The Second Debt Clearance Begins

Stepping out of the shower, the warm water left me feeling like every ounce of fatigue had been scrubbed clean from my body.

I toweled my wet hair roughly, then sank into the chair at my desk, leaning back comfortably against the cushion.

I picked up the smartphone I'd left on the desk and opened the VVIP Streaming App, followed by my main bank app and the credit card apps, one after another.

"Let's see... today's settlement..."

The total real-time donations from Sol's stream today came to 2.08 billion won. Adding in the estimated VOD sales revenue, it would probably hit around 2.3 billion.

On the other hand, today's expenses.

The Blurring Reason skill I'd used to rattle Sol's mind had cost 4 billion won. Then there was the 20 million won modeling fee for our pretty little model, plus the rental studio booking, wardrobe costs, and other miscellaneous expenses totaling 42 million won.

Looking purely at the numbers for income and expenditure in a single day, it was in the red.

"What a fucking steal."

The numbers staring me in the face might look like a loss right now, but today's quest reward had granted me a full three months of system subscription fees completely waived. On top of that, I'd managed to unlock Director Stage 2—something money couldn't buy. This was pure profit.

I checked my remaining available assets on the bank app.

Nearly a hundred billion in cash. The Yeonnam-dong studio interior work had cost 3 billion. Even if I factored in extra for additional materials and fully stocking the place with equipment, I still had an enormous sum left over.

It felt incredibly reassuring.

Was this what it was like to have enough money that you could pursue any art you wanted without a single worry? It put the mind at such ease.

I pulled a cigarette from the pack on the desk, lit it, and took a drag.

I roughly sketched out tomorrow's on-site situation in my head, then lay down in bed with a satisfied feeling and closed my eyes.

It really was a fucking sweet night.

The next morning. First-floor studio construction site.

I woke up in a good mood, washed up quickly, and headed down to the first floor.

The site was already buzzing with energy from the early hours.

The sharp thwack-thwack of nail guns rang out as the framework for dividing walls shot up one after another.

"Aigoo, Director. You're down early."

The site foreman, wearing a hard hat, greeted me.

"Everyone's working hard. Starting so early in the morning."

I smiled warmly and gave a light bow.

Must be tough. When it's time to work, nothing beats cold drinks!

"Foreman! And all the Design Su staff! Let's cool off with some drinks first! It's on me."

My shout drew everyone's eyes.

"I'll make it iced Americanos for everyone, but if anyone wants something sweeter or different, just say the word."

"A cold americano sounds perfect for us!"

"Thank you, Director!"

Cheerful replies came back.

I ordered a generous amount of coffee and sweet desserts to match the headcount and paid.

When I looked up after finishing the app order, I spotted Cha Sua in the middle of the dusty site, wearing a hard hat.

She was examining a tablet with the staff, meticulously checking the positions of the structural frames and giving instructions.

"Sua. Good morning."

When I approached and greeted her, Cha Sua turned her head and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bowed politely.

"Ah, yes. Did you sleep well, Director?"

"You'll have an americano too, right?"

"Yes. Thank you."

I moved with Cha Sua to a bar table in a quiet corner of the first floor, slightly off the workers' main paths.

A peaceful spot where the noise of the site felt a little more distant.

"The construction is moving incredibly fast. Seeing the framework go up, it's finally starting to feel like something real."

My relaxed greeting brought a softer expression to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Cha Sua's face as she showed me the tablet screen.

"Yes. The demolition was done so cleanly that we could jump straight into the carpentry and steel work. Right now we're erecting the horizon frames on the first floor, and in the basement we're laying the foundation for the framing before installing the soundproofing. I'm supervising constantly to make sure the design drawings and on-site measurements stay perfectly aligned."

"You've been working hard. Put safety first so no one gets hurt—take it slow. We have plenty of money, so if materials run low, don't look for cheap options. Use only the absolute best."

Our conversation was entirely constructive and ordinary.

During the day on site, Sua was perfectly fulfilling her role as a capable designer.

Before long, the delivery driver arrived carrying coffee in both hands.

I personally handed out the coffees to the workers and staff, thanking them for their hard work.

After distributing all the drinks, I picked up the remaining americano and approached Sua.

"Here you go."

"Thank you."

"Looks good. I'll step out for a bit then."

