Here we go. Time to blow some cash.
As my hand slipped inside Sarang's bra and groped her breast, the mood ignited in an instant.
Jae-hoon hyung's partner across from us clearly wanted me too.
Soft breasts on one side. Pleading eyes on the other.
If this wasn't paradise, what was?
Nice...
A bit embarrassed, I glanced over at the woman opposite us. But my hand didn't stop fidgeting.
How do you even stop this?
I had no idea.
"Where you looking?"
Now she climbed onto my lap, grabbing my face with both hands.
The nonstop stimulation had me completely losing my mind.
"How much cash you got? You're seriously loaded."
"Ah, no."
"Don't stutter. I've never seen this much cash before."
"..."
"Don't you wanna touch down there too? I'm super clean."
"..."
For a split second, I nearly nodded without thinking.
This sly vixen.
With superhuman willpower, I shook my head and snapped back to reality.
Get a grip.
Spending the money wasn't the issue.
But this kind of atmosphere was trouble.
Even the woman across from us was leaning my way—hyung was getting totally sidelined.
"This isn't my money."
"What?"
"Hyung told me to bring cash."
"...Oh, really?"
"You need a ton for starting a small business."
"Ah... that makes sense. No wonder it was so much. Fair enough."
Sarang hopped off my thigh and playfully smacked my arm.
"Why didn't you say so sooner? You embarrassed me."
"...Give me a chance to speak."
"True. With that much, you could hit Ten Pro or Point 0."
"Ten Pro? How much is that place?"
"You interested? That cash could vanish in a month."
"Just curious."
"Snap out of it. Ten Pro's a cash pit—you don't even make it to round two."
"...What about Point 0?"
"Oppa must be loaded? Yeah, possible there. But it'll run you a few million won."
A few million won...? No big deal.
I was tempted for a moment.
"Ten Pro's gone downhill anyway—these days, it's lost its edge."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? Why kiss ass for cash when any cute young girl can just do cam work?"
"Ah."
"No booze, no juggling multiple guys."
"True."
"And if it flops, you can always come back."
It clicked instantly. Yeah, cam work beat grinding for cash any day.
At least you didn't have to face them in person.
And even if you did, it'd just be one at a time.
"Do-yoon, let's hit the bathroom."
"Sure, hyung."
I grabbed the bag and stood up.
Honestly, I was a little uneasy.
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"You punk! What the hell's going on?!"
"Huh?"
"Where'd all that cash come from? Looks like tens of millions at least!"
It was definitely shocking.
Just days ago, I was a part-time worker slaving away with him. Now I show up with tens of millions in cash?
Plus, I was the penny-pincher who'd skip seconds to save every dime for success. Bringing stacks of 50,000-won bills here? No wonder he was floored.
"Truth is... I've had some investments that blew up big."
"Investments? What?"
"Bitcoin."
"Ah... yeah, Bitcoin's been surging. But this is way too much, right?"
"It is."
"Listen up, kid. Save your money. Blow it all just 'cause you're flush, and you'll go broke fast. Real class is scrimping to turn it into even bigger bucks."
Sincere advice.
Moments like this proved he really cared about his little bro.
As a nightlife junkie, he could've just egged me on to burn it all.
"What's the point of splashing it on those girls? Take that cash to Point 0 instead."
"...That your goal?"
"Come on. Saving's the best play."
"Whatever."
"Should we bail? I'll smooth things over so hyung doesn't look lame."
"Nah, it's fine."
At most a few million, maybe tens. Not worth holding back on what I wanted.
Point 0 or not, whatever.
He'd given me real advice from the heart, and she was prettier than anyone I'd ever dreamed of landing.
"Thanks, though."
"Thanks my ass. Still... first time anyone's given me advice like that."
"Or you wanna show me? How to burn 10 million here like a pro."
"..."
Hyung froze at my offer, staring me down.
Was he about to chew me out?
I figured a nightlife fiend like him would jump at me suggesting it myself.
"Ha... you little..."
Hyung let out a sigh.
"You're a total golden boy!"
He crushed me in a bear hug, face all dreamy like he couldn't tell if it was real.
How thrilled do you have to be for that expression?
"I'll cover the booze and everything, hyung."
"Hey, speak right."
What? Did I hit his last nerve?
"Say it again."
"Huh?"
"Why'm I hyung? You're the hyung, punk!"
"..."
He hugged me tight again. Bathroom or not, he was stifling cheers.
Maybe the one scoring 10 million wasn't the girls—it was hyung.
Even if I gave him 10 million, he'd just hand it to them anyway.
"But seriously, you cool with this? I'm loving it, obviously. I'd kowtow right now."
"All good. Made a killing."
"You mortgage your whole portfolio? Whew, even with 100 million, I'd hesitate to drop 10 here."
"Eh... it's fine."
Normal folks would grudge spending a million with 100 million saved.
Different league.
Didn't make him unlikeable, though.
Never borrowed for this stuff, worked harder than anyone.
Just a guy who loved the nightlife.
And I was the rich little bro who'd caught the bug.
"Oh yeah. Speaking of—you check lately? Bitcoin tanked hard before we came in."
"What?"
"Don't tell me you're blowing unrealized gains."
"Nah, I bet short against it."
"You bastard... you're a freaking genius!"
"Just got lucky."
"Whoa... humble too. Explains dropping 10 mil like it's nothing. Respect."
"No respect needed..."
"Dead serious. I cashed out 'cause you said it'd drop earlier."
"Glad to hear it."
His news sparked a bit of curiosity.
How far did it drop?
"Investing's scary as hell. I couldn't hack it. Felt like it'd just keep climbing, then bam—total reversal overnight."
"Big drop?"
"Insane. Kimchi premium's evaporating too."
"Really?"
If even the Kimchi premium was gone...
Whatever the drop, it didn't feel temporary.
Meant to check right away, but no rush.
Anyway...
It was just pocket change I'd tossed in.
Lucky it tanked—if it'd climbed more, poof, gone.
"Head back? They've probably been waiting."
"Sure. 5 million good?"
"R-Really?"
"Yeah. Handing it over inside looks weird."
"...Thanks, man."
"No biggie."
Honestly, chump change.
And if Bitcoin dropped...
The cash I'm burning today? Peanuts next to the profits.
Even now, I was raking it in.
From hyung's tone, not just 1-2%.
At least 3%.
Like leveraging 100 billion won.
Today's gains? 3 billion already.
Money to burn anyway.
No hesitation left.
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Hyung strode back into the room behind me like a general returning victorious from battle.
"What? Thought you oppas bailed."
"Bail? Nah."
He took the bag from me, set it on the table, and unzipped it.
"Feast your eyes."
"...Didn't notice at a glance, but this ain't just tens of millions."
"Whoa. Cool just leaving it out? Don't you need it for your business?"
"Eh. How much of these 50,000s stick around? Up to you two."
"...Huh? Oppa, what? We can spend this?"
"Depends on you girls. Let's start small? Bra off, 300,000 won. First come, first served."
Bras couldn't cost more than 100,000 tops. Especially ones worn here.
Pure profit: 200,000.
Just for taking it off.
Words barely out, they scrambled to strip.
Hyung's partner tried yanking her bra off under her top, but Sarang beat her—top off, bra gone, top back on.
Whoa...
Insane.
Only word in my head.
"Whew. After all my hard work, you can't end it quick, right oppa?"
"That depends on you two too."
Here we go. Time to blow some cash.
"Never stripped at the shop before... but today's got good vibes."
Hyung! Hyung!
Keep spending! Faster!
I had even better vibes.
Bitcoin's drop? Long gone from my mind.