A sweet proposal.
Gangnam café.
Pretty women in flashy outfits had ordered coffee and were chatting away.
They were Baek Ajin and her friends. Classmates she had known since high school.
"Ha…"
Baek Ajin let out a quiet sigh inwardly.
'I should be farming runes.'
These days she was pouring everything into rune farming and selling. The only reason she had come to this gathering was simple.
They were her only friends.
If she skipped even this get-together that happened once every six months?
She figured that would be the end of those friendships.
For someone still in her early twenties, that was an extremely important issue.
Buzz, buzz.
Her friends were excitedly talking, but their stories didn't fully register in her ears.
There was only one person in her mind.
Baek Jinwoo.
Did her friends know?
That her older brother, lately hospitalized, was actually the hottest Player these days.
And that he had even started a company with the famous Yoo Jia, selling information.
"Hey, wasn't your boyfriend a Player? Have you seen his summons? How many C-ranks? Does he maybe even have a B-rank?"
"Wow, if your boyfriend's a Player, does he get you summons? Or at least some decent runes?"
"Seriously… I'm jealous."
There was a time when those topics were fun. Now, they barely stirred anything in her.
She had been nodding absently with a blank face when—
Ding!
Her phone chimed.
A message.
'Oppa?'
It was from Baek Jinwoo.
[Baek Jinwoo: Let's meet for a bit. Come to the empty lot if you can. Can you come now?]
In that instant, Baek Ajin's face brightened more than ever before.
"Guys."
She stood up abruptly.
"Sorry, I have to leave first."
"Huh?"
"Suddenly?"
"We were going to have dinner together."
Her friends looked disappointed.
Baek Ajin was fairly popular in the group. She was an active Player with a C-rank summon, after all.
"Really, sorry."
She clasped her hands apologetically.
"My brother called."
"Your brother?"
"The one who had that accident? Didn't you say he regained consciousness recently?"
"Is he okay now?"
Her lips itched.
'That's right!'
My brother is that hot Player Baek Jinwoo who shattered all the weekday dungeon records in Korea!
She wanted to say it. But like always, she held back. A promise was a promise.
"Hehe, I'll tell you next time. I'll treat big at the next meetup. Sorry again!"
After apologizing, she grabbed her clothes and bag and hurried out of the café.
* * *
Somewhere in Seoul.
A tiny office of Yoobaek.
"C-CEO…"
Secretary Kim Byungjin's voice trembled.
"We really hit the jackpot, right? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Both Kim Byungjin and Hwang Taeseop stared in disbelief at the finalized revenue report.
After the information sales post went up, Yoobaek had practically taken flight.
"Oh come on, we haven't even properly started yet."
Though she spoke calmly, even Yoo Jia's eyebrows were trembling.
Jackpot.
The information sold far better than expected.
In just one week, 100 Players had purchased it.
Due to confidentiality clauses, one large guild even bought ten copies of the video package.
Five videos and two text files.
Each video cost 100 million won, and each text file cost 10 million won.
That meant each buyer spent 520 million won.
And 100 buyers purchased.
The revenue?
52 billion won.
It was absurd.
In exchange for gifting Baek Jinwoo around 1.3 billion won worth of items, they earned 52 billion in a week?
And since production costs were nearly zero, most of it was pure profit.
"Incredible… Even Grandfather would be speechless."
Daeseong's founder, Yoo Byeongcheon, would clap in approval if he knew.
And this wasn't the end.
First.
Thanks to the confidentiality clause, countless Players would continue buying.
Even with just low-tier information, the future value was enormous. And once mid-tier, high-tier, and top-tier info came out?
Even bigger money.
Second.
This was the real profit.
The summons they had stockpiled in advance suddenly began selling like wildfire.
C-rank: 200 million won.
B-rank: 1 billion won.
The same set gifted to Baek Jinwoo?
5.4 billion won.
Even after fees, roughly 4 billion won profit per buyer.
Gulp.
