episode_0029

“Seonghyun.”

The person who taught me about investment. My mentor from my past life.

The man with a face the color of terminal cancer soil, sucking on a cigarette like a chimney, spoke to me.

“Do you know which is bigger between one hundred million and one billion?”

“One billion.”

At that time, I was a very rough person. He chuckled.

“One billion can’t kill a person. They don’t have the guts to pay it back.”

“…”

“But, one hundred million can kill a person.”

At that time, I didn’t understand what he meant.

“No, if you have one hundred of those one billion, it’s still one billion. What are you talking about?”

“Listen carefully, you punk.”

He chuckled. The view of Yeouido spread out below.

Many people in suits were striving to get through the day.

“Even those who touch one billion here, if they suddenly owe one hundred million, they die. That’s life.”

“…”

“So, one hundred million is bigger than one billion.”

“Um, got it.”

And then, he disappeared.

Some said he died. Some said he earned a lot of money and left this place.

But one thing was certain.

His phone number was not in Korea.

“Seonghyun. Whatever happens, don’t be obsessed.”

“…”

“You’re too serious.”

I felt bad.

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I woke up.

Maybe I’m not used to the bed in the villa yet.

I couldn’t sleep properly, so I had a dream after a long time.

One of the few people I miss.

If Yoo Seoyoung was a teacher, he was a mentor. He didn’t teach me anything. He just talked about catching clouds all the time.

“I wonder if Yoo Seoyoung is doing well.”

Or, are they all living well?

I walked towards school half-dazed.

And a few minutes later.

“Pfft…”

“Baek Seonghyun, why are you smiling?”

“…No reason.”

“Come here.”

The lovely homeroom teacher, full of dark circles, called me. She looked like a panda.

“Come here.”

“Why?”

“You cursed at me, didn’t you? Give me your hand.”

“Really… she’s too much.”

“Smile? Smile? Smi-le?”

She yelled at me with bloodshot eyes and slapped my hand ten times. Laughing.

“It brings back memories.”

I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw her expression.

Nervous, tied up somewhere. Having to do something- but not finding the answer and grumbling a lot.

When I first entered the investment company, my impression was similar to that.

“After school, come to the self-study room.”

“Yes.”

I watched her retreating figure. It seemed like she needed a slap on the butt.

A really hard one.

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Yoo Seoyoung wanted to win at least once.

“You’re not that great, you know.”

At least in terms of memory, she surpassed her master.

Top 1% in the world.

No, a much higher number than that.

Her ability to memorize the content she focused on in less than a second was closer to superhuman than normal intelligence. Managing memories with images, she pulled out information from her mind like a librarian.

Also.

“If your memory is good, your reading speed is faster.”

Literally, her brain was faster than her eyes.

She didn’t need to read the content twice. When others had to go back because they couldn’t remember the content above, she already had it in her mind.

That’s how.

Yoo Seoyoung devoured several books in one night.

“…I understood it roughly.”

But…

The result she understood was just despair.

“This is just luck.”

She finally realized.

Those dozens of books- they never gave a ‘correct answer’ in any case. It was just a way to increase the probability.

That’s it.

Being sure of what events would come in the future and weaving a story around it was nothing more than a guessing game.

Some books have found a ‘pattern’ in the short-term options graph.

– The graph looks like a cat, right? It will go up in the future.

– The graph looks like a human head and shoulders. It will go up in the future.

There wasn’t much credibility.

But, there was no other basis for judgment.

“I can’t trust analyzing the graph shape, but in the end, I have to rely on this. Because it’s short-term…”

“Sigh…”

Suddenly. She started to feel a slight sense of regret.

Short-term trading is not good.

Baek Seong-hyun was right.

Turning 100 billion into 200 billion may seem easy, but turning 100 billion into a mere scrap of paper was also quite easy.

“Making money with this kind of thing?”

She bit her lip.

At that moment.

– Squeak.

The door of the study room opened.

“Teacher. Hello.”

“…Baek Seong-hyun.”

She glared at the owner. She just couldn’t understand.

‘No, if you’re a returnee, you understand everything.’

