Idol Project
“Idol Project?”
“Yeah, how about giving that a shot?”
“Eek?!”
Eunha recoiled in horror at my words, her face twisting in disgust as she cried out.
“……No way!”
“Not interested?”
“It’s not even about interest—it’s public. They put it all out there for everyone to see.”
“True……”
“Your face would be on display!”
Eunha shrieked, glaring at me like I was some kind of idiot.
“……”
The moment I saw that look, it hit me—I’d been way too optimistic, lost in my own delusions.
Have I been too focused on the items……?
I’d aimed for a two-birds-with-one-stone win and ended up losing both.
“Yeah, now that you mention it, that does sound kinda off.”
As I nodded in agreement, Eunha finally relaxed her expression and spoke up.
“I get wanting to catch the culprit—that’s fine and all—but this feels like jumping the gun. If Ye-eun or Seoyeon unnie heard about this, they’d roast you alive, oppa.”
“Hah, yeah, probably.”
I let out an awkward laugh, scratching the back of my head. Eunha stifled a giggle at my reaction, leaning in a bit closer as she asked,
“So, when did you and Seoyeon unnie get so chummy?”
“Huh?”
“I saw the group chat earlier—the vibe was super cozy. Did you guys make up or something?”
I grinned happily at the question and replied,
“We made up, yeah.”
“What’s with that meaningful smile?”
Her curiosity piqued, Eunha tilted her head. I was about to spill that Seoyeon noona and I were officially dating now, but then I thought better of it—she might get mad. So I swallowed the words deep down.
“Just happy we made up, that’s all.”
“That happy?”
“Of course! No more getting treated like the perp, right?”
“True…… Unnie was pretty obsessive about it.”
Eunha giggled, brushing her brown hair behind her ear with her right hand.
“……Still, you messed up, oppa. You should’ve shut it down hard right there.”
Her voice rose a notch, sharp and a little pissed, stabbing right into my chest. Seoyeon noona had already teased me for being a pushover, and now my blood was practically boiling over.
Feeling the sting, I mustered a response.
“But you were there, Eunha.”
“Me?”
“I figured it was fine since you were with me. No way you’d bring some stranger, right?”
She blinked in surprise for a second, then broke into a bright smile.
“Sorry, oppa.”
There was a lot packed into those words. I gave a wry smile and waved it off.
“Karma. But it all worked out in the end, so no complaints here.”
“Oppa, your shoulder’s wrecked and you call that a happy ending?”
She poked my shoulder with her index finger as she said it.
“Hey, what kinda girl says ‘wrecked’? Watch your language.”
“What’s wrong with a girl saying it? Girls can’t swear?”
“Girls are supposed to be prim and proper, with kind hearts.”
“Where you gonna find that in this day and age?”
“Well……”
“Name one from the girls you’ve actually met. No celebrities!”
Sneaky as hell, narrowing it down to just the women I knew personally. I groaned inwardly, then thought of my nurse.
“My regular nurse was super kind. Heart of silk, really.”
“She’s a nurse! That’s her job.”
“……”
She shot back before I could even finish. I had no comeback, so I just raised both hands in surrender.
Is my social circle really this shallow?
Or maybe all the women in this world were just bitches.
“Anyway, what do you wanna eat for dinner tonight?”
Eunha asked out of the blue.
“You buying?”
“Why? Scared I’ll mooch? Don’t worry—I’ll treat you since I’m visiting.”
She shrugged confidently, looking all dependable. Too bad I already had plans.
“Tempting offer, but……”
“What?”
“Got prior plans.”
“With who? Yoon-seok oppa? Ugh, fine—my treat for him too!”
I gave a wry smile.
“It’s Seoyeon noona.”
“Huh? But you saw her yesterday.”
“She offered again today. Couldn’t say no.”
Eunha pouted.
“Suspicious.”
“Suspicious how?”
“You two dating or something?”
Her voice sharpened, clearer and louder than before. Her intuition was scary good sometimes—woman’s instinct, huh? I swallowed hard and played it cool.
“Dating? As if Seoyeon noona would go for me.”
“Yeah, fair.”
“What? Why buy it so quick?”
“Anyone can see you don’t match. She’s this hotshot career woman, and you? Total half-unemployed vibe.”
“……”
Too spot-on to argue. And worst of all, Yu Seoyeon was one of the most stunning women I’d ever laid eyes on, while I was your average Joe. My only redeeming feature? Height, maybe.
