Chapter 93: 22nd Floor: Good and Evil
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 93: 22nd Floor: Good and Evil
"Phew... To think I came seven times in one day. Was I always this virile?"
What they didn't know was that Lee Do-hee's breast milk had the power to restore energies like mana or divine power.
Of course, ordinary people possessed no such energies, so most of the immense power simply dissipated. However, a portion of it would remain, providing a revitalizing effect.
In reality, the effect wasn't that significant, but since the breast milk was also rich in regular nutrients, it was more than enough to ensure they had no trouble fucking all night long.
"Isn't it just because that bitch is so damn lewd?"
"Come to think of it, she had incredible stamina too. You don't think someone slipped something else into her drink, do you?"
Of course, the men here couldn't fathom such a thing. They simply concluded that Lee Do-hee's body was so ridiculously hot that it kept them hard all night, and left it at that.
The director, whose legs were probably starting to go numb, tried to help me up.
"Can you stand?"
"J-Just a moment..."
My body was finally beginning to recover.
So it takes about five minutes...
I straightened my clothes, which were a sticky mess of semen and other fluids.
"......"
Come to think of it, my uterus tattoo was perfectly covered by my clothes, so they didn't see it.
I had forgotten about it, but if they had seen it, I could just picture their gleeful faces, thinking they'd found another weakness to exploit.
Then again, maybe it wouldn't have mattered.
In any case, as I was wondering how I was going to get home, the director, who had returned to the sofa, placed a hand on my shoulder again.
I flinched, thinking he wanted another round, but that didn't seem to be the case.
The director's fat, greedy eyes had become so calm they were almost dizzying.
"You said you were Lee Do-hee of Serenia?"
"Yes..."
"I was very pleased. To be honest, I came here with low expectations. I've had other girl groups offer to 'entertain' me, only for them to walk in with sour faces and lie there like logs. There have been more than a few of those."
"That's right. Some of them were ugly as sin, yet they still had the nerve to call themselves idols, glaring at us without saying a word."
What's with this atmosphere?
I had come here for sexual entertainment. I wasn't sure if I'd been drugged or if my body had just gone into heat on its own, but I'd simply fucked my heart out like I always did.
But apparently, that had somehow moved these awful men.
"It was annoying when they'd deliberately send the least attractive member of the group, but I still fucked them for the psychological satisfaction. But you're the first woman to give me such ecstatic physical and mental pleasure as I've had today."
"Exactly, exactly."
"It was truly amazing."
What... what is happening? Was I secretly a master at providing sexual favors?
For now, it sounded like a compliment, so I stayed quiet.
"And... was this your group's second album?"
The director and the other men had gathered around to watch Serenia's second music video.
"It's truly strange that you haven't made it big yet. Was Manager Kim that incompetent? Anyway, once you climb this high up the ladder, there are some things you see whether you want to or not."
"What is that...?"
The sight of the pot-bellied director speaking so seriously while completely naked was somewhat comical, but I listened intently to his words.
"You can roughly tell which groups will make it and which will fail. The ones destined to succeed will take off with just a small push, while the ones doomed to fail will flop no matter how much you promote them."
The PD and the composer nodded in agreement.
"In that sense, your group, Serenia, is......"
"Is...?"
"Guaranteed to succeed. To be honest, it might have been a bit uncertain with just those four, but because of you—yes, you—it's a sure thing."
"Huh...? Me?"
"Of course, you'll have to go through some hardships to get there, but I'll help you."
"You'll just... help me?"
"What do you mean, 'just help'? When I see an idol I've fucked succeed and receive the love of countless fans, my lower body stands at attention all on its own. Do you have any idea how arousing it is to witness a sight that only I can see, one hidden from them?"
"......"
A pervert is a pervert, I guess...
As he spoke, he pulled his wallet from the pants strewn across the table and handed me several business cards.
What are these...?
Then, as if to make sure I could hear, he called Manager Kim on speakerphone.
Riiing—
Click.
[Ahem... H-Have you finished?]
Manager Kim's hoarse voice came through the phone.
Don't tell me he was waiting downstairs for me all night?
"Ah, Manager Kim. Good, you're awake. If you'd been asleep, I would have snatched this girl and made her a member of the girl group I'm producing."
[What a terrifying thing to say... Lee Do-hee is a member of our group, Serenia.]
"I'll cut to the chase. Don't tell me you were only planning on having Lee Do-hee provide sexual favors to the three major broadcast networks?"
[That was the plan, but...]
"My, my. Is a simple appearance on a show anyone can get on really all you gain from selling your idol's body?"
[...]
"You don't know the value of your own idol. Have you ever had sex with Lee Do-hee?"
Wh-What is he saying...!
[That's... that's absurd! How could I possibly have a sexual relationship with an idol I'm managing?!]
