The Dick Menu: Navigation and Profile
The Dick Menu "Dick Nav = Navigation"
> [This ain't the navigation apps you peasants use. It checks spots needed for conquests and even finds hidden items, so use it gratefully.]
"Can't you do spatial jumps like me?"
> [Impossible for same-dimensional beings. I'm a demon, so human-world space is meaningless to me—I can hop anywhere. If you come to Hell, you'll be an other-dimensional entity and gain that power too.]
"Politely pass."
No way was he riding the express train to Hell just for one power like that.
"But why's the initial menu name such a dick format? Starts with dick, ends with dick."
> [A kind of warning to you.]
"Warning? What'd I do wrong?"
> [Starts normal like a game menu. But if my pleasure drops below a certain level, the menu turns dick-mode. Warning to hustle on conquests. Do 'em right, and it reverts.]
"Why the hassle...?"
> [Hurt pride. Ever since the contract, you've been nagging me to conquest faster. This exalted body, nagged by inferior human scum! So when it dicks out, hustle.]
So she's pressuring him to conquest Bora-noona like this, even after giving him more time.
> [Left menu fills later. Depends on your contract compliance—what to add.]
"Can I poke the menu now?"
> [Items same as before—no need. Check profile. Heroines and Navigation empty.]
"Where'd all my conquered girls go?"
> [Tweaking bitch stats. Blind-boosting makes ecosystem-disrupting monsters, so adjusting realistically before unlock.]
"Why need stats? Conquest ends it, right?"
> [Said you're manager growing a company. Artists need fame to grow it, right? Selecting fame-boosting stats—wait a bit.]
While stacking only sex skills, no doubt. Why else would she bother?
> [Ho ho. Reading my mind now?]
"You stop reading mine!"
Navigation only showed conquest-needed spots, empty otherwise.
He tapped the one selectable menu: Profile—or rather, Dicknal.
• Drama Needs More Than BGM and Inserts (Video)
• Know Ghostwriting? (Video)
• and more
"......"
More weird shit piled up.
> [Your face looks sour.]
"Normal stats mean stamina, agility, evasion—not this crap?"
Hong Seongi didn't game, but Song Jinho played mobile games on set downtime. Perfect time-killer for a manager whose job was waiting.
> [For normal males, yeah.]
"Then why mine like this? Length and girth—what?"
> [Your dick length rates A+, girth A. You didn't ask 'cause you don't get it, right?]
"That's not it—why need this shit?!"
> [Your stats source is sex. Combat needs weapons—yours is sex, so weapon's your dick. Those show points to grind.]
"Grow the company? Why only show sex stuff?"
> [Lust Demon contract—your labor is sex, harvest is pleasure. Pleasure returns as sweet 'talent' fruit to bitches. Dose your artists, untapped talents bloom, existing ones explode. Into man-slaying bitches.]
"So fuck 'em to grow?"
> [You get it.]
Never thought he'd be a manager growing a company via fucking.
"Length and girth max out at S."
> [Eastern male limit. Western max SS.]
Racial discrimination via this...? But he recalled black dudes' howitzer monster cocks from old porn, women moaning "yes, more" taking it all. Tsk, physical limits unavoidable.
"Length and girth that crucial?"
> [Vital. -/0/+ diffs are millimeters; A to S barely 1cm. But synced with pistoning, hits different spots—multiplies bitch pleasure. Essential for conquests.]
"How up length/girth?"
> [Spend points. Converts bitch pleasure quality to points—higher Sex Skill, more points.]
"Sex Skill how?"
> [Satisfy bitch sex drive—auto-ups. Keeps coming post-conquest, check regularly. Success adds bonuses.]
So amp the sex highs.
"Piston?"
> [Overall speed/tech eval for thrust in/out.]
"Need tech too?"
> [Males thrust 1-1.5/sec. Avg ejaculation 6min—but your bitches mostly premium pussies, need 10min min. How many thrusts?]
Sudden math problem?
"One thrust/sec: 60/min, 10min too short for Grace or Seolhwa—15min pounding hits 900. Stretch finish, say 1000."
> [Bitch pussies sense speed and angle shifts. 1000 identical thrusts? Boring or not?]
Thought just pound hard—deeper than expected.
> [Your fuckbuddies have sensor-level premium pussies. Satisfy 'em? Master variety. Your in-out tech lacks now.]
"Who rates this detailed?"
> [Demons born with Unique Demonic Eyes. They appraise cocks—rate human male Sex Skills mainly.]
Cock appraisers?
> [Glance at flaccid dick, nail erect length/girth exact. Ejac volume/range, pussy-pleasing angle? Specialists.]
Not chick-sexers—every damn job exists.
"Bottom one's conquest tips?"
> [Yep. Pulled from sex tabs—weird fit. You check during conquests anyway.]
And more meant future adds; two new tips.
> [Conquesting bitch? Her tips. Idle? Future-useful from your timelines. You'll conquest nonstop anyway—no diff.]
"Lose phone, fucked—future intel inside."
> [Nah. Looks different to others.]
"Huh?"
> [Shows as other apps to non-you.]
"Other apps?"
> [Viewer-dependent: portal, webtoon, shopping, delivery... Dev feature.]
Like games switching to accelerator screen if boss catches you? Sneaky thoughtful.
App auto-transfers on phone swap—no worries. Some demon dev's a beast.
New conquest hints intrigued. Current plan seemed solid for Bora-noona, but perfect via extras appealed.
—Drama Needs More Than BGM and Inserts (Video)
Tap ended in video playback: From Jenny, music drama from couple years back that blew up.
Rare domestic music drama—hype city, 5% ratings solid. Two-parter short, but tight storytelling earned "well-made" rep beyond numbers, still talked.
'OST slayed.'
Not mere inserts—melodies/lyrics nailed scenes, psyches; even OST guy got props beyond leads.
'Prime case of music's drama power.'
Shown for noona conquest or indie agency. Music drama screams music tie-in.
'Web drama, promo, music... Puzzle forming...'
Mid-thoughts, he tapped the second video link.