Chapter 164
Chapter 164
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 164
Chapter Title: The Stage is Too Tempting
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The stage looked so damn hot...
The frontmost first row of seats.
It was a spot so close to the stage that calling it VIP wouldn't be out of place, and it was near the trainees' families too.
"Please... please... Oh god, I'm shaking myself!"
"Come on, you're making such a fuss... She'll do great... Heh heh..."
Just then, a conversation that seemed to be from the trainees' families reached my ears, but I decided not to pay attention to where they were sitting with my eyes or ears.
Whether it was the families of the girls I'd backed or those of the trainees slated to drop out, it all left a bad taste in my mouth.
"It's starting soon."
"Yeah. Since it's a live performance, it feels like it'll be even more exciting."
Min-seo, sitting next to me, and I exchanged a few words before scanning the stage and the audience.
The studio felt heavy, like the calm before the storm.
Tension, anticipation, nervousness—emotions gripping hearts had spread everywhere, swallowing the stage and seats alike. The darkened studio was utterly silent.
Any moment now, the final episode of Maple Produce would begin. I could see MC Shin Jae-hyun on stage, holding his script and checking his mic for the opening.
"By the way, Director, speaking of which, the expert opinions make up 30%—that won't make the vote rigging pointless, right?"
Min-seo, sitting beside me, asked in a worried tone.
Her gesture of poking her cheek with her finger was pretty cute.
"Don't worry about it. I've planted allies like Shin Jae-hyun who'll give generous scores on my orders anyway, and the girls are so talented they'll rack up good points on their own."
"Ah, yeah, that makes sense."
"What? Were you worried? After growling at them all gathered at my place like that, you actually like them deep down?"
"Huh? Oh, come on! As if! Why would I like those bitches stealing my vital essence... Hmph!"
Min-seo crossed her arms like she was sulking and turned her head away.
It looked like she was showing some envy and jealousy toward the girls who would debut as Celia under my protection, but deep down, she was worried right alongside me, like a proper first wife hoping things would go my way.
That warmed my heart, so I draped my arm over Min-seo's shoulder, pulling her close, and let my hand slide down naturally to subtly grope her breast.
"Eek?! You did this in the hallway earlier too, and I-a-hyun almost caught us! Save it for the motel later, ahn♡!"
"Lights are off anyway, so as long as we don't make noise, no one will notice."
"Hng... True, but... my pussy's getting wet... Panties get all soggy and sticky...♡"
"I'll suck it clean for you later."
"...♡"
Mwah♡
The moist sensation on my cheek.
Min-seo's soft lips pressed a kiss to my cheek.
Well, then me too...
"Screens on now! 5, 4, 3..."
"Ahem... Looks like it's starting. Let's have tons of sex later."
"Hng...♡ Yes♡"
PD An started the countdown, the darkness hiding us lifted bit by bit, and MC Shin Jae-hyun appeared on screen with a solemn air.
This wasn't a recording or rehearsal. The final episode of Maple Produce had begun.
"My Producer viewers. Hello. Today, the members of the girl group Celia—chosen by you, for you, of you—will be decided."
As Shin Jae-hyun finished speaking, the camera panned to the screen.
All 90 faces of the starting trainees appeared small on one frame, lights going out one by one in a dropout sequence.
And amid the fading lights, the faces still shining brightly to the end.
Only the survivors' faces lit up, and the camera swung back to Shin Jae-hyun.
"Among all outstanding idol talents, these 16 trainees who endured to the end have gathered here to place the final period on their grueling journey. A live stage prepared with everything they've got. And the final ranking announcement. It all begins soon!"
Shin Jae-hyun thrust his arm forward like a conductor holding his script, the screen switched, and broadcasts of the trainees' journey so far and their final live prep played.
Personal interviews would probably air here too, and meanwhile, the trainees took the stage to prepare.
The lights dimmed again, so I couldn't see clearly, but I wasn't the type to miss the girls I'd sweated and bed-broken with.
"First stage is the team with A-yul and A-yeon, I think."
