Chapter 382
Chapter 382
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 382
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (20)
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The Vice President's offer to teach me about adult love left me unable to respond right away. It was a far cry from the innocent flirtation between Woo-jae and Si-eun—a much stickier, more thrilling kind of romance. Could I really do that with the Vice President...? That uncomfortable thought held me back.
Up until now, I'd been acting with my face hidden...
But from now on, that wouldn't be possible.
I'd inevitably have to engage in even more intense physical contact than before... And I didn't have the confidence to do that with the Vice President. Hugging while facing each other, kissing, and then... Ah, no. Just imagining it made my stomach churn.
'Well, I'm not forcing you. As you know, it involves... those kinds of things. So I'll leave it up to you, Jin-hee.'
'......Y-Yes.'
'Think it over during the weekend and let me know on Monday.'
'Understood...'
But if I wanted to grow as an actress... I couldn't let this opportunity slip away. The lessons had started out of unease, but look how that turned out—I'd been called a genius. The Vice President's advice about gaining realism through experience had been spot on.
"Hoo... What should I do?"
Learning about adult love would surely be a huge help if I could manage it...
Sigh, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find an answer.
The main reason was my worry about whether I could immerse myself with the Vice President. What if I started the lessons but couldn't get into it? If I forced a kiss and only felt disgust... That wouldn't be adult love; it'd be the foolish blunder of an idiot!
If I could achieve results, even unpleasant experiences could become fertilizer for my growth... But if it was meaningless, it'd just leave me disgusted. That's why fear paralyzed me, leaving me unable to make any choice.
"Ughhh, seriously, what do I do..."
Growth as an actress versus memories as a woman.
Torn between the two, I ended up greeting Monday without reaching any conclusion.
"Jin-hee. The team leader's looking for you. Head up to the third floor."
And just like that... a savior appeared for my dilemma. Lee Si-woo, Citrus's producer. Si-woo oppa. Maybe asking him would give me an answer? With that hope, I headed up to the meeting room on the third floor.
"......Really?"
"Yeah, you're the lead, Jin-hee."
"I-Is that okay?"
"What? Of course it is. You're part of Citrus."
"B-But..."
"Jin-hee, Euna might be the center for the second album... but you're Citrus's leader and the real core member. I'm going to make that clear... in this music video."
"......Really?"
"Some people say you lack presence... but that's just because you've been sacrificing yourself for the other members, right? I'm going to let everyone know. This is the kind of leader Jin-hee is—that's why Citrus can keep going."
"Si-woo oppa..."
Before I could even consult him on my worries... I heard shocking news. In this album's music video, styled like a short film, I'd be taking the lead role... Wonderful news.
Ahh... This must all be thanks to the Vice President, right?
She'd been praising my acting to everyone she met... It must have reached Si-woo oppa's ears. Otherwise, how could I land the music video lead?
The Vice President really was a cheat key.
"Anyway, keep that in mind... I'll let you know when the script's ready, so wait for it."
"Hehe, got it."
"And... if there's anything you don't understand during the reading, come find me anytime."
"......Ah, y-yes!"
Hmm... He probably means I should go to the Vice President if I have questions? Looks like Si-woo oppa misspoke... But I got the gist. Imagining doing the reading with the Vice President, I nodded to show I understood.
"By the way, Jin-hee, do you have some worries?"
"...Y-Yes?"
"You looked pale earlier. So... if you need to talk to someone, even if it's me, go ahead. I'll help however I can. I'm your producer."
"Ah... Ahaha, it's just..."
Ah, here it comes.
Si-woo oppa's consultation time.
Ever since before debut, he'd sense my troubles like a ghost and offer advice. He was sharp back then, and still was now. But... I couldn't spill everything, could I? I couldn't say I had to do something like dating the Vice President.
So I cautiously shared the summarized version of my dilemma that I'd prepared on the way up.
"Hmm... Jin-hee."
"Yes..."
"Remember what I said when I brought you to GSB?"
"......You can't do anything without trying?"
"Right. Same goes now. You might fear failure, but if you don't even try, you gain nothing. But if you challenge yourself, even failure brings gains. So... push through the fear and give it a shot."
"Effort..."
"Yeah, and you have someone by your side who believes in you and cheers you on. Even if you fall, that person will help you back up. So muster some courage."
"......Someone who believes and cheers me on."
