Chapter 1: Please Don't Break Up With Me
Night had fallen over the dormitory, casting long shadows against the walls. The air inside was still, filled only with the quiet hum of electronics and the occasional rustle of blankets as students shifted in their sleep.
A dim phone screen flickered to life, casting a pale glow on the face of a young man lying in bed. His black hair was slightly messy from tossing and turning, and his tired eyes blinked sluggishly as he focused on the notification at the top of his screen.
Ding!
A message.
Urek Han hesitated for a moment before unlocking his phone. His thumb hovered over the chat icon, a faint sense of unease creeping into his chest. For some reason, his heart had started to beat faster, a nervous anticipation growing inside him.
The moment the chat opened, his breath caught in his throat.
A single line of text stared back at him.
"Urek Han, let's break up."
The simple sentence hit him harder than it should have. His fingers tightened around the edges of his phone, his grip tense. The glow of the screen illuminated his face, reflecting in his widened eyes.
He swallowed.
For a second, everything around him faded—the warmth of his blanket, the faint murmur of his sleeping roommates, the distant honking of a car outside. All of it blurred into the background as his mind scrambled to process the words in front of him.
Break up?
No. That had to be a joke.
A mistake, maybe.
His pulse pounded in his ears as he hastily tapped on the keyboard, his fingers moving faster than his thoughts.
"Why, Rose? Did you perhaps engage in a little mischief with our roommate?"
He paused, biting his lip. His breathing had grown uneven.
No, that sounded too confrontational. He needed to sound sincere. He needed to fix this.
He erased the message and started again.
"Please don't be like this. I am serious about our relationship. Is there something I haven't done well?"
He hesitated again, then added:
"But I have plans for our future. Our future will be a happy family with two admirable children, our own home, and a car. I can strive to make everything happen."
His hands were trembling now, his emotions surging uncontrollably.
"Was it because I didn't buy the magic potion you mentioned last time? If so, I apologize. But lately, I've genuinely been contributing money. Wait until next month; with the allowance, I can buy it for you."
He pressed send before he could overthink it.
The moment the message was delivered, he stared at the screen, waiting. Hoping.
Seconds ticked by.
Then—
Error: The recipient has unfriended you.
Urek's breath hitched.
His eyes darted to the top of the screen, his thumb instinctively tapping on Rose's profile picture.
A cold, indifferent page greeted him.
[Add Friend]
She was gone.
The realization hit him like a brick to the chest.
To send another message, he would have to send a friend request first. A request she wasn't going to accept.
His shoulders sagged, his body suddenly feeling heavier.
So that was it.
No explanation. No argument. No chance to plead his case. Just a single text—and it was over.
The dull, mechanical glow of his phone screen suddenly felt blinding. He turned it off with a sharp press of his thumb, plunging the room back into darkness.
For a long moment, he sat there in silence, his hands resting limply on his lap.
Then, from the bunk above, a sleepy voice groaned.
"Urek, join us for a game of blackjack. We're one short."
Urek barely registered the words. His mind was still drowning in the weight of what had just happened.
A moment later, the voice hesitated.
"Ah, never mind. Sorry for disturbing you."
Even his friends knew.
Urek exhaled slowly through his nose. His fingers curled into fists.
His chest tightened, an overwhelming surge of frustration and grief welling up inside him.
It wasn't fair.
He had done everything. He had given everything. And in the end, he was cast aside like an afterthought.
His jaw clenched.
His knuckles turned white.
"Can't take it anymore."
Bang!
His fist slammed against the desk, the loud impact echoing through the quiet room. Without another word, he shoved his blanket aside, grabbed his coat, and stormed out of the dormitory.
Behind him, his roommate sighed, rolling over in bed.
"He's breaking up again… the sixth time this month."
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The night air was cold. A sharp breeze whispered through the nearly empty campus streets, rustling the leaves of the trees that lined the pathways. The dim glow of streetlights cast elongated shadows along the pavement, stretching endlessly into the darkness.
Urek Han walked without direction, his thoughts in turmoil. His hands were buried deep in his pockets, his shoulders hunched as if trying to shield himself from something more than just the cold.
His mind kept replaying the breakup message, over and over, as if searching for some hidden meaning he had missed.
"Urek Han, let's break up."
Four words.
