Chapter 3
A video from a year ago.
The thumbnail showed Ha-young's tear-streaked face.
I'd never seen her cry so bitterly before,
so what on earth could have happened?
I pressed the video's play button.
-Click.
"Hoo-. You sure did well with that daughter of yours."
The man appeared the moment the video began.
The man responsible for corrupting Ha-young.
He blew cigarette smoke into Ha-young's face.
Ha-young coughed, tears welling in her eyes.
"Cough- Cough-"
"You can still quit, even now. Think carefully. I'm the kind of man who follows through once I say I'll do something."
The man's relaxed attitude.
Ha-young glared at the man and said,
"What if I quit? You'll come to the store and cause a scene until I pay you back, and keep me from doing business!"
"Heh heh. If you borrow money, shouldn't you pay it back? I even gave you plenty of time. It's your incompetent father's fault."
"Don't insult my dad! Do you have any idea how hard he worked?"
"Whoa, whoa, calm down. Still, he did sire such a wonderful daughter, didn't he?"
The man's gaze was full of desire for Ha-young.
He slowly licked his lips, then stroked Ha-young's hair.
"I feel like I've found a rough diamond. Heh heh heh heh. These days, there are nothing but women who aren't even fun to train, so I had no joy in life."
Ha-young glared at him with contempt.
Yet even that contemptuous look was merely fuel for his sense of conquest.
Flicking his tongue like a viper, he lifted Ha-young's chin.
"But I'll have to modify you to suit my tastes. Even if you're top-grade..."
His gaze fell to Ha-young's breasts.
"I suppose I'll have to make them bigger, too."
His gaze then swept over Ha-young's hips.
"You'll need some work on your ass, too. It needs to have a vulgar appeal."
Then he looked down at Ha-young's face again.
"And I suppose I need to fix what's in your head, too. Uptight women like you annoy me. Life, you know? You're supposed to enjoy it. Enjoy-enjoy."
His mannerisms and the way he spoke.
Everything about him was the sort of thing Ha-young detested.
-Swish.
He lowered himself until he was eye to eye with Ha-young.
Overwhelmed by his presence, Ha-young lowered her gaze.
"Think about it again. Your entire life could be ruined. This is your final warning."
Despite his warning, Ha-young gave him a sleazy smile.
Before long, she raised her head again and glared at his face.
Then she spoke in a bold voice.
"Let's see you try to get your way. Do you think I'm crazy enough to become the kind of woman you like? Just keep your promise. You said you'd write off my debt if I did what you wanted for one year. Keep just that one promise."
Ha-young's words came out boldly.
But when she saw his horrifying smile, stretched as if all the way to his ears, her face filled with fear.
"Yeees, customer. Then the deal is settled."
The moment he finished speaking, he pounced on Ha-young and covered her lips with his own.
Panicking at the sudden kiss, Ha-young pounded his chest, but he wrapped himself around her like an anaconda.
"Mmph-! Mmph! Mmph!"
With one arm holding her body and the other pinning her face in place, he ravished her lips with his long tongue.
Before long, Ha-young's body fell onto the bed.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
He stripped off his clothes as casually as if shedding his skin.
When he removed his underwear, his grotesque member sprang out and reared upward.
"....!"
Ha-young's expression was one of utter shock.
His member was enormous and ferocious, like a tree root.
Aware of Ha-young's gaze, he bounced it—thump, thump—and spoke to her.
"This-this. Is this your first time seeing one? Cute reaction."
Ha-young turned her head away.
Seeing her like that, he chuckled, then began stripping off her clothes.
"W-wait-!"
He roughly stripped her despite her protests.
Just like that, Ha-young was naked in an instant.
It was a completely unguarded sight of her that even I had never seen.
Ha-young hurriedly covered her private parts with her hands.
But perhaps her actions only excited him further, because his grotesque member rose even harder.
"Ah-. You're fucking hot. It'll be fun breaking you."
"Mmph-!"
