Classic Masterpiece [The Tale of Chunhyang]
When you step into the gate, the expectation is to imdiately take in the surrounding landscape. But in the current situation, everything's blanketed in white, leaving nothing distinguishable.
I recall the first encounter with the chubby author, stuck in a space where no matter how fast I drove, there was no escape.
Wondering if I was trapped, a ssage window decided to pop up, seemingly denying that notion.
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Welco to the Classic Masterpiece [The Tale of Chunhyang]!
Your ‘role' will be assigned based on your inner self, tendencies, and life experiences.
Number of tis ‘stealing soone else's woman': 24 tis
Number of tis ‘fishery managent': 102 tis
Number of tis ‘virgin bombardnt': 74 tis
Number of tis ‘tearing the virginity of a woman who claid to be pure': 6 tis
Number of tis ‘eating and discarding': 69 tis
Number of ‘sexual experiences': asurent unavailable
Presud to be an Incubus based on racial values.
Analyzing the most suitable role…
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Analysis complete.
Result.
The most suitable role for you is [The Tale of Chunhyang – Byeon Satto]!
This is the story before [Byeon Satto] appears.
Feel free to act freely until the incident occurs!
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What a load of garbage. Counting the tis of eating and discarding?
While other details might be on point, that one is beyond comprehension. Never in my existence have I discarded soone after fucking them, or, well, eating them. And now, it's passing judgnt on like this?
Having my track record from my original world scrutinized is déjà vu from the previous hallucination dungeon, but employing it as a yardstick for arbitrary judgnt struck as excessive.
Pure love may be a myth, but I take pride in living by the principles of lovers. It's ludicrous that a gate information window is trying to negate my life.
This is ridiculous…
In an instant, as my mood soured, another notification popped up.
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Your role is [Byeon Satto].
Although your real na is Byeon Hakdo, you might be more acquainted with Byeon Satto.
In the Classic Masterpiece [The Tale of Chunhyang], the clear conditions vary depending on the assigned role.
The role of Byeon Satto is… You already know, right? You should be familiar since you have always done it!
Congratulations on winning the most optimal role.
Byeon Satto's skill possession list:
:: Corrupt, Comply, Caning ::
ㄴ Corrupt (Unique): Byeon Satto is a character responsible for ‘retribution' in typical evil sches.
He has a fierce personality, and his reputation is not favorable, but in return, he possesses imnse strength and power.
ㄴ Comply: Can give oppressive commands to won of lower status than himself. Soone with an ordinary deanor would not dare to refuse.
ㄴ Caning: Administers a sharp beating to those who fail to properly execute Byeon Satto's orders. They can be commanded, but the effect doubles when directly struck.
As it is not the ti for Byeon Satto to appear yet, all aspects related to him are currently inactive.
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These skills truly embody those of Byeon Satto.
Each one ticulously crafted, drawing features from the ‘villains' in the classic story.
So, I'm Byeon Satto…
When perusing Kim Minsoo's mories, you'd bet on him being anything but Yi Mongryong. But in this spectacle scripted by Mr. Double Chin, he can be anything.
Just seeing him, a far cry from a hero, flaunting hero-like skills speaks volus. Therefore, it's only logical that in The Tale of Chunhyang, Minsoo will unquestionably be cast as Yi Mongryong.
For now, considering that I haven't appeared yet, it seems like they haven't broken up.
In the context of the story's progression, it makes sense. Byeon Satto is scheduled to step into the scene several months after the separation of Yi Mongryong and Chunhyang.
Therefore, it's currently a point where the two are imrsed in profound love, fearing any ti spent apart, even for the briefest monts.
But does that an I have to stay trapped here?
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In the inactive role state, you cannot directly or indirectly intervene in the story.
You are granted the temporary role of [Pimp].
From now on, you are entering the world of the Classic Masterpiece [The Tale of Chunhyang]!
Welco!
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In an instant, the landscape around started to shift. Structures resembling those in a folk village manifested in the once-empty white expanse. Thatched-roof houses, tiled-roof houses, and scenes reminiscent of historical dramas unfolded.
My ordinary attire disappeared, giving way to a magnificent hanbok. Donning the role of a Pimp, my clothing unmistakably reflected that of a respected figure within the community.
"Have you woken up?"
"Huh? Uh… yeah."
"I'm going."
"Sure…"
I blinked a few tis, finding myself abruptly thrust into the narrative. Just a mont ago, amidst the shifting surroundings, I half-expected to be dumped unceremoniously on the street. Yet, as I regained my wits, a finely dressed woman stood before .
