S-Ranks Brainwash Me

I had a special ability from a young age.

For example, it happened when I was in kindergarten.

There was a friend who grew up in a very wealthy family.

He always exuded an aura of nobility, and carried around the latest toys and smartphones that others couldn’t even dream of having.

One day, that kid brought some high-end candy that was impossible to get and showed it off.

He only gave the candy to kids who listened to him, instantly becoming the queen of the group.

When everyone else was jealously crying, begging, and groveling.

I unconsciously rummaged through my pocket and found the exact same candy.

I could eat the candy without submitting.

There’s more to this.

One time, I wanted to buy some cheap snacks and was hanging around a self-service stationery store.

I didn’t have any allowance, so I could only watch it like a pie in the sky.

Then, I unconsciously rummaged through my pocket and found a 500-won coin.

I could confidently buy some cheap snacks.

Of course, it would be strange to call this a special ability.

Actually, when I was young, I never thought of it as my ability.

I think I just passed it off as good luck.

I always had what I needed in my pocket in that way, and I realized the true value of my ability after my family went bankrupt.

Tear.

Crack.

Red seizure stickers being attached to the house.

The television, the sofa, the refrigerator, the computer.

It was our house, but it became as if our things didn’t exist.

My father, who was one step away from having his organs harvested after taking out private loans due to gambling debts.

He stayed holed up in the house every day, drinking more and more bottles of soju.

It was a daily occurrence for him to yell at me and my younger sister, and threaten us by throwing soju bottles.

My mother was having an affair with another man around this time.

Eventually, she left me and my younger sister behind and went far away.

The debt collectors, who came and went from our house like it was their own, licked their lips as they looked at my younger sister.

“That little thing looks pretty tasty. If we play our cards right, we could make a fortune.”

There wasn’t much I could do.