Chapter 399
Chapter 399
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 399
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (37)
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Today, I headed to the practice room with a grin plastered on my face, eager for another romp with the vice president... but neither he nor Euna—who'd been getting fed up lately—were anywhere to be seen. I'd come right on time for my lesson, yet the VP was nowhere in sight.
Did something urgent come up?
With nothing else to do, I plopped down on the sofa and waited around blankly... Huh? What the...? My eyes caught the suspiciously messy state of the practice room. The sofa was all wrinkled, towels were damp, there was the obvious stench of hastily sprayed air freshener masked by a faint perfume.
"N-No way..."
Recognizing the familiar vibe, an unpleasant suspicion bubbled up in my mind.
The vice president and Euna... had just been doing that in here. It sounded ridiculous, but given how the room looked exactly like it did last night after the VP and I had sex...
Unfortunately, it wasn't just my imagination.
"Vice President..."
Come to think of it, things had seemed off.
The scent of the VP's cologne clinging to Euna's body. Impossible during a normal lesson. So, that "lesson on having the right idol mindset" she'd mentioned... was obviously a cheeky lie.
"Euna..."
She'd skipped the actual training and gotten all lovey-dovey... no, sticky with him instead. The VP was all business when it came to work, but with a pretty young idol like Euna throwing herself at him, it'd be weirder if he didn't cave. Especially since he's such a hopeless bachelor. Bet he froze up when she started stripping him down. I could picture his face as he grunted through a handjob.
'Ugh, Euna... stop! You're an idol, and I'm the vice president!'
'You're right. I'm an idol.'
'You're an idol, and I'm the vice president!'
'Yes. You're the vice president.'
'No, that's not—!'
'More importantly, want me to suck it?'
'Wha—?'
'Check.'
'I didn't answer, I— ngh.'
'If you cum, you're dating me.'
'W-Wait... slow down... ugh.'
The soft, squishy tongue of a girl lapping at his dick... that novel sensation would've made the VP blow his load in no time. Then Euna would've used it as an excuse to declare them lovers, all giddy. He'd try to calm her down and resist, but once she stripped naked, he'd lose his words... and she'd pounce, riding him on this very sofa, moaning as she claimed his virginity...
...What the hell kind of delusion is this?!
Lately, my fantasies have gotten filthier and more depraved. Getting turned on imagining the VP getting raped by Euna... even I'm not right in the head. Sure, he's a bachelor, but that doesn't mean he's a virgin. So probably consensual sex rather than...
-Bang!
"Whew, so tiring... Oh? Ah, Jinhee. You're here."
"Vice President! Where'd you... Huh? Did you just shower?"
"Yeah, Euna spilled an energy drink. What a mess."
"Aha! So that's what happened!"
I'd been on the verge of a more realistic fantasy when the VP returned to the practice room, hair still wet from a shower. I'd almost jumped to conclusions... but hearing him blame Euna put me at ease.
Of course. No way those two had sex.
It was all just my imagination.
"Hm? What was that?"
"Hehe, nothing!"
On the other hand, last night's sex was definitely not a fantasy. His massive cock that pierced my hymen and took my first time. Haa... it was huge. Euna might feel some bond with him, but the VP and I had gone way beyond that—we'd raw-dogged each other.
"Anyway... let's get started quick, you and me."
What face would Euna make if she knew? Hehe, imagining her pretty features crumpling up, I hummed a tune as I snuggled into the VP's arms. Sorry, Euna, but during lessons, I'm his girlfriend.
Everything was going smoothly. Gaeun was finally starting to grow as an idol, and Jinhee had awakened as a true leader. They'd faced crises but learned from their trial and error, maturing far beyond their debut days.
And it was all thanks to I Siwoo's perfect support.
Siwoo had effortlessly cured Gaeun's struggles with hate comments and Jinhee's depression with a single counseling session. His flawless handling earned their deep trust. And that trust fueled their dazzling growth.
This was the bond between an idol and her producer!
"Kuh... music to my ears."
Siwoo nodded in satisfaction, clapping his hands.
A bond meant they relied on him. It was like the idols countless fans dreamed of were dreaming of him. Before acquiring the "Producer's Eye" skill, he'd just been a run-of-the-mill road manager.
