No Father Would Make You Defecate Outdoors

Kim Eun-ha.

A medical student at Hankuk University — and the General Student Council President.

The reason she had come to the freshman orientation was simple. As the person ultimately in charge, she was there to keep things under control.

"Sunbae, please help us. If Tae-min oppa keeps going like this, something terrible is going to happen."

Kim Tae-min.

President of the College of Humanities Student Council — and Eun-ha's own younger brother.

Tae-min was famous. Famous as a killer of freshman girls.

The pattern never changed: pick one up at orientation, then dump her before the first semester even began. The shock had driven more than a few incoming female students to take a leave of absence from school.

The student council officers who knew about this were on edge. A sexual misconduct scandal was the kind of thing that could dissolve the student council itself.

What made it complicated was this: if you set aside the women, Kim Tae-min was an extraordinarily dedicated student council president. He threw himself into council work so completely that his own coursework came second. And he was popular with the student body besides — a generous hyung who always bought the drinks for the guys, and a prince with a killer face who treated the girls like they were living inside a romance novel.

"I mean, when a guy's that handsome, it happens, right?"

There were even female students who would say things like that after hearing the ugly rumors about him.

People with no responsibility on their shoulders could afford to talk that way. For the student council officers, it was a nightmare. He was too popular to impeach. Leave him be, and he kept doing dangerous things without the slightest hesitation.

That was when they found her. Kim Eun-ha, the General Student Council President. Kim Tae-min's older sister. A woman whose work was rumored to be as sharp as the blade-honed lines of her face — known among them as the one with the cold charisma. They judged that if anyone could put their womanizing little brother in his place, it was her.

"Got it. Call me if something comes up."

The General Student Council President was cool about it.

"Thank you so much!"

But after they bowed and left the room, her face twisted. It wasn't worry. It was irritation.

How much longer do I have to keep sacrificing myself for this family?

Eun-ha was exhausted by her family.

There was one thing she had never told anyone. Incestuous sexual assault. She had been sexually abused by her father for a very long time.

On the day she came of age, Eun-ha's father demanded sexual service from her — that she lick every inch of his body. Repayment for raising her all this time. He itemized every last won he had spent on her, pressing her to choose: pay it back in money, or pay it back with her body.

The truth was, she had already known. The way her father looked at her. That gaze had been thoroughly rotten long before she ever became an adult.

She had to choose. Refuse him and leave the house — or give him what he wanted.

Family mattered to her. Her mother had been cruel. Until she was five years old, being beaten was all she could remember. That same mother had been beaten by her father as well. So after giving birth to Tae-min, she ran away.

What Eun-ha wished for was a harmonious home. And her father's face, in those moments, wore a softness she had never seen from him in her life.

If I just sacrifice myself... I can make us a happy family.

And so she began to take her father into her body.

But she had reached her limit. The family that was supposed to grow harmonious if she just tried hard enough was still one blow away from complete collapse.

"Is this really the best you can do? Don't you know a woman is supposed to satisfy the man who comes home from work?!"

Eun-ha's father was impotent. Around the time Tae-min was born, his genitals had taken a severe blow, and the aftereffects had left him unable to get an erection. Because he could no longer feel pleasure through his penis, he had begun to obsess over increasingly perverted acts. That obsession arrived at Eun-ha's door as a series of horrific demands.

Tae-min, her younger brother, had taken after that father and gone around playing the womanizer.

Ahh... what am I supposed to do?

Father. Younger brother. A complete and total disaster.

Cold charisma. Even for a woman who could assess any situation in an instant and deal with it, the problem of her family was a dilemma she could not readily resolve.

The abuse of her childhood. That was why she had starved for family. She had believed that if she could just "satisfy" her father, they could become a happy home. When that proved untrue, she chose the next best thing.

Turning the broken Tae-min into a proper human being. She had a considerable reputation as a tutor, so teaching him to study was well within her confidence. That was how Tae-min had gotten into Hankuk University.

Her father had been delighted. Tae-min had been happy. She had thought they might finally become a good family. That had been a delusion.

