Decided to trust my gut.
Starting with taking off her bra.
The real drinking games began.
"Alright, from now on, the loser of each game drinks a penalty shot or takes off one piece of clothing. Winners get 100,000 won per game. If you don't like it, leave now."
Neither woman budged. The moment they'd thrown themselves at me, they'd already steeled themselves for this.
The drinking games kicked off.
"Let's start simple with the Hunminjeongeum game. Make the penalty shots strong. That's what makes it fun."
Wow. They filled the cups to the brim with straight whiskey. Barely any ice, so it was basically like drinking it neat.
At least, I had no confidence I'd down that.
Better to just strip.
"What, we're already out of booze? Should I order more Valentine?"
"Let's go big—four bottles upfront."
"... Someone might end up carried out."
"If you don't wanna drink the penalty, just strip."
"Oppa, you're dead serious... Where'd that innocent guy from earlier go?"
She pretended to be scared, but a smile played on her lips. Not only would this boost the bar's sales, but once things got serious, they'd rake in serious cash too. She had a gut feeling about it.
I'd been innocent when I had nothing much to offer. But with money on the line, I'd paid the fair price—hell, more than fair.
Still pretending to be naive and helpless? That just made me a sucker in their eyes.
Coming to the city broke had taught me the true value of money.
Back then, someone could've offered me a million won, and I'd have bet my life on it.
Four bottles of Valentine arrived.
The madam who brought them looked like she'd hit the lottery—her grin stretched ear to ear.
Just tonight, I'd blown over three million won.
Not a fortune, but for unexpected revenue she never saw coming? Jackpot.
"Eek, me? Oppa, my dark knight?"
"Refuse, and it's two shots."
"Tch. You're totally set on stripping me."
"Just drink it."
"Crazy? That'd kill me. How about my socks instead?"
She dangled a single sock and winked.
Didn't matter. Money was no object, and there was something satisfying about peeling off layers one by one.
After a few rounds, the women—hesitant to end the games—challenged the penalty shots.
Twice was their limit.
They'd stripped off everything they could. Only bra and panties left on top and bottom.
Sarang was already braless from earlier.
Take off her top, and her breasts would be right there.
"Alright, now let's get serious. Snake-Apple-No-Buy starts."
"What? Way too blatant."
"I've given you plenty of chances. This is more than enough."
"Tch. Fine, I'm not losing anyway."
A game where each turn had to escalate beyond the previous. Hyung started with a peck. When it came to me, it turned into a full kiss.
"Mmm."
Ha... Feels good. Just our tongues intertwining, and my dick was already throbbing hard.
Hyung groped his partner's breasts while kissing her.
"O-oppa... Ahh..."
Next round back to me: Sarang straddled my lap, facing me, pressing our clothed crotches together.
"Haa... Hah. Oppa... Mmm."
"Hoo... Ugh."
The stimulation was insane. Even with clothes in the way, I could feel my rock-hard cock against her thin panties, her pussy right there. I was on the verge of blowing already.
Hated to let the next turn pass.
Hyung stepped up.
"Alright, mood's heated. Let's make it official. First to make someone cum gets 2.4 million won. Second place, 1.6 million. Deal?"
"...Sounds good. I can't hold back anymore either."
Sarang smiled atop me and stripped off her top. She pulled my face into her breasts. So soft.
I stuck out my tongue. Sucked on her protruding nipple.
"Ahhng. Oppa, harder... Suck harder."
"Mmph."
"Haa... Oppa, I'm so wet. Put it in..."
I stripped. Got her fully naked too. Hyung on the other side? Didn't even register.
Sarang's panties were soaked.
"Putting it in."
"Yes... Deep. Hurry."
I thrust my fully erect cock inside. Felt the warm, enveloping walls of her pussy.
Noobs are the best!
Remembered my first one-night stand, barely legal.
Felt ecstasy back then, but nothing compared to this.
Already about to cum.
I rocked my hips.
Squelch squelch.
"O-oppa, so good. Ha-euk. Pound harder."
"Hngh hngh. Uhngh."
W-wait. It's only been minutes since I entered, and I'm already at the peak?
Tried to pause by switching positions, but Sarang locked her legs around my waist.
She squeezed, rubbing her breasts against me. Even more stimulation on my cock.
"Haa. Ah... Ahngh."
"Oppa!"
Spurt spurt.
I came.
In that moment of release, it felt like heaven. Utterly satisfying.
To think just ten million won could buy this feeling.
Post-nut clarity hit.
