Chapter 1: What To Do For

Let’s organize the situation.

1. I’ve been working at Coupang Logistics for the past week.
2. And today was my day off, so I drank a whole case of alcohol yesterday and passed out.
3. I woke up and became the top-ranked beauty in the province.

I understand 1 and 2, but what’s 3?

It’s jumping around too much in context.

Even web novels don’t have such convenient developments.

Web novels at least have context.

Like, your younger sister injected you with drugs, or you fell into a sinkhole and woke up to find yourself possessed by a girl, or a game, or you sent 5,700 characters to the writer of a failed web novel and got TSed in retaliation, or you became TS after posting consistently.

Anyway, there’s some kind of reason.

I don’t fall into any of those.

But I suddenly became TS…

This is really crazy.

Even if I check my ID again, nothing will change.

I just washed my face again and it looks fine, so it’s not even a dream.

Suddenly something came to mind, so I turned on my phone and looked for an app.

[Government 24]…

Could it be that my belongings haven’t changed, and my perception of the world or the computerized part has already changed?

[Kim Hyun-jin () 980316-19xxxxx]

… But nothing has changed on my resident registration.

It’s still the same resident registration number.

That means that legally, culturally, physically, and in any way, I’m still a man.

But in reality, my gender has changed, and my appearance has changed…

What the hell do I do?

Suddenly, everything goes dark.

Let’s take an example.

I went to the convenience store because I wanted to open a bottle of soju.

“Let me see your ID card-”

“Oh, you’re a 1, but did you bring your brother’s/sister’s ID card? You can’t bring someone else’s ID card.”

“No, it’s mine.”

“I’m a man, so it’s yours?”

“Yes, I drank 4 bottles of alcohol last night and changed my gender to become the most beautiful woman in the city, but I don’t feel right, so I’m going to drink and sleep for now.”

Well, I guess they’ll definitely give me alcohol.

They say you shouldn’t mess with crazy people.

No, alcohol isn’t the problem.

What about work?

It’s an era where even regular part-timers have to send in ID cards to file taxes.

“Student? You sent in the wrong ID card for a man.”

“Oh, that’s mine. I woke up and turned into a woman.”

“Um… The world is full of people-But I don’t think we can work together. I’m sorry.”

It’s obvious.

I looked down at the floor.

For some reason, there was water spilled on the floor.

Did I spill it last night?

For some reason, the water was growing, rising little by little.

It passed my ankles, passed my butt, and reached my chin.

It felt like I was seeing a fantasy.

Even though I knew it was a fantasy, I still felt like I couldn’t do anything.

I was feeling hopeless and suffocated, but there was no way out.

Even though I knew the water had reached my chin, I couldn’t get out.

At this point, it would be hard to get a regular job.

No matter how you look at it, who would hire someone with a resident registration number of 1 who is a woman?

Even the most generous people wouldn’t accept me if I said no, and even if I explained my circumstances, I would probably hear something like,

“So you were a transgender? I don’t really feel anything, but it’s a little.”

And since appearances are appearances, rumors would spread quickly.

I’m confident.

In a year or so, my picture might be taken and circulated as a meme like ‘beautiful transgender.”

If that happens, the only answer would be suicide.

That’s why I need to find a job that doesn’t require ID, but these days in Korea, even if you have to run around a lot, you have to take an ID photo.

Jobs that don’t require ID…

If it’s a salegal job, there are many things that are possible if you have connections.

Illegal jobs…

I don’t even want to look for them right now.

Anyway, even if a way comes up later, I can’t work for now.

So what should I do?

All I have is a few tens of millions of won in insurance money.

That’s enough money to last me this year, but what about after that?

Are there any part-time jobs or jobs that allow me to work from home?

Even if there are, I’ll have to go through interviews.

Or maybe it’s something like programming or coding.

I’ve never learned anything like that, and I didn’t go to college in the first place.

Fortunately, I served in the military.

The reserves are being pushed back because of COVID, so I won’t have to go to the reserves all of a sudden.

I wonder if that’s what I’m thinking, but my body feels like it’s going to explode in anger.

What the hell did I do wrong?

Why on earth is the world doing this to me?

Is a piece of trash like me who used to work part-time now being told to starve on the streets without being able to get a job?

Or is it that I should sell my body because I’m a woman?

Is that the kind of life I’m living?

Was I a traitor in my past life?

If I had committed school violence or a crime, at least I would understand why my life has become like this.

I didn’t do anything, so what is this?

My father ran away, my mother died in a car accident, and in that environment, what kind of study, what kind of money, and how am I supposed to go to college and be successful?

But when I’ve even been through this fucking nonsense, why is this fucking life doing this to me?

Is it a crime that I was born?

I was about to throw my phone because I was so angry, but when I stopped, my chest started to swell and my body fell forward.

As I felt pain, I felt my head, which had been hot, slightly cool down.

…If I keep having negative thoughts, there’s no end to it.

