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Tuesday – 8:07 a.m. – Restaurant Front Door
A small commotion was brewing.
Manager Park stood outside, jaw slightly agape, staring at the shiny brand new scooter parked next to the usual rusty delivery bike.
It was clean. It was white. It had a red ribbon on it and a tiny card that simply read:
> "To the hardworking team. – From G.I."
"G.I.?" Park read aloud. "What is that? A company? A code name? A government agency?"
One of the cooks whispered, "Ghost Investor."
Another nodded, wide-eyed. "They say there's a wealthy figure… silently upgrading places around town."
Manager Park dropped his cup of barley tea.
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10:13 a.m. – Restaurant Breakroom
The staff gathered around Min-Ji's phone. She was watching a viral TikTok that was blowing up.
[Video Title: "Mysterious Donations in Seoul – Kind Stranger? Secret Show? Ghost Investor? 👻💸"]
The video showed surveillance-style clips:
A struggling mom receives an envelope with rent money.
A blind man's cane is replaced with a new electronic smart cane overnight.
And finally... a restaurant gets a new bidet.
Their restaurant.
The screen zoomed in on Manager Park exiting the bathroom, crying softly into a towel.
> Caption: "Who is doing this? South Korea's Robin Hood?"
"Holy crap," said the dishwasher. "That's OUR bidet!"
Everyone turned to Dae-Hyun, who was in the corner trying to discreetly eat rice while hiding his entire face in his hoodie.
He flinched.
"Don't look at me! I'm just here for meat and minimum wage!"
Min-Ji narrowed her eyes again. "Dae-Hyun… the last time you denied something, I ended up with a scooter and a heated toilet seat."
Manager Park chimed in, "I have a theory. It's one of you. Maybe… YOU!" He pointed randomly at a terrified high school intern who nearly cried.
"No no no!" the intern whimpered. "I'm poor and lactose intolerant!"
Dae-Hyun slowly backed toward the door.
"Be right back… I forgot to check the meat freezer for, uh, ghost spirits."
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Later That Night – Dae-Hyun's Room
He paced back and forth, phone in hand.
> [Current Balance: ₩447,882,000]
[Passive Accumulation: Stable]
[Warning: Public Attention Increasing]
He groaned.
"This was supposed to be a lowkey cash-rain lifestyle. Not a K-drama with me as the mysterious billionaire who flips toilets into miracles."
The system beeped again.
> [Public 'Ghost Investor' tag has reached Top 100 trending on Korean social media.]
[Optional Feature: "Create Fake Backstory" — Recommended.]
"Wait… you can do that?"
> [Would you like to plant a decoy identity for the public? Example: Elderly millionaire expat in Busan with a rare pigeon hobby.]
"…Make it happen."
> [Alias Created: Mr. Ban Ki-Seok, Age 73, Former Used Bookstore Owner, Current 'spiritual benefactor'.]
"…Wait, really? That worked?!"
> [Photo of Mr. Ban now circulating online. (Note: AI-generated old man wearing pigeon hat.)]
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Next Morning – Restaurant Group Chat Explodes
Min-Ji:
> Did you see the news?! Ghost Investor might be an old man who lives with 12 pigeons and cries when he hears trot music!
Dishwasher Boy:
> He's our king.
Manager Park:
> If I ever meet him, I'll let him name my future children.
Dae-Hyun:
> Lol wow that's crazy
🤷♂️🐦
He giggled, rolling around in bed.
"Nice. Now they'll stop suspecting me."
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That Day – Back at Work
Suddenly, business boomed.
People lined up down the block.
Not because of the pork.
Not because of the kimchi.
But because this was "The Restaurant Blessed By the Ghost Investor™."
Tourists took selfies in front of the bathroom.
One guy tried to lick the bidet seat before being tackled by staff.
Dae-Hyun walked in, jaw dropping.
"Uh… is this… normal?"
Min-Ji laughed. "We're famous now! Manager's even applying for a reality show slot."
Manager Park stood on a crate in the dining room, giving a dramatic speech.
"If anyone sees Mr. Ban Ki-Seok… tell him I love him."
He dabbed a tear from his eye.
"Also… tell him we need a new rice cooker."
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That Night – Dae-Hyun's Room
> [Current Balance: ₩529,110,000]
Dae-Hyun sat cross-legged, scrolling through public fan art of "Mr. Ban and His Pigeons."
One painting showed Mr. Ban flying with wings made of cash, being hugged by grateful children and a cartoon toilet.
He sipped banana milk thoughtfully.
"…I accidentally created a religion."
The system chimed one last time.
> [New Goal Unlocked: "Build Your Own Restaurant Empire?"]
[Y/N]
He stared.
"…Tempting."
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End of Chapter 6