Is this how pimps usually get treated? Well, let's ponder that later. For now, it's wiser to focus on the imdiate.
A woman with ticulously styled hair in a pristine hanbok, gently swaying near her waist. I won't claim she's a beauty, but there's a certain courtesan allure about her. Going by the conversation, it seed we had shared the night.
It's an unusual occurrence for a pimp and a courtesan to share a bed. I an, ddling with the rchandise – isn't that against the rules? I wonder if pimps in the Joseon era had their own set of laws.
As the well-dressed woman turned to leave, she glanced back and casually dropped, "Oh, by the way, Chunhyang rejected another custor."
Even though she spoke calmly, there was a simring resentnt in her eyes. Despite being in a similar courtesan position, she must be dissatisfied with the differential treatnt.
I've skimd through The Tale of Chunhyang, but it's not hard to make an educated guess.
"What are you going to do when that Namwon magistrate's son ets her?"
Even without acquiring an official title, being the son of a magistrate retains its significance. In a society strictly adhering to social hierarchy, if she makes a fuss about preferring Yi Mongryong, I won't have any influence.
"So… are you just going to keep observing?"
"I'll handle it myself, so don't sweat it."
"That's the fifth ti you've assured . How much longer should I endure discrimination, waiting for these unreliable promises?"
It might have been smooth sailing until yesterday, but yesterday's pimp and today's pimp are two entirely different entities.
The pimp might have exercised control over the courtesans through past experiences, but I lack that skill. Even now, just looking at her, it seed like she was expressing anger with tightly clenched hands.
In movies and such, pimps occasionally resort to violence, but that's not what I want.
"I'm going to make arrangents for you today, so don't worry about it, okay?"
My tone was all over the place, unsure of how to articulate it precisely. Nonetheless, these facets will gradually refine themselves.
"I trust you. I'm heading out then."
"Yeah, go ahead."
I watched as she waved her hand, leaving the room.
So that's how it is…
I've just gotten a lot of information out of that conversation. The most significant revelation is the subtle difference from the original work.
In the original, Chunhyang is the daughter of a courtesan, but there are many ambiguous points suggesting otherwise. The crucial detail being that she's just the offspring of a courtesan, never having taken up the profession herself. But here, she's affiliated with the courtesan house.
With her aversion to work, it appears she's already romantically involved with Yi Mongryong. It might even precede any formal marriage.
Thinking of her as a woman disinterested in nightly activities due to newfound love is quite plausible. Her beauty, coupled with ties to the magistrate's son, makes her an untouchable figure.
She utters anything, and Yi Mongryong might appear, stirring up a commotion. However, leaving Chunhyang as she is would be squandering her beauty, and the losses won't be confined to just this.
I've grasped the situation.
"Where's this woman, Chunhyang?" I barge out of the room, infusing my coarse words with every ounce of toughness.
Snatching the arm of the woman who exited earlier, I put on a façade of anger. Monts ago, she seed composed, but my angry deanor seems to have blossod flowers on her face.
Finally, with my gaze that said I would get my retribution, her mouth opened,. "S-She's eting the young master…"
"No one even arranged her hair, and he's eting the young master. That slut must be out of her damn mind."
The inability to directly or indirectly interfere with the story is a tale of Byeon Satto. The temporary role Pimp I currently hold has no relevance.
It's probably an error since I barged into the gate ant for Kim Minsoo's solo venture. Byeon Satto and Pimp weren't ant to make an appearance, but it seems the plot has taken an unexpected turn.
Minsoo, what kind of Yi Mongryong are you? You need to make sense.
I have no intention of loosening my grip, waiting for Byeon Satto's cue.
"How can you be so cheerful, young master?"
"Really? Hehe… Hehehehe… Well, do you find that amusing?"
"I truly do."
"Wahahaaha!"
A voice, clear as if dew were forming on a jade plate, echoed. A woman with a face that could turn heads on the street was wearing a smile.
Her ticulously arranged bangs adorned a smooth and tidy forehead. Below them, her eyes were round and sparkling like a rabbit's, and her nose, cute and perky. Her lips, resembling a ripe apricot, a beauty beyond comparison.
A woman so stunning that the moon might blush, and fish could forget how to breathe underwater.
Seong Chunhyang.
"Chunhyang, I like you so much."
"It's embarrassing…"
"Wuhahaha!" Kim Minsoo, in the midst of conversing with Chunhyang, laughed as if his ears were on the verge of tearing apart.
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