The 90 Billion Devotion System

Chapter 5: Livestream Gifter

Chapter 5: Livestream Gifter

Kim Jenny came up to Urek Han with a mischievous smile in her eyes. "Are you still mad? My performance wasn't bad, right?" She turned her head, in a show of innocence, and as though the whole shopping spree had been a test of some sort.

She caught his arm and shook it before he could answer. "Next, let's go somewhere. Where to?" She grinned. "Of course, to continue shopping! Isn't it, isn't it? You wouldn’t be satisfied with just buying one bag, right?"

She did not wait to hear his response but dragged him to another luxury shop. The store was quite sophisticated and the glass shelves were filled with limited edition handbags, designer perfumes and sophisticated accessories. As soon as they entered, the attendants noticed.

But Urek Han did not waste time. He looked along the shelves, and then, with a certain air of supreme authority, indicated this or that item.

"That one, that one… except for those two. Wrap up the rest and swipe the card," he instructed, his voice calm yet commanding.

The salesman opened his eyes in astonishment and bowed. "Yes, sir! We will have everything delivered to the address you provide shortly!"

Kim Jenny held the branded bags in her hands and could not hold back the joy in her chest. It was something irresistibly appealing in a man who could spend money so easily.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability +5]

The numbers kept accumulating as Urek swiped. Perfume- another 5 points. Makeup- lipsticks, eyeliners, high end foundation- another 5 points. Clothes- designer clothes, fancy coats- another 5 points.

Jenny pounded. She had never witnessed anyone spend this way. It was intoxication, fascination.

However, Urek shocked her with his next line as she was about to propose a break.

"No space?" He lifted an eyebrow, quite unperturbed. "No problem. Let me buy a house for you."

Jenny’s breath hitched. The words were spoken so naturally, as if purchasing a house was no different from buying a piece of candy.

In that instant, multiple transaction alerts flashed across Urek’s mind.

[30,000 USD deducted]

[70,000 USD deducted]

[111,000 USD deducted]

[24,000 USD deducted]

For the first time that day, Jenny hesitated. Her excitement wavered, replaced by a creeping sense of unease.

"Well, well… this isn’t good," she murmured, her fingers tightening around the shopping bags. "You spent so much money…" Her voice wavered slightly. "Spending this much on our first meeting… I was just joking, you know."

Her favorability ticked downward.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability -5]

Urek caught the flicker of hesitation in her eyes. He knew instantly. he had pushed too far. Spending recklessly was one thing, but making her feel overwhelmed? That was dangerous.

Adjusting his approach, he leaned in, lowering his voice to a gentle murmur.

"Kim Jenny, a third-year student at the Academy of Arts," he began smoothly. "Twenty-one years old, 165 cm tall, weighs 49 kg, likes the color black. Favorite food? Korean cuisine. Capricorn. Shoe size? 37. You enjoy horror movies, but you’re afraid of walking alone at night."

Jenny’s eyes widened in shock. "How…?"

"If I didn’t know these things, why would I approach you like this?" Urek said with a knowing smile.

Before she could respond, he turned to the store staff. "Top up her membership card with 50,000 USD."

The attendant hurried to comply, while Urek casually pointed at the latest models on display. "These are the newest arrivals. Take a look."

Then, with a smirk, he turned back to Jenny. "If what happened earlier made you worried, consider this card as my compensation."

Jenny’s heart skipped a beat. The unexpected consideration, the meticulous attention to detail… It caught her off guard.

Her lips parted slightly as she stared at him, her usual playful demeanor momentarily slipping.

"If you still have doubts," Urek added, "just take this as a sincere gesture."

Jenny’s cheeks flushed a deep red. She instinctively tilted her chin up, pretending to scoff. "Despicable… you spoiled brat."

Yet, despite her words, the system notification chimed in.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability +30]

She turned on her heels and walked away quickly, her steps betraying a flustered energy.

The store attendants whispered among themselves, admiration in their eyes.

"This guy may look ordinary, but he’s so generous."