What followed was almost outright rape.
He roughly ravaged her entire body, ignoring her cries that it hurt as he violently thrust his grotesque member into her.
"Hngh... Hngh... Ngh!"
Eventually, tears welled in her eyes.
But he wore an even more grotesque smile of pleasure as he licked away even her tears.
He was completely out of his mind.
"Waaah... Hngh..."
A year ago, Ha-young, who was only twenty-two, was defiled like that.
A woman's worth, human dignity, and the self-esteem that made her who she was.
That day, she lost all of it.
The only evidence of that loss was the sight of her crying so bitterly.
"Fuuuuuck...."
The first video ended there.
It felt as though her pain had been transmitted to me in its entirety, and my heart felt ready to burst.
"You fucking bastard....."
Rage surged within me.
Yet that rage was dispelled by a thought that flashed through my mind.
What thought could possibly pierce through me and quell this overwhelming rage?
It was 'curiosity'.
'This was the Ha-young I knew—how did she end up like that....'
The Ha-young I had seen in the first video.
And the Ha-young I had seen in her recent KakaoTalk messages.
The gap between them was as extreme as the difference between an angel and a devil.
Then what on earth was the process that had dragged the angelic Ha-young down into a pit of evil?
That mysterious gap stirred up base fantasies, making my groin swell.
Fuck.....
-Click.
In the end, I played the second video.
This video, too, began with that man's repulsive voice.
"Has it been three days? So, have you sorted out your feelings?"
"I'm going to continue. There's no turning back now."
"Yeah, yeah. Have you been keeping a diary?"
"..... Here."
Ha-young handed him a notebook.
He took a drag of his cigarette, then accepted Ha-young's notebook.
-Flip
-Flip.
-Flip.
He proceeded to read Ha-young's diary.
With every page of Ha-young's diary he read, a deep smile spread across his face.
"Yeah. You wrote honestly. Looks like you really hate me. Disgusting. Revolting. Shameful. I want to kill someone. I just want to die already."
-Tap.
He closed the diary and looked at Ha-young.
Ha-young glared back at him.
"Then let's see how long these feelings last."
With that, he pounced on Ha-young again.
The sex proceeded much like it had in the first video. No, it was closer to rape.
The only difference was that Ha-young no longer cried.
She simply kept her lips pressed tightly shut and waited for the pain to end.
"Then, see you next time."
The second video ended there as well.
At the same time, I cocked my head in puzzlement.
If this continued, there was no way Ha-young could have become the person she was now. What on earth was it?
In the end, I played the third video.
But it was similar to the second video.
I played the fourth video.
But this time, too, it was similar to the third video.
I played the fifth video.
And here, I found something different.
It was in the part where he was reading Ha-young's diary.
"This time, too, that monster raped me. He tore my clothes, forced me to kiss him, and shoved that huge thing into me. I wanted to die from the shame. This is too hard—. Haa. Hey."
Suddenly, he stopped reading and closed the diary.
Ha-young's shoulders flinched, and she looked at him cautiously.
"I clearly told you to write your honest feelings, didn't I? Write your honest feelings. Your honest feelings."
"W-what! I wrote honestly! I wrote that being raped by you was disgusting! That I hate you!"
"Really? Then I'll add one condition. Every time you write a diary entry with your truly honest feelings, I'll reduce your service period by a week. And, as a bonus, I'll give you two million won in spending money."
Ha-young's eyes widened at his offer.
But she soon turned her head away and answered in a barely audible voice.
"I did... write honestly."
"Heh heh. Of course you did. Then let's begin. I'll make you feel even better today."
And so, the sex between him and Ha-young began.
Now it looked less like rape and more like one-sided sex.
Ha-young no longer cried or shouted that it hurt.
She merely groaned, her face looking as though she were desperately holding something back.
.....
After the fifth video ended, I felt the dampness in my pants.
I felt my penis, stiff as a rod.
I took off my pants and played the sixth video.