The Asura Party Has Gone Wild (3) — Ju Hye-ryeong's Past and Her Squatting in the Bathroom
Park Hye-yeon and Kim Hui-ju had been quite close friends once.
Even during middle school, they spent the night at each other’s houses and played together like inseparable sisters.
But everything changed when they entered high school and Kim Hui-ju started hanging around those nasty older brothers of hers.
“Hui-ju… I’m sorry. Please, please stop…”
“What the hell are you talking about, you crazy bitch? What the fuck did I do wrong?”
“It’s just… I did something wrong…”
“You did nothing wrong, Hye-yeon~”
At that exact moment, Park Hye-yeon felt pure terror. The venomous glare in Kim Hui-ju’s eyes—Kim Hui-ju’s eyes—sent ice down her spine.
She wanted to run, but she couldn’t. If she ran, her little brother would have to pay. If she stayed and ran, her only family would suffer. Park Hye-yeon couldn’t even die. She could only endure the humiliation and pain like a worm on the ground.
“You did nothing wrong… so why…”
“Hm?”
“You did nothing wrong… so why are you doing this? Please stop now… Kugh!”
Park Hye-yeon’s stomach took the full force of Kim Hui-ju’s kick.
“You did nothing wrong, Hye-yeon~ It’s your mother and father who raised you that prettily that were wrong…”
Park Hye-yeon’s only sin was one thing: she was simply prettier than Kim Hui-ju. She had stolen the affection of the senior who Kim Hui-ju liked.
And yet, that was the only reason she had to live in hell.
“Hic… Please stop now. I’ll die… just let me die, Hui-ju…”
“You want to die? Then what, Hye-yeon? If you die, your brother has to take your place…”
“No! No! He’s still so young! Still… Kugh!”
Now a middle-schooler, Park Hye-yeon’s little brother Park Hye-jin had endured three years of torment. She knew better than anyone how cruel Kim Hui-ju could be.
“So just stay quiet, Hye-yeon~ Understand?”
From that day on, Park Hye-yeon’s life collapsed into hell.
She spent three years of high school dreaming only of death while chained by a golden prohibition.
Would she have smiled on the day of graduation, finally able to die…?
If she hadn’t received psychiatric treatment back then, Park Hye-yeon would surely have ended her life.
“Miss Park Hye-yeon… Do you know someone named Kim Hui-ju?”
—Crash! The glass cup in Park Hye-yeon’s hand shattered into a thousand pieces.
“K-Kim Hui-ju…?”
“Yes, I heard you’re old classmates.”
Seven years later, the ghost of Kim Hui-ju appeared before her again. Only this time, it wore the name of the lead actress from the drama she loved: Ju Hye-ryeong.
Just hearing that name made Park Hye-yeon’s heart stop and her hands tremble.
She felt like she was going to throw up the dinner she had eaten the night before.
“K-Kim Hui-ju…”
The hell she had endured that day flashed before her eyes like a vivid nightmare.
Kim Hui-ju’s hand forcing her cheek against hers.
Kim Hui-ju’s feet kicking her stomach over and over because she couldn’t conceive.
Kim Hui-ju’s mouth shouting she would kill her brother.
And the smell of her own thigh fat sizzling in boiling water.
“Ugh… Ugh!”
“Miss Park Hye-yeon… Are you okay? Miss Park Hye-yeon!”
That night, Park Hye-yeon ran out of the room and locked herself in her tiny room, pulling the blanket over her head.
She whispered endless curses.
Was she supposed to die? Was Kim Hui-ju coming back because she was still alive?
She went back to being the high-school girl she used to be and kept cursing herself.
Why was she still alive after all these years to meet Kim Hui-ju again?
“Unnie! Why are you doing this again…!”
“Hye… Hye-jin…”
“Just like before… I’m so scared…”
Park Hye-jin, her little brother, held her tightly. Without him, she would have died long ago.
The warm jajangmyeon her brother kept bringing home—without that, she would have ended her life long ago.
That’s right. I have to protect my brother, Hye-jin… I have to protect Hye-jin.
Park Hye-yeon would do anything for her brother. The nineteen-year-old her, the twenty-seven-year-old her—whatever it took to keep her siblings safe.
Surviving Kim Hui-ju’s hell… or destroying Ju Hye-ryeong’s hell… she could do either.
