3rd Round #3
3rd Round #3
In that instant, my emotions flared up, and I acted recklessly. A chill ran down my spine.
In a capitalist society, provoking a chaebol family was tantamount to risking one's life. It's good to confidently and boldly pee, but I should have at least checked the direction.
Kim So-yoon, with her sharp features and aristocratic aura, opened her dry lips.
"Hey."
"Yes..."
"...?"
My fighting spirit, which had been ready to clash at any moment, instantly crumbled. Her glaring demeanor shifted to one of questioning.
"...Why are you suddenly scared? Say it again."
"Sorry... Actually, I have a tic, and I lost my mind for a moment."
"What? ...Are you telling me you're doing this because of my family?"
" ... "
"Ha, you fucking pauper..."
She didn't hide her emotions. Nervous irritation and disappointment bordering on futility.
Wait, why disappointment?....
'If I hadn't bowed my head, would she have really tried to screw me over?'
Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I avoided her gaze. Even though the fist is closer than the law, I didn't want to be exposed to unnecessary danger so soon after the hoicha began.
* * *
[Economics of the Rich] is, simply put, a department where students run businesses.
Business planning, marketing strategies, investor recruitment, public relations, and so on.
'Is this realistically possible education?' The question naturally arose.
Theoretical education began. The content covered the basics and standard practices of business.
The teacher in charge of the lecture declared definitively.
"To succeed in business, various experiences are needed, such as accounting, finance, production, human resources and organizational management, marketing, etc. You must be versatile in all areas necessary for management."
"In short, those of you without experience will inevitably fail."
A departmental class that assumes failure. This is the identity and true face of [Economics of the Rich]. A class that is practically impossible in reality.
"The biggest factors influencing business are divided into three: Capital, connections, and luck."
"Before these three factors, what needs to be considered is the entrepreneur's personal character. A steel mentality that doesn't succumb to adversity that breaks the spirit, extreme self-management ability, excellent social skills, and drive."
The required conditions seem to be the toughest among all jobs in the world. It wasn't just a feeling of being intimidated; it was an utterly serious tone.
'Since I have 300 million won, something will work out~' I came with that thought, but as the lecture progressed, I wondered if I could really pull it off.
The outline wasn't clear. There were no business items that came to mind. I felt like a lost child in the middle of a desert.
"Even if you meet all the conditions I've listed, there's still a chance of failure. So, only act as cocky as you can handle, because if you needlessly expand your scale, you might not be able to handle it and ruin your life."
It was an incredibly realistic education. There wasn't a single scolding, yet I felt like I was being punished.
'...Now that I think about it, being a civil servant seems to suit me.'
I felt like I understood why so many people seek civil servant jobs despite the low salary. The more anxious humans are, the more they seek stable jobs.
Housing prices... the economy... cryptocurrency... The more turbulent society becomes, the more human weakness is revealed.
'Heehee... Hweeeeng.'
Overwhelmed by the stark reality, I became soft like tofu and slumped onto my desk. It seems I'll have to give up my CEO delusions.
Except for me, the students' reactions weren't bad at all. Students listening intently, students nodding, students taking notes... Shim Chae-a?
...I never imagined Shim Chae-a would be taking [Economics of the Rich].
I thought she was going to be a fashion designer. ...Now that I think about it, when I asked if she was going to be a designer, she firmly denied it.
At the time, I thought she was just drawing a line, but now it seems she was serious.
I was curious what kind of business she was planning to do, and I was also curious what her pussy tasted like.
"...So, if you find like-minded people, it's fine to form teams with fellow students and work together. There's no specific limit on the number of members."
'This is it!'
I was looking for an opportunity, and now a natural way to talk to her had appeared. It seems I can just pretend to be interested in business to start a conversation.
After the lecture ended, I immediately approached Shim Chae-a. She was still organizing her notes, so I sat in the seat next to her and waited quietly.
A few minutes later, she stood up from her seat. She saw me next to her and stopped moving.
"...What is it?"
"We meet again? It's not easy for our paths to cross like this... Anyway, it's really nice to see you!"
"...If you don't have anything specific to say, could you move?"
Her not reacting to my feigned greeting, it seemed she disliked formalities.
"I'll ask you directly: what kind of business are you planning to do?"
"...It's none of your business."
I quietly opened my phone and displayed the amount in my account on the screen.
"If it's a good business, I'm willing to invest any amount."
Thinking about it, the idea that I had to run a business myself might have been a fixed notion.
I plan to approach departmental activities with an investor's mindset, not an entrepreneur's.
"Well, are you willing to tell me now?"
" ... "
* * *
Clothing, food, and shelter, which are essential for human life.
Among them, 'clothing', which comes first, constitutes a massive entity in business.
Fashion has a strong image as an artistic field, but in reality, it's a highly commercial and fiercely competitive society of endless rivalry.
Because it's a field sensitive to trends and market flows, even if one succeeds in the short term, maintaining it for a long time was almost impossible.
Establishing a 'brand' that can represent the market to that extent is as difficult as founding a small country.
Having lived for a long time without a self, she has a strong affection for fashion that substitutes for her self.
The unfillable emptiness sometimes holds hope in an unattainable mirage.
"...Hmm, okay, I'll invest in you!"
" ... "
An unexpected helper, I felt wariness rather than gratitude. I knew human baseness too well to simply rejoice.
