Do You Like Cosplay?
"It was fun yesterday."
She mentioned last night's events while eating breakfast at the fast-food joint. I asked her a few questions about it, confirming that she remembered most of it. Jiyeon explained that the lines about Eleanor she'd spouted were all made-up settings she'd come up with on the spot.
"Like, I'm amazed too! How did I even think of that? Do I have a knack for writing or something?"
She giggled excitedly again. But she didn't properly remember saving the cat or scaling the walls—just that she'd hugged and petted a stray cat that passed by, and struck a cute pose with her foot on the wall. That was the extent of her recollection.
It had to be the effect of the Setting Card <Alternate Memory>.
Setting Card <Alternate Memory>
After AV Making ends, all targets involved will remember any inexplicable events from the making period as plausible scenarios they can accept.
To her, nothing about yesterday seemed remotely strange.
"Alright, go study hard then."
"I'm kinda tired, so I dunno if I can focus. Think I'll just nap through class. Someone kept tormenting me all night, y'know."
She chats with me without a care for who's watching. Is she doing it on purpose?
"Go on. Hurry up. Please."
I scanned the area again, hustling. It was rush hour near the office, after all. Jiyeon stuck out her tongue playfully and skipped off toward the subway with light steps. I told her to take a taxi since she must be exhausted, but she insisted they made her uncomfortable. I watched her retreating figure for a moment. Such a cute, lovable girl. Way too good for a guy like me.
That day, I didn't give her the guarantee for the video we'd shot overnight. If possible, I planned to skip it every time and hand over two or three at once. I knew it burdened her, but I figured batching them was better overall.
After handling urgent work at the office, I checked the video I'd uploaded at dawn.
'Perverted Otaku Cameraman Gets Horny During Private Photoshoot with Carnivorous Busty Girl—Super Cute! Assassin Cat Girl's Awesome Acrobatics Included'
What an utterly humiliating title. Jeez. No need to ask who the perverted otaku cameraman was supposed to be.
I was so baffled that at lunchtime, I found a quiet spot to watch it.
Hmm... It opens with a cute girl signing a contract at a desk and greeting the guy. They head to the studio together, where she changes and starts posing. The man's face never shows, but his silhouette—glasses, camera around his neck, massive gut—is unmistakable. Sigh... No matter how I look at it, that's me. And yeah, total pervert otaku vibes.
I appreciated how it disguised the performer's real appearance till now... but turning me into that kind of creep? Still, it fit the video perfectly. Damn it.
The chubby otaku forces the cosplayer girl into all sorts of perverted poses, slowly stripping her. Midway, he slips her an aphrodisiac, making her go into heat and pounce. Whoa! The cat girl's face came out incredibly alluring. No one would mistake her for Jia—she was just a stunningly attractive woman.
After one round, they go for a walk. Suddenly, the cat girl dashes off, saves a cat, scales the wall, and leaps to the rooftop—all captured perfectly. Turns out, the cosplay cat girl was a real cat girl from a fantasy world, here to grant the otaku's wish. They head to a love hotel for a night of ecstasy.
The otaku wakes up alone, photos mostly gone except a few ordinary ones. He can't tell if it was real or a dream. Pure adult video schlock.
But the star cat girl stole the show. Her cuteness was a given, but the realistic ears and tail—impossible in other cosplay vids—plus the wall-climbing acrobatics rivaled blockbuster films. The production value was leagues ahead. No adult vid packs special effects like this. Western cosplay porns sometimes ape movies—medieval fantasy, Star Wars parodies, superhero spoofs—with film-quality costumes and visuals. But effects? College thesis level at best.
I wondered how much it'd boost sales. Adult buyers probably don't care about realism anyway. Still, as the creator, I was thrilled. It's the kind of vid you'd hoard and rewatch forever.
But sales? Cosplay stuff releases nonstop, yet rarely tops charts or goes viral. Niche, I guess. Whatever. I'm not doing this for money. As long as I enjoy it, that's enough. Profit is a bonus; loss, oh well. Doubt it'll lose much—2 million for Jiyeon's guarantee plus 300k editing fees is my total outlay.
That afternoon—the day of our cosplay romp—I headed to Hanul Building in Gangnam for a check.
Site Card <Prison>
"A prison... seriously?"
It was in the same building as the pool—23rd floor then, B8 now. Elevator only went to B2. Holding the <Prison> card, it plunged deeper: B3... Finally, doors opened at B8.
A dim corridor stretched out—prime horror movie vibes. Shaking off the creeps, I followed it to a thick steel door with a lock. Instinct told me how to open it. Card activated—click. Inside: a spacious reception with sofa, table, and two more doors. One fancy wooden, the other reinforced steel.
I tried the wooden one first. Unexpected: ornate desk, display cabinets, plush sofas—like a CEO's office. Boss suite?
Back out, steel door next. Locked too. Card—open. Dim hall lined with barred cells on both sides. Real deal. Each about 40-50 sq ft: cold concrete, bunk bed, sink, toilet. But unlike cop cells or prisons: wall rings, dangling chains for restraints. Modern jails would riot over human rights.
Whoa, that amps the dread. Being locked in here? Terrifying. Good thing it's not for me—I toured freely. At least ten cells, ending in a wide chamber packed with horrors: racks, dunk tanks, water wheels half-submerged, mystery torture gear. Just seeing it would make anyone piss themselves. Visual terror alone packs a punch, use or no.
Walls had more doors: specialized torture rooms, pitch-black solitary. Built to imprison and torment.
Frankly, us civilians get chills just looking. Rarely need something this extreme. After browsing, I found the gear room—vicious whips, canes, paddles galore.
I picked a classic leather one. Label attached.
◈ Instills fear in the target.
◈ Produces a brutally harsh cracking sound.
◈ May cause mild pain.
◈ Fear triggered purely by sound and visual swing.
◈ Swing with full force—no injury risk.
Other tools too.
◈ High-quality leather with excellent elasticity.
◈ Silicone-treated contact surfaces prevent skin damage even when tightened hard.
◈ May leave minor marks post-use.
Whips, canes, paddles, ugly clubs—all zero injury risk. Makes sense for adult vids—performer safety first. Eases my mind. Time to drag someone here for play soon.
Then, something truly grotesque caught my eye.
◈ PVC with metal plating.
◈ Silicone-coated blade—no skin cuts.
◈ Press handle button for fake blood from blade.
Fake or not, terrifying. Press it to skin, blood oozing—pure horror. Corner had drums and mystery sacks I didn't wanna know about.
Heading out, I checked the office again. Post-tour, it felt different—like a sadistic warden's den. Desk screamed sturdy—hold three, four girls no problem. Corner: king bed with restraint rings galore. Private prison boss fuck-pad, obviously. Endless possibilities.
One more thing: antique phone on desk. Dial-less, labeled extension buttons.
Ah, right—card mentioned that. No torture or tying experience? Experts on call. Whole place screams purpose-built set for a genre. Fine then. Time for some fun filming, no holds barred.