Chapter 132
Chapter 132
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 132
Chapter Title: What to Do with Sihyeon and Dahyeon
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What to do with Sihyeon and Dahyeon...
Whirr- whirr- whirr—!!
We needed to have a serious discussion about MaP Duo's future in the conference room, but the constant vibrations kept interrupting us.
These persistent pricks with their permed hair kept calling relentlessly, even after I'd hung up on them several times.
I had no idea how many times my phone had rung already.
I'd been sitting there with my hands clasped seriously, but I just went ahead and turned the damn thing off completely.
"...Looks like you've got a lot of people trying to reach you?"
PD An, who'd been watching me carefully, asked slyly. I just shrugged once in response.
I could brag if I wanted to, but I didn't feel like it.
No way did I expect this level of obsession, even after giving them that drug-like high with my dick...
'The three Premist bitches are taking turns blowing up my phone...'
They'd been hounding me all night wanting more action, so when I woke up in the morning, my phone was practically dead.
Since I'd gotten them back on TV, meeting at the station was a sure thing—but I was worried they'd drag me into the bathroom and yank down my pants.
Having found a honey pot to satisfy their cravings instead of drugs, the Premist girls would beg for my dick every chance they got... Who knew having pretty girls with big tits chasing after me would be such a hassle?
"Um... Director? Shall we get the meeting started?"
"Ah, yeah, PD Kim."
"By the way, isn't this a bit sparse for a meeting?"
"Yes, I called only this group on purpose. What we're discussing today stays between us."
I said that as I scanned the conference room.
These were the people who'd been jerking off outside the curtain while I was balls-deep in Premist.
The elite crew who'd agreed to help rig MaP Duo.
"As expected. And next week is already the second ranking announcement. Only the top 20 out of 50 will survive..."
PD An spoke as if he'd anticipated it. I looked at him and continued the conversation.
"Already down to twenty, huh."
"Yes. And after that, as you know, it's the final debut lineup selection. So if we're going to fix things, we need to start right after the second announcement at the latest. We'll have to manipulate the vote counts gradually—drop the ones we want out slowly, and raise the ones we want up bit by bit so it doesn't look suspicious."
"Hmm..."
"For now, here's the current rankings. Cumulative votes are pretty high, so they won't shift much in a few days. They'll probably come out like this."
I looked over the rankings PD An handed me. No need to check anything else—I zeroed in on who was dropping and who was surviving.
To get our picks to debut, they couldn't drop out before the final announcement, after all.
Scanning those outside the top 20, I saw fates that would've ended in the second round without my help.
Idols who hadn't won much love from viewers but had bodies I adored.
I didn't know about their other talents, but their skill at sexual service was top-notch—these slutty girls were pros at it.
Hell, in this industry, that might be the best skill there is. But these two were too far back...
Dahyeon—30th.
Sihyeon—24th.
"Tsk..."
"Something wrong, Director? One of your favored trainees already on the chopping block?"
Quick on the uptake, PD An caught that subtle click of my tongue and asked right away.
With the announcement right around the corner, this wasn't a crisis—it was a confirmed dropout zone.
"Who is it? If we want to pull her up, we need to start tweaking the real-time rankings now. Come on..."
Maybe the techniques I'd used pounding Premist had burned into his brain, because PD An was throwing himself into the rigging with real enthusiasm.
The other stats team leads and managers straightened their clothes, waiting for me to speak. One word from me, and I could turn Sihyeon and Dahyeon from dropouts to survivors.
But... Sihyeon was close enough to 20th, but Dahyeon was a full ten spots back...
Dumping just one felt wrong—they looked so good together.
You know, the kind of chemistry that shines when they're side by side in the same group.
Come to think of it, they'd originally asked me to put them on MaP Duo just to boost their name recognition, not for a debut.
But somewhere along the line, I'd started thinking about debuting them as Celia because the two of them together turned me on.
In other words, they were a package deal—drop both or save both.
What a pain... If they just outright dropped, there'd be no regrets, but this limbo...
I pondered it for a moment internally, then replied coolly.
