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    I went to the gym on Thursday, so I rested on Friday and Saturday, and worked out hard again today.

    There was no special reason why I consistently went to the gym.

    After my parents passed away when I was in high school, I realized that death could come at any time and was never just someone else’s problem.

    So, as a means to live a long and healthy life, even for my deceased parents, I chose exercise, which was the most readily actionable thing I could do.

    Even though my parents died in a car accident, and there’s no guarantee that exercising hard will let me live longer… well, at least it’s better than not doing anything, right?

    “Hoo.”

    Even though I was just talking about something serious, my expression was very light as I arrived in front of my apartment building.

    Tomorrow is Monday.

    Which means it’s the day I’m supposed to go on a one-night, two-day trip with Seo *nuna*, per her wish.

    As someone who has always dreamed of exciting events with women, I couldn’t help but feel thrilled.

    “Oh my, hello!”

    A clear voice rang out as I was about to enter the villa.

    Turning around, I saw the yellow-haired woman from downstairs smiling at me.

    “Ah, yes. Hello.”

    Strange. It feels like I’ve been running into her way too often these past few days.

    I first saw her when she brought me the misdelivered package three days ago, and I don’t know how many times I’ve run into her since then.

    “Looking at your bag, it seems like you’re coming back from the gym. Do you like exercising?”

    “I don’t particularly like it, but I do it consistently.”

    “Ah, I see! I only do home workouts. As you can see, if I go to the gym, people keep staring at me… Heh.”

    The smile she wore while speaking confidently was cute.

    She had a charming appearance that any man would fall for.

    But I was feeling a strange discomfort around her.

    Like how if a mushroom is too flashy and pretty, instead of wanting to eat it, you worry that it might be poisonous?

    I couldn’t shake off the wariness that had unconsciously formed because I couldn’t understand why she was approaching me so amiably.

    “If it’s okay with you, please teach me how to work out sometime! I only do it alone at home every day, so I don’t know if I’m doing it right.”

    “I don’t know much about exercises for women. It would be better to get help from another woman who works out.”

    “I, I see? Oh, by the way, we’re neighbors, but we don’t even know each other’s names, do we? I’m Park Yuna.”

    “Ah… I’m Han Jihoon. Then I should get going, I have something to do.”

    I politely greeted her and returned home.

    We didn’t even know each other existed before, so why is she suddenly approaching me so affectionately?

    I know myself too well to think she’s approaching me because she fell in love at first sight.

    Then, is it maybe something like a religious solicitation?

    Whatever her intentions are, they don’t seem pure, and her dramatically changed attitude felt difficult in many ways.

    ‘I don’t know. Let’s just play some games I’ve been putting off.’

    ===

    ‘…He’s not as easy as I thought?’

    Park Yuna, back in her room, was lost in thought.

    She was reviewing what she might be lacking in the process of seducing the man upstairs.

    ‘Was I too obvious? But when a woman like me flirts, aren’t men supposed to say yes with pleasure?’

    She tilted her head and then let out a deep sigh.

    “…Haa. Is it really okay to do this?”

    In fact, she knew very well that it was wrong to rummage through other people’s homes or approach someone for their money.

    Her heart was pounding so much from doing things she had never done before that she was just trying to act cheerful.

    But even after several days, the heavy feeling didn’t go away, and instead, it kept revealing its presence in this way.

    ‘Should I just apologize honestly and stop… But there won’t be another opportunity like this in the future.’

    Sitting alone on a chair in the quiet room, she missed her mother’s voice.

    So she picked up her phone, but Park Yuna hesitated for a long time about whether to make the call.

    ‘But it’s been a while.’

    She reassured herself and pressed the call button.

    After the ringing tone ended, she heard the voice she wanted to hear.

    —Yes, Yuna.

    “Mom!”

    Her expression brightened like a child as soon as she heard her mother’s voice.

    But the response she got wasn’t as bright.

    —What’s wrong?

    “I just wanted to hear your voice after a long time—”

    —Are you out of allowance? How much should I send?