The distribution of a ridiculous amount of money in one play. That insane confidence.

“Baek Seong-hyun. Tell me honestly. Is this gambling?”

“I told you. It’s gambling.”

He chuckled awkwardly. Baek Seong-hyun said.

“…I haven’t forgotten about hitting your palm today.”

Approaching her, he whispered in her ear.

“Get ready for payback. You bastard.”

“…Huh.”

She resented her slightly excited body.

Every time she heard those words, she felt a little thrilled. Truly – being stripped of all control by the owner, like a slave who had to serve at will.

‘If I lose this…’

Dark thoughts clouded her mind.

‘I’m really going to fall.’

-Thump.

A cold and desperate feeling.

A feeling that she would never be able to escape from the abyss.

“Huh…”

Although everyone would hate it, she was excited. Sweat dripped, and her feverish body temperature rose.

‘Because you’re the owner.’

She wanted to be his slave forever.

But she knew.

‘In the end, a slave can only be discarded.’

Dark memories of her past life surfaced. With a dark venomous look in her eyes, she said she wanted to completely possess Baek Seong-hyun.

“Is there a chance for this… Is it certain?”

“Of course.”

He wasn’t lying. Yoo Seo-yeong bit her lower lip.

“Tell me the subject.”

“Hmm… It won’t work just by saying it out loud, right?”

With a slightly devious smile, Baek Seong-hyun beckoned the homeroom teacher with his finger.

“Suck.”

“You.”

It was insulting.

But it excited her that much.

“The curtain is already closed.”

“Yeah.”

Baek Seong-hyun said with a smile. Today, Yoo Seo-yeong found his expression mocking.

“Use honorifics.”

“Ha…”

Yoo Seo-yeong didn’t like herself getting wet.

But… it was true that she had been lacking in play recently. Instead of rebelling, Yoo Seo-yeong whispered with a soft smile.

“Yes, master.”

“You’re good.”

Her red lips – naturally unzipped Baek Seong-hyun’s zipper. A robust penis measuring 18cm was exposed in the air.

“Huh…”

Baek Seong-hyun playfully slapped her cheek with his penis.

-Slap.

Not too intense, but a humiliating act. Yoo Seo-yeong glared at Baek Seong-hyun with a look of contempt.

“…Feeling wronged?”

Baek Seong-hyun stroked her head.

“A little.”

-Slap.

Once again, his penis brushed against her cheek, passing by her nose and eyes. Yoo Seo-yeong wrinkled her nose at the slight smell of sweat and ammonia, but –

“Ha…”

She couldn’t bear it anymore. With a slightly flushed face… she knelt down and said.

“Master…”

“…Yes?”

“Can I suck it?”

Wearing a blouse and a black skirt, the demure female teacher knelt down and spoke.

“Open your mouth.”

Baek Seonghyun stood up and inserted his penis into her mouth. Slowly, little by little, he pushed it as if trying to engrave it into her throat.

-Swallow.

“Ugh…”

A strand of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth. To suck on a big cock, one had to open their jaw wide and it felt like their lips would tear, but Yoo Seoyoung endured it splendidly.

It was all thanks to her accumulated experience.

Her moistened lips allowed the penis to move in and out naturally.

She looked up at her master with a dazed expression.

“You seem quite accustomed to this.”

“Ugh…”

She reached for her panties with one hand, but Baek Seonghyun didn’t like that.

“What are you doing?”

“…Ugh?”

“Put your hand away.”

And so, Yoo Seoyoung reluctantly lowered her hand with a slightly flustered expression.

“Get on your hands and knees. What are you doing?”

“…Ugh…”

She kept her hand behind her back, gripping her wrist tightly.

“Well done.”

Baek Seonghyun grabbed her hair and forcefully thrust his penis inside.

“Ugh…”

The feeling of her throat tightening. A long and thick rod entering towards her esophagus – Yoo Seoyoung couldn’t even resist.

She was giving up on resisting herself.

As if asking to be choked even more, she accepted the penis squeezing her neck with both hands behind her back.