"This is life reversal right here."
Imagining top idol Gaeun begging him not to leave sent a thrill through Siwoo, who burst out laughing. He had no plans to leave, but he wanted them obsessed with him, bound by unbreakable bonds.
Which was why Siwoo wasn't satisfied yet.
His Citrus was still growing. For "I Siwoo's Citrus" to be on everyone's lips, their current fame was way too low. So the second album activities starting in a few months had to deliver big results.
And Siwoo was confident.
Unlike the clueless vice president butting in amateurishly, Siwoo had the pro-level "Producer's Eye" skill. Under his guidance, the members were starting to shine with their unique idol personalities. Once their synergy exploded, Siwoo would become a legend in the industry...
...he was steeling himself for it when a translucent window popped up before Siwoo's eyes. An alert that Yuki had a worry.
"Not Ciel, but Yuki... has a worry?"
She'd always been so bright and cheerful, he figured she'd be hassle-free... but Yuki was a sensitive girl too. Like any teen going through puberty, she had her own troubles. Annoying as it was, here they came.
He grumbled about how to fix it this time, but a 'Worry Mark' wasn't all bad. Handle it right, and it could turn into a precious chance to get even closer, like with Gaeun or Jinhee.
"Hmmm, probably some obvious teen drama anyway?"
Yuki was already a free spirit, tough to rein in... but this could be his shot to give her some direction. Smiling at the thought, Siwoo headed to the practice room to meet her.
Born to hog all the love, Yuki harbored a dark hobby she couldn't share with the world: NTR. Blessed with enviable looks, she got off on stealing what others cherished and watching their reactions... a sinister thrill.
'Wh-Why...'
'But the one I like is Yuki! So, Yuki! Please, date me!'
'N-No... waaaah!'
Yuki discovered it in fourth grade. When her best friend's crush confessed to her instead, the wrecked look on her friend's face was adorable. From then on, she vowed to steal what others held dear.
'Sorry... starting today, I'm hanging with Yuki.'
'I-I like someone. Yuki from your class...'
'Yuki's such a sweet, pretty girl... what the hell is wrong with my daughter? Sigh.'
'First place goes to Yuki!'
Every time she saw friends discarded, dumped, compared, rejected, broken because of her, a electric rush coursed through Yuki. NTR was her life's fuel, her personal drug making her euphoric.
'Hey... I'm gonna be a K-pop idol!'
'Oh? Kay-chan wants to be an idol?'
'Yeah! I'm definitely becoming an idol and singing for the whole world!'
'......I'll cheer you on!'
And NTR had led her to her idol dream too.
'L-Liar... Why'd Yuki pass and I— sob, ugh... fail? Hic, ugh... huuuh, Yuki just tagged along, sob, Yuki... waaaaaaah!'
Her bestie—who'd awakened Yuki's true nature—clinging and sobbing as Yuki secretly snickered. That was Yuki's peak happiness... all for her friend's despair, she became an idol.
'When you come to Japan... let me know. I'll come cheer you on.'
But Kay was purely innocent, unlike Yuki. After venting, she sincerely rooted for Yuki. Yuki lost all interest in idols right then and nearly quit.
'Yeah, Citrus is my last shot. I'll make it big here and sing for the fans!'
Then, like fate's prank, the perfect target appeared for Yuki.
Citrus's leader, Jinhee.
Unlike Yuki's rushed idol prep, Jinhee had years of trainee grind. She was near-perfect... but that meant little room to grow. Making her prime prey Yuki could easily catch.
'We're in the same Citrus... so why?! Why are you the popular one... why?! I wanted to shine as an idol too, not just a nominal leader... sob, ugh...!'
Imagining Jinhee breaking down, Yuki set her new goal. She'd outshine everyone in Citrus for Jinhee. As planned, Jinhee grew insecure amid the members, her light dimming.
'Hehe, let's do our best today!'
'Whewww... yeah, I'll work harder!'
'Ahh, so close! Teacher, one more try!'
But then... Jinhee changed. Suddenly bright and healthy again, like when they'd first met. Overnight, she became a real leader, more composed than ever. Sensing the crisis, Yuki realized: if this kept up, she would be the one losing to NTR, not Jinhee.