episode_0064

#64. The Defeat Record of Agent Shin Misi, a Married Woman 2

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“Hello, Madam. We’ve met once before, haven’t we…?”

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Shin Yookyung searched for her son all morning. But all she found was Doyun and Jiyeon’s bags.

Leaving only their neatly packed bags behind, the two had suddenly vanished somewhere.

Guilt washed over her once more. The guilt of being a mother yet failing to look after her son.

The only saving grace was that Doyun was likely with Jiyeon.

*It’s okay. They probably went out to play nearby. Yeah, they’ll come back after having fun… After all, Jiyeon is with Doyun…*

*But I’m a little hurt. Why didn’t you tell Mom beforehand? And you’re not answering your phone.*

*…I definitely want to resolve this today. I don’t want it to end like this.*

A subtle distance arose, possibly from Doyun having discovered her and Dohyeok’s sexual encounter. Yookyung found this distance very unfamiliar.

…It was already lunchtime. Fortunately, the restaurant was quite empty.

Carrying her restless heart, she brought her food and sat alone at an empty table.

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Just yesterday, Yookyung had lunch at this buffet with Doyun and Jiyeon. At the time, Doyun didn’t look well.

He couldn’t eat properly and soon got up. Jiyeon followed him. Yookyung, who was returning with her food belatedly, realized the two weren’t coming back and went out to look for them.

But Doyun and Jiyeon had already gone up to their room.

As Yookyung quietly looked around the lobby from that spot, she spotted an unexpected person in a secluded area. It was Joo Chaebin, a woman who resembled her but was much younger and had striking glossy black bobbed hair.

When Yookyung first came to work at Midnight at Dohyeok’s suggestion, Chaebin was her employer. Even from a brief encounter, Chaebin was as charming as if she’d stepped out of a cartoon.

A young, charismatic woman, who was also capable enough to host banquets, though Yookyung didn’t know exactly what her role was.

She was once the ideal woman Yookyung dreamed of. Yookyung herself had a history of successfully establishing her image during her time working at the broadcasting station.

However, Yookyung now felt that her prime had passed. That’s why Chaebin, who was currently enjoying her prime, resonated with her even more strongly.

‘…Chaebin-ssi?’

Chaebin was sitting on a flowerbed, talking to someone behind a pillar. The woman standing in front of her had somewhat messy, reddish hair.

One strange thing was that the red-haired woman had her neck covered with a scarf, even though it was still summer.

Suddenly curious, Yookyung focused her gaze on the two. They were too far away for her to hear their voices.

While they were talking for a long time, Chaebin lifted the woman’s scarf and stroked the iron collar hidden underneath.

Seeing that, Yookyung was terrified inwardly. She couldn’t understand why a person would be wearing such a collar.

*…What exactly does Chaebin-ssi do? Why is she so calm seeing someone like that… It’s not even a photoshoot…*

A small question about Joo Chaebin suddenly arose.

A day passed, and just as that question began to fade from her mind…

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“…We met once before, didn’t we?”

“Chaebin-ssi…?”

“It’s only been three days, but you remember. It’s a pleasure.”

Chaebin greeted her first. She said she had something to discuss briefly, but seeing that Yookyung was eating, she offered to wait outside so as not to inconvenience her.

Yookyung said it was no bother at all and that they could speak there.

“Is that so… Well then, how is the hotel? Have you experienced any inconveniences?”

“Inconveniences… there haven’t really been any. The facilities are good and clean…”

“It’s alright. You can tell me anything. There are always things that need to be improved.”

Chaebin handed Yookyung her business card. Yookyung was greatly surprised to learn Chaebin’s identity. She was the COO, the Chief Operating Officer, the core of the group’s core.

“Ah… this is just a nominal position. The people who actually lead the management are separate. I just do some different things.”

*Some different things…?*

Whatever it was, the woman before her was certainly an impressive figure. Come to think of it, this Joo Chaebin woman seemed to resemble someone Yookyung knew very much.

And the name ‘Joo Chaebin’ too…

“We are always looking for improvements that can help the group… as well as talented individuals. That’s why I’ve come here in person.”

“Does that mean…?”

“I saw your resume, Yookyung-ssi. From when you came to work here last time. It stated that you were employed at A Broadcasting Station… but it seems you’re currently on a temporary break.”

