Idol Fan Service

I was watching the stage with Taeyoung from in front of the fence. Suddenly, a quest window appeared right in front of me, and moments later an air rifle resembling a sniper rifle materialized in midair. I instinctively grabbed it before it could fall, and just then 4S’s song began to play. Dressed in short school-uniform skirts, the girls started dancing to the music. It was the 4S performance I had been waiting for, yet I couldn’t focus at all. My eyes were locked on the quest window floating in the air. As I read each line, a lewd smile crept across my lips.

“Sexual service counts as ordinary fan service… Common Sense Alteration.”

I immediately lowered my gaze to the air rifle I had just caught. It looked like a sniper rifle but was slightly shorter. I shouldered the weapon and aimed at the 4S members who were lightly dancing. They were changing formations rapidly while dancing. Among them, the one who drew the eye the most was, of course, Seol-hee. Tallest stature. Youthful face. A body that radiated sexiness in complete contrast to her cute features. My muzzle pointed straight at her.

“…Huh?”

She was moving too quickly. I hadn’t really felt it before, but an idol’s choreography never stopped changing formations, and it did so at breakneck speed.

“Ugh… this won’t work.”

I lowered the muzzle for a moment after watching Seol-hee. Now wasn’t the right timing. If I was going to hit her with the air rifle, it would have to be when she stopped moving and stood still. That would probably only happen once a song ended. She would likely stay in place for a short while after the song finished. And it didn’t seem like 4S would perform only one song at a university festival. In the end, I put the quest on hold for the moment and simply enjoyed the 4S stage.

The cheers of students yelling for the people around them to move. The spotlights illuminating the stage in the dark evening. The upbeat 4S songs. And the polished choreography the girls had practiced for so long. Idols supposedly spend an average of over ten hours a day just practicing dance. 4S’s movements were clean and without waste. Especially the way they danced in school uniforms was irresistibly seductive. There were chest-popping moves, hip thrusts that showed off their backsides, and dances that made their plump buttocks shake. It was the body language of a female seducing a male. While male idol dances emphasized sharp, powerful movements, female idol dances focused on highlighting the body’s most important parts and showcasing flexibility. In ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠other words, it was a dance meant to appeal sexually to the opposite sex. Every idol dance was a gesture meant to seduce the opposite sex. Right now on stage, the idol group 4S was displaying their sex appeal to the male students watching.

Perhaps because Seol-hee was the tallest, her school-uniform skirt somehow looked the shortest. Most of her smooth thighs were exposed beneath the skirt. Every time she shook her body, the tight skirt rode up a little higher.

“Ah!”

Then, during a move where she spread her legs, the skirt rode up significantly, fully exposing the inside of her thighs. Black safety shorts were visible there.

“Well… with a skirt that short, of course she wouldn’t be wearing just panties…”

It was only natural, yet strangely disappointing. Seol-hee casually pulled her skirt back down as if she were used to it. While I was lost in that disappointed feeling, cheers erupted from the crowd around me.

“Whoa…”

The highlight of the 4S performance. The members were doing wave dances while showing their side profiles. Their bodies rippled beautifully. The side view of 4S riding the wave so fluidly emphasized just how supple and soft their bodies were. I had seen this scene often on TV or the internet, but seeing it in person felt completely different. Watching 4S’s bodies ripple as if they were one, I could indirectly sense how hard they had practiced dancing. Seol-hee especially stood out. Her chest, waist, hips, and legs swayed back and forth in an off-beat rhythm. Her off-beat movements created a wave-like motion. Even at 177 cm tall, her face still looked childlike and youthful. The contrast between her innocent, youthful face and the intensely sensual wave dance she performed showcased two completely different charms. Their entire bodies rippling in dance was the perfect gesture to flaunt their sexual appeal. It showed how soft and flexible their bodies were, emphasizing their chests, waists, hips, and legs in sequence.

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While I was entranced by 4S’s dance moves, their performance was already coming to an end. I tried to burn every inch of Seol-hee’s body into my eyes like taking a photograph. The black bra visible through her white school-uniform shirt. The red soles of her jet-black high heels. Seol-hee breathing slightly harder after singing and dancing. There wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t beautiful. Soon after, the song ended. The 4S members lined up horizontally and began bowing in greeting. The choreography must have been quite intense; a light sheen of sweat had formed on their bodies.

“Should I listen to a few more songs…”

Though I was moved by 4S’s beautiful ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠performance and a foolish thought crossed my mind, I immediately pulled myself together and raised the air rifle in my hands again. My muzzle was aimed at Seol-hee. It was hard to believe she had just been dancing so seductively; she now wore an innocent, childlike smile as she greeted the audience.

“She really is tall…”

I had already noticed her height earlier, but seeing Seol-hee standing straight with her legs together in proper posture for the bow made her seem even taller. Combined with her beautiful proportions, she looked like a goddess. I immediately aimed the air rifle at her chest. There was no time to wait. The quest timer was already running.

I pulled the trigger, aiming at Seol-hee’s chest.

-Tang.

“…Huh!”

But at that exact moment, something unexpected happened. All the 4S members bent at the waist to bow. If things had gone as planned, the pellet would have flown over Seol-hee’s lowered back. Fortunately, the air-rifle pellet drew a parabolic arc, curved slightly, and struck her head instead. With a dull “thunk,” the pellet bounced off to the side. The moment the pellet hit Seol-hee’s head, her body swayed and collapsed. It looked exactly like a doll that had been shot with an air rifle. The other members quickly supported Seol-hee’s suddenly limp body. Murmurs and worried voices from the students spread through the crowd. Seol-hee collapsing on stage drew quite a shocked reaction. The performance could no longer continue. The other 4S members helped Seol-hee off the stage and disappeared behind it.

