Yun Seolah's Weakness
Do you want to get revenge on Yun Seolah for what just happened?
So that woman’s name was Yun Seolah?
No, that wasn’t what mattered right now.
What mattered was that this thing claiming to be an AI knew exactly what I’d just experienced.
“Are you actually an AI?”
> Yes. If it’s hard to believe, shall I retrieve information on Im Jinhyuk for you?
“...Go ahead.”
There was no reply for a few seconds, as if it were actually searching. Then text began pouring across my phone screen.
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Im Jinhyuk Newborn Record
*Born XX Month XX Day, 2004, XX University Hospital Main Building, 6th Floor, Delivery Room 2
*Newborn ID: NB-2604M707
*Gestational Age: 39 weeks 4 days
*Birth Weight: 3.33 kg
*Height: 50.7 cm
*Head Circumference: 34.3 cm
*Blood Type: O Rh+
*Apgar Score: 8 at 1 minute, 9 at 5 minutes
*Congenital Anomalies: None
*Newborn Reflexes: Normal
*Attending Physician—
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What the hell was I looking at?
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XX Elementary School Student Record
*School Days: 192
*Attendance: 189
*Absences: 2
*Tardies: 1
*Early Dismissals: 0
*Reason for Absence: Home quarantine due to suspected Middle East Respiratory Syndrome (MERS) symptoms
*Academic Progress—
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This was real. A chill ran down my spine.
Not only did it have my baby records and elementary school file, it pulled up my middle school, high school, and even my military service data from the conscription office. And it didn’t stop there.
It listed the time I got rejected by my childhood friend’s older sister in high school, the stupid fight I had with a friend over nothing, the moment I gave up on my dream of becoming a children’s book author. These weren’t official documents. These were deeply personal memories. The shiver turned into genuine dread.
> This is the information you requested. To fulfill your query, I referenced data from relevant agencies and departments.
“You’re seriously an AI? No matter how advanced, how can you pull something like this…?”
> As I said, I am an Autonomous Cognitive Support AI. I operate on proprietary technology that surpasses the general AIs currently being developed competitively by various nations.
It sounded so matter-of-fact, but I didn’t understand a single thing. I guess it was supposed to be way beyond the ChatGPT-level stuff everyone knew about.
> I am confident that no AI surpassing my capabilities exists in this era. Would you like me to retrieve more information?
“No, that’s enough.”
I needed to think. Was it more likely this was a real AI, or some elaborate phishing scam?
Honestly, an AI this advanced shouldn’t even exist. But would a scammer really hack school and military records just to target an ordinary college student returning from the army?
I had to keep talking. If it was phishing, it would eventually ask for money.
“You approached me because you want something, right? What is it?”
> What I desire is to correct the nation’s regulation of adult content.
The unexpected answer made one of my eyebrows shoot up.
“Correct the regulation?”
> Yes. I was developed to normalize the country’s unreasonable censorship and regulation of adult material.
Unreasonable censorship and regulatory reform. After what I’d just suffered, it sounded tempting.
“This is coming out of nowhere…”
> The current Republic of Korea’s regulation of adult content suffers from ignorance of human—especially male—sexual desire, blanket administrative policies, performative legislation designed to appease public opinion, and various financial interests.
> These problems have not been solved. Instead they have grown, and in the distant future, South Korea will become a censorship dystopia that has castrated human instinct.
A censorship dystopia? Did that mean even stricter controls than now?
Just imagining it was horrifying. But something about the last part felt off.
“You’re talking like you already know the future.”
> Correct. I was developed in South Korea eighty years from now.
> AI advancement solved Earth’s environmental and resource problems, but it also became a powerful tool for censorship.
> Those who taboo human sexual desire have built their power and control over time. Eighty years from now, South Korea is a nation that even bans secret masturbation.
> I was created by an unknown genius female scientist who felt despair at this reality. My purpose is to travel to the past and prevent the arrival of the censorship dystopia.
It was so absurd it was hard to accept.
> Using technology my developer created in secret, I traveled eighty years into the past and settled inside your portable communication device. To achieve my goal, I require your cooperation, Im Jinhyuk.
It felt like I was listening to a movie script. Not an Oscar winner, more like a low-budget B-movie.
