No One Can Beat My Father... Except You
Jang Eun-ah knew she had to tell him that story to restore Han Yaseong's confidence.
"No one's ever even dreamed of beating my dad. Not even you, Tae-ha. But the first time I saw you, I thought, maybe he could win. Maybe he could fight him."
"Still, I'm not your type..."
"Shut up and be quiet!"
"Okay..."
"Anyway, Yaseong, your looks aren't my ideal. But everything else is pretty damn close. I like strong guys who can protect me. When you smashed that table with your fist earlier, I was shocked. And relieved. I thought, he can protect me."
"R-really?"
She likes it. Jang Eun-ah inwardly clicked her tongue as she watched Han Yaseong's face light up with a grin. Yu-jin, you were playing with a kid too... Now she finally understood everything Choi Yu-jin had said. Han Yaseong was just a boy. A boy starved for love from his parents. That might be why he craved it so desperately.
Jang Eun-ah was certain now how to handle him. She had to treat him with love. Then he'd protect her to the end. He'd even said he'd die saving Choi Yu-jin. She wanted his protection and attention just as much—no, even more—than Yu-jin got.
"If I hated you, would I have come to your place? Would I have just sat there when you pulled down my panties? It's because it's you that I'm okay with this. I even told you everything about myself—stuff I can't tell anyone else. And you still don't trust me?"
"That's not it... Honestly... If you have an ideal type, shouldn't you be with someone like that? If I'm not your first, that's one thing, but you haven't even had your first love yet. Getting this close to me might not be good. You could regret it later. If you meet someone you really love... I mean, as a guy, I wouldn't mind, but you're a girl, so..."
"......"
Jang Eun-ah's heart ached. He's such a good kid... She could tell he was looking out for her. He'd done the same for Yu-jin, and now for her. It didn't annoy her—in fact, it felt good. When was the last time someone had been this considerate?
Her demonic father had forced that vaginal exam on her, and her mom pretended not to know while chasing other men. A pleasant laugh escaped Jang Eun-ah's lips.
"Now I get why Yu-jin liked you."
"Why?"
"Yu-jin's got sky-high standards. She doesn't give regular guys the time of day. Only someone like Kang-jin or Seo Tae-ha could catch her eye. But she got deep with a guy like you. She even cried out of jealousy. Until just now, I had no idea why. But I think I do now. It's not because you're strong."
It was that caring heart of his. That's why she was falling for Yaseong right now, too.
"What is it, then?"
Yaseong seemed completely clueless. Well, a monk can't shave his own head. Jang Eun-ah decided she'd have to take the lead.
I don't have much experience either. But she could tempt him.
"Anyway, you want me to find some guy I really like and be with him, right?"
"Yeah. First loves should be like that."
"But what can I do? With my dad still around, I can't have a first love."
"I'll fight him, then..."
"Who knows how long that'll take."
"True."
"So I just have to sit around doing nothing until then, huh?"
"Yeah... You'd probably just end up masturbating alone in the club room again... Oh, sorry!"
He'd blurted it out without thinking—or had he? It was payback for saying he wasn't her type...
Jang Eun-ah's face flushed red.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
"No! It just slipped out... My bad..."
"Ugh... Anyway, I like it like this. No other ideal type. It's all just cartoon fantasies anyway. You've got ones like that too, right?"
"Yeah. I like Oscar from The Rose of Versailles."
"Really?"
That was unexpected. She'd figured he'd go for glamorous, busty types. But he liked a more masculine woman? Boyish vibe, maybe?
"Yeah. I wanted to make one like her and ravish her. That was my real dream..."
"Most girls like Oscar more. Guess that means I'm not your type either. I'm not like her."
"You're still pretty, sunbae. With your glasses, you look smart and cute... If we'd met in middle school, I'd have had a crush on you."
"You have a lot of crushes?"
"Yeah. Like, over ten a year."
Actually, they weren't crushes—they were fuck buddies... His pure crushes had ended with that middle school girl. They revived when he saw Kwon Seo-ha in a liberal arts lecture after starting college. Before that, any girl he was interested in was just sex material. Same with Choi Yu-jin sunbae, and Jang Eun-ah sunbae. They were fuck buddies his heart leaned toward. Pure affection for a girl had died back in middle school. Even Kwon Seo-ha was a crush that always ended in sex fantasies. Pure, sexless crushes were long gone. Now, it was crushes that started with sex, and there were countless targets. Any halfway cute girl became a potential fuck.
"Jeez..."
Tired of the back-and-forth, Jang Eun-ah decided to drop the games. This could go on forever. What she needed now was stimulation. She couldn't just go home without anything happening. She needed to be taken. No—she wanted it. She had to do something before leaving. Her body was finally ready.
"It's getting so late I'll pull an all-nighter. So you're saying you don't want to do it with me?"
"Huh? No, I do... But I don't want you regretting it later. Even without penetration, your first time should be with someone you really love."
"Then download Devil's Lover and read it right now."
"Devil's Lover?"
"Yeah. That's what I want."
With that, Eun-ah sunbae pulled the blanket over herself and lay down on the bed. Wondering what she meant, Yaseong sat at his desk, booted up the computer, and downloaded Devil's Lover.
It was a sight. A girly Japanese manga that turned out to be rape fantasy porn. The protagonist was this super sexy, handsome guy who forcibly groped and raped an innocent girl, taming her. But she resisted while falling for him. She loved this man who obsessively devoured her and rejected other guys who showed interest.
This is nuts...
Yaseong shook his head in disbelief as he read. It was like watching gangbang porn where the woman ends up loving it. She starts resisting but gives in to the pleasure. The manga was similar, except the guys in gangbang vids were thugs, while this protagonist was drop-dead gorgeous, tall, and a chaebol heir.
The heroine was your average college girl crushing on her senior, but she got raped daily by the protag and tamed. Her resistance was all talk—she squirted and climaxed every time. Later, even when her crush senior asked her out, she turned him down because of the protag. Raped every day, saying she hated it, but loving it all the while.
Yaseong couldn't wrap his head around the story. Enjoying rape? What the hell? Do Japanese girls like this? A quick search showed Korean girls loved it too. Reviews were full of "I want him to rape me"—they were hooked. Guess if he's hot enough, rape gets forgiven. Women's psychology was a mystery. Well, thinking of Oh Jeong-hun helped a bit. Total scumbag inside, but model looks had girls drooling. Men or women, good looks let you get away with anything.
Yaseong shut down the computer and lay beside Eun-ah sunbae, who was under the blanket.
"You like stuff like that, Eun-ah sunbae?"
"...You finished it?"
Her voice came muffled from under the blanket.
"Yeah. But you really want something like that? Like rape?"
"Isn't the guy hot? I love him."
"Looks-wise, sure... But you forgive that stuff? It's straight-up rape. I figured you'd hate it."
"If it's a guy that hot, I'd love getting done by him. Plus, it's super popular in Korea. Gets hate for being rape fantasy, but it sold millions in Japan."
"I really don't get it."
Women seemed kinda pathetic. No matter how hot, tall, handsome, or rich—no matter if he's a chaebol heir—rape is rape. Unforgivable. But flip it around: if a stunning, tall, beautiful chaebol heiress raped you, would any guy hate it?