Chapter 100
Chapter 100
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Expression Training
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Me... making this kind of face...?
Sua stared at me like I was utterly pathetic.
Her gaze was jabbing at my conscience, as if asking how many girls I'd devoured.
"...Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Not just me, but I figured you'd put your hands on other idols too... but I never imagined there'd be another one right here in Mafdu."
"Hey now, 'put my hands on'? Anyone overhearing would think I'm some total villain."
"Honestly, you did seem like a bad guy at first. You pressured me back when we first did it."
I vividly recalled the moment I took Sua's virginity.
She wouldn't spread her legs, so I scared her by saying the PDs would gang up on her from the bottom ranks and force her into a sex scandal to get airtime.
Though now, she serves my cock like it's her master and spreads her thighs wide open.
"Back then... you looked so damn tasty, but kept pulling away, so I just gave a little threat."
"Hmph. Now I kinda like oppa... Ahem. Now I think it's not so bad to have this kind of relationship, but back then, I was scared."
"Like? Rolling around with a guy like me must feel great, especially with all those sweet perks dropping your way, right?"
"N-Not particularly?!"
"Come on, kiss."
"...Mmwah."
Chu♡ Chu♡ Slurp...♡
As I leaned in, Sua's lips met mine, and we shared a sticky deep kiss for several seconds.
This was her honest heart.
"Sua... you're drooling so much? Was my tongue that delicious?"
"...Hah. Whatever...! So, who are the girls rolling around with Director oppa?!"
"Jealous now, huh? That's no good... We all need to get along."
"Keep teasing me, and I'll just leave!"
"Alright, alright. Well..."
I recommended Ayul and A-yeon, along with Dahyeon and Sihyeon.
I considered tossing in Yukika too, but she hadn't earned enough yet to join my women.
Looking back, these were the girls who'd moaned under me, but this lineup was a rainbow of charms—enough to make any guy's jaw drop on the spot.
I nodded to myself, feeling deeply satisfied.
"Jeez... you're grinning like you're so proud."
"Damn right I'm proud. You girls are my medals as a man."
"You can be so lustful sometimes. Sigh."
"Anyway, try gathering them once. Once they're together, bonding won't be hard."
"Sounds tough to me."
"Share reviews of my cock's performance to build some camaraderie..."
"Eat this instead!"
"Mmph?!"
Food got shoved into my mouth again, and after that, we chatted happily like lovers before parting ways.
*
"Hm..."
I tapped the steering wheel in the car, waiting for someone.
I'd arranged to meet Ayul, but that was just on my end—she was wary of me and reluctant to show up.
She hesitated a bit when I said it was important, but quickly hung up saying no.
Anyway, I'd sent the time and place via text, so now I just had to hope she'd come.
Even though she'd already blown past the appointed time by 10 minutes.
"Oh."
Just as I was about to give up hope, a sleek woman entered my view, drawing a gasp of admiration.
Ayul approached with her long hair swaying and a sullen expression.
It was clearly a pissy look, but to me, it just seemed adorably sulky.
Having ridden in my car before, she spotted me right away, opened the passenger door, and got in.
I smiled warmly, but she narrowed her eyes and said,
"What."
Her tone was icy.
To Ayul, I must look less like the guy pushing her forward and more like the creep who took her virginity as payment.
Her favorability was rock bottom.
I handed her the coffee I'd bought ahead of time and spoke up.
"Um... Ayul? You should at least say hi first."
"You expect a greeting from me? How shameless."
"Keep baring your teeth like that? You have no idea how much I adore you."
"Rapist. Trash. Perverted director. Don't act like you deserve thanks for plugging me. I'll never forget what you did."
Ayul glared at me without even taking the coffee.
Her arrow-sharp gaze, fierce with the belief that I'd defiled her.
"That hurts my feelings. During your grade evaluation, when you bombed the singing, I covered for you and gave you tons of screen time..."
"...Hmph! Who asked you to?"
"Okay, okay. Quit grumbling and take the coffee quick. My arm's getting tired."
"I'm not drinking it. It'll keep me up all night."
"Sleep... sleep, huh..."
She needs all-night facial expression training tonight... That's why I got the coffee...
"You really won't drink it? You'll regret it later."
"...? What... what now?! What are you planning?! Back then, on the stairs when you sexually assaulted me! You promised not to touch my body anymore, remember?!"
Oh. Right, I groped her tits and body while pretending to loosen her up.
The hasty promise I made when she was about to burst into tears came back to me now.
"...No, I got it for you to drink, but since you're refusing..."
"Hah... seriously..."
Ayul reluctantly took the coffee.
She sipped cautiously, glancing at me warily in case I'd pull something, and I confirmed it before hitting the gas.
"Gasp?! W-Where are we going?! Why start driving all of a sudden?!"
"Why else would you get in the car? We've got somewhere to be."
"Let me out! Right now!"
"Anyone'd think I was kidnapping you. Just sit still."
"I-I'm calling the cops!"
"Wanna head to the station? Stir up a scandal and get kicked off the show?"
