While Muyeol was indulging in his morning escapades, Soo-ah was already busy running around early in the morning.
Her objective was clear: to purchase every plot of land in the Namdong Industrial Complex.
Of course, Soo-ah wasn’t doing this alone. The operation was divided into several teams dispatched in all directions. To motivate the subordinates, she even set a reward system: each team was given a budget and a target, and any remaining money after completion would be theirs to keep.
It was the same method Muyeol had once used with her.
“How much profit will I make today?”
To be honest, she would have preferred to simply seize the land by force.
They had more than enough power and authority to do so.
But such tactics would create complications later.
Even if it required spending some money, completing the acquisitions cleanly and legally was more efficient in the long run.
And from Muyeol’s perspective, if Soo-ah managed the project with finesse, he would undoubtedly regard her more highly.
Even if it meant her cut of the profits would be slightly reduced.
Do Gwang-su owned a sizable plot of land inherited from his father.
This wasn’t some remote mountain property, either—it was a 3,000-pyeong (approximately 10,000 square meters) parcel right in the middle of Incheon, Korea’s largest metropolitan area.
Considering the average land price in Incheon was over 60 to 70 million won per pyeong, the property could easily fetch an estimated 180 billion won.
But Gwang-su wasn’t exactly sitting on a goldmine.
That land, for all its size, was utterly worthless.
It had once been a thriving industrial zone, central to Incheon’s development.
But somewhere along the way, things had gone south...
Now, the entire area was overrun by gangs, making it nearly impossible for anyone—even the owner—to enter the property.
As a result, there were no buyers.
The land had become so undesirable that it didn’t even have a market price anymore.
Holding onto it was practically a liability.
While the government had graciously exempted the area from property taxes, it still irritated him to no end whenever he thought about it.
Then, out of the blue:
“You want to... buy this land...?”
A group of stunning women, so beautiful they could open the eyes of a blind man, showed up at his house. They offered to purchase his utterly useless land.
“Yes, we’d like to buy all of it.”
Despite their extreme modesty in dress—only their faces, necks, and hands were visible—there was something about them that made his heart race.
“It's useless land anyway, isn’t it? We’re offering to pay for something no one else would.”
“Well, uh...”
His lips went dry, and his throat felt parched.
He was nervous, yet hopeful.
If such beautiful women were involved, the person who sent them must be extraordinary. Surely, they would offer a fair price, right?
“So, how much are you thinking of offering?”
“Well, it’s not like the land is usable, right? If you keep holding onto it, it’ll only frustrate you.”
“Still, how much...”
“How much do you want?”
“Uh, well... haha.”
Do Gwang-su found himself in a happy dilemma.
How much should he ask for?
Land a bit closer to the city center fetched around 30 to 40 million won per pyeong, and that was already considered a deflated price due to the proximity to the Namdong Industrial Complex.
‘This is smack in the middle of Namdong. Asking for that much would be excessive.’
Even 10 million won per pyeong seemed unreasonable.
‘What about 500? Even 500,000 won per pyeong would be...!’
That would still amount to a whopping 15 billion won.
Enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.
“Are you having trouble deciding?”
“Yes... it’s not an easy number to figure out...”
‘Let’s see what they offer first.’
Determined to get the highest possible price, Do Gwang-su focused on Soo-ah’s lips, awaiting her proposal.
With a radiant smile, Soo-ah named her price—and slashed his expectations to ribbons.
“How about 5,000 won per pyeong?”
“What... excuse me?!”
5,000?
Not 5 million won,
but 5,000 won?!
Do Gwang-su shot up from his seat.
5,000 won per pyeong? For 3,000 pyeong, that came to just 15 million won?!
While that wasn’t a trivial amount of money, it was laughable for 3,000 pyeong of land in the heart of Incheon, Korea’s largest city.
“What’s the matter? Is the price not to your liking?”
“Of... of course not! How can you suggest 5,000 won per pyeong for land in Incheon?! Just a few blocks away, properties go for 30 to 40 million won per pyeong!”
“And? Is this land part of that city?”
“Well, no, but...”
“For over 20 years, this area has seen zero transactions. There are no government plans for development, no redevelopment projects, and it’s overrun with gangs. Even you, the owner, can’t set foot on it. Sure, the government is exempting the property from taxes for now, but who knows when that might change?”
“Still, 5,000 won is just too...”
“If it’s Namdong Industrial Complex land, selling it at 5,000 won per pyeong would seem reasonable to anyone. Government inspectors, auditors, even reporters—they’d all look at it and go, ‘Ah, that makes sense.’ You won’t need to worry about suspicion or harassment. And the money we’re offering is clean.”
“It’s not about that, it’s just...”
