Sucked Into a World of Misfortune
Adult games are generally divided into two main categories. The first is the harem genre, where you play as the male protagonist, meet various unique heroines, and date them. The second is the corruption genre, played from a female perspective, where the pure heroine is subjected to endless harassment by countless men, ultimately falling into depravity. I had always preferred the former over the latter.
But you know how it is—aren't there days when you get tired of your usual home-cooked meals and just want to eat out for a change? That was why, instead of playing a wholesome pure-love harem game like I usually did, I decided to pick an adult game filled with corruption and depravity.
What Happened to the Unhappy Her
The game's title screen appeared, featuring a beautiful girl with long, silky black hair, a gorgeous face, massive breasts, and wide hips, all while wearing a deeply embarrassed expression. She looked like the epitome of a fragile, submissive girl who wouldn't be able to say no if someone made a forceful demand. I stared at her illustration with immense satisfaction for a moment, then went to click the Continue button.
However, there were no options available on the screen.
Just as a wave of panic washed over me and I turned my head away from the monitor—flash! With a blinding burst of light, I lost consciousness.
...It was an adult game.
By all accounts, this was the world inside an adult game.
"Every proud citizen of the Republic of Korea, upon reaching the age of 20 and becoming an adult, must enroll in the Future Talent Academy to familiarize themselves with the necessary rules and regulations before entering society."
It was impossible to imagine this world belonging to any genre other than an adult game with such an absurd premise. After all, the heavily emphasized phrase at least 20 years old was clearly a deliberate attempt to avoid the ultimate taboo of adult games—involving minors.
Every single student attending the Future Talent Academy had already passed their birthday, was not born early in the year, and had their adult status verified by their national ID cards. In other words, players could indulge without any guilt. This was a setting meticulously crafted by the developers of What Happened to the Unhappy Her to comply with South Korean laws at all costs. Therefore, anything violating this rule would absolutely... never happen.
Recalling the game's lore once more, I observed the Academy Director, who was shouting at the top of his lungs from the podium up front.
"I, Kang Seungcheol, shall dedicate my entire being! To contribute to the development of the Republic of Korea...!"
He was the textbook definition of a fifty-something man who fancied himself a patriot. Because of this, he genuinely believed his role as the Director of the Future Talent Academy was not just a way to secure his retirement or earn some pocket money, but a noble calling to contribute to the nation's future.
"Before you all enter society, here at the Future Talent Academy, you will learn about the future meta-plan..."
To an outsider, he might have looked like a passionate educator, but knowing what was destined to happen in this academy, I couldn't help but feel incredibly sorry for him.
Eventually, he would be dismissed due to the numerous sexual scandals that were bound to plague this academy... What would he think when that time came? Would he lament the fact that sex offenders were spawned from the very institution he founded? Or would he blame himself, thinking it was all due to his own shortcomings? I had no idea. The game's endings never touched upon his fate.
Well, putting my concerns for the Director aside for now, I turned my head and began to slowly scan the faces of the freshmen around me. First, there were the classic archetypes that no adult game could do without, the ones you'd see right on the character selection screen: the tanned, bleached-hair delinquents, the overweight guys with glasses, and even muscular PE teacher types. They all wore menacing expressions, scanning their surroundings just like I was, looking for their next prey.
"Hehehe!"
"Heh-heh-heh!"
"I'm getting pumped!"
Seriously... When playing the game, these archetypes served as elements to heighten the arousal. But facing them in reality, I felt nothing but a wave of disgust.
On the other hand, looking at the female students who would soon be blackmailed by these predators and reduced to miserable slaves, I couldn't help but feel pity. Among them, I spotted a student with long, pure black hair, slightly droopy eyes, and a charming, seductive tear mole right beneath her eye—the very girl I had seen on the game's title screen before I lost consciousness.
As I stared intently at the girl who was undoubtedly the main heroine, our eyes suddenly met. With a sharp flinch, she hurriedly averted her gaze. It seemed her character setting of having absolutely zero immunity to men was indeed true.
...Jo Ayoung. For some reason, even her name felt like it perfectly belonged to an adult game heroine. And right on cue, the Director called out that very name.
"Next, the Model Admission Award! Jo. A. Young!"
