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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: Private Party with Amber
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"...Why do you like Amber so much?"
"You really want to hear it? It's kind of... you know."
"Tell me. I'll forget everything you say."
I was curious.
And maybe it was the booze, but all sorts of lewd compliments started spilling from Seonghan's mouth.
Her face is gorgeous.
Her body's so slutty.
The way she talks is straight-up pervy.
Even as he showered her with filthy praise right in front of her eyes, it didn't feel bad at all.
No—honestly, it turned her on.
She wanted more.
Why couldn't Kang Min-hyuk ever say stuff like that to her?
"Sorry, I must be really wasted. Talking all kinds of nonsense."
"Oh, no. You're just a true fan."
"Yeah... Truth is, my stocks have been killing it lately. Thinking about dropping a big donation soon."
"A big one...? Why?"
Unfortunately, the compliments stopped there.
The buzz had worn off a bit, and Seonghan seemed to have snapped back to his senses.
Instead, he brought up something new.
About making a huge donation since his stocks were doing well.
She wasn't streaming for the money, so donations didn't really excite her, but what came next piqued her interest.
"...I heard a rumor that adult streamers go out to eat with their top donor—the company president—and even go on dates..."
It was a rumor she'd heard too.
No, not a rumor—she knew it actually happened.
Stories of streamers meeting their top donor, the guy footing the biggest bills, were commonplace in the adult streaming world.
Grabbing a casual meal or hitting up karaoke.
Was that really all there was to it?
These weren't just any streamers—they were adult ones.
Women who bared their tits and nipples, spouting vulgar words and acting the part on stream. What wouldn't they do to hook their "president"?
Maybe it was her bias, but she doubted it ended with just dinner and a date.
'What does Seonghan want to do if he meets me...?'
Her mind kept flashing back to that absurdly massive cock she'd glimpsed at the reunion.
The way it strained against his pants, so imposing it made her swallow without thinking.
"Yeah?"
"I-if we end up going on a date, what are you gonna do?"
"Hmm..."
"You gotta do what Amber always says."
"What A-Amber said?"
Lewd lines from her streams raced through her head, and the one she said most often popped up.
[Choke me... force it on me...]
Was he seriously planning to do it?
The Seonghan she knew was diligent and decent—not quite like Kang Min-hyuk, but close.
He just had that occasional lecherous stare and a habit of cockblocking her dates.
But now?
The guy who'd just unleashed a torrent of dirty talk at Amber looked different, even if it was the alcohol talking.
He seemed straight out of one of those raunchy comics she read.
So before she knew it, she blurted it out to Seonghan, who was getting up to leave.
"Y-you never know. Amber might not even agree to meet..."
Did Seonghan realize?
That what she'd just said was basically Amber agreeing to meet him?
For the first time in ages, after Seonghan left, she fell asleep thinking about a guy who wasn't Kang Min-hyuk.
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I dropped twenty million won on Amber, and she reached out to me right away.
Of course, it wasn't a huge sum for me anymore.
It wasn't even my money, and I'd cashed out stocks worth over a billion, so my bank account was flush.
[How about meeting up for a light meal...?]
I wasn't about to turn her down.
"KakaoTalk ID?"
Obviously, it was an ID that thoroughly hid her real identity as Ye-na.
At least, that's what she seemed to think.
Dinner was at a rented party room in Hongdae, she said.
She was gonna treat me right.
For some reason, that sounded a little naughty.
No way—did the reunion in Hongdae mean we were meeting there again? Was she that bold? Or maybe like Kang Min-hyuk, Ye-na lived nearby too.
"A party room..."
It was unfamiliar territory for me.
Apparently, the go-to spot for private gatherings and parties.
People didn't usually rent them for just two, but with a twenty-million donation, she was going all out.
A private space where you could party loud without issue, right?
I could sense some intent in picking the spot.
"No way... I haven't even started seducing her for real yet..."
