Chapter 15
The message he had sent.
I checked it immediately.
-Vrrrr~
[010-xxx-xxxx: This is the process of corrupting this bitch. You'll be able to watch every step of it. The way she stuffs herself with food like a pig. The way she grows out her body hair and dances vulgarly. The way she goes out wearing nothing but a coat and urinates in the street. The way she takes part in crimes I order and destroys families without feeling a twinge of remorse. I can provide you with videos of all of it.]
His new offer.
An offer to show me Ha-young sinking into a pit of evil.
The offer made the back of my neck grow hot.
Cold sweat broke out all over my body, my hands trembled, and my breathing grew ragged.
At the same time, my cock sprang erect again, spraying precum everywhere.
Before I knew it, I was smiling and chuckling.
-Vrrrr~
[010-xxx-xxxx: In addition, you can receive a handjob from that beastly bitch once a week. You'll be able to watch videos of her corruption together with her while receiving a handjob from her.]
Videos of Ha-young's corruption.
Watching those videos together with a corrupted Ha-young.
....Th-this was insane stimulation.
A hideous descent below the level of humanity...
But it strangely drew me in.
I started violently jerking my cock.
"Haa.... Haa.... Haa...."
-Vrrrr~
[010-xxx-xxxx: Imagine it. She'll explain the process of her corruption in detail right by your ear while jerking your cock. She might even lick your anus. Of course, after you come, she'll clean your cock thoroughly. Once all of this is over, you'll put on a chastity belt and wait another week. As you wait for that supreme pleasure that comes once a week, you'll look forward to seeing the beastly bitch sink even further.]
A life beneath the level of humanity.
A life that is worthless, without a future, and leaves nothing but ruin in the end.
"Heehee!! Heeheeheeheehee!!!"
At this point, I had no choice but to admit it.
My mind had already become warped.
Watching videos of Ha-young's corruption had given me a bizarre fetish.
-Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
I wanted to taste the ultimate pleasure.
I wanted to see the bitch who had abandoned me fall into ugliness. At the same time, I could fully satisfy the sexual urges that stood in stark contrast to that desire.
A beast's life devoted solely to destruction and lust.
Just imagining all of it made my cock swell endlessly and begin spewing out a mass of lust.
-Gush! Gush! Gush! Spurt! Spurt! Spuuuuurt....
"Hah! Heehee! Heeheehee!"
I hurriedly picked up my phone.
Then I sent a reply to him—or rather, to Ha-young's master.
[Me: I will devote my life.]
***
Lee Shin-ah.
The illegitimate daughter of the chairman of the Jeil Group, she was now a housewife with a son and a daughter.
She was currently deep in thought.
Her dependable eldest son, who had been pursuing a promising future while dreaming of becoming a top-class chef, had committed the worst atrocity in broadcasting history and become a wreck.
She downed a glass of soju.
"Hup! Haa....."
A long sigh escaped with the alcohol.
Looking back, she'd had quite a few moments when she'd drunk alone in this kind of solitude.
That was because, though she had been born into a chaebol family, her life had never been smooth.
A chaebol family.
Groups driven solely by the interests of money and power.
Lee Shin-ah's values did not fit in there.
She had no great ambitions and dreamed only of a free life.
That was why she longed for an ordinary life, married an ordinary man, and built a family with him.
Marriage to an ordinary man.
That choice came with a heavy price.
The chaebol chairman had flown into a rage when she broke off an engagement entangled in interests and gains.
Lee Shin-ah had originally been set to marry the eldest son of another group.
In the end, she was expelled from the chaebol family over the incident.
But she did not regret it.
Her husband was ordinary, but he was devoted to his family and upright in character.
And with a daughter who had inherited her beauty and was advancing step by step as an aspiring idol, and a son who was realizing his dream of becoming a chef, the ordinary life she had chosen was more brilliant than those of her older siblings.
"Haa...."
But 'that incident' had happened.
An act of public indecency committed during a broadcast.
Because of it, her pride had become a source of shame, a dark chapter that had to be buried.
"Seong-min...."
But even now, she did not consider her son a disgrace.
He had always been such an upright, proper, and diligent child, so she believed he could overcome this pain and rise again.
"Sob.... Sniff...."
All she felt as a parent was sorrow.
She could only blame herself for failing to notice any sign until her son had reached that state.
What on earth had happened?
What could he have gone through to commit such an act?
She was frustrated that her son would not tell her anything, but even today she resolved to wait until he approached her first.
She took another drink of soju.
***
The next morning.
