Chapter 113
Chapter 113
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 113
Chapter Title: Survive on Your Own
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Now survive on your own.
The final performance of Group 7 wrapped up, and I left Minseo behind for a moment to head to an empty waiting room.
On the way to the waiting room, four trainers were huddled together, heads close as they exchanged opinions for the evaluations. That's when my eyes met Shin Jae-hyun's.
It wasn't a chance encounter—Shin Jae-hyun had practically been looking for me before our eyes locked.
His face was a picture of embarrassment.
He'd gotten the hint from me to push Group 7, but their performance was so abysmal it was impossible to force out even a half-hearted compliment.
And in that pleading look of his, begging for leniency, I could read the unspoken words.
'Come on, even you have to admit this is too much...'
Handing out generous scores here would draw suspicious stares from everyone.
I had a conscience too. With a resigned expression, I quietly nodded.
It meant to judge them fairly and coldly.
Taking my cue, Shin Jae-hyun rejoined the other trainers, and as expected, their evaluations were brutal.
"Did you all fight or something? Don't you get along? Did you even practice? Pathetic. Just pathetic."
"There are kids here with debut experience—shouldn't this be the best group? Honestly, it was a disaster."
"No need to even discuss it. Out of all the groups today, yours was by far~~~ the worst."
"We're sorry..."
Group 7 all hung their heads, looking like they were reflecting deeply.
Late as it was, their faces at least showed regret for their pitiful behavior.
Naturally, they got crushed in the live audience vote too, with a huge margin. And with that, the group evaluation stage recording came to an end.
I called the girls to an empty waiting room on my own, a place where no one would show up.
I sent Sua a curt text in my brusque tone.
The recording was done, and it was break time—no reason she couldn't come.
Sua replied with a quick "Got it," and after about ten minutes, the girls filed in one by one, still in their stage outfits.
"......"
They had a pretty good idea why I'd called them.
They knew damn well they'd butchered the stage.
"What the hell was that?"
"...."
"I pushed your screen time from behind, hyped you up, and those 1,500 benefit votes might as well have been invisible, huh? So losing the group eval was fine by you?"
"N-no, that's not..."
They mumbled back in self-deprecating tones, but the more I thought about it, the more petty and infuriating they seemed.
Their intentions were transparent as glass.
Like I said, losing today didn't mean elimination.
But the winners got 1,500 benefit votes—huge for the upcoming rankings.
1,500 votes could pull a trainee on the bubble into safety at the first ranking announcement, where 40 out of 90 get cut. That mid-tier was a cutthroat zone with votes hovering around 2,000.
The problem? These girls weren't even in that range. They treated this eval like it didn't matter to them.
"Sure, you lot aren't at risk of dropping in the first round without the benefits, so beating each other was more important. But what about the other four in your group who aren't here?"
"Ah..."
"Those four got dragged down by you, tanked the stage, and they aren't ranked as high as you anyway. Now they get no benefits, labeled as talentless, and probably cut?"
"Aah...!!"
"You killed them."
Sua, Sihyeon, Dahyeon, Ayul, and A-yeon looked like that hadn't even crossed their minds—their faces darkened even further.
Lips bitten tight, eyebrows twitching—they were visibly unstable now.
Finally realizing how selfish they'd been, but spilled water can't be gathered back up.
I continued slowly.
"Time to pay the price, right?"
"The price...?"
"Sigh... Honestly, inserting myself as a producer was the original deal. The extra screen time and good framing? That was me going above and beyond on my own."
".....Yes."
"I'm done pushing you now. Hell, I've even thought about rigging it to debut you as Celia just like this."
"D-debut?!"
They all jolted in shock, lifting their dejected heads to send me desperate pleas with their eyes.
I ignored them and kept going.
"Survival shows are all like that—there's always some manipulation, subtle or not. Groups need balance: main vocal, sub-vocal, rapper, main dancer... Visually too—pure, sexy, cute, visuals. You need a range of types to pull in fans."
They nodded in agreement, and I crossed my arms, continuing.
"But pure voting? Disaster waiting to happen. That's why I thought this lineup could make a perfectly balanced, top-tier girl group. I even considered debuting you as Celia. Your team stages had me hyped, so I told Sua to gather exactly this. But, sigh."
I let out a deep sigh, shaking my head.
"Guess I was wrong. Don't expect the screen time anymore. Your exposure to viewers will drop too. You brought this on yourselves—figure out how to survive."
"!!!"
With that, I turned and grabbed the door handle, opening it.
Or trying to—someone back-hugged me from behind, pressing soft warmth against my back, stopping me just short.
"...What are you doing, Dahyeon?"
I turned to see Dahyeon—the quickest on the draw—standing there with a seductive pout to hold me back.
And since it was a sexy concept stage, her outfit was scorching hot.
Smooth shoulders bared like an invitation in that off-shoulder top.
Dizzyingly so—the upper swell of her breasts peeked subtly.
Below, full, heaving tits and a slim waist dipping in.
And to keep eyes from drifting up, a short skirt fluttering with every move.
Short enough that skipping the shorts would've flashed panties mid-dance.
...Seeing this insanely arousing outfit up close had my cock bulging naturally.
"Ahem."
Misreading my cough, Dahyeon went for persuasion—hand sliding to my crotch, practically melting into my arms.
"Director oppa~♡ We're sorry~♡ We'll shape up and work super hard this time, and besides..."
She pressed her hand firmer on my cock,
"I'll make you feel so good...♡"
Tempting me.
To convince a man, talk in bed.
Not literally here, but Dahyeon got the wisdom perfectly.
Flirty eye smiles, cleavage rubbing my chest, skilled hand play.
Just as her hand snuck to my zipper, I chuckled and gently pushed her back.