"Yes. Take care, Director. Don't worry about the site."

Cha Sua bowed politely to see me off.

I turned and took a few steps before stopping, as if something had occurred to me, and looked back.

"Oh, right. Sua."

Cha Sua lifted her head again and met my eyes.

"You haven't forgotten what I messaged you about yesterday, right? Don't leave after work today—wait here for me. You can head up to the second floor first if you want."

Cha Sua's shoulders gave the tiniest tremble.

At the same time, I saw her fingers tighten slightly around her coffee cup.

She understood perfectly what kind of "business" I was referring to.

"I'm counting on you for both the daytime business and the nighttime business. Keep up the good work!"

I smiled brightly and gave a light wave.

"...Yes. Understood. Safe travels."

To anyone listening, it would have sounded like nothing more than an enthusiastic client and designer discussing overtime.

But Cha Sua's eyes shimmered with a strange tension and an irrepressible sense of corruption.

I took a sip of the refreshing iced americano and stepped out of the studio into the bright midday sunlight.

I got in the car, started the engine, and made a call.

I could pick out clothes myself without much trouble, but the sex toys I'd need to buy later would probably look different through a woman's eyes.

The call was to Lee Jihui.

After only a few rings, Jihui's clear, bright voice came through.

"Oh, Oppa! What's up, calling at this hour?"

"Where are you? Do you have classes at the academy today?"

"Classes? I do, but... why? If Oppa calls, I have to run right over!"

"You said you have class. Can you skip it?"

"Ah, whatever, whatever. I can leave it to the instructors downstairs. I'm the director, remember~ Where should I meet you?"

Wow. As expected from the director. The skill to dump everything on her subordinates was seriously ruthless.

"Come out toward Apgujeong. Let's do some shopping."

"Yesss! I'll head out right now!"

About an hour later, Apgujeong Rodeo Street.

From afar, I saw Lee Jihui walking toward me, waving. She wore a tight dress and sunglasses, fully dressed up.

"Oppa!"

Her beauty was dazzling enough to draw glances from everyone around us. She really was gorgeous.

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet!"

"Let's look at some clothes for me first, then grab lunch."

With Jihui as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my escort, we made the rounds of department stores and select shops.

She might lack manners, but her eye for fashion and beauty was outstanding.

She picked out several jackets, slacks, and shirts that were suitably casual yet luxurious, perfectly matching my body type and skin tone.

Oh... I liked them.

Shopping that would have taken me forever alone was finished in no time thanks to Jihui.

After shopping, we stopped at a clean Japanese restaurant nearby for lunch.

As she chewed her sushi, Jihui kept sneaking glances at me, reading my mood.

"So, Oppa. How are the clothes? Do they look okay?"

"Yeah. You're definitely better at picking them out. As expected from an influencer. I admit it."

"Really...? Then after we eat, want to go to my place?"

The little vixen subtly hooked her foot around mine under the table.

Ever since she'd worn that bunny girl outfit on the treadmill, she seemed to be burning with pride as the number one whore and some inexplicable sense of rivalry.

But today's main stream wasn't going to be her.

"No. I've got somewhere to go after we eat."

"Where?"

After finishing lunch, we headed to a fairly large high-end adult toy shop.

When we stepped inside, Jihui's eyes widened at the sight of all the hardcore equipment on display.

"O... Oppa. Am I picking out business supplies here today?"

Jihui asked while tightly linking her arm with mine, her face slightly flushed.

I casually scanned the displayed dildos and vibrators and answered indifferently.

"Yeah. Help me pick some out. It's a bit much doing it alone."

Jihui tilted her head.

"But Oppa, don't you already have tons of sex toys? Last time there was a whole bunch..."

I picked up one of the silicone dildos arranged by size and grinned.

"The more of these, the better. Why, if I shoved three of these into your pussy at once, your eyes would probably roll back."

At my blatant dirty joke, Jihui's face flushed bright red.

"Kyaa! What are you saying in public! That's so dirty!"

She glanced around nervously and slapped my forearm, but I could see her thighs twisting together slightly.

She really had been properly trained, Jihui.

"So who are these for? Me? Yang Jihye? Or Jeong Sujeong?"

Jihui pouted her lips with jealousy as she asked.

"What do you mean, who are they for? Everything in our studio is for everyone to use together. Are you stupid?"

