Discarded Like Household Waste
"Um... Excuse me, sir, but what is... this?"
The police officer asks, momentarily taken aback.
"Oh, 'this'?"
Jihun replies, completely at ease.
"It's a custom-made 'adult toy.'"
Jihun smirks, looking directly at the officer.
"I'm sure you've heard of them?"
Jihun adds.
"Ah... right. Those..."
The officer nods in sudden realization. He has indeed heard stories of Yeochuk—female livestock—who had been stripped of their human rights and 'processed.'
"And... what about you, Officer? Have you heard of them?"
Jihun turns his gaze toward the female officer.
"..."
Yesol stands frozen, staring blankly at the sight of Hanayuki.
"Hello? Anyone home?"
Jihun asks again.
"Ah... Yes? What?"
Yesol flinches, her body trembling slightly as she snaps out of it.
"I asked if you've heard of them."
"Heard of what?"
"You weren't listening to a word I said, did you?"
Jihun feigns a look of displeasure.
"My apologies, sir,"
The senior officer quickly interjects, bowing slightly.
"She's a female officer, so she's not exactly cut out for actual police work. If you have anything important to say, please address me instead."
And he wasn't wrong. During the massive nationwide riots around the time of the revolution, the southern police forces—which were heavily staffed by female officers—had utterly failed to control the situation. This failure created a massive vacuum in law enforcement, resulting in countless casualties.
Using this as a pretext, the revolutionary government carried out a sweeping restructuring of the police force. However, due to fierce resistance from the public officials' union, the planned mass dismissals and layoffs were watered down to a "comprehensive organizational reorganization." Instead of being fired, female officers were reassigned to remote islands or the lawless territories of the north. Consequently, a vast number of them went missing or died.
The vacancies they left behind were naturally filled by newly recruited male officers or those who had previously been sidelined. Step by step, the police force restored its operational integrity. Furthermore, because of the hypergamy craze among female officers, marriage rates had plummeted, leaving very few husbands or families to look for them or offer support. As a result, countless female officers vanished without a trace.
There were brief debates, of course, with some asking, "With so many female officers dying, what will happen to their pensions and compensation?" However, those concerns were easily swept under the rug, as the vast majority of their deaths were classified as simple disappearances or accidental fatalities rather than deaths in the line of duty. Even in the rare cases where a deceased female officer was initially recognized as having died in the line of duty, the status was revoked if she was later discovered in a criminal syndicate's snuff film, cited as "tarnishing the prestige of the police force."
In a sense, the modern Democratic Republic of Korea had become a global hub for snuff pornography, built on the backs of these sacrificed female officers. Rumors also circulated that many of the missing officers had been relegated to communal sex toys in remote islands or northern border towns, inadvertently playing a major role in resolving local population decline.
One journalist had cynically remarked:
"Much like how the carcass of a diseased animal decomposes into fertilizer to aid the regeneration of an ecosystem, the sacrificial deaths of the most incompetent, duty-shirking class in constitutional history have miraculously resurrected our dying rural populations."
In any case, none of that mattered now. After the dust settled, some female officers did return to active duty, but they consistently proved to be severely underqualified, living up to their reputation as the "most incompetent demographic in the world." Consequently, female officers on patrol were never expected to perform actual administrative or field duties. Instead, their primary role was to satisfy the sexual desires of their male colleagues or alleviate the sexual frustration of impoverished regions to maintain local public order.
That wasn't all. Like a chameleon discarding its tail, they also served as bait, thrown to danger so that male officers could escape in emergencies. For these reasons, it was only natural that the senior officer in front of Jihun didn't entrust Yesol with any real responsibility. Jihun knew this well, so he found nothing odd about the dynamic.
"Understood. However, just to be sure, we'll run a background check."
After a brief conversation, the officer pulled out an iris scanner.
Fingerprint scanners used to be the norm. However, in the current Democratic Republic of Korea, the number of women who had their limbs amputated—not just those processed into quadruple-amputee onaholes, but also those who did so voluntarily or under coercion for their partners—had skyrocketed. This forced the government to allocate a massive budget to implement iris scanners instead.
"Hey! Are you even listening to me?! I said help me! Hey!! Officer!"
Meanwhile, Hanayuki—or rather, Sohyun—screamed out, her voice regaining its shrill, demanding edge.
"Understood. We will take appropriate action once your identity is verified. Please cooperate,"
The senior officer replied calmly.
"Are you blind?! Can't you see what he did to me?! My limbs are gone, and this psychopath has been raping me! Get me out of here right now! Hurry!!"
A venomous, spiteful expression had completely returned to Hanayuki's face.
"Please calm down first. If you continue to obstruct justice, you may be arrested."
"I don't care about being arrested, you piece of shit! Just help me already!! Please!! Do you have any idea what this lunatic will do to me if you keep dragging your feet like this?!"
"Look at this bitch run her mouth,"
Jihun muttered, his face contorted in sheer disbelief.
"Hey, you worthless whore. I took you in and fed you after you ruined your own life because you couldn't keep your legs closed, and this is how you act?"
Scowling deeply, Jihun strode toward Hanayuki,
"Kyaaa!"
And stomped his bare foot directly onto her large breast.
A dark, purplish bruise immediately began to bloom against her pale skin under the pressure of his sole.
"You saw that, right?! He just hit me!! I told you he's a complete psycho! Arrest him already!!!"
