Approach (7)

Joanna teared up, perhaps grateful that I hadn't lost my temper and had made such a romantic proposal to meet again in five years.

"Thank you so much, Haesol! Letting you go would be the biggest mistake of my life."

If you know that, then don't cheat and come back to me quietly. I knew it was hypocritical of me, but I still wasn't magnanimous enough to hand her over to some other guy.

"It's not like we're breaking up. We're just letting our ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠love age like fine wine for five years. The longer it ferments, the better it gets. Especially with our country's cuisine."

I decided to let my special feelings for Joanna mature in the same way.

Listening to me, Joanna suddenly pounced.

"Mmmph! Chu! Smack!"

"Nngh... Chu... Smack."

We kissed until our lips swelled. Knowing we had to part soon made every minute, every second with her feel precious. We clung to each other, rolling around on the bed, unwilling to let go, sharing breaths.

"Hng... Hn...!"

Tears streamed from Joanna's eyes as we kissed.

"I'm happy we don't have to break up completely, but it makes me anxious thinking about how much greater you'll be in five years."

"Joanna, you're amazing too. I'm the one dizzy at the thought of being apart from you for five years. Don't even glance at other guys. I'm super jealous."

"Hmph! Are you being cute? Keep that up, and I won't be able to leave."

That day, we didn't have sex anymore. We'd gone at it so intensely at the start that our lust had burned out. Our vibe was so warm and cozy, it was hard to believe we were about to separate.

We should've spent more time like this from the beginning.

Chatting with her, I realized we'd both shortchanged each other on time. Talking with Joanna was pure joy. If we'd done this sooner, would she have decided to leave? Probably not. She called it her mistake, but I was just as guilty.

This is it! Exactly what I need.

I'd finally found the perfect item for me. There were categories, but the effects varied wildly within them, making it hard to search. As a thirsty man, I had no choice but to scour diligently, and my bloodshot eyes paid off—I'd discovered the perfect gift for Joanna.

The usage was simple too. Just needed a strand of her hair.

"Wouldn't be bad to hand these out to all the girls."

I trusted my women, but not the guys around them. They were so stunning that even in a world where men didn't hit on women, I couldn't relax. They ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were pregnant now, so I felt safe, but Jua noona especially needed caution.

She's planning to act, and she's gorgeous.

Speaking of acting, Minyeong noona came to mind. Back when she was filming daily, she'd suck me off once a day. Hooked on my semen, she'd crossed the line, shoving a thermos at me asking if I could fill it right there.

Thinking it was all good, I obliged, but then chills ran down my spine. I laid down the law: once a week max for junkie Minyeong noona. She nearly died ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠protesting. I knew quitting cold turkey was tough, but asking for a thermos fill? Too much! My cum isn't soda!!

I didn't comfort her sobbing. She's still sulking, but texts me faithfully. Cute girl.

She's endured long enough—maybe feed her once?

Quitting abruptly wouldn't work, so I'd space it out, gradually increasing doses. More cum would just deepen her addiction anyway.

As I grabbed my phone to schedule with Minyeong noona, Manager noona called.

"Hello?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry to bug you while you're resting."

"What's up?"

"Jeki's not picking up. So I called you. Who's at the dorm?"

"Dunno exactly. Why? Need everyone?"

"Nah, not all. You guys can relay. But come to the company."

"Bad news?"

"No! Amazing news. Things are falling into place perfectly. Curious ones, come over. I'll be waiting. It's good to know ahead."

"Got it. But it won't take long, right? Got a date with a friend."

"Just hurry up, punk. My mouth's itching to spill!"

What could make her this excited? I went to the living room, rounded up the guys at home, and gathered who wanted to go to the company. But they were all meh. Honestly, I was lazy too.

Kyungtae hyung and Jun were in foreign language class, Uyeon and Eungyu gaming.

"Jeki hyung crashed an hour ago after composing till dawn. Probably skipping."

"Yeah? Pass for him. Eungyu, you come with me."

"Ack! Why me?"

"Woo! Have fun, hyung!"

"Eungyu, quit gaming and get some air. You played all day yesterday too."

Uyeon gamed a lot too, but not like Eungyu. We donned caps and strolled the streets.

"Weird, huh? People don't stare when I'm with you."

"Huh? Really? I don't notice."

"Tested it solo. Walking here with Uyeon vs. you—stares differ hugely."

"You did that alone?"

The glasses' effect extended around me.

"Maybe that's why you grew up safe. Never kidnapped, right?"

"...Nope."

"Jealous. Wish I could learn it."

"Others know?"

"Not said ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠outright, but they sense it. We've been together ages."

"Ah! That's why Uyeon clings, wanting to tag along."

In crowds, members always dragged me along. Annoying as hell. Now I knew why, but no fix. Can't give everyone glasses or admit the special function.

"Super convenient with you."

"You punks."

Secretly using me for convenience? No more escorts.

Chatting with Eungyu, we reached the company quick.

"Noona~!"

"We're here."

"Oh, with Eungyu! Come in."

"What's up?"

"Your next activities."

"Huh? Already? Overseas takes time, right?"

Seniors paved infrastructure, but overseas prep was heavier. Language barriers risked disasters, so company was cautious.

"Investor went all out. Speeds up comeback."

"Investor? Why here suddenly?"

Investor, Melissa Kay. Not content with money, she helped multifaceted.

"Thought our overseas setup solid, but locals dwarf it. Realized we're far from majors. She linked us to a label—no foreigner discrimination."

"Contract imminent?"

"Yeah. We just say thanks. Connections are huge, plus learn know-how."

Complex details followed. Conclusion: smooth overseas path!

"Linked top overseas composer too. Jiwell Award, Billboard #1 regular producer! Know him? Jiwell!! You'll sing his song!"

"Whoaaa!!! Jiwell?! Insane!!!"

Eungyu's eyes bulged frog-like. I'd thought him clueless, so his reaction shocked me. Must be huge. Looked like a fish flopping.

"Hyung hyung hyung! Jiwell's Jeki hyung's role model."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Billboard #1 incoming? Epic! Should've been nicer meeting him! Tell the guys now."

"See? Mouth itching. Planned group tell, but couldn't wait, called you first. World stars soon."

Smiling at bouncing Eungyu and thrilled noona was brief. Drawer note nagged me.

Why this far? Not just investment.

Without the note, I'd rejoice like Eungyu. But I had it—clear sign of interest.

"Should thank investor properly?"

Personal thanks felt off—could signal openness. I schemed alternatives.

"Oh, good idea. Group thing."

"Obviously."

"You dreaded investor meet? Didn't mention fearing you'd hate."

"Seemed nice."

"Right?? Rep doesn't invest lightly! Means trustworthy."

Manager noona rushed to relay to rep.

"Jeki hyung'll love it. Heh!"

"You knew?"

"Jeki crushing on investor?"

"Yeah."

"Everyone probably."

True, obvious that day. Rep noticing? Trouble.

"First time seeing Jeki hyung that excited talking to anyone, gender aside. Stared lingeringly at end. Couldn't miss it. Felt bad he eyed rep, didn't ask. Hope he gets number next. Match well? She's rich, but our Jeki can handle!"

Group member crushing on my interested woman—drama potential! Cold sweat trickled down my spine.