Sun
Sun
The next morning.
I got up from the desk while holding my stiff lower back.
The skirt was torn at the crotch and soaked,
and the bra was drenched in sweat.
The small room vibrated with the scent of evening primroses.
"Haa..."
Memories from last night surfaced.
Me hastily ending the broadcast and panting like an animal over the desk.
I bit my lip and covered my face with my hands.
"The intervals between these... heat waves are becoming increasingly unstable."
The thirst that used to come only at dawn after the full moon,
was now occurring at increasingly irregular intervals.
When I opened my status window, the moon I'd unconsciously seen yesterday was displayed.
[Trait: Yin-Yang Person]
The moon that had already filled halfway.
"If it's like this now, what happens when the moon becomes completely full?"
If this situation occurs during a Haneul Company broadcast, it would be an absolute disaster.
A chill ran down my spine.
I need to find a solution immediately.
But then reality hit me.
Just yesterday's earnings alone were 1.9 million won.
Donations in my personal broadcast room keep increasing too.
And I should give this up?
"......"
Fear was instantly crushed beneath reason.
My sharper mind was precisely calculating money even in this situation.
"...Money comes first for now."
I threw the sweat-drenched bra and half-ruined skirt into the trash.
***
After that night, I threw myself into broadcasting like crazy.
Viewer numbers had surpassed 500,
and I was becoming skilled at handling teasing comments and gazes while "enjoying" the broadcasts.
A week passed before I knew it.
The day of the third Excel broadcast.
Standing before the full-length mirror in the waiting room, I did a final check of my outfit.
"Perfect."
If last broadcast was a fresh, bubbly idol concept, today was the complete opposite.
A tight-fitting black silk slip dress.
Over it, a thin off-shoulder bolero that subtly revealed skin.
After reapplying lip gloss, I left the waiting room.
***
"Alright everyone, before we begin properly!
Let's see how hard our crew members have worked this season!
We'll show the interim rankings first!"
Park Haneul's voice announced as the rankings appeared on screen.
1st place: Suyeon.
2nd place: Bora.
3rd place: Wolha.
"Wow! Our maknae Wolha-nim has climbed all the way to 3rd place!"
All eyes on stage turned toward me.
"Ah, but Arin-nim needs to step it up, no? Last season's 2nd place is now 5th?"
At Park Haneul's jab, Arin kept her head bowed, staring at the floor.
Then Suyeon, sitting in 1st place, smiled sweetly and grabbed the mic.
"Our Wolha's personal broadcasts have been exploding lately~
So you can take it easy during today's show, right?"
Though her face smiled, the meaning was clear.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
If this were me before the transformation, I would've faltered.
Hmph, why should I?
Instead of looking at Suyeon, I faced the camera and slightly raised the corner of my mouth.
[Heeung]
[Thank you thank you thank you]
[She's seriously gorgeous]
That was enough.
As the chat reacted, I subtly adjusted the sheer bolero slipping off my shoulder.
With each breath, my cleavage swayed visibly through the deep V-neck.
No words needed.
Just showing was enough.
Suyeon's smile twitched.
"Wow, Wolha-nim's dominating aura!
Everyone supporting Wolha-nim, come on in!"
Amid Park Haneul's exaggerated reactions, fireworks exploded wildly on screen.
[Bamui Jewang gifted 20,000 balloons!]
[Bamui Jewang: Wolha, let's go for 1st today!]
[Keunson Gom gifted 20,000 balloons!]
[Keunson Gom: Yeah yeah, it's about time for 1st place]
The numbers next to my name on the Excel chart began updating frantically.
Simultaneously, intense music blasted through the studio.
"Alright, let's bring Wolha-ssi to the stage!
Let's get these gentlemen fired up!"
Without hesitation, I went center stage and swayed my hips to the beat.
With each leg movement, white thighs flashed through the dress slit.
"Wolha-ssi! Gom-nim just gifted 10,000 more!"
Following Park Haneul's cue, I knelt on stage and leaned forward.
The bolero gaped open, revealing pale breasts under the lights.
Meeting the camera's gaze, I lightly licked my lips.
[Bamui Jewang gifted 30,000 balloons!]
[Bamui Jewang: That's what I'm talking about]
My ranking climbed in real-time to right beneath Suyeon's.
As the music reached its climax, I rose from the floor.
Tossing my hair back, I approached the camera closely.
Then shook my body fiercely before it.
[Gasp]
[Holy shit this is porn]
[No joke I actually came]
My mind instantly calculated which movements would excite viewers most,
and my body executed them perfectly.
[Keunson Gom gifted 30,000 balloons!]
[Keunson Gom: Let's overtake Suyeon!!]
My balloon count finally surpassed 150,000.
An unprecedented achievement that brought me right under Suyeon.
***
In the waiting room after the broadcast.
"Excuse me, Wolha-ssi?"
Park Haneul pulled me aside and whispered conspiratorially.
"You saw today's numbers? Historic.
If we do an After too, these gentlemen will open their wallets again."
"An After? I don't really..."
"Gom-nim is coming, and Bamui Jewang-nim too.
Just pour some drinks and humor them.
Two hours max. I'll raise your cut to 30%. Deal?"
30%.
The moment those words landed, my mind instantly calculated.
1.5 times my current rate.
At today's rate, that's 3.6 million won per day.