"Please. Think you can brush it off like this? Who do you take me for, a sucker? And hey, Im Dahyeon."
"Uh... Y-yes...?"
She panicked as I didn't fold like she hoped.
I grabbed her off-shoulder top and yanked it down roughly.
"Kyaa!!"
I snagged whatever was underneath—her bra, apparently—and pulled it all down at once.
Dahyeon's tits bounced heavily from the force, areolas and nipples fully exposed.
I gripped one and squeezed like I meant to burst it.
"Forgot your pussy's on loan?! It's not 'I'll make you feel good'—you're just supposed to spread whenever I want to feel good. Don't bargain."
"Hng!! Hnngh♡!!! Y-yes... Yes!!! I won't bargain..."
I pinched her stiffening nipple.
Pinch♡!!
"Hnnngh♡♡!!! I-I won't bargain!!"
"Good. Next, Sihyeon. Step forward."
Sihyeon swallowed hard at Dahyeon's tit-grabbed state and quietly stepped up.
"You're in a team with Sua as leader—why keep sniping and rebelling? Even if you don't like it, follow the leader, right?!"
"Y-yeah... Oppa’s right..."
"You're crazy too, huh?"
Like with Dahyeon, I yanked down Sihyeon's top and clutched her tit with my free hand.
"Kyanh♡!!"
Feeling my touch.
'Enjoying it while I'm punishing you?'
Irritated, I roughly kneaded Dahyeon and Sihyeon's tits.
Squishsquishsquishrub♡♡♡!!!!
"H-hnnngh♡!!"
"Hnggggh!! Hnn...♡♡!"
With tits in my grasp, Sihyeon and Dahyeon twisted like pretzels.
I teased their nipples too—no slacking—and they drooled, barely able to speak as pleasure ramped up.
Then I caught Sua's face at the edge of my vision.
She watched Sihyeon and Dahyeon get scolded with a smug, superior smile—like quiet satisfaction.
Smirking? Thinks this is her getting backed up? Look at this cheeky bitch...
I released the tits in my hands.
"Hnnngh...♡"
Having mauled them so hard, Dahyeon panted while hastily pulling her clothes back up.
Sihyeon too, of course.
But I wasn't softening.
"Sua. You, up front."
I beckoned her, and she stepped forward lightly.
"Yes."
Sua looked tense but with a hint of odd anticipation.
Expecting different treatment than the others.
But even Sua couldn't dodge my rod.
"Why were you smiling? You're the same. Snapping at your unnies rudely, throwing tantrums. Total leader fail."
".....I'm sorry."
"Thought you were top dog here?"
"...No."
"No? You got cocky because I favored you a bit!!"
"Kyat?!"
I grabbed Sua's shoulders and spun her around.
Then hugged from behind, slipping my hand into her panties to rub her slit just right.
Squelchsquelchsquelch♡♡!!
"Hn?! Hnaaang! S-sorryyy!!! Hnggggh?♡!!!!"
Sua's tongue lolled out fast, thighs quaking.
Her hypersensitive pussy gushed juices instantly, trickling down her thighs, but I kept the punishment going.
Squelchsquelchsquelchsquish♡♡!!!
"Heeeeng♡♡!!!"
I fingered her hard for another 30 seconds or so, turning her pussy into a sopping mess before letting go.
"Hng.. Hng.. Hnnnghut♡!!!"
Sua squatted the instant I released, shuddering.
Next up.
"Min Ayul. You come here."
"H-hng! N-no..!"
As expected from the prior show, Ayul backed away,
but
"Come when I say come!"
I strode over and forced her into my arms.
"Kya!"
I gripped her ass tight and said,
"You! Always playing shy in group life as an excuse to slack off?! No responsibility?!"
Lick-♡
"Hngh!! Hnang♡! S-sorry!!"
Licked on her nape, Ayul moaned and submitted right away.
Not just from my ravaging—she knew deep down her attitude sucked.
Then don't screw up!
Lick♡! Lick-♡!
"Kyanh♡!!!"
"And you! I drilled expression training into you—why no sexy faces on stage?!"
"H-hnn... Our sync was off..! S-stage was too chaotic..!"
"Excuses!"
For the finish, I dragged my tongue up her cute cheek,
"Euaang♡!"
Released her.
"Huu.. Huu..."
Disciplining them all at once left me winded.
Or maybe blood rushing south.
Anyway, one left.
"Yoo A-yeon, come here."
"Uu..."
A-yeon approached, resigned.
"You still think you're first-string prima donna? Don't you know you bombed? Gonna keep your chin up all proud? Show off?!"
"Th-that... I messed up."
"Messed up? Messed up?!"
One hand stole her tit, the other grabbed her hair and yanked.
"Kyaak♡!! H-hair..!"
"Hair what!"
"Haht! Hnnngh♡..."
Even now, her masochistic kink fired up—A-yeon savored the hair-pull.
"You're just a trainee who takes tit and hair grabs quietly now! One more show-off move, and you're off the show! Got it?!"
"Y-yes♡!"
Released her hair; A-yeon stared dreamily, still savoring, thighs clenched tight.
"Hng.. Nng.. Huung..♡"
Lewd breaths echoed everywhere.
Supposed to be punishment, but the mood was heated.
I'd left an impact, at least.
I stepped back, taking in the five who'd just been sexually disciplined.
With my throbbing hard-on out, watching them still whimpering, I wrapped it up.
"Like I said, support's cut off. Got a girl from another group I like now, and there's no rule against more. Figure it out from here—behave."
"W-wait! We were wrong.."
Bang!
Multiple voices called from behind, but I ignored and shut the door.
"......"
After stirring the storm, emptiness gripped my groin. Suddenly, the thought hit.
'Damn, I wanna fuck...!'
I bolted straight to Minseo.