Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Hidden Camera Criminal Shin Jae-hyun
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-You think that's doable in just one day?
-Sasaeng fans track down where celebrities live, so for me it's a piece of cake.
-Then I'll give you the signal tomorrow, so dig hard. Something worth the call will turn up.
-Hyung, I'll trust you and shake him down?
-Trust only me.
Yesterday's conversation. He wasn't kidding, and Jin-seong was a total pro.
In just one day, he'd tracked down exactly where Shin Jae-hyun lived—even the apartment number.
I figured it'd take several days, so I must've underestimated him.
What a terrifying guy.
I'd better take good care of him from now on.
For reference, Shin Jae-hyun was currently recording a radio show at our station.
He was there to promote his new single, but that wasn't my concern.
What mattered was that he was here.
"Jae-hyun, what's the concept behind this track?"
"Yes, this song is..."
There wasn't a trace of the thuggish attitude he'd shown me.
Shin Jae-hyun answered the host's questions diligently, hard at work.
Then our eyes met.
For a split second, our gazes locked in midair, and he scowled, his disgust plain as day.
Of course, he smoothed his expression right away and refocused on the radio, but that killed any guilt I might've felt.
I'd messaged Jin-seong a while back that Shin Jae-hyun and his managers were here.
Any moment now... And right on cue, my phone buzzed.
"Hey, find anything good?"
"Heh, hyung, this guy's a total repeat offender."
"Looks like you hit paydirt."
"How'd you know, hyung?"
"Got lucky, that's all."
"Anyway, he'd saved all these videos not just on his computer but on USBs too—locked in a drawer and everything. Several of 'em."
"Kekeke, nice. Good work. We'll meet up later."
"Yeah."
Things were going smoothly.
*
Darkness had swallowed the broadcast station building.
Even so, lights still burned in plenty of spots inside.
Filming doesn't care about night or day.
I waited in a conference room that was mostly empty of people.
With a tempting gift prepared, no less.
He'd love it.
I was chuckling to myself when footsteps echoed louder and louder down the dark hallway.
A man pushed open the door and stepped in.
"What the hell? Why'd you call me here?"
Shin Jae-hyun sounded utterly annoyed as he shut the door and leaned against the wall.
We stood at opposite ends of the long conference table, facing off.
I spoke first.
"Why'd I call you?"
"Why'd you call me?"
"We're the same age anyway, so I'll drop the formalities, Jae-hyun. You keep using them—I'm higher up, after all."
"? Is this punk nuts?"
As expected, Shin Jae-hyun flew into a rage and started stomping toward me.
I smirked, unfazed, and clicked the screen controller.
Beep—
-Ahh! Haah! Oppa, it feels so good!
-You like my hand that much?
-Haah!! Yes...
"......"
The screen showed a man and woman locked in a steamy, intimate act.
Something that should've stayed locked in their memories was now playing in full video glory.
Shin Jae-hyun probably knew exactly why—he'd filmed it himself. Harang, the girl in the video, had no clue.
"Jae-hyun, if you didn't want anyone hating you, you shouldn't have left stuff like this lying around."
I cranked up the volume.
-Haah! Haaang!! Jae-hyun oppa!
As the moans filled the conference room, Shin Jae-hyun shrank back more and more.
His advancing steps froze; his mouth hung open, gaping like a fish.
His eyes spun in confusion, his face flushing a nice shade of red.
Anyone could guess how hard his heart was pounding.
I fast-forwarded the video.
I'd seen this scene before in the basement, so no thrill for me.
It was just a tool to shut him up for good.
And at the end:
-Let's see how it turned out~
Shin Jae-hyun grinned wide as he retrieved the camera—captured perfectly.
"Wow, Jae-hyun, you got the setup and retrieval shots too. Perfectly filmed~."
"......"
"Jae-hyun, does Harang know about this? Or your exes?"
"......"
No answer.
His hands trembled—he was probably picturing his future.
I spiced up his imagination with some reality.
"Jae-hyun? What's the holdup? Time to turn yourself in. Might cut your sentence a bit."
"......."
"Don't wanna? Fine, I'll just contact the agencies of those girl idols you filmed. Looks like about five of 'em?"
"......"
"Why's this punk so quiet? Always running his mouth before. Whatever, Jin-seong."
"Yeah, hyung."
Jin-seong, fiddling with the computer in the corner, replied.
"Contact those agencies with the videos."
"Got it."