Four words that shattered three years of devotion.
Three years of doing everything for her. Three years of never saying no, always putting her first. Three years of believing—no, convincing himself—that if he just tried hard enough, she would see how much he loved her.
He scoffed under his breath, his lips curling into a bitter smirk.
What a joke.
Had he been that naïve?
His feet eventually brought him to a familiar place—a small public square at the heart of the campus. It was a place he and Rose used to walk together, hand in hand, sharing quiet conversations late into the night.
Now, those memories felt distant.
Urek slowed his steps as his eyes landed on a group of students gathered near one of the benches. They were whispering among themselves, casting glances at something—or someone—in the distance.
Curious, he followed their gazes.
His body tensed.
At the far end of the square, standing beneath a flickering streetlamp, was Rose.
And she wasn't alone.
A tall, well-dressed man leaned casually against an expensive car parked by the curb. His arms were crossed, his expression one of amusement. Even from a distance, Urek recognized him immediately.
Min Yunji.
Rose's ex-boyfriend.
His stomach twisted.
The pieces clicked into place.
So that was why she broke up with him.
The rumors that had been circling around campus were true.
Rose had gone back to Min Yunji—the same man who had cheated on her, the same man who had once pressured her into doing things she didn't want to do.
And yet, here she was.
Urek clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. His chest burned with a mix of anger, humiliation, and something far more painful—betrayal.
The whispers around him grew louder.
"Isn't that Urek Han?"
"Yeah. He's been after Rose for three years."
"Did he really think she'd stay with him forever?"
"Pathetic."
Urek took a deep breath, forcing himself to ignore the voices. He wasn't here for them.
He stepped forward.
Rose turned at the sound of his approaching footsteps. Her expression shifted from mild surprise to discomfort. She hesitated, glancing at Min Yunji before speaking.
"Urek… please don't do this. Everyone is watching."
Her voice was quiet, almost pleading.
But Urek didn't care.
He looked straight into her eyes, his emotions raw and exposed.
"Rose, I know you're angry with me," he said, his voice firm despite the lump in his throat. "I bought you these meat-filled buns. Forgive me. Don't mention breaking up again. I'll fix whatever is wrong with me."
A strained silence followed his words.
Somewhere in the crowd, someone snickered.
"He really brought food? As if that would change anything."
Min Yunji smirked, watching the scene unfold like it was some kind of entertainment.
And then, Rose spoke again.
Her words cut deeper than Urek ever thought possible.
"Urek… I'm not angry. My ex-boyfriend wants to get back together, and after careful consideration, I feel he needs me more."
For a moment, everything stopped.
Urek's heartbeat roared in his ears. His breath hitched.
He stared at her, searching her face for any hint of hesitation, any sign that she didn't truly mean what she had just said.
But there was nothing.
Just a quiet, resolute expression.
As if his existence no longer mattered.
A sharp, mocking voice broke through the silence.
"Hey, loser," Min Yunji called out, tapping the roof of his sleek car. "You heard her. Move along."
The door to the passenger seat swung open.
Rose hesitated for a split second, then stepped forward.
And just like that, she got into the car.
She didn't look back.
She didn't say another word.
As the engine roared to life, Urek felt something inside him crack.
The sleek vehicle pulled away, the taillights glowing red in the darkness before vanishing down the road.
He stood there, unmoving.
Alone.
The air around him suddenly felt suffocating.
Slowly, he lowered his gaze to the small bag in his hands. The warmth from the meat buns had already faded.
His fingers trembled as he exhaled a shaky breath.
Then, with a quiet, empty chuckle, he walked toward the nearest trash can.
And threw them away.
Without another word, he turned and walked toward the convenience store.
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The automatic doors of the convenience store slid open with a soft chime. A gust of artificially chilled air washed over Urek Han as he stepped inside, a stark contrast to the lingering warmth of the outside world. The bright fluorescent lights overhead buzzed faintly, illuminating the rows of neatly stacked shelves filled with an assortment of snacks, drinks, and everyday essentials.
A faint scent of instant noodles and cheap coffee hung in the air.
Urek barely noticed.
His steps were slow, almost mechanical, as he wandered deeper into the store. His mind was blank, his emotions numbed by everything that had just happened.
