Chapter 14
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: #Bridge: But Now with Added Stickiness
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Ding-a-ling.
Stepping into the office, I saw the two of them bustling about from the morning.
"What's this?"
I asked while stuffing the printed materials into my bag.
Kim Woohyun, who was wearing work gloves and sliding a partition aside, spotted me and grinned.
"New partitions arrived, so we were installing them."
"From the morning? The delivery guys are impressive."
I set my bag down at my desk and walked over.
I picked up one of the scattered work gloves, slipped it on, and helped him out.
U Dayoung was using a cutter knife to snip through the packaging ropes one by one.
Once unwrapped, she'd carry the partitions over and start assembling them.
"We'll use this area as the office, and put up a divider over there to make a meeting room."
The space was far too big for just the three of us, so it sometimes felt a bit desolate.
"You're making a break room too, right?"
"Yeah, planning to set it up by the door with a pantry."
"Mm-hmm? Mm-hmm."
I nodded along as we busily installed all the delivered partitions from the morning.
Then U Dayoung opened a box that had come with them and pulled out some nameplates.
[Filming Team]
[Editing Team 1]
[Editing Team 2]
It felt great seeing our plans come to life one by one.
U Dayoung grabbed a stepladder and installed them up high.
"Business cards will be ready soon too. I ordered a hundred each."
Kim Woohyun looked pleased. I shrugged.
Seeing him so happy even lifted my own spirits.
That day, we threw open the windows wide and started a full spring clean.
"Whew~. So tiring~."
U Dayoung said, sweeping back her sweat-dampened hair.
Kim Woohyun and I were just as drenched in sweat as we sat down and opened a delivery app.
"Let's order something cool. Phew."
We placed orders for kongguksu noodles, cold noodles, and galbi dumplings for lunch, then picked up the mop to wrap up the cleaning.
"Hey, what's this? Reggae style."
I tore open a packaging, draped a clean rag over my head, and struck a swaying pose.
"Hey, hey. Idiot smoking a vape and Mild Seven at the same time! Hey, hey!"
"...Her energy never drops, huh?"
U Dayoung poked the laughing Kim Woohyun beside her and asked.
"It's fun, though."
"Eww~, being friends with that guy is just..."
I pointed at her with my finger.
"Hey, the reason we're friends is 'cause you're nuts too."
"Hey!"
She jumped up to grab me, but she had no chance against my dodging.
"Come on, enough, let's finish cleaning, you two~."
Thanks to Kim Woohyun's intervention, we got back to cleaning.
§
On the way home, I grabbed some takeout from Egg Drop.
The sun hung over the ridgeline, casting an orange glow that filtered through the clouds in strange patterns.
Ding-a-ling.
Back home, I plopped down in front of the computer right away.
"Let's see..."
The videos had all been transferred to files.
In them, U Dayoung wore an awkward expression as she followed my instructions to the letter.
"Wow, shit. The more I watch, the more amazing this power seems."
I'd just written it in a notebook, never imagining this would happen.
It wasn't some cliché from an erotic novel.
Whenever I'd seen stuff like candles, pendulums, or hypnosis apps, I'd just dismissed them as jokes.
I reached out and started editing the videos one by one.
First, I cut out the unnecessary parts and merged them without any corrections.
Looking at it now, it was no different from a full-on porn clip.
Rustle.
I pulled the Scenario Book from my bag and reread the scenario I'd written.
The fact that just writing it in a notebook had made this happen was so bizarre I kept chuckling.
"Ah..."
The merge was done; time to name the file.
Arms crossed, pondering, I eventually went simple.
[Neulsom Studio - #U Dayoung]
I saved it and had a moment of absurd amusement.
"Should've coded it like AV porn."
Even I thought that was ridiculous, so I shook my head.
"Next one..."
Munching on the takeout, I opened Photoshop.
To prep a photo for the next piece.
With detailed content and props, immersion ramped up fast while discomfort crept in slowly.
"...Gotta go through this grind every time...?"
But then her plump ass and that neatly closed line of pink came to mind.
Sorry, Woohyun, but thinking of U Dayoung's voluptuous body got me hard quick.
She'd just been a friend before, but now everything had changed.
"Just a little taste. Sorry, Woohyun."
I'd griped at first about moving from Seoul to Gyeonggi, but not anymore.
"I'll still hang with you, Woohyun—no breaking up. Just a taste. Just one bite to share."