"Tch... everyone together? That's gross. Still, I want to be the first to break them in. I'll use the new ones first."

"You want to get punished?"

I looked down at her with a slightly stern expression.

"Ha... haa...! S-sorry, Master..."

Whoa. The reaction was instant.

Yeah, we can't have her getting too cocky.

"Then pick out a few intense ones that you want to try. Since we're buying them anyway, we might as well get the good ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stuff."

With my permission, Jihui's eyes sparkled as she began thoroughly scouring the shop.

Her combat power was truly impressive.

"Oppa, what about this? An open-mouth gag or a ball gag that makes you drool everywhere. If we put this in Yang Jihye's mouth, her jaw would drop and it'd be hilarious."

She excitedly picked up the gag while badmouthing her rival, Yang Jihye.

"Nice. Get one of each kind. Handcuffs and restraints too."

Jihui happily started sweeping items into the basket.

Restraint sets, remotely controlled rotor vibrators, blindfolds, and more.

The basket quickly filled with all the tools needed for play.

Maybe I bought too much... when would we ever use all this?

Well, you could never have too many tools.

"Alright, thanks for helping with the shopping. Now head back to the academy."

At my words, Jihui clung tightly to my arm and pressed her breasts against me.

"Aing... We're really just eating and shopping and then parting ways? I have so much free time today. Can't we go to my place and try out the things I picked right away?"

She looked up at me with moist, wet eyes, subtly trying to seduce me. She must have been worked up since earlier.

"Hey."

"Ah... I'm sorry..."

"I'll call you a taxi, so take it and go."

"Okay..."

I tossed the shopping bags into the car trunk, then headed to the movie theater alone for the first time in a while.

The movie I watched in the nearly empty weekday afternoon theater while munching on popcorn was quite excellent.

The mise-en-scène was great, and I particularly liked how the director used light.

Savoring the lingering emotions the film left behind, I returned home in a good mood. By then the sun had completely set.

The construction crew must have all gone home; the first floor was empty and silent.

I didn't see Cha Sua either.

I climbed up to the second floor with light steps.

In the second-floor living room, Cha Sua sat demurely on the sofa in her suit.

"I'm late. Sorry."

At my greeting, Cha Sua jumped up in surprise.

"Ah... you're back, Director."

"Sit. Have you eaten?"

"Yes... I ordered something simple."

The tension was obvious on her face.

I took a bottle of water from the fridge, drank from it, and plopped down on the sofa opposite her.

"No problems on site, right?"

"Yes. Everything is going up according to the drawings."

I set the empty water bottle on the table and said,

"Sua. The dark business is going to be pretty intense. You know that, right?"

Cha Sua's cheeks flushed bright red.

This woman was probably imagining thousands of different scenarios in her head about what I meant by "intense," getting scared in advance while getting equally excited.

"So even if it's a bit rough today, understand. It's all to pay off your debt."

"...Yes. I understand."

The moment I heard her answer, I activated the VVIP Streaming App into the air.

Today, in addition to the regularly installed cameras, a very special lens had been added.

My own eyeballs began functioning as ultra-high-definition first-person camera lenses.

The multi-angle footage from the existing fixed cameras and this POV view of me looking down at Sua were being mixed and broadcast live within the app.

Hell yeah. This is what I'm talking about!!

I leaned deep into the sofa and spread my legs.

It was time to direct the stage as the director of the dark business.

"Strip."

My short, dry command.

Cha Sua bit her lip tightly, then began unbuttoning her suit jacket with trembling hands.

Her white blouse and H-line skirt fell to the carpet one after another.

When her black silk underwear dropped to the floor with a soft thud, her dazzling naked body was laid completely bare before my eyes.

"Come here."

Cha Sua crawled between my legs on her knees as if in a trance.

Her flushed face and quivering pupils as she looked up at me with quickened breaths.

"Take it out."

"Yes..."

The angle transmitted through my eyes plunged straight into our perverted viewers.

"Suck it."

At those words, Cha Sua carefully opened her mouth and took my cock fully inside, along with her hot breath.

Slurp, slurp...

In the quiet second-floor living room, wet, obscene sounds began to echo.

Cha Sua with my cock in her mouth, sucking away.

And the flood of money pouring in, filling the screen.

This was the beginning of Cha Sua's second debt clearance broadcast.