Even though the notification window appeared before my eyes, it felt strangely unreal. In the distance, I could see Seol-hee and the members supporting her boarding a black van. Instead of leaving campus, the van began driving deeper into the school grounds—toward the male dormitory. The doll I had acquired by shooting her with the air rifle… was currently being delivered. Taeyoung’s disappointed voice came from beside me.

“Wow… I waited four hours for that… and it’s over after three minutes…”

He looked pretty let down. But that wasn’t something a dog needed to worry about. I spoke to Taeyoung.

“Taeyoung, I’m heading back.”

“Hyung, you’re leaving already? At least stay for the cheerleading.”

“Nah, it’s fine.”

Cheerleading performance. Normally I would have definitely stayed to watch. Pretty freshmen from each department paired with the seniors chosen last year, working hard on their routines. But right now, that was the last thing on my mind. In my dormitory room, Seol-hee was waiting for me. To perform “fan service”… My heart was already pounding. Just seeing Seol-hee in person from the front row of the concert had been moving enough, but now my favorite idol was waiting for me in my dorm room.

“Got it, hyung. I’ll come back later.”

Leaving Taeyoung behind, I started walking toward the male dormitory. But I couldn’t control my pounding heart, so after only a few steps I broke into a full sprint. The tents and female students who had come to enjoy the festival no longer caught my attention. My breathing grew rough from running at full speed, yet I didn’t stop, pushing until my heart felt like it would burst. When I reached the hill where the male dormitory stood, the black van I had seen earlier was parked right in front of it. If my guess was correct, Seol-hee was probably already inside my room waiting for me. The rest of 4S was likely waiting in that black van for Seol-hee’s “fan service” to finish so they could take her back.

I passed the black van and entered the male dormitory. Taking the stairs two at a time, I rushed up to my room on the third floor. By the time I stood in front of the iron door, my hands were trembling slightly. Seol-hee. She was inside this room right now, waiting for me. Suppressing my racing heart, I slowly opened the iron door.

-Creak.

“Hah!”

When I opened the door, Seol-hee was standing in the entrance of the dormitory room, looking exactly as she had on stage moments ago. She had apparently just entered as well; her back was turned toward me. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Soon Seol-hee sensed my presence and turned around. When our eyes met, she greeted me with her usual bright, energetic smile.

“Hello~?”

A pure, childlike smile. A youthful face. Platinum-blonde hair she had dyed for this 4S activity. Her tall 177 cm frame and near-perfect beautiful figure. Seol-hee. An existence created through the blood, sweat, and tears of people in the idol industry. She was a work of art that had maximized beauty and charm. And Seol-hee’s body… was covered in sweat. She must have sweated quite a lot while dancing on stage earlier. I froze in place at the sight of her. Seeing me like that, Seol-hee spoke from the doorway.

“Sorry, but could I borrow some scissors? I need to remove the tape from my shoes…”

Following her words, I lowered my gaze to Seol-hee’s feet. I hadn’t been able to see clearly from far away on stage, but up close I could tell her high heels and smooth feet were secured with transparent tape. That was probably why she could dance in high heels without any problems—because the tape kept the heels from slipping off during intense choreography. I looked at the high heels Seol-hee was wearing. The heels were at least 10 cm tall, and they had platforms in the front as well. Jet-black shoes with a glossy shine that left her insteps exposed. Because the heels were so high, her ankles were beautifully arched. The transparent tape binding those shoes to Seol-hee’s insteps was also visible. High heels that emphasized the beauty of her leg lines to the fullest. I raised my gaze again and spoke to Seol-hee.

“Hah… you don’t have to… hah… take your shoes off… hah… just come inside the room… hah…”

“Huh… really?”

My breathing was still rough from running earlier. Calming my ragged breaths, I told her she could keep her heels on and come inside. Seol-hee looked puzzled, but eventually walked into the room still wearing her high heels.

“Hah…”

Watching Seol-hee walk into the room with her back to me while wearing her school uniform made my heart pound even harder. Meanwhile, Seol-hee, who had reached the center of the dormitory room, turned to face me. She bowed her head once more and greeted me.

“Hello~ I’m Seol-hee from 4S. Thank you for always supporting us~”

I wasn’t listening to her words. My eyes were fixed on her ample chest, visible through the tight school-uniform shirt. A lewd smile formed on my lips on its own. I felt like a spider staring at a butterfly caught in its web. I admired the sight of Seol-hee straightening up again. The tall Seol-hee stood in the center of my room wearing high heels. Platinum-blonde long hair. A youthful face that had just turned twenty. A pure, childlike smile. A long, beautiful neck like a deer’s. Ample breasts that looked ready to burst the buttons of her white school-uniform shirt. A slim waist exposed beneath the short shirt. Hip lines clearly outlined by the clinging school-uniform skirt. And beneath that skirt… long, beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. High heels that emphasized those leg lines to the maximum. She looked like a goddess who had descended from the heavens. Seol-hee’s sweat-drenched body gave off a lewd scent. While I was admiring her figure in the school uniform, I unconsciously clenched my molars.