Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Let Me In.
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The survival show was a done deal, and naturally, the project girl group was a foregone conclusion.
Right now, we were in the foundation-laying stage.
We'd settled on NS Entertainment for the name of the entertainment company under our broadcasting station.
No special meaning behind it.
Just something like, if it hangs on your nose, it's a nose ring; if it hangs on your ear, it's an earring. We simply borrowed a bit from NSS Broadcasting and slapped it together.
Oh, and the program name had come out too.
'My Producer Season 1'
A simple, straightforward title that captured exactly what the show was about.
For reference, the final debut lineup would be seven members, starting with ninety survival participants.
A competition rate just over ten to one. We'd already reached out to most of the major agencies to solicit applications.
But that visible competition rate didn't seem to be the whole story.
"Station Director, were there this many idol trainees in our country?"
"Tell me about it. This is a problem."
Secretary Shin and I were sitting at a café, flipping through stacks of documents and letting out sighs.
"We haven't even contacted everyone yet..."
"We only reached out to the big and mid-tier agencies first, right? And we're already seeing this many. This is beyond what I expected."
Big-name agencies were bound to have a higher chance of trainees with star potential.
They didn't just take anyone; especially the larger ones were extremely picky.
Those who got cut from there ended up at no-name agencies, and those agencies were desperate to hit it big just once and climb the ladder.
It was the natural trickle-down flow of the entertainment industry.
That was the logic behind reaching out to the well-known agencies first, asking them to send their trainees our way. But the situation seemed reversed.
"This... feels like the survival show has already started."
"It's only been two days since applications opened, and we're already over sixty. Once the proper announcement goes up, every agency will swarm it. Ah, my head hurts."
Secretary Shin, in charge of sorting the documents, wailed in despair.
"I didn't expect this kind of rush. Though, makes sense—if they debut through us, it'll be music shows, variety, ads, full tour circuit."
"Of course they'd rake in profits and massive public exposure. No wonder the agencies are salivating."
And I recalled what An PD had said.
The next quarter would see a flood of girl groups representing the new generation.
But timing-wise, our launch group would hit the same quarter too.
So rather than overlapping and missing the opening hype, they figured they'd throw their trainees into the survival show for a shot at the spotlight.
Even if they didn't make the final debut, getting face time was a win—nothing to lose.
"We'll have to interview all these later. This is insane. Whatever, let's grab some food first."
"Yes, sir."
Secretary Shin and I tidied up roughly and left the café.
For the record, we were out on errands for setting up NS Entertainment—visiting offices here and there, submitting paperwork.
We could've left it to the legal team, but I wanted to handle it myself, heart pounding with excitement.
Especially since it was my own subsidiary.
Tomorrow, we'd scout office buildings.
The survival show kicked off in a month, and sorting the final debut group would take another three or four months, give or take.
We had some places in mind but hadn't visited yet. They looked suitable for an agency headquarters at a glance.
Time wasn't super tight, so food came first right now.
"What do you want to eat?"
"How about sashimi? It goes great with spicy stew!"
"Yeah, I love it that way too."
"What a coincidence, hehe."
"Let's go to a place I know."
"Yes!"
Something felt a bit off, but matching tastes were a good sign.
We walked side by side to the car.
As autumn deepened, the wind had turned quite chilly, making Secretary Shin shiver.
She wasn't dressed as revealingly as before—just a bit on the thin side.
Black skirt covering her thighs just right, paired with a white knit. Cardigan over top.
Guess my comment about her looking cheap had really hit home.
Shock therapy really was the way to go.
"Cold?"
"Hee-hee, a little chilly. Winter's creeping in."
"Here, wear this."
I draped my coat over her shoulders.
Since I'd dragged her out, I felt a twinge of guilt, and seeing her tremble made me want to give her my jacket.
"Ah, I'm fine. Thank you... But how do I look today? What do you think, Station Director?"
"Right up my alley. Clean and fresh—I like it. No more squeezing into those trashy tight clothes. Dress like a college girl from now on."
"Yessir... hehe."
Secretary Shin clutched the coat tight, wrapping herself in it.
She even sniffed it deeply—honestly, kinda pervy.
I'd given her my jacket; what more did she want? But she sidled up closer, grabbing my arm.
Her breast side pressed against me, jiggling softly.
"What?"
"Is it weird to link arms with the guy who took his clothes off for me?"
"It's uncomfortable."
