Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: #4.5 Scenario: Gender Sensitivity
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As I stepped into the office, Kim Woohyun and Won Yuchan greeted me warmly.
"Siu, Dayoung, good work out there. Must've been tough, right?"
"Nope, wasn't bad at all."
"...For someone saying that, take a look at your face."
At Kim Woohyun's concern, I checked the mirror and sure enough, I looked completely drained.
On the other hand, U Dayoung's face was plump and glowing, making me wonder if fox spirits that sucked out life force really existed.
"Anyway, that's not the point. I'll compile the footage from the site survey and send it over."
"Ah, thanks. Appreciate the hard work."
The scenario was one thing, but right now it was time to focus on work.
I sat down and gave my still sore balls a quick squeeze to adjust my posture.
"Mm..."
After organizing the backed-up materials, I storyboarded the shots and put together a briefing packet.
It took until after lunch and into the afternoon to finish.
Clap clap!
I clapped to draw attention for the meeting.
"Hey hey, gather 'round, let's have a meeting."
One by one, we took seats at the long table in the center.
Drag.
I pulled out the whiteboard, pinned up the compiled materials one by one, and started the briefing.
"We've all seen the places, but they wanted that 'young vibe' these days. So I'm thinking heavy filters."
Kim Woohyun listened intently, even taking notes.
"Ratios like this—what do you think?"
"Hm... Looks good. I'll run it by them."
"Okay, next up is copywriting, but I'll do that after editing's done. Shots like this."
The meeting dragged on. Whenever someone pointed out gaps, I jotted them down right there.
"How long do you think filming will take?"
"Hm... At least a week? And I have to go alone, right?"
I wanted to bring U Dayoung, but company needs made it impossible.
With just Kim Woohyun and Won Yuchan, the workload coming in was too heavy for two people.
"You up for it?"
"Actually turned out for the best. Handheld feels more like travel vlogs anyway—way better."
Meeting wrapped, and I prepped to head out.
"Woohyun, I'm clocking out first. Too wiped to do more today."
"Ah, yeah yeah. Good work."
Kim Woohyun even stood up to see me off.
Pat.
At the first-floor stairs, I patted his shoulder.
"Woohyun, thanks for trusting me."
"Nah, I'm the one who's grateful—you're busting your ass. Once this project's done, we'll hire more help even if it's tough."
"Yeah, yeah."
I only said the cringey stuff when it was just us.
I needed that infinite trust from Kim Woohyun.
For the trust I'd built up for future episodes down the line.
"See ya~."
I waved goodbye and boarded the bus home.
I needed a full day to crash.
"Ah~, those three days and two nights were insane."
I started the laundry and lay on the bed for a bit—next thing I knew, I was out.
I woke at dawn, rubbing my eyes, remembered the laundry, hung it up, grabbed cup ramen from the cupboard, and poured hot water.
"Yaaawn."
Fatigue wouldn't budge, so I stretched in the living room.
"Yawn."
After nonstop yawns, I grabbed the steaming ramen and headed to the small room.
Powered up the PC and transferred videos backed up on my laptop.
Slurp.
While slurping ramen and watching YouTube, I checked the uploaded videos one by one.
No slate meant uneven audio.
Finding edit points was a pain.
"Gotta do it anyway..."
Dildo play, outdoor exposure, pretending to be lovers.
I cut them separately and started editing.
By the time editing wrapped, the sun was up.
"Save this for later use..."
I stored the edited files separately.
[U Dayoung]
I organized the videos in her folder, then gathered the other pulled materials.
[Gender Sensitivity Training Video]
Even to me, it looked convincingly like an official document.
I packed it carefully in my bag and headed to work.
This Thursday morning was surprisingly bright and clear.
A few white clouds dotted the sky, but it wasn't as hot as expected.
Probably the cool breeze.
It'd get sticky by lunchtime, though.
Hiss.
Bus dropped me at the office—no one else around but me.
"Yawn. Man, still sleepy."
Despite a rough wash-up, I was beat.
Sat down, fixed yesterday's feedback points, and folks trickled in, filling seats.
"Yuchan, smoke break."
"Yessir."
Grabbed Won Yuchan, loaded with snacks, and headed to the first floor for a cig.
