Certainly! Here's Chapter 4 of "Trillions of Peace", continuing Jiwoo's journey in buildin
Three Days Later – Café Serene, Bukchon Hanok Village
The sound of clinking cups, low jazz, and light chatter filled the warm interior of Café Serene, a quiet artisan coffee shop tucked away between traditional hanok rooftops. Jiwoo sat by the window, dressed in a navy wool coat, flipping through a leather-bound notebook. Across from him sat Ha Yoori, her cheeks pink from the cold, gently stirring her rose tea.
"You've been quiet today," she said softly.
Jiwoo glanced up and smiled. "Just thinking."
Yoori tilted her head. "About what?"
"…About what kind of life I want to live, now that I can live any kind I want."
She nodded, understanding without needing full explanation. Since she joined him at Aurora Hills Estate, Jiwoo had never flaunted money. No gold watches, no flashy cars. Just a simple lifestyle with warmth, silence, and sincerity. The staff were AI-managed, and no maids or guards walked the halls unless summoned.
Yoori had come to appreciate that.
Jiwoo turned a page in his notebook. On the paper were seven empty circles drawn in ink.
"I think it's time I added a new name," he said.
Yoori blinked. "You're choosing another person?"
He nodded. "But not just anyone. I'm not building a harem to collect people. I'm building a home for those who've been pushed away, used, or ignored. People who just need one chance."
She sipped her tea slowly, then smiled.
"Then I think I want to help you."
> [System Notice: Ha Yoori has chosen to become your Inner Circle Assistant.]
[Bonus Effect Unlocked: Female Candidate Bonding Rate +10%]
[You may now assign her peaceful side tasks: emotional support, hosting, scouting, or planning.]
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Later That Evening – Downtown Library
In a quiet public library, a girl sat curled up between two tall shelves, a thick coat wrapped around her and a worn Korean-English grammar book in her lap. Her long hair was tied into a messy ponytail, and her cracked glasses constantly slid down her nose.
> [Candidate Identified: Noeun Han – Age 19 | Orphan | Self-taught Polyglot | Former Top Student | Homeless for 1 Year]
[Personality: Quiet genius, extremely introverted, deeply loyal once trust is earned]
[Current Emotion: Cautious Hunger (Literal & Emotional)]
Jiwoo walked softly around the aisle and paused a few meters away, just far enough to avoid startling her. Yoori followed behind with a warm thermos and a boxed meal from their private kitchen.
The girl didn't notice them at first.
Jiwoo set the bag down gently on the carpet near her corner and placed the meal beside it.
"I'll leave it here," he said in a calm tone. "No strings attached. You look like you've been hungry for more than just food."
Her head slowly rose.
She looked at the food, then at him. She didn't speak. Her fingers trembled slightly as she touched the box.
"Don't worry," Yoori added kindly. "It's safe. I used to live just like you. Sometimes, kindness is real."
The girl watched them silently. Jiwoo didn't push further. He just bowed gently and walked away.
The system chimed.
> [You have encountered Candidate 3: Observation Triggered]
[Relationship: Dormant Trust – Level 0.5]
[New Side Task: Provide safe shelter invitation without pressure]
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That Night – Jiwoo's Study
He sat at his desk, browsing the library's public security feed (legally accessed through the System). There she was—Noeun—still in the same corner, eating slowly, eyes wide in disbelief.
She didn't throw it away.
She didn't run.
She simply… ate.
And when she was done, she carefully folded the paper and placed it in her backpack like a treasure.
Jiwoo smiled gently.
The next message he prepared would be even simpler:
> "There's a room waiting for you. It's yours, even if you never come. No cameras. No questions. Just peace."
[Location: Aurora Hills Guestroom #3]
(Door will open with her presence. No keys required.)
He sent the note through the System's secure network, timed for the next morning.
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Meanwhile – Somewhere Across Seoul
Soyeon scrolled through her social feed, barely paying attention to the filtered lives of her friends until one post caught her attention.
> #WhoIsPolarisCapital?
Anonymous company buys out the entire BlueBloom Tower in cash. Rumors say a young Korean investor is behind the sudden acquisition. No photos. No interviews. Just silence and luxury.
"He's like a ghost. No media footprint, no history. Only kindness and clean power moves."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Polaris…?"
She tapped through article after article, her stomach twisting.
Everything looked clean, elite, untouchable. Someone was out there reshaping Korea's economy without ever showing their face.
And something about it felt oddly familiar.
Like a certain boy she once knew.
A poor boy she dumped… just a week ago.
"Impossible," she muttered. "He couldn't…"
But doubt now gnawed at her chest.
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Back at Aurora Hills – Private Lounge
Jiwoo sat with Yoori, sipping tea as soft piano music played. His fingers tapped his notebook gently, and three names now glowed in gold ink:
1. Ha Yoori – Warm Trust
2. Park Nayun – Early Curiosity
3. Noeun Han – Unspoken Connection
He looked at the remaining circles. Four left. No rush.
"I'm not chasing revenge," he said aloud.
Yoori smiled beside him. "But it's happening anyway, isn't it?"
He chuckled. "Maybe. But not through anger. I want to make the kind hearted shine so bright that the people who rejected me… can't even see where I went."
> [System Update: Emotional Goal Confirmed]
[You are now officially living the "Peaceful Uprising" route.]
[Rewards for non-violent transformation of your world will increase over time.]
Jiwoo took a deep breath.
No battles. No war. No violence.
Just soft footsteps echoing across marble floors… and hearts slowly gathering toward warmth.
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