episode_0001

Deceiving people is an interesting thing.

There wasn’t really a reason for it.

It all started with just a misunderstanding.

[Wow~ but why keep it a secret that you’re a girl?]

[Huh? Why would I be a girl?]

[Haha, but it’s so obvious~]

Even though it was just a minor incident, it was the beginning of something that couldn’t be stopped.

[But noona… I really have a wish…]

[Oh? What is it?]

[I really want you to go on a date with me… before I go to the military…]

“What’s up, bro? Who are you chatting with?”

“Just some idiot? Hey, can I draw on your chest and take a picture?”

“Oh man, you’re a pervert~? What else are you gonna say?”

“Just a date.”

[Photo]

[Oh, what’s this photo?]

[Haha, anyway, you have your own preferences. Come to Gangnam Station Exit 7 on that day~]

[Wow, really… can I do that, noona? Damn, then I won’t be a virgin from today?]

The ending is always the same, even among men who fall into the category of ‘losers,’ they all end up the same.

Thinking that if a woman is kind to men and knows a lot about them, could I do it too? Could I go to a motel? They fall into a strange confidence.

This woman has a lot of experience with men, so she must be easy, she’ll definitely do it with me too.

“No, I don’t want to be friends with benefits or anything like that…”

“Oh? Really? You don’t like sex?”

“I just like someone as a person.”

[Photo]

“Oh, really? So you’re not bothered by this kind of thing?”

“No… ugh…”

“This is driving me crazy…”

Even guys who pretend to be innocent on the outside are just pretending to be serious about not having sexual desires, but in the end, they’re all the same.

In the end, everyone just wants to have sex, right?

Every time, there was something I wanted to say.

Even sluts have eyes and brains, so why do you sleep with them?

“Um… I’m in front of Gangnam Station Exit 7 right now, where are you?”

“Noona, I’ve arrived, where are you…?”

“Miss, where are you? I can’t see you.”

“Hey, where are you? I’ve booked a motel, let’s go.”

“Hey, where are you? I’m at the meeting place but I can’t see you…”

“Damn idiots.”

“Oh, oppa… why are you taking so many photos…”

“Just shut up and suck it.”

“Yeah… but oppa, I want to buy something this time…”

“Are you a prostitute? Always wanting to buy things after having sex?”

“My bag~ but my bag is so pretty, what should I do~? I want my friends to be jealous of me, what do you think?”

“Stop talking nonsense. Are your friends prostitutes too?”

Well, this is just a hobby.

Losers in life and trash. Finding pleasure in looking at the vagina of a slut and believing that they are pure, fantasizing about it, spending 3 or 4 hours on buses, subways, or whatever, dressing up the most in their lives to meet a woman, preparing to meet her like a piece of trash.

And for the girls who claim to have pure love, spouting nonsense like that, providing a career as a prostitute who shows her naked body to multiple men, as a hobby.

For normal people, not causing harm, for losers, letting them know their place and giving them a chance for rehabilitation, a kind of healthy stress relief that benefits society.

Sometimes, when it gets boring, they go to clubs to show off their money and flirt with girls, listening to the meaningless chatter of brainless girls for a while, and when they take off their clothes.

They have fun with the sluts who moan in ecstasy at the sight of a huge dick like a monkey hanging on a banana.

And when they get bored, they play with the losers again, a hobby that is dignified and polite, not causing any harm, a social welfare activity.

“Squish, squish, bumpy, bumpy, swish, swish.”

“How old did you say you were? Wow, you’re really good at this. Where did you learn it?”

“Ugh…hmm…I’m 20…I didn’t learn this, I’m not usually this good…but your big dick got me excited, so…”

Humans are humans because their reason precedes their instincts.

In other words, if one shows a stupid appearance swayed by instincts, they can be considered lacking in human standards.

Men waste their time with false hopes, trying to meet a woman with subpar looks, letting their brains be flooded with semen instead of brain fluid, unable to grasp the situation.

“Ugh~!!! Ugh~!!! Ugh~!! Ugh!!! Ugh~!!”

“Did you major in sucking dick in high school? You’re sucking like crazy, both the top and bottom like a maniac.”