"...! You're insane, disgusting!"
"It's a joke, calm down. Mafdu's ratings are high—what if fans recognize you? This is just me being considerate."
"That's not it! Where are we going and what for?!"
"To my place. To train you."
"...?"
Ayul's furrowed brows relaxed at the word "train."
After all her fussing, curiosity now flickered in her eyes as she looked at me.
"Tr-Training...?"
"Yeah. Idols need killer facial expressions, and yours suck right now. I'll fix it."
"I know, but even the trainers struggle with it. What makes you think you can?!"
Trainers? Guess the trainees got chummy and started calling them that.
Makes sense in Mafdu's teacher-student vibe.
But what those pros can't do, I can.
"You'll see when we get there."
With that, I flashed a lecherous grin.
"!! Suspicious! You're gonna pull some bullshit again! Ugh...! If you try anything to me..."
"Hm... effects haven't kicked in yet, huh..."
"...?!"
"Knew you'd flip out, so I loaded that coffee with drugs. You'll pass out soon... heh heh..."
"Ah... ahh..."
Ayul let out a terrified sigh.
She hugged her chest with her arms, squeezed her legs together, mimicking a woman on the brink of rape perfectly.
She never believes my normal words, but swallows crap like this hook, line, and sinker.
Do I really seem that trashy? Well,
"Just kidding."
"...Disgusting trash!"
I endured Ayul's punches the whole drive.
At my place, Ayul plopped onto the sofa like she knew the layout, crossing her legs and arms in defiance.
She wasn't about to yield an inch.
This girl's pride was sky-high—maybe even harder to conquer than A-yeon.
A-yeon at least bawled when I grabbed her hair...
Ayul's awkward expressions might stem from that ironclad pride refusing any fake smiles in public.
"So how exactly are you gonna train me? I'm busy—no time for wasting."
"Don't worry. You'll hear from the trainers right away that your acting's improved."
I scooted right up next to Ayul.
Our thighs touched.
Ayul tried to scoot away in horror, but I grabbed her shoulder, pinning her.
"Wh-What?! Don't touch me! We agreed no touching!"
"You were super tense during episode 1 filming, so I loosened you up."
"That was loosening me up?! You just groped me!"
"Either way, thanks to me, that sleek face of yours won over the viewers. Trust me once more."
"Trust you with wha—mmph?!!"
I planted a kiss on those thin, soft lips.
Her mouth was open mid-sentence, so slipping my tongue inside was easy.
"Mmph!! Mmm, mmm!!! Uuummph!!!"
Ayul flailed, arms pinned as I stole her kiss.
Her sharp lashes trembled wildly, heart pounding so hard her breaths came in heavy gasps.
The more she did, the more her breath melted into my tongue—pure bliss.
Chu♡ Slurp♡ Smooch...♡
The wet, sticky sounds echoed as I watched her face flush deep red before finally releasing her.
"Pwah!!! *Cough cough*! *Hack*! *Ptoo*! *Ptoo*!!"
Ayul hacked violently like filth had invaded her mouth, even spitting.
Overkill enough to embarrass her kiss partner.
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, glaring murderously, then
"Fuck, disgusting! Knew you'd pull this! You inhuman trash—kyaa!!"
Without dragging it out, I yanked her wrist and pulled her off the sofa.
She braced her legs to resist, but it was futile against my strength.
Stumbling, she was dragged to the bedroom. Instead of the bed, I positioned her in front of the mirror and said,
"Ayul, sorry about the kiss. But look—your face right now."
"What am I supposed to—hng!"
I forced her face toward the mirror.
Her reflection showed a girl with endlessly varied expressions.
Stunningly beautiful—relax the face, and her appeal shot to the heavens, a total cheat code.
"When you dance, your face muscles lock up like it's forced. But now? See how soft and squishy it is? Emotions hit straight to the heart."
"Emotions... conveyed...?"
Ayul sensed the truth in my words, stopped struggling, and peered intently into the mirror.
"Uung..."
Her porcelain skin glowed with a rosy tint.
The once-stony face now radiated warmth.
The iron-wall chill had softened into something inviting.
Her natural freshness made those flushed cheeks look playfully cute, even endearing.
This prickly, feisty Ayul was bewitching men in a heartbreakingly vulnerable way.
"See? You've monitored your dance footage, right? Way better than that stiff face."
"Me... with a face like this...?"
In Mafdu choreography, she seemed mechanical, just going through motions. Now, her emotional expression was on another level no one could match.
Ayul, amazed at her own face, scrutinized it closely...
Squish♡!
"Kyaa!!!"
I groped her breast.
"You're crazy?! Let go! I said let go!"
"You saw it just now! That's the vibe. Dance on stage with that sleek face, and the crowd will go wild!"
"Kyaaah!!!! Knew it... you're gonna... rape me again...!"
"Group eval concept is sexy, so I'll train you thoroughly! Facial correction time!"
"Kyaaaah!!!"
This time purely for education, I eagerly stripped off Ayul's clothes.