Chapter 1: The orthodox otherworld reincarnation development

I decided to end it.

Because there’s no reason to live.

Since the seed of philosophy germinated in ancient Greece, countless people have pondered their reason for existence.

The famous Shakespeare also asked people through Hamlet’s mouth.

To be or Not to be?

I chose Not to be. That’s simply the story.

But if you really need a reason, I can explain it very briefly.

First, I’m not happy right now.

Second, there’s no chance of being happy in the future. The possibility is extremely low.

So there’s no reason to live. That’s it.

Hamlet said.

If death is sleep, only the fear of the unknown eternal dream that will be dreamed afterward.

If one is certain that there will be nothing after death, who would endure the whips and ridicule of this world?

I think the same, but as a person of a much later era, I know.

That there is nothing after death.

There is no god, no soul, no afterlife, and nothing after ‘I’.

I know that humans are just beasts with slightly more developed brains than other wild animals.

The revered human rights are a fabricated fantasy, the value of life is nothing but a lie made up by the capitalist class to prevent slaves from committing suicide.

For them, they’re just oiling their factory’s cogwheels to prevent them from falling apart at will, but the foolish cogwheels believe that they are ‘human’ beings who are something special, and they believe it firmly.

Foolish, foolish, foolish.

I didn’t want to be such a cogwheel, so I committed suicide.

Then, I could have died anywhere, but why did I come all the way to the distant Mapo Bridge to jump?

Was it just because I remembered a joke that there was a gate to another world at the bottom of the Han River?

And like a lie, I fell into another world.

My studio apartment. I, who jumped off the Mapo Bridge, woke up in my studio apartment.

‘Regression ability?’

In the Japanese manga called “Sake Again,” the protagonist has the ability to regress to the morning of that day when he dies.

If that’s too minor, there’s also the famous light novel called “Re:Zero”.

Did I get that kind of ability?

Then, I could use the money duplication bug in the coin market, which goes crazy even within a day.

I’m glad I committed suicide. How would I have realized this ability if I hadn’t committed suicide?

Thinking that, I got up and long hair fell on my chest. The protruding breasts were something I didn’t have until I committed suicide.

“Aga kuku……”

The breasts, distinctly different from a man’s. When I uttered that nickname, a very unfamiliar voice resonated through my ears.

It was a beautiful woman’s voice that seemed to melt my ears.

Like a loser, a hikikomori who had no mirror in my room, I went to the bathroom to check.

“A Korean with silver hair and red eyes, is this real?”

What, like a rabbit? But it wasn’t an unsightly appearance like an albino patient, it was natural and beautiful silver hair with red eyes. Just like an anime character.

After checking various other things, I was able to confirm the following facts.

1. This world is more than 99.99% identical to the Earth I was on.

The celebrities on TV, the stock coins, the tube channels, everything was the same as I saw yesterday.

1. But only I have been a woman since before. My resident registration card was correct, and my LoL account, which is one of the few things I cherish, was intact. My clothes were also fitted to this body’s figure, and even my underwear was for women. However, reflecting my taste, they were all dark-colored hoodies or oversized graphic tees.

However, the name ‘Eugene Woo’ was too masculine, so it was changed to ‘Eugene Ah’.

No, how can a native Korean have silver hair and red eyes? I wanted to call my parents and ask, but I couldn’t because I cut them off a long time ago.

Worldline shift. It was clear that I moved from the a-worldline where I was a man to the B-worldline where I was a woman. But how can a woman become a silver-haired, red-eyed pretty girl?

“Hawawawa.”

This person has become a pretty girl. Something like an idiotic, attention-seeking post on DC actually happened.

1. [Web Message] Eugene Ah, June 1st, Sangsu Savings 1231234123456 Depositor: Eugene Ah Amount: 178,859 won <Sangsu Savings>

If they were going to move me to another worldline, they should have gotten rid of my debt. The loan interest payment date was tomorrow. I had not even a single penny in my account.

‘I don’t want to go to work.’

As a high school graduate and unemployed person until yesterday, I had no choice but to work or go to a factory to pay the interest, but now that I’ve become a silver-haired, red-eyed, pretty girl, there must be plenty of ways to make money.

Let me think for a moment.

I don’t want to sell my body. Flirting with a guy and sucking his.

is not something to do not only when sober but also when drunk or drugged.

And I might get an
.

I heard that in the US, a virgin auctioned off her virginity for 10 billion won, so if it’s around that much, I might reconsider.