He found himself standing in front of the alcohol section without even realizing it. His eyes drifted over the various bottles lined up before him.
Beer.
Whiskey.
Soju.
And then—
"Solace Breaking Wine."
A cheap, but potent liquor.
He reached for the bottle, his fingers tightening around its cold surface.
It wasn't his first time buying alcohol after a breakup.
No… he'd done this before.
Every time Rose had left him, he had turned to the same solution.
Drinking alone in his dorm.
Blurring out the pain.
Waking up with a splitting headache and an even heavier heart.
And then—
Going back to her.
Apologizing.
Begging.
Convincing himself that if he just held on a little longer, if he just endured a little more, she would finally see his worth.
But now—
Now, there was nothing left to hold on to.
A bitter chuckle escaped his lips.
"Why am I always relying on this?"
His grip on the bottle tightened.
"It makes me end up being a supporting character."
The thought struck him like a blade to the chest.
A supporting character.
That's all he had ever been.
The man who waited in the background.
The one who gave, without expecting anything in return.
The one who watched as the person he loved walked away—over and over again.
He swallowed hard.
"Being a supporting character is the only role I can play in life... and without it, there's nothing good."
His reflection stared back at him from the glass door of the refrigerator, hollow-eyed and weary.
"As long as I have enough supports, I won't be a supporting character anymore..."
His thumb traced over the label of the bottle.
And then—
A soft ding echoed in the air.
A notification.
But not from his phone.
It came from—
Somewhere else.
Somewhere… deeper.
His vision blurred for a brief moment, the world around him distorting.
Then—
[System Activated.]
A wave of something cold and foreign surged through his body.
Urek staggered, nearly dropping the bottle as his head spun.
The fluorescent lights above flickered.
And in front of him—
A translucent blue screen appeared out of thin air.
Chapter 2: system awakens
The blue screen hovered before Urek Han, its soft glow casting an eerie light across his face.
His breath stilled.
His fingers, still wrapped around the bottle of Solace Breaking Wine, slackened.
The entire world around him seemed to fade into the background. The distant hum of the refrigerator, the faint chatter of customers near the counter, the soft instrumental music playing from the store's speakers—everything dulled.
All that remained was the screen before him.
It pulsed gently, like a living thing.
And then—
A notification rang in his ears.
A sound that didn't come from his phone.
[The Devotion System has discovered a suitable host.]
Urek's pupils shrank.
[System binding in progress...]
Before he could react, something unseen surged through his body.
A cold, formless energy wrapped around him, sinking deep into his very core.
His heartbeat quickened.
A chill crept up his spine.
This sensation—
It was unlike anything he had ever felt before.
It wasn't painful.
It wasn't overwhelming.
It was simply—
Absolute.
Like a foreign presence had always been lying dormant within him, waiting for this exact moment to awaken.
Another notification flashed.
[Binding successful.]
Lines of text unfolded before him in crisp, clear font.
Host: Urek Han
Personal Assets: 230 coins
Devotion Points: 90,000,000,000
Limitless Strengthening Points for HOA stat
Urek's mind ground to a halt.
He blinked once.
Twice.
Then again.
The numbers didn't change.
Ninety billion.
A wealth so absurd it defied reason.
Was this—
Some kind of elaborate prank?
Or—
Before he could finish the thought—
A sharp voice sliced through the air.
"You damn pervert! Have you seen enough, or do you want to touch me too?!"
The sudden outburst sent a jolt through Urek's system.
His head snapped toward the voice.
A girl stood in front of him, arms crossed tightly over her chest, eyes blazing with rage.
Her expression was twisted in disgust, as if she were staring at the lowest form of life.
Urek's brows furrowed.
What the hell was she talking about?
Before he could even begin to process the situation—
The system flickered again.
[Target Identified: Kim Jenny]
[Age: 24]
[Height: 1.65m]
[Weight: 49kg]
[Appearance Rating: 79]
[Attractiveness to Host: -50]
A final notification followed.
[If favorability exceeds 95, target will officially become the host's devoted follower.]
Urek's grip tightened around the bottle.
His eyes darkened.
This system—
It had just given him its first task.
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Urek Han's gaze remained fixed on the glowing blue screen hovering before him, his heart pounding in his chest.
