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-lololol
-(Smiling emoticon)
-Hwasoon is still popular.
-To bang her, maybe 10 million won? That bitch is so money-hungry these days, she won't even look at anything less.
Crazy.
10 million won?
It's not like she has a gold-plated pussy.
10 million won for one go?
That's an absurd price.
-If you're interested, should I set it up?
But Lee Hyunwoo couldn't say no.
This was a room where only wealthy Big Hands gathered.
Lee Hyunwoo is also known as a Big Hand.
A rich guy who can casually drop 1 billion won a month.
-Yes. Please do. But do I have to pay in cash? Can I give it in coins? I don't have cash this month.
-She probably won't like that. She has to pay taxes.
-She might not like it, but if I give her extra to cover the taxes, she'll probably be happy.
-Wait, let me ask her first. I'll ask if she's willing and about the coins.
While waiting for the Big Hand's reply.
Lee Hyunwoo looked at Lee Yerin, who was still licking his cock.
Perhaps because it was hard to keep sucking, the speed had slowed down significantly compared to the beginning.
"Noona."
"Oh! Hyunwoo-ya!"
"Is it hard?"
"A little... No, it's very hard. Of course, I like making you happy, but... my mouth hurts so much because of the cuts inside."
"Really? Then do you want to go home?"
Lee Yerin didn't miss the chance to act cute and pitiful.
But such aegyo didn't work on Lee Hyunwoo anymore.
Startled by Lee Hyunwoo's cold reaction, she lowered her head again.
"You want to be with me that much?"
"Yes! Totally! I want to stick to you every single day!"
"That's impossible. Can you really do well from now on?"
"I'll do well. I'll definitely do well. I will never do anything you don't like."
"I don't really trust you. But shall I try? Fine. Let's sleep together tonight."
"Really?"
At Lee Hyunwoo's words, Lee Yerin's expression bloomed like a flower.
She is fucking pretty, though.
"Go wash up."
"Okay!"
Lee Hyunwoo, who sent Lee Yerin to the bathroom, focused on his smartphone again.
Roughly calculating the money sent by the female streamers, it was a little over 13 million won.
Adding in Lee Yerin's, who hadn't sent money yet, the calculation was about right.
Since Lee Yerin is with him, he could just collect it later...
-I asked.
For now, he had to focus on this.
-Yes. Hyung-nim, I'm listening.
-She said okay for now. But schedule-wise, it looks like next Monday? She has her day off on Tuesday. So she said let's meet on Monday. Are you free?
-I'm a bum, so I have plenty of time.
-OK, I'll pass that on. Before that, go visit her broadcast to say hi. I'll send you her number.
-(BJ Hwasoon's phone number)
Lee Hyunwoo saved the phone number of Hwasoon he received.
He wouldn't contact her right away.
As the Big Hand said, it would be better to visit her broadcast to say hello first before reaching out.
He wasn't going to propose a cashback deal anyway.
Hwasoon is a communal cum bucket for the Big Hands.
He couldn't monopolize her, nor did he intend to.
"Hyunwoo-ya! I'm done washing. Are you going to wash too? Or should I wash you?"
"You'll wash me?"
"Yes! I'm good at washing others. I've even done volunteer work for that. Want to leave it to me?"
Lee Hyunwoo willingly let Lee Yerin bathe him.
She was indeed good at bathing service.
Is it because she's a woman?
Her skill at washing his body softly was no joke.
His cock started to get hard again.
There was no need to hold back.
Lee Hyunwoo pounced on Lee Yerin right there.
Lee Yerin was also happy, opening her arms and hugging Lee Hyunwoo tightly.
The next day.
Lee Hyunwoo woke up feeling the softness and warmth beside him.
He liked the reality of feeling the fragrant scent of a woman and her soft skin as soon as he opened his eyes.
'Even with bruises on her face, she's fucking pretty. If only it weren't for her personality. Fuck.'
Lee Yerin's cheeks, which had been beaten for several hours, were noticeably swollen.
But even that swollen face was pretty.
It was truly a scam-level appearance.
She looked like an angel while sleeping soundly.
But inside, she was a devil.
"Mmm... Hyunwoo-ya."
Lee Hyunwoo enjoyed the leisure under the blanket, touching her soft skin on her breasts and buttocks.
After a while, Lee Yerin opened her eyes.
She smiled bashfully as she made eye contact with Lee Hyunwoo.
Then she kissed his lips lightly.
"Wake up. Let's go eat breakfast. And after that, I have to go work out."
"Work out? Where are you going? Can I come with you?"
"The gym. I signed up for PT. Noona, you can't come. Your face is so swollen and bruised."
"Whyyy. I'm fine. It doesn't matter if my face gets a bit messed up, right? I'll still be pretty."
"You'll be a distraction if you're where I'm working out. Ah, just in case, I'm saying this. Stalking me to where I work out, or registering at the same place pretending it's a coincidence. Anyway, you are banned from the gym I work out at. You understand?"
"Ahhh..."
Lee Yerin's eyes went wide as if surprised that all the plans in her head had been exposed.
After breakfast, he sent Lee Yerin home, even though she didn't want to leave.
And on his way back from working out.
Lee Hyunwoo checked what he had to do today.
'I need to plan well from today so the week is easy.'
Lee Hyunwoo, who was in a taxi, took out a small notebook.
Since there were more women to manage, he decided he needed to keep records.
Thursday has passed, and a new week is starting.
He needs to schedule it well so that 250,000 coins are donated to every female streamer by next Thursday.
