Chapter 59 – 59. Pregnancy Training Center – Daily Routine (29) – Family (※ Beware of Extreme Skin Exposure)

“Ah..Dad… This..What the hell is this?”

The image of the daughter crying while holding an envelope with the three letters “Sanmucheong” Written on it is still vivid in my memory.

“The duty of childbirth…? Does that make sense, Dad? Hehe.. Why… Do I have to go to a place like that and get pregnant as soon as I become an adult…? What did I do wrong hehe”

There was nothing I could say to Ha-yeon, who was weeping while her envelope was folded with her hands.

“Ha Yeon-ah, calm down a little.”

Hehe… Oppa.. Hehe… Why the hell… Why do I have to go to a place like that? No… I hate it! I don’t want to go pregnant…”

“It’s not going to be solved by crying and shouting like that, Min Ha-yeon!”

Hehe… But… Hehe…”

“Stop it, Min Ha-jin! Ha Yeon-ah, calm down for a moment and go into her room and talk to her mother.”

The memory of that night when she stayed up all night drinking because of her misery and her helplessness at not being able to help her daughter.
Every time she saw Ha-yeon crying in her dreams, the nightmare of that day came back.

“Is that already last month?”

The child who took care of me and her wife a lot unlike children these days.
I was also on good terms with her brother, who has a considerable age gap.
He was a child who was excellent enough to get good grades in school every time even though he couldn’t properly send him to the academy that everyone else went to due to his lack of circumstances.
How beautiful it looks again.
She was the kind of girl who wouldn’t hurt even if you put it in her eyes.

“Huuuuu000e live a long time in the world.”

Even though it was the weekend, the corner of the house where Ha-yeon was not was very quiet.
Frustrated, she went out of the house and lit a cigarette.
Maternity duty.
Another name San Station duty.
A woman’s duty to serve a man sexually and ultimately to carry out pregnancy and childbirth.
It was a duty as a citizen imposed on all young women in the Republic of Korea from this year.

“It seems like yesterday that I sent my son to the army, but now even my daughter…”

This bill, which was proposed as a punitive measure by women who mocked the duty of military service imposed only on men,
I was against it from the beginning.
No matter how gender equal
Even if it was a landmark bill to raise the birth rate of a hopeless country.

“Women have to sexually serve men and have to conceive and give birth… Whose idea came from…”

It is unavoidable for young people to suffer for several years to protect a powerless country, but
I thought that forcing an unwanted childbirth was something completely different.
It was unacceptable that Ha-yeon had to be trampled on by men she did not know, get pregnant, and even give birth.
I’d rather have my daughter take up her gun and defend the country.
I wondered if this could be tolerated just because it was an obligation set by the state.
I thought that other people who had daughters like me must feel the same way.

“I couldn’t believe it, but I really thought that ridiculous law would be passed…”

The day when the Sanyeok Act was unanimously passed in the National Assembly despite the resistance of quite a few citizens.
I frantically researched how to acquire overseas citizenship and immigration procedures.
I had to stop Ha-yeon from entering an inhumane place called a pregnancy training center.
She tried to mobilize all the money she had saved for retirement and the few connections she had, but
The results were not good.
Great wealth,
Overseas contacts,
There was no country that was willing to accept me and my family, who did not have the proper technology or special talent.
To make matters worse, an order to ban departure from the country was issued to all Korean national women under the age of 39 who did not fulfill their duty of duty.
It became impossible for Ha-yeon to send her alone abroad.

“I should have gone with you back then… I still regret it..”

On the day Ha-yeon enters the pregnancy training center.
I couldn’t put into words the devastating feeling of having to send my beloved child to a difficult place by order of her country.
It was a different feeling than when she had to send her son to military training camp.

“I will go alone. I think it will be more difficult if we are together.”

Simple baggage and notice of admission,
Lastly, Ha-yeon held her baby love card painted in pink in her hand.
Even though my wife and I told her that she would accompany me to the judging table, the child persisted until the end.

“Then I will go. Her mom, dad and brother should all be healthy and doing well!”

The child smiled as best he could to reassure us.
In order to be considerate of us who are left behind even though we know what terrible things we will face in the future.
Even the moment she boarded the train bound for the pregnancy training center, she showed that smile steadfastly.

“Honey… Hehe… Our Hayeon… There… Will do well, right?”