[With the help of the Devotion System, if the favorability of this girl towards the host exceeds 95 points, the counterattack will be successful. Kim Jenny will officially become a devoted follower of the host.]
His breath hitched. The message remained suspended in the air, its meaning slowly sinking in. A counterattack? A system that could actually manipulate relationships?
A mixture of disbelief and intrigue stirred within him.
Then, before he could fully process it, another message followed.
[The Devotion System has transferred 90 billion devotion points to the host's account. However, these points can only be used on women.]
Urek's fingers twitched.
Ninety billion.
A number so absurdly large it almost didn't feel real.
But there was more.
[Once a woman becomes a devoted follower, one-tenth of the amount spent will be refunded to the host as personal wealth. Additional rewards will also be granted.]
He swallowed hard.
This wasn't a dream. It wasn't a joke.
It was real.
The system had made it clear.
Then… why hesitate?
A new fire ignited within Urek's chest. If this was truly how the Devotion System worked, then there was only one thing to do—test it.
And standing right before him was the perfect candidate.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, his voice calm yet composed.
"Beautiful lady, don't be angry," he said, his tone carrying a subtle charm. "Whatever you buy today, I'll pay for it."
A flicker of surprise crossed Kim Jenny's face, but it was gone in an instant.
Instead, she let out a soft, mocking chuckle.
"Oh?" Her lips curved into an amused smirk. "Pretending to be rich to impress me? Do you even have the capability for that?"
Before Urek could reply, murmurs erupted among the surrounding students.
"Wait… isn't that Kim Jenny from the art department?"
"I heard she's dangerous. She can make guys spend tens of thousands on her with just a few sweet words."
"This guy's done for. No way he can keep up."
Urek ignored the whispers. Instead, he met Jenny's gaze head-on, a confident smirk tugging at his lips.
"Whether I have the capability or not…" he said smoothly. "You'll find out soon enough."
Jenny raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Alright," she mused, tapping a finger against her chin. "Then let's see what you've got."
A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes as she turned to the cashier.
"Today, I want to treat all the students in the snack bar. Pay for everything," she declared, her voice dripping with amusement.
Urek remained unfazed.
Jenny, on the other hand, inwardly scoffed.
A poor guy trying to act rich? Let's see how long you can keep up.
But—
The moment the transaction was completed, a notification flashed before Urek's eyes.
[Transaction Successful: 50,000 NDT spent.]
[Host has received 5,000 NDT cashback.]
A collective gasp filled the room.
"He… he actually paid for it?"
"Fifty thousand—just like that?!"
"Wait… does this guy actually have money?"
For the first time, Jenny's expression faltered.
Her initial amusement gave way to curiosity—and maybe even a hint of doubt.
Urek took a casual step closer, his smirk widening.
"Fifty thousand is nothing," he said smoothly. "I wonder… is it enough to add you as a friend?"
Jenny hesitated.
For the first time, she found herself actually reconsidering her impression of him.
Could it be… that he really is rich?
Still, she wasn't about to make it that easy.
Leaning in slightly, she smiled.
"Hmm… don't be in such a hurry," she purred. "It's not impossible… but you'll have to accompany me somewhere first."
Her words dripped with challenge.
Yet, deep down, a different thought flickered in her mind.
A poor guy suddenly acting rich? Let's see if you can really keep up. And if not… well, I'll deal with you later.
Urek chuckled, unaffected by her hidden intentions.
"Sure," he said. "Lead the way."
Chapter 3: Spending Money
The city streets bustled with life, a vibrant energy pulsing through the air. Neon lights flickered against the glass storefronts, their reflections painting colorful streaks on the pavement. The distant hum of traffic mixed with the laughter of late-night shoppers, creating a lively urban symphony.
Urek Han walked beside Kim Jenny, his steps steady, his expression unreadable. The glow of streetlights illuminated her profile, highlighting the confidence in her stride. She led the way with a casual air, her long hair swaying slightly as she moved.
Then, just as they neared a particular district, Jenny suddenly paused in front of an extravagant storefront.
GUGOI.
The name gleamed in golden letters above the entrance, exuding an air of exclusivity. The glass windows displayed a collection of luxury handbags, each one carrying a price tag that would make the average person's jaw drop.
Jenny turned to Urek, her lips curling into a half-smile.