Sarang and a few other women blurred together in my vision.
I shook my head.
Not yet.
"What if you cum inside..."
"Sarang, you wouldn't let go."
"Oppa's dick is too big, feels too good."
"Yeah?"
"Not just saying it."
She wiped her pussy with tissue, dressed, came over, and pecked me.
By now, it felt routine—no embarrassment.
In hours, more kisses than I'd had in my whole life.
No sage mode kicking in.
Maybe 'cause the money spent didn't sting?
No regret, just satisfaction.
Everyone dressed.
"Oppa, want my number?"
"Your number?"
"You said you wanna get better with girls. I'll help."
"Uh... Sure, why not."
"What? You were all shy earlier, and now it's like pulling teeth for a number?"
I saved it anyway.
Who knows what the future holds.
Left the room salon.
"Do-yoon... I'll be grateful forever."
"Nah, no big deal."
"Dropping ten million on one night... You made my dream come true."
"Your dream?"
"Every guy's gotta have this kinda dream. From now on at the part-time gig, I'll cover your shifts too."
"Th-thanks."
"Oh right. When you quitting the part-time?"
"Huh?"
"With that kinda money, no need, right?"
"Just... Watching a bit longer. Not set yet."
"Fair enough..."
Truth was, no need for part-time anymore.
But with cash to burn, it felt less like work, more like a hobby.
Quitting abruptly would be rude—better give notice, hand off properly.
"Want a ride home?"
"From you, hyung?"
"Too creepy?"
"...A little."
"Yeah? Just testing the waters, thanks for the night."
Grabbed a cab home.
Living the life. Taxis feel normal now.
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"Got a missed call."
Checked my phone—Aunt had called.
Told her about the company dinner beforehand, but stayed later than expected. Probably checking in.
Too late to call back now; she'd be asleep. Headed inside first.
Cab dropped me right out front.
Aunt was up, waiting.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"No apologies. Seeing you—always grinding at work—finally out having fun? Makes me happy. I was just sorting my thoughts anyway."
"Oh, okay."
"Here, honey water first. You reek of booze."
Drank plenty tonight. At least a bottle of whiskey per four people.
Spilled a ton too.
Aunt brought the honey water.
Her thoughtfulness drew my eyes without thinking.
Sorting thoughts... Probably money stuff.
Overheard her call last time—definitely financial woes.
Wants to provide for her daughters, who chose her over their dad.
But reality bites.
Especially now Si-hyun's an adult, child support cut off. Headache city.
Outflows everywhere, no inflows.
"Aunt."
"Yeah?"
"I'll start paying rent now."
"...What? Did I make you feel burdened?"
Shook my head.
"No, I just want peace of mind. I can afford it."
"You're killing yourself working extra to be independent—how could I take your money?"
"It's not like that. Work's going well lately, got some breathing room. Please accept."
"..."
"Mom wanted a proper home, so deposit's high, but rent's no issue."
"...Promise me something then?"
"Sure?"
"If it ever gets tough, tell me right away—no bottling it up."
"Promise."
Aunt relented. She couldn't afford to be picky—not when she might need a second job otherwise.
Rain in a drought.
She held my hand, thanking me profusely.
Even buzzed, I got hard.
She's so pretty...
Celebrity-level looks, but seeing her struggle like this? Heart goes out.
Chatting with Aunt, we settled my next few months—or years.
Live a double life.
Stick close here, but chase the rich life on the side.
Buy a house and car. Couldn't hold out anymore.
But prioritize thriving here over there.
To scout houses and cars, shut the door and booted the PC.
"...Huh?"
Checked browser tabs—shocked sober in an instant.
Practically dove into the screen.
Rubbed my eyes.
Still the same.
Hyung said it'd dipped about 3%. I'd figured that.
Wrong.
Now showing a 7% drop.
More than double.
And it wasn't over.
"...This is bad."
Domestic exchanges tanked harder as kimchi premium vanished.
Disastrous.
My gains now around 7 billion won. From 2 billion principal.
Unbelievable. Tempted to cash out...
"...But this ain't the end."
A strange certainty hit. This drop was just the beginning.
Decided to bet another 10 billion.
Worst case, lose it all—still 90 billion left.
More than enough for a nobody like me.
If it plunged further as expected...
At least 10 billion profit.
Applied 10x leverage on another 10 billion short—effective 100 billion position.
Total: 15 billion principal, leveraged to 207 billion invested.
"...Trust the gut."
Decided to trust my gut.