Chapter 44
Chapter 44
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 44
Chapter Title: Min Ah-yul
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"So, you want to keep rolling around with idols?"
"...Yeah."
I told Secretary Shin everything honestly.
Lately, I'd been receiving a ton of sexual favors.
Once my lust exploded, I couldn't stop—and didn't want to.
I even confessed that if we started dating, I wouldn't be able to fool around freely anymore, which was why I'd been dragging my feet and dodging her flirting all this time.
"You're so shameless. That whole confession thing—was that just said in the heat of the moment too? To protect those girls."
"No. I do want to date you, Secretary Shin. It's just that this little guy down here is screaming to plunge into as many as possible..."
"Hmmm..."
Secretary Shin glanced at my crotch, then averted her eyes, her cheeks flushing red.
She must've imagined what this thick thing inside looked like for a moment—and knowing she'd get to see it soon had her all excited.
And I was the same.
It's huge...
I swallowed hard, staring at Secretary Shin's breasts.
That bulging silhouette that even her babydoll coat couldn't hide.
Last time at my place, when her dress shirt burst open, I'd only caught a glimpse of the upper curves—and they were already massive.
If I stripped her bare...
"Your sex drive must be insane. I mean... you're staring at my chest so openly..."
"Ahem, sorry. But why'd you dress like that? Did you really get so wasted you just threw on whatever...?"
Secretary Shin slightly opened her coat to show me.
Underneath was nothing but pale skin, with her underwear barely covering the important bits.
She'd been pounding soju in her lingerie, got drunk, threw on the coat haphazardly, and come over like that. What a mess.
A tightly wrapped coat hiding a near-nude body. Fucking hot.
But she seemed embarrassed to show it off long and quickly closed the coat again.
"...At least you didn't come naked. That's something."
"Yeah..."
A brief silence fell.
Secretary Shin was mortified now that the alcohol had worn off and she realized how rude she'd been to me. And I was embarrassed after spilling all my deeds.
Hell, wanting to date her but also permission to fool around with other women? Even I thought I was crazy.
Yeah, just tasting Secretary Shin would be enough to make any man happy.
Though I'm not sure I could hold back on the favors.
Anyway, I carefully opened my mouth to voice my thoughts.
"Haha, yeah, it's a bit much, right? Doesn't make sense..."
"Okay. Let's do it that way."
"Huh?"
Secretary Shin grabbed my arm tightly.
Her huge breasts pressed right against it, the soft, squishy sensation pure bliss.
"I've stalked you and dug into your background—that's on me. And expecting a man like you, Station Director, to stick to just one woman? That's my greed talking. If I tried to stop you, it'd fall apart fast anyway. So go ahead and take those favors. But."
"But?"
"From now on, tell me who you're getting them from—and everyone you've been with so far. Don't embarrass yourself by contacting them directly; go through me."
"No, that's too much for me to ask. You don't have to go that far..."
"I'm your secretary. Isn't it natural? Or... do you want to hide something?"
"...Okay, we'll do it your way. But you're really fine with this?"
"Yes. But remember this: I'm the main one. If you leave me for some other girl—not just lust, but actual love... you know what I'll do, right? I'll see it as her stealing you from me and bury her completely."
Her eyes turned scary again.
If I ever cheated, she'd crush me to dust.
But that wouldn't happen anyway, and these terms were a godsend for me.
So I immediately pulled Secretary Shin into a hug.
"Eek!"
"Thanks for understanding, Secretary Shin!"
"S-So now we're...?"
"Yeah. Let's date."
"Kyaa! Awesome!"
We hugged even tighter.
I savored the feel of her plump breasts, burying my nose in the nape of her neck and sniffing deeply.
Her raw body scent, unwashed after drinking all night.
But it was fragrant. A woman's body just naturally exudes this alluring aroma, no matter what.
Secretary Shin's scent felt especially intoxicating.
Sniff sniff.
"Um... dating is great, but you're being so blatant about sniffing..."
"What's wrong? You're mine now."
"Still... there's such a thing as pacing ourselves..."