That's what I was thinking when I arrived.
And suddenly, a blue window popped up in front of me after a long while.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙[Hidden Quest Completed] ['Meet her as Amber.'] [Acquired Weapon Technique LV.1 skill.]
I'd completed a hidden quest at a totally unexpected moment.
The skill I got this time was different from the ones before.
Weapon Technique.
Unlike the pervy skills I'd picked up so far, this was a legit combat one.
Not bad at all.
The quest board had worlds where weapon-handling skills would come in handy—like fantasy, martial arts, or hero-villain setups.
There were plenty of worlds where lacking combat skills could get you killed.
I tabled thoughts on the skill and stepped into the party room. A homey entryway greeted me.
But as I ventured deeper, that changed fast.
A massive sofa, soft lighting, a huge dining table, bookshelves stocked with board games instead of books, and a kitchen decked out like a bar with wine glasses and bottles on display.
"So this is a party room..."
It lived up to the name—a space primed for partying.
Where the hell was Ye-na—or Amber?
"You're here?"
As I scanned the room, a door slid open, and Amber appeared out of nowhere.
I stared, dumbfounded.
It was that white bikini swimsuit from her last stream, but seeing it in person hit different from the screen.
Up close and real, it was... violent.
I couldn't tear my eyes away.
She blushed, embarrassed under my gaze, and looked off into the distance.
Honestly, it was out of left field.
I figured it might've been a drunken impulse—that she'd bail, or we'd just eat and split.
Never imagined she'd be waiting in that outfit.
Maybe she thought this way her identity wouldn't slip.
Amber always streamed like this, while Ye-na stuck to prim and proper clothes.
Though that body made even modest outfits sexy.
"Sh-should we sit first...?"
Standing around felt awkward, so Amber plopped down at the edge of the sofa.
I took a deep breath.
Truth was, when meeting her as Amber, I'd planned to play the ideal guy for her fetishes.
Ye-na used her Amber persona to vent her lust, so hitting her in that mode—when she was more sexually open—seemed smart.
Her outfit right now proved it.
A bikini that looked two sizes too small for those tits, welcoming a guy who wasn't her boyfriend.
It was flat-out seduction.
As long as I acted the perfect fetish match, we'd be golden.
Yeah, that was the plan—but it wasn't easy.
Playing the guy for those fetishes felt borderline criminal.
Rape play, choking, masochism.
'This isn't reality... Even if she sues, I'll head back to the real world in a few days...'
I steadied my breathing and sat down next to her.
"Kinda... close, huh."
"Yeah?"
"N-no, it's fine."
I didn't stop there. Naturally, I draped my arm over her shoulder.
With my arm around her, my hand hovered near her breast.
Not quite touching, but one little shift and it'd sink into that ample chest.
Amber panicked a bit but didn't say another word about it.
She just kept blushing and pushed on.
"S-so, what do you want for dinner?"
It was the kind of situation where freaking out wouldn't be weird, but she chose to play it cool.
Tacit permission.
Probably.
"Wanna check the delivery app together?"
As I said it, I pulled out my phone with my other hand and opened the app.
Sharing the tiny screen forced our faces and bodies close.
And I slid my arm deeper, resting my hand lightly under her breast.
"Ah..."
"Anything you wanna eat?"
"N-no, nothing."
Still, Amber said nothing.
Pretending not to notice, she stared holes into the delivery app.
Except she wasn't actually looking.
Proof? I'd been looping the same restaurant for ages, and she hadn't called me out.
She was stealing glances at my hand brushing her breast while faking interest in the app.
I was the same.
The app was background noise; I focused on the feel against my hand.
After a moment's hesitation, I cupped her breast from below, lifting it slightly.
"Hah-ut..."
Amber finally let out a small sound she couldn't hold back.
Our eyes met.
How would she play this?
Push me away, boyfriend excuse?
"Sh-should we... look at other options?"
Amber doubled down on the shameless act.