Chapter 58
Chapter 58
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: Eighty Million Won Debt
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'Damn...'
But whether it's Yi Ju-ha or Yu In-ha...
It feels like they're coming to find me more and more often.
I don't think we met this much at the start of the semester...
The intervals between seeing them seem to be getting shorter and shorter.
What if we end up meeting every day?
I'm already getting scared...
'Hey, loser. You here?'
'Why're you so late? You trying to die or what?'
Yi Ju-ha and Yu In-ha waiting in front of the university gate, chomping gum...
I could picture it so clearly...
I'm already starting to dread it.
I gripped my bag strap tight and headed toward the izakaya.
No clue what mess they've gotten into this time...
"Eig... eighty million won?"
"That's what they said."
A quiet bar near Daehangno...
The story Yi Ju-ha told me was pretty damn shocking.
Eighty... eighty million won...
How does someone rack up eighty million in debt overnight?
I couldn't believe it, just gaping like a fish.
"..."
Yu In-ha downed her soju without a word.
She's not denying it, so it must be true.
It's such an unreal amount, I can't even wrap my head around it.
"Wh-what car did she hit?"
"Something like a Genesis... and a Benz... something..."
...
Ther... there's a ton of Genesis models, right?
Benzes too...
"Genesis G80 or G90 or whatever... fuck, I don't know..."
"Eep..."
I don't know much about cars either...
But even I could tell those are insanely expensive rides.
And she hit two of them.
That's basically the same as smashing supercars...
No, it'd be less embarrassing if it were supercars at least...
"Heh... heh..."
Yi Ju-ha gave a quick rundown, but...
It's still not sinking in.
There was an ad for a high-paying short-term gig, so she went for it.
Seemed normal at first, so she thought it was legit.
But on day five, they told her to go entertain clients, and without thinking, she did—turns out the drinks were spiked with some weird drug.
She bolted in a panic, jumped in a car to escape...
And in her drugged-out state, she plowed into a bunch of parked cars.
...
Does she have some curse with drugs or something?
Why does she always stumble into this weird shit?
You'd have to try to get mixed up in crap like this.
Maybe it's 'cause she hangs in the shadows...
"Did you report it?"
"Yeah...
People around already called the cops when she crashed anyway..."
Hmm...
Guess the cops cut her some slack.
It wasn't like she dosed herself on purpose, and it wasn't hardcore narcotics.
Since it was forced on her, no charges.
The issue's driving under the influence...
Even that's getting leniency due to the drugs, so probably no punishment...
But license suspension aside, that's not the problem.
The real issue is the debt from wrecking other people's cars...
"I didn't crash on purpose, damn it..."
Yu In-ha sniffled, trembling with rage.
"It's those bastards' fault, so why do I have to pay?!"
It's... kinda unfair, yeah.
Isn't there a way to make those guys foot the bill?
She should look into a lawyer or something...
"This is bullshit... fucking bullshit..."
Her sobs filled the table.
A bit of silence fell. But what can you do...
In this world, the sucker who falls for a scam is the idiot.
Society's always been like that. If you're smart, you steer clear entirely.
Why'd she even go to a place like that...
"Hmm..."
Yi Ju-ha rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought.
Hmm...
I wondered why she called me—turns out it's a strategy session for Yu In-ha's eighty-million-won debt.
No way I can handle that... How the hell am I supposed to deal with eighty million?!
"What if we just say fuck it and don't pay? What happens?"
...
Not even surprised anymore.
Classic Yi Ju-ha thinking...
Like that'd work... There'd be legal action for sure...
"N-no way. Absolutely not."
Yu In-ha's face went pale.
Wha... what's that about?
"The Genesis or Benz owner sounds like a gangster thug...
They called saying if I don't pay, I'm dead meat..."
"..."
Th-that sounds like something you should report for real.
But fists beat the law... No way to fight back...
"How am I supposed to pay eighty million..."
Yu In-ha slammed her head on the table, thrashing around.
We might need to call Yi Ju-ri too...
No, even with her, it's impossible.
No one can just handle eighty million.
Unless Yu In-ha's parents step in, there's no solution.
"What about your parents...?"
"Haven't told them... They'll kill me."
"Still, you gotta say something."
The cops probably told her to call them... She must've thrown a fit and refused.
She's an adult now, so they couldn't force it.
"And Mom and Dad don't have that kinda money anyway... No way."
Hmm...
That's probably the biggest reason...
Eighty million... For anyone not loaded, it's a massive sum they can't touch.
Like a bolt from the blue...
"Still... borrow from relatives or something...
Some way like that, or you're really screwed."
But yeah, tell your parents at least.
Even if it's a burden, relatives could chip in.
Hell, how are we three supposed to fix this?
