Chapter 126
Chapter 126
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 126
Chapter Title: Mafdu Intervention and Top Idols' Hospitality
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During the first ranking announcement, forty trainees were cut, leaving just fifty in Mafdu now.
That must have made the practice rooms feel roomier and the dorms less cramped, but the trainees' faces were as tense as if they were walking on thin ice.
Watching from the monitoring room, I noticed that before the first ranking reveal, they'd been joking around, trading laughs, showing a bit of leisure. But now, all that was gone.
I tossed out a casual remark at the sight.
"Everyone looks so heavy-hearted."
"Now that the trainees next to them have dropped out, they're really feeling the survival show pressure. And the lower ranks are anxious, figuring they could be next."
"Hm..."
Hearing PD An's explanation, I checked the rankings.
From first place down to the debut group in seventh.
For now, Sua from my line—who'd barely scraped into debut territory before—was out after screwing up in the group evaluation.
The problem was that someone else had slotted into her spot, with the rest unchanged.
1. Han Seo-hyun (T-Sing)
2. Kim Sarang (T-Sing)
3. Kang Ye-rin (Payah)
4. Seo A-hyun (Payah)
5. Luna (NHJ Enter)
6. Aria (Demon Enter)
7. Lee A-hyun (Kasera Enter)
The rankings had solidified; nothing much changed anymore except for the bottom feeders.
As I mentioned last time, first and second were from T-Sing Enter, the powerhouse agency that had launched successful girl groups and climbed to the top. Their style—full of swag—didn't match our project girl group concept at all. Third and fourth... Payah Enter trainees.
Payah had seemed to be sliding after that drug scandal, but they'd clawed back to the top somehow.
Like T-Sing, their fixed fandom from a major agency was carrying them.
Fifth and sixth were Southeast Asian trainees sweeping regional votes... And seventh, Lee A-hyun...?
Lee A-hyun... Oh, right, I remembered.
The one with urban beauty—noble facial features, but those massive, undignified tits jiggling below.
Her face alone was the type that drew every guy's gaze, clean even without makeup. But the heavy eyeliner and mascara that sharpened her eyes to deadly points cranked her city-girl allure up several notches. She was the kind of woman who thrived on makeup.
The type you'd fantasize about meeting in bed once.
In short, the vixen image that had probably been stripped naked countless times in guys' jerk-off fantasies since she was young.
Since she stuck in my memory so vividly, her sex appeal was debut-worthy.
-A-hyun's skills have improved a ton!
Right on cue, the screen showed a trainer praising Lee A-hyun. I gave her full-body scan an involuntary lip smack.
No, forget that for now.
"These rankings..."
Still no good.
And while I was distracted, Mafdu was barreling toward the next ranking announcement.
If they narrowed it down like this again, the debut lineup would basically be set.
"Haha... I said last time that debuting like this would tank us hard... And here we are. Sigh..."
PD An nodded along, letting out a heavy breath and shaking his head.
Even this boisterous, gossip-loving guy looked grim.
"PD An, this is nuts starting from first and second. Our Cerase group is built around sexy, pure, first-love vibes for the male fans. Why are these girls copying old-school girl group hair and speech patterns? We never should've taken trainees from major agencies in the first place."
"Yeah... In the end, it's the agency fanbases and the girl-only fans who won't even watch Cerase once it launches—they're the ones coordinating votes."
"And Payah Enter again? They were tanking after their agency's mess—how are they back up there?"
"Looks like Payah's diehard fans ditched Primist and pity-voted the trainees instead. They bottomed out, then bounced back."
"Damn it..."
I nearly spat a curse.
"But are those girls problematic? I thought only CEO Hwang and Primist did drugs..."
"Nah, they look decent enough—pretty faces, good style. But if they dig up anything on company funds or management while grilling CEO Hwang, Payah might get audited too. Who knows what happens then? Articles pop, noise starts—it's annoying."
Primist got stripped of their settlement money over the drugs, but CEO Hwang? That bastard probably did worse, not less.
He must've smeared shit on his own company too.
Diverting funds for drugs? Cops raid Payah for evidence, articles fly—headache I don't need.
And above all, I need my girls in there.
They disappointed me in the group eval, but no one else has their banging bodies.
While I mulled it over, PD An spoke up.
"Right... The Southeast Asians are just regional lock-ins..."
"Minus A-hyun, it's like... is this for real?"
"Yeah."
Silence followed.
I thought for a moment.
If I wanted to touch the debut slots, I had to start rigging now.
Yanking ranks at the final debut reveal? Too obvious. Drop the ones to drop gradually, raise mine step by step.
"PD An."
"Yes, Director."
"Should we intervene a bit?"
"......"
"This is blind votes from people who won't even watch the group anyway. Who's cleaning up their mess?"
"True, but that's..."
Surprising.
PD An loved sexual favors and seemed to get off on idols getting roughed up, but vote tampering? He hesitated.
"Cerase succeeds, then we get more survival shows. You stay on as PD. Agencies line up with hospitality offers, impressed by Cerase."
"!!!! Hospitality...!"
"Yeah, you love it. Idols under you on TV."
"...True, but... This needs Kim PD and data team buy-in too..."
"Come on, with you and me pushing, they'll follow."
PD An pondered.
Deep in thought.
But his response disappointed.
"But... Director, sorry. Too risky."
"Hm..."
Even as Director, I couldn't force it.
Needs mutual benefit.
Then...
"Oh yeah, PD An. Remember that idol chat we had?"
"Huh? Which...?"