"Just so we're clear," she said, her tone light but deliberate. "I'm not a gold digger or anything."
She flicked her hair over her shoulder, her gaze meeting his as if to gauge his reaction.
"I just want to see your sincerity… and your attitude."
Urek's expression remained calm, but inside, he was already piecing things together.
So this is a test.
He had seen this kind of move before. A woman's way of measuring a man's worth—not just his wealth, but his willingness to prove it.
Still, he didn't hesitate.
"No problem," he said smoothly. "Take your time and choose carefully."
Jenny raised an eyebrow at his unwavering confidence.
He didn't flinch.
Didn't question her motives.
Didn't even attempt to negotiate.
Interesting…
Still, she wasn't about to let him off so easily.
Her gaze flickered toward the store's entrance, already planning her next move.
But just as she was about to step inside—
A familiar voice rang out from within.
"Yunji, do you think this purse looks good on me?"
Urek's breath hitched.
That voice—
It was unmistakable.
A voice he knew all too well.
His heart clenched involuntarily, a sharp pang of something unspoken rising to the surface.
Without thinking, the name left his lips.
"…Rose."
The moment he spoke, the woman inside the store turned.
And their eyes met.
Time seemed to freeze.
Rose blinked, her expression shifting as recognition dawned upon her.
And just like that.
The past came crashing back.
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I'll now adapt the next scene while strictly following the rules. Here's the continuation of The 90 Billion Devotion System:
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Instinctively, Urek Han recognized the voice and stiffened. His gaze snapped toward the source, his breath catching for a brief moment.
"Rose…"
The name slipped from his lips before he could stop himself.
At the sound, Rose turned her head, her expression shifting from mild curiosity to unmistakable shock. For a brief moment, their eyes met—his filled with unreadable emotions, hers flickering with something indecipherable before a mask of indifference settled over her face.
The moment was cut short by a sharp, teasing voice.
"Oh, the ex-girlfriend," Kim Jenny said with a smirk, folding her arms across her chest. "It seems I've arrived at an inconvenient time."
Urek's lips curled into a faint, unreadable smile.
"No, you arrived at the right time."
Hearing his response, Kim Jenny's smirk widened.
Satisfied, she turned back to her shopping without another word. The tension between Urek and Rose lingered in the air, palpable yet unspoken.
A store attendant approached, speaking in a professional yet enthusiastic tone.
"Our store still has one last piece from the spring collection," she informed Jenny. "But someone is currently trying it on."
The words barely left her lips before Urek's gaze followed the direction she subtly gestured toward—straight to Rose.
She stood before a mirror, holding the elegant designer bag against her side, a contemplative look on her face. The soft store lighting reflected off the polished surface of the bag, highlighting its luxurious craftsmanship.
Next to her, a man stood with a relaxed posture, yet there was an underlying arrogance in the way he held himself. Yunji.
A whisper rippled through the store, hushed but unmistakable.
"Isn't that Rose…?"
"The beauty from the art department?"
"I heard she's always been with Yunji. So that means this guy is her ex…?"
"Man, that's awkward."
Urek heard every word, but he didn't react.
Instead, he watched as Rose turned to Yunji, her voice carrying an almost coaxing tone.
"Yunji, my birthday is coming up soon."
Yunji's brows furrowed slightly, as if the very topic was a nuisance.
"Birthday? Didn't we just celebrate mine?"
Rose, unfazed, flashed him a sweet, almost playful smile.
"That was my lunar birthday. People also have a solar birthday, you know."
Yunji's expression darkened slightly, irritation flashing in his eyes.
"Rose," he said in a quiet but firm tone, "you know I don't like girls who are too focused on material things. You're not with me for money, right?"
The words landed heavily, the meaning behind them clear.
For the first time since spotting Urek, Rose faltered. Her fingers, which had been gently tracing the bag's surface, curled slightly.
She knew.
In that moment, she knew she wouldn't be able to flaunt anything in front of her ex-boyfriend.
Kim Jenny, watching the exchange with an almost predatory glint in her eyes, stepped forward without hesitation.
"I'm sorry, if you're not taking this bag, I'll take it."
Her voice rang with finality as she turned to the cashier.
"Charge it to me."
The moment the purchase was completed, a subtle shift occurred.
[Kim Jenny's favorability has increased by 20 points.]