With this... I could pay off debts quickly and maybe see someone with healing traits.
Then I might find a solution to this damn heat.
The calculation took just one second.
My male pride didn't matter anymore.
Only the attention, gazes, and money pouring in mattered now.
I looked up at Park Haneul.
With a perfect woman's smile, I answered:
"Fine. But."
Staring straight at Park Haneul, I drove my point home.
"We rewrite the contract first."
***
1 AM. Club VIP room.
Several big spenders sat on one side of the table, streamers on the other.
Suyeon was clinging to 'Suyeon Team Leader', acting cute,
while I sat wedged between Keunson Gom and Bamui Jewang.
"Wow, Wolha's even better in person? Pour me a drink."
"Seriously, cameras don't do her justice."
The two men's gazes were blatantly lecherous.
Filling Keunson Gom's glass, I forced a smile.
"I'm... not good with alcohol. Just a little..."
A lie.
I'd never gotten drunk once since this transformation.
Pretending tipsiness, I observed the two men.
Keunson Gom subtly emphasized being my first patron to counter Bamui Jewang,
while Bamui Jewang tempted me by implying he had more money.
I subtly fueled their rivalry between them.
"I could grow this much thanks to you both.
Thank you."
"Ah, gilding my face now, haha."
"Trust only me from now on. I'll push hard for you too, Keunson Gom-nim."
"No, what nonsense. I'm Wolha's room leader!"
Their intentions were transparent, but I needed these men to clear my debts.
I could play along this far.
Was I manipulating them because I was originally male?
No, surely it was thanks to the mind I gained from this form.
But if I revert to male, would I lose this mind too?
My body trembled.
"Huh? Why are you shaking?"
"Ah, bathroom break."
Leaving the room, I found Suyeon leaning against the wall, checking her phone.
"Oh, Wolha. Bathroom?"
Suyeon reflexively smiled, but
dark circles showed beneath her smudged makeup.
Her phone screen caught my eye.
[Tuition - 4,500,000 ...]
So she's just like me.
In Suyeon's exhausted face, I saw my reflection.
Ranking first in broadcasts, but
ultimately just another person struggling in this pseudo-salon.
***
In the taxi home after the After.
Streetlights flashed past the window.
I discreetly opened my status window.
[Trait: Yin-Yang Person]
The moon was nearly full now.
Soon it would be a complete full moon.
I stared at my reflection in the window.
Flushed cheeks and disheveled silver hair.
A perfect female face.
Should I return to being male...?
This thought had been circling my mind.
Everything sustaining me now comes from this form.
Beautiful looks, abnormal learning ability, and even skills handling men.
These weren't my original traits but gifts from this ability.
If reverting means losing all this,
how would I live?
Return to that miserable bottom-tier hunter life?
Absolutely not.
"...I can't return now anyway."
No, stop making excuses.
"Just... keep living like this.
This isn't so bad, right?"
Leaning my forehead against the window, I whispered softly.
***
The moment I stepped inside after getting out of the taxi,
a familiar sensation shot up my spine.
"Hhk...!"
This heat was on another level entirely.
My body boiled from within.
Ten times? A hundred times stronger?
Impossible to gauge.
My legs completely gave out.
"At... least to the bed..."
But crawling was impossible.
My body rejected all control.
My hand automatically lifted the dress.
The moment my fingers touched between my legs, my entire body convulsed.
Click.
Dozens of times more sensitive than usual.
"Hiiik..."
The first climax hit instantly, gushing fluids.
But the heat remained unquenched.
An even greater wave crashed over me.
My body moved autonomously.
While one hand busied itself below,
the other grabbed and kneaded my chest through the dress.
In the frantic motions, my breasts spilled out.
"Aaaah-!"
Second climax.
Yet.
"Stop... please, stop...!"
It didn't stop.
My entire body moved in perfect sync toward one goal.
Sweat and tears streamed down my face.
Flailing like a fish on the floor, I arched my back.
Desperately, I opened my status window.
A bright, enormous full moon filled the trait window.
"Haa, ah, aaaaah-!"
Countless climaxes shattered my rationality.
My mind went blank.
A bestial sound escaped my throat at the final peak.
Consciousness drowned beneath the scorching waves.
***
Ding.
— The sun has been completed.
***
---
[Dungeon Gallery]
Title: How was Wolha's first After broadcast?
Missed it because of shift work damn
ㅇㅇ: Sitting between two whales flirting, damn I was jealous
ㅇㅇ: Why aren't I rich
ㅇㅇ: She drinks well? Sent both patrons home drunk while staying sober lol
ㅇㅇ: Not opening personal broadcast after After, probably passed out tired ㅠ
ㅇㅇ: Saw this Excel's balloon count? Wolha alone got 150k
ㅇㅇ: Overtaking Suyeon is just a matter of time no? Her vibe was insane
---
***
Dawn light streamed through the window.
One step inside the entrance.
A transformation was occurring in the shrimp-curled body.
Silver hair gradually took on golden hues.
Pale, translucent skin darkened to a healthy tan.
Slender limbs began developing lean muscles.
Large, soft-looking breasts gradually receded before firmness swelled out again.
The tiny waist thickened slightly,
and slender legs gained more substance.
A status window floated in the air.
[Trait: Yin-Yang Person]
Where the full moon had been, a small sun now blazed.