Nothing changed. All that remained was a Tae-min who thought even more of himself and caused even more chaos — and a father who wanted to put her through increasingly perverted acts.

"I... I can't do this."

"You've done it once before, haven't you? This is just doing it outside where nobody's around."

The man who called himself her father was determined to have outdoor exhibition play from Eun-ha. The kind where she stripped naked, wore a collar, and crawled on all fours like a dog.

It had been humiliating enough inside a room... and he wanted her to do it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠outside? But she could not refuse.

The day she endured that humiliating outdoor defecation, she secretly collected her father's pubic hair. She submitted it for a paternity test along with her own. And the result came back a mismatch.

That was right. Between her father and Eun-ha, there had been no relationship of any kind.

Her mind went blank.

Then everything I did until now... what the hell was it all for?

Every effort she had made to protect her family had gone up in smoke. Eun-ha had been nothing more than a sex slave, used by a beast wearing her father's skin.

She was in shock, but she could not afford to let go. She knew that if she did, she herself would collapse. She needed a new goal. That goal was revenge.

The bastard was a miser. That was why she decided that taking his money would be the greatest revenge of all. He was a local dignitary with friends in the police and the prosecutor's office; reporting him as a rapist would have gotten him a slap on the wrist and a quick release.

So she began installing hidden cameras, little by little, without the beast noticing. She collected every last piece of evidence of the horrific, perverted sexual acts the creature who called himself her father had inflicted ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on her. And then she threw it in his face.

She wanted a great deal of money. Five billion won. Nearly the entirety of his assets, as far as she had been able to determine. Of course, the fact that he handed it over so readily meant he had more stashed away. But five billion won. Yes. Five billion won was enough to live the rest of her life without a single worry.

Because she didn't trust her father, she paid a hefty commission to have the money laundered. It was split across five separate holdings. Even if that bastard of a father tried to track it down, it would be nearly impossible.

To be satisfied with something like this... I really am no better than a whore.

Once it was all over, the self-loathing began to rise. In the end, she had forgiven him for money. She had told herself it was revenge, but all she had done was settle it with cash. She tried to console herself that turning him over to the police would have only gotten him a suspended sentence... but it was no use.

Tae-min — her younger brother. They had come from the same womb, and to Eun-ha he was still her little brother. But the moment Tae-min heard that she and their father shared no blood, he cut her off without a second thought. He even hurled sexual slurs at the sister who had suffered those unspeakable things at their father's hands.

She no longer thought of him as her brother. She cut him off that very day.

But the day she came home after cutting him off, her chest was still tight. Because of their public image, everyone still saw Eun-ha and Tae-min as siblings. If Tae-min blew something up under those circumstances, the damage to her — his older sister, as far as the world was concerned — was a foregone conclusion.

Medical school was a relentless crush of coursework, but there was a reason she served as General Student Council President. From that bastard of a father, she had learned that politics was a formidable thing. Even a father with money was nothing but a mangy mutt in front of a politician. If she didn't want to be crushed under someone else's heel, money mattered — but so did political power. That realization had been a critical turning point. And to enter politics, serving as General Student Council President was a process she had to pass through.

What do I do...

She no longer had any right to stop the Tae-min she had already cut off. But for her own sake — and for the sake of the College of Humanities student council officers who had placed their trust in her — she still had to keep him in check.

"Ah......"

In that instant, Eun-ha remembered the freshman she had seen yesterday. The one Tae-min had tried to seduce and failed. A girl with a doll-like face beautiful enough that even Eun-ha herself could have fallen for her.

"What was her name again..."

Eun-ha began paging through the freshman roster.

"That's right... Cha Min-ah......"

Strangely, Eun-ha found herself trusting the girl. Some instinct told her that if she cultivated this one well, she would reach a level comparable to her own — no, that she was General Student Council President material, the same as Eun-ha. And more than anything, there was a feeling. A sense of... kinship. A gut certainty that their hearts would align. She knew all too well how important that feeling was when you chose someone to use.

"Alright... let's give this girl a try."

And with that, Eun-ha picked up her phone and began dialing Min-ah's number.