Chapter 80
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: Shin So-hyeon (2)
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Shin So-hyeon stepped out of the taxi but didn't head straight into the office. Instead, she confirmed the lights were on and scanned the cars parked nearby.
Fortunately, Jang Nam-ik's car was parked not far away.
Honestly, she had no way of knowing for sure if Jang Nam-ik was actually there.
He came to work every day, but today was a holiday—and on days like that, he usually took it off or left for a business trip if something came up.
But luckily, it looked like Jang Nam-ik had shown up properly.
Plus, thanks to asking the time before getting out of the taxi, she knew quitting time was just around the corner.
'I'll stab him when he leaves alone.'
Deep down, she wanted to storm inside, stab him, and bolt—but rationally, that was impossible.
There were always at least two or three staff members inside, and worst of all, Jang Nam-ik knew her face. She'd probably get stopped the second she walked in.
With a TS victim's frail body, even a knife wouldn't help against an adult man—she'd be subdued in seconds. So her plan was to strike when he let his guard down on the way out.
Hiding in the alley, she taped up the knife to avoid injuring herself, and soon people started trickling down from the office one by one.
Some faces she recognized, others not—probably new hires brought on after she'd been sent to the academy.
Even after three had left, the lights stayed on. If Jang Nam-ik still hadn't come down, he had to be the one inside.
'But why isn't he leaving?'
She knew he always left last to maintain his public image, but he never stayed this late on a holiday.
Shin So-hyeon waited a good while before asking a passerby for the time.
It was clearly well past quitting hours. This wasn't some company with overtime culture. After a moment's hesitation, she cautiously climbed the stairs.
At this point, the office had to be empty except for Jang Nam-ik.
So she could slip in, stab him dead, and run. That was her thought as she grabbed the doorknob.
'...What the hell is that sound?'
Aang, heut, hwaang... Faint noises leaked from beyond the door. Shin So-hyeon froze for a second before pressing her ear closer.
Realizing it was a woman's moans, she muttered in disbelief.
"He's really going all out now."
No way he'd be doing that in the office. Face twisted in disgust, Shin So-hyeon kicked the door open.
-Aang! Ungh, eueok! Hwaaang...!
The moans hit crystal clear now, unlike the muffled sound from outside—but contrary to what she'd imagined, the office was eerily quiet.
She'd pictured a full-on orgy, but... Shin So-hyeon looked around in confusion.
No one there. Lights on, moans blaring, but empty? Her eyes shifted toward the source: a laptop facing her way.
On the screen, flesh slapped against flesh amid furious sex. Massive hands gripped a slender waist, pounding relentlessly—it made her ache just watching.
'Wait, that's...?'
But Shin So-hyeon quickly sensed something off. The scene looked familiar.
Drawn like a moth to flame, she approached the moaning laptop and realized it instantly.
The pair onscreen were fucking in Hope Education Academy—in Teacher Choi's classroom. And that made identifying the woman easy.
"This is... me."
But how was this video here? As Shin So-hyeon muttered blankly,
Tap. A small sound came from behind.
She whipped around to see Jang Nam-ik—god knows from where—swinging down a wooden bat gripped in both hands.
"Aak!"
She dodged desperately, but too late. She avoided a headshot, but pain exploded through her shoulder—unignorable.
Thud! Sprawled on the floor groaning, she watched Jang Nam-ik slick back his hair and speak.
"Shin Jong-hyun—or should I say Shin So-hyeon now? Got word you escaped, so I wondered... but damn, you actually showed up!"
"Ugh, kuh...!"
"Why come here? You escaped—should've just run. Not here for revenge over that, right?"
"Yeah...! Revenge! To punish the traitor who sold me and my comrades! Aaaak!"
No sooner had she finished than Jang Nam-ik smashed the bat into her arm again, scoffing.
"Punish? Fuck off, you filming a movie? And why traitor? Reporting TS victims is a citizen's duty. I just did my civic part—not betrayal."
"Krrk, hngh...!"
"Still, glad you came. Last time, one day wasn't enough— this time, I'll play with you a few days before handing you to the cops."
Jang Nam-ik approached with a sleazy grin.
But he didn't know she was waiting, knife hidden in her chest, ready.
