Breakthrough at Woonglim Land
I couldn't hold back any longer, but after just one round of sex with me, Minji's condition strangely improved. Her dance lessons went better, and her mentality got a bit tougher... It would've been nice if the story unfolded like that, but no such luck. Sure, her fumbling and weird mistakes decreased, but that was it. Even after a 3P with Im Haeun, Park Minji's dance skills were still mediocre.
"Good, good, turn there, good, good, turn there, one two, turn there... Nice, you nailed it."
"Haa, huff, huff..."
Still, with persistent practice, she was getting better. Im Haeun was giving her one-on-one lessons right beside her, and I analyzed her dancing as much as possible, offering advice and drilling her relentlessly. There was no way her skills wouldn't improve. Great stages come from piling up those tedious, boring practices. I kept training Minji, encouraging her along the way. Her training volume was so high that her weight dropped steadily, and when her stamina seemed to flag, I'd give her some of the drinks or chocolate from Soye.
She said it was good for fatigue recovery... damn, it really works.
I felt it myself when I tried it, but this stuff was a godsend for Minji. Just a little bite, and her energy bounced back fast. Was it because Soye gave me premium stuff, or was Minji just young with great recovery? Whatever the reason, it let me push through the hardcore training.
"......."
Sometimes, in the middle, Minji would eye my body with a lustful gaze, like she craved it. When she'd pant roughly and glance at me like a puppy begging for a walk, I'd want to pounce on her. I wanted to suck and bite her sweaty underboob from dancing, bury my nose in that musky scent wafting off her, respond to those puppy-dog eyes begging for me...! Those urges kept surging, but I held back somehow. We were in too much of a rush for separate sex sessions.
Minji, right now I'm training you so hard I can't even use Haeun as an assistant, and I'm turning down Soye even when she begs. Just refine your dance a bit more, just a little...!
So, I promised her a reward after the performance to keep dodging her looks.
"If you nail the show, I'll give you a prize later."
"Wh-what... kind?"
"...Not chocolate, at least."
That way, Minji would hold out, and so could I. With that patience in play, a week flew by in a flash, and The Queens' stage day arrived.
Blikland in Chuncheon, Gangwon Province, was built by the famous block toy company Blik, drawing attention from the moment construction started. When it opened, crowds flocked to Chuncheon, boosting tourism. Naturally, everyone around—not just Blikland—welcomed it, and Woonglim Land right next door saw an opportunity.
People are swarming the neighbor—let's draw some attention and boost our theme park visitors too!
One of their plans: an idol concert stage. By inviting various idols, they'd target the young adults and teens Blikland missed. Anyway, that's how The Queens got invited to that very stage.
"How's everyone feeling?"
In the tent set up as a makeshift waiting room next to the central stage at Woonglim Land, I'd just finished talking with the stage staff and checked on my girls.
"Yeah, good."
"Fine."
"...Y-yeah, I'm okay..."
"Great, great. As you all know, we've got three songs slotted here. Nail these three, and broadcasts or YouTube will feature us as the main act—our faces will get real exposure."
The best gigs are music shows or Seoul-area events. But for The Queens, who'd been around long enough to be labeled "that forgettable idol group," there were no more rookie chances or easy breaks. We had no choice but to grind local stages like this, forcing opportunities and climbing step by step.
"The other idols? We can beat 'em all... Let's give it our all."
"Yeah."
Soye answered for the group. Tension showed on her face, but it was just right—likely boosting her condition.
It'll go well.
We'd given our all. Now, we just prayed for results to match.
Soon after the concert kicked off, a four-member girl group finished their closing remarks and left the stage. The MC stepped up.
"Yes, that was Sonyeo Sonyeo's performance~"
Clap clap clap clap.
A few spectators gave inertial applause.
"And next, one of today's main guests, the epitome of sexy idols! The Queens!"
Clap clap clap clap.
More inertial claps echoed at the MC's words.
"Hello, I'm Shin Soye of The Queens!"
"Im Haeun here."
"Park Minji..."
The three climbed on, gave quick greetings, and took positions. Thump. A heavy beat hit, signaling the stage shift, and The Queens' performance began.
"We're so QQQt~"
For their first song, The Queens chose the cute-concept track Cutely. The girls, usually flaunting sexiness, poured everything into making it adorable.
"Oh..."
Spectators started reacting one by one. Newcomers were impressed by the high quality; fans noticed the changes and were a bit shocked.
"Cute concept instead of sexy?"