But that girl wasn’t even that pretty in the picture, so wouldn’t this awesome body be worth several hundred billion won?

Getting 100 buildings for one time vs just living. This seems like a fair balance, doesn’t it?

Anyway, Korea is not the environment for that, so it’s rejected.

I have no intention of getting for a few million won.

I can earn much more than that without if I work as a model or do broadcasting.

But it’s too late to start broadcasting now.

It will take several months to get paid, but I need money urgently by tomorrow.

After a moment of 고민, I decided to use the money duplication bug.

I turned on the Apple Market and posted a used item for sale.

[Used stockings, underwear for sale, direct transaction possible]

[17 years old / 160cm 40kg H cup]

[Stockings 30,000, Panties 50,000, Bra 50,000]

I subtracted about ten years from my age. I wrote the height and weight based on my feeling. Anyway, as long as I emphasize that I’m slim, that should be okay.

After a while, I got a message.

[Seller: Why is it so expensive?]

[Seller: Are you pretty?]

Is that even a question.

[Me: You might faint if you see]

[Me: Because I’m a goddess]

The guy was rudely asking for a verification shot.

[Seller: Verification]

[Me:
Where would it be posted]

[Me: You won’t regret it if you meet in person]

[Me: If you regret it, I’ll give it to you for free, so if you don’t regret it, double the price, deal?]

[Seller: Deal]

Thus, the transaction was concluded.

Unlike what we were trying to do, we made an appointment in a busy downtown area.

Anyway, I wouldn’t have gone to a dark and secret place. What crime could I be a victim of?

Unless the other person is a rare genius psychopathic serial killer who happens to be planning to commit his first crime, he wouldn’t try to do anything to me on a busy street like this.

Wearing a mask, I went to the meeting place, and there was a guy who looked like he wouldn’t buy these things with money. He was about my age. He looks like a new employee.

‘He looks too normal, is he the right person?’

I thought a
pig or a
fiddlestick would show up. I checked with the Apple Market app and confirmed that he was the right guy.

A normal-looking guy should just date a girlfriend. Why is he buying these things with money?

Maybe he has a girlfriend and is enjoying a secret hobby? I thought about it, but it’s not something I need to know. I just need to get the money.

“Wow.”

And that guy was also surprised to see me. You didn’t expect a silver-haired, red-eyed pretty girl to show up, did you?

“I was going to haggle and get it for free, but it’s unbelievable. Wow.”

“I told you I was a goddess, didn’t I?”

I smiled with satisfaction. My mouth was covered by the mask, but still.

Just by looking at my eyes, you can tell I’m a pretty girl. That’s what this body is.

“Can you take off your mask?”

“No hidden cameras, right? No photos.”

“Yes. Of course, I know.”

I took off my mask to open the customer’s wallet. I could see him taking a deep breath.

“You’ll pay double, right?”

“No. I’ll give you triple.”

It’s not common to hear someone offering extra money. My appearance was so powerful that it moved him to empty his wallet.

Let’s do the math. Stockings are 90,000, and panties and bra are 150,000?

This is a hit!

“I’ll go to the bathroom and take them off.”

I whispered in his ear. It’s not something I can say out loud to others.

He seemed to like the whisper, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

I went to a nearby building’s bathroom, took off the stockings, panties, and bra I was wearing, and changed into the ones I brought.

And I put the ones I took off in a shopping bag. They were so small and light as air that even when gathered together, they were incredibly light.

‘All of this is 390,000 won… Making money is so easy.’

This is the real money duplication bug.

I returned to the guy, handed him the shopping bag, and received 390,000 won in cash.

He touched the items and seemed satisfied with the clearly felt body temperature.

Customer satisfaction achieved! First business success!

I think I’ve solved the loan interest problem with this.

“Let’s exchange contact information. I’ll buy from you often in the future.”

“Nope.”

He seemed to be disappointed that he had to part with me now.

But I firmly refused his clinginess.

“I might post on the market again next time, or I might not. It’s up to you to be in the first-come, first-served list.”

“I can give you more money.”

Offering more money means wanting more of something.

I didn’t want to do anything more than this. I was just in a hurry because the interest payment date was tomorrow.

He seemed like he wanted to cling more, but since it was a busy street, he couldn’t be persistent. I left without leaving him a name or a number and disappeared.

I don’t think I did anything wrong. He’ll be happy with my used underwear.