“No matter where I go, there’s only that news…”

    Ji-hoon clicked his tongue and looked closely at the holographic display board in front of him.

    Future Companies, Short Selling, Huge Losses…

    The news that I had just glanced over in the morning was coming out again. The voice and face of the announcer who was talking seemed quite serious, as if something quite big had happened in society.

    “Of course it’s big, because the amount of money is different.”

    “How much did it fly that the CEO of the company came out and apologized? Those guys called Megacorp and all, they’re really bad guys.”

    ” It is a bad baby, but they are a company that is built on the law of capitalism.

    Sonagi and Jihoon were inside the elevator. The elevator, which had started from the first floor, was going up to the 69th floor, and contrary to Jihoon’s expectations, it wasn’t moving as fast.

    The elevator was so slow that I was bored to death when the hologram TV on the wall disappeared.

    [It is known that the market capitalization of Mirae Company evaporated by about 37.7 trillion won last night. Mirae Company has been performing well in its recent business competition with Lucky Venus. The sudden short selling last night has caused the outlook for the business it is currently investing in──]

    “…Thirty.. What? What?”

    “They’re making a ton of money. There’s no one living in Korea who doesn’t use products from future companies, so of course they make that much money.”

    “No, no matter what, hey… … . Wow… . Shit.. Isn’t that ruined? What if 37 trillion went flying away?”

    “It will never fail. What do you mean it will fail? If that pretty CEO of a company came out and bowed his head and said hello, the nobles would be so happy..”

    Clicking his tongue, Sonagi goes out through the open door with a clatter.

    “Yangban? What are you talking about, Yangban?”

    “What are you talking about? A nobleman is a nobleman. What else is there?”

    What is he talking about? Ji-hoon follows Sonagi while asking questions. The strange number 69th floor was not for nothing. Ji-hoon clicked his tongue at the sight he saw as soon as he opened the door.

    “What the fuck is this?”

    “Why. Is this your first time seeing something like this? You’ve lived a really healthy life.”

    “No, that’s not it…”

    Ji-hoon was dumbfounded. There were women standing in front of him.

    It wasn’t some food alley, and women were standing there smiling and soliciting customers to come into their stores.

    Even in modern times, he had never been to a red-light district or a brothel, so he couldn’t tell if that was the atmosphere or not, but that wasn’t what surprised him.

    It was the women’s clothing. Some were just wearing modern, ordinary clothes. Some were wearing dolphin pants, some were wearing tank tops that almost showed their breasts, and some were wearing clothes that showed their navels…

    It wasn’t terribly strange because it was just plain ordinary. The problem was other people.

    “What the… What is this? No, this… The gentleman wasn’t joking…”

    Joseon Dynasty.

    There were quite a few women dressed in the style of a ‘parasite’, which is exactly what the word ‘parasite’ meant. On the other hand, there were also women dressed in the style of a Japanese ‘geisha’, standing there smiling.

    Ji-hoon was more interested in the gisaeng than the geisha. Some of them had their breasts covered with a pure white muslin, while others were wearing short-looking tops that almost showed off their pink nipples.

    Starting with their hair, each and every hanbok they were wearing perfectly reminded me of the Joseon Dynasty, but funny enough, if you look closely at the women’s hair, you can see a faint chrome-colored glow, and their hands were wearing cyberware prosthetic arms, which gave off a strange feeling.

    “Hey… Is this normal?”

    “Normally. Most people want to live like the well-off nobles. It’s known that nobles live with such pretty gisaengs. People who pay for sex want women who look like gisaengs.”

    Sonagi, speaking indifferently, ignored the flirting women and continued to go inside, inside.

    As I went further inside, I saw not only the parasites, geishas, and prostitutes in modern attire, but also one or two prostitutes dressed in strange attire that reminded me of women from all over the world.

    “This is where we are going today.”

    Sonagi, who had reached the deepest part of the 69th floor, pointed to a door with his finger.

    It was a very shabby-looking entrance, not a place where women would likely be.

    “Here too… Is it the same as the women over there just now?”

    “It’s the same. Instead, it’s a place where people who want to make money a little more safely are there.”

    Sonagi opened the door with a smile and went inside, but there was no counter or place to greet customers.

