Chapter 38
Chapter 38
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: Female Delinquents Eat Me Up
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"D-Don't bullshit me."
Yi Ju-ri let out a dazed sound.
What the hell kind of nonsense is this?
Her face screamed that there was no way she'd do something like that with a loser like me.
"It's true."
A heavy silence hung in the air after Yi Ju-ha's deadpan reply.
Both of them looked like their souls had left their bodies, as if they'd never heard anything more shocking in their lives.
"I said I was gonna film it back then. Why are you so surprised?"
"No shit, I thought you were joking!"
Yi Ju-ri exploded in anger.
...I thought it was a joke too.
Just like all those times she spouted weird fantasies and nonsense, giggling like crazy...
I figured it was the usual bullshit to kill time, nothing more.
Until she fucked me like a dog...
"Joking my ass..."
Who jokes about fucking a loser?
Yi Ju-ha clicked her tongue.
Shouldn't we be the ones clicking our tongues...?
Yi Ju-ri crossed her arms with a scoff.
"No word after that, so I didn't even think about it."
Yi Ju-ri turned her head away with another scoff, like it was utterly ridiculous.
...Not like there's any reason to broadcast that she slept with me...
I was shocked too. At Yi Ju-ha's pointless impulsiveness...
"Ha."
Yi Ju-ri let out another exasperated sound and glared at me.
...Why... why are you looking at me?
Zap.
That piercing glare...
N-No, I didn't have a choice!
I swear I didn't know it'd happen! Fuck, from the video, they treat me like an object! This is so unfair!
"You liked filming that shit too? Goddamn losers."
"Why wouldn't he? He's got nothing to lose."
"He couldn't even get it up without me."
The mood had calmed a bit from before.
It felt like things had settled into a lull after that initial bombshell.
"Why are you making such a big deal? It's not that huge."
"The fuck it's not, you psycho bitch."
Yi Ju-ha's lips curled at the intense reaction.
Yi Ju-ri rubbed her forehead like she had a headache.
"You said you filmed it."
"So show us what you shot."
"Go log in and see. You'll cream your pants."
"Fuck... OnlyFans?"
"Yeah."
Yi Ju-ri scowled and hammered away at her phone.
Logging in, fiddling around...
Then she froze and sighed.
"Says I need to sign up. Gimme your ID."
"Just sign up yourself, fuck. You think it's free?"
"No fuck, I'm not trying to enjoy it! Just confirming!"
Yi Ju-ri shrieked.
Yu In-ha jumped at the yell and froze.
H-Has she ever yelled like that before?
In a way, Yi Ju-ri's reaction was the most normal... but getting this worked up was probably right...
"Hey, Yi Jun-hyeong. Gimme your fucking ID."
"I-I don't have one?"
"Then make one and hand it over, dumbass!"
Sh-She's losing it.
But I've hardly ever seen Yi Ju-ri this pissed...
I frantically signed up and handed over my phone.
She could just make her own... why flip out? Though with her personality, she'd hate signing up for something like this...
"Ah... fuck..."
She... she saw it.
Yi Ju-ri swayed like she was dizzy and rubbed her forehead again.
Yu In-ha clung to her and checked the phone.
"Holy fuck."
Even for close friends, seeing a friend's face on OnlyFans... it'd be a shock.
Maybe even more confusing because they're close.
Yu In-ha's pupils were shaking hard. Th-This is real, fuck?
Swipe. Swipe.
I could see her scrolling furiously.
W-Where's she at?
First video thumbnail...? Or the second one with me sprawled out like an idiot?
Or the latest third one?
No payment, so no full video...
But the thumbnails alone might be enough shock...
"Th-That thumbnail... you, Yi Jun-hyeong?"
"..."
Yu In-ha asked cautiously.
F-Fuck. She saw it.
I nodded slightly.
Yu In-ha burst out laughing involuntarily. She tried to straighten up quick, but... y-you bitch...
"Ah... fuck, my head..."
Like her brain was exploding...
Yi Ju-ri tossed the phone to Yu In-ha and leaned her head back.
Her face screamed, Is this a dream or reality...?
My hands shook as I chugged my water. N-No reason to be scared, why am I scared?
Fuck, Yi Ju-ha's innocent, we should just cut that bitch's dick off! Or maybe she's gonna say that...
"Uh... um..."
Yu In-ha kept groaning as she scrolled.
Face like she saw something she shouldn't... and couldn't believe it...
If photos do this... what about the videos?
She might faint...
"Why the freakout? I said I was filming."
"It's just... it doesn't make sense!"
Yi Ju-ri reacted fiercely.
