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EP.8 1. (Pre-Livestock Female University Student Lee Sol-ah) - Comfort (8)

What did you say? How could that happen?

It's structurally impossible. Women must attend genius high schools to take the university entrance exam. Graduating from a regular high school automatically makes them livestock university students.

"How did you attend the National Capital University without graduating from a genius high school?"

"I was lucky. It turned out that my genius test results from when I was young were switched with someone else's."

I was surprised. I had always thought that once the government made a decision, it was final. But it seems that's not always the case.

"I transferred to a genius high school after finishing my first year of high school. But what's the point of attending a genius high school if I have no knowledge? I would just become a livestock university student again two years later..."

"I must have struggled a lot..."

"I couldn't give up. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me, so I studied all night. I barely made it into the National Capital University."

I envied her. Her hard work paid off, and she secured her rights.

"But the joy of gaining my rights was short-lived. I met the woman whose test results were switched with mine, and she tried to kill me."

The principal showed me a large scar on the back of her neck.

"Oh, this is a knife wound, isn't it?"

"Yes. You might know about the livestock knife fight incident a few years ago. I was one of the victims."

Her face hardened slightly.

"It's okay. I was on the brink of death, but I have no lasting effects except for this scar."

"Ma'am..."

"The woman was investigated and immediately euthanized, so I couldn't ask her why she did it. But I thought deeply about why she acted that way. I concluded that she was denying the reality of becoming a livestock."

The principal's expression softened.

"I wanted to help people like her. That's why I opened this academy. Wearing this outfit is part of my effort to make students like you feel more comfortable."

"Ah, you're amazing."

She was an incredible woman. I couldn't have done what she did.

How did she gain her rights? With rights, she wouldn't have to wear such humiliating clothes, but she does so fearlessly.

In fact, her outfit was even more revealing than mine, almost like livestock attire. It was a brave decision to wear it in front of students.

"Is that all?"

"Yes, thank you."

I felt lucky to have found this academy by chance.

And I became even more convinced that I would gain a lot from it.

"Then, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll see you tomorrow."

She bowed at a 90-degree angle to me, a future livestock, wearing an outfit that exposed her nipples and panties when she bent.

She was already teaching me the mindset of a livestock.

I arrived at the meeting place 15 minutes early. It's customary for women to wait first, but the problem was that Jun-seok was already there.

"I...I'm sorry. I've committed a great offense. Please forgive me!!"

I bowed at a 90-degree angle. I could feel men's gazes on my buttocks as my skirt rose, exposing the zipper on my panties.

But this wasn't the time to worry about that. My relationship with Jun-seok isn't equal. In a month, he'll be my owner, putting a leash on me and dressing me in even more revealing clothes.

I'll have to crawl on the dirty floor with a leash around my neck.

To receive better treatment, I need to maintain a good image. For example, arriving early to appointments.

But I messed up from the start.

"It's okay. I arrived early, so you don't need to apologize."

"No, it's not okay...I should have arrived earlier..."

"I came early because I wanted to wait for you."

"...Yes?"

"You're the first person I've met who is so polite. I wanted to get to know you better, as a person, as soon as possible."

My heart skipped a beat.

This man, who seemed introverted, knew how to touch a woman's heart.

"Anyway..."

"Let's go have dinner. I've reserved a nice steakhouse."

He's a kind-hearted man. I don't know yet, but being his property might not be so bad.

"Yes...thank you."

I finally stood up straight.

"Sol-ah's skirt..."

Jun-seok hesitated, unable to touch my waist because my short skirt had ridden up.

"Oh, I'm sorry!!"

I quickly pulled my skirt down, feeling embarrassed.

My face turned red. It was shameful to show such a careless side in front of my future husband.

"Let's go. I don't like how other men are looking at you."

His consideration was impressive.

As his future livestock, I'm already his property. He could treat me roughly if he wanted to, but he didn't.

Instead, he showed anger towards the men looking at me.

It was impressive.

The steakhouse was expensive and upscale.

In our private space, we carved the meat. The tenderly cooked steak was easy to slice and melted in my mouth, releasing rich juices.

"How is it, Sol-ah? Is it good?"

"It's delicious! Really the best!!"

I was a bit too enthusiastic. I covered my mouth after exclaiming.

"I'm sorry, Jun-seok...I showed you an unrefined side."

"Don't apologize, Sol-ah. We're not married yet. Don't use such formal language."

"But...in a month..."

"I don't like it. I came to meet the human Sol-ah, not the Sol-ah you think I see."

He's incredibly considerate. My heart goes out to him more and more.

"Thank you...I mean, thank you."

"Actually...this is an arranged marriage. I opposed it."

My heart sank. He didn't want it?

"If you didn't want it...what...?"

"I don't get interested unless I like someone. That applies to my studies and relationships too."

"Ah..."

"I wanted to marry someone I loved. That's why I hated the idea of an arranged marriage by my father."

"What kind of woman did you want to marry?"

My heart started racing.

At first, I thought he was just a kind man, and I only considered how I'd be treated as a livestock.

But talking to him, I found something that touched my heart.

I was curious about his next words.

"A polite and loving woman. And when I met you, Sol-ah, I realized you were the kind of person I was looking for."

My face flushed. His words were sweet.

"J...Jun-seok..."

I didn't know what to do, so I bowed my head. My hands clenched and unclenched on my knees, and my legs moved restlessly.

"So, Sol-ah, please don't treat me like an owner. I'm courting you, trying to win your heart."

Tears flowed. My makeup ran, but I couldn't help it.

I had focused on being seen well by my future owner, but he treated me as an equal, as someone he loved.

"Why are you crying, Sol-ah? Did I say something wrong?"

He looked worried, wondering if he had made a mistake.

"No...I'm happy. You thought of me that way, and it makes me so happy..."

He stood up and moved to sit beside me, offering a handkerchief with a masculine scent, clean and washed.

"Use this to wipe your tears."

"Thank you..."

I took the handkerchief and wiped my tears. He looked away, not wanting to see my tearful face.

"I know your situation. It must be tough."

"No...it's not that hard. I've accepted it..."

"No, if I were in your shoes, I would have gone crazy. You're amazing for accepting it so well."

He's a truly kind-hearted man, understanding and comforting me.

He's an ideal husband.

Why did I feel drawn to him? It was instinct.

The instinct of a weak woman relying on a strong man. Maybe it's stronger because I'm a livestock.

"Sol-ah..."

I hugged him. He was taken aback, unsure where to put his hands.

"Hold me..."

"But we're not yet..."

I held his waist tightly. His soft, chubby body made me feel at ease.

"I've been struggling. I pretended it wasn't hard, but it was. I need comfort."

"Sol-ah..."

"Please hold me...if you do, I'll feel better."

Finally, he hugged me, gently wrapping his arms around my shoulders and waist.

It was comforting.

The man I thought of only as my future owner comforted me like that.