As Jin-seong pulled out his phone, the mute Shin Jae-hyun finally spoke.
"W-Wait a sec..."
"Hm? Gonna confess?"
"Th-That is..."
"All that tough guy act, and now you can't even talk."
"I... I messed up."
Shin Jae-hyun glanced around, did some mental math, and dropped to his knees.
Figured it was his best play.
Exactly what we wanted, so good.
Still, needed to push harder. Make sure he never crawled back.
"What're you saying, Jae-hyun? You think I'm doing this 'cause we don't get along and I wanna screw you over?"
"Station Director, I'm truly sorry up to now..."
"I just hate having a criminal on my shows. And as a law-abiding citizen, I can't ignore the victims. Kekeke."
I let out a sleazy laugh.
All these sexual favors lately—had they eroded my moral compass?
Lately, I felt myself slipping. But life was way more fun now!
"What're you waiting for, Jin-seong? Send the videos to the agencies!"
"Sending now!"
"N-No!!!"
"Hm?"
Shin Jae-hyun placed his fist on his thigh, trembling.
Humiliation topped with terror.
And now, on his knees, he swallowed his rage meekly.
"Y-You showed me this 'cause you want something, right...? I'll do anything.... Please... just pretend you never saw it... I won't even ask for the videos back. Just delete them, and I'll do whatever..."
"Hmm... tempting?"
"Please! I beg you, Station Director!!"
He slammed his forehead to the floor, groveling like a dog.
"Hmm..."
"Please! Station Director! I apologize for being a dick all this time. It was jealousy! I dreamed of rising to the top in this industry too, but seeing you—a guy my age—as Station Director made me envious, so I picked fights! And everyone praising your looks on top of that? It burned me up! Forgive me!!"
Shin Jae-hyun begged until his palms must've been raw, crawling right up to me and pleading like I was a god.
Yeah, this level of hidden cam stuff? He'd rot in prison for years.
Victim idols suing through their agencies? He'd be crushed.
He must be scared shitless.
"Sigh... Jae-hyun. So you want me to bury this golden footage?"
"I'll pay anything! Please!"
"Hah, you think I'm broke? Idiot?"
"Th-Then...?"
"Hmm... You mocked me about girls, right? Yeah, spot on. Haven't dated in years—been on the back burner. Lately, I've been craving some. So call Harang."
"...? Why Harang...?"
"Why? You bragged about your girlfriend to me. Let me have a taste—call her to the hotel room I'm booking now."
I didn't mention how I'd already rolled around with her plenty.
Felt bad for her, and if Shin Jae-hyun felt betrayed, it'd dilute his despair when I stole her.
"St-Station Director. Please, not that... I love Harang. She loves me too. We're serious. Anything but that..."
"Jin-seong! Send the videos!"
"N-No, I'll call her! I'll call Harang!"
"There we go."
After that, Shin Jae-hyun and I headed to the reserved hotel room. Jin-seong said he'd collect his cut later and bailed.
Shin Jae-hyun was tense the whole way, sniffling tears—but more for Harang than himself.
This punk really loves her. Then why film hidden cams, moron?
At the room, I sat him in a chair by the bed.
Prime seats, special for him.
"When's Harang getting here? Told her room 304, right?"
"Y-Yes.... She's in the lobby now..."
"Good."
"St-Station Director. If I do this... you'll really let it slide?"
"For now? Depends on how you act from here."
"....Understood. Thank you, Station Director."
Right then, the bell rang.
Harang stood at the door, clueless, thinking she'd spend cozy time with her boyfriend in a hotel.
"Bring her in."
"Yes..."
Shin Jae-hyun opened the door, and Harang bounced in, excited.
"Kyaa, oppa! This place is famous for the view—how'd you snag it on a Friday night? Oppa, look out the window..."
She stepped inside to check the scenery, and our eyes met.
"Wh-what? Station Director?"
I pulled her into a hug right away.
"Eek!!! What the—suddenly?! Let go!!"
"Let go? Jae-hyun, what should I do? Drop her?"
"......"
Trapped in my arms, Harang panicked and shoved at me.
During sexual favors, she moaned how good it felt with my dick inside—now, with her boyfriend here, she played shy.
Anyway, I waited for Shin Jae-hyun's answer. He finally spoke.
"H-Harang..."
"Oppa!! Help me! Why's the Station Director here? Make him let go!"
".....I'm really sorry, but..."
"Help me?!"
"G-Give in... to the Station Director..."
"....?"
"Just... this once..."