Despite the pain, Hanayuki continued to shriek at the top of her lungs, glaring at the officers.
"Whoa, whoa, calm down, sir. Please, at least wait until we leave before you do that..."
The senior officer stepped in to gently pull Jihun back.
"'Wait until you leave'?! What the hell are you talking about?! I said arrest this bastard!!!"
Hanayuki shrieked, her voice cracking with hysterical rage.
"Good grief... Ajumma, I told you to shut up, didn't I? You're only making things difficult for everyone,"
The officer snapped back at Hanayuki, clearly annoyed.
"What did you call me? Ajumma?! Are you out of your mind, officer? I'm going to file a formal complaint! Give me your name and badge number right now!"
Hanayuki demanded, trying to use whatever bureaucratic leverage she could remember.
"God, she's loud..."
The officer clicked his tongue and scratched his head.
"Yesol! Just scan this bitch's eyes already."
He tossed the task to his junior.
"Yes, senior,"
Yesol replied, stepping forward with the iris scanner in hand.
"Hey! Stop wasting time and—!"
"Yes, yes, I hear you, so just hold still."
Yesol aimed the scanner at Hanayuki's eyes, struggling to get a clean read. Despite having no limbs, Hanayuki thrashed around with surprising strength, forcing Yesol to wrestle with her.
"Hurry the hell up, will you?"
The senior officer scolded Yesol.
"I'm trying, but this ajumma won't stop squirming..."
"What? Ajumma?! Hey, you useless police ajumma! Who are you calling an ajumma?!"
"Police ajumma? Are you insane, lady? Do you have any idea that this is obstruction of justice?"
A venomous look flashed across Yesol's face as well.
"You're the one who called me an ajumma first, you fucking bitch!"
"Fucking bitch? Are you going to keep swearing at me, ajumma?"
"I'm swearing because you keep calling me an ajumma!"
Yesol and Hanayuki continued to bicker back and forth.
"Yesol!"
The senior officer barked, unable to listen to any more of it, but his voice fell on deaf ears.
"This stupid bitch...!"
Panting with rage, Yesol reached down and drew the taser from her holster.
"Hey, wait—!"
The senior officer gasped.
"What are you—?!"
Jihun stammered, equally shocked.
"Arrrghhh!!!"
Hanayuki's body convulsed violently as a powerful electric current surged through her.
"Sigh..."
"Well... damn..."
Both the senior officer and Jihun let out heavy sighs.
"You know, female officers these days can never seem to hit a criminal, but they sure are great at tasing helpless victims,"
Jihun sneered.
"That's just how they are..."
Embarrassed, the senior officer couldn't even muster an excuse and averted his gaze.
A moment later,
The background check was complete.
"Hmm... Yes, her human rights have definitely been revoked."
"Told you so."
"Our apologies. We'll be on our way then. Oh, and about what happened earlier..."
The officer trailed off, gesturing awkwardly toward Hanayuki, who had just been fried by Yesol's taser.
"Don't worry about it. These things happen in the line of duty."
Fortunately for them, Jihun brushed it off with a casual shrug.
"Thank you so much for your understanding..."
The officer bowed slightly and turned to leave.
"Hey!! Officer!! I said help me!!"
Hanayuki, somehow finding her voice again, shrieked desperately.
"A woman stripped of her human rights is no longer protected by the state. Therefore, police resources cannot be allocated to you,"
The officer stated coldly, turning his back on her.
"Hey! Officer! Officerrr!!"
Hanayuki reached out helplessly with her hands—no, her stumped, amputated arms.
Just then, the officer paused and looked back.
A brief spark of hope lit up Hanayuki's face, but—
"Oh, right. I almost forgot to mention..."
Unfortunately for her, the officer wasn't speaking to Hanayuki. He was addressing Jihun.
"Yes? What is it?"
"Please be mindful when disposing of it."
"Ah, is it some kind of human rights issue?"
"No, of course not. Once their human rights are revoked, they aren't legally human anymore."
"Then... animal rights?"
"That's a bit of a gray area, but... technically, they aren't classified as animals either, so animal rights don't apply."
"Then what is it?"
Jihun asked, genuinely curious.
"When it's no longer usable, please wrap it in newspaper and discard it in a standard municipal waste bag. Illegal dumping of Yeochuk has become quite a headache lately."
"Ah, I see."
"And make sure to seal it tightly so the smell doesn't leak when it starts to rot. The district office incinerates female livestock and adult toys separately, so we'd appreciate it if you could mark the bag."
"Understood. I'll make sure to do that."
"Thank you. Have a good day."
The officer bowed once more and finally left Jihun's apartment.
"You are so fucking dead, you worthless bitch,"
Jihun growled under his breath, his eyes locking onto Hanayuki.
Meanwhile, outside:
"You are so fucking dead, you idiot."
The senior officer was giving Yesol a massive earful for firing her taser without authorization.
As punishment, Yesol was reassigned to a remote, impoverished region as a sexual service female officer for several months.
Ultimately, unable to withstand the relentless, savage lust of the local elderly men, Yesol died of bokhasa—the female equivalent of sudden death during coitus—just a few months later.
An autopsy of Yesol's body revealed severe vaginal lacerations from extreme sexual abuse, multiple compound fractures across her entire body, and acute organ failure. However, these findings were never made public.