Chapter 19
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Dance Midterm Evaluation (5)
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“Aigoo, that tickles, heh heh.”
“Huh? Manager, you looked kinda down yesterday. You seem in a good mood today, though?”
“Ah, there was a bit of an issue.”
Go Min-cheol leaned back in his chair, finally looking like he could breathe easy.
‘Living this long, you see all kinds of weird bastards.’
Kim Hyun-ah, that crazy bitch.
She should’ve been bowing her head in apology, but she dared to blackmail him instead?
‘Just watch with your own eyes as the other three suffer because of you. And while we’re at it, make sure they end up hating you too.’
To torment Kim Hyun-ah, the other three would have to endure at least six more months of hell.
‘Not my problem. Who gives a shit if those bitches make it or not.’
If anything, Go Min-cheol hated seeing entertainers succeed at Purem Entertainment more than anyone.
‘Fucking hell. These snot-nosed kids with their pretty faces and bodies... They get lucky, hit it big, and rake in the cash like it’s nothing. How do you think that makes the rest of us feel, the ones grinding away honestly at the company? Show some damn consideration.’
In that sense, Kim Hyun-ah absolutely could not be allowed to succeed.
‘You dog of a bitch. You, of all people—I’ll ruin you no matter what it takes. How dare you crawl into my territory on your own two feet. Got it?’
After mulling it over...
Tormenting her wasn’t enough to satisfy him anymore.
That arrogant bitch needed a proper attitude adjustment.
Yeah, like turning her into his personal onahole.
‘Her pussy was top-tier, I’ll give her that. Michelin five-star quality.’
Which was exactly why he had to train her so she’d spread her legs anytime he wanted.
And make damn sure she could stop on a dime if he said so!
“Ugh!”
Thinking about her had his dick filling with blood on its own again.
Normally, he’d be thrilled it was still kicking, but after yesterday’s marathon, it hurt just to get hard.
‘Fucking bitch. How hard did she wring me out?’
But even as he cursed Kim Hyun-ah...
It was the first time in his life he’d had sex that many times in a row like yesterday.
And that level of pleasure...
‘Hah, damn it. The more I try not to think about it, the more it pops up.’
The harder he tried not to picture Kim Hyun-ah...
The tighter her pussy’s grip came back to him, the pretty pink folds when she spread her legs, her full breasts, those cute pink nipples and navel...
And her whispering voice right in his ear—it was so vivid in his head he felt like he was going insane.
‘Whew, no way I can hold out. Gotta bust one out.’
No matter how much it hurt.
He couldn’t live a normal life like this.
‘But I can’t use that bitch as jerk-off material.’
That was his last shred of pride.
He couldn’t stoop to fapping to the bitch who’d screwed him over. So, time to use his usual porn and blow a nice load...
“...Huh?”
Squiiiish...
“What the hell?”
He slipped into a seldom-used company bathroom.
Popped in his wireless earbuds.
Fired up his favorite porn, ready to stroke away...
But Go Min-cheol was utterly baffled.
Because his dick, rock-hard just moments ago, had wilted in an instant.
“No, what the—?”
-Ahhhhn, haa! Oppa! Hnngh, so good, so gooood!
His go-to actress was writhing lewdly on screen.
The moans in his ears were downright filthy.
Yet...
“Get hard, damn it!”
His dick didn’t respond.
Like it was dead.
“...!!”
Cold sweat poured down Go Min-cheol’s forehead.
What if yesterday’s session had caused some serious damage?
No way it was erectile dys...
‘No fucking way! It can’t be!’
That’s when it hit.
‘So, Min-cheol, shall we talk business now?’
Kim Hyun-ah’s cocky voice and face flashed in his mind again.
Throb!
“...!”
His dick, limp as a corpse moments ago, sprang back to life with vigor.
“Hoo...”
He let out a huge sigh of relief, but couldn’t shake the despair.
It wouldn’t rise for porn, but just thinking of her made it throb like this... No way?
‘Kim Hyun-ah, you fucking bitch!’
In the end, Go Min-cheol gripped his dick while cursing her.
Squirt!
Reliving her pussy that had milked him dry over and over, he sadly unloaded into the toilet.
With no clue that Kim Hyun-ah was meeting another man at that very moment.
I stood in front of a one-room apartment, determined to become a dance genius.
[Han Nam One-Room]
How the hell does he live somewhere with his name in it?
“...”
If Seol Su-bin saw this, she’d flip out big time.
Probably grab me by the collar, asking if I was messing with her.
But for a ‘succubus,’ this was par for the course.
[Here in front of the place.]
[Apt 301. Passcode 6974. You know what that means, right? lol]
“Hah, pathetic asshole.”
Other girls might cringe or gag at a joke like that.
