## Chapter 43 – Preparation (4)
The hypnosis I put on the director was nothing special.
[The fortress turns into a netorare. Watching a video of your wife being taken by another man is several times better than doing it yourself, and seeing another man’s child born from your wife is so blissful. And you become unable to resist the man who netorares your wife.]
Simply put, it was about turning him into a masochist who enjoys netorare.
It was the kind of content you’d find in a typical NTR doujinshi with a messed-up ending, but the effect was really good.
Judging by how easily I got the contract.
‘I didn’t think he wouldn’t even put up a fight and just accept it.’
Honestly, I thought he would at least put up some resistance.
The day after I had my way with the director’s wife and signed the unfair contract with him, I arrived at a luxurious villa.
“Miharu-ssi, is this the place?”
“Ah, yes, this is where Yung is.”
“It’s a nice place.”
“Yes. Apparently, she makes quite a lot of money…”
At Miharu-ssi’s words, I took out a candy from my pocket, put it in my mouth, and sucked on it.
Looking at the large mansion, I thought about the personal information about Yung-ssi that Miharu-ssi had told me.
‘Her name is definitely Takahashi Rua, Japanese… or rather, a second-generation Korean-Japanese.’
Her nickname is Yung. Her Korean name is Yoon Sun-hwa, but Yung is cuter than Yune, so they call her Yung.
Anyway, both her father and mother are alive, but they don’t get along well.
She dropped out of high school, probably due to bullying.
She passed the High School Equivalency Examination, which is like the Japanese version of the GED, and was recognized as a high school graduate.
For reference, this exam can only be taken by adults.
And also… she’s a hikikomori with social anxiety, likes anime, and for some reason, has a strange philosophy about women’s panties. Thanks to that, she’s said to have a perverted side.
‘Hmm. Maybe she’s a good person to have an in-depth discussion with?’
Lastly, and most importantly, she’s a freelancer, a programmer, and a successful stock investor.
This wasn’t something Miharu-ssi told me, but something Yung herself asked to be passed on.
‘Did she figure out what I’m trying to do?’
I had only told her that I needed a program like this, but if she figured it out, that’s impressive.
After reviewing the information about Yung, I said,
“Miharu-ssi, let’s go now.”
“Ah, yes.”
A few minutes later, Miharu-ssi and I arrived at the house where Yung-ssi was.
As soon as we arrived at the house, Miharu-ssi pressed the doorbell as if she was used to it.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang, and after a moment.
Creak…
Along with the sound of the door opening.
“C-come in…”
A girl popped out.
The girl was wearing a large black hoodie and what looked like a ‘no-pants’ fashion, where you couldn’t tell if she was wearing pants or not.
‘Is she Yung?’
From the outside, she looked like an elementary or middle school student, with a small, no, not just small, but a frail physique.
It looked a bit bigger because of the oversized clothes, but if it wasn’t for that, she would have looked like a grade-schooler.
And on top of that.
‘It seems like she doesn’t take care of herself.’
Her face was clean, as if she had washed it, but her hair was greasy, and her eyebrows and nails were in bad shape, as if she didn’t take care of them.
But rather, this appearance made me trust her even more.
Originally, in this kind of work, skill depends on the degree of grooming (not really).
That’s why I gained much more trust than when I first heard about her.
-Flitch.
As I was thinking this and staring at Yung, she trembled slightly and asked me.
“U-um, aren’t you going to come in…?”
“Ah. I’ll go in now.”
Anyway, after entering Yung’s house, my first impression was…
‘Oh, it’s clean.’
The house was very tidy.
No, beyond tidy.
‘At this level, she seems to have a talent not only for programming and stock investing but also for home decorating?’
Even though it was 2009, it looked like a sophisticated house from the future.
Thanks to that, I felt a sense of nostalgia for the future and unconsciously muttered.
“Wow. I could believe this is a five-star hotel.”
At my words, Yung paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at me. No, it wasn’t me, exactly.
‘Hmm? Is she looking at Miharu-ssi?’
She was looking at Miharu-ssi.
While I was wondering why she was looking at Miharu-ssi, Miharu-ssi said in a small voice, as if she was a little embarrassed.
“W-well, I decorated this house…”
Hearing that, I doubted my ears for a moment.
No, she’s not even the owner of the house, why Miharu-ssi?!
