Chapter 41: Daughter pervert, Part 2

“What should I dress her in…”

Does she think of Min Hayoon as an RPG game character?

It’s a bit awkward to say this, but the way Yoon Suhee looked up and down at Min Hayoon, thinking over her dress code, was like someone thinking over which swimsuit skin to put on their main character.

Honestly, it was a bit embarrassing.

It was the first time in her life that she had this kind of conversation with her mom.

‘Is this what mother-daughter relationships are usually like…?’

As Yoon Suhee’s greedy gaze towards her intensified, Min Hayoon’s lips became dry from the tension.

But still…

“I, I still have something to say…”

“Oh? What is it?”

“I said I wanted to be a model, but I didn’t say what kind of model I wanted to be, did I?”

Now she should say that she wants to do cosplay…

“What kind of model do you want to be? Sports? School uniform? Magazine? Professional fashion models are in a league of their own, but I can definitely get you into commercial modeling through my connections. If you build up your recognition like that, you could even debut as a fashion model.”

As if she had been waiting for this, a stream of TMI flowed out.

‘I guess she really wanted me to be a model…’

The Min Hayoon before she became the current Min Hayoon…

Perhaps she had to overcome even fiercer opposition than the current Min Hayoon, who was forced to become a woman by the status window, to start walking the path of an illustrator.

If the Yoon Suhee that the current Min Hayoon remembers had the impression of ‘It’s a shame it’s not art college’, the current Yoon Suhee would have fiercely opposed, saying, ‘You don’t want to be a model? You? With that face and that body?’

‘But the me before I became me somehow persuaded mom and suppressed her desire to make her daughter a model…?

The current Hayoon walked right up to Yoon Suhee and told her that she wanted to be a model.

Oh my god.

If this isn’t suicide, what is?

Hayoon barely suppressed her throbbing headache and started again.

“First of all, I have no intention of being a typical commercial model.”

“Then why? Is it a hobby? Is it because you’re going through puberty? You’ve become infatuated with yourself and want to record and enjoy your appearance?”

“That has nothing to do with puberty! That’s narcissism.”

“Is that so?”

“No, anyway…!”

The conversation went off on a tangent for a moment, but if she didn’t say it now, Yoon Suhee’s misunderstanding would grow out of control.

So.

“I said I’m not doing typical commercial modeling. Typical.”

“Then?”

“I’m going to be a cosplay model. Cosplay.”

She was trying to be clear…

“Cosplay…?”

Glare.

As soon as the four letters of cosplay came out, her eyes instantly became fierce.

“Cosplay is a filming technique that drastically diminishes the presence of the model. Why would you do such a thing when you have so much to offer?”

Stomp.

Yoon Suhee, who had been sitting on the bed and talking, approached Hayoon and put her index finger on her chin.

And then.

“You have a pretty face, right?”

She put strength on her index finger to lift her chin, making Hayoon’s gaze naturally meet hers.

Next.

“Your breasts are growing just right, right?”

As before, she lightly supported Hayoon’s breasts, which were steadily growing towards a C-cup, which is said to be the optimal size for modeling.

“Your waist is slim, right?”

Now the waist.

She pulled the collar of the baggy silk pajamas to reveal the thin waistline that had been hidden.

“Your hips are wide, right?”

She pressed on the hipline that widened below the waist, contrary to the thinning waist below the chest.

“Your butt is plump, right?”

“Th, ahh…”

Finally, she finished the body check by even kneading her butt.

She had finished measuring Hayoon’s approximate body size with just one hand.

“You have a body that should be a model, you know? Your mom and dad worked hard to give you a Western bone structure, and you want to be a cosplay model where you can’t even make the most of that body? Seriously? Huh? That’s for girls with ridiculously large breasts…! In the first place, why would you want to add to the fantasy of an already existing character?”

The situation became somewhat awkward and embarrassing because of the body check…

Yoon Suhee was as serious as could be.

She’s in the industry, and cosplay is never well-received in the modeling world.

If she were an outsider, it might be different, but how could she, as someone involved, just stand by and watch her precious daughter do something like cosplay?

‘I knew it would be like this…’

However, Hayoon had no intention of giving up.

She already included a cosplay book in the funding.

