Chapter 1 – 001. Jiyoung Kim (01) From Professor to Slave
At the age of 28, Kim Ji-young became a professor of law at Dangun University, one of the most prestigious universities in Korea. She couldn’t believe the situation she was in. A few pictures of her on the desk in her own professor’s lab. And a letter and a card key.
The content of the letter was simple. I know the past you are hiding, so if you don’t want that past to spread, wait at the designated place tonight.
The problem was the photos. On the far left was a photograph of a nude woman covering her face with one of her hands. And in the picture, ‘Sohee? Ji Young? What should I call you?’. The nude woman in the photo was Kim Ji-young herself.
When she was sponsored by her in the past, she took a picture of Ji-young to find her sponsor, and she used her pseudonym, ‘So-hee’. It was clear that the person who sent her letters and photos knew exactly about her past. As if to prove him, the ID photos lined up to the right of Jiyoung’s photo were the ID photos of the sponsors she met until the end of her sponsor life. Even the names and identities of the sponsors were accurately written on the ID photos.
-Kim Ho-young. Executive Director of Consul Construction (48 years old)
– Park In-ho. Hall Enter President (45 years old)
– Seongsu Lee. Saram Securities Managing Director (39 years old)
-Stand. Renter (41 years old)
…
-Choi Young. Dean of Dangun University School of Law (54 years old)
Ji-young, whose family was poor, has been sponsored by her since she was an undergraduate, using her young and beautiful body. Her sponsorship, which started with her mind that she would only wait until she settled down, ended with her professorship being offered to Dean Young Choi. Ji-young, who had thought that she would start a new life as a professor at a prestigious university completely burying her past as a spawn that had been hiding her personal information as much as possible, couldn’t believe the current situation.
“Who the hell and how?”
There was no way to know if he had entered his professor’s lab where the door was locked and had left his letters and photos behind. He put the photos on the desk in an envelope and put them in his handbag. Then he searched for the address written in the letter, and it was a newly built officetel in Gangnam-gu. If he had time to spare, he would have searched for the person who wrote to him by finding out the owner of the officetel, but he didn’t have the time to do that. Ji-young, who hurriedly packed his things and got into her car, set off for the officetel.
The officetel didn’t look that big, but it was neat like a new construction. Jiyoung used the card key to open the common entrance and stood in front of Room 402, which was written in the letter. Before opening the door, he made up his mind about the purpose of the person who sent the letter. He kept thinking about it while driving the car, but there was only one result.
‘Body. It’s nothing but the body.’
Jiyoung thought that the only benefit she could get from her was her beautiful body. Her family was poor. She says she is a professor at a prestigious university, but she started teaching for the first time this year, and she has just finished one semester. Although she has been a sponsor for a long time, she mostly lives on a sponsor’s card, and the cash money she receives is used to buy the house she lives in and the car she drives. It was hard for her to think that she was trying to get money out of herself.
When Ji-young specified the purpose of the person who wrote her letter, she felt a little at ease. She came to this position by selling her body anyway, so she decided to think that she was selling her body to maintain this position.
‘It must be a man…’
Jiyoung thought that if the body was her goal, it was more likely to be a man than a woman. She had never met a class of lesbian, and even if she was a lesbian, it was because she did not think that she would be aiming for her body, which she sold her body to a man for profit.
After finishing her thoughts, Jiyoung took a deep breath and opened the door.
– Beep. Tiririk.
After the sound of recognizing the card key, I also heard the sound of the lock turning.
Deep breath again. He made up his mind and opened the door to the house where the person who sent the letter to him was waiting. When he saw the men’s shoes on the porch, he knew that he was right in predicting that the person who had sent the letter to him was a man.
After taking off her heels and putting them away next to her shoes, the first thing Jiyoung saw when she entered the house was a sophisticated kitchen. As she passed her kitchen and entered her living room, Ji-young caught her eyes and saw the back of a man sitting at a desk in the corner of her and doing something on a laptop.
“You came earlier than expected?”