Not me.
I brushed it off casually and climbed the stairs.
[301]
I punched the door lock code at his door.
6974... Beep!
It was real. What a loser.
“Whoa, you actually came?”
“...”
What a load of crap.
I snorted at Han Nam-do standing in the doorway as the front door swung open.
“Why don’t you put some damn clothes on?”
“Fuck off, you cunt. I always go naked at home.”
The guy was legit buck naked, dick swinging free.
Proper lunatic.
“How ‘bout it? Turned on by my cock?”
“Fuck off.”
Truth be told, I was a little.
I thought he was all talk, but... damn, he was packing something solid.
‘Ah, fuck, my pussy’s getting wet on its own.’
This wasn’t my choice.
Succubus instinct or whatever.
A prime dick in front of me, and my body heats up.
“Look at you, ex-idol living in this rundown shithole. You didn’t lie to me, did you?”
“What? Fuck, I used to have a nice place in Gangnam. Lost it all to gambling.”
“Ooh, brag much, asshole.”
“...”
Han Nam-do, mid-chat, eyed me weirdly.
“You’re not trans, are you, fuck?”
“...!!”
My heart skipped a beat.
“Wh-what? Do I look like a guy to you? Your eyes okay?”
“Nah, it’s just... you’re so different from other girls. The more we talk, the more it feels like I’m shooting the shit with a dude...”
“Jeez, I’ve hung with guys since I was a kid, that’s why.”
“...Yeah, must be that. With that face and body, no way you’re a guy. Even with all the advances in surgery and tech since the Towers appeared.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as the mood passed.
Whew, close call.
“Anyway, teach me to dance. Midterm eval’s next week.”
“Hah, I told you, bitch. That only happens if you cooperate. Plus...”
Plus?
Han Nam-do proudly shook his now even bigger semi in front of me.
“I always get paid upfront, no matter the job. Get what I’m saying?”
Only an idiot wouldn’t.
“You want a fuck for it, plain and simple.”
“Haha, unlike what the manager said, you actually make sense. But one fuck ain’t enough. Sex is just part of it—I won’t be satisfied.”
“...What?”
“Let’s savor it slow. Sex included, obviously. I’m expensive.”
Not wrong.
Prime body, prime goods.
From a succubus view, though, it was just prey showing off.
‘Cute little thing.’
Maybe from draining Go Min-cheol yesterday.
I wasn’t starving.
But this fine dick still made my mouth water.
“Fine, but one promise.”
“What?”
“Teach me properly for the price. Got it?”
“Hahaha, of course.”
His grinning face screamed zero trust.
Anyone could see he’d fuck me and ghost.
Didn’t matter to me.
That’s all I needed.
“Then shall we start by stripping off those annoying clothes? Like I said, naked’s the rule in my house.”
“Fucking pervert...”
“Heh heh, normally I’d correct that attitude too, but your tsundere vibe is turning me on right now. Strip, bitch.”
I felt no shame undressing.
But to tease him more, I played reluctant and peeled slow.
“Kuh, nice. You’re stripping slow just for me, right?”
“...”
Scary bastard...
He’d fucked plenty of girls, no doubt.
His chill was on another level from the guys I’d met.
‘With that face and body... ex-idol makes sense.’
While thinking that...
I was naked.
“Whoa, fuck, killer body. Knew it from your tits earlier. Best I’ve seen. Fucked idols and trainees before—no contest. Why bother with idol shit? Go AV, you’d be rolling in cash.”
“Heard that crap a million times. None of your business, butt out.”
“Just saying.”
His smug face made me wanna smack him down.
“Wanna nut with my hands or mouth first?”
I was confident.
Any guy would bite at a succubus offer.
But...
“Fuck, jumping straight to that kills the fun.”
“...”
“Gotta build it up for the chase to be good. Can’t you see I’m not fully hard?”
That size was ‘not fully hard’?
It looked plenty...
“Shut up and... fine, since I’m naked, dance for me. Check your skills too, heh. Suddenly wanna see how bad you are to go this far for lessons.”
“Wait.”
“What? Changed your mind?”
“Wait, fuck... anything but dance? Seriously, I’ll do whatever.”
No lie.
I’d even offer my ass right then.
Please, not dance...
“Hah, now I gotta see it. Dance, bitch. Or no deal.”
“You fucker!”
“Why so shy? Fuck, first girl embarrassed to dance naked over flashing. Girls love shaking ass for guys.”
“...”
“Dance. Fuck, you’re pissing me off.”
“Motherfucker...”
In the end, I cursed but etched another irredeemable black mark on my life.
When my dance ended...
Han Nam-do exhaled smoke, looking utterly flustered.
“Hey... I’ll pretend this never happened. Wanna bail?”