[Due to decisive payment, an additional 20 points have been added.]
[Kim Jenny's favorability has reached a total of 60 points.]
Urek observed the notifications with quiet satisfaction.
A single bag added sixty points… At this rate, if she buys a few more, I might just reach the required 95.
However—
A subtle realization crept into his mind.
The refund amount… was too low.
Something about the way the numbers were calculated felt… off.
And then—
[System Alert!]
[Detected issue in transaction-based favorability calculation. Analyzing…]
A sharp glint flickered in Urek's eyes as he waited for the system's next message.
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Let me know when you're ready for the next scene!
Chapter 4: Spending Money ( part two)
Amidst the soft hum of conversation and the rustle of shopping bags, the atmosphere inside the luxury boutique was calm—at least on the surface.
Jenny's delighted laughter echoed lightly as she clung to Urek Han's arm, her previously cold demeanor now entirely replaced by a sweet, affectionate charm. Her fingers played with the sleeve of his jacket as she gazed up at him, eyes filled with newfound warmth.
"Thank you, my dear husband~ You're so good to me, my dear husband~"
Her voice was sugary, dripping with a coy flirtation that felt almost rehearsed.
Meanwhile, Rose stood frozen, her hands clenched at her sides as whispers spread among the boutique staff.
Melissa Manobin, one of the clerks, leaned toward a colleague and murmured, "I don't understand why some men seem wealthy but are so stingy with their girlfriends, while others look ordinary but spend tens of thousands without blinking an eye."
She sighed, shaking her head slightly before adding, "That's why we're trained not to judge people by appearances. Real wealth isn't just about looks—it's about action."
The words lingered in the air, pressing down on Rose like an invisible weight. Her face darkened, lips pursed tightly as she forced herself to remain composed.
Her whole body felt tense, but the worst part was knowing that Jenny was right.
Bags are like boyfriends.
The ones stolen feel the most satisfying.
Jenny, standing beside Urek, knew she had caught something big. A golden fish. No—something even more valuable.
A man who would spend recklessly on her.
Her grip on Urek's arm tightened slightly as her expression softened into something delicate and demure.
Rose, watching from just a few steps away, felt something sharp twist in her chest.
"Urek Han... You've gone too far."
Her voice was quiet but laced with suppressed emotion.
But Urek only looked at her calmly. His smirk was faint, but his words were deliberate.
"Too much?" His voice was light, casual, as if he was simply stating a fact.
"Step by step, Rose. We have plenty of time."
And then—
[System Notification: Second Devotion Target Identified.]
A familiar, translucent blue screen materialized before Urek's eyes.
[Target: Rose Han]
[Age: 21]
[Height: 163 cm]
[Weight: 49 kg]
[Appearance Rating: 75]
[Current Favorability: -10]
[When the target's favorability surpasses 95 points, Devotion will be achieved.]
[Upon success, 10% of the target's spent funds will be credited to the host, along with 20 Enhancement Points.]
Urek's gaze flickered over the screen before it vanished, leaving behind only a single thought in his mind—
The game had only just begun.🤧
[The 90 Billion Devotion System Activated]
Kim Jenny approached Urek Han with a playful expression, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Are you still mad? My performance wasn't bad, right?" She tilted her head, feigning innocence, as if the entire shopping spree had been some kind of test.
Before Urek could respond, she grabbed his arm, shaking it gently. "Next, let's go somewhere. Where to?" She grinned. "Of course, to continue shopping! Isn't it, isn't it? You wouldn't be satisfied with just buying one bag, right?"
Without waiting for his answer, she pulled him toward another luxury boutique. The store exuded an air of sophistication, with glass shelves lined with limited-edition handbags, designer perfumes, and elegant accessories. The moment they stepped inside, the attendants immediately took notice.
Urek Han, however, wasted no time. He scanned the shelves, then casually pointed at various items with an air of absolute confidence.
"That one, that one… except for those two. Wrap up the rest and swipe the card," he instructed, his voice calm yet commanding.
The salesperson's eyes widened in excitement before bowing deeply. "Yes, sir! We will have everything delivered to the address you provide shortly!"