"Not just generous—he’s thoughtful too."

"He’s totally in love."

Urek smirked. The praise only solidified his confidence. He was beginning to understand something crucial—teasing was far more effective than trying to flaunt wealth outright.

After a long shopping spree, Jenny finally spoke up, frowning slightly. "You bought so much for me… but nothing for yourself."

The truth was, Urek was broke. But before he could respond, Jenny’s gaze softened, and a small smile played on her lips.

"Reeling in a big fish isn’t just about taking," she mused. "Sometimes, you have to give a little too."

With that, she took his hand and led him to another section of the store.

"Sit down," she instructed, pushing him into a chair.

Urek blinked in confusion. "What are you"

"Shhh." Jenny silenced him with a finger to his lips.

She carefully selected clothes for him, her eyes scanning for the perfect fit. Then, without warning, she pulled him toward the salon inside the department store.

The next thirty minutes were a blur of skilled hands working through his hair, styling and trimming. By the end of it, the transformation was undeniable.

The man who had walked into the store looking slightly disheveled now exuded elegance. His hair was neatly styled, his features sharper, his aura refined.

Jenny stared at him, momentarily at a loss for words.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability +5]

A second passed. Then another. Her gaze lingered.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability +5]

Urek tilted his head, amused. "What?"

Jenny quickly averted her gaze, clearing her throat. "Nothing. Let’s go."

She started walking ahead, but not before stealing another quick glance.

[Kim Jenny’s Favorability +5]

Urek chuckled. This was turning out to be even more interesting than he expected.

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The fresh air of the evening was sticking to the skin of Park Jimin, who returned to campus with his new sharp look turning more than a few heads. No more the shabby young man who had been lost in a crowd; there was now a man, a refined, polished man, who had an easy way about him. His new haircut was just the right fit to his face, and his suit was just the right fit on his body. Even his bearing was just a bit more confident, his walk more confident.

The whispers increased as he walked to the dormitory.

"Wait... Is that urek han?"

"Are you kidding? That guy? No way."

"He looks completely different. What happened to him?"

Their low mumbling just swept over him like a wind, and Urek Han did not mind. He was too busy with the slight smell of the perfume of Jenny that was still on his clothes.

The idea of her mocking grin was going round and round in his head.

"You look very compatible with me now."

The manner in which she had turned his face with her slender fingers, her dark eyes gleaming with a curious mingling of amusement and interest. it had caused his heart to beat quicker, though he would not have acknowledged it.

His jaw tingled still at the memory of her soft touch.

A chuckle came out of his lips.

"That woman really knows how to play her cards."

As he reached the door of his dormitory, he had just time to open it, when a torrent of voices fell upon him like a tidal wave.

“Damn! Who is this great man? Have we a new room-mate?”

“No way, that’s Jimin! What the devil has become of you?”

His room-mates literally leaped out of bed, surrounding him with broad, overdone looks of horror.

One of them, Kang Doyoon, grabbed his shoulders and turned him left and right, inspecting him like he was a rare artifact.

“I swear, this isn’t the same guy who left this evening,” Doyoon muttered in disbelief. “Jimin, be honest. did you sell your soul?”

The others snickered, nudging each other.

The youngest, Han Taesung, elbowed Doyoon and whispered dramatically, “I bet it’s because of Kim Jenny.”

The mention of that name instantly shifted the atmosphere.

A smirk spread across Doyoon’s lips. “Ohhh, so it’s like that, huh? Even Jon Hoseo couldn’t hold onto her, but you think you can?”

Park Jimin arched an eyebrow but said nothing.

Another roommate, Choi Minjae, leaned forward with a knowing grin. “Jimin-ah, you need real skills to keep a girl like that.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Doyoon added, crossing his arms. “It’s not just about throwing money around, you know.”

Jimin’s expression remained unreadable, but deep inside, he found their reactions amusing. They had no idea that he now held a power they couldn’t begin to comprehend.

But before he could say anything, his phone buzzed.

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