episode_0028

“Here. This is the gift option.”

Yoo Seoyoung had a great memory, but her understanding of economics was not very high.

“Well, she’s smart… but when we live together, I’ll be in charge of managing the money.”

She sighed already.

“Basically, ‘put’ is when you make money if bad news comes out, and ‘call’ is when you make money if good news comes out.”

In simple terms, it was about betting on the rise or fall.

If a winning team wins, you make money with a call.

If a losing team wins, you make money with a put.

In the stock market, it was simplified so that if a company did well, the price of a call option would go up.

And if the company didn’t do well, the price of a put option would go up.

“It’s like modern cyber gambling.”

Before the cryptocurrency speculation, many people tried to turn their lives around with this, but many ended up committing suicide.

“Wait… this is related to PL?”

Yoo Seoyoung, staring at the screen in disbelief.

I decided to just show her.

“Watch carefully. Teacher.”

Evening.

An oil shock was about to occur in a few minutes.

Stocks of oil companies all plummeted, the price of put options soared… It was nothing to individuals, but to some, it was a big enough event to consider suicide.

At first, only the price of options fluctuated,

And then it appeared on American news a few minutes later.

It would appear on Korean news an hour later.

Therefore.

“Now, I’m going to put ten billion here.”

“Ten, billion?”

Only then did Yoo Seoyoung’s expression become serious. Her shoulders were trembling.

“I’m going all in now.”

“Crazy, no…! Hey! Hey hey hey!!”

The homeroom teacher grabbed my shoulder and tried to stop me frantically.

“No. Don’t interfere.”

Click.

With that, ten billion won was deposited into the put options of oil company stocks.

“Hey, crazy. You really…”

Yoo Seoyoung’s expression looked like she was about to cry.

The sky was still beautiful and the flowers had not withered yet, but she seemed like she might go straight to the Han River.

“Do you have any evidence for this?”

“The Fed and others have mentioned it. There might be an oil shock.”

Of course, it was nonsense.

The Fed always talked about the possibility of an oil shock, a drop in gold prices, a decline in the value of the dollar, etc… It was an organization that only talked about pitiful things like a dementia patient.

An organization that warned you that you might get struck by lightning while walking down the street.

It was better to deposit money in a bank than to invest in them.

“But, I’m a regressor.”

Therefore, I could perform magic.

“Ta-da~”

I made an exaggerated gesture.

Memories became the future.

Oil shock.

Boom!

Explosion.

“What.”

Yoo Seoyoung opened her mouth in surprise.

Ten billion had turned into a hundred and sixty billion.

“Thank goodness.”

The world was flowing as it should.

And it happened,

With events occurring precisely on a minute-by-minute basis like clockwork.

As a regressor with a not-so-great memory, I had to acknowledge all the major events like this.

“It’s easy, isn’t it?”

“…What.”

“Of course, after deducting taxes, there’s only about a hundred billion left.”

“Are you trying to gaslight me with this?”

She looked at me as if her pride was hurt. A look that asked if I was trying to buy her love with money. Of course, I had no intention of doing such a thing.

She was not a prostitute.

She would only be my prostitute when I commanded.

“No. I can’t buy you with this. As I said before, what you will do is invest.”

Ahem- I cleared my throat.

“I’ll give you a hundred billion, so… make it two hundred billion.”

“…What, excuse me?”

“Write a promissory note. If you make a hundred billion, I’ll be your slave for life. Yours only.”

Her eyes trembled sweetly.

The last four words, even to me, were a cruel offer.

“But, in return, if you lose, you’ll be my slave forever.”

Her expression darkened. I said it with a smile.

“I’m not a sexual slave, I’m a real slave.”

“W-what are you talking about! Is this a joke? Seonghyun?”

Yoo Seoyoung.

My homeroom teacher.

Only mine, my homeroom teacher.

Your reaction was satisfying.

“You’re entrusting me with a hundred billion…? You…your parents…”

“Listen. Teacher.”

As I pulled her close and sat her down on the chair… Yoo Seoyoung sat down with a rough voice.

Logical persuasion was useless anyway.

This wasn’t a logical issue.

“Teacher, you’re indebting me with a hundred billion.”

“Ah.”

“Even writing a promissory note.”

As I lightly nibbled on her earlobe, I could feel her shoulders flinch.

“After writing the promissory note – I’ll do whatever you ask me to do.”

“You,”

“I’ve already declared myself a slave many times. But still, don’t you think we need a definite reason? Something truly coercive.”

I whispered into her ear like a devil.

She bit her lower lip. Just the thought of it – must feel like falling off a cliff.

“Teacher.”

“Uh…”

“If, by chance, you really lose a hundred billion, then you’ll never be able to…escape.”

“I…”

Her pupils began to shake.

But soon, the light of reason returned.

“Seonghyun. This is money. Most people never get to touch such a large sum in their lifetime.”