I whispered in his ear.
"......"
"!!!!"
*
Moonlight streamed through the window.
Felt like the moon was pumping virility into me.
Top-floor hotel suite.
Spacious. King-sized bed that could handle four easily.
The night I'd notified Primist had arrived.
-We're here.
Exciting text.
This digital note had my heart racing.
Lurid anticipation led to carnal pleasure.
Sex was that—bite, suck, taste a woman a hundred times, crave more.
At the door, hearing delicious food had arrived, I opened up.
"H-Hello..."
Primist's three bowed in sync.
Perfectly timed, like stage fan greetings.
"Come in."
"Yes..."
They trailed me like obedient entertainment girls.
No longer mainstream idols.
"Shall we start right away?"
"...Um, but..."
"Hm?"
"This is a test to see if we obey you well, right...?"
"You know that, why ask? Last time you all volunteered to lead—strip quick."
"....Yes."
At my word, Seong-hee, Mina, and Eun-jeong slowly undressed.
No hesitation—they'd prepped.
Seong-hee must've told them at the dorm: just close your eyes and go.
Even pouty Mina stripped without fuss.
"All naked, then bathroom."
"We showered already."
"Mina? Wanna leave?"
"....Sorry."
I snapped, stripped, and hit the bathroom.
Leaning back in the luxury tub with hot water, Primist stood before it, shyly covering plump tits.
Seong-hee had basically been forced in my office too. None had real entertainment experience—awkward.
I crooked a finger: get in.
The huge round tub fit the three slim girls easy.
Pat pat...
They hopped in, water sloshing.
Warm steam carried their body scent.
Three beauties with killer bodies? Triple the female musk.
No more waiting—I kicked things off.
"Come here. One behind, tit-massage my back. One front, hug and chest-massage. Last one, pussy to my hand."
"....."
"Ah, pussy duty—no hips, so Mina?"
"Ugh... Yes..."
My words done, Eun-jeong back-hugged, pressing tits to my back.
Seong-hee front-hugged, tits to my chest.
Mina lagged but aligned her mound to my hand.
"What? Eun-jeong, Seong-hee—just pressing? Rub while hugging, knead me with tit flesh."
"....Yes."
Squish squish♡
Oh...
They really obeyed—plump tits sandwiching front-back.
Tit suit.
Soft back, soft front.
Feels too good... Like a cloud massage...
Bliss locked my breath; my dick went full mast already.
"Eek?!"
It poked Seong-hee's belly upfront.
"Sorry, it's pretty big, huh?"
"...Yes.. Huge.. First time seeing one like this..."
"This size can pound your frustrated pussies silly?"
"....Yes."
"Don't just answer—stroke my dick with your hand."
"Yes."
Underwater, her hand fought currents, gripping and shaking my cock.
Splash splash splash...
Cute water sounds.
"Hng.. Hng..♡"
Breaths rose from their eager wriggles.
Moist skin from tits amplified slippery ecstasy, heating my chest.
"Whew.. Good.. Hold pose, Eun-jeong, Seong-hee. Mina, keep pussy here."
"Ughhh... Yes.."
Mina spread legs, hands back on tub floor.
Drunken pose exposed her fully, pussy offered.
I plunged fingers deep inside.
Squelch♡!!!
"Hah!!! Ahk!"
Tight.
Not wet yet, but good squeeze inside.
Thrusting dry pussy rude normally—but sluts get no mercy.
I powered fingers, burrowing in.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch♡!!
"Hk! Kyaa! It hurts!!! Hurts!!"
"Rough 'cause your pussy's pent-up! Regular dicks don't satisfy anymore?!"
"Body reacts anyway! Ah.. Aah..! S-Stop!! Stop fingering!"
She squirmed, shoving ass back to escape my hand.
Warmth in her pussy wasted.
"Mina? Crazy? Not snapped out yet?"
Splat splat♡
"Hoo.. Hng♡ Yeah, Mina.. Please.. We promised.. Kill the attitude, serve Director well tonight.. Listen to unnie.. Heut!"
Seong-hee soothed while handjobbing and tit-pressing.
"Ugh.. Fine, whatever..!"
"Hate pussy play?"
"Not that—tits instead!"
"....."
Bitch.
Fine, less guilt later.
"You later.. Nah. Tits then."
"Yes, here."
Boldly offering rack—Mina.
Firm flesh; kneading might cool my rage.
I grabbed, roughly massaged her tits.
Smoosh♡!
"Kyaa! Ack! Hurts!"
"Shut it? Can't take this? You all wanna bail?"
"...! N-No! Tits.. I'll stay still."
"Obviously."
Smoosh smoosh smoosh♡♡
"Hng.. Hng.. Ahk..♡ Hoohoo...♡♡"
Huh? Mina's breaths softening.
Tits her weak spot?
That feral face looked kinda cute now.
Feels good, huh? More then..
Smoosh smoosh smoosh♡♡
"Haang..♡ Heut! Kyaaang..."
"Yeah, moan like that. Eun-jeong, Seong-hee—why so quiet?"
"!!!!"
My cue unleashed front-back moans.
"Haang♡ Hoong♡ Hng♡!"
"Ahk♡! Like this.. Chest on Director.. Heut♡!"
Slip slip slip..
Squish squish squish..
Wet tits rubbed lewdly front-back.
Mina's ripe tits in hand, dough-kneaded for bliss.
Aah... Driving me nuts..
'Too good..? Hehe...'
I grinned like an idiot, lost in the tit paradise for a blissful while.