Squid Games Vip 4 の小説・ストーリー

“General admission’s sold out. You have to buy resell or VIP.” Haley stepped forward fast, pulling out her phone. “How much?” The girl shrugged. “Last I checked, VIP’s four hundred per person.” Haley flagged down a vendor kid sitting near the cotton candy stand. His oversized clown hat nearly slid off when he stood. “You selling?” Haley asked. He glanced around nervously, then nodded. “I got two QR codes. You want in now?” “Three.” He paused. “That will cost you.” Jasmine didn’t blink. “How much?”

"Hello, where's the VIP section? Please take me there." Sasha couldn't help but laugh out loud. All she wanted now was to humiliate Felix while ignoring the curious looks coming from others. "Haha! VIP section? Even the most basic VIP account requires a minimum balance of ten million dollars. Do you even have ten thousand on you, you pauper?" Judging from Felix's outfit and Sasha's words, Jamie was skeptical that he was a VIP client. According to the rules, they had to verify his identity first. "Sir, please show your bank card and verify your fingerprint here."

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“Yeah! We need the real, messy Tess tonight!” Tess rolled her eyes. “Fine… dirty me is back, but don’t say I didn’t warn you when I lose control of myself.” Minutes later The VIP section… $400? This is expensive!” Victoria exclaimed. “But it’s worth it,” I said. “Worth?” Victoria raised an eyebrow, looking at me skeptically.

Nathan's eyes widened, and he pointed at the waitstaff and shouted, "This is not fair. Monopoly's starting token has always been fifty million. Is the club crazy by giving her one hundred million?" The waitstaff looked at Nathan with a not-too-happy look in his eyes. "This lady is a distinguished guest of our club, and the starting capital of each game of Super VIP members is twice that of ordinary members. Have you forgotten?" Then he took all the tokens and piled them up in front of Nicole. Nathan was completely dumbfounded at this point. "Just her? How could she be a Super VIP?"

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GetRichASAP: "I want to be paid so much for a consultation, too!" UrDreaming: "Am I the only one paying attention to something you guys have ignored? This VIP has only watched one streamer and hasn't joined any other streams before. That's so cute for no reason!" Hehehe: "I noticed that too. This streamer is the only one he's followed too!" ItWillHappen: "He also became her Guard. I ship them so hard now!" Becoming someone's Guard meant "I exist only for you". Doing that would cost 100,000 dollars, making it clear how rich this VIP was.

“Actually, tonight might be your lucky night. A VIP booked a private suite. He asked for the best, so since you’re free, you can take the job.” Serena blinked in surprise. “You mean, the VIP?” “Yes, the VIP. You’re not interested?” Private dances paid double. While general club rules prohibited touching, the VIPs had no such restrictions. It might be humiliating, but the money was worth it. Serena thought inwardly. “No, sir. I’m interested,” she said, her voice firm. “I’ll take it.” She bowed slightly and left the office. ~ That night, in a private suite dimly lit with red light and velvet-lined walls, a tall man with broad shoulders sat sipping vodka.

She was the best ghost in the machine. Objective: Terminate Cyprian Hale. Executive VP of Logistics. Rogue Corpo. The client was anonymous, but the credits were real. Fifty thousand now, fifty on completion. Enough to buy her way out of the rust-belt slums of Sector 4 for good. The penthouse security grid flickered and died. Vespera disconnected. She stood up, her cybernetic legs boosting her jump as she cleared the gap between buildings, landing silently on the penthouse balcony.