Making Friends With Streamers by Hacking!

## Chapter 12: SNS Star, University Goddess Yoon Mi-na (24 years old / Actually a Slut) Has a Boyfriend♡

Yoon Mi-na's life was, in a word, a bed of roses.

Though not from a wealthy background, her neat and pure appearance was well-received wherever she went.

From middle school, boys trying to gain her favor flocked around her grinning foolishly, offering everything from homework help to pocket money. Always having men eagerly at her beck and call, she never knew the value of a good man.

This experience made her arrogant, triggering excessive princess syndrome behavior and making her incompetent.

At this time, girls around Mi-na who envied her began to mock her as a loose screw princess.

Mi-na ignored it as ugly jealousy from other women, but was secretly upset.

Aiming for an image change and as if to prove herself, she started studying.

From the start of her flowery high school days, she became fiercely determined, finishing high school with top grades.

Thus, she gained a goddess image by adding intelligence to her natural beauty.

Of course, the envy and jealousy around her intensified.

Mi-na wore it as a badge of honor.

She always smiled gleefully, thinking she'd scored one over those who only talked behind her back but went to worse universities, those ordinary people who couldn't study or look as good as her.

However, this was the peak.

Though her path remained rosy afterwards, like a stock graph lying flat, her growth stopped.

Tasting freedom in university, she loosened up again and began using the men around her.

As before, men were willing to devote themselves to her wherever she went, following her like puppies whenever called.

University student Mi-na never once experienced carrying thick textbooks by herself.

Her SNS exploded in popularity with casual selfies showcasing her natural beauty, and as her followers rapidly increased, advertising and modeling offers poured in.

She even shot clothing ads for large stores and received offers from major agencies.

But this was truly the limit.

Though given various sweet opportunities to debut on the ground, she never properly took off even as graduation approached.

Because she hated putting in effort.

Even when shooting small ads as an unknown, she frequently snapped at staff, and on SNS she wrote empty-headed posts causing constant controversy.

While always selling an innocent image with a fair background, personality controversies never ceased.

She had no clear strengths besides looks and being a topic of conversation.

She tried receiving high-level education due to stress from things not working out, but often skipped.

Until now, she hadn't clearly developed in singing, acting, or speaking skills.

There were agencies willing to develop her due to her visuals, but they ultimately gave up due to her outwardly kind but inwardly pathetic and uncontrollable personality.

Beauty can make you a star.

But there's only one star position, so you have to compete with beautiful women across the country.

If you're just pretty, a pretty girl with a good personality and diverse talents will do better.

Being just pretty only gets you as far as snagging and milking men.

'But that's not a bad thing, is it?'

Thinking this, she changed her strategy.

She boldly gave up on strategies to make herself famous.

Instead, she formed connections with capable men who were handsome and successful, the type who drive sports cars at a young age.

However, rich and successful guys were clever.

Having seen many women like Mi-na who relied on their looks, they would use her without fully committing, or even if things seemed to last, they would run away after seeing Mi-na's ugly inner self that treated them as stepping stones to success or walking wallets.

As graduation approached for the despairing Mi-na, her value dropped daily unlike when she entered university.

With disastrous grades, a blocked path to entertainment, and desperate from job-seeking stress, her standards dropped lower and lower until she reached Jeong-su.

His looks were passable, but her goal was the benefits from his well-off family.

Also, having been rejected here and there, she compromised thinking she could control a guy like him.

Now she's at a pub alone with Jeong-su, who's become her boyfriend.

The friends they invited have all left, leaving just the two of them filling the empty 6-person table.

Jeong-su takes a drink and boasts.

"If that bastard was going to leave, he should've just left. Ruining the mood like a loser before going."

He was cursing his own friend.

"I actually feel better now that he's gone."

Honestly, there was one face among Jeong-su's friends that Mi-na didn't want to see.

It's rather fortunate that things fell apart from the start, shaking up the gathering.

"That's why I told you not to call me. What was the point of just ruining the mood?"

"Hey, did you and I do something wrong? It's Cha Seon-woo who overreacted just because we teased him a bit about old stuff."

"...Whatever."

"It all happened because that bastard confessed like an idiot. Right?"

"Well, that's true, but..."

"Not knowing his place... Ah, enough! Let's end this unpleasant talk."

Jeong-su pulls his hips closer, pressing his flesh closer to Mi-na.

"Since it's come to this, shall we set the mood?"

Jeong-su's arm around her shoulder slithers down towards her chest like a mollusk.

As it invades behind her through her armpit, she grabs his wrist to block it preemptively.

'Fuck, what mood in this cheap pub, you bastard.'

Extremely displeased by his gesture treating her like a whore, she grips his wrist tightly enough to leave a mark.

Jeong-su pulls his arm back and blows on it, making a Hollywood action.

"Y-you're killing me. Aren't you playing too hard to get...?"

"Do you really want to grope your girlfriend's breasts in a pub?"

"Well... We've been dating for over two and a half months now, but we haven't played much. Except for that time we traveled."

