Chapter 377
Chapter 377
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 377
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (15)
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"Vice President... Hnng, ahh..."
The moment I got back to the dorm and locked the door, I started masturbating while fantasizing about having sex with the Vice President. With a new goal of showing him my changed self, I was more motivated than usual.
"Haah, aaah... Haaang..."
If I masturbate like this, I'll get way sexier, right? Trusting the Vice President's lessons completely, I pleasured my pussy to grow. Then I imagined the pillow was him and mounted it, shaking my hips like crazy.
"Vice President... Haah, it's touching..."
"...Pervert."
"Eung... Feels good?"
But unlike the Vice President, the pillow had no cock, leaving my pussy feeling incredibly empty. The bed creaked and rocked hard, but instead of pleasure, only frustration built up. In my imagination, I climaxed, but in reality, I just felt hollow and disappointed.
...Do I really need the Vice President for this?
I wanted to relive that feeling from yesterday... but it was so hard alone. That's why I needed him... That old geezer had no sense at all. At this point, should I sneak over and beg to borrow his cock?
I was pondering on the bed when an unexpected guest knocked.
-Knock knock knock
"Eun-a, can we talk for a sec?"
It was Jinhee unnie.
***
"Eeeeeh? Really?!"
"You're crazy, unnie! That Vice President is giving you acting lessons?! Huge news! So you're doing acting now too, unnie? Wow... You're so lucky!"
"Congrats, unnie."
"Hehe... Thanks, girls."
Jinhee unnie had gathered the members and dropped some 'weird news.' She said she'd gotten 'acting lessons' from the Vice President—a total absurdity. He said he had no time and stopped my lessons... but now he's giving her private ones? Idiot, it's obviously a lie.
I boldly called her out.
"...Liar."
"Huh? No, it's true! I even talked to Siwoo oppa about it. It overlaps with our comeback timing a bit... but even if I don't pass the audition, he'll teach me the basics this time."
"Huh."
But unnie was stubborn. She even dragged Siwoo oppa into it to make her lie more believable. Did she think the members would buy it? It was surprisingly childish of her.
"Lucky... I wanna act too. Actress is a dream, ehehe."
"Yuki, your pronunciation sucks, so no."
"Eeeh?! Better than Ciel-chan's English?"
"W-what?! I speak English fine!"
"Pfft... Confidence-wise, maybe Ciel-chan's the best..."
"What's that reaction?! Wanna get hit?"
"Waaah, Eunha unnie! Ciel-chan's bullying meee!"
What was this? Were they all idiots? Yuki, Ciel, even smart Eunha—they all fell for Jinhee unnie's words hook, line, and sinker. It was such an obvious lie if you thought about it, but their innocence let her fool them.
Ugh... I had to snap out of it at least.
To end this nonsense, I challenged unnie.
"...Pr-proof?"
"Huh? Proof? Well... this counts as proof, right? The audition script for three months from now."
"Huh."
But for some reason, she had proof. D-does that mean she's telling the truth...? Wait, so he really agreed to give her lessons? My mind went blank, and my legs wobbled.
N-no way...
I wanted to deny it, but the evidence right there made it impossible. I hated admitting it, but with the script in hand, I had to accept her words. His 'no time' excuse was a lie. He'd actually ditched me.
Staring at the script in unnie's hand, I hung my head limply.
"U-unnie? You okay?"
"H-hey, unnie! You're pale!"
"What do we do! Are you sick?"
"Period."
"Oh."
"I'm heading in first."
I made an excuse and returned to my room, collapsing onto the bed.
My head was still a mess, making it hard to even breathe.
The Vice President... chose unnie over me. Such a bitter reality. The thought of being abandoned brought tears to my eyes. I'd tried so hard... but apparently, I didn't seem reliable in his eyes.
I just wanted his praise...
Was that so much to ask?
The untalented one ends here, time to switch to someone with potential. Did he think that? My heart sank. Maybe to the Vice President, I wasn't that important... just some replaceable thing.
But he was really important to me.
"Annoying."
So I grabbed my smartphone and called the Vice President.
Dare that old geezer... try to ditch me?