"Yeah, you know who I mean without me saying, right?"
"......Yes!"
Yeah, what's there to be scared of?
I have 'that person'.
Someone with the status and power to cross any line... but never has. Surprisingly caring despite his looks... and even more capable than he appears. And above all, someone who truly believes in and supports the idol Yoo Jin-hee.
The Vice President.
Yes, with the Vice President, I'll be fine.
Even if my attempt to learn adult love ends in failure, he'll turn it into something meaningful. He'll make it a stepping stone for growth. From watching him by my side for over a month, I know... that's the kind of person he is.
My cheat key.
Thanks to Si-woo oppa... I realized this obvious truth.
Lee Si-woo smiled brightly upon seeing the 'worry mark' vanish from Jin-hee. This should deepen their bond even more, right? Lately, he'd felt pointless irritation toward the Vice President... but at least today, he could start the day on a high note.
Securing the music video lead for her, and giving apt advice. With those two things, Si-woo had earned Yoo Jin-hee's trust. At least, that's what he thought. Proof was her smile at the mention of a cheering supporter.
His lips twitched in delight at how their minds aligned.
Even if the Vice President was butting into production cluelessly, there was a solid bond between Si-woo and the Citrus members. A sticky affection and trust that couldn't form from just a couple months of lessons. That was the difference between him and the Vice President.
Well, I get that the Vice President is trying for Citrus... but still, it's my Citrus. So please read the room. Don't impose your own style arbitrarily.
Si-woo inwardly criticized the Vice President once more as he rose from his seat. Comeback was right around the corner—no time to slack. For his vision of the perfect second album, there were countless details to handle.
Is there a limit to endurance...? Is that what they mean?
My panties soaked through the moment I thought of the Vice President.
Isn't this some kind of illness?
I grew anxious over how strangely responsive my pussy had become—it even startled me. My pussy, no longer satisfiable by fingers alone, had started rebelling on its own. They'd said holding back too long is bad for the body... For my health, shouldn't I borrow the Vice President's cock?
It was a perverted thought, but purely for health reasons.
But because I'd made some pointless promise, I couldn't go to him.
So I called the Vice President.
Just hearing his voice should be safe.
A brilliant rule break.
[Hello?]
"Vice President."
[Hey, Eun-ah. What's up this late?]
"Help me out a bit."
[What? Suddenly?]
"Yeah, suddenly."
[O-Okay... What is it? How can I help?]
"Act with me."
[Act? What kind?]
"Sex."
[.........Eun-ah?]
"The Vice President who's horny for me is about to ravish me from now on. Got it?"
[No, I don't?]
"Kyaa. Pervert. Don't do this. Ahng. Haang."
[Eun-ah... I'm analyzing a script right now. No time for jokes.]
"I'm not joking."
[......What?]
"I haven't been able to come over the past few days. I feel like I'm dying."
["Haven't been able to come" what...? No, Eun-ah, you?!]
"Help me. This is your fault."
[What do you even...]
"I'm serious. Please."
[Haa... So, you want phone sex or something?]
"Ah, so this is phone sex. Yes, do phone sex with me."
[.........]
"Vice President... Don't you want to phone sex with me?"
[Haa...]
"I'll do well."
[Alright... Fine, I'll help.]
"Nailed it."
[But don't ask anyone else for this.]
"Roger."
In truth, it was a vague request. My fingers would still be the ones touching my pussy. No guarantee his voice alone would make me cum.
But... feeling like he was right there would make immersion easier than fantasizing alone, right? So maybe, with luck, I could climax... That's what I hoped. And they say you can't achieve anything without trying. Using that lesson as my mirror, I threw a tantrum at the Vice President.
[Eun-ah, haa... From the first time I met you, I've wanted to... pound you like this.]
"Whoa..."
[Your virgin pussy that knows no man, huu... I wanted to deflower it.]
"Ooh..."
And... his acting was so good, it worked. It felt like real sex with the Vice President, and finally, my pussy started satisfying itself. My first phone sex was a total success.
[You've just been raped.]
"Ah, wait. That's not it. Breaks immersion."
[Ah, sorry... The script I was analyzing is this...]
"Not that. Make it more vulgar, like porn."
[O-Okay...]
"Mix in some realistic dirty talk. You're too gentle right now."
[Got... it.]
Phone sex with the Vice President... I was already getting addicted.