"They did cute on that broadcast last time too."
"Switching lanes to grab the masses."
"Hmm, disappointing... I liked them for the sexy vibe."
Some longtime fans grumbled, but they soon quieted. Despite the cute song, The Queens exuded an irresistible sexiness.
"But this... works too."
"Doesn't it feel sexier than before?"
"Yeah, the vibe's different."
"Something... something about it..."
Whatever the reason, The Queens oozed sexiness even in a cute performance. The crowd got hooked on their superior quality and allure compared to the others.
After The Queens' first song ended.
"Hm..."
Idol division chief Nam Bu-jang was watching their stage footage in his office. No time to go himself, so he'd asked me to send a live feed.
Not bad?
He knew their skills. That's why he hadn't expected much from this small Woonglim Land gig. But this performance proved him wrong.
Pretty good.
Not just pushing sexy—they'd slyly switched to cute for freshness, and hole-in-the-group Park Minji actually pulled off her part. Group choreography's quality hinges on the weakest link, and upgrading her lifted the whole show.
This Lee Sejin guy... more capable than I thought.
Half a year ago, a desperate road manager hire, and suddenly he started crushing it, delivering results solo in half a year. Without borrowing from ex-manager Kim Su-hyeok's clout. I'd tested him by letting him fly solo, and he'd turned a floundering group around.
This was A-grade, maybe S-grade talent.
Was uneasy about sticking a guy manager on a girl group long-term...
Male staff with female idols risked scandals or drama. Rare, but he'd seen groups implode over it. Yet here, Sejin had elevated The Queens alone.
With results like this, no worries about hookups or weird issues.
Competent guys make everything look fine; good outcomes erase doubts.
Time to make Lee Sejin full manager... and get him a roadie.
Stuck him on road duty out of necessity, but ideally a woman for that. He was handling solo now, so time to recruit.
Nam Bu-jang started pondering how to deploy Sejin and what support to give.
The concert wrapped successfully. Crowd reactions mid-show and the MC's awe confirmed The Queens owned the stage. Minji, strong in the clutch, powered through—though she was wobbly and spent right after.
"Good job, everyone."
"Must be exhausted. That was an intense set."
On the drive back, Soye in the passenger seat checked the girls via rearview and smiled.
"Reactions were killer. Bet the broadcast features us main."
"Yeah, could tell on stage. They were watching us good."
"You worked hard."
"You too, Sejin."
As she said it, Soye slid her hand onto my thigh, rubbing teasingly and brushing my crotch.
"Built up a lot, huh?"
"...Yeah. I've been holding back too."
No time for Soye romps amid Minji training; since our messy lounge session, it'd piled up. Knowing I was enduring somehow made the lust build extra thick—tough to bear.
"You ate what I gave you?"
"Yeah."
"Must be even worse then."
She smirked meaningfully, sliding her hand to my crotch and unzipping. My cock sprang out, already stiffening like it was answering.
"I'm driving..."
"Yeah. Just a little play."
Soye raised her fingers, rubbing my tip like sweeping with a broom—gently teasing the urethral opening. My cock throbbed in response.
"Mm..."
A rustle from behind. Rearview showed sleeping Minji turning her face away.
"Hee hee."
Soye giggled cutely at the sight, but kept stroking my glans softly. Precum leaked, slicking her fingers; she smeared it all over, turning the slight sting into smooth pleasure. My body heated up. Days of buildup made my cock ache like it was begging for pussy.
"...Mind swinging into a rest stop?"
Couldn't take more.
"I'm down."
Her voice dripped honey. Rest area soon anyway—one quickie there...
We're so QQQt~
The phone linked to the car blared through the speakers, nearly startling me. The two in back stirred awake; Soye yanked her hand back fast.
"Yeah, hello?"
"Hey Sejin, you driving?"
"Y-yes, Chief. What's up?"
"Nothing big. How long till you're back?"
"Uh... about an hour."
"Cool. Swing by the office first? Sorry to flip after saying you could head home."
"No problem, got it."
"See you in the office."
Beep.
Short call ended.
"......."
"......."
"...Why's he calling us in suddenly?"
"Beats me..."
The fire from moments ago left me dying to fuck Soye right then, but no time now. Soye's face was full of regret. Plus, the girls were awake from the call—no more hand stuff.
"......."
"......."
My cock, still out and unhappy, throbbed like it was complaining. Soye glanced back cautiously, tucked it into my pants, and zipped up. A lonely, nagging dissatisfaction settled in my chest.