The man, perhaps sensing Jiyoung’s presence, spoke without looking back. It was a younger voice than I thought. And it was a voice that Jiyoung seemed to have heard somewhere.
‘Who is it? Where did you hear that?’
“Sit down and wait. I think it will be over in about 5 minutes.”
The man spoke one-sidedly and just tapped on the laptop keyboard. Jiyoung looked around her room and sat down next to the table between the bed and the TV.
And she was sure. It’s a voice she knows.
‘It’s a voice I’ve definitely heard. I’m sure… Then you’re saying that the person threatening me is an acquaintance?’
Jiyoung searched her own memory, trying to recall who matched the voice of the man behind her. She wouldn’t be much help in the current situation, but it seemed to be better than confronting her without knowing who she was at all.
And really 5 minutes later.
“Ruler. Nice to meet you, Professor Jiyoung Kim. Or Sohee? Should I tell you?”
The man turned the chair to look at Jiyoung and opened her mouth. And Jiyoung couldn’t help but be surprised to see the man’s face. Because she was a face he knew very well.
“Lee Seong-jae…!”
He was the vice president of the Future Law Association, a student association in the Department of Law, similar to the clubs in other departments. And Ji-young, she was supposed to be an advisor at the Future Law Society from this year.
“Oh, do you remember?”
There was no way I could remember. He is the Vice-President of the Society. This is because she met her face several times in relation to herself as an advisor, conference MT, and seminars.
“Why did you send such a letter?”
However, as Jiyoung, she could not remember, and whether she knew or not was not important. She already came here herself. To shut the mouth of Seongjae who knows her own secret. So she asked. She already has some expectations, but what she wants.
“What do you think you want?”
Seongjae, with a subtle mocking smile, returned Jiyoung’s question. She hated Seong-jae for not answering her own question, but thinking that it was obvious what she wanted anyway, Ji-young closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
“Please set a period. Until when And how many times a month or a week.”
Jiyoung said that when she spawns, she asks her to set the duration and number of times, as if she were contracting. However, Seongjae said as if he was saying something strange.
“What is the period? There’s no such thing? If I had to decide, until I got tired of it? And how many times? Of course whenever I call.”
“What are you talking about! I have a life too!”
At Seongjae’s ridiculous request, Jiyoung screamed.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it. Jeon. Right now, it is enough to send a document summarizing this fact to the president of Dangundae, the bamboo forest of Dangundae, and numerous media outlets. The professor position will be cut, but can’t you still do a few more years of spawning? After that, what kind of business did you buy with your crotch wide open?”
Can not be done. If the facts really spread. Jiyoung was over. Numerous media outlets will make headlines and, of course, you will be fired from your professorship. With the information that she is a 28-year-old military law professor, Ji-young’s name and photo will be readily available to anyone, and it will spread wildly through the Internet. Normal re-employment will be difficult, and it is clear that the property you have will have to be returned to you for unfair gains. Then, in the end, all that remains of Jiyoung is her body.
Does that mean it spawns again? Jiyoung, who has been a sponsor since she was young, knows. The shelf life of the hwaryu world is not that long, and the period when it shines the most is shorter. But Jiyoung is already in her late 20s. Soon you will be in your 30s, and the value of that body will drop rapidly. She says that there are also beautiful female celebrities in their 30s and 40s, but the amount of money they spend to maintain their beauty is beyond imagination. And Jiyoung doesn’t have that kind of money.
In the end, as Seongjae said, if she opens her crotch at a store and doesn’t sell there, she will fall further and further down. In order to avoid such an end, she studied like crazy while spawning, wrote a thesis, and in the end, she even threatened her to take the position of professor, but she can’t go back.
“This is your last chance. Will you be my slave and stay where you are? Or would you like to fall to the bottom of the world?”
Her own past is revealed and everything of hers is coming to an end, and her pale face reminds her of Ji-young, who gives her ultimatum to Seong-jae. The respect she had given her earlier had also disappeared.
And.
“I will… Become a slave…”
Jiyoung was respectful. And from then on, her life as a slave to Ji-young began.