One smoke and some of his snacks later, my stomach settled a bit.
"Siu."
Kim Woohyun leaned over the partition, handing me a sheet.
"What's this?"
"Rental list for this gig."
Drones, cameras, mics—decent gear.
"Ah, thanks."
Post-lunch, the rentals arrived quick.
Rip.
Unboxed, checked each piece, hooked to the PC, tweaked balances to my taste.
Tiny company of four, but work piled like mountains.
Still, downtime let me hit up U Dayoung.
Leaned on her partition while she edited audio.
"Hey. Smoke?"
"...What? You know I don't smoke."
"Gender sensitivity."
Her eyes widened at the words.
"Results already?"
"Yeah, they seemed rushed. Contact said they need results fast for performance."
"Really?"
Gov-funded, no way results in a day—unless low discomfort let it slide easy.
"That's what I wanted to talk about."
"Ah, sure. Shoot."
Up the stairs, onto the roof.
Third floor was for lease—empty. Roof just had junk.
Lit a cig first.
"You passed, anyway. Check this."
U Dayoung read the handout.
"Portfolio impressed 'em. If you're cool, film today, send tomorrow."
"...In one day?"
"Yeah, storyboarded just in case."
"..."
U Dayoung crossed her arms, pondering.
"One day doable?"
"Doable, yeah. Whew."
She watched the smoke, then nodded.
"Okay, I'll trust you. After all that portfolio work... it'd be weird if I bailed."
"Huh? If you didn't want to, no filming. Not forcing it."
A small smile tugged her lips.
She glanced aside, shyly adding,
"Still, thanks. Watching you work, I get it."
"...Get what?"
"Honestly, you're the busiest at Neulsom Studio—you and Woohyun."
The embedded scenario was working. Plus synergy from my usual image.
"But you always hated it. I wanna do more, but... this one's the last."
"...R-Really okay?"
"Yeah, earned plenty. Pay you as soon as it hits."
She looked a tad regretful.
After shoots, she'd grown attached to the channel.
"Alright~, back inside~."
Stamped out the butt and headed in.
"After work, come straight to my place."
I said it before entering.
"Got it~."
Her reply followed me in.
Pissed in the bathroom mirror—face looked recovered from yesterday's hollow.
Sore balls and aching dick felt better too.
"Thought age was catching up, but nah."
Just 27, but old man next to fresh 20-year-olds.
Washed up, wrapped work, heading out—Won Yuchan grabbed me.
"Bro, drink tonight?"
"You always wanna drink. Tomorrow."
"Aw~, craving now though."
"Tomorrow, my treat, Yuchan."
Left him pouting, headed home.
Woohyun and Dayoung's date tonight—they'd come after.
U Dayoung.
Sizzle.
Kim Woohyun spoke over the sizzling meat.
"How was the site survey?"
"Survey? Uh, good."
Not really surveying—three days of nonstop sex flooded her mind.
Didn't want to, but couldn't stop thinking.
"Yeah? Not too rough?"
"Kinda rough, but still..."
First day with the dildo moving nonstop was tiring.
Different kind, but message got through.
"Siu worked super hard."
Shook off stray thoughts with chit-chat.
"Super... like, super dedicated...?"
"Yeah? You used to call him kinda flaky."
She pouted at Woohyun's amused words.
"Thought so too~. But working with him? Not at all..."
His all-in passion flipped her view plenty.
Woohyun plated her done meat.
"Right? Kid's great at work. And deeper than he seems."
She nodded at her boyfriend.
Bathtub naked hug talk flashed—face flushed.
Post-meal, awkward time—nearby café.
"Woohyun... straight home tonight?"
He smiled.
"Gotta catch up at home. Weekend free—beach?"
"Beach~?"
"Yeah, Incheon spot. Let's go."
Weekend date locked. Work killed dates lately—finally.
She grabbed his hand, beaming.
"Sounds good."
Home, shower, crash—short but deep sleep, woke refreshed.
"Haa~."
Quick yawn, just panties on, prepped for filming.
"Gender sensitivity... even I think it's bullshit."
Admired my fake doc, impressed.
"Date should be wrapping now."
Ding dong.
Doorbell right on cue.
"Whoa."
Amazed at my foresight, buzzed open the front gate downstairs.