Around the time Ha-yeon’s train completely disappeared,
She saw the figure of the housekeeper looking at me with tears in her eyes.

“I can do well with everything the other girls do. Let’s not worry too much”

She gave an answer without even thinking.
As the head of a family,
As the husband of a woman,
As a father of one child,
She couldn’t be weak.
As an incompetent father who had to send her daughter to such a place, I thought it was the least I could do.

“Whoa…”

The hazy smoke of cigarettes seemed to represent my troubled mind.
Now, there was nothing I could do for Ha-yeon.
It was clear that Ha-yeon had already entered a pregnancy training center and was going through miserable things she didn’t want to imagine.
Knowing that, I could do nothing but sit helplessly and smoke.

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“Honey, honey!”

By the time I’ve smoked ten cigarettes, lost in thought,
I hear the voice of the people of the house.
The voice sounded like she was excited for some reason, even though Hayeon was in an absurdly terrible place.

“Here you are. Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

I was in such a hurry that I was wearing slippers like pajamas.

“Why are you making such a fuss? What’s going on?”

“Look at this, honey. I got a text message from Sanmucheong.”

His bright expression, which he hadn’t seen in a while.
The housekeeper shows me the cell phone in his hand.

–
★To the family of Min Ha-yeon, who is subject to mandatory pregnancy management for number 169,

Today at 21:00, a video call with Min Ha-yeon, a subject of obligatory pregnancy management for number 169, through the website of the Office of San Francisco.
We will give you a chance ♥

Password for website access: F000169

★Seal of the head of the xx regional industrial affairs office on xx month xx day 20xx
–

“Is this a text message from Sanmucheong, honey? Can I see Ha-yeon today?”

“…”

I checked the screen of my phone several times.
Because it was such an ugly world, there was a possibility that it was a spam message impersonating a government agency.
Moreover, because of the heart-shaped emoticon that didn’t match the end of the text, I was dubious whether it was really a text from Sanmucheong.

“What time is it?”

“It’s half past eight.”

“It’s fast. I think I should go home and check the website of Sanmucheong.”

“Okay, honey. I will also call Hajin.”

The text message from the vicious Sanmucheong, who dragged Ha-yeon away, was not so welcome.
It’s only been two days since Ha-yeon entered the pregnancy training center,
The idea that she could see the child again made me and her household excited.
The strange sight of a middle-aged man and woman running madly through her city center caught the attention of the people around her, but they didn’t pay any attention to it.

“Really? Can Hayeon see it now?”

Hajini, who arrived home first, was turning on her computer.
As soon as she got off work, she had her employee ID still hanging around her neck, probably because she ran right away.

“I got a text message from Sanmucheong. Take a look. Wouldn’t that be spam?”

“I think it is certain because it has the official seal of the head of the Industrial Administration. She will try connecting right away.”

Excited at the thought of seeing Ha-yeon again, our family sat around the computer and opened the website of the Ministry of San Francisco.

“Is this the place to meet 100 times? What? How many people are there in the 100th? How many people are allowed to make video calls sequentially?”

“Hurry up and find Ha-yeon’s number first.”

Numbers from 1 to 300.
Only a few of them seemed clickable.
Did he receive a special reward like a smart kid?

“Let’s see… 169…Ah, here it is.”

I finally found the number 169.
Now, just by clicking on this number, she can see the side of Ha-yeon that she wanted to see so much.

“Password is F000169. Then I’ll click Mom and Dad.”

The screen turns black with a clicking sound,
A blurry image begins to be transmitted slowly from the monitor.

“Ha… Is it Hayeon?”

“Are you Hayeon?”

“Ha Yeon-ah?”

I call Ha-yeon at the same time, regardless of who said first.

“Uh…Mom? Dad.. Brother..?”

And a voice that starts to come in small.
It was Ha-yeon’s voice that I missed so much.

“Ha.. Ha Yeon-ah, how are you?”

When we heard the voice of the child she wanted to hear more than ever, the faces of all our family members began to brighten.

“Kyaaaaa”

Suddenly, he hears his wife’s harsh screams.
The faces of all my family members turn white at the unbelievable sight in front of them.

“Um…Mom, wake up! Ah..Dad, what the hell is this?

“This is… What the hell…”

The blurry screen gradually became clearer, and Ha Yeon-yi was clearly visible.

“Nice to meet you guys! My name is Jin Hyun-woo, an instructor at the pregnancy training center who is in charge of Min Ha-yeon, the subject of compulsory pregnancy management for number 169.”