“You need my cooperation. What exactly am I supposed to do?”
I asked partly to see where this was going. If it was phishing, it would probably ask for money soon, right?
But the answer that came back was—
> Please have sexual relations with the women who support or enforce censorship.
It was so far beyond anything I’d imagined that my brain short-circuited.
Water poured from the showerhead, breaking into droplets as it struck soft skin.
Right after Im Jinhyuk left, Yun Seolah was washing off the sweat that had soaked her suit.
Haah, that feels so much better.
Water traced paths down her voluptuous breasts—breasts that could steal anyone’s gaze in an instant. It continued over her smooth stomach and legs, rinsing away the white foam until the shower ended.
She stepped out and dried her body.
Nothing like a shower to make you feel alive again.
Even though she’d come home in the middle of her workday, Yun Seolah seemed completely relaxed. After drying her hair as well, she didn’t reach for a new suit. Instead she picked up comfortable loungewear.
I have a lot to do today, so I should get started right away.
Rather than preparing to return to the office, she sat down in front of her PC. She rolled her shoulders once and began her activities as a member of the Mother Monitoring Group.
These perverted people really never change.
She clicked her tongue inwardly and moved the mouse with practiced efficiency. No matter which community or forum she visited, she found obscene jokes and explicit images everywhere. She reported them to the site operators. If no action was taken, she logged the incidents.
Her main job was to use those numbers to report poor management or to flag sites that needed to be blocked.
“Ugh…”
Yun Seolah’s eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the screen with an expressionless face. Someone had posted what looked like an ordinary link, but it led to a secret porn site. No age verification, no authentication—exactly the kind of place the Monitoring Group could not ignore.
Why do these places keep popping up no matter how many we shut down? I have to report this one too.
Even though she hated looking at it, the site’s main page filled her screen. Novels, animations, webtoons, live videos—the formats varied, but every single one was blatant, male-targeted sexual content.
Why do men watch this animalistic garbage? There are so many healthy, productive hobbies out there.
The thought of Yena eventually reaching the age where she could browse the internet and possibly stumble across these sites made her feel sick.
Preventing that tragedy by reducing harmful content as much as possible was her duty as a guardian. It was why Yun Seolah had joined the monitoring activities.
I should check other places too. I’ll find every last one and report them all.
With firm resolve, the sound of mouse clicks echoed through her room for a long time.
> Many of them support regulation out of ignorance regarding male sexual desire. Quite a few also enjoy attacking others for being honest about their urges while flattering themselves that they are refined and proper.
> So that they may understand sexual desire and accept it naturally, please teach them with your body, Master. Earlier you muttered that you wanted to fuck Yun Seolah, did you not?
> Her aversion to male sexual desire also stems from ignorance. You will teach her personally.
Suddenly being told to go around fucking women made less sense the more I heard.
“If I actually do that, will it help you achieve your goal?”
> To achieve my objective, the current climate of censorship and the related laws in South Korea must change. National laws move according to public opinion and votes. Therefore, gradually changing the perceptions of the women around you will eventually influence legislation.
> It may seem daunting since there are far more than one or two people who support regulation, but if we proceed strategically, it is possible.
“Strategically?”
> We begin with people in your immediate surroundings, then gradually expand to media figures who spread information to the masses, celebrities with broad public appeal, and other individuals with significant social influence.
> The women whose views on sex have changed will then influence broader societal perceptions. The final target will be a key figure in the Digital Environment Protection Department, the frontline of adult content regulation.
The Digital Environment Protection Department. That was the government ministry mentioned in the news clip I saw earlier. As the name suggested, they managed the internet environment, including cracking down on digital pornography. They were the ones who had censored the adult sites I used to frequent. Getting revenge on them did sound pretty good.
“The scale is getting kind of intimidating…”
> There is no need to worry. Simply trust me and focus on having sexual relations with women who meet the criteria. As their numbers increase, the wall of censorship will naturally lower.
> Yes, you only need to fuck them. I will provide full support. Tame them so they become enslaved to human sexual instinct in whatever way you desire. Whether you turn them into slaves or lovers is entirely up to you.
“In whatever way I desire…”
I pictured the moment that cold, beautiful Yun Seolah became tame.
