Chapter 201
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 201
Chapter Title: Part 2 - Three Thousand, No, Make It Four Thousand
I didn't know much about Seyeon's family situation, but it was clear money was the issue.
Seyeon, who had outright asked about the appearance fee, showed interest in the lead role in Rising Star.
The image of her bawling her eyes out in the bar after I just groped her tits a bit was still fresh in my mind, but seeing her act like this now, she must be pretty desperate.
Whatever. I kept stroking Seyeon's thigh and said,
It clung to my hand like rice cake.
"Seyeon, mind if I keep kneading this?"
"Hng... hng! Even if I say don't... you'll just grope it anyway..."
"Your thigh's so soft I can't keep my hands off it. But this isn't really forcing it—feels more like you're offering it up."
"W-What?"
"Come on, you are. You ask about the fee and sit quietly next to me like you're saying, 'Here, have some body if you want...'"
"You say one more word and I'm out the door."
My words must've hit her pride hard because Seyeon grabbed my hand, flung it aside, and glared at me fiercely.
She huffed a little snort, scooted her ass over to one side, and crossed her legs all haughty-like.
The classic female power play: Don't you dare think I'm easy.
I decided to play along.
"Okay, okay. That was too harsh just now. Sorry."
"Good, you get it. But... could you put some pants on? I don't even know where to look..."
"Nope. I just fucked like crazy, wanna air out down there a bit."
"Haa... seriously, you're not a kid anymore..."
Seyeon shook her head and sighed.
Seemed she'd given up on getting me to wear pants. She kept her eyes fixed straight ahead, avoiding my dick as much as possible.
A shame she wasn't looking at me, but her profile was just as gorgeous, so it wasn't bad at all.
I combed through Seyeon's long hair with my fingers and gradually drew closer.
"Nng... don't touch..."
"Then want me to keep rubbing your thigh or body?"
"...Just the hair."
Seyeon's eyes softened a touch.
She talked tough, but getting her hair stroked must've felt like a trip to the salon— all fuzzy and nice.
Man, her hair's so silky... Wonder if it'd feel good wrapped around my dick, shaking it out. Should I just force it?
"Hey... you're not thinking anything weird, are you?"
"Huh? Oh, nah. I already blew off all my steam on Mina earlier, so no worries."
"Right. So about what I asked before... how much is the appearance fee...?"
Her voice trailed off softer and softer.
She seemed really embarrassed to be asking something so greedy herself.
I let out a little hum and opened my mouth.
"Appearance fee, huh... If you take the role, well... honestly, since you're a rookie, the rate won't be that high. There's production costs, and everything from fees to shooting expenses and crew wages comes out of that budget. Hard to splurge on newbies."
"Ah, yeah... figured as much..."
"But we're planning a huge promo push before Newflix launches, and it'll be our flagship drama. If it hits big, your popularity shoots up, right? After that, the high-paying ads and castings will roll in on their own. Sound good? Rare opportunity."
"Mm..."
As soon as I finished, Seyeon bit her nails and sank into thought.
She sucked in her breath alone, her eyes crinkling so cutely, and that serious look was weirdly sexy.
Her eyes slanted up sharp and alluring, giving off this refined vibe.
I enjoyed the view while burying my nose in her hair and sniffing away.
Sniff sniff...
Shampoo scent... mixed with her body smell, making my head spin in the best way.
Nice...
"Hey, back off a bit."
"Sorry. So, thought it over? Just do it with me quick and—"
"Anyway, it'll take a while. For the money to actually come to me..."
"..."
Does she need cash like, right now?
This wasn't some long-term plan like "family's struggling, so I gotta make it big." It was the tone of someone who needed money yesterday.
The nuance that anything not paying out immediately was worthless gave me a hint.
"Seyeon. You in a rush?"
"...No. H-ha... it's nothing. I'll just head out n— Kyaa?!"
I grabbed Seyeon's wrist as she tried to bail and yanked her back down, then kept talking.
"Seyeon. Running away solves nothing. You came to me today 'cause you're desperate and grasping at straws, right? Be straight with me. What's up."
"Ah..."
Put on the spot, Seyeon's eyes twitched in agony.
Her lips quivered, her gaze turning pitiful like she might cry any second.
"Hm... looks like it's not something minor, huh? Hard to talk about? I won't push then. But,"
I stroked her shoulder soothingly and brought my mouth to her ear.
"If you leave like this, you'll just drag out your hard times. Seems like family stuff, so your relatives are suffering too. Not that I know details—whatever. Point is, remember this: money or your idol career, I can help. Only I can. That's why you're hovering around me, yeah?"
"I... wasn't exactly hovering..."
"Don't lie. 'Just saying hi after recording'? Bullshit. You're hurting bad and clinging to even a guy like me. Hoping something happens. Spill it proper!"
I grabbed her shoulders and shook. Seyeon shuddered like her soul had fled.
Staring blankly into space with dark eyes, she murmured low.
"...If I tell you."
"Yeah?"
"If I tell you, Director, how far would you help?"
She looked up at me with teary eyes, so wistful it nearly triggered my protective instincts—I almost hugged her tight.
Wanted to scoop her up and mash those full tits against my chest, but the mood was too serious—even I wouldn't ruin it.
Except my bare lower half had my dick twitching in plain sight.
"How far... depends on what you do, Seyeon?"
"...That's vague."
"Hm, you seem braver now, so straight talk: give me your body, you get the Rising Star lead plus separate incentives. Secret royalties just between us, outside production budget. Agency stays in the dark, obviously."
"My... body...?"
"Yeah. See Mina sprawled out there? Even a top-tier idol like her, from Preemist, lobbies with her body. So don't overthink—just think of it as one quick fuck favor..."
"How much."
"...What?"
"How much will you give me..."
Seyeon steeled herself; her expression turned bold.
She glanced at Mina, creampied and lying across from us, and it must've given her courage.
Not planned, but Mina's surprise director's office visit worked out great.
Reward her next time by creaming her ass too.
Anyway, Seyeon was now openly at the negotiation table, haggling away. Took her forever to decide, but once she did, boom—straight to action.
Loved that fiery side, just like her hair color.
"Got a number in mind? Honestly, for a random trainee, giving you the lead in our big-budget drama plus bonuses..."
"Skip the extras. What matters most is you want me over other trainees, right?"
"..."
"You could fuck pretty idols with killer bodies like Senior Mina anytime. But you're pushing me this hard to get a taste, so you're pretty desperate too, huh? Right? Right?!"
Well... you are tasty-looking...
Plus, confirmed virgin from last time at the bar—your value skyrocketed in my head.
But wait, how much does she need to come on this strong?
Did someone kidnap her or what?
Seyeon was coming out swinging, flipping the dynamic, but I still held the cards.
I crossed my arms and spoke leisurely.
"Tch, fine. You're suddenly so straightforward, it's throwing me off, but I like it. Special for you: 500. First time giving pocket money on top of fuck favors. Be grateful, Seyeon."
I'd given poor little Ayul various aids, but handing over lump-sum cash like this? Seyeon was the first.
Rising Star lead for a no-name agency trainee + 5 million won.
If I yelled "first come, first served," every idol trainee in Korea would strip and charge over.
Whatever was up with her family, this should make her happy...
"Too low. Way too low..."
"...What?"
"Three thousand... no, four thousand. Please?"
"??"
Did I hear wrong?
"What? How much?"
"Four... thousand..."
"Seyeon."
"Yes."
"You ordering Chinese? Four thousand? I misheard, right?"
"Sorry. My family's really in a bind..."
"..."
I was speechless.
Seyeon's pussy price,
fucking expensive.