God's Atlantis

In the end, recruiting them was a failure.

"We're sorry. We don't want to go to another agency. We want to debut under Fleur Entertainment."

The woman with long black hair spoke. She was the leader among the trainees. Her name was Jang Ju-a, Korean by origin.

"We know Fleur Entertainment is smaller and weaker than other agencies. But we believe we can make it."

"To us, Fleur Entertainment is already family."

"Even if you offered better terms, we have no intention of leaving Fleur Entertainment."

The other trainees chimed in. They ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠weren't saying it for show, reading the room. Every one of them sincerely did not want to leave Fleur Entertainment.

I had options. I could ignore their wishes entirely, drag them off by force, then brainwash them—or whatever else it took.

But looking at them, I realized something. Even if I kidnapped them and forced them to become idols, would they actually succeed?

No. It's not that simple. I might have been underestimating this industry.

I looked them over. All of them were beautiful—more so than that rude girl I'd run into on the street earlier. And they had more attitude, too.

Come to think of it, I used to be into idols myself, back in the day.

I thought about what it took to make an idol.

What did an idol need most to succeed? Skill? That was a given. These days, you couldn't even become a trainee without talent. Sometimes agencies would take a girl into a group even if her looks were a bit lacking, so long as she could perform.

Neighboring countries do things a little differently, but for idols, skill, personality, charm—everything matters. And chemistry between members is crucial, too.

I thought back to the real world.

There had been a scandal about infighting in some girl group. It had started on a fan community board. The fans had picked up on tension between members from nothing more than a sour expression on someone's face. The fire that started in that community had spread across all of Korea, and in the end the group disbanded.

I've been looking down ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on this world. If I'm going to do this, I should do it properly.

I steeled myself.

If it had been a boy group, I might have gotten away with some rough kidnapping, confinement, and threats… but these were young women in the flower of their early twenties. I decided to respect them.

"Understood. Then we'll pretend this never happened. Ah—when do you debut?"

"Debut? That's… a secret."

Jang Ju-a said. I could tell their debut wasn't far off. Every face in the room looked bright. Not a single trainee here was fretting with anxiety over whether they'd ever debut.

"What's the group name? Is that a secret too?"

"…You came here without even knowing our group name? It's already all over social media…"

"I don't really do social media."

The lame excuse didn't land. In the entertainment industry, social media mattered more than almost anything—especially for idols.

They eyed me with suspicion, then exchanged glances among themselves, stretched their arms out in a pose, and spoke in unison.

"We are Polaris!"

"I see. That pose is a little tacky, though."

"…Wait, really?"

"Yes. I'll be going now. We may meet again somewhere else. When we do, I'll have a different girl group at my side."

"We won't lose."

Jang Ju-a's eyes sparkled. She was a tough woman who didn't flinch from competition.

"Well, do your best. In the end, we'll be the ones who win, but…"

After that, I went around to other entertainment agencies and met more trainees. There were a few minor incidents along the way that brought me into friction with the police… but they were only minor.

And for the most part, I was rejected.

The entertainment industry in District 6700 was a little different from the one I knew. More brutal, and yet more merciful at the same time.

Part of it might be that I never revealed I was from Lilith Entertainment… but basically, the way they treat their trainees is pretty good.

There were trainees who showed interest in my offer. But when I looked them over carefully, they were a step below the others—borderline enough that taking them on felt awkward.

Hmm. It's not like only trainees can become idols… maybe I should look at active singers and actors too?

And so my scouting failed.

A chill hung in the air of the training hall.

Ju Seo-hyeon and I stood facing each other, swords leveled.

Today was a sparring day between us. If Ju Seo-hyeon won, she would be free of me. If I won, she would continue living as something no different from my slave.

This was already our several-dozenth duel. And so far, I had never lost to her.

Fighting spirit and murderous intent poured off Ju Seo-hyeon. I felt the tension in my body and focused on her completely.

She was no longer the weak girl she used to be. A moment's carelessness and she could take me down.

"Today I'm going to kill you for real…"

Her voice was thick with hatred. I almost laughed out loud. I'd heard the line so many times it was more ridiculous than frightening. And for all her hatred, Ju Seo-hyeon was still fair. Early on she had at least tried ambushes, but these days she didn't even attempt poison. That stubborn honesty of hers felt a little stupid.

"How should I wreck you today? Want me to ream that ass of yours for old times' sake? You did wash it, right?"

"Shut up!"

Ju Seo-hyeon shouted. Three swords rose into the air behind her and shot toward me, and her own attack followed right after.

It felt like fighting four people at once.

I unleashed lightning in every direction. Ju Seo-hyeon, as if she'd expected it, stepped back and swept her empty left hand through the air. The three swords came flying like missiles.

I knocked two swords aside with my blade and caught the third by the hilt. I activated the skill Astrape. Blue lightning sheathed the stolen sword. I forcibly ripped control of it away from Ju Seo-hyeon and hurled Astrape at her.

Ju Seo-hyeon drew a thin breath.