"I told you to mention the trip because it annoys me. Do you know how much I got scolded at home because of that?"

"...Sorry."

This is how he's been since she gave in once during a 2-day overseas trip after his constant pestering.

'Sigh, why are all men like this.'

Honestly, Jeong-su himself lacks charm, so he's annoying.

If things continue like this, she wonders if breaking up might be the answer, regardless of his good family background.

"Ah! (Gulp gulp)"

Jeong-su drinks a shot, seemingly annoyed that things aren't going his way.

The mood of the drinking session has cooled completely except for the beginning. Mi-na manages her SNS on her phone during this boring gap.

'...A message came?'

12 minutes ago.

Though it was an unknown number, she clicks since it included a photo.

'#[email protected]%$&!!!'

As soon as she sees that photo, she hurriedly flips her phone over.

She feels her scalp grow warm and the world seem to drift away, as if all the blood is draining from her body.

"...Hey~ Girlfriend~ Don't be like that, let's be honest."

"..."

"It's already been a month since we did it... Hm? I'll give you lots of service... There are many motels nearby─"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

She stands up abruptly and shouts.

Sensitive due to the photo that shouldn't exist, she ends up yelling.

All eyes turn to her at once, from customers drinking in the pub to part-time servers.

"Ah forget it... I'm leaving."

Though her head was in chaos, this was rather an opportunity to escape.

She pretends to be angry for no reason.

Acting like a sulking girlfriend. She puts on the performance of her life that she couldn't show at auditions.

"Ah... Are you mad?"

"I don't know. Something came up, I'll see you later."

"Hey, hey! I said I'm sorry. Hey! I'm sorry, okay! Hey!!!"

"Don't contact me."

Ignoring the clinging Jeong-su, she grabs her bag and quickly leaves the pub.

Checking her phone, there's a short message below.

"If you want it back, come to △△ Motel room 203"

***

After obtaining the photo, I booked a nearby motel and waited. Not long after, Yoon Mi-na arrived.

When I open the door, her face is pale as if she's already prepared for the worst.

Moreover, upon confirming my face, confusion is added to that.

"You came?"

As I greet her cheerfully, she stutters her words.

"W-why, whywhy... How are you..."

"Hm? What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, come in and we'll talk."

I smile and invite her in. Wanting to hear the whole story herself, she hurries inside.

She puts her bag on the table and, seemingly excited from emotional turmoil, opens a room service water bottle and downs it in one shot.

She roughly takes off her coat and puts it on a chair.

"First, how did this─ W-what are you doing!? What are you doing!?"

During this time, I neatly took off my clothes and underwear.

Thanks to this, the innocent image I had mistakenly held of her quickly crumbles.

"Let's talk while you give me some service first."

"You crazy bastard!? W-why is it so big...? Hey hey hey hey don't come closer. Won't you get lost?!"

Her cursing is quite colorful.

The disgusting mask she wore at the pub comes off incredibly quickly.

"Come on, let's do this obediently."

"D-don't come closer. I'll kill you!?"

"Pointless resistance will only waste time. Let me advise you, if you quickly follow my instructions, this will end without much trouble."

"Am I crazy? I'm really going to report you!"

As she tries to dial 112 on the phone she took out of her bag, I calm her down.

"I set a timer."

"...?"

Her brow furrows at the word "timer".

She seems to be chewing over what it means, but her brain doesn't seem to be working, so I take out my phone and give a detailed explanation.

"It's a timer for spreading that photo I sent you. I set it to go to your boyfriend Jeong-su in 2 hours, and additionally to your parents 3 hours later."

"You!!? You crazy fucking bastard!"

She flares up at first, but then tilts her chin as if something seems odd.

"Hey... There's no way you could know my parents' phone numbers? Are you bluffing?"

"Bluffing?"

"Y-you blackmailing bastard, picking up a photo from somewhere and even bluffing."

"Well..."

To create a dramatic effect, I needlessly drag out my words, then,

"010-6XXX-XXXX."

"!!!"

"That's your father's, and removing the first digits, 2XXX-XXXX is your mother's number, right?"

"..."

For a moment she thought it was just bravado, but when I recite the two phone numbers, she's completely dumbfounded.

Knowing the phone numbers, it's information that's too easy to find using the hacking tool.

Yoon Mi-na's expression is the very picture of despair.

Having succeeded in completely subduing her, I approach her naked and put my arm around her shoulder.

While I'm at it, I also grope her breasts protruding through the fluffy textured knit.

"So it's useless, I told you. Let's do this smoothly for both our sakes."

"How on earth..."

"We'll talk gradually. We can talk while playing too."

"...What do you want? F-first, quickly turn off that timer thing."

"I don't want to."

"Then hurry up and tell me before time runs out!"

She shouts while trembling nervously.

She removes my hand from her chest and covers her body shamefully.

Seeming to recognize the critical situation, she finally becomes cooperative.

"Well, first,"

I put my arm around the shoulder of the now docile female and move. We stop in front of the bed.

Sitting on the bed, I order Yoon Mi-na with my erect pillar.

"Suck it."