"You don't understand the value her services hold. So, I'll enlighten you."
[Excuse me...?]
Manager Kim's confused voice was audible, but the director continued, unconcerned.
"I gave Do-hee some business cards."
I looked down at the cards in my hand.
What is all this...
Some of the names were surprisingly familiar, while others were completely new to me.
"Lee Jae-hyun, CEO of Dougull Korea. More than a few girl groups have climbed back up the charts through the MyuTube algorithm after entertaining him. I hear it's quite easy to manipulate the algorithm with the CEO's authority."
"Kim Hyun-min, CEO of Apple Chart. The biggest music streaming site in Korea. Instead of wasting money on clumsy chart manipulation, just ask the CEO, and he'll slide you in discreetly."
"Ji Hyun-woo, CEO of Shadow Company. This one might be a bit unfamiliar to you. He's a friend who runs an army of online commenters. He's a genius at waging public opinion wars with accounts that have been discreetly trained through their own AI model."
"Where else was there..."
[W-Wait a minute. What is all this? I-Isn't this all illegal?]
Manager Kim's panicked voice came through the phone loud and clear.
"Hmm... Manager Kim. Does your conscience put food on the table? That sort of thing disappeared from this industry a long time ago. In this business, being good and having a conscience is the same as being incompetent. Don't you see the poor girl groups who have all the talent but can't succeed because of you?"
[Still... I don't want to resort to such measures. I just want to end things at the point where we get an equal right to compete.]
Hmm... Neither of them is wrong, but... they're both so extreme.
"You don't know Lee Do-hee's value. With her body, you could aim for not just the people I mentioned, but even bigger players. Are you satisfied with just fair competition? When you and Lee Do-hee could take over Korea if you just put your minds to it?"
[Is... Is she that valuable?]
"Ahem, you don't seem to realize that even men like us have a soft spot for purity! Whores who only care about money and fake their pleasure, or depressed women who look like they've been dragged here against their will. Do you have any idea how valuable a woman is who, amidst all that, is pretty, has a great body, and is shy from inexperience, but once the main event starts, genuinely feels it and gasps for breath? Not to mention, her pu— Hah, forget it. If you don't want to do it, then don't!"
[...]
The director, who had been passionately explaining my value as a sexual partner, seemed to have a moment of clarity and abruptly ended the call.
Even I'm embarrassed by what he said...
"Keep those business cards. They might be useful later. In any case, regardless of what your foolish manager decides, I intend to make you a star."
"Ah, I'd appreciate it if you could focus on the group rather than just me."
"Hmph. The manager and the idol are both cut from the same naive cloth."
That's not what I meant...
"Those men won't answer if you contact them directly, so if you change your mind, get in touch with me."
With that, we also prepared to leave.
I called an employee waiting outside, changed into ordinary clothes, and left first.
As expected, Manager Kim was in his car downstairs, having stayed up all night.
He seemed to have a lot on his mind after his conversation with the director. Or perhaps he was just speechless with guilt over what he'd put me through.
Vrooom...
As the car drove me back home, I watched the rising sun and fell into thought.
The naive Manager Kim and the ruthless director. If I could just mix the two of them, things might turn out okay.
I'm fundamentally a good person, but I'm not the type to foolishly give up an opportunity out of fear of harming others.
In my past life, I once authorized the pillaging of civilian areas to win a war in The Tower, and I killed countless innocent people to complete missions.
Of course, I never killed for pleasure or took lives unnecessarily, but the fact that The Tower was a virtual world did make me set the line I was willing to cross a little further out.
This place is a trial, too... If I were Manager Kim, I would have made my idols do this. I might have even worked them until they broke.
Even if I felt a faint sense of guilt, I would rejoice at the reward and quickly forget. Because, after all, this is a virtual world.
That's right. This is a virtual world. A world created by the administrators of The Tower. There's no need to be bound by moral conventions. I just have to be careful not to cross the line too far...
The moment I cross the line set by The Tower, I risk crossing the line in reality as well, becoming just like those corporate CEOs. I have to be wary of that myself.
Just a little. As long as I'm not crushing someone else to get ahead, it should be fine.
Looking at the business cards the director gave me, my resolve hardened.
Lost in thought, I arrived at the dorm before I knew it. It was late enough that people were already heading to work nearby. I had been up all night.
"You worked hard today. You have another engagement this evening, so please get some rest..."
"Ah... there's another one today?"
"Yes..."
"Sigh... I understand. Please come a little earlier tomorrow. I'd like to discuss what the director said."
"Ah... I... understand."
The manager drove away, his expression once again heavy with thought.
I wasn't tired.
Thanks to the <Tireless Onahole> effect, I felt as refreshed as if I had just woken up.
Still, I should probably get some sleep.
And so, I arrived at the dorm...
"Where have you been?"
The leader, Sua, was waiting for me at the front door.