If we all hustled day jobs right now, it'd take two years to scrape together eighty million.
Her alone? Five years easy... Can't save without spending a dime...
She'd be twenty-five by then... Crazy.
"Yi Jun-hyeong, how much you got right now?"
"Me? Four million."
"Without spending a penny?"
"Yeah... pretty much."
Just spent a bit on food.
Was thinking where to spend it...
Even debated getting Yi Ju-ha a gift when I bought my uncle's...
Then this catastrophe hits.
But why my money!
Four million's a drop in the bucket...
"I don't have cash on hand either."
Yi Ju-ha toyed with her lips.
She said her family's situation ate up her money too.
No way to pay it off right now.
"But it's not like there's no way."
Yi Ju-ha eyed Yu In-ha with a blank look.
Yu In-ha's face hardened.
Wh-what's she gonna say? I can kinda guess...
"We made ten million off four videos..."
"Fuck off! Fuck off!"
Yu In-ha freaked out, screaming.
Yi Ju-ha grinned wickedly and kept going.
"Just shoot thirty-two more videos.
Factor in editing and fees, say forty to be safe?"
"Bullshit! Stop with the bullshit!"
Yi Ju-ha smirked slyly and looked at me.
"Two rounds per video...
Eighty times total."
"Ah, fuck, seriously?!"
Yu In-ha foamed at the mouth, flailing.
H-hey, what about my say? Why not ask me, damn it? Why assume I'm in?!
"OnlyFans is the only way."
"I'd die before doing it with this guy! I'd rather do it with someone else!"
"Hey, that'd take longer.
You'd have to pay a male actor fees."
"..."
"With Yi Jun-hyeong, it's just eighty."
Yi Ju-ha nudged me with her toe.
Her slender toes brushed my shin. Eek...
"Hey, fuck, you should be grateful to us.
We paved the way for this option.
Otherwise, how else you gonna make eighty million?
Only way's getting your ass beat by that gangster uncle."
"..."
Whoa, since when does Yi Ju-ha make such logical points?
She must be the type whose brain spins faster when messing with people...
"Getting beat is the best case.
Odds are you'd get sold to bars.
Fuck... how much per trick? Ten thousand won?
With different guys every time, that's like eight hundred dudes.
They'd be throwing punches by then, fuck."
"Ah, fuck! Shut up with that shit! Shut up!"
"It's true. Am I wrong?"
She's kinda enjoying this...
This is serious! Not funny!
Yu In-ha's face drained of color at Yi Ju-ha's weirdly realistic words.
Eig... eight hundred guys?
Service eight hundred dudes?
Bu... bullshit...
She looked on the verge of passing out.
Even I find it terrifying.
Mystery uncles gangbanging her eight hundred times... Her brain would be fried after paying off the debt.
"Fine, then I'll just do forty clean ones with Yi Jun-hyeong."
"..."
...Yi Ju-ha's the real devil.
Gaslighting? Yu In-ha's almost convinced, damn it!
"Hey, true or not, Yi Jun-hyeong?"
"Uh... um..."
I dodged the question...
Honestly, I can't think of anything else either.
Best bet: lawyer first, negotiate.
If not, call parents and relatives, pool money—pay back gradually.
Last resort: us scraping it together somehow...
It's eighty million, but...
With interest piling up, probably more...
Heard they charge for rental cars too when theirs are out...
Whoa... Can't even fathom it. Math's making my head spin...
"Ugh..."
I rubbed my dry face without thinking.
And forty videos...
Even shooting daily, that's forty days.
Can't do daily, so every three days: 120 days.
Plus, same old sex vids won't sell forever...
Breath caught in my throat.
Need some realism to plan...
Eighty million... At least she didn't hit anyone? That'd be game over.
"Uh... you talked to the insurance?"
"Yeah, ages ago..."
Of course...
She did crash them...
Unfair or not, grabbing the wheel was the big fuck-up.
Should've taken a taxi or screamed for help...
Not that she could think straight on drugs.
"Think positive at least.
Wasn't narcotics. Just some water-soluble shit.
Real drugs, and she'd be fucked up for life."
"True, but..."
Y-yeah, kinda.
If it were real drugs on purpose, we wouldn't even be talking.
Lucky or unlucky...?
"Ah fuck..."
Yu In-ha bawled, smashing her head on the table.
Don't bash your already bad head... gonna make it worse...
Wanted to say it, but held back.
Would've gotten my head smashed with a soju bottle...
"Eighty's too much... too much..."
...
Tell me about it, damn it...
Why not consider my feelings...
"Sniff."
Yu In-ha lifted her head and stared at me.
Wh-why?
She stared hard, then dropped her head again, banging it.
"Fuck, can't do it... can't..."
This bitch... Pay your own damn eighty million.