    I saw a long, long hallway with small doors placed closely together.

    “What is this? You said you were making money.”

    “You really don’t know anything. Yeah. Just stay still… . Boss! Boss! ”

    As Sonagi shouts loudly, a red door opens and a man comes out from inside. He looks quite ordinary, but it is clear that his right arm and left eye have been replaced with cyberware.

    It was deliberately painted with chrome and not covered with normal skin, so it stood out so strongly.

    “Men can’t work.”

    “I didn’t come here to work, sir. You said you didn’t pay? There are so many people who want to come to the 69th floor, so you can’t do business here without paying.”

    Sonagi smiled and took out a pistol from her waistband and held it. The man was startled by this sight and raised both hands, exposing his palms.

    “Hey, Miss… I thought you looked a little scary, but you’re a problem solver.”

    “Do you think a good person can’t shoot a gun?”

    “Ha, haha. Of course I’m lying.. I, hehe, you know. I just forgot for a moment and didn’t deposit it. Didn’t Mr. Kim send it? I’ll deposit it right away!”

    The store owner forced a smile, sweat dripping down his forehead, and his eyes briefly glowed red.

    “Mister, if you do something stupid, you know it won’t end with you getting shot in the stomach, right?”

    “I know, Mr. Kim sent it, so there’s no way I’d do something half-hearted… Haha, I made sure to deposit it, including interest.”

    At the president’s words, this time Sonagi’s eyes light up.

    “Sir, oh.. yes. Did you check it? I understand. Yes, I will take care of that right away.”

    “Oh, yeah! So it’s over now?”

    “No, sir. This can’t be the end. Do you know how many requests are there under your name? In addition to this──”

    Sonagi’s eyes returned to normal, but the situation was not over. It seemed like the story would be quite long, and Jihoon was not very interested in the situation itself, so he started walking slowly down the hallway with his arms crossed.

    ‘It’s not some kind of multi-room… What kind of rooms are there… One, two… I think there are more than twenty…’

    Ji-hoon stopped in front of the door while counting numbers. Since the door was made of glass, it wasn’t difficult to peek inside.

    In the room, a woman was sitting on a black sofa with a towel spread out, wearing only her underwear. Her face was better than expected, and her body didn’t look bad either.

    “…What is it.”

    But there was no man. Don’t you need a man to make money?

    Ji-hoon felt something was strange and checked the room behind him, the room next to it, and the rooms around him, but the women were sitting on the black sofa with towels spread out on them, in their underwear or naked.

    To the right of the women was a huge computer with a monitor on it. Ji-hoon had to look at the monitor to figure out something.

    ‘Is this really…’

    The monitor showed someone’s point of view. I could see the situation of ‘woman dealing with woman’ in the first person, and I could see her licking the luscious vagina in front of her with her tongue.

    After sucking the vagina for a moment, the first-person owner grabbed the dildo rolling on the bed and started vigorously poking the vagina in front of his eyes.

    ‘The woman sitting here… seems to be controlling the main character’s feelings on this screen?’

    Ji-hoon swallowed hard and looked to the side. This time, unfortunately, it was a woman serving a man. Although it was only for a moment, he was able to enjoy the ‘woman’s perspective’ of kissing the man in front of him.

    “Eww…”

    It was a screen I didn’t really want to see. But what I could tell was that all the women here were controlling a ‘body’ somewhere.

    ‘Even if she’s a prostitute AI who’s good at sex, it feels different when a real woman does it and when an AI does it.’

    So is this sex? Is it prostitution if you have sex with a female android that is being remotely controlled by a woman? Or is it just using a sex device?

    ‘This is so damn difficult… It’s not something I should be thinking about though…’

    Ji-hoon could also understand what Sonagi meant by ‘a safe way to make money’.

    How safe is it if you don’t actually meet a prostitute? Of course, the fact that you’re a prostitute doesn’t change.

    They move their ‘robot bodies’ to suck, bite, lick, and shake their butts at the thing in front of them, and that’s all by their ‘will’. But wouldn’t they be able to escape the threat of a rude customer who suddenly starts slapping someone’s butt or yelling that he’ll stick it in their asshole?