Just as his grubby hand neared, Shin So-hyeon lashed out like a madwoman.
"Die, you bastard!"
"What the—ghek!"
Squish—! The blade sank into his gut, wrenching a pained groan from Jang Nam-ik.
Success? Shin So-hyeon flashed a faint smile. But only for a moment.
"Fuck, you startled me."
"...Huh?"
Jang Nam-ik's face was fine—like the scream never happened. Shin So-hyeon gawked up at him, stunned.
"H-how? I stabbed you good...?"
"Good? Look closer, you dumb bitch."
He tore open his shirt, revealing a pitch-black stab vest.
Her knife hadn't pierced it at all.
"Heard you escaped and wore this just in case. Never dreamed you'd actually bring a real knife, though."
"N-no way... Augh!"
"No more risky knives—let's talk it out, yeah?"
Her wrist seized, knife yanked away. Shin So-hyeon stared at him in despair.
One arm useless, weapon gone—a naked TS victim couldn't beat an adult man.
Jang Nam-ik eyed her greedily, muttering.
"First, let's get one leg in."
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"Ah, aht! Aaang!"
As Jang Nam-ik slammed into her hips, Shin So-hyeon moaned, thinking.
This wasn't how it was supposed to go. Where'd it all go wrong?
She'd been blinded by revenge, aiming to kill—instead, she should've crippled his limbs, made him suffer slow, then finished him.
Considering his crimes, instant death was too merciful.
"Ahak...!"
"Thinking other shit even now? Got some nerve."
Bam! Lost in thought, a hand grabbed her head and smashed it into the desk.
Dazed, she gasped for air as Jang Nam-ik spoke. Not satisfied, he yanked her previously bashed arm hard.
Pain from her face-slam mixed with fresh agony shooting up.
Probably a cracked bone—nothing less could hurt this bad.
"Aaaak! It hurts! Ugh, ahk!"
"Why'd you even escape? Stayed put, no pain like this!"
Jang Nam-ik sneered, thrusting relentlessly.
Compared to the trainers, his cock was easier to take—but from someone she loathed, it felt even more repulsive.
No way to fight back. Tears flowed as she lay there, helplessly raped. Suddenly, a face flashed in her mind.
'Si-won-ah...!'
"Gonna cum—don't spill a drop!"
Jang Nam-ik's shout erased it.
Gulp, gulp. Filled with semen, Shin So-hyeon panted raggedly, collapsing atop the desk.
After draining the last drop, he pulled out, slapped her ass, and said.
"TS pussy really is top-tier."
"F-fuck... you... "
"Tough act's pointless—you know it."
He lit a cigarette. Inhaled deep, exhaled smoke, then spoke.
"Shin So-hyeon, you wouldn't know—but an escaped TS caught again? Game over. Totally fucked."
"..."
She knew—from Ha Yoon. Escaped TS recaptured get "processed" into true sex slaves.
A fate no different from death. But oblivious Jang Nam-ik kept on.
"No good end waiting back there anyway. I'll hide you—be mine."
"Yours? What...?"
"Simple: my personal sex slave."
He puffed smoke lazily.
"You wouldn't get it, but owning a TS ain't easy. Family gets subsidies—cheap. Random stranger? Costs a fortune."
"...Money? To take a TS?"
"Why else nationwide academies? All business."
Bonus: legal toys for bigwigs. Shin So-hyeon muttered, stunned.
"So the state's trafficking citizens—"
"Hey, citizens? TS got no rights. You're rare pets in human skin. Anyway, interrupted me—your call: cops and death, or my dick to live?"
Shin So-hyeon clamped her mouth shut.
Even rolling in shit beats the afterlife, they say—but she wouldn't stoop that low.
If death, then as a human. Eyes squeezed shut, she said.
"...I'd rather die than submit to you."
"Whatever. Your choice."
"Ahng...!"
Squelch—his rehardened cock plunged back in.
Slap slap—hitting her ass, Jang Nam-ik said.
"You'll regret it, not me. Like I said, week of fun then you're off."
Shin So-hyeon ground her teeth. But the deep thrusts forced moans from her again.
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And so, Shin So-hyeon's return to the academy came ten days later.