She had been keeping her head down ever since our eyes met, but at the sound of her name, she hurriedly stood up and began to make her way up to the stage. The problem, however, was her body...
"Whoa... that's insane."
"Is she doing that on purpose?"
"I can't believe a body like that actually exists in Korea."
The men in the auditorium whispered in unison, marveling at her figure.
"Ugh, is she seriously doing that on purpose?"
"So annoying, honestly."
Meanwhile, the women in the auditorium sneered, pouring out criticism and jealousy.
It was hard to blame them. Even though she was wearing the same academy uniform as everyone else, her jaw-dropping breasts and hips were simply impossible to conceal. She wasn't even wearing a small size, yet the uniform looked incredibly tight on her, causing her voluptuous curves to bounce and sway with every single step she took up the stairs.
"Ahem..."
"Hoho..."
It wasn't just the male students; even the teachers standing beside the Director were busy stealing glances at her body, clearing their throats in admiration. And I was no exception.
Wow, seeing this in person is completely different from the game.
I already knew from playing the game that her figure was unrealistically perfect, but seeing it with my own two eyes—in realistic 3D rather than 2D—was on a whole different level.
Just looking at her made the blood rush south, making my head spin until I couldn't think of anything but dirty thoughts. True to her setting in the adult game, Jo Ayoung possessed a sinful charm that practically begged any male to commit a grave sin.
Back when my character got arrested by the police due to a bad choice in the game, I had screamed at the monitor: It's not my fault! It's that slutty girl's fault! Why does she have to look so damn sexy and make men suffer like this?! Now, I could actually understand why I had reacted that way. That was how dizzyingly alluring Jo Ayoung was.
"Ugh... Thank you."
Perhaps she was well aware of this herself. Conscious of the intense gazes of the men below the stage, she did her absolute best to keep her tight skirt from riding up. The problem, of course, was that even this defensive gesture only drove the males wilder...
"Y-yes! Keep up the good work!"
The Director, who at least possessed some genuine passion for education, desperately clung to his sanity and managed to finish presenting the certificate properly.
"Now, let's have a round of applause!"
I offered my first sincere round of applause to his monumental display of willpower, stealing another glance at Jo Ayoung as she stepped down from the stage. This wouldn't do. No matter how I thought about it, if a girl as alluring as her was left to fend for herself, she was bound to meet a horrific fate, just like in the game's original plot. Therefore, as someone who knew the future, I had a duty to take responsibility. Making that silent vow, I eagerly waited for the entrance ceremony to finally end.
Ayoung, always be careful of men.
The words her mother had drilled into her ears since childhood flashed through Jo Ayoung's mind. Having learned through numerous experiences that stepping down from a stage required far more caution than stepping up, she carefully extended her leg, trying to return to her seat as discreetly as possible.
Glance after glance. The men stared at her under the guise of looking away, making even the simple act of walking down the stairs feel incredibly uncomfortable. Worried that her short skirt might ride up and expose her underwear, Jo Ayoung clutched the hem of her skirt tightly as she finally made it down. Yet, the gazes never wavered.
"...They're seriously fucking huge."
"...Did you see them bounce just now?"
They probably thought they were whispering quietly, but Jo Ayoung's ears, already hyper-sensitive to such remarks, didn't miss a single word. Why on earth were men so obsessed with her body? A sigh escaped her lips. She wanted nothing more than to march right up to those male students and scream at them to stop making such vulgar comments, but...
"Can't she just hurry up and sit down?"
"So annoying, tsk."
As always, it wasn't just the male students targeting her; the female students were just as hostile. Completely disheartened, Ayoung had no choice but to quickly sink back into her seat. The group of female students who had been whispering loudly just moments ago fell dead silent the instant she sat down.
I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.
Why did things like this keep happening to her? Ayoung despised these lingering gazes that had followed her since childhood, but since she couldn't change the body she was born with, she had no choice but to endure it. Her mother, who was her only real ally, had always told her not to take it to heart, claiming that those people were just jealous of her beauty. But now that she had to leave her family behind and live alone in a dormitory, the future felt utterly bleak.
Would all this noise finally stop if I got a boyfriend, like that older sister suggested?
Born with a face and body that were far too seductive despite her own wishes, Ayoung was left to drown in her deep, agonizing thoughts.