"Let's write the business plan together."
"...Okay."
Perhaps it was a terrible poisoned chalice.
...Cruelly, there was no choice. Her financial situation wasn't comfortable enough, to the point where she had to drink a real poisoned chalice.
Shim Chae-a wrote the plan with the feeling of signing a debtor's document.
...Meanwhile, Lee Ji-yoon.
'Heh... I don't know what she's saying.'
My brain was melting. The reason I said I'd invest was simply because Shim Chae-a's 'mammatong' (breasts) swayed temptingly.
Perhaps a man's obsession with breasts is an extremely infantile, regressive sexual desire, longing for the comfort of sucking his mother's breast in infancy?
To say, 'If breasts are big, milk comes out well, so big breasts are preferred as a biological factor for survival!!' was contradicted by the fact that women's breast milk had no correlation with breast size.
Considering internet statistics that men with less experience with women tend to prefer breasts over the lower body, the infantile regression theory felt more convincing.
'Ung-ae, give me mammas.'
Shim Chae-a's breasts were certainly nutritious snacks for babies.
With a body that drives men crazy right before my eyes, I felt like I was going crazy 'dick-wise'.
I covered my dick, which was stiffly erect like a skyscraper, with my Slime Bag. I don't know how I would have lived without the bag.
"...Where are you looking?"
"Just, your breasts seem incredibly big... I'm envious as a woman (?)."
"Having big breasts isn't helpful in life, I'd rather have moderately small ones like yours."
'...Is she messing with me? If I were a woman, I think I'd be offended.'
Shim Chae-a lifted her breasts. The mass of flesh that jiggled and dropped, it was a gesture indicating they were heavy and uncomfortable.
Seeing her jiggling breasts, my sleeping balls jiggled.
...It's slowly reaching its limit. No matter how strong my patience (?) was, there was a limit. I think I've endured enough if I've endured this much.
I opened my phone. I sent a text message to the only number saved in my contacts.
- Me: Ha-yoon-ah, want to come over to my place after school today?
- So Ha-yoon: !!! Just a momm...ent..
I sensed urgency in her words.
- So Ha-yoon: It's possible, I got permission from Mom!
- Me: OK. The first one to finish should wait at the main gate.
- So Ha-yoon: Yep!
Today is the long-awaited day for sex.
Although the relationship's build-up was still insufficient, I needed to resolve my pent-up sexual desire first.
With Ha-yoon's talent for sex, we'd be able to have sex naturally, even without much build-up.
"...Haa."
Shim Chae-a let out a soulless sigh. It seemed pathetic that I was grinning foolishly while looking at my phone.
"Ah, do you have anything else to say?"
"...No, I also need to organize my thoughts on the business a bit more, so let's talk again during the next department class."
"Understood. I'm glad I can be with you."
I extended my hand for a handshake. Shim Chae-a hesitated, then took my hand with a reluctant expression.
It was the moment the 369th alliance of the [Economics of the Rich] department was born.
* * *
After the department class ended, I went out to the school's main gate.
[Economics of the Rich] had an additional class for about 24 minutes, so Ha-yoon was waiting at the main gate.
I hurried over to her. The distance from the department building to the school's main gate was farther than I thought, so it took a long time to get there.
"Oh dear, I'm so late... I'm really sorry."
"Huh? Oh, no. I didn't even realize I was waiting because I was watching the ants!"
It didn't seem like a lie, as the ants on the ground were carrying insects they had hunted.
"Really? Wow, these ones have really big heads."
Watching the ants' collective behavior was entertaining.
Suddenly, memories of burning ants with a magnifying glass in summer came to mind. During my magnifying glass murderer days... I massacred countless insects.
Since I also hunted flies, which are pests, with discarded fruit peels, I consider myself a righteous slayer in my own way.
After watching the ants with Ha-yoon for a bit, we left the school with our arms linked.
"First, let's stop by the convenience store."
"Yep!"
The convenience store on the way home, I felt like I'd been too irresponsible with sex until now, so this hoicha, I plan to buy condoms whenever I can.
Ttal-lang~.
I was about to go straight to the checkout counter, but there was something that caught my eye.
None other than the display shelf with pantyhose!
'...That's hot?'
Without hesitation, I picked up one pair of flesh-colored stockings and one pair of black stockings.
"Are you going to wear stockings?"
"I'm not going to wear them."
"...?"
Originally, I intended to buy condoms, but I changed my mind. For now, stockings alone are enough.
"Checkout, please."
"Oh my, what pretty students you are."
The auntie smiled sweetly and scanned the barcodes. Somehow, if I had asked for condoms, I probably would have gotten a lecture instead of a sale.
"Ah, please ring this up too."
I additionally bought a piece of bubblegum from the counter.
On the way home.
"So Ji-yoon lives here."
Ha-yoon showed an unfamiliar reaction upon seeing the poorest area of the city.
Now that I think about it, the situation was strange. On the first day I invited her home, I was raped in front of Ha-yoon.
That day, Ha-yoon wore a chillingly sad expression. ...Feeling awkward for no reason, I stroked her head.
"Ha-yoon-ah, do you like me?"
"Yep, I like you a lot!"
"Why?"
"Ji-yoon-ie is pretty... kind... and friendly!"
"Heeh..."
It's time to show my rough side with a surprising charm.