Clang!

Her sword knocked Astrape upward. It buried itself in the ceiling and stayed there.

…I couldn't even see the motion. She moved so fast my eyes couldn't follow?

Ju Seo-hyeon lowered her sword slightly. I didn't miss that subtle tell. The usual her never lowered her blade unless she was exhausted.

She's tired. …Wait—did she use instantaneous acceleration?

As a former Hunter, Ju Seo-hyeon's ability was acceleration. It wouldn't be strange for her to use a burst of speed similar to my Charna.

She doesn't seem fully used to it yet. I'll win this one too.

I smiled, already certain of victory.

The old me might have been in real danger.

But the me of now had something to rely on.

I was the Guardian of the Pussy.

"I won. You admit it, right?"

I wiped the sweat from my brow and looked down at Ju Seo-hyeon. She was on her knees on the floor, sweating even harder than I was, her face twisted with frustration.

"Next time… next time I'll definitely kill you…!"

"Go ahead and try, if you can. But for now… you do what I say."

"Kh… I know…"

Ju Seo-hyeon bit down hard on her lip. Then, trembling with pure disgust, she started to strip.

"Why are you taking your clothes off all of a sudden?"

"You're disgusting…. You think I don't know you're going to toy with me and rape me like always? I have no interest in arguing with you. No matter how much you violate my body… I will never surrender my heart to you!"

"That so? Then hurry up and strip. But today's going to be a little different."

"…Different?"

"I'm going to bestow the Blessing of the Vagina Constellation on you."

"The vagina… what?"

"The Blessing of the Vagina Constellation. Your looks improve, your stats go up—so be happy about it. Believe it or not, I'm the Guardian of the Pussy."

"You insane bastard…. I knew you were a lunatic, but… I never thought it was this bad…. How the hell did I end up with a freak like this…"

Ju Seo-hyeon muttered her resentful complaints—and still diligently stripped until she was naked.

An F-cup pair of full breasts, nipples already stiff and erect.

Snow-white skin set against her black hair.

A childbearing-type ass that didn't quite match her toned body.

She was taller and more solidly built than most women, and her proportions were absurdly good.

I want to shove my cock into her right now and make her squeal like a pig… but she's being too damn insolent for that. Maybe I should mess with her a little first.

I started pulling furniture out of my inventory and setting it up.

"What are you doing now…?"

I took out a suitable desk and draped a white cloth over it. Around it I arranged ornate furniture and candles. Once I lit the candles, a fairly decent altar was complete.

"I told you I was going to bestow the Blessing of the Vagina Constellation on you. Now get up on the altar and lie down so your pussy is nice and visible. Same position as when you take the Mating Press."

"……"

Ju Seo-hyeon scrunched up her face and hesitated. I walked over and smacked her ass with my open palm. Slap! A wet, meaty sound, and the flesh of her rear rippled. She glared at me.

"What are you waiting for? Forgot who's the winner and who's the loser? The loser shuts up and does what the winner says."

"Kh…. Next time… next time I swear…"

Shaking with rage, Ju Seo-hyeon climbed onto the altar and lay down. Then she grabbed each of her own thighs and pulled them apart. Her pussy and asshole were spread wide open. When she even tilted her hips up a little, it became the perfect Mating Press position.

Heh. She's been fucked so much she's basically a pro at this now. Ju Seo-hyeon, expert bitch.

I approached her. For all that perfect female posture, her eyes still burned with open hostility toward me.

My gaze dropped to her pussy. A thick thatch of pubic hair stuck out in every direction. It hadn't always been this bad—her crotch had been scraped raw a few times during our fierce sparring. Looking closer, I could see it was damp. Not love juices—sweat. When I brought my nose close, there was a peculiar sweaty scent.

Beneath that wild bush sat a pink pussy like a shy young lady's. Her clitoris was already erect like a nipple, and her labia were moist. Lower down, near the entrance of her vagina, a droplet clung there. That wasn't sweat. It was love juice that hadn't been there a moment ago.

So now just showing me her pussy is enough to get her wet.

I quietly admired the sight of her, then grinned and spoke.

"Seo-hyeon's pussy. Looking pretty today, too."

Her pussy twitched.

"You sick fuck…!"

I ignored her and tried communing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with her pussy.

"Pretty pussy. Lovely pussy. Cute pussy."

I praised it tenderly. And I didn't stop there—I gently stroked the hair on her pussy, combing the unruly strands into place with my fingers.

At some point her pussy began to flutter. Through the slightly parted, aroused labia, the entrance of her vagina came into view. Squirm, squirm. Even with the naked eye I could see the vaginal walls moving. If I listened closely, I could hear the sticky sound of love juices.

"Pussy. Today you are the most adorable thing in the world."

Carefully, the way one might give a first kiss to a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lover, I pressed my lips to her pussy.

"D-don't—you crazy bastard…! Hnnnnngh…!!"

Ju Seo-hyeon clenched her teeth. But she couldn't fool me. She had just climaxed, lightly, right then and there.