I need to get my thoughts straight while I’m getting a kick out of it.

I got up from my seat and put on a long padded jacket over my sweatpants.

The long padding that usually reached mid-thigh now felt slightly above my ankles.

That’s why when I went outside, the winter chill felt a little weaker.

And the stairs.

I used to go down the stairs without thinking about it… but now that it’s changed, it’s not easy to go down.

The bottom of the stairs is hidden by my chest, and it feels uncomfortable and the area around it hurts because it shakes a little with each step I go down.

Is this how I feel the change?

“I should buy a bra first.”

Suddenly, I muttered to myself and it echoed through the villa stairs.

It was the first time I heard that voice, so I was startled.

My original voice was a little high and my pronunciation was a little imprecise, but the words just said outside sounded like an announcer’s low voice that was easy to hear.

I know my own voice sounds good to me, but isn’t this objectively good?

My changed body is better in this regard.

I trudged down the stairs, left the front door, and turned around the villa…

I stood next to the streetlight, half-crossing my arms and smoking a cigarette.

The streetlights were so bright that the night bugs kept circling around it.

As I looked at the streetlights and took a deep inhale and exhale of my cigarette, I felt like my worries were slowly being washed away.

Yes…

I nodded unconsciously.

What had already changed had changed, and there was no use in thinking negatively.

It wouldn’t be easy to accept, but I had to accept it somehow and come up with a solution.

Whatever it was…I had to come up with a solution somehow.

I take aim at an ant passing by on the street and throw my unlit cigarette.

The cigarette lands in a completely unrelated place.

This doesn’t work.

On a day when nothing works out.

I was thinking about smoking another cigarette when I suddenly felt eyes on me.

I turned my head and saw a passerby staring at me.

What are you looking at?

I tilted my head and scratched my head, then stared at the other person in that same posture…

The other person turned his head as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn’t been looking at me but had just passed by and quickly walked past.

I sat down with the back of my chair pushed back as far as it would go.

The squeaking sound was annoying, but it was slightly quieter than before.

When should I change this chair?

I kept thinking about changing it, and that’s how it ended up like this.

Still, it’s much quieter than when I was a man, so maybe there’s at least one positive side to it.

Anyway…

My body has changed, but my status remains the same.

Fingerprints, too, probably.

Since they pass through the phone, the fingerprints will be the same.

That means the world will think of me as “Kim Hyun-jin, a man who became a woman.”

“I might wake up and change tomorrow…!”

Life is about always preparing for the worst.

Now, let’s assume that gender is fixed and doesn’t change.

Then what should I do?

The first thing to do would be to confirm my identity.

If my ID card continues to be fixed at 1, almost all jobs that require identification will be impossible.

I could work from home, where they only check my ID card and don’t check my physical appearance, but if everything else becomes impossible, I’ll try.

As for illegal work…

The pay may be high, but I don’t want to do it.

After all, most illegal jobs that women can do are “that kind of work.”

I got goosebumps for a moment, so I stopped thinking about it.

I shouldn’t even think about it.

I turned on my computer and started searching the Internet.

Every day, I went to the gallery that I had set as my home page, but I immediately pushed it aside.

This isn’t the important thing right now.

When I type “What to do when your gender changes” in the search bar, a useless Naver blog and homepages like “Gender Change Information” and “Gender Reassignment Surgery and Gender Change” come up.

I’ll leave out Naver blogs since they’ll just show a few emoticons.

If I go to other pages… they seem to have some pretty helpful information.

There is no law for changing gender, but it is done according to the court’s judgment, etc.

It says a lot of things that are helpful to my situation.

In addition, if you have undergone medical treatment, you are not a minor, you are not married, and you do not have minor children…

Does this mean that if you meet these conditions, the court will grant you permission to change your gender?

It applies to all medical treatment cases.

If I scroll down, there is also a story about intersex.

“Oh, I don’t know.”

I laid down on my computer.

It was so complicated, I didn’t even want to think about it.

It’s not something I can do today, so let’s just leave it.

Since I’ve already given up today, I’ll do some quick research and get moving tomorrow.

I think about the happiness circuit that says, “If I sleep today, it might change tomorrow.”

Then, second thing to do.

I wake up slowly, turn off the search bar, and open the community.

I almost wrote a post right away.

It’s very dangerous if I write like this.

My IP is already famous in the gallery, so I have to cross the border when writing such nonsense.

The internet is convenient these days.

I can send it to the Dominican Republic and the United States while sitting down…

[What would you do if a single, lonely, hikikomori jinta suddenly became a virgin?]

Naturally, no one paid attention to such nonsense.

As I refreshed the screen, one alarm popped up.

I should touch the chest first.

Hmm.

I tried touching it, but it felt like just touching flesh.

Now that I think about it, is this the first time I’ve ever touched a woman’s chest?

But when I think about the fact that I touched my own chest, I feel a little wronged.

And this chest, although it’s clearly an organ that wasn’t there yesterday, surprisingly, it feels like it’s touching my flesh.