“Don’t worry, Hye-jin. Unnie… unnie will protect you all…”
“What do you mean, Unnie…”
“I’m fine. So don’t worry. Go practice hard, okay?”
Park Hye-yeon could never let Kim Hui-ju—Ju Hye-ryeong—exist in the same world as her brother’s dreams.
“Reporter Lee Ji-yeon from Dongin Ilbo… I was rude to you that day.”
“No, no. If you’re uncomfortable, you don’t have to do anything.”
“No, I have to! That woman Kim Hui-ju… no, Ju Hye-ryeong… I need you to destroy her.”
Park Hye-yeon told her everything. Every hell she had suffered. For her brother. For the Park Hye-yeon who had been seventeen and broken.
The reporter listened, eyes blazing with fury, and made two promises.
One: she would protect Park Hye-yeon at all costs if anything happened to her.
The other: she would drag Ju Hye-ryeong into hell, no matter what it took.
A month later, the day she had been waiting for finally arrived.
“Hye-yeon! I waited so long! The article is coming out tonight!”
“Thank you, Unnie…”
“Are you crying…?”
Park Hye-yeon never cried.
Even if Kim Hui-ju—Ju Hye-ryeong—was being pointed at by the entire nation and suffering, not a single tear fell from her eyes.
She had already cried all her tears when she was seventeen.
***
At the closing-party event, Ju Hye-ryeong was seething with rage.
This drama’s lead was clearly herself…
The person who had carried this drama was clearly Kim Si-a, not her—Ju Hye-ryeong!
Why were those dumb reporters going crazy over that dog of a woman Kim Si-a…?
Why…? Why not me, Kim Si-a…?
Why Kim Si-a and not her?
Her screen time had been far greater, her acting career far longer.
No matter how much they praised Kim Si-a’s beauty, she herself was no pushover.
Her figure… well, her figure alone was enough.
Those cow-sized tits compared to her own perky, firm breasts were nothing.
Countless guests who had passed through her before always said the same thing.
“You’re the best at this and that, but none compare to these tits.”
But… but why Kim Si-a…!
It started the very first episode.
Everyone cheered for Kim Si-a and clapped for her.
She even tried changing agencies.
She had to suck up to the back of Kim Gil-gang who pulled her out of that shithole bar…
Even sucked the reeking cock of that snake-like Mr. Im Min-seok…
But nothing changed.
No, the public only went crazier for Kim Si-a.
It has to be that man… it has to be…!
That manager glued to Kim Si-a like a leech—tall, handsome, nothing like a manager at all.
She had heard he was the one who pushed Lovely Lady when everyone else opposed it.
A man with looks, talent, and manners…
Who knew every single thing about her past… yet never asked her for anything until now.
Ju Hye-ryeong suddenly wanted that man more than anything.
She must have said it… ever since she met that man, her life changed.
She remembered watching a variety show years ago and Kim Si-a saying exactly that.
“Thanks to my manager, I’m loved by the whole country!”
That meant if only she could get that man, Ju Hye-ryeong could be loved even more than Kim Si-a…
If she could keep that man under her, she could shoot more CFs…
If she could place that man between her legs, she would have more success and money…
I have to get him no matter what.
She had been rejected once, but she was a bit drunk tonight.
She would never be able to resist her.
Last time she was too drunk to use her full power.
But tonight—never—she would not let her escape.
“Excuse me, unnie… author-nim… I need to use the bathroom for a second…”
And finally, the moment she had waited for arrived.
The man had finally left that bitch Kim Si-a and that writer Kim Jae-gang behind.
She stood up quietly and followed him toward the bathroom.
“Oh my! No one’s here~”
“Ju Hye-ryeong…?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Are you crazy? This is the men’s bathroom…”
Whoosh! Ju Hye-ryeong grabbed his panicked arm and dragged him into the last stall.
“What kind of nonsense is this…?”
“You came here to pee, right~?”
“Well, yeah…”
“Then, just piss here. I’ll catch all of it! Aaaaaah~♡”
That was the kind of woman Ju Hye-ryeong was.
A monster who would do anything to satisfy her desires—no shame, no limit.
She squatted in front of him with her mouth wide open.
To drink his piss that would make her a success…
Heh… look at her.
But she couldn’t see it—the cold, dead look in his eyes.