Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Dance Midterm Evaluation (10)
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Seriously, I agonized over it a ton.
Should I show this to Han Nam-do or not...
In the end, I decided to go for it.
There were all sorts of reasons, but the biggest one was just that I wanted to. Or that it felt like it would be okay.
'He's gonna think it's weird.'
Of course he would.
A girl who didn't even know what dancing was yesterday suddenly shows off skills like she's a whole different person overnight?
What would anyone think after seeing that?
'Whoa, this bitch is actually a genius?'
...Yeah, right.
Most people would immediately think, "How?"
And if Han Nam-do wasn't some actual single-digit IQ moron, he'd definitely have a rough idea of how I'd picked up the dance.
Maybe that's why I knew it too?
"......"
My heart pounded like crazy the whole time I danced in front of him.
Wondering what kind of reaction he'd have...
"So, what do you think?"
I forced a casual tone after finishing the dance.
Han Nam-do stared at me blankly for a moment, then scratched his brow and replied.
"Fuck, insane... You were a genius all along? How the hell did you master the basics overnight? Just from watching a video? Holy shit, yeah, that changes things. I could probably do private lessons now."
So natural I almost bought it.
Han Nam-do was playing dumb right now. As shamelessly as anyone could.
His response exceeded my expectations.
'...I'll let you off the hook a little, you bastard.'
The morning hustle of packing food and buying a 500,000-won potion from the convenience store didn't feel wasteful at all.
'It was kinda a surreal experience.'
The part-timer even had that "This sells?" look on their face while ringing it up.
"You gonna teach me proper private lessons?"
"Ha, obviously. And..."
Han Nam-do stuck a cigarette in my mouth as he spoke.
"...I'm planning to get properly compensated. Get ready, you fucking bitch. Got it?"
"You better not quit halfway 'cause you're tired, or you're dead."
We'd grown weirdly close overnight, laughing like idiots as we smoked and headed home.
And for the next two days, we fucked nonstop under the same roof.
Before I knew it... the time I'd promised with the Luminous girls had arrived.
Three days really do fly by.
"Yaaawn."
I stretched as I woke up.
Then naturally chugged a 500ml bottle of mineral water from the corner of Han Nam-do's place.
Ah... maybe not that short?
In just three days... I'd gotten completely used to living under the same roof as him.
People adapt quick—three days was plenty.
It almost felt like my own place.
"You're heading out today, right?"
"Yeah..."
His voice from behind had become pretty familiar too.
"Ugh, finally leaving, you leech. How the hell did you stick around nonstop for three days? No shame."
"What? I bought all the food, and brought you a potion every day."
"Fucking bitch, you worked me way harder than that. Forgot about that?"
"...Fair point."
Couldn't deny the facts.
After showing him my improved dance skills on the rooftop, he'd been even more eager about sex with me.
'Thanks to that, my dancing's on track after just three days.'
Of course, I wasn't a dance master overnight.
Or at a level to crush the other trainees.
Nothing like that.
Just... now I knew what dancing was? To the point where I wouldn't embarrass myself saying I couldn't dance anywhere.
"Anyway, thanks. My skills improved by leaps and bounds."
"You improved a shit ton. Still fucking lacking, though."
"That's on me to work on. Might come bug you now and then if needed."
I'd probably end up doing it no matter what.
Because...
He was the only fuck buddy who had a vague idea of my secret.
"Fuck, quit saying creepy shit. Business is done—now get out. With your skills, syncing with Kang Chae-rin again will take four straight all-nighters."
"I was gonna leave anyway. I'm short on time too."
I nodded, slipping on my shoes, then turned back.
"Hey, Han Nam-do."
"What?"
"From now on, no sexual harassment toward Chae-rin or any of them."
"Ha?"
"If you're that hard up, come to me. Got it?"
He let out a hollow laugh and flipped me off.
"That's none of your business. Thinking about you's gonna tire me out for a while—now scram."
"Don't get lonely without me."
"Fuck off. Go."
"Okay."
I left his place with an inexplicable pang of reluctance.
Just three days, and I felt like this—what must it be like for couples who've been together years when they break up?
'No wonder people beg on their knees.'
I'd only ever vented my lust at entertainment spots, so this was my first taste of this feeling.
...Not a bad feeling, though.
Maybe that's why people say try dating and regret it later.
'Funny part is, it's with the guy I was gonna chew out.'
Who the hell knows what'll happen in life?
"Alright, time to go cause some more unexpected trouble?"
I'd thought the same three days ago.
Han Ji-woo, Seol Su-bin, even Kang Chae-rin.
None of them expected I'd pick up dancing to any decent level in three days.
But oh well?
'What if I mastered waves—the start of intermediate level—plus fast steps and dynamics control?'
I couldn't wait to see.