“Gonna hit the bathroom real quick.”
Eunha stood up.
“Out the door, turn right.”
“Got it.”
She chuckled and strode out with big steps. Once she was fully gone, I let out a huge sigh and ruffled my hair in frustration.
Isn’t there some way around this?
Just thinking about Ye-eun made me uneasy as hell. Odds of getting caught were slim, but knowing someone might dig into my past sent chills down my spine.
Guess I’m just not cut out for shady stuff. Should’ve left it alone—why’d I play hero for that security guard? What am I, some middle-school edgelord?
……Gonna get cancer from the stress.
I pounded my chest in frustration, pondering what to do about Ye-eun, when a sudden ding rang out. Cold sweat trickled down my back instantly.
“……”
If that had gone off with Eunha here? No denying it—she’d grill me. Not outright, given her personality, but those suspicious eyes? Guaranteed.
I gulped and carefully pulled out my smartphone from my pocket.
First things first, gotta figure this out.
Kim Minseo has signed an official contract with Hyundai Construction Hillstate.
“Oh……”
I let out a gasp of admiration. Minseo had finally gone pro for real. Thrilled, I reread the notification a few times, then pulled up my saved list to congratulate her, selecting Minseo.
Proceed directly to the Training Room?
Caution: Cannot return until training is complete.
[Yes / No]
I hit Yes without hesitation. My vision went dark, then brightened into the familiar Training Room.
“Let’s see.”
I glanced around, donned my mask, and headed to Room 1.
“……Hold up.”
Before opening the door, I checked my phone again.
“Gotta sort out this sound first.”
Double-checking priorities, I scanned the Manager App functions. No mute option anywhere. Not even volume control—guess they didn’t think of that.
Manually lower it?
I tried, but it didn’t inspire confidence.
“Eh, trial and error it is.”
Clicking my tongue, I opened the door and stepped in.
“Hello, Master!”
Minseo’s energetic voice rang in my ears. Her cheer was so infectious, it lifted the funk from the Idol Project flop. People really do draw energy from others.
I stepped toward her, smiling.
“Hello, Kim Minseo.”
“Yes, Master! I missed you so much.”
Her cheeks flushed pink. So damn cute—like a puppy greeting its owner. I chuckled softly, approached, and hit the release button on her chair.
“……Master!”
“Whoa.”
restraints off, she leaped straight into my arms.
“……Did you miss me that much?”
“So much.”
She beamed, wiggling her hips happily. I stroked her head gently.
She shook her head side to side, blissed out.
“Anyway, I saw—official contract, congrats.”
“Yeah, didn’t expect it this fast…… But it’s all thanks to you, Master!”
She dove back into my chest, her breasts squishing flat against me with the force.
“Nah, that’s all your hard work.”
“No way! If you hadn’t called me here and calmed me down back then, it never would’ve happened!”
Her voice brimmed with conviction. True, without that intervention, her game would’ve tanked. But turning it into a win? That was her effort.
“Still, I’m proud of you.”
“Ahh, Master……”
Ecstatic, she leaned in, peppering kisses along my neck and collarbone. Then she paused, eyes widening.
“Th-this……”
She’d noticed my patient gown. I caressed her cheek.
“Got a little banged up. In the hospital now.”
“Badly? Should I visit?”
She clung to my clothes, voice trembling. I gave a wry smile.
“Nah, I’m fine. Not that serious.”
“Still……”
“More than that, I want your service right now. Craving it bad.”
I traced her lips. She got the hint instantly, nodding eagerly and dropping to her knees. Pants down without a second thought, she gripped my throbbing cock with both hands.
“Ah……”
She gasped softly at its pulsing vigor, then grinned and stuck out her tongue.
“……Slurp.”
Her soft tongue met my shaft, sending electric pleasure up my spine. My cock bobbed approvingly. Delighted, she lavished it with more devoted licks.
“Mmm, ah…… Master’s cock…… Smack.”
She stroked and licked my rock-hard length diligently. Her hot breath made my urge to cum surge each time.
“Somehow…… you’ve gotten even better.”
“W-well……”
Her cheeks burned red as she squirmed.
A beat later, she looked up sheepishly.
“……I practiced last night thinking of you.”
“With what?”
“A-a vibrator.”
“Such a slut.”
I chided her playfully, grinning. Practicing blowjobs while thinking of me? Devotion defined. I stroked her head in praise.
Enchanted, she smiled dreamily and resumed sucking with renewed fervor.