"What's pace between us?"
"But..."
I almost groped her breasts right then but held back, realizing it might be too fast.
More importantly, this was the office.
Office romance had to stay secret between us.
If rumors spread, all eyes would be on us, and it'd be exhausting.
The director's office was safe from eavesdroppers, but caution was key.
"Sorry. Got carried away."
"Um... so tonight, our first date...?"
"Ah, sorry, can't. I have prior plans."
"...Are you joking right now?"
"No, really. It's important—about My Producer."
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Evening arrived.
Actually, I'd contacted Min Ah-yul this morning.
Told her about a great opportunity, an amazing chance, and begged her to come.
She was so wary that meeting in person freaked her out, but when I suggested just chatting over coffee at a café, she finally agreed.
Now, we were at the agreed café, sipping coffee and waiting for Ah-yul.
"She sings that well? Then why's she just busking? Why not join an agency?"
Secretary Shin insisted on tagging along, so she'd gone home, showered, gotten dressed properly, and come with me.
As my secretary, it was natural for My Producer business, but when I said I liked this girl, she bared her teeth and stuck close...
"Right? I got curious and did a little digging. Her family's on the brink of falling apart financially. Not well-off enough to chase entertainment dreams, but too promising to give up, so she's been busking."
"...You're scary, Director. Even doing background checks."
"Gotta know who I'm fast-tracking to My Producer, right? But you're one to talk, Secretary Shin."
"...Hehe. Sorry~"
Secretary Shin grinned like a mischievous kid and pretended to look away.
She knew she was guilty too.
Back to the point: through Jin Seong-yi, I learned Min Ah-yul grew up with her younger sibling under their grandmother's care.
Dad died young, mom ran off.
Poor grandma scraped by to raise them—a tearjerker story.
I hadn't asked for a deep dive, but chatting with my buddy Jin Seong-yi brought up Ah-yul. She seemed so gloomy, I wondered about her background. He looked into it on his own.
I'd asked him to manage the group debuting via My Producer, so maybe he felt responsible for checking out potentials.
Shows he'll manage the girls thoroughly.
"Oh, isn't that her? Super pretty but looks so down—exactly her."
Secretary Shin pointed to the café entrance.
There was Ah-yul, looking melancholic as ever in a black skirt and hoodie.
No proper makeup, but even in that drab outfit, her pretty face shone through.
"Yeah, that's her. Ah-yul! Over here!"
Hearing her name, Ah-yul approached our table cautiously.
"Have a seat, make yourself comfortable."
"Okay..."
She bowed politely before sitting.
Shy and introverted, so she didn't talk much—but surprisingly polite.
"Thanks for coming. By the way, your age...?"
"Twenty."
"Figured you looked young. Mind if we drop the formalities?"
"Sure..."
"Great. As I said last time, I'm Station Director Kim Han-seo. This is..."
"Shin Min-seo, the director's secretary. Call me noona and relax."
"Okay... but sec...retary?"
Ah-yul tilted her head.
Secretary Shin had introduced herself as such, but she was arm-in-arm with me, rubbing her chest against mine.
"Secretary Shin, not in public..."
"Ahaha, sorry, slipped. Oh, secretary and girlfriend—cut me some slack."
"Ah, okay..."
"Ignore that. I called you about auditions—ever thought of trying?"
"Auditions?"
"Yeah, a survival audition."
I pulled out the My Producer application form.
Like a self-intro, but for broadcast, so it asked about hobbies, talents—everything.
Handing it to Ah-yul lit up her usually blank eyes.
"I-Is this... that show airing in a month...?"
"Yep, My Producer Season 1. Viewers would love your voice. Interested?"
"Uh... well..."
Caught off-guard, she glanced around, then decided not to overthink.
"Yes!"
"But with agencies sending their trainees, not everyone gets picked. Especially independents like you—chances are slim."
"Ah... yeah, figured..."
"So, how about coming to my place?"
"Huh? What do you...?"
"Pass this 'test,' and I'll pull some strings."
"...?"
Ah-yul's face was full of question marks.