Lee Shin-ah went to a café.
Wearing sunglasses and sipping an Americano, she projected a distinctly old-fashioned air.
-Ding~ Ding~
Just then, the glass door opened and two men in black suits entered.
They recognized Lee Shin-ah and walked straight over to her.
"Madam."
"Have you found anything out?"
"I'll order first. This looks like it might take a while."
"Yes. Go ahead."
The men in black suits returned after placing their orders.
They laid several photographs and documents on the table and began to speak.
"This is the result of tracing your son's movements. We tracked his whereabouts over the past two weeks, from the 14th through the 27th, and found no particular problems. It was simply a repetition of his ordinary daily life: going to school, leaving school, dating his girlfriend, and researching recipes in his studio apartment. That's all."
Lee Shin-ah furrowed her brow.
"Then is that all?"
"No. There was one thing. Something suspicious."
"Something suspicious?"
"Yes. We had our hacker investigate your son's KakaoTalk and text-message history, but the contents had been cleanly deleted."
"C-can KakaoTalk messages be deleted?"
"Yes. We also tracked the movements of your son's acquaintances, and his girlfriend's movements were somewhat unusual."
"How so?"
"Um... You know the day of the cooking competition."
"Yes."
"She had gone to the venue that day, but we have footage of her leaving immediately after the incident. Please look here."
The man held out a photograph.
It showed her son's girlfriend coming out of the building.
It was a CCTV image, so the quality wasn't sharp, but it was unmistakably his son's girlfriend.
"You can see the time here. She came right out of the building as soon as the incident happened."
"I see...."
"Yes. This part is strange. Her boyfriend had that, ahem, incident, yet she simply left as if she knew nothing. I understand they've been dating for quite a long time."
"It certainly... is strange. Ha-young wouldn't do that...."
"Yes. So we're thinking of putting someone on Lee Ha-young. If you give us permission, Madam."
".....Go ahead. Can you recover the deleted KakaoTalk messages as well?"
"Yes. We're already working on it. We'll send them to you as soon as we're finished."
"Thank you."
"I... and if we assign someone to Lee Ha-young... there will be an additional charge..."
"How much?"
"Yes! If we're only gathering information without using physical force, that'll be four million won."
Private investigators who would do anything for money.
Lee Shin-ah would normally have had nothing to do with people like them, but her situation was desperate, leaving her no choice but to rely even on men like these.
"I'll give it to you when we leave later. Is that all?"
"Yes. And this is just some information I'm sharing for your benefit, Madam...."
The man cautiously broached the subject.
A moment later, he spoke.
"If you don't mind, it might be a good idea to undergo 'psychological treatment' as well."
"Psychological treatment?"
"Yes. The most important thing is your son's recovery, isn't it? As it happens, there's a mental-health specialist in our line of work."
Lee Shin-ah's expression grew cold.
How could she entrust her son to a therapist from this underworld?
It was clearly just an attempt to milk her for more money.
"Yes. I know it's difficult to believe. But look at this."
The man held out a photograph and some documents.
Lee Shin-ah picked them up with an indifferent expression.
[Medical Record]
Name: Nam Seung-hyeok
Age: 26
Condition: Two suicide attempts, severe bipolar disorder, recurring shortness of breath, panic disorder, and social phobia.
Diagnosis: Diminished self-esteem from years of preparing for the civil service exam, combined with his girlfriend telling him she was breaking up with him. Discrimination at home. His pent-up emotions erupted when he heard that the delinquent who had bullied him had passed the exam.
Prescription: Eliminate his trauma by exposing the school-violence incident and having the perpetrator's acceptance revoked; eliminate his psychological anxiety by manipulating photographs of his girlfriend to make it seem that she was living an unhappy life; separate him from his family; conduct intensive counseling with his parents; and provide employment support after establishing a proper career path.
Result: Social phobia treated. Confidence restored. Returned to society. (His panic disorder appears to require continued treatment.)
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Lee Shin-ah examined Nam Seung-hyeok's medical record with interest.
She flipped through the several photographs attached to the documents, one by one.
Each photograph captured the transformation of a man who had looked almost like a complete wreck into a polished, handsome man.
"..... Who is this person?"
"They say he's Mr. Choi, a doctor who specialized in psychotherapy in the United States. Well, I don't know what brought him here to do this, but his ability is unquestionable."
Lee Shin-ah looked again at Nam Seung-hyeok in his wrecked state, then at the polished, handsome version of him.
A moment later, she opened her mouth.
"Please give me this man's contact information."