'Day broadcasts are Bbangit, Darling, Jeong Sorim...'
"Ah, right. KakaoTalk."
He remembered something he had forgotten because of Lee Yerin and Hwasoon.
He had forgotten to reply to Jeong Sorim's KakaoTalk.
Yesterday had been so eventful, after all.
Lee Hyunwoo took out his smartphone.
And he agonized over what to reply to Jeong Sorim.
Jeong Sorim had learned music since she was young.
The first thing she picked up was the violin.
She had quite a bit of talent, too.
But it was talent for a child, and she didn't possess skills superior to others.
She went to quite a few competitions and contests, but the best result was just placing.
Her parents, thinking this wouldn't do, steered her career path toward the gayageum.
They thought it would be a little easier to become successful since there were fewer competitors.
It wasn't a bad decision.
But it wasn't a great decision either.
Traditional Korean music was a declining cultural industry.
There are few people pursuing that path, but even fewer people interested in it.
In a word, it was a league of their own.
Even if she won awards at traditional music-related contests or festivals, no one recognized it.
And no one was calling for her.
If she had continued with the violin, she might have been able to make a living through music.
The violin was an essential instrument in the classical world, and there were plenty of jobs for it.
But the gayageum is not.
The gayageum had no place in the performance world.
It wasn't like she could open an academy or give private lessons, either.
There were not enough students who wanted to learn.
Because there were not enough students, even university professors were desperate to find disciples and students.
In that situation, there was no place for Jeong Sorim, who had mediocre skills.
In the midst of that, she started personal broadcasting.
It was the most excellent judgment in her life.
Because it was a way to make money with the gayageum, and a lot of it, too.
Her initial income was small, but seeing her income increase day by day, Jeong Sorim held onto hope.
However, the limit was clear.
There were quite a few people who came in because the gayageum was interesting, but few people visited the broadcast for a long time.
Her income increased, but it wasn't a satisfying amount.
Furthermore, what made her anxious was that her income fluctuated.
Some months she received 100,000 coins.
But other months she only received 30,000 coins.
Even with the commission taken out, her earnings didn't even reach 2 million won per month.
As expected, to make money in personal broadcasting, you need a Big Hand.
But her broadcast was not a structure where a Big Hand could attach.
There is a unique point called the gayageum, but it was not enough to attract many viewers.
Moreover, she didn't do events like meal dates or raffles.
In many ways, it was a difficult environment for a Big Hand to take interest.
In the midst of that, Baeksuking appeared.
He shot 10,000 coins as soon as he entered.
A real Big Hand who shot 50,000 coins in one day.
From Jeong Sorim's perspective, he was someone she absolutely had to hold onto.
But just then, he proposed a very good contract.
A contract to shoot 1 million coins a month, that is, 100 million won a month, and do 15 percent cashback.
After calculating, it was a deal that was profitable for Jeong Sorim even after everything was taken out.
She accepted it and thought she would only walk on a flower path.
-By the way, Sorim-nim, don't you do raffles or meal dates?
Big Hand Baeksuking, who wanted a meal date.
You might think what's the big deal about a meal date, but Jeong Sorim had also seen and heard things while living as a BJ.
That a meal date with a hot-blooded Big Hand meant something like that.
As someone who had a boyfriend she was even thinking of marrying, she couldn't possibly do a meal date.
So she firmly refused, saying it was impossible.
The problem occurred after that.
She could see Baeksuking losing interest in the broadcast.
At that time, Jeong Sorim felt like screaming "No."
Already 20 million won a month...
No, if it was before taxes, it was 45 million won.
Based on that calculation, she had even made detailed plans for everything.
She would invest 25 million won in a short-term savings product in preparation for paying taxes.
She would use 2 million won for living expenses and various utility bills and monthly rent.
And she would save the remaining 18 million won in a bank account created to buy a house.
If she combined it with what she had saved so far, she could save 250 million won within 10 months.
Then she could take out a loan to buy a house and get married to her boyfriend.
They say the man should provide the house.
Jeong Sorim didn't have such stereotypes.
It's good if the person who has the ability does it.
Her boyfriend was a traditional Korean musician like her.
As explained earlier, traditional Korean musicians cannot make money.
So even though they were of age and their parents were pressuring them to get married quickly, they couldn't get married.
In this situation, how glad would she have been that the Big Hand Baeksuking appeared?
And how despairing would she have been to see Baeksuking losing interest?
Jeong Sorim sent a KakaoTalk message to not lose hope.
-I can't do meal dates due to personal circumstances. I'm really sorry. Is there anything else you want besides meal dates?
A KakaoTalk message sent after thinking and thinking.
The content was that she couldn't do meal dates, but she would do anything else.
She waited for a reply, but perhaps he was busy, as no reply came.
Has he completely lost interest?
They say that once a man turns his back, it's the end.
What if the contract is broken like this?
Such worries kept swirling in her head, and she saw that the read receipt had disappeared.
Jeong Sorim waited for a reply.
But even though night came and the sun rose, Baeksuking's reply did not come.
She had been left on read.
Jeong Sorim despaired.
You wouldn't know the feeling of 45 million won a month being held in your hand and then slipping away unless you experienced it.
"Haa..."
Jeong Sorim, who spent the night with her eyes wide open, let out a sigh.
It seems like it's really the end.
Since they were in a relationship where they contracted without a single piece of paper, it was possible that the contract could be broken easily like this.
It can't be helped.
It's unfair and a pity, but she has to shake it off.
Just as she was thinking that, an alarm rang on her smartphone.