"Just... Just 15 million won...?"
All of Do Gwang-su’s expectations came crashing down in an instant.
Of course, he understood rationally.
Her calculation was more accurate.
Who in their right mind would pay 500,000 won per pyeong for this worthless land?
But human psychology isn’t that simple.
Selling 3,000 pyeong of land in Incheon for only ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ 15 million won?
How could anyone accept that?
‘It’s a negotiation tactic. These people came all the way to my house because they need my land. The leverage is mine.’
Yes.
He just had to hold out.
No matter what, 5,000 won per pyeong was unacceptable.
If he refused to sell, the price would go up.
"...I could never sell it for—"
The blaring ringtone interrupted his words as Soo-ah casually held up a hand to silence him. She reached into her pocket, slightly lifting one hip as she pulled out her phone.
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And then—
Thunk.
“...!”
Along with her phone, a heavy pistol clattered onto the table.
‘A... a gun?!’
Guns weren’t exactly uncommon in a place like Incheon.
But laying one out so deliberately—what could that mean?
Terrified, he stared at the weapon while Soo-ah, completely unbothered, answered her call.
“Yes, Young Master, this is Im Soo-ah. Yes, I’m currently negotiating. I’ve assigned smaller properties to my subordinates, but I’m handling the larger ones myself... Oh, you want me to hurry? Within three weeks... Understood, Young Master.”
She ended the call with a sigh and relayed the instructions to her team.
“He wants everything purchased within three weeks.”
“Three weeks?”
“Yes. He said even if the acquisitions aren’t complete, operations will begin in three weeks.”
“I-I see... Three weeks...”
After some hushed discussion among themselves, Soo-ah turned back to face Gwang-su.
“Sorry about that. Where were we?”
She tucked her phone back into her pocket, flashing a pleasant smile, but her hand lingered on the gun.
Instead of putting it away, she absentmindedly fiddled with it.
Her actions were subtle, but the gun’s muzzle was now pointed directly at him.
“Th-th-this price... I-I absolutely...”
“Absolutely?”
“I-I can’t sell it for that...! I’d rather not sell at all!!”
BANG!
“Eek?!”
Smoke drifted from the gun’s barrel.
“Oh my, I’m sorry about that. Good thing it was just a blank, right?”
“...”
Do Gwang-su abandoned all pretense of bravado.
These were lunatics.
He nodded frantically, his composure shattered.
“He’s agreed. Bring the contract.”
In the end, he sold his 3,000 pyeong property in the Namdong Industrial Complex for 5,000 won per pyeong.
“We’re making this acquisition completely legitimate with proper contracts and payments, okay? No funny business later. If you go to the police or anything, you’ll be dismembered that very day. Got it?”
“Y-yes, of course...”
“Oh, and keep this a secret for now.”
“A secret?”
“Yes, don’t go bragging about selling your land in Namdong Industrial Complex.”
As Soo-ah casually jiggled the gun in her hand, Gwang-su nodded with renewed vigor.
“Manager, the transfer is complete.”
“Yes, the transfer’s been made. Please confirm.”
“I-it’s done. It’s in my account... 15 million won...”
“Do Gwang-su, you sold your 3,000 pyeong property in the Namdong Industrial Complex to us for 15 million won, of your own free will. Correct?”
“Y-yes.”
At Soo-ah’s signal, one of her subordinates played a video recording of the conversation.
It showed Soo-ah’s words and Gwang-su’s clear agreement.
Naturally, any inappropriate language had been automatically removed.
“And... bring it in.”
“Yes.”
A moment later, the subordinates returned, bringing a woman with them.
No, not a woman—a sex robot.
Specifically, an MTX-33 model, a popular choice for its affordability.
“This is a gift from us.”
“A gift...?”
“Yes, as thanks for selling at such a good price.”
“I-I see...”
The robot’s value was almost equivalent to the land’s selling price.
If they could afford this, why not just pay more in cash?
He felt a pang of dissatisfaction, but the deal was already done.
It was best to make the most of it.
At least the robot was stunningly attractive, a perfect outlet for the frustration that had been building since Soo-ah and her team arrived.
“Well then, we’ll be off. Don’t forget to keep your mouth shut.”
“Y-yes, of course...”
Soo-ah exited the house with her team trailing behind her.
“Activate it in an hour.”
“Yes.”
Soo-ah had ordered the model in bulk.
Together with Seo Eun-mi, she had programmed a special feature into it.
Once activated, the robot would enter a frenzy and assault its owner.
Until they died.
Afterward, a normalization protocol would delete all evidence of the incident, leaving investigators to conclude it was just another unfortunate death during intercourse with a sex robot.
“Well, at least it’s a pleasant way to go, isn’t it?”