Becoming a Mesugaki
Mesugaki. Fucking hell. This is total bullshit. No, my whole life is bullshit. The world suddenly flipping upside down is bullshit, and the unfair crap I'm dealing with right now is bullshit too.
"Student, you've got a cute butt."
"Piss off."
"Auntie's got some money—can I buy you?"
"I said piss off."
"You're pickier than you look."
No matter how hard I glared and yelled at her to fuck off, this crazy bitch wouldn't leave me alone. Hell, is groping guys' asses on the subway just normal now? I might tolerate a little if someone pretty did it, but some Shimura Ajumma lookalike pawing at my ass? No fucking way I could stomach that.
"Fuck! I said don't touch me, you piece of shit!"
"Aigoo, don't yell so loud, it'll hurt auntie's ears."
"Then don't grope someone else's ass."
"I just touched it 'cause you seemed like my son... don't get so mad, sweetie."
"What kind of psycho bitch gropes a guy her son's age!!!"
Yelling at the Shimura Ajumma lookalike vented some of the rage building up from the harassment. Normally, I wouldn't blow up like that, but ever since the world changed, these ugly-ass aunties kept sexually assaulting me on buses or in public way too often. I tried reporting to the cops, but the process dragged on forever and just pissed me off more. Ask someone for help, and they'd hem and haw before "helping" and hitting on me for my number, making it even worse.
This time, I handed her over to the police and went home. Of course, explaining what happened was a pain, and writing the statement was an even bigger hassle.
"Ah, fuck!"
Thwack.
The second I got home, I hurled a pillow as big as my body at the wall. One thing I'd realized since coming here: being small and weak sucked. If I'd kept my old-world body, I could've judo-thrown these bitches in one shot, and watching them squirm would've been satisfying. Hell, in this world, I didn't even have parents or anyone to lean on.
"Seriously... seriously... why do I have to go through this shit..."
Why me? Why do I have to give up everything I achieved? Why am I the only one getting groped and living uncomfortable? Every move these women made felt disgusting and fake. The ones approaching me with lust in their eyes? Revolting. The ones groping me outright? Even worse. This whole world was just... too fucking gross.
"Huuuh... haa..."
I'd promised Dad I'd never cry as a man. But that promise vanished when I crossed into this world. Dad was gone. The mom who always comforted me. The sister who nagged but took care of me. All gone.
"I... I wanna go back home... huwaaa..."
Salt water streamed from my eyes, stirring up my emotions. Remembering all the injustices I'd endured made me sadder.
"Do I have to change...? I hate being dragged here against my will too."
Yeah, I had to change. If a bird living freely gets caught by humans and locked in a cage, how does it survive? It can't fly like before; it's trapped, staring out at the world through bars. Can't forage for food outside; has to wait for handouts. So how does the bird adapt? Simple. Accept cage life, fawn over the humans.
"Heh? Auntie, you're really groping me? Wanna ruin your life? Haa~?"
"N-no, it was really a mis— a total accident!!"
"Accident, huh? With all this evidence~? Pfft! Auntie, your life's over for real, you know?"
Change. Tease the women who harassed me, blow off steam. Extort money too. Yeah... that's how it's done. Discard the old me from the previous world, embrace the new one. I, Shin Jaejun, would become the infuriating guy who trolls women.
"Hmm... what to do~? Auntie, if the cops see this, you're in deep shit..."
"Please, just once...!"
"Once? Then you shouldn't have touched me... what about my wounded heart?"
"Ah, uh..."
"Ku kuk... this is so fun~."
Fun. Her kneeling, slamming her head on the ground like she had no pride left? Hilarious. Thrilling. This shit was just too damn enjoyable.
"A~ what to do~? Auntie, you married?"
"W-well... y-yes...."
"Married and groping a guy your son's age? For real? Total perv~ Trash~."
She was pissed, fists clenched, trembling. Why get mad when she was the one who groped me? Disgusting.
"Hmmm~ I don't like breaking up families~ Pfft... Auntie."
"Yes?"
"Got money? I'm short on living expenses~ y'know."
I held up three fingers.
"This much might calm me down?"
"R-really? Three hundred really settles it?"
Three hundred? I meant 300,000 won. Whatever, if she pays big, great for me. Sounds good just hearing it.
She punches in the account number herself—money like this prints itself.
"Umm... I'll give you the account. Send by tomorrow, and I'll let it slide."
"For real? Three hundred is really okay?"
"Don't believe me then~ Ku kuk... wanna grab some seolleongtang at the station?"
"No! I'll send it today! Promise!"
She probably felt reborn, buzzing with relief. If she bolts, I'd hand over the evidence photos and recordings to the cops for judgment. Feeling like I'd scored some easy cash, I strolled home slow. Far off, the sun dipped below the horizon, vanishing.
The sun sets and rises again. People take it for granted. Why? It could vanish suddenly—or slip to another world.
Watching the sunset's got me all sentimental...
"Oh? Jaejun, you're back?"
"Ah... hello."
"Coming home later and later. Better hurry—the neighborhood's rough these days."
"Yeah..."
The woman lecturing me was the landlord's daughter from my villa. Her eyes always raking my bare legs pissed me off, but what could I do? Jealous? Move out.
"Rent due when?"
"By tomorrow."
Shit... forgot about rent. Still got plenty left though... should be fine.
"Gonna head in..."
"Oh, and."
Ah, fuck...
"And, got a girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
"Ah~ I see."
Asking about a girlfriend every damn time annoyed the hell out of me. This shithole villa. I'd ditch it someday. I slipped inside before more nagging.
Tch... felt good from the cash earlier, but her face soured my mood. Now what at home? I'd bought a PC and gear with last earnings, could game, but no interest. Fun with old friends... but alone, without friends or family, it was hard to enjoy.
Maybe some fun vids? Fired up Mitube.
"Not much worth watching."
World with genders swapped. Streamers, YouTubers—all flipped. Felt weird, gross; couldn't watch long.
-Waaahhh!! This is too haaard~!
A guy my size streamed games on his phone. Whining about an easy game, raking in cash from female viewers.
People actually enjoy this crap?
The live chat was a new world. It annoyed me, but viewers cheered, loved it, donated big.
Could I do this? I saw the potential. Control emotions, make bank—like that streamer.
"Could I pull that off too?"
This broadcast changed my life. A chance.
Gulp... Throat tightened, body moved on its own. Used the 3 mil from blackmailing auntie for streaming gear. Not all expensive stuff's best—researched value.
Cost-performance... cost-performance... Paid rent, blew most remaining cash. Didn't care. Fail? Sell my body. Use that for next shot. This world's allowance. Sucks, but yeah.
"Huu... calm down... this is just the start."
[Stream starting.]
Stream Title: Mesugaki Inbang
Mesugaki... knew in this world they called guys like me osagaki or mesugaki.
"Haa? You don't even know that? Trash~♥"
Not Shin Jaejun anymore. I became Meki, the mesugaki streamer. My first broadcast.