The looks on those three girls' faces when they saw my skills.
"Ugh?"
"Huh?"
Funny enough, the first people I ran into at Purem Entertainment weren't the Luminous members.
Right at the entrance, my eyes locked with Go Min-cheol's—like it was meant to be.
Different reactions from both of us...
He grimaced like he'd seen something nasty.
I scratched my cheek, surprisingly glad to see him.
'But why does this bastard look even worse after three days without me touching him?'
Han Nam-do, who'd been fucked nonstop by me, was a different story.
But Go Min-cheol—after just the first day, barely an hour of fun—looking worse was baffling.
What weird shit did he pick up?
"Section Chief, you look rough. You okay?"
"Fuck! You calling this okay? You know whose fault this...!"
"...No way, mine?"
I tilted my head innocently.
His face flushed red and purple as he panted heavily.
'What the hell did I even do?'
This was bullshit.
If anyone's mad, it should be me at him for screwing me over. Why's he raging at me?
Is this that thing where the farter gets mad?
"......"
If this were before...
As a succubus.
I might've thought, screw that guy, mess with him, or just bail with my body.
...But.
"Watch yourself. Don't just throw your body at suckers."
After Han Nam-do said that?
I didn't feel like solving everything with sex so easily anymore.
'Thinking about it, I've been spreading my legs too freely.'
Succubus side effect, maybe.
Or maybe I was always a slutty bitch deep down.
I did have high sexual openness.
Time to dial it back.
"Fucking bitch. Didn't show your face here for three days, now you crawl back? That confident about the dance midterm? Even when your teammates who've practiced nearly two years might flunk."
"......"
My expression hardened instantly.
This prick couldn't get at me directly, so he dragged others in to corner me.
What a real piece of shit.
'Now I get why I was lenient with Han Nam-do.'
With the absolute worst right here, I could overlook the runner-up.
"We'll see how it goes."
"Ha, cocky bitch. Whatever you're scheming, you've pissed me off—so good luck working clean in this industry. Though flunking means six months of dog-like practice."
"Worry about yourself. You look like shit... What if ED hits early? Heh."
Just tossing it out there.
Go Min-cheol jumped like I'd shocked him.
"Y-you, you really...!"
What? That actually it?
Holy shit.
"Aw, poor thing. Hang in there. Not my fault, FYI."
I stood tall.
Why? I'd fucked nonstop for three days and Han Nam-do was healthy and hard this morning. One hour with me causing ED? His problem.
Should've exercised, dumbass.
"Up close, your hairline's receding bad too. Stressful at your age. How about a hair loss clinic nearby? Or should I recommend a wig?"
"Y-you fucking...!"
"Eek, scary."
I breezed past him into the building.
No matter how trash Purem Entertainment was.
Openly cussing at a girl like me? Perfect scandal bait.
"Th-this...!"
In the end, Go Min-cheol could only clench his fist alone, unable to rage properly.
Aigoo, hope he doesn't lose more hair like that.
'If I pass the dance midterm, he'll foam at the mouth.'
Just imagining it lifted my mood as I headed lightly to the practice room.
Then I froze at the gloomy vibe inside.
Three girls, way worse off after three days, creaking like machines with mismatched breaths.
"...Unnie's here?"
"Y-yeah..."
I figured they wouldn't expect much from me.
But this was beyond.
Their eyes were dead.
Faces screaming, We're stuck six more months of hell no matter what... for real.
"Anyway, I trained hard for three days?"
"With who?"
"...Teacher Han Nam-do."
At that, Han Ji-woo's massive sigh echoed through the room.
Thought the floor would cave.
I got oddly choked up and spoke.
"His personality's trashed... but his skills are legit."
"Yeah, figures. Big shot back in his pro days... but these days..."
Han Ji-woo trailed off, and Seol Su-bin jumped in.
"Ugh, doesn't matter if he's washed-up or whatever. Point is, his dance skills. You think three days fixes you? For real? Seriously? Fuck?"
She spat the curse she'd been holding as anger boiled over.
"We waited three fucking days. Thinking you'd crash and burn today and take all the blame!"
"What if my skills actually skyrocketed?"
"Ha?"
Seol Su-bin grabbed her stomach in utter disbelief.
"Fine, I'll treat you like a real unnie. Listen to every word like gospel. Hell, I'll be your dog. Happy?"
"Deal."
I nodded confidently.
Looked like...
Today, I'd snag an unexpected pet.
"Music okay to start now? No point dragging it out."
Han Ji-woo urged me too, agreeing with Su-bin.
"U-um..."
Kang Chae-rin fidgeted cutely, wandering like a lost puppy.
"Yeah, play it."
I used casual speech for the first time.
And at the same time, Han Ji-woo hit play on the music.