The realization that she had already hit rock bottom brought shame to her heart.

It only fueled her excitement further.

“Ugh…ah…”

Long, thick, hot liquid flowed from Yoo Seoyoung’s mouth to the penis.

She gazed at her master with a dazed expression.

“Master…now…”

-Slap.

A sharp pain struck her cheek.

How could a person endure such treatment? Or even after trying so hard, still receive a slap on the cheek…such thoughts crossed her mind.

Yoo Seoyoung’s heart started racing.

Excitedly.

The fact that she had to live while enduring this man’s cruel treatment excited her.

She knew it herself.

‘It was a thoroughly controlled intensity.’

Her cheek stung, but it didn’t leave any visible marks. She looked at Baek Seonghyun with a slightly resentful expression, but…

‘Ah…’

Her master had a cold expression when she was being disciplined.

“I’m sorry…”

She said that and took his penis into her mouth.

The act continued until Yoo Seoyoung filled her mouth with semen and expressed her gratitude.

“That was good, teacher.”

“…Isn’t it too cruel today?”

She had never experienced this. Yoo Seoyoung glared at Baek Seonghyun with resentful eyes.

Baek Seonghyun chuckled slightly and stroked the teacher’s hair.

“Ugh…”

It was truly annoying.

But being treated so miserably, like a tool of her master, also felt humiliating.

‘Am I going crazy?’

Such self-reflection was somewhat repulsive.

But it was inevitable.

Baek Seonghyun approached her, pulled her ear, and said.

“The event is…—–.”

“…”

“If you lose and waste money, you know the location of my villa, right?”

“….”

“Come dressed like a dog there. Oh…”

“….”

“Of course, you should come prepared to be fucked, teacher.”

“Ugh…”

A slightly fearful feeling. But even that feeling excited Yoo Seoyoung. The thrill of her heart dropping down.

‘How will you look when you’re angry…’

What would Baek Seonghyun look like when he’s angry? Would he use her body like a tool?

A thoroughly controlled conquest.

Her body was burning.

“Teacher. Oh. And if you make 20 billion today. The entire investment capital will be yours, teacher. Got it?”

The taste of money.

Yoo Seoyoung felt her desires raging like a wild horse in her mind.

100 billion. No, it was 200 billion.

And not only that, it was a point in time from 10 years ago. A time when prices were low and the value of money was high.

It was an understatement to say that it would turn her life around.

“Baek Seonghyun… seriously. He’s the worst.”

With this money, she could eat plenty of delicious food. She could buy a house without relying on Baek Seonghyun, and easily seek the revenge she desired.

She could position herself at the same level as Baek Seonghyun, or even higher.

She wanted it.

She had memorized the advice from the gift option book to see money as numbers, but she was human too, so her greed boiled.

“Teacher, I can do it! Fighting!”

“Oh, s…hit…”

“Just wait and see.”

For some reason, she felt mischievous today.

“Prepare yourself.”

Yoo Seoyoung was prepared.

“You will be beneath me.”

Ye Nam Park. Transforming Baek Seonghyun into her lifelong slave, her one and only.

That was her goal.

After a few days passed, the big players began to move.

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100 billion.

A sum of money that she could never earn in her lifetime – the same went for Yoo Seoyoung.

A sum of money that she could never touch even if she worked until she died with a teacher’s salary.

It all depended on Yoo Seoyoung’s single click.

“Sigh…”

If.

If she loses this… twenty houses will fly into the air.

“The stock…”

She looked at the stock recommended by Baek Seonghyun.

Right now, the whales were coming in massively, pushing the price up and down. It was definitely not unreasonable to expect double the profit by entering this market.

“He didn’t give me trash stocks on purpose.”

Above all – doing so would give Yoo Seoyoung a reason.

“Sigh…”

She recalled the numerous gift option books and economic theory books she had read so far.

She had studied hard for this day.

How uptrends and downtrends connect, and how to predict them.

She memorized it all.

“Let’s do this.”

Opportunities come once.

Some might advise diversifying investments, but that wasn’t Yoo Seoyoung’s style.

She –

Went all in.