"Hm... Well, if they drop here... that's as far as they go."
Some things could be bought with their bodies, some couldn't.
Even if I wanted to debut them, blatantly crossing my moral line meant I had to reconsider.
At least if they'd made it to the finals, I'd have pulled strings.
Look at Ayul, who'd been outside 20 with them.
15th.
Despite that screw-up in the group evaluation, she'd clawed her way to the finals on her own talent.
And without an agency, gathering fans solo, no less.
Ayul was a total cheat character—great singer, cute face with a sly sexiness, and that tsundere cat vibe. But Sihyeon and Dahyeon held their own in raw feminine appeal.
Dahyeon was just lazy about leveraging her sexiness, and Sihyeon had clashed with Sua, the leader, during the group eval. Footage painted her as clinging to her idol senior pride, coming off like a know-it-all, and she couldn't recover her ranking.
But in the end, that was on their own choices and skills.
"Anyway, the ones outside 20 are settled. Now I want to tweak the debut zone a bit. The second announcement goes live, right? By the end, some articles will drop. That's when we naturally shift the votes for the final lineup."
"Uh... articles...?"
"Yes."
"...?"
Everyone looked uneasy and confused, but they'd understand when the time came.
It felt a little like doing something shady and my heart raced, but remembering the memories of rolling around with those girls gave me courage.
*
The day of the second ranking announcement arrived.
From the second announcement onward, it was all live, ramping up the tension twofold.
Like the first round, there was a group evaluation stage, pre-recorded long ago. So today's episode was recording footage plus the live announcement.
For reference, Sihyeon and Dahyeon lost their group eval this time too—no 1,500-vote bonus.
They'd given great performances, but their teammates dragged them down.
In short, their shot at a big reversal was gone.
They'd just carry their rankings and wait to drop quietly.
They probably knew it best themselves.
On survival shows, trainees act desperate and all-in, but deep down, the resigned ones already had.
And right now, I was watching the announcement up close.
"Now there are just a few spots left. Which trainees will join the survivor ranks and share that sigh of relief?"
MC Shin Jae-hyun drew out the line slowly, savoring the tension.
For viewers, it'd be nail-biting excitement, but for the trainees not yet safe, it was pure agony—blood curdling, flesh burning.
Those outside 30th were already called out and cut. Just over ten remained, hands clasped tight, trembling.
Some squeezed their eyes shut, others muttered prayers.
I zeroed in on Sihyeon and Dahyeon amid them.
Sihyeon had a shot at top 20, so she chewed her lips, barely swallowing her nerves. Dahyeon had her eyes narrowed slightly, looking half-resigned.
But aside from those two, all my other picks were safely in survival territory.
And Lee Ahyeon, who'd been catching my eye lately, was holding strong at 7th in debut range.
"17th... the trainee heading to the final debut battle at 17th is..."
Everyone held their breath, glued to Shin Jae-hyun's mouth.
"...If I say 'check the ad for the reveal,' am I gonna get murdered? Haha."
"Aww~~"
The trainees groaned in unison at Shin Jae-hyun's circus-level hosting.
He'd clearly mastered the art of making people sweat from some show or other.
I nearly stormed the studio to smack the back of his head, but damn, he was perfect for survival MC.
"Alright, 17th... Trainee Kim Yu-hyeon! Congratulations!"
"Kyaa!!"
"......"
Trainee Kim Seo-hyeon? No—Kim Yu-hyeon bounced into the survivor line.
Hand over mouth, tears streaming—perfectly staged overwhelming emotion. As a manager, it was a satisfying sight.
Not that it mattered for the ones still waiting, lips parched dry.
"18th, Trainee Lee Yu-na."
"Kyaa?!"
Spots dwindling further, Sihyeon and Dahyeon's faces drained of color.
"Now, only 19th and 20th will survive... Everyone else ends their journey here. Starting with 19th...!"
I didn't bother watching to the end and turned away.
No point anyway—the seeds I'd planted with the Das Patch reporters via Jinseong were starting to sprout.
Celia seemed already formed.