Chapter 170
Chapter 170
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 170
Chapter Title: Will You Undress Alone and Come Out...?
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Want to undress alone and come out...?
A call from Ahyeon's mom.
I figured at first that Ahyeon wouldn't pick up.
But I tightened my arm around that slim waist, signaling I wouldn't let go unless she answered, and for some reason, Ahyeon seemed determined to take the call right now as she grabbed her phone.
"Ahem! Ahem!!"
Clearing her throat.
She'd just been bawling her eyes out, so her voice was far from normal, of course.
She wouldn't want her mom hearing that she'd been crying.
Not that a choked-up voice recovers in seconds anyway.
"I'll stay quiet. Answer it."
"I'll handle it. Hngh—! Ah... Hu..."
Ahyeon finished clearing her throat and picked up.
"Hello? Mom? Yeah, I'm just hanging out."
Not on speaker, so I could only hear Ahyeon's side, but it didn't matter.
I just hoped this perfectly timed family call would push her to make up her mind.
"Me? Oh, my nose is a bit stuffy... Yeah, yeah. During Mapudu, we were in dorms practicing non-stop and overdid it, so maybe I caught a cold? Haha... Yeah, I took some medicine. Celia's debut date? Oh, that. Well... um..."
Ahyeon's hands trembled violently.
She shot me sidelong glances, biting her lip so hard I worried it'd bleed, and her eyes held a tangle of complicated emotions.
'Nice...'
She hated my sleaziness, loathed it, but her gaze knew no one else could lead her to the big stage.
Ahyeon knew it too.
If Celia's debut fell through and she went back to her agency, it'd be wasted time getting shelved, and even if she debuted somehow, she'd fade away uploading videos on NewTube or whatever her company shot.
Plus, the offer to sell her body was just delayed, not gone forever—that anxiety was helping me out.
That was the fate of your typical no-name idol.
As a trainee from such an agency, Ahyeon must have harbored doubts about how it was run.
I flashed a grin at the trembling Ahyeon, and she squeezed her eyes shut before speaking.
"S-so... Celia's debut... is... around next month! Yeah. With the debut song and practice, time's tight...! The contract? Oh, that..."
Her mom must've asked about signing as a Celia member.
Ahyeon was an adult, sure, but barely twenty.
In the industry, most came with parents to sign.
"Th-they'll contact me soon! Yeah, yeah. Of course I'll go with you, Mom. Don't worry. Oh, are you heading back to work now? Must be tough... Yeah. Take care of yourself, Mom... I'll succeed soon and... Oh, no! Haha. Yeah, gotta go."
A quick call to her daughter before work, huh.
No wonder Ahyeon insisted on answering in this situation.
The phone ended, and as Ahyeon set it down, her hand felt endlessly frail.
Even holding that much seemed too much; it drooped, her eyes red and swelling.
Feeling a pang of guilt, I threw an arm around her shoulders and pulled her even tighter—♡.
"Hngh!! D-don't... We're too close..."
"Obviously. That's the point."
"..."
Ahyeon set her phone down and fiddled with her nails.
Pushed into lying to her mom, now she looked worried about it.
The faster and louder the nail-biting got, the deeper her turmoil grew.
"Feeling conflicted? About lying to your mom?"
"Yeah... More than that, let go... Don't do this. Don't touch me..."
"Nope."
I grabbed her shoulders and yanked her closer; her firm tits mashed together, carving a deep shadow in her cleavage.
"Hngh! N-no... Stop..."
"Stop? You hate me touching you, or hate yourself for lying?"
"...Both."
"I can fix both. Make you feel good, turn that lie into truth."
"...Just let go!!"
Ahyeon shoved me away with both hands and scooted to the far end of the sofa.
But to me, that was good news.
Her prudishness and body-shyness made her push, but it proved she wasn't ditching Celia.
"You want to be in Celia, right? Show off your success, put a smile on your mom's face? Yeah?"
"Don't talk like that... Even you, Director, I'm losing patience!"
"Be honest. You're still here because you want Celia, right? Otherwise, you'd have bolted after shoving me."
"...!! I-I'll run anyway!"
Ahyeon jumped up.
She clenched her fists, glared at me, and headed for the door, but...
"...Ugh... Hng... Hngh..."
Over her hand on the knob, fluffy tears dripped onto her knuckles.
How long had she been crying for them to soak her hand like that?
Her shoulders shook; the tears were flowing again.