After hearing the story, Miharu-ssi was initially just cleaning, doing laundry, and cooking for Yung, but after becoming close to Yung, she didn’t like how desolate the house looked, so she told her to decorate it a bit. Yung then asked her to decorate it instead.
It was a very unusual story, but it wasn’t incomprehensible.
Yung, as Miharu-ssi had described her, definitely didn’t seem interested in decorating the house.
“Miharu-ssi. You would have been really successful if you had worked in this field?”
“Ah, no. Not that much…”
“No. I’m serious. There aren’t many people who can decorate like this.”
At my praise, Miharu-ssi blushed as if she was embarrassed. Her appearance was a bit cute, so I unconsciously kept praising her.
“Ugh… die, normies…”
And Yung, who saw me and Miharu-ssi, muttered this in a small voice.
Honestly, it was the first time I had seen someone say something like that in real life, so it felt a bit like something out of an anime.
Even though she had been stuttering just a moment ago, she spoke clearly this time, which was the point.
‘I’ve watched some anime too. I guess I still need more training.’
Anyway, after praising Miharu-ssi, I went inside the house, sat at the dining table, and showed her the exact contract.
For reference, tea was also served, which Miharu-ssi had brewed.
Unlike her appearance, Yung carefully checked the contract.
After checking the contract, Yung seemed to have decided that there were no problems with it, so she put the contract down and hesitated for a moment before saying.
“T-the contract terms are definitely g-good…”
This was because I had told Miyuki to set the contract terms generously.
When it comes to acquiring talent, don’t spare any means, methods, or money. That was the method of the most successful person I knew in my past life.
Of course, that person didn’t spare it so much that he got a lot of flak from the people around him.
Anyway, being around such a person, I also became someone who doesn’t spare money for talent.
Although there hasn’t been any talent to gather around me so far.
“I-it’s an attractive contract… I really want to do it… but, can I ask just o-one last question?”
While I was having these useless thoughts, Yung said to me.
I said it was okay, and she could ask anything she wanted.
At my answer, Yung didn’t beat around the bush and asked directly.
“D-do you really think that thing called Bitcoin will s-succeed?”
At Yung’s words, I realized that Yung was definitely someone special.
I hadn’t mentioned anything about Bitcoin since I came here, but she figured it out.
Indeed, she was an amazing person.
Although I seemed to know the answer, I asked out of curiosity.
“Do you happen to have a reason for thinking it’s Bitcoin?”
“I was thinking about what kind of work would fit the contract terms and you, and I just remembered seeing something called B-Bitcoin in an economic news report I saw before.”
There’s already someone who knows about the existence of Bitcoin?
Hearing Yung’s words, I felt my head go cold.
‘I was relieved because the Bitcoin exchange rate hasn’t been set yet. I was too careless.’
I don’t think that just because I’ve regressed to the past, everything is in the palm of my hand.
At least, I’m not stupid enough to be that arrogant, especially since I woke up in a different country and even a different time period than the one I lived in.
But I think I was careless. I was being too relaxed and neglecting to gather information. I was assuming that the future wouldn’t change.
‘I need to speed things up a bit.’
And also, I need to gather information thoroughly.
After realizing my mistake, I closed my eyes for a moment to reflect on it.
I answered Yung’s question.
“Yes. Bitcoin will succeed. Definitely.”
“W-why are you so c-certain…?”
Yung asked me, certain about the success of the coin.
There were countless answers.
People in the shadows who can’t have a lot of currency will use it a lot. It will be frequently used for secret transactions. If not, then scammers will gather and use it. Etc.
There were so many answers, but honestly, there was only one answer.
“Because this coin is a monster that endlessly sucks in human desire.”
At my words, Yung tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.
At Yung’s reaction, I said.
“This coin is an illusion. An illusion without anyone or any institution to guarantee it.”
As the term cryptocurrency suggests, coins are just virtual currencies.
Even if someone runs off with the money, there is no institution or person to guarantee it.
Yet, why is it that so many people are drawn to this coin?
The answer was simple.
“What sustains the coin is not the power of institutions or countries, but human desire.”
Human desire for success, or rather, the more fundamental desire for money, is what makes people fall into the coin.
At least, as long as humans don’t escape all desires, this is an immutable fact, I thought.