It feels a bit new because it’s just flesh without any muscles, but that’s it.

There’s no sexual stimulation or anything like that…

There’s no organ to receive stimulation either.

Another ripple that came up in the meantime.

Of course, shouldn’t we start with “that”?

“That”?

Hmm…

It’s a serious issue.

They say that the difference between men and women is quite large when it comes to “that,” but is that really true?

If you look at comics that deal with this, they claim that “since women’s stimulation is thousands of times greater than men’s, if a man who has turned into a woman does that, his head will explode.”

Anyway, it’s interesting, but isn’t it something I should do now?

Who wouldn’t think “Oh, I’ve turned into a woman, so I should masturbate,” unless I’m some kind of gorilla crazy with sexual desire?

If you take off your clothes, just wipe your feet and go to sleep.

Why are you the only one doing TS?

Stop fantasizing

YooDong-ah…

Yes-

If you do Inbangttari, you can easily make three thousand won in a month, and I read more replies.

Nonsense-I was definitely writing my post seriously, but since it was nonsense, I looked through the replies and my eyes were fixed on the last reply.

Three thousand won??

You can make three thousand won in a month if you do Inbangttari.

You have to say something that makes sense.

Well, I mean, there are people who make three thousand won in a month, but…

If it was possible for anyone, why would everyone go crazy trying to get into Samsung Electronics or something?

If I think about it, isn’t three thousand just a common internet-style exaggeration?

But separate from that, it seems okay…

Internet broadcasting doesn’t require ID, and I heard that pretty women can still make tens of thousands of won a day anyway.

I don’t know if that’s true. -You can easily make three thousand won in a month if you do Inbangttari.

Can you make money through Inbangtan?

Since I don’t know much, I replied to the reply with the thought of asking first, and I got a reply back.

It’s possible to make a lot of money through inbangs.

Can you make money through inbangs? Since I don’t know much, then n Haven’t you seen camgirls sucking money?

Even 120-year-old b*tches can make hundreds if they stick their butts in well.

My thought process was momentarily paralyzed by the reply.

Twelve?

What kind of 120-year-old b*tch makes hundreds.

Are you crazy?

How can you make hundreds?

A 120-year-old b*tch? That’s ridiculous.

Even exaggeration should be done to a certain extent.

How can a 120-year-old b*tch make that much.

Haven’t you seen camgirls sucking money?

Even 120-year-old b*tchs can make hundreds if they stick their butts in well and even if you joke around, you fucking idiot.

Who’s fooled by that? No, it’s not true; The number of viewers isn’t important, but the key is to catch the customers well.

Look at the Hakotari. Is it real??

I can’t believe it…

I searched and the results were surprisingly close to the truth.

There are articles like ‘Hako’s… reality.jpg’, but it’s not like there aren’t any female cam girls who earn hundreds despite having small viewers.

Among them, 99, no, 100% are inferior to my current appearance.

How can a show that doesn’t even have many viewers earn hundreds?

Are there so many people throwing money away like that?

If there’s something wrong with the world, isn’t it seriously wrong?

Iscratched my head. Just last week, I worked on Coupang Hub for a week and earned a little over 70.

Even if I worked full-time for a month, it’s 300, and in reality, that’s impossible, so I earn about 220-230.

I work really hard in logistics and barely earn about 200 a month…

What the hell is this? Isn’t something wrong?

Is this the way I should live in a world where the value of labor has fallen this much?

Some people work at a dog park and move stuff until their backs hurt and get paid around a hundred thousand won, but some people at a fucking house are like, “Chairman-What the hell is this?” and they suck tens or hundreds of thousands of won.

I heard someone worked at a factory and only drank coffee and became a pervert, and I feel exactly like that now… But I think that if I want to make money through internet broadcasting, I should eventually pursue that direction.

Hmm, female cam girls are really hard workers. The industrial powerhouse of this era!

The true value creators!

I didn’t know this either.

“Oh, I don’t know-They’ll do three million won.”

I looked up related information here and there and stopped.

It’s frustrating to be TS, so do I really need to be stressed out about this?

Of course, I need to get some if I want to break through life, but not right now.

I’ll play a round of Samma, have a cup of mixed coffee, and then look for more information.

As for why I’m suddenly playing mahjong, aside from the internet surfing, no, I liked mahjong long before that.

I learned it thanks to my father who took a minor to a mahjong parlor run by a Joseonjok because he was bored when he was young, and I’ve been playing mahjong for almost 16 years since then.

At first, I learned national mahjong, and then Korean mahjong.

Then came Rich mahjong. Anyway, when I don’t want to think too hard, playing Samma (three-person mahjong) is the best.

That’s because 3-ma is fun to play like a shooting game, where you shoot each other and cause chaos.

You can play it with a lighter heart than 4-ma… [Samma Civil War 1/3] = [Samma is not mahjong, Kon] Samma is mahjong in its own way!!