I Can Use Filthy Game Currency In The Real World
Chapter 44: Secret Hobby

Chapter 44: Secret Hobby

Considering the situation, it was almost certainly Hailey.

There were tons of photos taken in all sorts of places, way more than I’d expected.

One picture was snapped inside a room that looked like a motel, with its cheap curtains and dim lighting casting shadows on the walls.

Another was taken in a house, where signs of someone living there were obvious, scattered clothes on the floor, a half-empty coffee mug on the table, and a messy bed in the background.

Then there were the outdoor shots, some on a balcony, where she posed proudly, completely naked, the wind tousling her hair as she grinned at the camera.

"This travel spot... where is it?" I muttered to myself.

In the background of one photo, I could see the ocean stretching out endlessly, its waves sparkling under the sun, and a line of trees swaying gently in the breeze.

It definitely looked like a vacation destination, somewhere warm and relaxing, the kind of place people dream about escaping to.

The number of photos I’d uploaded seemed endless. It felt like there were more pictures here than I’d ever seen in her album.

And it wasn’t just photos, videos were mixed in too. The thumbnail of one video caught my eye; it was filled with a flesh-toned blur, and I had a pretty good guess about what kind of video it was.

Still, I decided to save it for later and kept scrolling through the album instead.

Swish—

Finally, I reached the end.

The very first photo was of a woman, one hand covering her chest, the other shielding between her legs.

Her pose was shy but deliberate, like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to hide or show off. The lighting was soft, probably from a lamp nearby, and her skin glowed faintly in the warm glow.

"That’s when it all started..." I thought to myself. "Now that I think about it, she said they’d been dating for seven years."

As I pieced it together, my mind wandered back to Hailey’s naked form in the photos. I couldn’t help but secretly admire her.

She’d mentioned her body had changed over the past seven years, but honestly, she didn’t look that different. Her curves were still smooth, her skin still flawless, at least in these pictures.

’Or maybe she only started taking these photos recently?’ I couldn’t get a closer look to figure it out.

Instead, I skimmed through every photo and landed on the video again. When I hit play, it was exactly what I’d expected.

"Haha! Haha! Haha!"

"Huh... Huuuh..."

The woman’s moans and the man’s heavy breathing came through loud and clear. The sound was raw, unfiltered, echoing slightly like they were in a small room with thin walls.

In the video, they were in a normal position, nothing fancy.

The man focused the camera on where their bodies met, his movements steady as he recorded his part sliding in and out.

He didn’t bother pointing the lens at her face, which was a huge letdown. I’d hoped to see her expression, maybe catch a glimpse of what she was feeling.

"Haha, hey," she said, her voice breathy but playful.

"Hm?" he grunted back, distracted.

"Take a good shot from the top, haha, haha!" she urged, giggling between gasps.

"Huh, no way... Huuuh," he replied, his voice strained, like he was too caught up to care.

The camera shook slightly as he moved, the frame dipping to show the edge of a bedsheet crumpled beneath them.

Her laughter rang out again, light and teasing, while his breathing grew heavier, more ragged. The air in the room must’ve been thick with heat and tension.

"Ah, why not, haha, haha—ah, a little more!" she pleaded, her tone rising with excitement.

"Anyway... heh, no... Huuuh," he muttered, stubborn as ever.

Sweat glistened on their skin—at least what I could see of it. The light was dim, probably from a bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the tangled sheets. Her voice was bright despite the chaos, like she was enjoying every second of this.

"Haha! Ah, it’s so tight!" she cried out, her words dripping with delight.

"Hey," he said suddenly, his tone shifting to something serious. "They say you can’t use your voice when you’re filming..."

The camera wobbled again, catching a quick blur of her hand reaching for something, maybe him, maybe the phone. Her nails were painted a soft pink, chipped at the edges like she’d been careless with them lately.

"More, faster!" she demanded, her voice peaking with urgency.

And then the video cut off. Most of the other clips were over three minutes long, but this one was barely thirty seconds.

I’d clicked it because it was short, but it felt like it had been chopped off in the middle, leaving me hanging.

"Oh, wow," I said aloud, blinking at the screen.

Her voice in the video had sounded so sad at one point, like a flicker of something real breaking through.

But then it flipped completely. It wasn’t the same voice she’d used when she talked to me earlier. This one was wild, filthy, full of raw energy, like she was a different person entirely.

"Haha! Haha! Haha!"

I replayed the same video, needing to hear it again.

This time, I was sure, it was Hailey’s voice. Her tone trembled slightly, but I focused more on what they were saying than how she felt. The laughter, the pleading, it painted a picture I couldn’t shake.

"This... this..." I shook my head, trying to process it.

Anyone listening would’ve thought the woman in the video was begging the guy to film her more. He, on the other hand, sounded nervous, probably scared of the footage leaking.

’That’s why there are no face shots in the gallery,’ I realized.

After watching the video, my mind spun with questions. What was I supposed to do with this? It was like a puzzle slowly coming together in my head, each piece clicking into place.

I’d done tons of quests before, and one thing I knew for sure: Nexus World VR never gave you impossible tasks. Even the tough ones had a solution if you looked hard enough.

The Hailey quest was no different.

If only "Hailey’s Taste Note" had dropped as an item, I thought. That would’ve made figuring this out a breeze. But for now, these photos and this video were enough.

I knew who Hailey was now.

She was a woman who loved sex, craved it, even. And not just doing it, she loved being filmed too. The way she laughed, the way she teased him to keep going... it was all there, plain as day.

’For some reason, it reminds me of Linda,’ I thought, a smirk tugging at my lips.

Funny enough, Hailey shared a lot with Linda. They had similar tastes—wild, carefree, always chasing the next thrill.

I remembered Linda clearly: she and I had hooked up dozens of times, and she’d always been chill about it.

She’d even told me once that she liked me more than the others, her voice lazy and soft as she sprawled across my bed.

’Just a taste, and that’s it,’ I reminded myself.

Hailey, though, she was different in some ways. I didn’t know the full story behind why she’d stayed with her boyfriend, a guy who’d passed some big exam, for seven years.

Successful or not, I had a hunch I could outdo him in bed. Derek might’ve been good on paper, but I’d bet money I was better where it counted.

"Okay," I said, nodding to myself.

The path forward was clear. First, I’d find a way to show Hailey what I was into. If she liked being watched, being filmed, well, I could work with that.