thought the three of us would be enough once Ah-young unni joined, but it feels like it just loosened Chang-woo's reins even more.”
“That's right. Now that you're here too, unni, it feels like he's not holding back at all anymore...”
“Could you please not trust in us so much? We're... more fragile than you think.”
This kind of conversation is a little embarrassing.
I quietly ate the braised seafood.
I felt a gaze on me and looked up to see Hwang Ah-young watching me with the happiest eyes in the world.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because you look so cool when you eat. How can you look so handsome even while eating, Chang-woo?”
“If you really did mukbangs, you could easily earn 500 million a month.”
“Oppa, if you decide to do it later, I'll help with all the setup and editing. You just have to eat in front of the camera.”
I searched through the status window and re-read the Fate Enhancement message.
[From now on, all differences in personal preference are ignored.] [Anyone who sees you will acknowledge that you are the most beautiful person in the world.] [This imprinting effect is permanent.] It suddenly made me curious.
Does that imprinting effect also apply through screens or photos?
It says 'anyone who sees you,' not 'anyone who sees you in person,' so it seems likely.
Still, revealing my face online felt a bit much.
“Actually, there's something I have to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“Is it a woman?”
“Hurry up and tell us.”
“Im Chae-seul.”
Choi Ji-soo clapped her hands.
“Wow, so Im Chae-seul didn't just ask to be friends for no reason?”
“Does she have feelings for you, oppa?”
“That Im Chae-seul? The actress, Im Chae-seul? Really?”
I told them that the Ten Million Won Girl who periodically visited the cafe was Im Chae-seul, and that I had gone to her house to settle things.
Leaving out the part about her being a lesbian.
“She asked to have sex, and when I refused, she said we should at least be friends, so we became friends.”
“I approve.”
“Im Chae-seul as the third party member of the harem, nice. Does this mean we get a five-day work week now?”
“I'm a fan of Im Chae-seul. If Chang-woo seduces her, does that mean I can be friends with her too?”
I didn't expect them to welcome the news so enthusiastically.
I thought they'd be at least a little upset.
“If Im Chae-seul can handle him just once or twice a week, we'll finally be able to breathe.”