"...Ahyeon. If you open that door and leave, it's over. You'll know I took your refusal."
"Ha... Hngh... Sniff..."
Ahyeon turned, showing her tear-streaked pretty face, and sat back beside me.
"Smart choice. If you want to be an idol, honestly, it's not a bad deal. Better than grinding no-name gigs and later bedding fat PDs or sponsors. Doing it with me and skyrocketing with Celia is way more practical, right?"
Sweet-talking to help her rationalize it herself.
"And your mom heading to work? 'Take care' sounds like it's tough..."
From overhearing, their family wasn't well-off... Yeah, I could take her right here.
"...."
"Ahyeon? Gonna clam up? Should I just go? Getting stuffy."
"...Mom works at a factory and does a few side gigs..."
"She's busting her ass for you. What about Dad?"
"No."
Clipped and firm. Split when she was little, probably.
"Sorry. Siblings?"
"One older brother."
"Hmm... Tough circumstances, but he supported your idol dream..."
"Yeah. He dropped college, went straight to the factory to back me up. A foolish sister chasing a pipe dream like idol... Can't keep up without extra lessons beyond agency training these days..."
"Got it. But you're so... pretty, so they're pushing you as an idol. Now repay them. And the way to do it? Right in front of you."
With that, I kissed her shoulder.
Smack—♡
"Hng!! Hngh... Hngh...! D-do I really have to do it here...? This is insane... What is this all of a sudden...? Why is this happening... Hngh..."
"This? Lady luck smiled on you. Sex with a catch like me, straight ticket to top-tier idol—and you don't see how lucky you are? So young and clueless."
This time, on her flushed cheek...
Smack♡ Smack♡ Smack—!
Raining kisses.
"?! Eek!! W-wait... I-I can't... I-I've never... It's my first time... Never even dated a guy..."
"Perfect... Extra points."
Ahyeon wasn't just a virgin—she was saint-level pure.
Mood soaring, I stroked her thigh too.
Soft and supple...
"Hnggggh!!!"
Incredibly smooth, pristine thighs.
Pale as clouds.
"Feels great... Perfectly toned body..."
"Gives me chills... Embarrassing..."
"It's fine. You'll get used to it quick. Bluntly, just think of it as fun with a hot guy."
I grabbed the off-shoulder top on her shoulders and tugged it down.
"Kyaa! Hnggggh!!"
She clutched her chest, resisting as it clung.
Peeling it off delicately would take forever.
Maybe she needed time alone to think...
"Ahyeon. Want to go to that room, undress alone, and come back? Looks like you need time to sort your head."
"C-can... Can I not...?"
Those wet, pleading eyes gazing up pitifully, saying something so shameless.
Her pathetic look almost softened me, but no dice.
I smirked and shot back.
"No. Pretend it never happened? Celia was gonna divvy up big settlement fees too... Without you, back to original rank—Seojin the trainee?"
I stood abruptly, and Ahyeon grabbed my arm.
"N-no... I-I'll... undress... and come..."
With that, Ahyeon went into the room to bare herself for me.
Crying echoed from the room.
Zip sounds mixed in—I pictured her face as she stripped, and it only hardened me more.
How heartbreaking, how humiliating, to give her virginity to a stranger in this materialistic deal.
After a long wait, I finally saw her body.
Click—
The door to the makeshift changing room creaked open.
Locked fearing I'd barge in? Cute.
Anyway, a stunning, ultra-feminine nude slowly emerged.
"Oh..."
An involuntary gasp of admiration.
I'd expected great, but stripped bare, she was beyond imagination—dreamlike.
A body straight out of a comic, unreal curves.
Art—that's all it was.
"U-ugh... Hngh..."
Ahyeon stood crying, slender arms hiding her full breasts.
I beckoned with a hand and spoke.
"Come closer. Want to see up close."
"...."
She hesitated, so I lunged forward impatiently.
"Kyaa!!"
She backed up, but I grabbed her arm, exposing those pink nipples.
"Kyaa! Eek!!! P-please... D-don't look... Let go... This is too much... Hngh... Ah..."
"Got it. I'll let go. Then don't cover your tits—show me properly."
"Hngh... O-okay... I'll do it myself..."
Ahyeon shyly cupped her breasts from below, proudly displaying those huge, ripe orbs.
"Hngh... Haaang..."
Smooth, flawless nipples.
Tits massive yet perky, holding shape perfectly... Ah... my dick...
'Gonna burst...'
I was rock-hard.