Chapter 42
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: pinkdiva
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The room fell silent, as if someone had doused it with cold water.
I turned toward the door like I was about to bolt and asked,
"Then none of you three are doing it?"
Sujin jumped in.
"Wait, wait, wait. Yujeong, you're not doing it? Then you can cover an extra day for us."
"Ah, no. That's not what I meant."
Yujeong's face twisted in panic as she shot a plea for backup at Ayoung.
Ayoung, who had been on her side just moments ago, quietly spoke up.
"Hmm. If Yujeong's not doing it, then no choice."
Choi Yujeong jabbed a finger at me and yelled,
"You idiots. You're gonna let Kim Minwoo pull a power trip?"
Ayoung tilted her head slightly.
"...Well. From Minwoo's side, it's pretty reasonable?"
"Huh?"
Yujeong looked like she was on the verge of a total meltdown.
Sujin nodded.
"We couldn't have even started without Minwoo. We're only doing this because he can keep us from getting busted for illegal shit. The AI tools were his doing too."
"Exactly. And it's not like we can just head out and snag a dick like Minwoo's on the spot."
Ayoung chimed in.
Yujeong seemed at a loss for words, her lips just twitching.
I asked Yujeong,
"So, just you opting out?"
Her clenched fist trembled.
Yujeong glared at me with pure contempt.
"Fuck. No."
At her declaration, Sujin raised her hand.
"Cool. Then I can go tomorrow, right? It's Yujeong's day anyway."
Ayoung grinned at Sujin.
"Wow. Sujin, you must be seriously hooked on Minwoo's dick. Did it today and already craving tomorrow."
"What the hell? The channel's blowing up. Gotta ride the wave."
Sujin made her excuse.
Yujeong tsked and spat,
"Fuck off. All of you. Get out of my room."
She shoved Ayoung and Sujin toward the front door.
I slipped on my shoes and reminded Yujeong,
"Then you're covering the rent, got it?"
"I got it, you sleazy fuck."
Slam.
We got booted from 302.
Ayoung grabbed my arm.
"Minwoo. Teach me some editing before you head up."
Sujin latched onto my other arm.
"Nah. What if you two get up to something alone in the room."
Ayoung let out a sigh.
"You think I'm you? It's really just about editing."
"Yeah? Then I'll show you."
"...?"
"C'mon. I got it all covered."
Sujin linked arms with Ayoung and headed for 303.
"Yeah. Sujin's better at editing than me now anyway."
I teased from the side, and Ayoung flipped me off with an indecipherable glare.
Slam.
The two disappeared into 303, and the hallway went quiet.
I headed up to the fourth floor.
Night, 11 p.m.
I'd just lain down to sleep when my phone buzzed.
Beep.
Beep beep beep beep beep.
"Goddamn it."
I got up and checked my phone.
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Asleep?
Trying to.
Right then,
I heard the door lock beep from outside, and someone came into the apartment.
No prizes for guessing who.
The bedroom door swung open, and someone flicked on the light.
"Not asleep, huh."
Yujeong flashed a sly smile.
"Why."
"Why what. Came to chat with my friend."
"...At this hour?"
Yujeong sauntered over and perched on the bed, one leg propped up.
The dinosaur PJs from last time were gone; now it was cute bear ones.
'Holy shit.'
Through the gaps in the buttons, the curve of her firm tits peeked tantalizingly.
No bra.
Yujeong patted the bed lightly.
"Hey. Feels like there was some misunderstanding earlier."
"..."
"Wasn't saying I'm not doing it—"
"I know."
"Huh?"
"You were fighting like that today, so you figured you'd preempt me pulling any power trips later."
"...No. That's not it. Hear me out."
"But the girls didn't back you up, so you got pissed and said you're out."
"..."
"Right?"
"..."
Yujeong nodded awkwardly.
I asked her,
"So, what do you want to do?"
"Well... I forgot you'd cover the rent. Hit me that it'd be a real burden ponying up for all three of us."
"So you're sticking with OnlyFans?"
"But later, just hypothetically, if..."
"...?"
"We hit like, monthly tens of millions in revenue... wouldn't we need to tweak the 5:5 split?"
She'd already clocked Sujin's earnings today and was dreaming of monthly eight figures.
Fair enough.
I smirked.
"Yeah. Sure. If you're raking in way more than the rent I'm covering, then yeah, we'd adjust."
Like hell you'll hit that. I'll shut the channel down first.
Yujeong broke into a relieved smile.
"Right? You think so too? That's what I was getting at earlier. But the girls just flat-out opposed..."
"They were probably thinking the same. Hell, we all said basically the same thing."
I smoothed over the awkwardness for her.
"Yeah, yeah."
She looked satisfied that things had gone her way, though her face flushed a bit—she knew I'd let it slide.
"Got it."
I nodded like it was time for her to head out.
Yujeong lightly tapped my arm, barely a brush.
"Fuck. Hey. I'm not done."
"Spit it out."
"I edited that vid we shot last time. Check it out. See if that's the vibe."