“…”

Ha-yeon was tied up with nothing on.
On any chair.
With her legs wide open.
With a strange instrument inserted in a place where it is embarrassing to even put it in her mouth.

“Ms. Min Ha-yeon, who is subject to compulsory pregnancy management for number 169, can no longer make any comments as a punishment, so I, the instructor in charge, will respond to you instead. For convenience, I will call Min Ha-yeon the number 169 from now on.”

I came to my senses and looked closely at the screen,
In front of Ha-yeon, who was staring at me with tears in her eyes, a smiling man in uniform caught my eye.

“Can you see the video on the screen behind number 169?”

It was because Ha-jin took out the housekeeper who had lost consciousness at the sight of Ha-yeon on the monitor screen.
Only I was left to watch the horrific video on the spot.

“This is a video from the ‘Virgin Opening Ceremony’ that was just held by No. 169. Your daughter just lost her hymen, as shown in the video.”

(Ughhh!! Huhhhhh! Uhhhhh)

(Virgins eat for this taste. Be patient. You’ll feel better soon too)

(Haaaaa)

A woman’s moaning in pain and a man’s voice with a forceful tone.
A video of a woman being raped with her hands and feet tied and her eyes and mouth covered is shown on the screen behind Ha-yeon.

“The hymen of number 169 was the highest bid for this auction. Please be assured that the proceeds will be used for the operation of the Ministry of Food and Drug Safety and for improving the treatment of those subject to mandatory pregnancy management.”

Even though I have a decent name of Min Ha-yeon, my daughter is called 169.
Like a thing.
There’s a virgin..?
Auction?
Are you the best?

“… “

I couldn’t say anything because I heard words that I couldn’t understand at all.
I felt like I had become dumb.

“The hair is a bit bad, but the face and body are smooth, and the pussy is also well-squeezed.

I start to feel uncomfortable at the words of a man who openly treats my daughter as a sex slave.

“Number 169 seems to need some mental remodeling. She urinated without permission during the newcomer welcome ceremony, fell while walking naked during physical training time, and masturbated herself during pussy washing time right after she lost her virginity. Her mental state is very poor..”

Gyying
Chijik

“…”

I didn’t have the courage to look any further.
The figure of Ha-yeon shedding tears with her legs open, revealing the cervix inside the genitals.
There is also the image of Ha-yeon screaming at her as she is miserably tied up and raped.

“Haha…Ahhaha…”

Only meaningless laughter flowed from the instructor, who treated Ha-yeon as an object and said things that were disgusting to say.
I was just dumbfounded.
That my daughter, whom I have raised with great care, is being treated like that after stripping her down.

“Haha, could that really be Hayeon? No matter how much, that place is a government institution, so they can’t do such a terrible thing…”

Probably not.
What you just saw will be a synthesized fake video.
There is no real point.
No,
There shouldn’t be any real work.

“Virgin… Opening Ceremony… There’s no way something so absurd could happen.”

After clearing my mind for a while, I searched the Sanmucheong website and tried the ‘virgin opening ceremony’.

“It won’t be. Definitely… It won’t.”

I was desperately hoping that no search results would come up.
Again, as in the first connection, numbers from 1 to 300 come into view.
Let’s scroll down with a nervous heart,
Once again, the number ‘169’ catches my eye.

“…”

With a trembling hand, move the mouse cursor over number 169 and click.

“Aaaaa…”

I felt like it was getting dark.
Dozens of pictures of women’s genitals with the hymen open and naked come into view.

– Maiden Auction Completed
-Completed the maiden opening ceremony

I finally sat down when I found the phrases written in red letters right under the terrible photos.

“Why… Why is this happening… Why…

It felt like my chest was being cut with a knife.
It was an excruciating feeling, as if I was out of breath.

“Ah..Ha Yeon-ah… Our Ha-yeonie…My beloved daughter Min Ha-yeon…Ah ah..”

Call the name of the child you missed.
I call the name of the child born under me who is powerless and incompetent.
I call the name of the child who was looking at me with tears in her eyes.
The name of the poor child who could not be protected…
I call out to you.

“Ah… I’m sorry… Dad… Hehe… I’m sorry… Ha Yeon-ah… Really… I’m so sorry… Ha Yeon-ah…”

The tears I had been holding back burst out.
Infinitely many.
For an infinitely long time.