“Ugh~!! Ugh! Ugh~! Ugh~!! Right there, don’t stop, keep going, oh~!”

Women just widen their eyes like fools when they see a big dick, act all dumb, and then get overwhelmed by the first man they see, whether he’s wearing a couple ring or not, and pant like a bitch.

Losers may not admit they’re idiots, but it’s easily proven.

“Hey, hello…? Huh? Oh, oppa, huh…me…? Right now, um, squish, squish, outside, eating ice cream…squish…huh? Voice? Oh, I was exercising at Hangang Park, squish.”

“Sigh…ugh…”

“Oh, oppa, I have to hang up, got a call! I’ll call you back later. Love you.”

“Pussy.”

“Ugh…yes…ugh, this, this is unbelievable…”

Men who act like horny monkeys, panting to meet women, or women who moan while getting filled up and shake their asses like idiots.

The moment I realize I’m different from these people is so natural, yet amusing.

Playing with them, teasing women, then playing with the losers by showing them photos of the women they desire, tricking them into thinking they have a chance.

If I take a picture with my fingers spread in front of my chest, can’t I make them do it? And then, they immediately show their idiotic nature, wanting sex as if their intelligence has dropped.

Playing with inferior opponents is a very entertaining hobby.

Of course, this hobby doesn’t seem very classy, so I enjoy it secretly.

Well, it’s not a big deal, the only damage is the losers realizing they’ve been fooled too late, reporting it, and getting their accounts suspended.

Anyway, it’s just a suspended account I made to play with these losers, I can just delete it and make a new one.

While men give me joy with their pathetic appearances, women are different.

Men may be divided into manly men and losers, but women are all the same at their core.

“So, are you into knitting these days? That’s interesting.”

“Oh, really…? It’s surprisingly fun. It feels different from just buying it. When I used to just buy things, I thought they were cheap, but now that I’ve tried making them, they feel expensive.”

“Considering the production cost, it must be huge. Yarn itself may not cost much, but the maker’s hourly wage is expensive.”

“That’s true, if I think in terms of my hourly wage, a scarf would cost around 4 million won.”

“A 4 million won scarf, would you consider giving it to me as a gift?”

“Hu hu, I’ll make one for Hyungmin. Do I need to use it sparingly? Oh, by the way, Hyungmin, what are your hobbies?”

In an upscale restaurant that doesn’t suit the business, enjoying a meal while wearing a luxury brand shirt and cutting with etiquette.

Conversations boasting high knowledge and humility with a refined woman.

An interview to examine how polite and dignified someone is, and if they have the qualifications to be with me, while reevaluating how polite and dignified they are.

“Well, I enjoy moving my body a bit, so I do bodyweight exercises or horseback riding?”

“Oh, horseback riding? I like that too.”

“That’s surprising. You don’t seem like you’d handle horses well.”

“Oh, really? Is it that obvious?”

“Well, you don’t seem like the type who’s good at handling or dominating someone.”

“Handling, dominating…those words sound scary. I don’t think I’m good at that. Is it important for horseback riding?”

“Horses are quick to catch on and arrogant, so if they feel that the person riding them is lacking in skill or not handling them well, they rebel.”

“Hu hu, that’s right. It’s quite difficult. They refuse to listen even when I ask them to go here, so it’s quite a struggle.”

“If you give them a strong command, they’ll go on their own.”

“I’m not good at that. I feel like it hurts the horse, so I always just pat their neck, but the instructor always scolded me.”

“Still, you seem to have ridden for a long time.”

“Oh, how do you know that?”

“Your posture has been very proper since earlier.”

“Hu hu, I wasn’t good at it, so I eventually stopped. I couldn’t even try trotting because I was afraid of falling.”

Financially comfortable and well-off women show a different quality in their behavior, manners, and conversation topics.

Even the food and drinks they consume show a difference.

30,000 won for a cocktail, 30,000 won for cheap beer and soju.

Women who hesitate and consider various aspects of the atmosphere and the conditions of their partner rather than money show a different quality.

“Oh, this is a secret from my father…”

“Of course. If I get caught, I’ll be in big trouble too. I just want to enjoy tonight.”

“Do you do this with other women too…?”