    “Oh.. What, the fee is also certain…”

    Looking at the bottom of the monitor, it was clearly displayed what fee the customer had to pay and how much.

    In most cases, it was postpaid, and the price was basically measured in 10-minute increments.

    The basic rate was like that, and vaginal ejaculation, oral sex, anal sex, SM, abnormal sexual desires…

    I was receiving money for various elements separately and was receiving money for sure.

    ‘All the people here have chips in their heads. So anyway… the money will automatically be withdrawn at the end, and a record will be left in the robot like a black box…’

    There was no one who would complain that he only did it twice and was charged for it three times. Ji-hoon looked at each woman’s body one by one, thinking that it was somewhat reasonable, but also cyberpunk.

    “Hmm… As expected.”

    There were about 30 women working here, and most of them, except for about 6, had average bodies and faces. There were only 2 or 3 so ugly that I would swear, “Fuck!” Most of them were average.

    As a prostitute, she may not have had much value as a commodity, but she was occasionally seen making quite a lot of money, as if she was able to use her ‘will’ and ‘heart’ to the utmost efficiency.

    Finally, Ji-hoon was able to figure out why the women were naked or in their underwear.

    ‘The nerves are connected.’

    At first, he didn’t know, but as he looked at each woman’s body, Ji-hoon could tell. The women’s clitorises and nipples were all erect, and their panties were often wet.

    By chance, I was able to see a woman screaming and orgasming, and at that moment, I could see the woman in the room also spurting out her love juice!

    Of course, the amount of fluid emitted by the ‘robot’ on the screen was somewhat different, but it was clear that the nerves were connected.

    ‘Is this what reality is? Even if it’s a robot’s body, I want a real woman to cry, not an AI… A real woman should feel it to some extent… It’s something like that…’

    After Ji-hoon had finished looking around, he circled the hallway and went back to where the president and Sonagi were. The hallway itself was not endless and was connected in a square shape, so going back wasn’t that difficult.

    “Ah…”

    As the rain began to appear, a naked woman opened the door wide and came out, then made eye contact with Ji-hoon.

    Fortunately, she didn’t scream, but she realized that Ji-hoon was Sonagi’s acquaintance because she saw Sonagi and the boss arguing with the gun first.

    “Thank you for your hard work..”

    The woman, who seemed to have no particular thoughts for the boss, reeked of urine and covered her legs with her left hand as if she still felt ashamed. She walked towards the shower, turned left, and went into the bathroom.

    “Sir, you’re really not going to give me the money? Then what do you know?”

    “Hey, shit… Seriously. Miss, where are you from? This kind of persistent threatening isn’t something that native Seoulites do…”

    “I’m from Incheon.”

    “What the f*ck… ”

    The boss swore and his eyes turned red.

    “I emptied every single 100 won coin in my account and sent it all away. Now put that damn gun down.”

    “Of course. Oh, really. You have so much money, sir? But since you make a lot of money here, you have to pay what you have to.”

    “What the fuck, it’s not even a tax…”

    The boss looks quite dissatisfied, but surprisingly, he doesn’t yell at her to report him to the police or to cut open his stomach. Sonagi looks satisfied and turns to Jihoon.

    Sonagi frowns strangely as she sees the bulge in the front of Jihoon’s pants.

    “What have you been doing? No way…”

    “Young man. You didn’t go into the room and do something, did you? Then I’ll kill you!”

    “No.. Shit, isn’t that too much? I just went to look. Just looking. Everyone’s bodies weren’t bad, except for one or two.”

    “Kuhahaha… Yeah, but those one or two guys make a ton of money. Those bitches are really good at it…”

    The boss laughs evilly. He is quite satisfied with the fact that he did not touch the ’employees’ of his store. Sonagi looks at him as if he really found it pitiful, takes Jihoon’s hand, and walks out of the store.

    “다음은 리퍼닥한테 가자. 아주 개새끼가 있거든.”

    “What the heck, what kind of kid are you? Are you worse than that boss earlier?”

    “There’s a kid doing bad things in Boji. If you see him, you’ll curse too. That boss is just a guy who doesn’t pay money”

    Ji-hoon was momentarily unable to say anything at Sonagi’s words that were full of emotion.

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