Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: Yukika with the Pretty Heart
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Practice room inside, a small war was raging among the girls on Director Kim Han-seo's entertainment list.
"The best is when you gently suck on my chest while holding me tight!"
"That was just pillow talk! You definitely said it slides right in so deep and perfect..."
"Unnies, both of you stop it. I'm number one in Director Oppa’s heart anyway. He was originally my fan, you know? Hehe."
"Our oppa my ass!"
And seeing that, Yoo A-yeon thought to herself,
'All three of them are crazy...'
Those three acted like sleeping with the Director was something to brag about, like they hoped to roll around with him even more intensely in the future.
"Haa... How did I end up in a team like this... That bastard Director for real..."
When Sua revealed that all five of them here had provided sexual favors to the Director, even Yoo A-yeon had been mortified beyond belief.
Her face burned red, her pride shattered—she couldn't even lift her head.
Unlike the others, Yoo A-yeon came from a top-tier girl group.
Her pride had always been sky-high, and the reactions from those around her—things she never expected—tormented her to no end.
Above all, when people nodded along thinking, Well, she had no choice because of the drug scandal and all that mess, she wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
But that shame faded into the distance soon enough.
The madness of their little love triangle was more than enough to make it vanish.
They'd suddenly started competing over who satisfied the Director more, and now they were carrying on like this—it was utterly ridiculous.
'I really don't get it...'
To Yoo A-yeon, sexual favors were a sleazy transaction—giving your body against your will in exchange for something else.
Of course, it should leave the person feeling tormented, humiliated, heartbroken at how dirty they'd become. That was her honest take on those three—what the hell were they?
"Hey, hold on a sec. Why are you all talking like it's some turf war? Shouldn't we be sharing our pain right now?"
"Pain...?"
Yoo A-yeon spoke up with her usual vague goodwill, but Sua, Sihyeon, and Dahyeon paused to think about "pain" before each responding.
"True, it was definitely huge."
"I swear, I've never seen one like that? So thick, and the length—like a freaking anaconda."
"Yeah... When Director Oppa took my virginity, I cried so hard. It hurt. Though the pleasure came rushing in tenfold..."
"....."
These girls are all obsessed with the Director's dick.
That was Yoo A-yeon's conclusion after hearing their answers.
She shook her head in disbelief, but Sua narrowed her eyes and went on the attack.
"But Ah-yeon Unnie, you keep looking at us like we're weirdos."
"Well, you are weird. How can you say you liked it after going through that...?"
"Be honest, Unnie. Did you really hate it? A super handsome guy making you feel amazing with that incredible tool of his? And pushing your career on top of it?"
"Yes, I hated it. After it was over, I cried because my situation felt so humiliating. Any normal woman would react like that. Haa, just thinking about it again is gross..."
"Really? So you never plan to do it with Director Oppa again?"
Provoked by Sua, Yoo A-yeon put force into her voice.
"Abso-fucking-lutely not!"
Her declaration echoed through the practice room.
At Yoo A-yeon's firm stance on closing her legs to him, the three beamed and united for the first time.
"You better keep that promise! I was shocked that even you, Yoo A-yeon, did sexual favors, but hey, save face—protect yourself from now on! I'll take care of it all~ Kyahaha♡"
"One competitor down?!"
"You two Unnies might as well bow out too while you're at it..."
"Sigh..."
Yoo A-yeon let the three chatter on and sat a bit apart.
Next to Ah-yul, who'd been huddled up alone since earlier.
Unlike those three, she had high hopes that this girl was anti-Director like her.
"Um... Ah-yul? You're twenty, right? I'm twenty-two, so let's talk casually?"
"Sure..."
"Just checking, but you're not like those three, thinking it's great to do that with the Director bastard or anything...?"
"?! N-No... I hate it!!"
Ah-yul's indignant reaction brought a smile to Yoo A-yeon's face—like she'd found a kindred spirit.
Plus, Ah-yul's pretty, youthful face naturally drew her in.
"I knew it...! Thank goodness. I was worried you might be one of those weird girls too."
