Chapter 411
Chapter 411
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 411
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (49)
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Word had gotten around that something good had finally shown up after so long, so he'd come hoping for the best... but no dice. It was idols being idols, as expected. The two of them couldn't even tell if they were on stage or in front of a camera. Lee Sang-deok let out a sigh behind the director's back, thoroughly disappointed in Ga-eun and Ciel.
At least with him on the job, he could guarantee a baseline level of quality. But dragging around two girls who didn't know the basics of a photoshoot? No way he could pull off the results he wanted.
Just because they had pretty faces didn't mean they had it all. Did the director not get that?
Lee Sang-deok sighed repeatedly as he reviewed the shots they'd taken so far.
Ga-eun's face was actress-level stunning, and Ciel had that fresh, idol-specific charm. Any photographer would kill to put them in front of his lens... but for Lee Sang-deok, expressiveness mattered more than looks.
Yeah, like how Ga-eun was seducing everyone right now.
...Huh? W-wait a sec...
Was that... Ga-eun?
His interest in the shoot had completely fizzled out, but when Ga-eun returned from her break, Lee Sang-deok was hit with a massive shock. There she was, flashing that same fatal smile from the pre-shoot video. Right now, she outshone any celebrity with her intoxicating allure.
Could a single word really change her that much?
His shooting itch surged in an instant. He bolted to the camera like a madman. It didn't matter if you were a man... or any gender. Ga-eun's eye smile had everyone captive, and he was utterly lost in it, snapping away without thinking.
That was the moment the B-cut photo that would make Ga-eun a top star was born.
The blowjob had only ramped up their pent-up frustration... but all things considered, it was a resounding success. Eun-ah was in full heat, radiating female pheromones like crazy, while Ciel panted uncontrollably, unable to contain her excitement. Their transformation shifted the entire vibe on set, and everything went off without a hitch after that.
"One word... and they changed like this?"
The cameraman was all in now, the director wouldn't stop gushing, and the staff—pants hastily covered—couldn't tear their eyes off the girls, especially Ga-eun. The skeptical set had morphed into a pro-level production where everyone focused, and before long, the photoshoot wrapped successfully.
"Whoa... impressive as hell! The way you handle the girls... damn!"
"Director... who's that guy?"
"Ugh, you in the biz and you don't know GSB's VP?"
"GSB? Oh... the Actor Collector?"
"Yeah, that's me. The Actor Collector."
"Oh, shit... sorry, kid's got skills but no manners... ahem. Hey, I'll fill you in later—go wrap things up."
"Y-yes, sir."
So that's why he was sucking up so hard—he knew my rep. Explains why he didn't blow up at their pre-break antics. Still, he'd been sneaking glances my way, half-doubting the idol manager gig... but now he's seen the light, right?
Reputation-building was part of the NTR process; couldn't slack on it. Nailing reactions here would expand my turf. Bit by bit, getting involved with Citrus would get a rise out of Siwoo, so tending to these details was key.
"Hahaha. They're MZ and YOUNG—easy on the eyes, that's all."
"Ah... hahaha, right! MZ! YOUNG! You get it!"
"Hahaha! I live young myself."
"Hahaha... uh, VP?"
"Yeah?"
"So... what brings you here...?"
"Oh, I'm Citrus's manager."
"What?!"
"We're that serious about Citrus for the VP to handle management."
"Ooh... makes sense. Idols live or die by album two. Smart move. With you around, no one's pulling shady shit. And you handle the girls like pros. Damn, classic GSB—meticulous."
"Hahaha. Thanks for the kind words."
"Just facts! Ahaha!"
This should do it. After wrapping small talk with the director, I grabbed the still-horny duo and left the set. Staff sighs of regret trailed us, but I ignored them clean.
Regretful? Tough shit. What're you gonna do about it?
Unless you're jerking to fantasies of Eun-ah and Ciel—what can you even do?
After shutting down the creeps swapping dirty talk about them, I gripped the wheel for the promised reward. Then... I pulled into a quiet alley, checked around, and unbuckled.
"Here?"
"Yeah."
"No romance."
"What?"
"...Hmph."
Eun-ah clearly wanted a crowd... but a rocking van's too risky. For depraved NTR like today's, some restraint was needed.
Scandal hits and the group's done? No 'Citrus comeback stage with creampied pussies'—the hot, fun NTR. So tightrope thrill 'til then.
"Haa... haaht, ungh..."
But... does she think no one's noticing?
Post-round one, I called out Ciel secretly masturbating in the back. Time to conquer her—show her the taste of cum. Fellatio? She's done it a few times... cleanup blowies too, right? Handing my dick to Ciel, I dove into a deep kiss with Eun-ah.
Ciel hesitated forever before tentatively taking me in.
Lee Siwoo, who'd gotten a photo from his buddy cameraman, lost it—screaming and raging. He'd just learned the VP—not manager Park Jin-su—had tagged along to Citrus's photoshoot today.
The VP, volunteering as manager for Citrus's success.
What kind of bullshit was this?
His head boiled with disbelief as his trembling hands fired a warning at Park Jin-su: report everything to him from now on, superior's order.
[Sorry... thought it was cleared beforehand...]
[You still should've checked with me!]
[Sorry. I'll be careful from now on.]
Of course... the VP doing manager work wasn't impossible. But warn him first! Even as VP... different domains... this was overreach! Fuming at being ignored, Siwoo glared at the photo.
Ga-eun's seductive gaze at the camera.
[Your VP's no joke?]
His friend's hype about the VP's producing changing her.
Uninvited meddling pissed him off enough, but praise for that asshole? Curses unavoidable. Citrus was his Citrus... the VP was sabotaging it. Lessons without notice, now stealing management. Siwoo couldn't ignore him anymore.
[Jinhee, come up for a sec?]
Time to seriously guard against the VP.
Calling Jin-hee to the office was step one. Closest Citrus member to him, but naive—relying on the VP for her upcoming audition. Protect her first. Make sure she didn't depend on him... make her hate him.
"...What? The VP... went to the shoot?"
"Yeah... obvious, right? Probably just ogled Eun-ah and Ciel all day. That's his type. Pervert peeking up skirts. Yeah, no way trash like that changed in a year. So watch out, Jinhee. Might have lesson skills, but he's a lech inside. Mess up, and he'll ruin you."
But that was Siwoo's blunder.
Jin-hee relied on the VP more than he thought.
"Isn't that too harsh?"
"Huh?"
"Calling the VP 'that fucker,' pervert? Was bro always that low-class?"
Badmouthing the VP in front of her tanked his own favor instead. Plus, hearing the VP was with Ga-eun behind her back had her pissed already. Poking that bear? Siwoo getting counterattacked was inevitable.
"N-no, I was just worried about you..."
"Disappointing. VP's way better—dozens of times—than you or Team Lead think. Judge inner worth, not looks."
"J-Jinhee?!"
"Gonna head out."
"Aah... aaaargh!"