Muttering to myself, I opened Hangeul and started writing the next scenario.
Though I'd have to copy it by hand into the Scenario Book once done here.
§
One day wasn't enough to write the scenario.
For a proper one, I had to dig out my old major textbooks for the first time in ages.
"Can I just carry over the previous one?"
From what I'd seen so far, memory seemed to wipe after a scenario ended. Could I continue it?
I wasn't sure about continuing, but I decided to experiment this time.
§
Three days passed, and as the scenario neared completion, the company got a new hire.
"Hello! Seniors! I'm Won Yuchan!"
Won Yuchan, round like a marshmallow, greeted us with curved smiling eyes.
Same major, so we'd bumped into each other at school often.
"Ooh, Yuchan, it's been a while~."
I waved like we were buddies.
"He was at another studio and came over after my call—a grateful friend."
"Oh~, Yuchan~. Nice to see you~."
Won Yuchan smiled warmly and bowed again.
Not super tall, but hefty, so his breathing was a bit labored.
"Saw his work—it's solid. So not as assistant, but Editing Team 2 leader."
At Kim Woohyun's words, I stuck out my lower lip.
"Turning all staff into execs—not bad."
We all pitched in to set up his desk and chair.
The new computer gleamed.
"Siu, just tell him what to do."
"Ah, okay okay."
After a quick morning meeting, I approached Won Yuchan.
"Yuchan, first up, something important."
"What is it?"
Chubby, but same bright personality as ever.
I leaned my arm on the partition and pointed out the window.
"Nice day, cool breeze—perfect for a smoke, right?"
"Yes, Senior."
"Good, a proper student. Let's go."
As Won Yuchan and I headed out for a smoke, U Dayoung waved angrily.
"Hey~! Teaching smokes right away?!"
"Just showing the good spot."
In the alley, cig in mouth, I asked.
"Editing skills?"
"Yes, just hand it over—I'll nail it!"
"Sure sure. Email and such to me, I'll send tasks right away."
Won Yuchan pulled out his lighter with his bulky frame, lit my cig, then his own.
"Feels like uni days with two guys, huh."
"Haha, yes, Senior."
"What senior."
We chatted lightly over smokes.
Previous place paid well, but he said turnover was insane.
"Suck, probably same here."
"Feels better than before, plus I know seniors."
Uni: classes together, occasional smokes—that was it.
Dept full of women, even fewer guy smokers.
"Anyway, let's do well, Yuchan."
"Yes!"
I offered a hand; he wiped his on pants and shook.
§
Friday.
With Won Yuchan here, work felt way more relaxed.
"Wow, shit. Look at those fingers fly."
His fingers were chubby too, but faster than mine. Impressive.
"Previous place burned me out... haha!"
He said that, but I could see how rough it'd been.
No overtime on day one—he called it heaven. I patted his shoulder quietly.
"Senior, after work tonight...?"
He mimed downing a shot of soju.
"Nah, too much work today."
"Too bad..."
"Later for drinks. Sorry."
"No worries. Can't be helped."
I patted his shoulder again and headed home.
More important than drinks.
"For a wild weekend, booze ain't key."
Home, fired up the computer, opened the scenario I'd slaved over for days.
Over twenty pages.
"Wow, shit. When'll I copy this..."
Had to, though.
No friends here—weekend floating otherwise.
"Gotta make the weekend count, Dayoung."
A sleazy grin crept across my face.
Copying letter by letter, even I looked like a total perv.
"Ah, fuck, already horny as hell."
I groped my hard cock, shifted for comfort.
Scribble scribble.
Hours in, still tons left.
Grabbed water from dispenser, checked Scenario Book progress.
"Looks thin, but not shrinking. Or is it?"
Tilted my head and kept copying.
Deep night, beasts of the city asleep, finally done.
"Story's real sticky. Suck, can't wait, fuck."
I stretched my stiff body, about to dot the final period, when points hit me.
[Immersion: 3%]
[Discomfort: 1%]
The immersion and discomfort from the previous work had dropped a lot.
The text glowed faintly, like shaded with sky-blue pencil.
I pressed the pen to a letter, and text appeared beside it.
[Would you like to use Points?]
[Y/N]
"Oh?"
It looked like a normal notebook, but the real-time interaction was wild.
I grinned and selected YES on the discomfort.
[Discomfort fixed at current 1% for one work.]