Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Scenario 3: Friends Jenga SSUL
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U Dayoung.
Saturday.
She'd planned to sleep in for the first time in ages since it was the weekend, but then she got a call from Nam Siu.
[Hey, this is huge. Get over to my place quick.]
Still half-asleep, she called him back.
[Hey! Come to my place! The views are exploding.]
"Ugh, what...?"
It took her a few seconds to process what he meant.
Then it hit her. "Oh! The one we uploaded to premium last time?"
[Yeah~! It's blowing up! Already over a million views. And it's one won per view! Insane.]
Her eyes flew wide open at his explanation.
Any lingering sleepiness vanished in an instant.
"R-Really? Okay, I'm coming right now."
Even if it meant leaving that embarrassing video up, she figured it could help Kim Woohyun, who was always so considerate of her.
She kicked off the covers, got out of bed, and rummaged through her closet for some clothes.
No shooting planned for today, so she skipped makeup.
She threw on a purple plain boxy tee that clung just right, paired it with tight black hot pants, and topped it with a ball cap.
Then white socks and pink-and-white sneakers before heading out.
"Ding~! Where you off to~?"
"Gotta go help with work for a bit!"
Her mom called out as she rushed for the door, so she yelled back and bolted.
Her small handbag got caught in her cleavage, but she didn't have time to fix it—she just grabbed a taxi straight to Nam Siu's place.
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Ding-dong.
The intercom buzzed at the first-floor entrance.
The door unlocked, and moments later U Dayoung burst in.
She looked like she'd rushed over without even washing up.
"...You sleep through a shower or what?"
"Why bother washing up just to see you~?"
"Works for me."
He'd seen her bare-faced plenty back in college, so it wasn't a shock.
Besides, her light makeup didn't make much difference anyway.
"So, how's it looking?"
At her question, he put on a surprised face and dove right into the act.
"This thing's a hit. Come check it out."
There was no such site, of course.
He booted up his computer and opened the fake video he'd made to pass as the site.
"Look at this. See the views?"
He positioned himself so she couldn't touch the mouse.
Glancing at her face, she didn't seem suspicious.
"This one? Whoa..."
He showed her the views racing toward two million.
"Gotta hit ten vids before they pay out, though."
"Oh, really?"
He feigned disappointment.
As she leaned in close, her home scent and body warmth washed over him.
His dick twitched foolishly again, so he discreetly pressed it down and kept up the act.
"And this one's..."
He switched to the next video.
"The one I just uploaded. Fully edited and all."
"No way?"
"Let's hook it up to the TV in the living room."
He deliberately left the computer room and moved to the living room.
U Dayoung trailed after him to the sofa.
"Hold on."
He sat her down in the living room and sneaked a peek at the Scenario Book.
🍀 Immersion:7%
⚡ Discomfort:1%
Discomfort looked shaded in like sky-blue pencil.
Locked discomfort meant this was gonna be fun no matter what he pulled.
He pocketed the book and headed back to the living room to play the video.
[Ahh! Hah! Heuk! Hng!]
U Dayoung moaning loud and clear as he pleasured her.
"Ugh. This is really..."
Her face flushed red. Seeing herself like that on video was clearly embarrassing.
Next up was her stroking him off with the onahole.
"Edited it rough since I was short on time. But it's super popular."
"Really? Well, that's a relief..."
As the video ended and the screen went black, U Dayoung let out a sigh of relief.
"Phew, I was worried. What if it flopped..."
"Yeah, me too, honestly."
He scratched his cheek, about to continue, when thunder rumbled outside.
Rumble!
He and U Dayoung peered out the living room window.
Dark clouds had rolled in, lightning flashing in the distance.
Flash.
"Eek!"
Startled, U Dayoung yelped and recoiled.
Rumble! Boom!
She flinched at the massive crack.
"Better close the doors and draw the curtains."
He shut everything tight and pulled the curtains.
It felt like night in the middle of the day.
Click.
He turned on the living room lights and made her some warm yuzu tea.
"Anyway, money comes later. Gotta shoot more first. So here's the thing."
U Dayoung took the warm cup and looked at him.
"Ah, it's stuffy. AC first."
He flicked on the air conditioning and sat with her on the sofa.
"I was thinking about the next content?"
"Yeah? What's that?"
"It's trending on the premium site lately..."