Yu In-ha was more like, Whoa, fuck... lol... So Yi Ju-ri's the normal one...
"Fuck, if you do it with that loser..."
Yi Ju-ri trailed off.
Like, what happens to our rep if you fuck him?
Yi Ju-ri and Yi Ju-ha were equals, so me fucking Yi Ju-ha was basically the same.
True, delinquents fucking losers doesn't make sense... breaks the whole dynamic.
"Hey. What if word gets out? What if your face spreads?"
Yi Ju-ri started grilling her calmly again.
Yi Ju-ha scratched her ear. Like, so what?
"What if they find out?"
"Fuck, ha."
True, from Yi Ju-ha's view, everyone was beneath her...
So what if they know? Gonna blackmail me?
Try it, fuckers, I'll beat the shit outta you. Simple as that...
If she'd thought that deep, she wouldn't have filmed...
"Ju-haaaaa!"
"What. What."
Yi Ju-ri stomped her feet.
Like, What am I gonna do with you? Aaaargh, seriously! Already happened, can't fix it...
"So... how much did you make off this?"
Yu In-ha asked out of nowhere.
Yi Ju-ri froze at that.
R-Right. Fuck. Let's hear how much. If it's some chump change like a million won, I'm smashing her skull,
"8 million won."
"Wh-What?"
The table went dead silent again.
This time, Yu In-ha's face froze harder.
E-Eig... eight... million? Her lips flapped like a fish.
"Made 8 million won."
"B-Bull... shit... You barely uploaded any videos."
"It blew up."
Both their faces went blank.
8... million...? Just 3 videos... 8 million...?
Yu In-ha stared at me, dumbfounded.
"Fuck... r-real...?"
"Y-Yeah..."
I nodded.
Including the latest video revenue, it was 8 million...
Taxes and fees aside... the incoming was 8 million.
"H-How...?"
How? Just raw-dogged and cashed in...
Still disbelieving, Yi Ju-ha showed the payout screen.
6,200 dollars... about 8.5 million won. Both froze solid.
"V-Videos 3 for 8 million..."
"10 a month... that's what?"
"Almost 20 million?"
"..."
Yu In-ha's mouth flapped again.
True, insane amount...
8 million is basically a year's college tuition. 3 videos for a year's tuition...
12 videos? 4 years' tuition. Fuck me 12 times for 4 years' tuition! ...Fuck.
"No... ha..."
Yu In-ha's gaze turned to me.
Why's... her face like that?
Looking at me not as a person, but a dollar bag... Th-This bitch thinks fucking me gets 8 million...?
Like I'm a walking money pouch...!
"Eig...ht..."
Yi Ju-ri mumbled, stunned.
The number 8 million just didn't compute.
They lived well, got big allowances... but that's just pocket money.
Earning your own is a whole other level.
"Even big corps... don't make that..."
Probably not fresh out.
Even big corp grads take home like 3 mil... and can't blow it all...
"Keep bitching about filming now, I dare you."
"Last time you whined it was just fantasy, bullshit."
Yi Ju-ha perked up a bit at their reactions.
Frozen from the cash reveal.
True, gotta make bank like this for it to convince.
"Eig...ht..."
Yu... In-ha, what's with her?
Soul's gone. Lost it to the absurd sum...
"..."
Yu In-ha blinked at me.
Then looked away.
Thought something... looked back.
Turned away again.
Eight... looked at me. N-No, fuck, can't think that... turned away.
But eight... looked again...
...Fuck, am I not human anymore?
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
The beer glasses had gone lukewarm.
Condensation dripping everywhere.
"Fuck, drop it now. Drop it! For today, at least."
Yi Ju-ri snapped back and shook her head.
We finally hang out after ages, and I gotta hear this bullshit because of Yi Jun-hyeong?
"Later. Talk later."
"Fuck, came to have fun, and that fucker Yi Jun-hyeong ruins it..."
Why me! I didn't ask to film!
"Ugh fuck, cheers."
Yi Ju-ri raised her glass.
Yi Ju-ha did too, and so did Yu In-ha, half out of it.
I raised mine timidly, clinking last.
"Eye fuck..."
Yi Ju-ri glared daggers at me.
N-No, you said cheers... fuck...
"Argh, my gut. Arghhh!"
Yi Ju-ri vented and chugged her beer.
A weird vibe settled over the table.
"Fuck, no taste at all. Another draft, please."
"Me too."
"Three. Three."
...Mine?
Yi Ju-ri ruffled her hair roughly and leaned against the wall.
Yu In-ha muttered eight... million... eight... million... lost in thought.
Yi Ju-ha just giggled at the sight, sipping her beer alone.
...First night after exams...
A strange night faded away.