“I only do this with charming people. I like exercising to release stress. When I see someone as charming as Ji-hye, it’s hard to resist.”

“Um, that kind of talk seems a bit…inappropriate.”

“Is Ji-hye, who wants to learn something naughty behind her fiancé’s back, not worse?”

“Don’t say that…I shouldn’t be doing this, it’s wrong. Let’s just forget about this…”

But in the end, it’s all the same.

“Oh? Wow, it’s this big normally…?”

“Have you tried this with your fiancé’s mouth?”

“With my mouth?”

In the end, a woman’s elegance, grace, and modesty don’t matter.

“Wait, there? Oh? Did it go in this far? Where is this? Oh, wait, don’t press there, don’t press, ah, ugh, ugh?! Oh, oh!”

“Now, remember horseback riding? Pretend you’re holding the reins and try to ride the recoil.”

“Ugh~! Ugh~!! Oh~!! Oh! Oh! Ugh~!! Oh, oh, oh~!!”

“Don’t drool, wow, you’re breaking it so fast.”

“This is weird~! This, this is weird, ugh! Ugh~?! Oh?! Oh~!!”

Just a beast who only knows how to shake their hips, forgets who they are, and presses their glans around the uterus while shaking their waist when a big penis enters. Whether it’s a famous university professor’s daughter, a secretary of a rising venture company, or a granddaughter who captures the cuteness of a three-term member of the National Assembly.

Very rarely, but there are exceptions, 90% of women are born with the instinct of a b*tch.

“Hoo…”

Most people are unaware of this fact.

In order to easily recognize that most men are losers and most women are b*tches,

You need to have a certain level of appearance, physical ability, and fortunate financial position.

And I, who are in such a position, only know this fact.

I know this fact and enjoy my hobby.

Stepping on someone is enjoyable, and there is no need to feel any guilt.

Those who are stepped on were made that way from the beginning.

Pathetic people born to be under my feet.

Men under my feet, women under my belly.

This position will be maintained forever, and I will live while enjoying my hobby.

It’s only natural.

Until strange text messages arrive on my smartphone,

That’s how it had to be.

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“Hello~ Good morning~ Rascal 2nd generation, Choi Hyungmin.

I’m a black magician! >ㅂ<

It's nothing much, but someone who was deceived by Choi Hyungmin is hoping to curse him.

Have you deceived quite a few men so far?

Thanks to that, there is a lot of resentment needed to cast a curse, so it's very easy to curse~

So, I decided to cast a slightly interesting curse on Choi Hyungmin!

I've never seen a case where so much of the same kind of resentment has accumulated, so it's really rare to be able to cast such a powerful curse. So I put in a little effort~

I'm going to cast a complicated curse for the first time and it looks so fun, so I might watch it sometimes. But if Hyungmin wakes up, he might be confused and show an interesting reaction, so I'll explain a bit about the curse.

If you have any questions, just think of me and talk to your smartphone~ I'm a pretty advanced black magician, so I'll answer with the new black magician style of magic adapted to the digital age ㅇ_<

Anyway, looking forward to it! ㅇㅅㅇ7

-A cool black magician N who hopes to see Choi Hyungmin being very unhappy but showing a lot of fun"

The feeling of strangeness that pervades the whole body from the moment of waking up forcibly awakens the mind.

Feeling that something is wrong, did I not sleep well? Trying to check how many hours I slept, the phone I picked up had a message floating above the screen as if it were broken.

"Huh?"

What kind of joke is this? Have I been hacked? With a voice that came out of my mouth, my mind temporarily stopped.

The voice, it's not my voice.

From the start, something feels strange from my head. My head feels heavy, my vision is dark. My shoulders are heavy, my chest feels strange. The feeling of my skin is different.

No, from the start, my body is different.

It doesn't feel like the muscular body I exercise every day. The shape of the hands entering my eyes is different. Where did the veins go? Only a pale and weak-looking arm and hand are visible.

No matter how you look at it, it's a thin woman's hand.

Large chest, a waist that doesn't seem to have any strength, excessively large hips and buttocks, long legs.

Grabbing my face with both hands, even the shape of my face is different.

"Huh?"

Understanding

It doesn't process in my brain.

What on earth is this, what situation is this?