Chapter 5
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Since It's Come to This, Let's Make Some Money
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The next morning.
A message popped up.
[Kim Sujin] Cafeteria at 12.
I met her in front of the student cafeteria.
"Let's eat."
Kim Sujin said that and breezed into the cafeteria.
She was waiting by the meal ticket vending machine.
"What do you want?"
"...You're really buying?"
"Pick something."
I didn't want to trigger her full-blown tantrum here where everyone could see.
Plus, now that I knew her situation, I felt a bit sorry for her, so I decided to treat her.
"Hmm, let's see. Since it's a rare occasion, we should go for the most expensive stuff. Yeah... I'll have this and this."
She can't eat much, but she orders galbitang and tteokbokki anyway.
I casually bought two tickets for her, and she tilted her head as she took them.
"For real?"
"I'm hungry too."
I got pork cutlet, she got galbitang, and we put the tteokbokki in the middle as we ate lunch together.
"Wow. Never thought I'd be getting a free meal from Minwoo. Thanks, I'll dig in."
"..."
Then what the hell was that money she extorted from me in high school?
She said she was pooling it for snacks, but apparently that wasn't me treating her.
Kim Sujin slurped up some galbitang broth and let out an "Ahhh~" like some old uncle, drawing stares from around us.
The eyes that had glanced away because of her looks now started flicking back toward us periodically.
Kim Sujin ignored them and mixed her rice into the galbitang soup as she asked,
"Hey. Did you ask?"
"...Ask what?"
"...I'm letting it slide 'cause you bought me lunch."
"What?"
"The place. Rent. You said you'd ask around."
"Oh. Right..."
"You didn't even ask."
"Wasn't it a joke? I thought you were just saying it."
The tip of her chopsticks pointed at me.
"I'm serious."
"..."
"Ask for sure. Make it cheap? Like 20?"
60 down to 20?
Robber bitch.
"...Got it."
But I could understand where she was coming from.
She'd lived without want her whole life, and now suddenly crashing in a goshiwon must suck.
Someone as hot as Kim Sujin.
It'd make me worry if she were my daughter or something.
"How much deposit do they want?"
"...Deposit?"
"Yeah."
Why's she acting like it's some alien word?
"...No deposit... 20... possible?"
Damn. Fucking robber bitch.
She's so damn cute with those chopsticks at her lips that I'll let it slide.
"Fine. I'll look into it."
"If you do... umm. If you do, I'll... umm."
I got curious what she'd offer as thanks.
She glanced around the cafeteria, waved her hand discreetly, and whispered,
"Wanna handjob?"
"Cough!"
I was sipping the soup that came with the pork cutlet when I choked and hacked.
Kim Sujin pulled out some tissues for me.
"Can't even take a joke."
I wiped my mouth with the tissue.
At this point, I had a pretty good idea.
She was in a real financial pinch.
Maybe embarrassed, she awkwardly changed the subject.
"Oh. Right. You're good with computers, yeah?"
"Not clueless."
"Humble."
Kim Sujin snagged a piece of my sliced pork cutlet and said,
"Hey. You know OnlyFans?"
"...Kinda."
"I'll pretend you're not a perv if you do."
"..."
"But if you lie and say you don't but get caught later..."
"I know what it is."
Kim Sujin smiled.
"Imagine if you had a girlfriend and you two did OnlyFans."
"...Me? Why?"
"Just hypothetically. Imagine."
"Okay..."
"But I looked it up, and uploading that kinda lewd stuff is illegal here. You'd get busted, and they'd take all the money back."
"Probably."
"So if, hypothetically, you did it, how would you... y'know... computer-wise... avoid getting caught?"
It was the same worry they'd been chatting about in their group chat yesterday.
[Lee Ayoung] But that's illegal here, right? We'd get caught eventually, and have to cough up all the earnings.
I pretended to think hard, then spoke up.
"If it were me... I could make it work."
"How? How?"
Kim Sujin blinked her big eyes. Her body leaned toward me.
"Eh, too complicated to explain. There's workarounds to stay under the radar. Gotta launder the account money a few times, but it's not hard."
Total bullshit.
Impossible.
"Hmm. So that's possible..."
Kim Sujin nodded nonchalantly.
"If faces show in videos or pics, you'd need AI to obscure them or something."
"You can do that too?"
"Not hard these days. But why the sudden interest? You don't... mean...?"
"...Creeping up on me?"
"No, that's not it."
I cut straight to it.
"You need money or something?"
"..."
Her spoon stopped midway to her mouth.
I glanced around like I was checking for eavesdroppers.
"No, like rent or whatever..."
Kim Sujin set her spoon down.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Whew."
"..."
She opened her eyes and said,
"Not me."
"..."
"I showed the girls that video of us from yesterday. It was the penalty."
"..."
"They saw it and started talking about maybe making money with you. I was just curious, so I asked."
"Oh..."
"FYI, I showed it to them and deleted it after."
"Yeah."
"Told Ayoung to delete it from her phone too. Watched her do it. ...Good job, right? You're welcome?"
"Yeah."
"They were just joking anyway, so don't worry."
"Got it. Okay."
Kim Sujin shot me a sly look with smiling eyes.
"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"Be honest. You wanna try it. With Yujeong and Ayoung-"
"No."
I shut it down flat.
She looked like she couldn't comprehend.
"...Why? They're smoking hot. Killer bodies too. Perfect, right?"
Kim Sujin mimed Choi Yujeong's chest in the air. Not much different from her own.
Just the two of us, the conversation flowed fine.
'But throw someone else in, and she turns into a rabid dog whose toy got snatched.'
