I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 38

Chapter 38 – Unhealthy Esthetic

A room where you can’t leave unless you have an unhealthy aesthetic treatment

Walk down the hall

No, how the heck did this building come about, the corridors are endless.

Seen from the outside, the corridor is not that long, but it seems that the road is twisted in the middle without knowing it, and it seems that I have walked enough that it is not strange even if I have already reached the end, but the corridor is still long.

Moans still resounding,

To think of it as playing a recorded voice, the groans you hear are different every time.

No, more than that, what kind of bad taste is it to deliberately record and play this kind of sound, it’s scary just like that.

Who or where is this intermittent groaning sound coming from?

It’s full of strange things.

Guided by Cynthia-san’s hand, she walks forward.

The scent of flowers is disturbingly disturbing.

After not walking for very long though, Cynthia-san stopped her steps.

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There was still an endlessly long corridor, but nothing had changed.

I don’t know why it suddenly stopped.

Still, the corridor was just a long stretch.

Even in the middle, there was no other passageway to be seen, and no nosebleeds were seen on the door to another room.

Seriously, what are you doing, where the hell is this groan coming from? It is full of unknowns.

I don’t even know if this is the right hallway or where I am now.

The key with 0037 written on it was held in her hand. I received the key, but so far I can’t even see a place where I can use the key.

“Okay, we have arrived. Sir, could you give me the key you got at the front desk?”

Arrive? Here?

Nothing?

The only thing that had happened so far was just a long hallway, and I didn’t remember seeing a door or anything special about it.

Suddenly? Though puzzled, as instructed, she gives her key to Cynthia.

Cynthia, carefully accepting her key, what she is trying to do, she faces a blank wall.

The wall dimly lit with red lights, is there a device hidden there?

But no matter how you look at it, it was just a wall in my eyes. There were no steps that seemed like they would be pushed in, or buttons of a different color that stood out at all.

It was just an ordinary hallway wall, and Cynthia-san, who was facing her, knocked on the empty wall.

Beans, beans,

Light knock,

It was a cheerful sound when tapping on an empty space.

In an instant, a door is created between knocked on walls,

I was surprised.

A door was suddenly created in the empty wall.

Wooden, arched, classic style door. The doorknob had a handle with a lion’s face.

The number ‘0037’ was written on the small letters representing the room above the door.

?

A situation like a scene from a movie I watched as a child, but the only difference is that what I saw back then was beyond the thin screen, and what happened now happened right in front of my eyes.

Indeed, is this a cultural difference?

The Republic of Korea in 2047 is different. Until now, I had never personally experienced such a bizarre thing just because I had come to another world, but experiencing such an absurd situation in person is something new.

If there was definitely something magical involved, the current situation makes sense.

I passed by without noticing, but there must have been a room that I did not know between the corridors that I had passed so far.

And now I too have entered through that door.

Soon… Me too…

Clap-

The key went in very smoothly. The door opens smoothly, and it seems to be very well maintained.

Cynthia opens the door.

Inside the silent room,

A bright space, different from the gloomy atmosphere of the hallway. Maybe it’s because I’ve been wandering around in a gloomy space for quite a while, but I feel relieved just by being in a bright place.

It was a very small room, about 2 pyeong.

A single bed taking up the entire room. And it was surrounded on all sides by green curtains.

A thick, very thick floral scent overflows. The scent I smelled from the hallway,

Perhaps it was the fragrance that overflowed from this room.

I don’t know what kind of flower it is, but it was sweet, very sweet.

The sweet scent fills the nostrils to the point of giving you a headache. It’s dizzying.

A narrow room that looks cramped. She is led into the room by Cynthia.

Then the room closed.

Without a moment’s notice, the door disappeared.

My body stiffens at a situation so sudden, a phenomenon that happened without any warning.

A small room, alone with Cynthia,

The door they came in has disappeared without a trace, and now they are trapped in this narrow room.

Now I couldn’t run away.

Only Cynthia walks leisurely in the room.

On the bed, on a small shelf, Cynthia takes out a small paper bag from inside.

Two papers pulled out of the envelope.

It is the appearance of familiar textured paper.

A feeling of uneasiness passes by.

Unsurprisingly, the documents brought out were two copies of the ‘Subject Consent Form’, how the documents are here…

“Oh my ♡, Mr. Pervert was really more than I thought. ‘Ha-eun’? Like this… Such a vulgar seal, to come with such an innocent expression… Byun ㆍTae ㆍSae ㆍKiㆍ ♡”

The voice that rang in my ears,

Creepy moment

A familiar pink rubbing is reflected on the paper Cynthia-san is holding open.

It’s embarrassing to be pointed out while being shown like this.