    “Huh? No. I really just wanted to talk to you….”

    Even with her daughter’s subdued voice, her mother’s attitude didn’t change.

    —You’re doing that again. I told you not to hesitate to ask for money if you need it. Will a million be enough?

    “Mom. It’s not that—”

    —Is it not enough? Then two million, no. I’ll send you a generous three million, so let me know if you need more again.

    “No. I don’t need money. I just called because I missed you….”

    —I’m sorry, but I have to go to a meeting. You know I’m busy, right? It would be difficult if you call this often, so in the future, can you just text me if you have something to say? I’ll hang up now.

    “…Okay, sorry. But Mom, you really don’t have to send the money—”

    Click.

    The call ended just over thirty seconds, and silence filled the room again.

    ‘It would be difficult if I call often… And it’s only been three weeks since the last time.’

    A pop-up appeared on the phone screen saying that three million had been deposited.

    It was news that would make anyone feel good, but Park Yuna’s expression was still dark.

    ‘I told her she didn’t need to send money… What I really need isn’t money….’

    A sentiment that didn’t match her actions towards Han Jihoon.

    Nevertheless, she had her own desperate reason, so she clenched her fist tightly with her drooping hand.

    ‘…I have no choice but to seduce that man somehow.’

    There were small tears in her eyes as she made that resolution.

    ===

    After eating dinner and playing games to my heart’s content, it was already half past midnight.

    I had spent more time playing games than I had planned, but if I packed my things now and went to sleep, there wouldn’t be any major problems.

    ‘This and… put this in too….’

    Since it was my first time going to a *pension*, I didn’t know what I would need, so I packed all the things that came to mind in a suitcase, such as clothes to change into, toiletries, towels, and so on.

    I had bought this suitcase, excited about the thought of going on a one-night, two-day trip with *nuna*.

    ‘And… that’s right.’

    I turned on SexWiki with my phone.

    It’s a one-night, two-day trip with just the two of us, so if the mood is right, *nuna* might understand even if I shoot inside her, right?

    I was planning to take contraceptive measures in preparation for such a situation.

    [Current Wiki Points: 2]

    After using up all the points last Monday, I had been consistently spending time with *nuna* until today.

    No special information had been added to her document, but instead, I had earned two points because the fact that we had a relationship was recorded one by one.

    ‘Should I use it on my document this time instead of *nuna’s*?’

    ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

    [Han Jihoon]

    ㅡ(Omitted)

    ▽(Omitted)

    ▽ 4. Body

    The following changes have occurred to the body due to SexWiki.

    ㆍPhysical Ability: Becomes stronger than usual when sexually aroused.

    ㆍStamina: Strong endurance and quick recovery, able to last nearly four hours.

    ㆍEjaculation Volume: The amount is large and fills the mouth once shot. Also, semen does not dry out in the erect state.

    ㆍEven if he ejaculates into another woman, the other party will never get pregnant.

    ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

    I wrote it down firmly with the word “never,” as it can be modified at any time if necessary.

    [Notice: Saved. Used 1 Wiki Point. (Current Points: 1)]

    Oh, it applies well.

    Now, it is possible to shoot inside as much as I want whenever I have the opportunity.

    And what else do I need to pack?

    “Ah!”

    I almost left behind the most important thing.

    I hurriedly went to the kitchen and opened the drawer under the sink.

    “Huh?”

    The ribbon of the Schrödinger’s Gift Box I had secretly hidden was untied.

    Something even seemed to be visible through the slightly opened gap.

    I had a bad feeling, so I looked inside and saw some bankbooks I had never seen before.

    ‘What are these?’

    This Schrödinger’s Gift Box, obtained as a SexWiki reward, is a special box that gives the recipient what they want.

    It means that if the owner of the gift wants a watch when they open the lid, a watch will come out, and if they want a wallet, a wallet will come out.

    However, these bankbooks did not come out because of me.

    I didn’t want bankbooks, and SexWiki users can’t use this box.

    ‘The ribbon was untied too, so someone else opened it before me. The only person other than *nuna* Seo who has come into our house is—’

    Just as I had that thought, one person who had been the most suspicious around me recently came to mind.

