Chapter 409
Chapter 409
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 409
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (47)
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Siwoo, who had been coordinating Citrus's comeback schedule, heard the chime of an alarm and paused his work to log into the N-Live homepage. Today was the day Yuki and Ciel streamed as usual. Anticipating their usual banter, Siwoo grinned as he scrolled through the community reactions.
A sense of superiority welled up in his chest. Feeling it swell, Siwoo sent encouraging texts to the two girls preparing for their stream. For regular fans, this kind of personal contact was a pipe dream, but as their managing producer, it was a piece of cake for him anytime.
[Hai! Got it! Eheh... We'll do our best today too!]
[(Rabbit clenching its fist emoji)]
[Oppa, enjoy the stream! :D]
[(Cat praying emoji)]
'Kuh... That's the stuff.'
Their replies brimmed with affection. Siwoo smiled contentedly upon reading them. Yuki and Ciel's bond levels weren't even halfway to max yet, but the two already treated him like family.
So if they hit stage 4, then stage 5...
It could evolve beyond mere producer-idol relations into something more—like that electric tension between two people. This wasn't just wishful thinking on his part. Eun-ah and Jin-hee had already started leaning on him once they reached stage 3. Thinking of them made it feel entirely plausible.
That was why Siwoo treasured raising his idols' bond levels above all else.
And if they didn't stop at 5 but the whole Citrus group reached 6... He could break away from GSB, start his own agency. As Siwoo dreamed of that blissful future, the N-Live broadcast finally kicked off.
[Hey everyone, hi~! Did you all have a good two weeks?]
[Hi hi~! Hope you did! I believe it!]
'...Yuki?'
But something was off about Yuki today.
Maybe because of that unresolved worry of hers, she couldn't focus like usual. She forced her energy up, pretending everything was fine, but as her producer, he could tell. Yuki was anxious for some reason.
[So then, guess what unnie said? Pfft... Ah, hilarious.]
[Hey, hey! Don't laugh before finishing!]
[Ahaha, hahaha! Haa... Can't say it, it's too funny~!]
Confirming it, Siwoo felt a strange thrill.
Yuki laughed out loud while furtively glancing around at the audience. That fragility, so unlike her usual sunny self... it excited him. Seeing perpetually cheerful Yuki trembling in fear struck him as intensely erotic.
[Th-that's why~! I didn't! Wrong, total misunderstanding!]
[Feels right though? You snuck pudding without us, didn't you?!]
[No I didn't! Hmph, not talking to Ciel anymore!]
And that collarbone, those thighs, those lips.
Today, Yuki—a girl he'd only seen as a kid—looked like a full-fledged woman. Every part of her that he'd overlooked before now screamed allure. How had he missed it? She was already plenty mature.
-Gulp
Unable to hold back any longer, Siwoo locked his door and got to comforting himself.
Citrus succeeds, bonds hit 7, Yuki secretly calls him out and confesses. He nods, she tears up, strips in front of him.
Their first night begins.
But the other members at 7 catch them, turning it into an orgy... In the end, united in desire, they emigrate to a country where polygamy's legal and live happily ever after.
...That was today's fantasy.
"Huuu... Handling all five at once won't be easy..."
After finishing up and cleaning himself, Siwoo reflected. It was just a fantasy for now, but far from impossible. Stack those bond levels diligently, and that future was within reach.
"Should I stock up on stamina pills beforehand?"
With that, he turned his thoughts back to Yuki's dilemma.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. To complete his Citrus harem... solving Yuki's issue came first. Only then could he live the alpha male life, getting blowjobs from them all.
"Haaa... Churp, chuuup... Hnng, haa... So tasty..."
"Uh, unnie... Is this really tasty?!"
"Guys love hearing that dick tastes good."
"Ah..."
"But doesn't it taste better than you thought?"
"Unnie?!"
"Ciel, you're savoring it while sucking too."
"N-no! I just like the smell... N-not that..."
"Oh?"
"N-no! I said no! Did I not say no?!"
"Heh, you love my boyfriend's dick smell that much?"
"Eek... Not talking to you anymore, unnie! Hnng... Churp, chuup... Haaa..."
Ciel pouted as she sucked my cock. At the start of these lessons, she'd sworn never to do blowjobs no matter what... but constant gaslighting and Eun-ah's coaxing had her fully under my thumb now.
"Haaa... This is supposed to be a lesson... Eek, hn... Churp, puh... Totally ridiculous."
Two digits worth of blowjobs already?
We hadn't done full sex yet, but at this point, calling her fallen wasn't an exaggeration. Showing her Eun-ah and me fucking, plus steady telekinesis teasing on her nipples and clit—it had paid off.
"Seriously... Haa, insane... Eut, hnng... Haa, churp... Chuuuup..."
Without prompting, Ciel started masturbating again. I stroked her head, then signaled Eun-ah. She lay back on the lesson room sofa, legs spread invitingly. Naturally, her pussy was already soaked.
"Ah, hnng... Now with unnie... th-that?!"
"Yeah, stop masturbing and get on the pillow, Ciel."
"Th-this isn't masturbation! It's... Uwut, okay..."
"Or wanna join in?"
"Y-yes?!?!"
"Eun-ah said sex-friend level is fine."
"No, that's..."
"Vice prez. My pussy's drying up. Hurry and fuck me."
"Got it."
"Uh... Eut..."
Another week, and Ciel would spread 'em herself. Her curiosity made her an easy mark from the start. Plus, Eun-ah doted on her, no jealousy—just smooth sailing.
Or rather, Eun-ah had egged her on first. "You can kiss while watching the vice prez get blown"—that's how she'd dragged Ciel in. Thanks to that, I'd built a mini-harem effortlessly.
"Haaaang... Eut, hnng... Haa, feels so good..."
"Unnie, hng... Unnieee... Haa..."
So now, all that remained was "training Yuki" and "harem integration."
And neither was particularly tough.
After the stream, back at the dorm, Yuki pulled out the dildo and practiced blowjobs on camera. Her mouth was rougher than expected, but she followed orders—meaning she was basically done. Harem integration? Just sorting hierarchy with the trained girls. No need for me to sweat it.
So... time to get started.
Netori's completion means Siwoo suffers. Well, technically the protagonist, but same diff. To clear the mission, I needed to hit him with mental damage. Step one: flip Citrus's manager to my side.
'V-vice prez?! Th-this... S-sorry!'
'Nah, shit happens when you're around someone that much.'
'I'll take responsibility and quit, just please spare Eun-ha...'
'No, she's cool with it? Enjoy your love.'
'...Huh? R-really?'
'But I need a favor in return... You'll do it, right?'
Eun-ha wasn't my type anyway, no interest from the jump. Jin-su, secretly dating her behind everyone's back—once I had his weakness, I'd use "keeping your secret" to meddle in Citrus affairs bit by bit.
Vice president tagging along on schedules instead of the manager.
Bet that'd grind Siwoo's gears.
That's where I'd kick off the netori.
Leverage my position to clear waiting rooms, send out the girls flushed and panting... Rumors would fly. Imagining it already had me hard. Conquering heroines was fun, but watching the fallout—that's netori's real kick.
"Vice prez..."
"Ack! ...Eun-ah?"
"No daydreaming during sex."
"Ah... S-sorry..."
"Does my pussy feel good?"
"Hnng..."
"Then think only of my pussy during sex."
"A-afirmative."
"Good."
But Eun-ah was the exception. Pinch my nipple for zoning out once? This girl had that spunky charm—fun to watch in action.