“…”

It was an indifferent matter.

Money is like that by nature. It accumulates like trash in unnecessary places, while it’s lacking where it’s needed.

Just half of the money in the Rothschild Foundation could solve world hunger completely.

It’s just that they choose not to.

“A hundred billion. With this, the two of us…no. You alone can live off this money for a lifetime.”

She said after catching her breath.

“I’m grateful that you value me. But, even so…throwing away money for just one thrill,”

“Teacher.”

Her reaction was quite amusing.

In my past life.

The many experiences I had in the investment company actually made me lose the meaning of money.

Some were shot dead while trying to cheat the boss. Some participated in schemes, wrote a few hundred comments, and walked away with millions.

Money was just a number.

“Originally, paper money didn’t exist.”

Paper money was not real money.

It was just a certificate saying that you had deposited gold in the bank.

But after the gold standard was abolished, there was more paper money than actual gold.

And then, debt exceeded money.

“It’s a strange world.”

With more debt than actual money – how do people repay their debts and live?

So, I had no intention of being loyal to money.

“But, don’t you want to try it once? Well, it’s a bit expensive.”

“…”

“24 hours. A week. Being controlled in every way, doing everything I say…something like that.”

To the teacher…

I would ask for cleaning.

I would ask for laundry.

I would ask for cooking.

Just the thought of it was so enjoyable.

“If you feel a constant sense of guilt every day. No matter how much you’re punished, feeling like it’s not enough.”

“Seonghyun.”

She said as she looked at me.

“You have to distinguish between fantasy and reality. I know that.”

Her eyes were cold.

“I don’t want my life to be ruined because of this.”

“Is becoming my slave ruining your life?”

“That’s not what I meant!”

Yoo Seoyoung snapped, but then smiled.

“But…can’t a teacher with your intelligence earn a hundred billion in a lifetime?”

“…I can’t.”

No. That’s self-doubt.

She would know that herself.

A bit of stress, passing the judicial exam, and she could touch a billion-dollar salary.

Memorizing textbooks may be a hellish ordeal for others, but for Yoo Seoyoung, who excelled in long-term memory, it was nothing.

It just made her a bit tired.

“But how would you…know that?”

“Since you’re a genius who passed the teacher certification exam in just a year.”

“…”

“Hmm. If it’s really tough, why not file for bankruptcy? You won’t lose your teaching job. I’ll even sell my organs for you, teacher.”

Her gaze wavered slightly.

“Above all else.”

“…”

“Turning a hundred billion into two hundred billion is easier than you think. It’s just… gambling, if you want to call it that.”

“Gambling, it’s just gambling…”

“Exactly. From the perspective of those who do it, there’s no difference between online gambling and investing. All those investment bankers are basically online gamblers.”

“It’s because they manipulate things.”

She fell silent at my words. Then, with a hesitant expression, she spoke.

“Why are you going this far for me?”

There was a hint of trembling in her voice. She took my hand and said,

“I’m so anxious. But… excited. You know, this is almost like a mental illness, right…?”

Her words stung a bit.

I spoke seriously to her.

“It’s not a mental illness. Teacher. What would that make me if you said that?”

“I’m sorry…”

“Insulting yourself is insulting me. Don’t forget that.”

“What if you regret it?”

“I’ll always own you.”

It was like a confession, but not quite.

Yes.

It was the goal of my life in this lifetime.

So, I hope you won’t belittle yourself. Your humility is an insult to my life.

“Cowardly.”

“But… if you win, you’ll own me for life.”

“That’s an enticing offer.”

“Is it…?”

“You. Just try to earn me.”

She glared at me. Then, with a slightly more determined tone than before, she said,

“You’ll be mine forever.”

“…Of course.”

I connected to the printer in the corner of the study room and printed a simple form of promissory note.

“Of course, it has no legal effect.”

A hundred billion isn’t the kind of money that can be proven with a small piece of paper like this.

It was just for fun.

A hundred billion.

“Okay, it’s printed.”

A simple promissory note. Baek Seong-hyun transfers a hundred billion to Yoo Seo-yeong. If unable to repay, must obey the other party’s orders.

“Ugh…”

She let out a soft groan as she looked at it.

It was adorable.

“I’ll give you the account number.”

“You’re not transferring it to my account?”

“No. Then we’d have to pay gift tax.”

She let out a reluctant groan. Then she looked at me.

“You… be prepared. I’ll do anything.”

“I’ll be counting on you, teacher.”

Yoo Seo-yeong dipped her thumb in ink and stamped the promissory note.

“Teacher.”

As she was about to leave, I smiled and said,

“No matter what… a hundred billion out of a hundred and sixty billion. It’s a lot of money. Do well.”

“…Cowardly.”

“I trust you to some extent, teacher. Even if you can’t make two hundred billion, manage it wisely. Got it?”

Yoo Seo-yeong left the classroom with a displeased look.

And I…

I felt really good.