Before night fully descended, I sent Hyun-joo on her way.
It was still a weekday, and since tomorrow was Saturday, she would be back again.

Besides, it was her first day, right?
If I pushed too hard from the beginning, she’d suffocate and collapse.

"Soo-ah, show me the footage you took. Eun-mi, yours too."
"Here you go."
"Yes, sir."

Soo-ah and Eun-mi played back the videos they had recorded.
They’d filmed Hyun-joo from the moment she began undressing, and from there, the perspectives were clear.

Soo-ah had recorded directly in front of Hyun-joo, while Eun-mi, following my movements, filmed from a slight diagonal behind.

The highlight was definitely Eun-mi’s video.
Particularly when she followed me as I moved behind Hyun-joo, zooming in on her pussy and anus—such a touch of genius.

The footage included scenes of me ruthlessly penetrating Hyun-joo and then returning to her front to forcefully fuck her mouth, capturing every angle.

"Both of you did well to avoid capturing my face."
"Just in case."

As expected from a former police team leader and an NIS spy, their judgment was impeccable.
They hadn’t been my assistants for long, yet they already understood my intentions and acted perfectly.

"Do you have Yoon Ha-young’s phone number?"
"Yes, but her phone was likely destroyed after watching Kim Dong-gi’s exposé. If you want to send this video, email would be better."
"Then email it to her. She should know the consequences of her actions."

It served as a warning and held a bit of personal curiosity.
How would this righteous reporter react after receiving this video…?

Righteous types tend to be compassionate, so learning that her team leader was forced into a naked dogeza and raped because of her might shock her greatly.
She might even try to hunt me down legally for what I did.

Or she might become terrified and fall into corruption.

Either way, it’ll be interesting to see.

"Should I send my video too, sir?"
"Of course, send both. The more explicit, the better."
"It’s a rather graphic video…"
"That’s the point. Eun-mi, send yours to Soo-ah, then Soo-ah can send it to the reporter."
"Understood."
"Yes, Master."

Now, let’s see.
How will our righteous reporter respond?

+++

"Whew… my head…"

Having drunk herself into a stupor from despair, Ha-young finally woke up around noon.
She lay in bed for a few minutes before sitting up like a zombie.

The first thing she did was boot up her laptop.
One perk of this cramped one-room apartment was that everything was within reach.

"How is this dump costing 1.2 million won a month? This country is insane…"

She scratched herself absent-mindedly, gazing around the room.
How could this city be so twisted that a trashy one-room apartment costs over a million won a month?
It was clearly a fundamental issue with the system.

"People making money off real estate all deserve to rot."

Yawning, she opened her browser and searched for "Rainbow Miracle."
As expected, not a single line about Kim Dong-gi’s exposé could be found.

"The world is trash…"

She sighed and navigated to the Rainbow Miracle website.
Kim Dong-gi’s profile had already been removed from the company’s employee page.

"Is he… dead?"

Since the broadcast had cut off suddenly, she had no way of knowing.
There were no news reports either.

If she had been there, maybe she could have witnessed his fate, but she wasn’t that lucky (or unlucky).

A search for "Kim Dong-gi" only brought up namesakes.
It was as if he had been erased from existence.

Given his position, there should have been some trace left behind.

"Scary… who could do this?"

Whoever was behind this was terrifying.
Who had the power to wipe someone so completely off the map?

She clucked her tongue and opened her email.
Her inbox was always full from the various email addresses she had scattered about as a journalist.
Even after checking daily, she’d have a dozen more the next day.

Sifting through the usual tips and spam, she spotted an email titled "Price."

"Price? What is this?"

Typically, tips or emails like this would say something like "I’m reporting the truth about ~~" or "Here’s what I found out about ~~."
But this was just a single word.

"And it has attachments…"

Suspicious.

She minimized all her other browsers and opened a Tor browser with strong security features.
Returning to her email, she scanned the attachments in "Price" to check for malware. After a "safe" designation, she clicked on it.

"…"

No text.
Just two video files attached under the title "Price."