"Now?"
"Yeah."
I pulled up her channel on my phone.
The unnamed channel had one video uploaded privately.
I hit play.
-Ngh... Hnng... Hic.
In the video, a silver-gray short-haired beauty was getting railed by a guy who looked suspiciously like me.
I skipped through in bursts to check it out.
Yujeong watched me like a kid waiting for her homework to get graded.
'Oh?'
-"Master, please... put it in."
She hadn't edited this part?
I figured she would.
Guessed it was money material?
Even the intense doggy pounding.
Nice. Real nice.
I paused and nodded.
"How's it? That work?"
I tilted my head at her question.
"Hmm... first off, it's way too you."
I pointed at the woman in the video.
Silver hair aside, it was straight-up Yujeong.
"Obvious?"
"Obvious doesn't cover it. It's you with dyed hair. What if someone recognizes?"
No one will anyway.
"...Yeah. Got it. I'll tweak more."
"And why cut the part where we're lying side by side chatting? That'd fit good."
"Shit. Hey. That's us talking money and stuff. Doesn't match."
"That's what makes it good."
"Hey. And that bit where you make me say stuff. That."
"Ah. The 'please master' line."
"Yeah, that. Do it once, and we're locked into that master concept forever?"
"Would be good."
"Fuck, knew it. Not doing it. That's why I came. No weird master bullshit. Just friends fucking for cash feels better."
I nodded.
"Yeah. Stick to our real situation?"
"Exactly. No scripting, no acting. Feels right."
"Got it. Then... include even the parts where I make you say stuff. That'll do it."
-This is the first video, right?
-...What're you gonna say.
-Say what I tell you, and subs will skyrocket.
-If it's weird, I kick you... What?
-"Master, please put it in..."
-Just say that and subs... explode?
Fits the friends-hustling-for-cash vibe perfectly.
Yujeong nodded.
"Yeah. Okay."
"We're good then?"
Now go. Let me sleep.
Yujeong piped up.
"Oh, right. You and Sujin are couple concept."
"Yeah."
"Fuck. So what's the lore? Separate universes? Or same guy? Then I'm the girl banging her friend's boyfriend for money? What's the play."
"Hmm..."
Never even crossed my mind.
No one's watching anyway.
But from their angle, maybe not.
No reason for a Sujin sub to check Yujeong or Ayoung's channels.
But if they're friends sharing my dick, that adds intrigue and plausibility.
In other words, shared universe for cross-promo.
She's already banking on it.
I spoke up calmly.
"Shared universe would be more fun, right?"
"Totally? You think so too?"
Yup, she wants those Sujin subs.
"Then I'm coupled with Sujin, and you're sneaking around with me? Sound good? Gotta run it by Sujin."
"Sneaky concept's cool. Or Sujin's kinda freaky, so she greenlit her BF with her friends."
"That tracks."
Either way, gives the vids some story.
What the hell's wrong with my head.
No viewers, yet here I am deep in it.
Yujeong asked,
"Which you like better?"
"Getting caught sneaking leading to permission arc sounds fun... but it'd need too much acting. Awkward and complicated."
She can't act for shit. Start her on two-digit multiplication, and you hear the gears grinding from across the room.
"Right?"
"Yeah. Start with Violet just allowing her friends from the jump. Simple and clean."
Yujeong nodded.
"Perfect. Then from now on, I'm the chick who got her friend's okay to fuck the friend's man for cash."
"Yeah, something like that."
"And channel name? Brainstorm one."
"Just ask the AI. That's how Sujin did it."
"Lame. Lemme think."
She crossed her arms and scanned the room.
Looked legit deep in thought.
I could've thrown out anything, but kept my mouth shut.
Any suggestion from me right now gets called lame.
Yujeong clapped.
"Sujin's Muse. I'll go Diva."
"Violet Diva?"
"Nah. Violet's purple, right? I'm... Silver?"
"Silver Diva?"
Sounds like a black soccer player. Bit my tongue.
One move saves my ribs.
Yujeong shook her head.
"Silver and Diva don't vibe. Okay, Pink Diva?"
"What's pink about it?"
Her nipples. Her pussy lips too...
Kept that to myself.
"Gotta reedit anyway. I'll make the hair pink. Good?"
"Yeah. Solid."
I changed the channel name on my phone right there.
pinkdiva
"Done."
I showed her the screen.
Yujeong nodded.
"Okay, perfect."
Then she started undoing her pajama buttons.
"..."
I stared at Yujeong in silence.
She said casually,
"What're you waiting for. Strip quick. Shoot one and crash."
"Now?"
"It's my turn tomorrow anyway. Less than 30 minutes left. Now or wait, same diff."
Time... 11:34 p.m.
True enough.
"Fair."
I threw off the blanket and started shedding clothes one by one.
Yujeong's face flushed pink as she unbuttoned her pajamas wordlessly.
"Um..."
She said to me,
"Pink Diva's this innocent girl who started for the money, clueless about the lewd stuff. So—"
"..."
"You... tame her good."