Kim Jenny clutched the branded bags in her hands, unable to suppress the delight bubbling in her chest. There was something undeniably attractive about a man who spent money so effortlessly.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability +5]
As Urek continued swiping, the numbers piled up. Perfume—another 5 points. Makeup—lipsticks, eyeliners, high-end foundation—another 5 points. Clothes—designer outfits, stylish coats—another 5 points.
Jenny's heart pounded. She had never seen anyone spend like this before. It was intoxicating, mesmerizing.
But just as she was about to suggest taking a break, Urek stunned her with his next words.
"No space?" He raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. "No problem. Let me buy a house for you."
Jenny's breath hitched. The words were spoken so naturally, as if purchasing a house was no different from buying a piece of candy.
In that instant, multiple transaction alerts flashed across Urek's mind.
[30,000 TWD deducted]
[70,000 TWD deducted]
[111,000 TWD deducted]
[24,000 TWD deducted]
For the first time that day, Jenny hesitated. Her excitement wavered, replaced by a creeping sense of unease.
"Well, well… this isn't good," she murmured, her fingers tightening around the shopping bags. "You spent so much money…" Her voice wavered slightly. "Spending this much on our first meeting… I was just joking, you know."
Her favorability ticked downward.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability -5]
Urek caught the flicker of hesitation in her eyes. He knew instantly—he had pushed too far. Spending recklessly was one thing, but making her feel overwhelmed? That was dangerous.
Adjusting his approach, he leaned in, lowering his voice to a gentle murmur.
"Kim Jenny, a third-year student at the Academy of Arts," he began smoothly. "Twenty-one years old, 165 cm tall, weighs 49 kg, likes the color black. Favorite food? Korean cuisine. Capricorn. Shoe size? 37. You enjoy horror movies, but you're afraid of walking alone at night."
Jenny's eyes widened in shock. "How…?"
"If I didn't know these things, why would I approach you like this?" Urek said with a knowing smile.
Before she could respond, he turned to the store staff. "Top up her membership card with 50,000 TWD."
The attendant hurried to comply, while Urek casually pointed at the latest models on display. "These are the newest arrivals. Take a look."
Then, with a smirk, he turned back to Jenny. "If what happened earlier made you worried, consider this card as my compensation."
Jenny's heart skipped a beat. The unexpected consideration, the meticulous attention to detail… It caught her off guard.
Her lips parted slightly as she stared at him, her usual playful demeanor momentarily slipping.
"If you still have doubts," Urek added, "just take this as a sincere gesture."
Jenny's cheeks flushed a deep red. She instinctively tilted her chin up, pretending to scoff. "Despicable… you spoiled brat."
Yet, despite her words, the system notification chimed in.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability +30]
She turned on her heels and walked away quickly, her steps betraying a flustered energy.
The store attendants whispered among themselves, admiration in their eyes.
"This guy may look ordinary, but he's so generous."
"Not just generous—he's thoughtful too."
"He's totally in love."
Urek smirked. The praise only solidified his confidence. He was beginning to understand something crucial—teasing was far more effective than trying to flaunt wealth outright.
After a long shopping spree, Jenny finally spoke up, frowning slightly. "You bought so much for me… but nothing for yourself."
The truth was, Urek was broke. But before he could respond, Jenny's gaze softened, and a small smile played on her lips.
"Reeling in a big fish isn't just about taking," she mused. "Sometimes, you have to give a little too."
With that, she took his hand and led him to another section of the store.
"Sit down," she instructed, pushing him into a chair.
Urek blinked in confusion. "What are you"
"Shhh." Jenny silenced him with a finger to his lips.
She carefully selected clothes for him, her eyes scanning for the perfect fit. Then, without warning, she pulled him toward the salon inside the department store.
The next thirty minutes were a blur of skilled hands working through his hair, styling and trimming. By the end of it, the transformation was undeniable.
The man who had walked into the store looking slightly disheveled now exuded elegance. His hair was neatly styled, his features sharper, his aura refined.
Jenny stared at him, momentarily at a loss for words.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability +5]
A second passed. Then another. Her gaze lingered.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability +5]
Urek tilted his head, amused. "What?"
Jenny quickly averted her gaze, clearing her throat. "Nothing. Let's go."
She started walking ahead, but not before stealing another quick glance.
[Kim Jenny's Favorability +5]
Urek chuckled. This was turning out to be even more interesting than he expected.