"Well, it’s clean, so…"

She downloaded the videos.
It could be a snuff film or some prank, so she braced herself.

Click.

"- I am Seo Hyun-joo, Team Leader of the Social Division at Shin Mirae Daily."

"Huh…? T-Team Leader…?"

Ha-young reflexively stopped the video.
Why was her team leader in this video?

Moreover…

"That’s what she wore yesterday."

Team Leader Seo Hyun-joo had received a mysterious call and left early.

"…"

Anxiety crept up on her.

A mysterious phone call.
A mysterious email.

And a video featuring her team leader.

She cautiously pressed the space bar to resume the video.

"- I apologize deeply for the distress caused by my failure to manage my subordinates…"

In the video, Seo Hyun-joo began unbuttoning her jacket.

"W-What…??"

Next, her blouse, and then her skirt—

"What is… this?"

She watched as her team leader methodically stripped, eventually standing completely naked.
Her large breasts and slightly obscured pubic hair were on full display.
She briefly tried to cover up, but—

"Move your hand."

At the command of a male voice, she lowered her arm.

What followed was even more shocking.

After folding her clothes neatly, Hyun-joo knelt and performed a naked dogeza.
The man moved. His face wasn’t visible.
The camera shifted behind her, zooming in on her most private areas.
And then…

Thrust!!

The man’s cock penetrated her.
What followed was a merciless assault.

"Aaagh!!"

Ha-young clamped a hand over her mouth, too shocked to stop the video.

"T-Team Leader…"

After raping her, the man ejaculated inside her, then forced his filthy cock into her mouth.
Even as she gagged, she couldn’t resist and was forcibly throat-fucked.

"…"

When the first video ended, Ha-young, still numb, played the second video.
The content was the same, just from a different angle.
Once again, the man’s face wasn’t visible.

"Who… who is this…?"

It was a clear threat.
She had received many threats in her career, but nothing as overt and horrifying as this.

Do this again, and you’ll end up the same way.

She didn’t know who the man was, but he was using the footage of her team leader being defiled to warn her.

Why was it the team leader instead of me…? Why her, when she didn’t even do anything wrong?!

"…She… took responsibility… for me…? Because she’s the leader?"

Her strength drained from her body.
The person who always censored her work and nagged her…
She had thought of her as a corrupt journalist, yet here she was, taking the fall for Ha-young’s mistake.
Being dragged away by some unknown man and raped.

Grit.

Her teeth clenched.

"Do they really think I’ll back down because of this? I will never, ever forgive them!!"

Her resolve burned fiercely.
Now was not the time to be broken.

She steadied her trembling hands, forced her shaking neck to stay fixed, and hardened her will.
She would make sure justice was served.

"He called him… ‘Master,’ didn’t he?"

The rapist from the video.
Her team leader had addressed him as "Master."

Kim Dong-gi, too, had mentioned someone as "Master."
He had been delivering a trainee to this "Master’s" house.

"So he’s not a prominent figure… just some wealthy brat living off his family’s wealth, a waste of space. That’s why they called him ‘Master’."

Even with this, there weren’t many people who could get away with ruthlessly raping a senior journalist from Shin Mirae Daily.

"If I dig deeper into Rainbow Miracle, maybe I’ll find more clues."

First, she’d report this video.
It was a clear case of rape and blackmail.

"Not the police… I need someone stronger. Someone with a will to uphold justice, a person who can fight for a woman’s dignity…!"

One person came to mind.

An honorable prosecutor, often ostracized and even bullied by corrupt colleagues.

Ha-young had even interviewed her once, moved by her integrity. Despite the harassment she faced from other corrupt prosecutors, she stood firm under the banner of "true power."

She had never accepted bribes or favors.
To avoid any leverage against her, she’d even cut ties with her family and had never married.
She was the most impeccable prosecutor Ha-young knew.

"I’ll send the video to her, and I’ll dig into Rainbow Miracle myself."

With her plan in place, it was time to act.
She closed her laptop and headed to the bathroom, her resolve unwavering.