“Ah… that’s…”

“Don’t worry about this part. We have no intention of questioning dual employment. I was simply curious. How did someone like you end up working part-time as a bartender…”

Yookyung had taken on the part-time job purely at Dohyeok’s suggestion.

If she did this job, he would delete the video footage of what happened between them at the Japanese restaurant. Yookyung had fallen for his words and even came to the hotel.

Chaebin, who had been quietly watching Yookyung, smiled subtly. Finally, Chaebin spoke the words she had kept inside since she first saw Yookyung.

“…Come to Midnight. We need talented individuals like you here, Yookyung-ssi. I will recommend you as the CEO’s executive assistant.”

At the sudden job offer, Yookyung swallowed the food she hadn’t even chewed.

“—What?! B-but how could I…? I’m a broadcast writer, so a secretary position is…”

“I’ll give you plenty of time to think. And even if you return to the broadcasting station…”

“Huh? What did you just say…”

“It’s nothing. By the way, there’s someone else here who used to work in broadcasting…”

Yookyung didn’t hear the rest of Chaebin’s words about giving her plenty of time to think. It was because Chaebin quickly changed the subject.

*Who was it again…?* Chaebin thought for a moment, then nodded her head up and down as if she remembered.

“Her name is Lee Hyeyeon… Do you happen to know her?”

Lee Hyeyeon…?

Lee Hyeyeon, if it’s her…

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It was a name she missed. If it was indeed the Lee Hyeyeon Yookyung knew…

Hyeyeon was a reporter from the news department at the same A Broadcasting Station as Yookyung. Both attended the same university, but Yookyung had dropped out before completing her first year, so they hadn’t known each other during their student days.

It was Hyeyeon who sought out Yookyung first. Hyeyeon said she wanted to learn how Yookyung could write so well.

Yookyung and Hyeyeon quickly became close. They had something in common: children of the same age.

Yookyung was surprised that Hyeyeon, who was three years younger than herself, had a child, yet she encouraged her to raise the child well.

‘*I was kicked out of my home before…! Hehehe, because they found out I had a child.*’

Lee Hyeyeon, a rookie reporter who had just started her professional life, spoke of her family matters as if it were nothing.

‘*My husband is a freelancer. In a way, it worked out well. He can take care of the child while working from home.*’

It turned out her husband was a comic artist. And one who drew extremely male-oriented, R-rated webtoons.

Their meetings with Hyeyeon ended there. While Yookyung was handling one major entertainment show after another and rising rapidly, Hyeyeon became increasingly busy, gaining experience as a reporter.

Even though they were at the same broadcasting station, the two couldn’t find time to meet.

Hyeyeon told her the name of her daughter, who was so precious she wouldn’t hurt even if she put her in her eye.

‘*Her name is Jiyeon. Baek Jiyeon. Isn’t she pretty, just like me?*’

‘*The baby looks so bright-eyed… It can’t be you… Did she take after your husband?*’

‘*I just said she looks like me—!*’

Though it was a brief connection of only a few months, Yookyung decided not to forget it.

…Several years passed like that.

One day, Doyun got a girlfriend. By coincidence, her name was also Baek Jiyeon.

Yookyung was so surprised when she saw Jiyeon that she held her breath. It was because Jiyeon looked exactly like her mother, Hyeyeon.

However, Yookyung had no way to contact Hyeyeon again. This was because Hyeyeon and her husband, Junseok, were not living with Jiyeon at that time.

Yookyung desperately wanted to convince Jiyeon. *I might know your mother. You might not believe it, but your mother and I knew each other.*

‘*I’m sorry, Auntie. About that… And there are some circumstances at home. You probably won’t be able to reach them.*’

Jiyeon, whose parents had simultaneously disappeared, went to great lengths to avoid talking about her family. Yookyung did not give up.

She went to the news department. It was to meet Hyeyeon in person, as she was completely unreachable. But Hyeyeon’s personnel records had all disappeared. Hyeyeon had vanished as if she had sunk into the ground.

Then Yookyung heard a story. Hyeyeon had actually been following someone for a few years. But no one knew who that person was.

It’s unknown if it was related to that person, but she suddenly disappeared about two years ago, leaving only a resignation letter.

…There was nothing more Yookyung could do.

