Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Trainee Evaluations and Close Calls
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Rest time was slowly drawing to a close.
Ayuli did exactly as I told her, heading straight back to her spot in the studio without properly wiping her tear-streaked face.
Watching her go, I couldn't help but hope the first episode would air soon.
Her face screamed "I just had a good cry" to anyone who saw it after bombing her first grade evaluation.
I wondered how viewers would react. Would they start off trash-talking her as some no-agency nobody, only to fall head over heels for that heartbreakingly wistful look?
Not as the station director, but just as one viewer, I was genuinely looking forward to the entertainment.
'Guess I should head back too.'
I was still lingering in the stairwell passageway where I'd just ravaged Ayuli's tits and rubbed my cock against her ass.
I'd sent her ahead first in case someone spotted us.
If any trainees saw, they might grill her about what we were to each other, and I didn't want to deal with that hassle for her.
Anyway, I stepped back into the hallway to return to the studio.
The corridor was empty. With recording resuming soon, everyone had hustled off to get ready ahead of time.
Come to think of it, I'd seen Ayuli's evaluation. Had Sua and the others already gone?
The girls I'd pushed through—I really wanted to see their performances with my own eyes, since I'd put so much personal effort into them.
That thought made me anxious about missing any stages, quickening my steps into a brisk stride...
Thud—
"Ah."
"Eek!"
At the end of this hallway were the door to the stairwell I'd just left and the restrooms.
Like in most buildings, the bathrooms were tucked around a corner, so I collided shoulder-first with someone who burst out unexpectedly.
I'd been walking fast, and the person darting out like a startled deer was in a hurry too, making the impact pretty solid.
If I'd been knocked back too, I might've felt less bad, but the one I bumped into was a trainee from My Producer.
A slender girl in full Mapro attire went flying backward from the collision, landing flat on her butt.
Her skirt flipped up, fully exposing her thighs and white panties.
"Hm..."
Her porcelain-smooth thighs looked so silky, like they'd cling perfectly if I grabbed them, soft as mochi.
And between them, leading to that spot—the outline under her panties... Huh?
"Kyaa, kyaack! D-don't look!"
Ah, her lower half was so stunning I couldn't help staring...
The girl with mint-colored hair hurriedly straightened her skirt, blushing shyly.
She clamped her legs together to cover her privates and sat there demurely on the spot.
Those fluid motions were just too adorable. Checking her face, I spotted her flushed cheeks, and even a quick glance showed she was strikingly beautiful overall.
Actually, she was a trainee whose name I knew.
"Oh, sorry. You came out of nowhere... You okay??"
I offered my hand with a smile.
Once she registered my face, the trainee relaxed her guard and took my hand to stand up.
"Ah, y-yes... I sh-screamed too loud..."
"No, no. I should've watched where I was going. You're Yukika the trainee, right?"
"Eh?! Y-yes! H-how did you...?"
"I'm Kim Han-seo, the overall producer for My Producer and NSS station director here. I remembered you from your profile."
"Eek! H-hello! N-nice to meet you! I'm Yukika, second-year trainee from Ari Entertainment..."
I'd seen her at the audition, so it wasn't exactly our first meeting...
Anyway, the trainee I'd crashed into was Yukika, the one I'd had my eye on.
Once I introduced myself first, Yukika reacted with perfect surprise, then gave her self-introduction with all her effort.
Even with her slightly off pronunciation, she had to be the best among the foreign trainees here at Korean.
That faint accent actually made her clear, chirpy voice sound even cuter.
Up close like this, her image was even purer and more ethereal than I'd imagined.
Her skin was flawless, her big, sparkling eyes had slightly drooping corners that made her look incredibly innocent.
Her nose bridge rose naturally just right, her features were sharp and delicate, thin lips matching her bright voice perfectly.
"Th-that was... like a teacher's body... headbutt! S-so sorry again...!"
"No, no. Glad you're not hurt. Mind if we drop the formalities?"
"Yes!"
"Alright then... Yukika."
It felt like perfect timing to run into a trainee I'd already earmarked. I wanted to give her some words of encouragement.
But blurting out fanboy support out of nowhere felt awkward, words stumbling awkwardly.
What to say? Hmm... Just be straightforward.
"You're cute and pretty. Hope you stick around a long time."