Liu Bei from Romance of the Three Kingdoms said something like: I might abandon the world, but the world can't abandon me. And I'd say: I might abandon the Vice President, but he can't abandon me.
Not sure if that's exactly what Liu Bei said, but I meant it.
-Click
[Hey, stop bothering me!]
But... what the hell?
I clearly called the Vice President, but some unknown woman picked up.
***
[The Vice President's... Urp, with the acting team... You clueless bitch!]
"?"
[If you've learned enough, just fuck off... Ugh, urgh... Calling at this hour? No manners at all? Huh? Did your team lead teach you that?]
"Who is this?"
[Me? You don't know me? I'm Han Jiyeong! The actress under the Vice President, Han Jiyeong!]
A voice reeking of booze. Out drinking? The noisy background suggested he wasn't alone with her. Good for now. Relieved, I racked my brain for who Han Jiyeong was.
And soon remembered.
The bitch who was rude to me before.
Wait, she's my junior.
Having grasped the situation, I gave my precious junior some valuable advice.
"What the fuck, you crazy bitch."
[...Cr-crazy bitch? You just cussed me out?!]
"You debuted March last year, right? I debuted December the year before."
[Uh... Uhhh?]
"Wow, world's changed. Juniors talk down to seniors now."
[What?!]
"Clueless bitch? Use respect."
[..........]
"Hey, don't play dumb."
[..........]
"Don't you know the Vice President hates rude bitches most? Want me to tell him? Han Jiyeong's a total rude cunt?"
[Ah... N-no.]
"Fuck, you need it spelled out."
[S-sorry.]
The junior-training method I learned from Jinsu oppa worked great. Mix in some cursing from what I overheard, and Han Jiyeong shut up fast. She didn't seem inherently bad since she straightened up quick.
But... why didn't it feel satisfying?
After unloading, my gloom vanished. That's why Jinsu oppa nagged juniors every chance. I used to think it was ugly, but now I get it. From now on, even if they curse, I'll let it slide.
"You... watch it. One more tantrum at me, and you're done."
[Yes... I'll be careful...]
"Tch... Why're you answering? Where's the Vice President?"
[He stepped out... so I...]
"Crazy, are you his girlfriend? Why guard his spot."
[Th-that's... Ahh...]
"Whatever, when the Vice President comes back..."
[Who is it? Ga-eun?]
"......"
[Why the long face? Huh? Ah, talk later. I'll hand over first. Hey, hello? Ga-eun?]
"Sniff..."
[Huh? You crying?]
"Hanging up."
[W-wait. Hey, Han Jiyeong! Did you bully Ga-eun?!]
I'd felt refreshed... but hearing the Vice President's voice soured it again. After ditching me, acting all caring? Staying on would make me cry for no reason, so I hung up quick and dove under the covers.
-Vrrr
-Vrrr
But ignoring calls would be rude...
Sighing, I answered his call with trembling hands. Weirdly, Han Jiyeong apologized to me. Promised never again... Whatever, fine? I mumbled agreement, and he took the phone back.
[Ga-eun, you okay?]
"...Yes."
[Sorry about Jiyeong. She got drunk and misspoke.]
"Got it. No problem."
[Thanks.]
"Yeah."
[Umm... So what's up?]
"......"
[Ga-eun?]
"Jinhee unnie... you're giving her lessons."
[Oh, that?]
"...Hmph, no time my ass, found some now?"
[No, it's... That audition prep was eating my time. But Jinhee fits the role better than the others. So I decided to coach her instead.]
"...Really?"
[Yeah. Think I'd lie to you?]
"No... You're not."
[Basics take a couple months, so review till then.]
"You'll... keep teaching me?"
[What's this, don't wanna?]
"...No."
[Then don't sulk over nothing and wait patiently till I'm free.]
"...I'm not sulking."
[Not sulking?]
"No."
[Hmm, suspicious.]
"Bye."
What... He didn't ditch me.
He just paused lessons, not quit... I overreacted. He's an old geezer, but not a bad guy. I almost tricked myself trying to doubt him.
Should've trusted him more... I'm the idiot.
As apology, I snapped a selfie and sent it, then resumed masturbating. But... nah, selfie was off, so I stopped, deleted the message.