Chapter 19: 10 Billion (2)

Two people were the first and most delighted to hear about my 10 billion won profit.

One was my loyal secretary, Sihyeon, and the other…

My nanny.

“My goodness. Y-you earned that much money? A-are you sure you weren’t tricked?”

“Tsk, Nanny worries too much. You know I’m smart.”

“Y-yes, but… how did you earn that much…”

The nanny, fussing over me and expressing worry, is… an ordinary person.

Or, honestly, ordinary or below average except for her kindness. That’s why she became my nanny.

I heard that she didn’t even finish high school, let alone college.

She barely finished middle school in the countryside, helped her parents, experienced a tragedy, and became my nanny. I have no idea how such an unassuming person got in through connections.

……Well, my nanny did have nice breasts. I was incredibly embarrassed when I was little. I adapted well later though, oh…

“I’ve told grandpa, I’m going to buy a house. I’ll move there soon, so be prepared.”

I smiled brightly, stroking the nanny’s cheek. The nanny, not yet thirty, was worn out from hardship, her body reflecting her tenacious nature.

That’s something I dislike about the nanny. Everything about me should be beautiful and flawless.

But I can’t just replace her like an object; I’ve grown fond of her. After getting the freedom to voice my opinions, I started doing my best to ensure her comfort.

“Ah, a house… wow…”

The fact that an eight-year-old was buying a house seemed incredible; the nanny gasped in amazement. Her honest reaction suited me.

“Hehe, I’m making my own house. Even if it’s more expensive, I want to decorate it to my liking. A room full of game consoles, a living room with lots of mirrors, a study with a hidden room…”

I can’t wait for a hidden room. It’s childish, but so what?

I’m a child, so no one finds it strange.

“Pffft.”

Unable to contain her laughter, the nanny covered her mouth and giggled. I pout, grumbling.

“Why? Money is for spending like this.”

In my past life, I worked insanely hard, only to lose everything. Then I discovered hobbies.

Hobbies are surprisingly expensive.

Damn it, the FBI was more thorough than I thought. I should have deposited a lot of money in Swiss banks through borrowed-name accounts…

“Ah, no, no. Because of this, I can’t help but worry about you, Miss. Do you remember? I breastfed you until you were four…”

“Hey! W-we agreed not to talk about that…!”

My face turns bright red. That was a foul!

It was when Yu Jincheol was abusing me. Because of my father, who knew nothing about childcare, I was desperately clinging to the nanny, fearing for my life.

There are people who don’t even know when a child starts walking?

The nanny was at risk of being kicked out, so I insisted on her necessity by hardly eating any baby food.

…

It is absolutely not because I have a dark fetish for big-breasted women. Even if I did, this was necessary.

Seriously.

Perhaps…

“Thank you, Miss. I’m an insignificant person, and you must have suffered… Yet, you’ve grown so wonderfully…”

Ah, my conscience pricks.

Watching the nanny wipe her tears, I feel a pang of guilt. Didn’t I sell my conscience for billions in my past life…?

Ugh.

Good. I replenished it; I can sell it again later.

“No, no. Thanks to you, I could endure. I’m always grateful.”

I smile, kissing the nanny’s cheek and quickly leave the room.

Kind, simple people are difficult.

***

After that little eulogy for my revived conscience, I ran to the secretary’s office.

“Sihyeon!!”

I excitedly call my most loyal subordinate. If my nanny is the most precious person since I reincarnated, Sihyeon is the most comfortable.

I owe my nanny, but I’ve only done good for my secretary.

“Yes, Miss. I’m here.”

Sihyeon, with a faint smile on her pretty, lightly made-up face, picks me up.

“Ooo, you’re wearing makeup now. I thought you didn’t care, being a fitness enthusiast…”

She doesn’t have a boyfriend, right?

It’s hard to think she would, given how much time I spend with her…

“Ah, it’s a bit of a hassle, but… manners are important when meeting important people. I just came from meeting the Chief Secretary.”

Perhaps she called me because of something? I understand, but…

Should I tease her?

“Ah ha, our Sihyeon doesn’t consider me important. Haa, I’m disappointed, Sihyeon. No, well, I thought that might be the case… but hearing it is sad.”

“Wh-what are you saying, Miss!”

Sihyeon, as expected, blushes, waving her hands.

“Yes, I know, I know. I know what excuse you’ll give. You didn’t need to be formal with me, right? We’re close.”

“Yeeees…”

“Hmph. I’m sick of being treated formally by a child.”

Sihyeon’s breathing becomes rapid, her body trembling.

“Hey? No reaction?”

“Why are you doing this to me, Miss…”

My secretary slumps, exhausted. I pat her back, clearing my throat.

“Ahem. I have a request…”

There’s something I’ve wanted to do since making a lot of money. I couldn’t before; I lacked close friends or the power to silence the noise…

But now it might be possible.

Ahem.

“Can I… try a money slap…?”

“Yes?”

“You know, like in movies.”

“Y-yes… h-ha, do whatever you like, Miss.”

Lee Sihyeon looks at me with a pitying gaze.

Hmm. Normally, ‘pitying’ should have ‘subtly’ in front, but it wasn’t subtle at all.

She offers her cheek as she sighs. I hold a bundle of 10,000 won bills from the Bank of Korea and lightly slap her.

-Slap.

Sihyeon’s head turns dramatically, her ponytail flying like in a movie. Her delicate neck is alluring.

‘Ooo. Another bucket list item achieved.’

Money slaps with crisp bills… there’s a thrill, a sense of transgression.

Using the symbol of advanced, yet barbaric civilization in the most primal way.

Truly K-drama!

Hmm, something’s missing…

Ah, the dialogue.

‘Is this okay?’

Slightly embarrassed, I mumble before delivering a famous line, attempting another slap.

“Here, take this… and get lost…!”

-Slap.

Yeah, that’s it.

Drip, drip, drip.

Tilt, tilt.

“Sihyeon, you’re not mad, right…?”

“…Is this mine?”

“…Probably?”

According to the lore, it is.

“Then it’s fine. Ah, and since you hit me twice, double the payment.”

“Not possible?”

I gave it to her anyway.

***

10 billion won is a lot of money.

Incredibly so.

Honestly, excluding the house, it barely made a dent in my personal spending.

I spent a lot. Importing Super Ma*io from Japan, buying another car for backup, generously giving Daeha Securities employees bonuses…

Yet, 10 billion won remained practically untouched.

“Tsk. This isn’t satisfying…”

A week later, September 30th.

I suck on a chocolate bar, reading the morning newspaper. It’s about time I started drinking coffee…

I wish I were a little older.

[The 63 Building, a 264-meter skyscraper, opens… Korea’s tallest building, and the tallest in the world outside North America. Taller than Namsan Mountain.]

Hmm.

Did that cost about 10 billion won? I still have a long way to go.

I should buy it at a discount during the IMF crisis.

You should save your allowance for important things.

‘Should I invest a little more?’

I smile, contemplating the future knowledge stored in my mind.