"Really? It's dark—how can you tell?"
"Those subtly lit, sexy body lines are exactly them. Breast size... hip jut... the walk unique to top-tier pussies, and so on..."
"Okay, stop talking."
"..."
Min-seo pinched my arm again, so I shut up.
Anyway, four teams of four each.
Team 1: A-yul, A-yeon, and two other trainees.
Come to think of it, Team 1's song was a charismatic, elegant, and haughty vibe.
Suited A-yeon and A-yul perfectly.
Though when they were impaled on my dick, they crumbled helplessly, looking all delicate...
"But Director, tell me— what about I-a-hyun? From what you said to her, it seems like you've got plans."
"...Who knows?"
"You're plotting some scheme to pull her into your arms again, right? Fine, since you're stirring things up, she'll debut too, no doubt."
"Will she? Beats me."
"Tch, hmph!"
For reference, I hadn't even mentioned I-a-hyun to the PDs yet.
While bickering with Min-seo like that, time passed, and Maple Produce cut back to the live feed.
Shin Jae-hyun teased with tantalizing lines to hype the upcoming stage, said he'd see us after enjoying the performance, and Team 1's stage began.
~♪ Ah- Ah~♬
A raw live voice rang out from the blindingly lit stage.
Early in the song, main vocal A-yul started with her seductive voice like a warmup, and the trainees bounced their bodies energetically in performance.
Black sleeveless see-through top, short pleated skirt showing the insides clearly.
Arms extended, fluttering wrist ends sharpened the dynamic choreography, and the flipping skirt exuded decadent vibes.
Even the inner shorts peeking out from the intense moves.
Stealing men's hearts mercilessly.
This performance was like... a thorny rose—dangerous-looking but tempting you to reach out.
"Whoa... the level is insane."
"Yeah... tell me about it."
Their dance flowed like water, yet sharp as a blade.
Precise like sword formations, moving as one, every gesture seamless in sequence.
Panting breaths leaked into the mic bit by bit, sounding like passion, which was pleasing, and the dripping sweat seemed soaked in desperation.
I was lost in the dazzling stage when A-yul and A-yeon moved center—climax incoming. Their belted high note hit like a heart stopping.
"Waaah- Wooow...! They're crazy! Seeing a live stage up close makes my heart pound! How about you, Director?"
Min-seo asked excitedly, and I clapped for the stage as I replied.
"Ha... so fucking hot... Look at A-yul and A-yeon sweating. Wanna lick it all up, shove my hand in their outfits, grope their soaked panties and wet bodies... Their panties must be pitch black with juices... Ah, wanna drag 'em backstage and pound 'em doggy... Keep hands moving on tits and... Fuck, they're so sleek, my dick's..."
Then—smack! A crisp sound and hot sting on my cheek.
"You're such a perv, shut up, oppa. Not like a dog in heat or anything..."
"...Yeah. Sorry."
Anyway, a dizzyingly captivating stage that had me hooked like a male in rut.
A-yeon and A-yul finishing, hair plastered to faces and shoulders.
"One, two! Thank you!!"
Bowing with teammates, they locked eyes with me on the way up.
"..."
Mics were on, so no words, but narrowing their pretty eyes in shyness, they seemed very aware of me.
"Alright, next up, the second stage."
Next was the team with Yukika and Sua.
Fitting their concepts, a fresh, lovely, pure song, bright overall vibe.
One awkward bit: those huge tits clashing with the spring-like innocence.
Yukika and Sua's breasts jiggled wildly from the start, too erotic for first-love girls.
"Hoo... Outfits so modest and calm, but look at those massive jugs bouncing... So hard to hold back..."
"Sigh..."
Yukika and Sua expressed cuteness with dainty moves, bright smiles and eye contact with the camera building emotional bonds—peak idol craft.
Ang♡!
'Oh...! Wanna fuck 'em...!'
They made hearts with hands midway, stuck out tongues for a silly face, driving me wild.
Wish I could rush the stage, rip open their shirts... Hoo...
While I was that worked up, the stage neared its end.