If the components change in this state, the funding site might blacklist her…

She has to do it no matter what.

No, apart from those trivial reasons.

“I just like cosplay.”

Why would anyone do something like cosplay that attracts so much attention?

They just like the feeling.

“I think I told you when I said I was going to be an illustrator, but I want to make money doing what I like. I’m already making good money drawing illustrations, and this is just an extension of that.”

“Extension procedure?”

“Yes, I’m now trying to expand my domain to games, and the reason I want to do cosplay is because I want to act as the heroine in that game.”

“Why?”

“It’s a kind of self-satisfaction, I guess? Seeing the character I envisioned being reproduced in reality through me, and providing that as a game good to increase fan satisfaction?”

“That kind of low-class modeling…!”

Hmm…

It seems that Yoon S-hee has a harsher impression of games and cosplay than she thought.

It’s not particularly strange.

It’s not strange for Hayoon’s parents’ generation to dislike games, and cosplayers are often looked down upon by those in the established modeling industry.

The combination of two unfavorable elements resulted in extreme dislike.

However, Hayoon knows.

“Ah, mom.”

The absolute weapon that only Yoon Suhee’s only daughter, Min Hayoon, has.

“I want to do it. Let me do it.”

Aegyo (acting cute).

Actually, she didn’t want to use this, but…

Yoon Suhee’s atmosphere was really unusual.

Perhaps the Min Hayoon of the past persuaded Yoon Suhee in this way to embark on the path of an illustrator, so the current Hayoon was also trying to get by with aegyo.

“Sigh…”

Yoon Suhee sighed, looking at Hayoon clinging to her and oozing aegyo, then hugged her gently and started talking.

“Do you know Japanese gravure models? Or Korean Maxim models?”

“Well, I know of them?”

“They basically do high-level shoots as a default. And the guys who see that go crazy and say all sorts of things. Ugh…”

In short, she was asking if she could withstand the sexual harassment that would inevitably follow.

Well, an ordinary person might have worried, but.

“I don’t care at all?”

“Why?”

“Well, I can just not look, right? Besides, even if my face gets a little exposed, I don’t go out much, so it’s okay.”

“Why wouldn’t you go out? You haven’t even had your entrance ceremony yet!”

“Ah… Should I just drop out? How about a GED?”

Anyway, she got the core talents she should have gotten from the meister high school.

Choi Arin for Live 2D and Do Jin-ho for coding.

If she just works from home while broadcasting without the hassle of going to school…

Smack!

“Ah, I guess not… Yeah…”

“Don’t ever mention dropping out again. Do you think the GED is easy? With that kind of mindset, you might even fail the GED.”

“I’ll just go to school like a good girl…”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Yoon Suhee strongly hit Min Hayoon’s back, looked down at her with an expression that said, ‘What am I going to do with this child?’, and then…

“Sigh, how can I win against you…”

She hugged Hayoon tightly as if she would break and murmured as if complaining.

In the end, no parent can win against their child.

Just like in the past when Hayoon chose the path of an illustrator, this time too, Yoon Suhee had no choice but to grant Min Hayoon’s wish.

However.

“I’ll do the photoshoot in a way that doesn’t look too sexy, but highlights the inherent beauty of your body and clothes. Absolutely no s*x appeal. You’re seventeen. Got it? Huh?”

This was something she couldn’t compromise on.

She couldn’t compromise, but…

“But I’m going to wear a bunny girl outfit?”

“Hey!”

As Hayoon nonchalantly said something out of her mind, a lion’s roar immediately followed.

Meanwhile, after a commotion.

After Hayoon established a compromise on the level of exposure with Yoon Suhee, she finally had the leisure to call Choi Arin.

-Hello?

“Yes, unnie. It’s me. Do you remember Studio Yoon?”

-Uh, the one in Hongdae…? The one your mom runs…

Choi Arin was very cautious.

Any reaction here could be considered rude.

However, contrary to Choi rin’s concerns…

“They said the photoshoot will be this Friday, is your schedule clear? We don’t have school anyway.”

-But… what about online classes?

“Let’s skip them.”

Hayoon had set the schedule amazingly well.

Cosplay.

It was time for the hobby that she hadn’t been able to enjoy due to the pandemic to shine again.