+++

    “After… it’s over.”

    I sent the data to the manager and closed my laptop.

    I threw my sore body straight onto the bed.

    “Oh my…”

    An old man-like sound just comes out of my mouth.

    My whole body aches because I pissed Sung Yu-ah 10 times yesterday.

    “Um…”

    I stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

    ‘How do you cook this…’

    The conquest of Seong Yu-ah has just been completed.

    Just as I was debating whether I should touch Jo Min-ji, something very tasty appeared.

    Park Seo-yoon.

    ‘Jo Min-ji… a little later.’

    I’ve been looking at Jo Min-ji like a flower on a cliff for years.

    That’s why I don’t want to touch it carelessly.

    I want to cook properly when I have accumulated a lot of knowledge, items, and skills on how to use the app.

    ‘First, Park Seo-yoon.’

    It’s always the most worrisome time, but at the same time the most enjoyable time.

    It’s time to decide what concept to modify the target to.

    It’s worth spending hours or days here.

    “Um…”

    [User Information]

    Name: Kim Jun-young

    .

    .

    .

    Remaining points: 700 points

    When you are worried like this.

    It would be nice if I could spin the raffle and get something useful and inspiring.

    ‘There aren’t many points left to spin the lottery.’

    There are so many good skills to level up, points just don’t stack up these days.

    Regrettably, I went into the shop to draw at least one skill.

    however.

    “…Huh?”

    The store has changed.

    [Random Skill Box] – 500 points

    [Random Item Box] – 100 points

    [High-quality towel] – 50 points

    [Fake Condom] – 2,000 points

    [Hair removal cream] – 1,000 points

    .

    .

    .

    The store’s inventory has expanded.

    These are all things that came from the item box.

    ‘Once you draw it from a random box, it gets registered in the store.’

    Actually, item drawing wasn’t as easy as skill drawing.

    There are a lot of miscellaneous items, and even if special items do appear, they aren’t all that useful.

    A kind of shackle.

    ‘But if it’s like this, the story changes.’

    If only there was one really good item.

    You can buy it indefinitely from the store.

    ‘From now on, I’ll have to do some item drawing, even if it’s mandatory.’

    I was browsing through the store’s items.

    I found something strange.

    ‘Where is [Awakening]?’

    [awakening]

    (Disposable item)

    For 6 hours, raise one designated skill to Master Level.

    An item used in [Sex Master] when taking Gong Ji-yoon’s first experience.

    That nice item doesn’t show up in the shop.

    ‘Isn’t it true that everything pulled out of the box gets registered?’

    Some items appear to not be listed in the store.

    Well, it was a really fraudulent item.

    [Would you like to purchase 1 random skill box?]

    [Would you like to purchase 2 random item boxes?]

    ‘yes.’

    I even bought a box of items that weren’t in my plans.

    [Remaining points: 0 points]

    When I look at my bank account balance, tears come to my eyes.

    What can I do?

    The picking is so sweet.

    I opened the skill box.

    [You have acquired the skill ‘Speech’!]

    [Speech]

    Lv.1

    (Always applicable skill)

    A subtle level of additional correction is applied to communication.

    “Use…”

    Bang.

    It’s a bit of a thief’s way of trying to hit the jackpot by just opening one.

    I couldn’t help feeling upset.

    ‘There’s no skill that increases luck… huh? No.’

    wait for a sec.

    ‘Sister Park Seo-yoon… said she had a mental illness.’

    Social phobia.

    He said he had been to several doctors and counselors so far.

    ‘…good.’

    Ideas started to come to me.

    +++

    I had buckwheat soba for lunch with my teammates.

    “I have to go get some bread after dinner.”

    “Call.”

    Park Young-min and I always enjoy a cigarette after dinner.

    But Jo Min-ji hates cigarette smoke.

    “I’ll just work overtime.”

    Jo Min-ji is always with me, but she leaves when I smoke.

    Jo Min-ji walks towards the office as if she is used to it.

    A neat and tidy buttocks is swaying.

    I wanted to keep admiring her butt, but since Park Young-min was next to me, I ended up only glancing at him for a moment.

    I went up to the rooftop and lit a cigarette.

    It’s now October, so it’s a little chilly on the rooftop.

    “Hey. You said you learned some counseling, right? ”

    Park Young-min spoke up right away.

    ‘come.’

