A-ra's New Job (2) 15+
A-ra's New Job (2) 15+
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Before we knew it, we were home.
I thought we'd stop by the mart, but I guess it wasn't necessary.
"You'll see once we're inside."
"Did you order something ahead of time?"
A-ra giggled, as if amused.
Did the underground apartment complex offer delivery services, too?
It seemed plausible they'd arrange it for residents.
"Seong-hwan, give me your ID card."
"What about yours, Noona?"
"Mine's already in."
I took out my wallet and handed A-ra my ID card.
The door that guarded our home like an iron fortress
gave way to a single card.
"Wh-what the."
When I stepped inside, several cameras, lights, and microphones were set up
in the living room and kitchen,
and people I assumed were staff were bustling around busily.
It felt like walking onto a documentary filming set.
Is this really our home?
"It wasn't a personal channel?!"
"Huh? It is a personal channel. They said the quality has to be top-tier no matter what."
From what I gathered, the things celebrities upload to YouTube these days
aren't done alone — the agency is involved in the production.
So that explains why they put out high-quality videos with subtitles you'd normally only see on broadcasts.
I finally understood.
Ah, now that I think about it, they said Ppyu-jong-won's channel also films with several PDs attached.
"Director, you'll be adding the over-frame (off-camera voice), right?"
"Grab either of the two PDs to put it in."
"Who from the lighting team took the stand (tripod)?"
"A-ra is here. Let's start wrapping up preparations!"
At the general director's clap, the chaotic atmosphere instantly fell into order.
The staff who had been moving around returned to their places,
and although the PDs were still huddled together racking their brains, they kept their voices low.
"Oh my, husband-nim, I apologize for the late greeting. I'm the general director, Kang Seo-min."
"Ah, hello. I'm Yoo Seong-hwan."
I accepted the handshake the general director offered.
I'd heard that broadcasting directors usually carry a lot of pride,
but this person seemed easygoing and warm.
That must be why she works well with A-ra.
"All you need to do, Seong-hwan, is cook and offer a little explanation here and there."
"You mean things like the marinating method, sauce ratios, or detailed meat-grilling techniques?"
"As expected of A-ra's husband, you catch on fast. When you watch Qtube videos, there's narration that comes in, right? Just think of it along those lines."
Talking to myself while cooking.
I felt confident I could manage that without trouble.
I always cook as if I'm sharing a meal with someone.
Even when no one is watching.
In that sense, what the general director asked of me was one of the things I could do best.
"Yes, understood."
"Thank you. Alright, everyone, head to your places."
The PDs all moved to their spots,
and A-ra and her manager settled at the kitchen table.
I went over to the kitchen and checked the table as well.
Bone-in ribeye cuts already trimmed into tomahawks caught my eye at once.
And, amazingly, there was even a Bluetooth core temperature probe.
With this, I could simply marinate it, sear it,
and then send it straight to the oven.
Just as I had finished organizing everything in my head, the general director shouted.
"Alright — standby! Roll camera... and cue!"
For some reason, the cameras began focusing solely on me,
but I quietly bowed my head and greeted them.
***
"Cut!! Good work, everyone!"
"""Good work."""
In the end, A-ra devoured two pieces of the tomahawk,
and the manager had one. The PDs who made special appearances here and there polished off another,
so I ended up grilling four pieces total.
As for the tomahawk steak itself, unless you sous-vide it,
the grilling doesn't actually take that long,
but maybe because I was in front of the camera,
I felt an immense amount of pressure.
There were minor hiccups — momentarily mixing up the marinating order or forgetting to preheat the oven —
but it all ended well.
Since I'm not a professional, I hope they were understanding.
"A-ra, Seong-hwan, you both worked really hard."
"Me? What hard work did I do? Seong-hwan did everything."
"Hahaha. I've never seen A-ra say something like that about anyone before."
The general director and the PDs burst into loud laughter.
A-ra looked a little embarrassed.
"What we filmed today will probably go up around tomorrow evening."
"What? It goes up that quickly?"
"If it were cable, it would certainly take a while, but this is Qtube, you see."
No, that wasn't what surprised me.
I was more curious about just how hard they were working their editors to death
to pull off that kind of schedule.
Is one of the editors a blood enemy of the family or something?
"Then, we'll be taking our leave."
"Thank you for your hard work today."
The broadcasting crew even cleaned up the entire kitchen, which I had turned into a mess, before they left.
I said I would do it, but they adamantly refused and tidied everything themselves.
"A-ra Noona, from next time, let's do it at the studio instead of home, okay?"
"Yeah, okay. If that's what Seong-hwan wants, I should do that."
A-ra nodded while stroking her stomach.
When I touched it lightly, it felt a little rounded.
"Noona, you overate, didn't you?"
"It was so delicious, I just... hehe..."
The way she laughed airily was simply too cute.
Seeing cute A-ra made me want to tease her a bit.
Should I call it a sadistic streak?
"Noona, since I granted your request to film a video, can I make one request too?"
"Yeah! Of course, hurry and ask, hurry!"
A-ra was accepting my request
in a genuinely good mood, as if wondering what the occasion was.
Since I almost never asked A-ra for anything,
she seemed genuinely happy that I was relying on her.
With a sly look, I placed my hand over one side of A-ra's chest.
"Ahh!"
"Stay still. You always do whatever you want, Noona..."
"S-Seong-hwan? Noona is full right now...? If we do it now... haah..."
I did it with A-ra almost every day,
but I was always the one being pounced on.
It's not that I disliked it, but I suppose I was starting to get a little tired of it.
Because in that other world, relationships where men lead
and women entrust their whole bodies were the norm.
In this world, similarly,
relationships where women lead and men entrust their whole bodies were the norm,
so I usually stayed still to avoid a sense of dissonance.
I lightly licked A-ra's ear and slipped my tongue inside it.
"Hnnng... S-Seong-hwan..."
"Chureup... Noona, do you know you're incredibly cute?"
"Ca-calling a woman cute... you really shouldn't... haah..."
I called her cute because she is cute, but maybe she preferred being called cool here?
My head wasn't working properly — I was on the verge of running wild from the excitement.
This was all A-ra's fault for turning me into a demon of lust.
Because she made me this way with that body of hers.
I had to punish her.
I grabbed A-ra's wrist, pulled her up, and headed to the main bedroom.
She flinched for a moment, but A-ra didn't refuse my touch, following me obediently.
As I grew conscious of the fact that I was always the one being led around, a faint conquering sensation took hold,
and my excitement began to build.
When we went into the main bedroom, the bed where we always twined together and tumbled around greeted us.
As A-ra's soft, plush body was laid down on the king-size bed, as wide as the Pacific Ocean,
my rationality began to slowly unravel.
And then, as if the thread of reason had snapped, I became a beast and pounced on A-ra.
***
When I came back to my senses, A-ra had collapsed from exhaustion, and the bed was a wreck.
What on earth did I do?
I couldn't remember.
First, I wrapped A-ra up in the blanket like a package, set her down off the bed, and tidied the bedding.
Sleeping like this wouldn't exactly be hygienic.
Then I threw a fresh blanket onto the bed, went to the bathroom to grab several towels,
and took a water bottle from the fridge.
I returned to the bedroom, meticulously wiped down A-ra's body, gave her water, and then laid her on the bed.
I wasn't sure whether A-ra had come to or passed out,
but she was smiling.
It seemed she was satisfied, at any rate.
"Good night."
I gave the usual greeting I said before sleeping
and kissed her on the cheek.
Then I lay down next to A-ra and tried to sleep.
Because I had work tomorrow, too....