Yoo Jia swallowed and looked at the revenue sheet again.
At the bottom summary:
[Revenue Report]
Information Sales – 52 billion won
Summon Sales – 325 billion won
Total: 377 billion won.
Taxes and debts still had to be paid. But it was still a massive hit.
Even for a third-generation chaebol like her, the number was breathtaking.
And this time, it wasn't Daeseong's power. It was entirely her own achievement.
She took a deep breath.
"The business viability is clear. We'll begin full-scale investment."
"Full-scale?"
"Here."
She gestured around the office.
"Don't you think it's a little small?"
"It is. Compared to headquarters."
"To properly manage Mr. Baek Jinwoo, we need to scale up. Legal team, accounting team—we need more space."
Yoobaek was no longer a small company.
It was a large-scale management firm overseeing the hit Player, Baek Jinwoo.
"Let's start by buying land and a building. I've already looked into some places."
There were many future revenue streams—information sales, private requests, tutoring.
She had asked Baek Jinwoo about them, and fortunately, he had left all possibilities open.
And she hadn't forgotten his request.
A private training ground. And family protection.
All profits would be reinvested toward that.
* * *
The empty lot.
These days, Baek Jinwoo was always in one of two places.
A regular dungeon.
Or the empty lot.
After clearing weekday dungeons repeatedly, he trained or hunted there.
Baek Ajin arrived and her eyes widened.
What is all that?
Flashy summons were lined up in formation, training.
She recognized them.
"A Combat Marshal… a Radiant Priest?"
And not just that.
Spotted Komodo, Wind Hawk, Titanium Golem, Horn Fairy, Frost Cat, Sky Dolphin, Celestial Wyvern…
Even three Lava Drakes roaming ominously.
And a man in armor commanding them.
'That guy who suppressed my Shadow Elf!'
HunGyo glanced at her.
She flinched.
He calmly returned to commanding.
"Oh, you're here."
From the corner, Baek Jinwoo flipped upright from a handstand and wiped sweat.
She froze again.
His body.
Was he always that built?
Impossible.
He used to be skin and bones in the hospital.
Now?
Defined muscles. Abs like a washboard.
She didn't know, but he had been training relentlessly.
Even though Players could afford to slack off, he refused to let only his summons work while he lazed around.
"Oppa, what is all this?"
"The summons?"
"These are all trending summons! Prices are skyrocketing!"
Rumors were already spreading that the recent Yoobaek information caused this surge.
"Oppa… did you set that record with them?"
"Yeah."
"Where did you get all this?"
"You know Yoo Jia? She gave them to me."
"Gave?"
"As a gift."
She was speechless.
"Anyway, Ajin. Thanks for coming."
"Why did you call me?"
"You've been selling runes lately, right?"
"Yeah."
"Come here."
He led her to the corner and began taking out piles of runes and materials from weekday dungeon runs.
Even if low-tier, the quantity was massive.
She examined them quickly.
"Speed Rune… not great options. Wait—wow! A Cleave Rune with crit chance? This'll sell high."
He crossed his arms, impressed.
She understood rune value precisely. Not just basic ones, but rare drops too. She practically lived at the Market.
"Ajin."
"Mm?"
"Want to sell these for me?"
Her eyes widened.
"Me?"
She had confidence.
Even professional wholesalers praised her sales skills. She had always enjoyed trading more than leveling.
"If I handle all of this…"
She wouldn't have time to farm runes anymore. But she enjoyed selling more anyway.
"How much commission?"
"Whatever you want."
"Big wholesalers take 8–10%. Since you're family… I'll take just 5%."
He smirked.
"5%? That's stingy."
"Huh?"
"I'll give you 20%. Sell them well. There'll be rarer ones later."
"…What?"
Her mouth fell open.
Twenty percent?
She felt like she might die of happiness.
From that day on, she decided.
No more rune farming.
She would become a professional Market trader. A trader devoted solely to Baek Jinwoo.
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