    I’ve been working on the revisions for the past few days and I’m starting to feel a little antsy.

    Surface concept – [Kim Jun-young studied psychotherapy a little as a hobby in college.]

    Latent Idea – [Kim Jun-young is a competent counselor.]

    Subconscious Idea – [Kim Jun-young is a person who makes you feel comfortable when you’re with him.]

    Surface concept – [If it were Kim Jun-young, I would be able to open my heart.]

    This is part of the idea that was instilled in Park Young-min.

    “Uh. Why?”

    When I looked inside Park Young-min’s mind, I found that his worries about his older sister were greater than I thought.

    Thanks to this, the modifications made using it were able to be absorbed very well into Park Young-min’s mind.

    In addition, the way you talk has changed due to your [speech] skills.

    It played a big part in making me believe that I was a competent counselor.

    “No, well… It’s just that. I think you’re definitely different these days, judging from the way you talk.”

    Thanks to the revised content, Park Young-min has been talking a lot about his older sister, who is a concern of his.

    “Um… You know. Sseup…”

    I was there to chime in and lead the reaction I have now.

    “Can you give my older sister a consultation?”

    The result is now.

    “There’s nothing I can’t do if you ask me to. But why me? Let alone competent psychiatrists. I don’t even have a license.”

    “I’ve already been to doctors and professional counselors several times. They weren’t very helpful. They didn’t work. But… um… I think you’d be better than them.”

    It is very interesting to look into the inner self of other people.

    Looking into Park Young-min’s inner self, it was clear that he harbored a great deal of distrust and dissatisfaction with psychiatrists and professional counselors.

    I strengthened them a little bit.

    Since then, Park Young-min has been complaining about them every day.

    ‘I don’t trust psychiatrists and counselors. Sometimes, when I listen to their counseling, they just say useless things.’

    ‘My sister said that none of those things worked. She probably couldn’t feel any change.’

    ‘The structure itself is flawed from the start. If you measure the cost by the hour, of course they won’t focus on treatment and will just waste time. Damn idiots.’

    Add some spice to it, some ideas.

    Subconscious Idea – [Kim Jun-young is a trustworthy person.]

    Surface concept – [If it were Kim Jun-young, he would sincerely fix his older sister.]

    “Okay. I don’t know if it will work out, but I’ll try. Let’s meet up and talk.”

    “Thank you so much!”

    Park Young-min’s expression brightened suddenly.

    The guy grabs my hand with both of his and shakes it up and down.

    “I was at a loss for a while, but now I’m starting to get some sense of direction!”

    It’s a lot more intense than I thought.

    ‘Yeah, this is my first time putting this much effort into a guy, so I need to see this level of reaction so I don’t feel bad.’

    “Hey, get out. It’s gross.”

    “Kik. You little punk, take it! Don’t worry about the money. I’ll talk to your parents and take care of it properly. I won’t take it from you just because you’re an unlicensed quack.”

    “Okay. I don’t get paid for consulting. Buy me noodles for dinner tonight.”

    “You little brat, you’re trustworthy for once. I’ll buy you noodles and… I’ll give you money, little brat! Anyway, …thank you.”

    “Do whatever you want. Is this Saturday okay?”

    “Oh, I’ll tell my sister. I don’t need to tell you, but I’m unemployed and don’t have a schedule.”

    Your sister will pay the price.

    With the body.

    +++

    Dingdong-

    I rang the doorbell.

    The door opened right away without even asking through the intercom.

    “Are you here?”

    “ is here.”

    Park Young-min welcomed me.

    There is a lot of anticipation and trust in the guy’s eyes.

    “Come in. Mom and Dad are waiting inside.”

    I went into the house.

    On one side of the table sit Park Young-min’s mother, father, and Park Young-min’s older sister, Park Seo-yoon.

    Park Seo-yoon’s outfit today is normal. Sweatpants and a hoodie.

    Both of them are Park Young-min’s clothes, and the size is big.

    ‘That’s too bad.’

    It would have been nice if you had dressed like last time.

    I said hello to my family.

    “Hello, how are you two?”

    “Are you here? It’s been a while.”

    “Long time no see. Sit down.”

    I also met Park Young-min’s parents a couple of times, although not as much as Jo Min-ji’s family.

    Ma’am, you also know that I am close with Park Young-min.

    “Hello.”

    I said hello to Park Seo-yoon.

