Trash father and filial daughter--. "If you don't have any customers at the store, you'll have to do it and make money." It was my father who appeared for the first time in several years and recommended me to sell my body. Ever since he got divorced, every time he runs out of money, he presses his mom to get back together, beats him, robs him, rapes me as if it's just an incident, and then leaves again... My dear mother who raised me with her own hands and caressed me with her gentle hands. The shop that such a mother cherished was in financial difficulties due to the corona disaster. "I'll do something about it," I couldn't bear to see my mother's complexion worsen day by day, so I consulted with him about something I could rely on, and this was the answer I got. I'm an idiot and couldn't think of a better way. Today as well, when he receives a reward from a customer, the old man says, "Do your best," and dances out of the room. "You're so cute, what's your name?" The old man touched me with his sweaty hands and covered me with stains on his crotch. Her gasps and sobs flowed out as the girl, who had only endured the passing of time, killing her heart for her family, gave in to the man's relentless torture. The story of a pitiful girl who is used by adults who are too trash.