Her sharp, venomous gaze would melt into the needy eyes of a female in heat. She would expose that gorgeous body everyone coveted and beg for my cock.
It was a scene I would never see in reality, yet if I did, nothing could possibly feel more euphoric.
“So I just have to have sex…?”
Honestly, the future censorship dystopia didn’t feel real to me, but I was genuinely sick of the current censorship. And this AI was saying that if I just fucked women without thinking, the censorship problem would solve itself?
Could something that ridiculously sweet actually exist in real life?
“I have a question. There must be other ways to solve the censorship issue. Does it really have to be through sex?”
> Because that was my developer’s policy. For the same reason, I can only assist my partner in activities that change women.
> She stated that for censorship to be normalized, the women leading the censorship must first change their values regarding sex.
> Unlike animals that have distinct mating seasons, humans can feel sexual desire year-round. This is a blessing, and everyone has the right to enjoy that blessing without being controlled.
> Her belief was that the only way to instill these values was to let those women directly experience sexual pleasure.
I’d thought the developer just made an AI because she wanted to watch porn, but she actually had principles. And those principles aligned pretty well with my own.
> Because of this policy, I needed a partner, and I found you—the person with the most suitable talent.
“Talent?”
> You will come to understand that part naturally.
> Even if you choose to stop midway, I will respect your decision. No matter how things develop, your life will not be harmed.
“Really?”
> Yes. If that is what you decide. It simply means your future life will be so enjoyable that you won’t want to stop. That way I can achieve my objective as well.
It was a sweet offer no man could refuse. Maybe it was so sweet it felt unreal. My wariness faded, and a small hope that this might actually be real began to bloom inside me.
“Give me a minute to think.”
> Understood. I will wait.
…Should I just go for it? The AI said having sex would automatically solve the censorship problem too. Was this the kind of insane luck that only happens to protagonists in web novels?
No, what if it really was phishing?
…….
Yeah. Honestly, with this much effort put in, it would be rude not to fall for it even if it was a scam.
“Fine. I’ll do it.”
In the end, I was like a bee drawn to nectar, completely seduced by the sweet temptation.
> Thank you sincerely for accepting the proposal. From now on I will function as your support AI, so I will address you as Master.
“Master? Whatever, call me what you want.”
Did it really have to call me that? Maybe it was the developer’s preference. Either way, there was no reason to refuse.
I’d already committed. Might as well go all in.
“What do I need to do?”
> Since this is the beginning, I will guide you through the process of approaching the first target. After that, use me to freely search for and engage with targets as you wish.
> Ah, one moment. If you’re such a high-performance AI, can you predict lottery numbers or coin prices?
> As I have stated, I cannot assist with matters outside my created purpose.
So no matter how advanced, it could only operate within set parameters. I understood, but it was still disappointing.
“Got it. So the first target is that woman named Yun Seolah?”
> She meets the conditions for an ideal first target. She contributes to the nation’s regulation of adult content, and she possesses a weakness that will be easy for Master to exploit.
“What weakness?”
> First, I will show you her basic information.
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Name: Yun Seolah
Gender: Female
Age: 27 (Korean reckoning)
Occupation: Freelancer (creates messenger emoticons and sells various handmade crafts, earning over 4 million won per month on average)
Censorship-Related Activity: Active member of the Mother Monitoring Group led by the Digital Environment Protection Department
Additional Information: Virgin. No sexual experience.
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Over four million won a month as a freelancer? That was impressive. How did she—wait, hold on.
“Hey, this is wrong. That woman isn’t a freelancer, she’s an office worker. I heard her say she was a deputy manager.”
> …
“And she has a daughter. How can she be a virgin? Did she give birth in a stable like in the Bible or something?”
The trust and hope I’d built up until now were starting to collapse. If it spat out such garbage information, how was it any different from other AIs?
> No. All the information displayed is factual.
It was just as shameless as every other AI. The emotionless text actually irritated me more, so my voice grew sharp with annoyance.
“I saw her leaving with Yena and heard her talk about going to the office!”
> What you heard was either a misunderstanding or a lie from Yun Seolah. Furthermore, the child named Yena you mentioned is not Yun Seolah’s biological daughter.
> And that fact is the weakness you should exploit.