".....!!"
I left her with that and headed back to the studio.
Oh yeah, while saying it, I'd absentmindedly patted Yukika's head.
Her silky hair still tingled on my palm. Sniff sniff—nice shampoo scent...
The rest of My Producer's recording went smoothly.
I caught all the stages I didn't want to miss.
Sua did her grade evaluation with a flirty song, dancing cutely while holding the mic and singing.
"Trainee Sua, Tier 1."
As expected! Or rather, Shin Jae-hyun, the judge I'd planted, probably pulled some strings.
Even without that, it seemed like a killer performance... Anyway, Sua was top-class. Good thing.
Lots of idol fans prioritize skill, so highlighting talent was key.
A few turns later, it was Sihyun's go.
Sihyun went with a hip dance track, her choreography bouncing her chest forward on the beat—impressive, no, insanely hot.
Not that my gaze was sleazy, but with tits that big jiggling forward like that, who wouldn't get captivated by their firm presence?
If she wasn't wearing a couple sizes too big, those buttons would've popped right off...
"Trainee Sihyun, Tier 2."
Then Dahyun picked a steamy sexy concept she excelled at—not outright sex, but a sultry track.
Seductive hip waves, lying on the floor and crossing her legs—bold performance... a bit risqué, but aimed straight at capturing guys' hearts.
God, I just wanted to rush up there and fuck her senseless...
Dahyun got Tier 2 too.
Phew... So I'd seen all the girls I've fucked.
As expected from such tasty ones, their performances were fantastic.
Watching their dance lines brought back memories of their hot, writhing bodies in bed.
Ah, I wanna fuck.
Then Yoo Ah-yeon—A-yeon—being such a famous idol, grabbed everyone's attention instantly, trainees and judges alike.
She did a solo dance track and surprised me with how well she pulled it off.
Not all top idols are skilled, after all.
"Tier 1."
Yup, Tier 1 as expected.
Yukika's turn came later—not bad at all.
She landed a solid mid-tier 3.
I'd seen all the stages I cared about.
Glancing at Ayuli, had getting molested by me actually helped? No trace of nerves left; she was even smiling brightly now.
That good cry probably helped too.
'Saw everything worth seeing.'
With that, I headed back to my director's office.
I'd only come to check in and indulge my faves; plenty of other work kept me from sticking around the whole recording.
That evening and night, I holed up in the editing room with An PD, weighing in on footage allocation and cuts.
Impossible to fit every grade eval from 90 trainees, so most got axed.
With Episode 1 airing came online voting, so a strong start was half the battle—crucial hurdle.
"An PD, here—Sua, Sihyun, and..."
I started blatantly favoring my girls.
After stirring up their pussies so wildly, had to take good care of them.
Sihyun and Dahyun were ones I'd planned to just get on air and leave to their own devices, but after fucking them again, I couldn't help meddling.
"Oh, and this one, Ayuli. Capture her nervous start a bit, show her vocal cracks just once or twice, then cut quick."
"Huh? Isn't this the trainee you liked, Director? She tanked the eval—won't you full-edit out her fails?"
"Leak a bit of that, then close-up her teary post-cry face a ton."
"Building Ayuli's story arc, eh?"
"Yeah. Botching the song, crying it out, then relaxing into a smile—fucking adorable."
I was pointing out key moments not to miss in Episode 1 when a message came in.
It was Sua.
-Director oppa~♡ What'cha doing?
Now that we'd bonded, Sua had zero distance left.
No longer just a sexual service provider—she felt like a fan, solid backer, secret friend? Something like that.
I'd told her to call me oppa, and her old "Director" title had sweetly evolved.
Reading her horny intent, I stepped out of the editing room and called her.
"What's up? I was working."
"This late?!?"
"Yeah, pushing footage for certain someones."
"Mind if I ask... who?"
"Ha, playing coy when you know? Feeling comfy now, huh?"
"Hehe. Thanks♡."
"Just words?"
"Didn't I already pay up last time? You promised airtime and pushes~?"
"Turns out the rate doesn't match."
"Hng... Big problem. Guess... no choice then..♡"
She's totally hooked on my cock.
This was straight-up her begging for dick.
Grinning at her sluttiness, I said,
"Where are you now? I'll come pick you up."