Chapter 1. 6.9
6.9
Is that a movie or soccer player rating?
If it were, it would just be a decent score for a B-grade killing-time movie or an average soccer player.
But unfortunately, that number represents the size of my thing.
Fully erect: 6.9 cm.
Of all numbers, it's exactly the one that those noisy people shout about, not even a millimeter off.
Of all the flaws I could have, with nothing lacking in my looks or education, it had to be a fully erect 6.9 cm dick...
There's an incident where this complex of mine was exposed and gave me a huge shock. It happened two years ago, when I was a freshman in college.
After summer break, my friends begged me to use my looks to try and pick up a girl, so I gave in and went to a 3-on-3 group blind date.
Out of the three girls we met, the prettiest one seemed to like me, and after the date, we started seeing each other alone and naturally became a couple.
She, Yujeong, and I started dating like any normal couple, whispering sweet nothings and kissing.
Then, on the last Friday of November, just before finals, the incident happened.
We were out on a date as usual, and one thing led to another, and we ended up at a motel.
After that, just like in the porn I'd seen, we took off each other's clothes, fooled around, and I put my fully aroused thing into her pussy. I was finally losing my virginity, and I was thrilled...
But unlike my excitement, Yujeong's reaction was nothing like the actresses in the porn I'd watched.
"Huh?"
A short exclamation full of emptiness and confusion, as if to say, "What is this?"
She hurriedly sat up, checked the size of my dick, suddenly said she had something urgent, quickly got dressed, and ran out of the motel room, leaving me behind with my tiny, barely distinguishable erection.
And from the next day, rumors started spreading among my classmates and in my department about how small my thing was. As soon as finals ended, I had no choice but to escape to the army.
Being mocked and mentally worn down by my peers and women was worse than the army. At least here, no one cared about my dick size.
After I was discharged without any trouble, the psychological pressure started again: "returning to school."
There was still half a year left, and I thought two years would be enough for everyone to forget about me, but I was terrified that things would be the same when I went back.
So when some classmates who heard about my discharge asked me out for drinks today, I had to refuse. I used to be sociable and popular before all this, but now look at me...
With this worry weighing on me like a stone, I headed to the address my mom sent me.
As soon as I entered college, my parents had gone abroad for business, but they got me a room near campus to match my discharge.
[Screech]
I opened the green-painted iron gate of the house matching the address on my phone, and a chubby, balding middle-aged man greeted me.
"Are you Kim Hyungsik?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Welcome. The movers just put your stuff in front of the rooftop room. You came at the perfect time. Go up and check your things. Oh! I'm the landlord here."
"Ah... okay."
The landlord, talking non-stop from the start, led me up the stairs, and I saw a few neatly stacked boxes in a corner of the rooftop. These were the things from my old place before I enlisted.
There weren't any valuables, just clothes and miscellaneous items, so I didn't worry much. Half-listening to the landlord brag about his house, I looked around.
Being a floor higher than the surrounding houses, I could see the neighborhood at a glance. It looked just like the romantic rooftop rooms you see in dramas.
While circling the rooftop, I noticed a woman hanging laundry on the rooftop of the house right in front.
She was wearing a tight dress, the kind known as "new town missy look," and every time she shook out the laundry, her voluptuous breasts bounced, catching my gaze.
Her pale, melon-sized breasts looked like two big melons hanging there...
It was an incredibly stimulating sight for me, who hadn't seen a real woman in almost a year and a half.
Soon, the blood in my body rushed to my groin, and my dick started to grow.
In an instant, I was fully erect.
But even fully hard, my 6.9 cm was so small that it didn't show through my pants.
"So, you can pay the rent on the 10th of every month by bank transfer or in cash. Got it, Hyungsik?"
"Ah... yes, what about the first month's rent?"
"Your parents already paid that, so just start from next month."
"Okay, understood."
"Alright, I'll head down now. If you need anything, just contact me."
While I was talking briefly with the landlord about rent, the woman hanging laundry across the way had disappeared.
Still irritated by my aroused dick in my pants, I started unpacking the boxes and organizing my things.
Thanks to the landlord having already wallpapered, floored, and cleaned the place, I could unpack right away without having to clean.
Before enlisting, I'd gotten rid of old or out-of-fashion clothes, so I didn't have much to put in the closet. I organized my toiletries and headed to the nearby convenience store to buy food for dinner.
The convenience store I arrived at was the same one where I'd worked part-time as a freshman, and I remembered being quite friendly with the owner.
[Jingle jingle]
As I opened the door to the familiar sound, I saw the owner behind the counter, looking just as he did two years ago.
After grabbing daily necessities and dinner, I headed to the register, and the owner recognized me and greeted me enthusiastically.
"Oh?! Aren't you Hyungsik? You're out of the army?"
"Yes, boss, long time no see. I was discharged today."
After some light small talk and paying for my things, the owner made me an offer.
"Hyungsik, would you be interested in working the night shift here? I can't find anyone these days, so I'm stuck working nights myself... I'll pay you double the base wage."
It was a pretty tempting offer, and since I needed a part-time job anyway, I accepted right away.
"Sure, I can do it. But I think I can start from next week on weekdays. Is that okay?"
"Of course! Let's write up the contract this weekend, and you can start the night shift from Monday. You already know how everything works here, right?"
"Of course, I still remember everything."
"Great, I'll contact you later. Just come by this weekend to sign the contract."
"Okay, please contact me."
"Alright~ Take care, Hyungsik."
Happy to have found a night job, I left the smiling owner behind and returned to my rooftop room, which would be my home for a while.
After putting the food in the fridge and organizing the daily necessities, I started to look at the desk in the corner of the room.
Unlike the first and second drawers, which were empty, when I opened the third and last drawer, there was a pair of metal-framed glasses just sitting there.
They looked brand new, with no signs of use. When I picked them up and looked closely, I found thinly engraved initials on one arm.
'Yas'
Yas? What's that? Is the brand name 'Yas'? Was it used by a foreigner?
The suggestive sound of the initials made me even more curious about the glasses.
Not knowing what might be on them, I wiped them down with a wet tissue and tried them on, looking in the mirror on the wall.
Since I wasn't bad-looking to begin with, I looked pretty good in glasses, too.
Then, images and text started to appear on the lenses.
⌜Welcome, customer, to the Yas system.
Currently, as this is your first time accessing the system, your information has not been registered, so you cannot use all the features of the Yas system.
Would you like to register your information and use the full service? [yes / no]⌟
It felt a bit like a scam, but I was also really curious about these glasses, which seemed to have advanced AR technology not yet on the market.
Almost entranced, I absentmindedly said "yes."
⌜We will now begin registering and linking your biometric information.
You may feel some pain during the registration process, and if the connection with the device is interrupted, there could be severe nerve damage, so please be careful.⌟
"W-what? Gah!!"
Before I could finish reading the message, a sharp pain shot from behind my ear where the glasses touched, and I screamed as I felt myself falling backward and lost consciousness.