    “……Yes.”

    He answered in a small voice, avoiding my eyes.

    ‘I’m just glad it didn’t get chewed.’

    Park Young-min and I sat across from the three people.

    “So you learned counseling?”

    +++

    I talked to my family.

    Like Park Young-min, the revisions to them have already been completed.

    They will trust me, and that tendency will only get stronger over time.

    Not knowing what I would do to their daughter and sister.

    “Then I’ll take good care of you.”

    “Please take care of me.”

    “Yes. Just leave it to me.”

    Every Saturday, I come here and talk to Park Seo-yoon.

    If necessary, I leave room for additional consultations during the week at my discretion.

    I stubbornly refused the money.

    In their minds, each of these attitudes of mine will be compared to those of other counselors.

    And you will trust me more.

    Just once a week, Park Young-min decided to buy me a meal.

    “Would you like to come in?”

    “…”

    Unlike those who have been brainwashed.

    Park Seo-yoon is a patient with social phobia, in a raw state.

    Park Seo-yoon didn’t make eye contact with me throughout the story.

    He was just wiggling his fingers under the table.

    Even in our frequent conversations, when I asked a question, Park Seo-yoon would only give the bare minimum of answers.

    ‘He’s really reluctant to share a room with me.’

    Park Seo-yoon’s shoulders are shaking slightly as she walks in front of me.

    But the conversation with the entire family is over. On top of that, Park Seo-yoon is timid.

    That’s why he couldn’t show me any sign of displeasure.

    ‘But… you’re sweating a lot.’

    Park Seo-yoon’s hair is stuck to her cheek and neck.

    The neck area of the gray hoodie was already soaking wet and turning black.

    ‘Surely that’s not all cold sweat?’

    I’m so nervous that I’m sweating profusely.

    ‘…Is it hot?’

    Squeak-

    I entered Park Seo-yoon’s room.

    Just the two of us.

    ‘It’s very dark.’

    It seems like he lives with his room lit only by the light from his computer.

    Your monitor has a ton of Internet tabs and windows open.

    There are two cup ramen containers stacked in front of the computer.

    You can also see a mug half-full of milk.

    The blanket on the bed is in a mess and scattered about.

    ‘Still… it’s not that bad to be upset.’

    I think it’s probably because my parents often organize things for me.

    There are several books scattered on the floor.

    Looking at the types, they are all self-development books.

    ‘I said I was anxious too.’

    That point will be quite useful for correction.

    “Then shall we begin the story?”

    “…yes”

    I sat Park Seo-yoon down on the computer chair and sat across from her on the bed.

    It’s still warm under the blanket. She must have been sleeping until just before I arrived.

    “I’m your younger brother’s friend, and you’re two years older than me, so feel free to talk to me. I’ll talk to you comfortably too.”

    “Yes…”

    It doesn’t seem comfortable at all.

    “It’s been 9 years since I graduated from high school.”

    “…yes.”

    “When was your last earning activity?”

    “2 years ago, convenience store part-time job… . ”

    We talked about useless things for a while, conscious of being overheard outside.

    Meanwhile, Park Seo-yoon kept answering with minimal words.

    After about 10 minutes, when you think it’s time to go.

    I turned on the app.

    [Do you want to start editing mode?]

    [Target: Park Seo-yoon]

    ‘yes.’

    [Modify the inner self of the target, Park Seo-yoon.]

    The scenery changes.

    +++

    [Enter keywords to search.]

    [ ]

    “Family”

    This is the first revision.

    Avoid making any edits that might make you feel uncomfortable, and focus on the underlying work.

    ‘It starts with touching the spheres that already existed.’

    [I feel guilty about having to continue supporting my family.]

    [I don’t want to cause trouble to my family.]

    It’s very large in size.

    I think 15m class is more than enough.

    ‘enforce.’

    The size of the sphere has grown further, reaching 20 meters.

    “Keyword search. Hmm…social phobia?”

    Will it come up if I search like this?

    Luckily it worked, the mind map rotates.

    My body arrived in front of the sphere.

    No, I was mistaken.

    The target sphere was still far away, but it was so large that it appeared to be right in front of us.

    After some time passed.

    “…crazy.”

    The sphere that appeared before my eyes.

    “What is this?”

    It was larger and blacker than any sphere I had ever seen.

    [People are scary.]

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