"I'm cold. Just for a bit."
"Mm, fine..."
She didn't let go of my arm until we reached the car.
I'd told her not to show it at work, but here she was being obvious again.
Ask why, and it'd be, 'You said no showing at work—this is outside.'
...Too obvious; I opened my mouth then shut it.
Food arrived at the restaurant, and we dug in heartily.
Then Secretary Shin said,
"This feels so nice."
"Yeah. Skipping work, eating fancy on company dime—feels fresh."
"Not that. Feels like a date."
"...Oh yeah, thanks for changing all the bedding and sheets at my place last time."
I dodged the flirty line, changing the subject.
"Seeing traces of you rolling around with another woman—I couldn't just leave it."
"...Let's not talk about that."
"I was shocked. Thought you'd never do one-nights."
"I'm a guy too. Can sleep with a pretty girl."
"Then... that... me..."
She hesitated, face flushing bright red.
Seemed like she wanted to say something embarrassing, so I cut in first.
"Secretary Shin, if we get too sticky, we can't work together. I don't dislike you, so let's get to know each other more first. The stalking was creepy, though."
"Yes... sorry."
"You won't do it again?"
"No."
"Good, finish eating."
"Hing..."
A woman like Secretary Shin acting this way because she likes me—who could refuse?
The boss-subordinate relationship excuses were probably just that—excuses.
If we dated, sneaking kisses in the office would be fun as hell.
But there were still plenty of idols waiting for my dick.
If I thought Secretary Shin—no, Min-seo—was a fool, I'd use her as a girlfriend while banging idols left and right. But that'd hurt her deeply.
She'd cried all night just knowing about Sua.
Not dating but just fucking felt too cheap for what we had.
So, hold back for now...
Then my phone buzzed with a KakaoTalk.
From an unknown number—not friended yet.
No, I knew her.
Profile pic showed a face I knew well, plus the size of her tits and how tight her pussy gripped.
'See? They're biting already.'
It was Sihyun.
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After eating, I dropped Secretary Shin home.
She asked what was up so suddenly, but I said I had to meet someone urgently and headed off to see Sihyun.
Sihyun had sent a thank-you KakaoTalk.
Even though it'd been an equal exchange for her huge tits and that tight, squeezing pussy—what was she so grateful for? She celebrated her music show return and variety appearance with a barrage of cute emoticons.
I'd have just clapped back politely and left it there, but her final line stirred my blood.
-Let's talk in Room 207 at OO Motel♡
Sorry, Secretary Shin! I just fell into this swamp! Gonna enjoy it more!
I screamed internally and floored it.
For Sihyun's prime fuck material body.
Lost in dirty thoughts, I was at 207 in no time.
Running like a dog after dick felt pathetic, but manly—I jerked off the thought and knocked.
Click—the door cracked open. Sihyun peeked, saw me, and grinned.
An idol booking a motel room first, calling a guy over, opening the door with a bright smile...
I grabbed her tits the second I stepped in.
"Eek! Oppa, too sudden? I didn't say I'd give it up today?"
"You call a guy to a motel and say what?!"
I squeezed harder.
Squish squish...
Sihyun's massive jugs were the best. Wanted to own and suck them.
While I kneaded her breasts, she dutifully offered them up and sat on the sofa.
I finally let go and sat opposite.
"But calling me out of the blue—what's up? Need something else?"
"Ah, wanted to thank you in person for pulling strings♡"
"For that, you pick the most secretive, shady spot?"
"I'm an idol, even if I look like this."
That's what makes it hotter.
"If it's thanks, then of course..."
I spread my legs, showing off my hard-on.
The silhouette was clear even through my zipped pants.
"...Impressive size... But that's not it. I already paid in body upfront."
The girl who'd just let me grope her tits freely turned cold.
Just a sample, huh.
Sensing she wanted something, I spoke up.
"Hm, no free fucks after all. So, what do you want? If it's no-go for me, I'll bounce."
That moaning earlier—was it all acting? A bit disappointing, but I pressed on.
"Heard you're doing a survival show? You're overseeing it, right?"
"Yeah. Word travels fast."
"Agency's making a fuss about sending girls. Even debating debuted ones. Asked friends at other agencies—they're scraping everyone, debuted or not."
"Well, starting at ninety, tons wanna join—most'll get cut anyway."
"Right, that's it. So..."
Sihyun provocatively undid her blouse buttons and continued.
"Put me in there."