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EP.4 1. (Pre-Livestock Female University Student Lee Sol-ah) - The Bitch Thinks She's So Great...(4)

The day of the meeting arrived.

I had given up everything. Even if I resisted, nothing would change. If I ran away, it would be an unforgivable sin against my kind parents.

However, there's one family member I don't feel sorry for: my twin brother, Lee Min-ho. He has disliked me since we were young.

Most siblings fight, but he was extreme. He was a troublemaker, didn't resemble our intelligent and capable parents, and was small-minded and vicious. He treated our mother like a complete livestock and sought attention from our father.

But our father was wise. He clearly distinguished between right and wrong, even with his children. Therefore, my brother was outside his attention.

As the only son, my father did care for him, but that care seemed like a luxury to my brother. Since high school, he openly showed his animosity towards me.

"[You should fail university and become a livestock!!]"

He cursed me openly, and his curse came true.

My brother can remain human even if he attends the lowest-ranked university. He'll inherit our father's wealth and won't have to worry about living expenses. He can marry a decent woman and play with his own livestock.

On the other hand, I'll lose my rights if I don't attend the best university. I won't even have the right to see my parents freely.

But it can't be helped. I'm a woman, and he's a man.

"Hey, bitch."

He returned from boarding school for the meeting, saying, "Why are you walking on two legs like a human? You should be on all fours."

He still lacks manners, treating me like livestock from the moment he arrived.

"I'm not a livestock yet."

"Whatever. You need to get used to it soon. Haha."

My brother's words lacked dignity.

"Bitch, bitch...you thought you were so great, but you're just a livestock..."

"Shut up!"

Thwack! My father slapped my brother's cheek. He's a large man, and my small brother fell to the ground.

"Why did you hit me, Dad?! What's wrong with calling her a livestock?"

"You don't even know what you did wrong..."

"Dad, it's a good day. Please calm down."

I intervened, stopping my father from hitting him again.

"How can I calm down when this guy says such terrible things to you?"

"It's okay. I'm going to be a livestock anyway."

I smiled.

"This is almost the last time I can ask you for something, Dad. Once I become a livestock, I won't be able to ask my owner for anything."

"Sol-ah..."

"Please consider this my last request and forgive him."

"Okay..."

"And look at this bitch trying to act so great."

"This guy is..."

"Apa..."

I called out to my father softly, making a strong request.

It's the day of the meeting, and I don't want to cause family discord.

And, whether I like it or not, my father and mother will soon be all that's left for my brother. I'll become a livestock and won't be able to see them again without my owner's permission.

"Dad...I'll come out wearing the meeting attire."

"Okay, get ready. Here, take this."

My father handed me a coat that could cover my entire body.

"Wear this until we reach the meeting place, then you can take it off."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Hey, Dad, I wanted to see the livestock clothing you're wearing!"

My brother continued to complain, even after being slapped by my father.

My father ignored him, granting my request.

I nodded in gratitude and entered my room.

I took off my clothes, the everyday clothes I wouldn't wear much longer. I had grown accustomed to them, but now they felt precious.

I put on the meeting attire, which accentuated my breasts and made them rounder.

The zippers, including the one near my vagina, were designed for my future husband or father-in-law to easily inspect me.

I checked each zipper to ensure they worked smoothly, so I wouldn't embarrass my father.

"Good, they open well."

Looking in the mirror, I saw how the zippers exposed my vagina and buttocks when opened. The expensive clothes were indeed functional.

I had never seen my vagina so exposed before. According to my father, it was top-grade.

It was beautifully shaped and slightly pink, unlike my friends' darker colors.

I felt empty and absurd. Who would have thought I'd be evaluated like livestock?

"Ah..."

I sat down, lost in thought.

I had many dreams: to fall in love, become a dignified bureaucrat, marry a handsome man as equals...

I also wanted to watch dramas and listen to music...

I shook my head. Thinking about these things would only leave me with regrets.

"It won't change anything. Wake up, Sol-ah. You're going to be a livestock now. Your name will disappear...forget everything from when you were Sol-ah..."

I steeled myself and closed the zippers again. Then, I put on the coat my father gave me.

It smelled like my father, a scent I wouldn't be able to smell again for the rest of my life.

"Dad...Dad..."

I buried my face in the coat and cried, unable to hold back. I had to be quiet so my parents wouldn't worry.

We left in my father's car.

My brother glanced at my mother and me in the backseat, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.

He might be thinking, "Why is the livestock sitting in the backseat instead of the trunk?" But I didn't care.

I wondered if my mother would be okay after I left. Unlike me, my brother treats her like a complete livestock, never calling her "mom." That doesn't change even after being beaten by my father.

Let's not worry about it. My father will handle my brother.

It seemed my brother had been slapped a few more times while I was getting dressed; his cheek was swollen.

"...We've arrived."

We reached a grand pavilion. My father and his colleague were high-ranking officials, and the meeting venue was fitting for their stature.

"Put this on."

My father handed my brother a mask.

"If you say one wrong word at the meeting, I'll pull out all your teeth."

My father's anger was intimidating, even to me.

"H-hi...yes, Dad."

"Don't even open your mouth. I'll answer for you."

"But..."

"Don't say it twice."

"Yes, Dad."

Fortunately, my father had my brother under control.

Click. My father put a leash on my mother's neck.

In public places like department stores or restaurants, livestock must wear leashes and walk on all fours naked.

"I'm sorry, dear."

"It's okay, sir. I can do more if it means our daughter marries well."

My mother removed her long coat, folded it neatly, and placed it in the backseat. She opened the door and put her hands on the ground.

Her large breasts swayed as she stood on all fours.

This is my future, the posture I must adopt.

Tears welled up again, but I had to hold them back.

In this world, no livestock is treated as well as my mother. If I marry the son of a man my father respects, I can live like my mother.

Don't mess this up.

I followed my father, walking on two legs for what might be the last time.

The meeting was scheduled for 1 PM. We arrived 30 minutes early, as it's customary for the woman's side to arrive first.

The room where the meeting would take place was grand, with a large window overlooking the river.

It was time to remove my father's coat.

"Sol-ah, don't take off your coat yet."

"Why? You told me to stand in my meeting attire before we arrived."

"I told my colleague to arrive exactly at 1 PM. Just sit and rest until then. I'll let you know two minutes before."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Sit down, dear, instead of kneeling."

"A lowly livestock like me shouldn't dare sit in a meeting room."

"This is an order. Sit."

"...Yes, sir."

My brother's face showed discontent, but I knew he wouldn't say anything. He didn't like that my mother and I were sitting in a room meant for men.

I sat down. Time passed slowly, and my heart kept racing.

"Are you nervous?"

"A bit."

"Take this."

My father handed me a golden pill.

"It's Wu Huang Qing Xin Wan, an old medicine recently discovered. It's said to calm anxiety."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Chew it slowly. It will take effect immediately."

I chewed the pill, feeling its bitter taste. Soon, my racing heart calmed down.

Indeed, it was effective.

"It's almost time. Let's get ready."

"Yes, Dad."

"Yes, sir."

I removed the coat and stood in front of the meeting table.

My mother knelt behind my father's seat.

Everything was ready.

"Senior, we've arrived!"

1 PM. My father's colleague arrived exactly on time, not a second late.

His colleague, his wife, a daughter my age, and...my future husband.

Ah...

He's not handsome...