I chewed my pork cutlet and said,
"Doesn't matter. I'd still have to do all the hard parts."
"...Hard parts?"
"They just lie there, but I'd take all the legal risks. Plus editing and crap. Ugh."
I shook my head like it gave me a headache.
"They said they'd handle editing? No way they'd trust you with the raw footage anyway."
"Still. Nah."
My lukewarm response left Kim Sujin quiet. She fiddled with her water cup for a bit.
"Minwoo."
"Yeah?"
"I'm pissed now."
"..."
Fuck. What the hell.
"Feels like you're trying to act on my level."
"...Huh?"
"Makes me wanna get mad."
Knew it.
Conversation going great.
Then this.
I set down my chopsticks and wiped my mouth.
Thud.
I dropped the tissue on my tray and said,
"Suck it up then."
"...What?"
Kim Sujin blinked her big eyes in disbelief.
Wonder why I put up with her shit since we were kids.
Rumors about their family connections to politicians, lawyers for parents, grandpas in congress—unverified bullshit that made a bubble around her like she was untouchable.
And since she's a girl, I held back, held back, till it became habit.
But now?
Fuck that.
Right then.
Six people sat at the table across and next to ours.
"Huh? Kim Minwoo."
Goddamn it.
It was Shin Jihye and some classmates from my major.
I nodded lightly in greeting.
Why now, of all times.
The guys alternated looks between Kim Sujin and me with 'How the hell are you...' faces.
Shin Jihye wouldn't even meet my eyes for some reason.
Kim Sujin glanced back and forth between me and them, then sipped her water.
The corner of her mouth curved up slyly.
Ah. Why now.
Felt like facing an unavoidable instant-kill boss pattern.
Thud.
Kim Sujin set her cup on the table.
She fiddled with her jaw and muttered,
"Guess I went too hard on yours yesterday. Jaw hurts."
"..."
'Hah. Fuck.'
The stares from the next table locked onto us.
Kim Sujin said to me with a scared face,
"Today... you can't force it inside like yesterday, okay?"
"Huh?"
"If I have to get another abortion like last time-"
Fucking bitch, you think I'd fall for that?
I cut her off flatly.
"Another abortion and your husband would flip out again."
"..."
Kim Sujin's mouth hung open, frozen.
Her eyes twitched in panic.
'This guy's got some nerve' face.
I picked up my tray and said,
"Sigh. No fun. Done eating? Let's go."
The eyes from the next table snapped back to normal.
Kim Sujin stood awkwardly, grabbed her tray, and trailed after me pathetically.
"Where you going?"
"Home?"
Kim Sujin pitter-pattered after my quick steps.
"Yujeong's working at her part-time gig. Wanna come?"
"...Nah."
"Come on. I'll buy coffee."
"Not into coffee."
"Oh. You like yogurt, right? Come. She gives it free at the cafe? Ask and she'll hook you up."
Fuck.
My place.
"Minwoo."
"Yeah?"
"Wanna hear something fun?"
"..."
"I still have your videos and pics?"
I stopped walking.
'Bluffing bitch.'
Kim Sujin looked up at me triumphantly.
"So... behave. Don't get cocky. Think college changes anything?"
"...You said you deleted them."
"Hah. You believed that? Still so naive."
"That's blackmail, you know?"
"Sigh. Tsk tsk. How's our naive Minwoo gonna manage. Huh?"
"..."
"Forgot who filmed us yesterday? Who'd the cops believe, me or you? These days."
I swallowed hard with a scared face.
Kim Sujin finally looked satisfied and grinned, linking her arm in mine.
I felt her tits squish against me.
"Let's go."
I walked down the uphill campus road with her.
She said to me,
"I'm bored lately. Let's do OnlyFans together. Yeah?"
"If it's about money, you're hot enough for Instagram or YouTube or whatever..."
"Like I'd ever be short on cash? You know better."
I would've loaned her if she'd said money.
Throws away the chance over dumb pride.
'Does she really need OnlyFans? She could rake it in easy with something else.'
Probably wants the big bucks without showing her face.
Not sure exactly.
Kim Sujin rubbed her chest against my arm.
"6:4 split. Let's do it right. You wanna fuck me too, right? Huh?"
"..."
"We've already done it twice. Might as well make some money."
"Am I the 6?"
"Haha. Funny joke."
"Then 5:5..."
"What if your vid hits the department group chat? You're enjoying college life, right?"
You deleted it.
I said meekly, like rebelling,
"I'll get you a one-room. In my building."
"For free?"
True robber, no bones about it.
"If you do 5:5."
"Fine, 5:5. Ah. College was so boring, but now it'll be fun."
Deal.
You were bored? Perfect timing.
I'd planned to cut contact entirely.
But a fun idea hit me.
"Really not going to the cafe?"
"...Heading home."
"Whatever. I'll text. Get the basics ready. That computer stuff. Got it?"
"...Yeah."
"Byeee~ Talk soon~"
At the intersection, Kim Sujin waved cheerily and walked off.
I headed home.
A week passed.
"Ugh. Fuck. Done."
I slumped back in my chair.
I'd spent days cloning the OnlyFans site and app.
Doing OnlyFans with Kim Sujin.
From now on, she'd upload videos to my fake OnlyFans running off my computer as the server.
'Thinking it's real.'
I could fake earnings, views, comments, even missions however I wanted.
Meaning I could indirectly tell her what subscribers want, what to do for money.
Money? I got plenty.
Dole it out as needed.
Playing with Kim Sujin, and money's the issue?
Later, when earnings "grow," just say the account got banned. Done.
Ding.
[Kim Sujin] Minwoo, I'm here. Let me in.
Today was moving day into my building for Kim Sujin.