    ‘That woman in the downstairs apartment…!’

    When she first came to bring me the package, she showed a natural wariness of a stranger, but from some point on, she approached me in a friendly manner.

    As if there was something she wanted to get from me.

    And that woman was the only outsider who had been in this house other than *nuna* Seo.

    Since I was only in the room while she was showering, it was certainly possible for her to rummage through the house.

    ‘Did she approach me with money in mind and open this box to get the bankbooks?’

    As my suspicion deepened, I picked up the top bankbook and opened it.

    ‘A billion *won*?!’

    That’s an amount that would make anyone’s eyes widen.

    By the way, is this real?

    It even has my name and account number?

    With a worried heart, I opened my phone and tried to check the account.

    ‘Crazy, this is real!’

    This time, with trembling hands, I entered the accounts of the other bankbooks as well, but.

    [This account number does not exist.]

    [This account number does not exist.]

    [This account number does not exist.]

    Except for the billion *won* bankbook from before, it said that the rest of the accounts did not exist.

    ‘What’s going on?’

    There was clearly no story in the SexWiki description that fake items would come out.

    Then why are all the rest of these bankbooks fake except for one?

    One possibility came to mind in my troubled mind.

    The Schrödinger’s Gift Box is a tool that SexWiki users cannot use.

    In other words, it is something that I should not have and that is only meaningful when someone else has it.

    However, the woman downstairs opened the box expecting money, but she left the bankbooks as they were.

    The moment that woman abandoned the gift in my house, the bankbooks became mine, and wouldn’t they have become useless because of the rule that users can’t use this box?

    ‘Wait a minute. Then why is there one real bankbook?’

    Let’s think about it again, and another possibility came to mind.

    ‘What if that woman only opened and looked at this billion *won* bankbook? So only this one was recognized as her gift?’

    The ownership of the bankbook goes to the person who opened it first.

    The remaining bankbooks that she didn’t check turned fake because I opened them first, making them mine.

    ‘She may have just checked the top bankbook, but she couldn’t see the rest because she heard my voice.’

    Considering that the ribbon was not properly tied when I discovered the box, it was clear that she had been in a hurry because she was hastily checking.

    ‘Honestly, it’s just a fitting guess, but there’s no other way to explain it.’

    Still, it was certain that the woman downstairs approached me for money and that I suddenly got a billion *won* thanks to it.

    ‘Real money came to me because of a woman who approached me for money, what is this….’

    In fact, I am originally someone who doesn’t have any assets that someone would covet.

    My monthly income from my hobby, YouTube, is around 200,000 *won*, which is just a way to make pocket money, and I am living on the money I diligently deposited in military savings while in the army and holding back from going to the PX.

    Even my parents’ inheritance was just the *jeonse* deposit for the small house where the three of us lived and some money my father had saved up.

    Even so, I gave 10 million *won* to the relatives who took care of me for a while, as a sign of gratitude.

    Even though they refused to the end, saying that they could never accept it, I forcibly transferred the money to them.

    I was keeping the remaining money safely in my bankbook, thinking that I would not use it unless it was really necessary.

    ‘Suddenly I have a billion *won*.’

    I don’t know what to do.

    Is it better to leave it as it is for now?

    What should I do with the woman in 101?

    Should I say thank you for giving me a billion *won*?

    No, that’s not right.

    She’s a woman who rummages through other people’s homes and approaches them for money, so I should get an apology instead.

    But if she was going to see them anyway, she should have opened all the other bankbooks, how wasteful.

    Countless random thoughts are mixed together and my head is dizzy.

    I shook my head vigorously from side to side to try to calm myself down.

    ‘Hoo. Calm down. Tomorrow I have to go to the *pension* with *nuna* Seo, so let’s think about what to do with this money and that woman’s problem after I get back.’

    Woo-oong!

    ‘*Nuna*?’

    “Oh, oh. *Nuna* Seo.”

    —…Can you talk?

    “O, of course. Why?”