He pulled out the Jenga from beside the sofa.
"Jenga?"
"Yeah. But 29+ version."
"29+?"
She looked clueless. Perfect.
"Yeah, check it out."
He opened the Jenga and showed her a few blocks.
Her eyes went wide as she read them, then she stared at him.
"This...?"
"Yeah. Or we could use those toys we didn't get to last time."
U Dayoung pondered it.
"Hng, but... what if Woohyun sees?"
"That's why I'm asking. You pick."
He deliberately handed her the choice.
To let her stew on it herself.
Without points, this would've been buildup time.
To nudge her decision, he added,
"I think it's fine. It's trending hard, good views, and while the iron's hot, might as well go all in."
"You think...?"
He scratched the back of his neck.
"Need ten vids. Thinking of pulling an all-nighter till tomorrow. Ah, if you do it, that is."
He'd picked the weekend for a reason.
Planned to get filthy and sticky all day.
U Dayoung fiddled with her teacup, lost in thought.
The outcome was set, but he played it like he respected her call.
"First time and now. If you want to, we'll do it. Feels too 19+ for me to push it myself."
"..."
The scenario had her agonizing built in.
Buildup stretched till lunchtime, so he watched her reactions leisurely.
With points like this, he'd have grabbed her ass the second she arrived.
Tick-tock.
Only the clock and occasional sips broke the silence.
"He... Woohyun won't see this, right?"
"Nah, it's membership-only, blocked in Korea anyway. Mostly foreigners watching."
"Ah..."
She took a sip and said to him,
"You okay with this?"
"Huh? With what?"
"Filming stuff like this with me."
He glanced at the wall clock.
Plenty of time left, but he met her eyes squarely.
"Woohyun's a friend, sure, but he's super mature, taught me a ton, helped me out plenty."
"...Yeah."
"So when you said you wanted to do this to help him, I was all in. Wanted to help too."
He caught her conflicted expression softening a bit.
Riding the momentum, he lowered his voice and amped up the act.
"I know it's 19+. But I'm cool with it. If selling my face helps Woohyun."
His conviction made her fingers twitch.
Confirmed he could chain stories from the last one too.
Whether memories stuck or only returned during scenario writes, he couldn't pinpoint yet.
"We can skip it. Shame, but just take down the premiums."
"Ah."
Realizing she'd lose all that cash deepened her frown.
Tick-tock.
Time flew mercilessly.
Past 11 a.m.
Pour...
Rain filled the pauses between ticks, livening the quiet.
Made him wonder if the buildup dragged too long.
"We've started. Let's do it, Siu."
He cheered inwardly. Knew she would, but hearing it fresh thrilled him.
He nodded solemnly.
"Just ten vids, cash out, then bail. Hit-and-run for the money. Sound good?"
"Th-That okay?"
"Yeah, rules say so."
The weekend was just getting started.
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U Dayoung.
Watching the setup in the living room, she wrestled with her thoughts.
'Never done that for Woohyun even once...'
Stuff she'd thought was gross.
Licking it clean, getting on all fours like a dog—no way she could've imagined it.
Come to think, even the onahole handjob was a first in her life.
Thinking back made her core tingle.
That peak pleasure, etched in once.
Orgasm.
She'd heard of it but dismissed it as lies before.
"..."
With mixed feelings, she watched Nam Siu.
Serious face, setting up cameras and props.
No trace of his usual playfulness.
'Siu's serious about this too.'
If she felt that way, how bad must it be for him?
Doing this with his close friend's girlfriend, no less.
She couldn't imagine it for herself.
But Kim Woohyun's name united their resolve.
'Yeah, for Woohyun.'
Mind set, her chest lightened.
"Siu, what can I help with?"
"Huh? Uh, lights under here?"
"Ah, sure."
She set small lights on the floor.
"Shift left a bit. Perfect."
Setup done, he placed Jenga on the rug table and called her.
"Come sit."
Last tweaks finished, he stood and said,
"Let's start shooting. Eight vids means we're tight on time."
"Ah, okay."
Cameras in front, they sat side by side on the sofa.
Clap!
Nam Siu clapped instead of a slate.
'One, two, three.'
Counting down in her head, she faced the camera and shouted,
"Hi everyone! U Dayoung, besties with this guy~!"
"Nam Siu here!"