First impressions matter in meeting people, and with such a great one, Yoo A-yeon decided to get close to Ah-yul.
"Honestly, I think the Director's a scumbag who uses his power to prey on women's purity. What about you?"
"...That trashy pervert Director!"
"Right? Sigh... My old agency and group got tangled in that drug scandal, dragging even innocent me into the mud with dirty articles. So I was basically forced into it... But you don't even have an agency—did he go after civilians too...?"
Yoo A-yeon wanted to share their stories to build rapport.
She believed sharing secrets was a surefire way to bond.
It worked—Ah-yul, who was usually shy, hesitated at first but opened up since a top idol she'd only seen on TV had shared her pain first. She felt bad not reciprocating.
"Well... I was busking and ran into him by chance... He said he'd get me on Mafdu, but wanted my body... And right then, Grandma was sick, hospital bills and all that... Our family's really struggling financially..."
"Whoa, he exploited even that? That guy's even more of a monster than I thought..."
'Ah-yul really shares my pain!'
"And lately, using acting lessons as an excuse... Hnng... Hnngh...? Hn?!"
".....??"
Mid-sentence, Ah-yul suddenly buried her face in her knees, huddling even tighter.
Her face flushed so red, anyone would think she was lost in some naughty fantasy.
Seeing Ah-yul act like such a shy virgin, Yoo A-yeon thought,
'This one's a bit off the rails too...'
*
A few days had passed since the group evaluation teams were formed.
In that time, something new had come up for me, so I'd been busy looking into it and hadn't monitored Mafdu.
Not that it was weird—the Director was camped out there every day anyway.
Anyway, once the group evaluations wrapped up on Mafdu, they'd finally announce the first survivors.
Or more accurately, the dropouts.
The biggest event yet—40 out of 90 trainees getting cut.
To snag the benefits from winning their group eval, they were probably practicing their asses off.
And one trainee was vividly reporting it all to me.
[Yukika for Director >_< !]
"Hmm..."
The cute origin scribbled on the letter paper.
It was phrasing I was plenty used to by now.
Lately, Yukika had been writing letters to my office—detailing team practice happenings, her feelings, even personal worries.
[Annyeonghaseyo Director! From Yukika~
Are you doing well? Honestly, since I'm sending these every day, asking if you're well might feel stale!]
[But... I'm curious! About how you're doing! Heehee.
When you read this, maybe you'll text and ease my curiosity??
Honestly, I thought a busy person like you might just toss the letter aside unread, but you reply via text every day—I'm truly moved >_<]
As the letter said, I'd been texting her back the same day I got each one.
Even in dorm lockdown, she put this much heart into daily letters—I could spare that time for Yukika, who held a spot in my heart.
More than anything, the more I read, the better they made me feel—Yukika really had such a pretty heart.
What fresh delights would a girl with this face and heart bring to bed...?
'I really wanna fuck her...?!'
I thought that as I kept reading the Japanese girl's analog charm. The content was always the same: cute greetings, today's events, complaints about messing up choreography, getting scolded, worrying about dropping in ranks.
[Scary, so scary! I don't wanna go back to my agency...ㅠ.ㅠ I wanna survive to the end and debut...]
When I told her to share her hardships, she was laying them out plain and simple.
[Anyway, thinking about it, I've just been whining about my troubles to you every day... Do you have worries too...? Gasp, honestly, it might be overstepping for me to listen to yours, and I couldn't solve them anyway... Hnng... Is there anything I can do to help...? Ah! Then how about I read your fortune—it's my specialty!]
[Embarrassing, but! My family's a shrine maiden lineage, so I'm kinda gifted in that too?
Next time we meet, I'll do it for you—enjoy it for fun at least!]
[From Yukika, who wants to be something for you, somehow.]
Reading her handwriting really conjured her face in my mind, making it hit deeper—pretty nice.
She wants to be something for me... Hoo...
My dick's heating up.
Plus, a shrine maiden reading fortunes... It piqued my curiosity—how accurate was she? My patience wasn't great.
I grabbed my phone right away and sent,
-Yukika, can we meet briefly tonight?