She averts her eyes from the obscene symbol.

“In addition, ‘I want to shoot the entire process, and I plan to register online, so I request to wear a mask to protect my personal information’? It’s really rare to have a customer who does this from the first visit… Ha-eun is a very lewd lady.”

A camera with a tripod attached comes out of the shelf. Total of 2 units.

Cynthia skillfully began placing the cameras in each corner of her room.

Filming… Come to think of it, she also shoots, she said…

This is how I am now, dressed like a vulgar female, even though I haven’t even started anything yet.

To think that all the unpredictable scenes of what will happen in the future will be recorded…

She sighs at the thought of her own ugliness being revealed to everyone.

A slightly mixed sweet sigh…

Whether I was intoxicated by this sweet air, or whether I eventually opened my eyes to the wall of exposure, rather than feeling anxious or embarrassed, I was exhilarated by excitement.

A blank, flushed face,

Perhaps it was funny to see myself like that, Cynthia smiled and said.

“Ha-eun, do you know that? Are there different grades in the special course?”

Rating?

“Are we talking about the upper limit of what is acceptable? Even for technologies that are not permitted, their influence and continuity are all different.”

Cynthia approached me with a smile on her face. Her warm eyes looked like those of a predator.

“The most narrowly acceptable grade is A, which allows only skills with relatively weak influence. Umm… Beginner? It’s kind of funny to say that, but I feel that way anyway. It is a grade that allows treatment up to a level that does not interfere with daily life and side effects up to a level where recovery is possible in a short period of time.”

Step by step, getting closer.

The expression that still smiles, the way she smiles is creepy. Instinct sounds the alarm.

I try to run away by stepping back, but the room is blocked.

There was no escape.

“Next are Class Bs, those who are allowed to use a fair amount of forbidden technology. They are the ones who allow treatment where long-term, non-permanent side effects are expected. These are the people who cry with a pretty good cry♡ Thinking of him screaming for help, full of tears… Ahh, just imagining it gives me chills♡”

Distance approaching.

In the place where the door had been, only a green curtain remained.

I couldn’t figure out how the door disappeared.

I probably won’t be able to get out unless Cynthia-san lets me out.

I couldn’t resist and just watched Cynthia slowly approaching me.

“Finally C grade. Yes, Haeun is that C grade. Really… It’s hard to see a customer who chooses a C grade, but Ha-eun is the C grade… ♥”

A sweet, ecstatic expression.

It gives off an unusual atmosphere. Already close. Cynthia-san approaches me leisurely and very leisurely.

“Can I honestly say that grade C is a stage that most people hesitate to choose?”

“No restrictions, it is a grade that allows all drugs and technologies regardless of side effects. These are people who don’t know what might happen, and who can’t refuse no matter what happens. Ah… Customers like cattle♥, this grade is for perverts who sell their souls for pleasure and lust.”

“Of course, you don’t know what will happen, so you need a separate signature in advance. Well, if you have that kind of agreement, it’s as if you’ve already signed it. “

So close that you can even hear your breath again,

Demonic aura, I am captivated by that invisible something.

She just can’t do anything, and she falls for her. She couldn’t even resist.

She was motionless, like a worm caught in a spider’s web.

As if possessed by her, she just stares blankly at her.

A pale smile, she is captivated by its gentle curves.

Elegant, strange—- the face of an adult.

A small spray that came out in an instant.

Without any reaction, the spray was sprayed on his face.

Violet liquid.

A familiar sweet scent hit her nostrils.

Soggy, thick, ecstatic sweetness. A sweet smell vibrates as if the whole body melts.

A sweet scent that makes your hair feel like sugar.

In the solution expelled from the spray, the smell permeates.

Maybe it will be the original amount.

Overly concentrated, sweet smell

The juice injected directly into the nose invades as if melting my brain.

It becomes hazy.

The sweetness that seems to melt,

Unable to resist, he collapses onto the bed.

The landscape is distorted as if distorted.

A body that defies gravity and collapses. Blur as it is

I can’t aim my body at the ecstatic sweetness.

Her voice whispered in my ear-

“Ha… ♡ From now on… Shall we have a wonderful time?♡”

She whispered quietly—very quietly, in a voice as sweet as the perfume that filled her nostrils.

A voice that rustled in my ears.

Guided by the dreamy voice, I closed my eyes.

Surrendered to the flow,

Being blank—- it’s dark as if it’s just melting.

A soft touch that glides over clothes.

With your eyes closed like this, you don’t know what might happen to you…

The instinctive alarm bell that keeps ringing, the deathbed disappears as soon as it is covered by the sweet scent.

Using the passing touch as a lullaby, she closes her eyes.

Soft bed.

I felt like I could have a very, very good dream.