    —You know we’re going tomorrow, right?

    “I… Th, then. How could I not know when it’s *nuna’s* wish to go on a trip with me.”

    —…That’s not wrong, but for some reason it hurts my pride. But why is your voice shaking?

    “Huh? Ah, I just ran around the neighborhood a bit… No, maybe it’s because I did some hard squats. Haha….”

    My thoughts are not yet organized, so I end up talking incoherently.

    Should I just tell *nuna*?

    If I have this money, we can do this and that together.

    But I don’t know how to explain it, so it was difficult to speak easily.

    —When we arrive tomorrow, I’m going to take some videos of the surroundings and then go into the *pension*. Please hold the camera when I take them.

    Before answering *nuna’s* words, I took a deep breath and calmed my heart.

    “Okay. Can I do what I want after you’re done filming?”

    —I’m going to film inside too, but it won’t take long. Why? Is there something you want to do?

    “What else could it be. Sex with *nuna*.”

    —….

    “*Nuna*?”

    —You really only have that thought in your head.

    Hearing her voice saying that with a slight laugh as if she was dumbfounded, for some reason, even my heart feels comfortable.

    It seemed that she didn’t yet know that she had become such an important person to me.

    “I wasn’t originally like this, it’s because of *nuna* that I became like this. Why are you making me a pervert?”

    —I’ve become strange because of you too?

    “Then we made each other perverts.”

    Silence flows for a moment, and soon *nuna’s* voice is heard from beyond the phone.

    —I think I’m glad it’s you.

    “What?”

    —I think I’m glad that what excites me is your scent. I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened if it was someone else’s scent.

    “I don’t want to imagine that either.”

    —…I’ll hang up now. Don’t oversleep and come out on time tomorrow.

    “Okay. See you tomorrow, *nuna*.”

    I shouldn’t be late as she said, so I have to go to sleep quickly.

    But I wonder if I can sleep.

    What would be good to do with this money?

    An expensive luxury gift for *nuna*?

    What does *nuna* like?

    Ah, I have to repay *nuna’s* aunt too, but what would be good?

    Should I ask *nuna* about this?

    Thanks to all sorts of thoughts stirring in my head from the beginning, I ended up lying awake until late.

    ===

    “I think I’m glad that what excites me is your scent. I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened if it was someone else’s scent.”

    —I don’t want to imagine that either.

    “…I’ll hang up now. Don’t oversleep and come out on time tomorrow.”

    —Okay. See you tomorrow, *nuna*.

    As soon as the phone call ended and the room became quiet, another sound filled the bed.

    Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!

    “Eung, heut… haa, heueung! Eung…!”

    Yiseo Kang was busily moving the hand she had put in her pants.

    Her fingers were going in and out of her wet genitals, and she was holding his underwear that she had received from Han Jihoon in her remaining hand.

    “Seuep, haa… heut! Eut, haeut…!”

    She had no intention of doing this when she called Han Jihoon.

    She just couldn’t fall asleep because her heart was pounding without her knowing when she thought that she would be spending a night and two days with him soon.

    So she made a phone call, but as soon as he said the word sex, her body heated up.

    Jjilk, jjilk, jjilk, jjilk!

    “Haa, ah. Heut, I hope he didn’t hear…?”

    She frantically digs into the gaps in her labia as much as she couldn’t properly do it because she was worried that she would be heard during the call.

    The tension of doing lewd acts without Han Jihoon knowing made it impossible for her to stop her hand movements.

    “Haeuh, eut, I’m going… Euek, hageuek…!”

    Yiseo Kang, reaching her climax while pressing his underwear close to her nose.

    The energy of her body slipped away, following the fading afterglow, and she lay down on the bed as she was.

    “Haa, haa….”

    ‘Just the two of us with him from tomorrow….’

    The trembling of her body subsided, but the sound of her heart pounding was still there.

    A feeling that was hard to tell whether it was anticipation or tension, as if her heart was ticklish.

    In the end, even after finishing her call with him, Yiseo Kang had to toss and turn for reasons different from his.

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