All she could do was take care of Jiyeon, who was like a daughter to her, as best as she could.

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“Lee Hyeyeon… I want to meet her.”

“She seems to be someone you know.”

“It could be someone else, but…”

At that moment, Chaebin stood up. Her face indicated she had nothing more to say.

“Wait a minute…! How can I meet her…?”

“Unfortunately, Hyeyeon-ssi personally requested information protection from the company. I cannot say anything more than this. Well then…”

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Suddenly.

Yesterday’s events flashed before her eyes. A woman with red hair. Although she wasn’t fully visible, obscured by a pillar, Yookyung thought she resembled someone she knew.

She felt like she knew, yet she couldn’t grasp the answer. Only the fading face of someone in her mind lingered.

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“The filming schedule is from 4 PM.”

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*‘Dohyeok is my person, so I can trust him completely.’*

“You’ll need to show proper attitude, Senior-nim.”

“Haha… What nonsense.”

*It suits you well. It’s better for Senior-nim to show off a little. Didn’t you ask directly if it was alright before? Wearing a sleeveless top?*

“P-p-pervert…! And when did I ever…!”

*Aren’t you the pervert, Senior-nim? You keep trying to show me your body. Look at yourself now, that state…*

*Don’t you think you look like a slut?*

*…Spreading your legs and taking shameful poses, that’s just like Senior-nim. Even though you were a beautiful and charismatic female superior at the broadcasting station, here you are pathetically jiggling your breasts.*

*—No.*

*Go on, say something. Let’s see how well you do. You came here because you wanted to have sex with me anyway, didn’t you?*

*No. No. No…*

*You didn’t really come all the way here just to taste my dick, did you? Huh? …Fuck, go on, appeal to me by vulgarly getting your clit erect and dripping wet.*

*…Huh? Ahh~ Is this not enough? Not Senior-nim… Mom? You want me to call you Mom?*

*No, it’s not… I never did that. Please…*

*Ahahaha! How much more pathetic do you intend to get…?*

*—Senior-nim. No, Shin Yookyung.*

*What did I say? If you reversed your decision to leave the hotel this morning, you’d have to be prepared… I definitely sent a message.*

*Stop it. This isn’t me… There’s no way I’d want something like this. There’s a misunderstanding. Please, Dohyeok…*

*Dohyeok-ah, no. Ah…*

*No, no, no…!*

Burst open—.

The moment the guest room door burst open, all illusions scattered at once.

A sailor top barely covering her breasts. A skirt so short it didn’t even cover half of her large buttocks.

It was clearly a cosplay outfit for sex appeal. But she had put it all on. For only one person.

*‘If I’m not mistaken… are you perhaps writer Shin Yookyung-nim…?*’

*‘Hello. I’m Choi Dohyeok, currently studying Media Arts. If it’s not too much trouble, could we talk for a moment?’*

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“Hello, Senior-nim. I was waiting for you.”

His relaxed tone and comfortable posture, as if he knew she would come. In the room he led her to, a king-sized bed was set up, along with cameras and recording equipment for filming.

He handed Yookyung a script.

“From now on, we’ll proceed with the filming according to this scenario. Senior-nim, in Episode 1, you’ve been defeated and captured by a cult.”

Yookyung turned the pages of the script with trembling hands. However, there were no lines for Shin Misi, Yookyung’s role, in that script.

“Ah… for your information, Senior-nim has no lines. I’ll keep reshooting until I’m satisfied…”

“D-D-Dohyeok-ah, wait… Let’s eat something first… Auntie isn’t ready yet—”

Dohyeok, who had approached at some point, grabbed Yookyung and forcibly laid her down on the bed. After turning around and drinking a glass of water, he took off all his clothes.

His bronzed skin and clearly defined muscles showcased their presence. Along with them, a massive erection, as thick as an arm, shot upwards towards the ceiling.

“You’ll have to struggle with all your might. Only then will the scenario I desire be completed—”

With those words, the Dohyeok she knew was gone.

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That night.

I received a message from Mom. It was a request to edit a newly filmed video.

“The video should be in the cloud. I love you, son.”

The hand holding the mouse felt like it would explode. Barely regaining my composure, I played the video in the folder.

4 hours, 16 minutes, 02 seconds.

That was the total length of the video.

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