Threats don't faze me.
A prosecutor targeting me and sending an investigator to gather evidence is just a small dopamine stimulant.
But it's only right to retaliate when attacked.
I must always instill the lesson that retaliation follows when someone targets me.
The question is, how should I retaliate to give Prosecutor Lee Na-eun a lively reaction?
Just like I retaliated against Team Leader by raping her and sending the video, I need to make the recipient feel threatened while I enjoy myself.
'Thinking about it again, it's brilliant.'
In that sense, the plan I'm about to execute is excellent.
It satisfies my dark self.
"We've arrived, Master."
We arrived at Incheon's largest sexbot store.
Due to international AI regulations after the Third World War, fully sentient androids are not produced.
Of course, sexbots are just dolls that can move and speak to some extent.
'If it were for military use, it would be a different story.'
But for general use, this is the standard.
"Welcome to Pussy Paradise."
I walked past a robot that bowed and smiled naturally.
The store was filled with people, each with a serious expression, choosing sexbots.
It's like men choosing porn.
'Nothing special.'
Since I was here, I took a look around, and indeed, the bots were extremely beautiful and attractive, applying the extreme standards of beauty.
But they lacked liveliness, so they weren't my type.
'Sex is about feeling the soft, ticklish sensation of smooth, fragrant skin and the scent of a woman while pounding her.'
Although expensive bots can provide that experience, I'd rather use a human.
Anyway, since this wasn't for actual use, I finished browsing and went straight to the desk.
"Female, the most expensive one."
"In that case, I recommend the XY-324 model."
"Give me that."
"I'll help you with the payment."
I bought one and immediately returned to the car.
Unlike a real doll, the sexbot didn't require any effort to load into the car.
"Master, should I start serving now?"
"No. You've been kidnapped."
"What?"
I left the robot, who tilted its head in confusion, and called Seo Eun-mi.
-Yes, sir.
"Did you make it?"
-... Yes. A sufficient amount has been made.
"Good. You've worked hard. Do you know the address? Bring it there."
-Yes, sir.
They were also ready.
"Let's go."
"Yes~."
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"Wow, you made a lot."
"Yes.... Somehow..."
At the meeting place, I observed the work Seo Eun-mi brought.
A bucket filled with a pale, viscous liquid.
As a man, just looking at it made me feel sick.
This was artificial semen, mainly used in AV filming, and it looked like real semen.
"Ugh... The texture is also disgusting."
I touched it.
Beep,
Beep,
"I unlocked it, Master."
Without hesitation, I entered the house.
I didn't bother to take off my shoes.
"Huh? Burglar?!"
Pffft.
Before the housekeeper robot could report it, Su-ah shot it in the forehead with a silenced gun.
The robot, dripping white liquid like blood, slowly stopped functioning.
I walked past the robot, heading towards the house.
The interior was clean and modern, with minimal furniture, reflecting a minimalist lifestyle.
Prosecutor Lee Na-eun's house was extremely ordinary.
Or rather, it was a bit far from ordinary?
It was so minimalist that it felt empty.
"Is this the bedroom?"
I entered the largest room.
It wasn't much different from the others.
There was just a single bed of moderate size, and not even a picture frame.
It felt like a sample of dullness.
"Let's begin."
"Yes."
Su-ah and Eun-mi turned off the sexbot and laid it on the bed.
They skillfully bound it, like in a porn video, but due to the 76-year-old technology, the bot was so realistic that I got an erection.
'Wait a minute... We have plenty of time, right?'
I watched Su-ah and Eun-mi struggle with the sexbot.
Suddenly, I thought it might be better to have sex with them here and dirty Prosecutor Lee Na-eun's bedroom with real semen.
'Using real semen might lead to DNA testing and identification, but... Who cares? What can they do?'
On the contrary, it might be more horrifying for Prosecutor Lee Na-eun.
What if she finds semen in her house and thinks, 'Is this that man?' and gets it tested, only to find out it's from the Go family?
How terrifying would that be?
'Perfect. That's it.'
I slapped the two women's buttocks, who were unconsciously twitching.
"Kyaaack?!"
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"Investigator Kong, you're late..."
In the silent office, a voice suddenly echoed, and Prosecutor Lee Na-eun checked the time.
It was already past 8:39 PM, way past the usual working hours.
Investigator Kong Jin-cheol, who left around lunchtime, still hasn't returned.
"We can't reach him... Something might have happened..."
The timid secretary, with trembling hands, spoke, and Secretary Yoo scolded, "Don't say such nonsense." But this didn't alleviate the growing anxiety.
"Prosecutor, should I go?"
Another investigator suggested, but Prosecutor Lee Na-eun shook her head.
"Report it as a missing person during the investigation. I'll go to Rainbow Miracle tomorrow."
"What? You're going yourself?"
"I'll follow the official procedure to enter."
"But what about Investigator Kong? He might still be somewhere in need of our help."
"An adult male with an implant surgery, not contacting for almost 10 hours... The possibility of that is low."
"..."
"Prosecutor, how can you say that..."
She often spoke harshly, but this time, it was a bit too much.
No matter how harsh she is, it's unusual to be so calm about a missing person.
Prosecutor Lee Na-eun checked the time again.
"I'll leave now. See you tomorrow."
She turned off her computer and organized her desk.
"You've worked hard."
"...."
Until she left the office, everyone remained silent.
Something,
Something felt off.
"Come on, let's go home! Investigator Kong is probably fine. He's a drinker, so he probably had a drink and passed out somewhere."
Secretary Yoo tried to lighten the mood, but it didn't work.
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Beep.
Beep, beep.
As always, Prosecutor Lee Na-eun entered the house and stopped before taking off her shoes.
Something was different.
The air felt different from usual.
Slick.
But even after feeling it, she took off her shoes and entered.
Pat!
"...."
When she turned on the light, she saw the housekeeper robot, which she had used for years, lying dead with white blood.
Someone had broken in.
Someone had entered and left the house.
'Or maybe they're still here.'
She looked around.
Within her field of vision from the entrance, there was nothing out of the ordinary except for the dead housekeeper robot.
She checked the study.
There were no changes.
She checked the bathroom.
No changes.
She looked at the veranda.
No changes.
...
She opened the bedroom door.
"...."
There were many changes.
Zzzz,
Zzzz.
A woman with a black blindfold was bound with her legs spread wide on the bed.
She wore a semi-suit that female prosecutors often wear, but it was torn to shreds, leaving her exposed.
Her nipples and vagina were clearly visible through the tears.
To make matters worse, large vibrating vibrators were inserted into all her holes, moving back and forth, and several frog-like vibrators were taped to her nipples and clitoris.
Moreover,
".... Semen?"
The woman's body and the bed were covered in dried, filthy liquid.
It was a sight that would make anyone's skin crawl and scream.
But Prosecutor Lee Na-eun remained calm.
She reached out, pushed aside the torn semi-suit, and checked the writing on her chest.
-Lee Na-eun
".... It's not a person."
Indifferently, she passed her name and checked the manufacturing number, then observed the room more closely.
She picked up an A4 paper that had fallen on the floor.
"...."
She called Secretary Yoo.
The call was answered before the second ring.
-Prosecutor-,
"Investigator Kong Jin-cheol has passed away."
--sa, yes, yes??
"Report it as a death during official duty."
-Pro, Prosecutor, what are you saying all of a sudden??
"I found some clues. Please come to my house with Investigator Song."
"Yes, Prosecutor."