Chapter 132
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 132
Chapter Title: Pro Temptations and Idol Deals
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Choi A-young felt a spark of interest in going pro.
Becoming a pro meant she could catch both fun and fame in one go.
As much as she craved stability, her innate trait was a love for competition.
But she was worried.
Going pro would mean showing her face to the world, living as a public figure.
The more famous she got, the more her privacy would be invaded—it was inevitable.
"If I get famous, people will stare wherever I go, cameras following me everywhere. Dating like this would be tough."
"……."
"Worst case, I might even get a crazy stalker. Pros aren't a walk in the park, so we couldn't meet often."
"……."
She stood at a crossroads.
Every choice had its pros and cons, making it hard to decide rashly.
"A-young-ah, follow your heart."
"…Follow my heart?"
"Yeah. Life's just once, right? Not even a full hundred years. I think you should do what your heart tells you."
"What my heart tells me…."
I stroked A-young's shoulder.
'Stalker issue? Just hire bodyguards. If that doesn't cut it, items will solve it.'
'Privacy invasion? Items can handle that too. Use recognition blockers or privacy shields.'
I gave her a soft smile.
A-young strangely felt her heart warm and cozy. Her head rested on my shoulder.
[Favorability: 91]
[Inner Thoughts: Jin-seong oppa... I like...]
[Inner Thoughts: Oppa’s cologne scent... I like...]
A sweet silence settled in for a moment.
"Thanks. I'll think it over."
"Yeah. Do what you want."
"Yes, oppa."
"Did you talk to your mom about the housekeeper?"
"Mom was thrilled. The house is too big to clean alone, and cooking every meal wears her out."
"Got it. I'll introduce a good one soon. Having her handle all the chores will make things so much easier."
"Thanks."
I needed to hire the kindest, most diligent housekeeper possible.
Our conversation never stopped on the way to Everland.
We chatted about trivial stuff, worries, world events— all sorts of topics.
"Heehee, oppa. LoL is fun, but talking with you is a hundred times more fun, enjoyable, and happy."
A-young had given up rank one to meet me.
Meeting me made her a hundred times happier than grinding LoL ranks.
"Me too. This is bliss."
In truth, I'd skipped sleep for this date with A-young.
Sacrificing sleep, I'd cleared the reading achievement at midnight, workout at dawn, and language at morning.
With my tasks done, meeting A-young was 120% satisfying.
'Fatigue Recovery Potion is unbeatable.'
One point spent on Fatigue Recovery Potion meant no tiredness at all. I felt energized, ready to fly.
We arrived at Everland.
Hand in hand, we rode rides, munched on tasty snacks, and watched animals to our hearts' content.
"Wow! So cute!"
A-young absolutely loved animals.
Click-!
We took tons of photos.
We found a luxury hotel. Enjoyed a lavish buffet. Back in the room, sipped light wine.
"Hehe... Oppa... Master... Hee... "
A-young got tipsy off one glass. Her face flushed, eyes hazy. Breath ragged, tongue slightly slurred.
"Hehe... A-young will make our master feel good..."
She was bolder than usual.
She laid me on the bed, straddled me, slipped off her robe. Licked lips, nipples, navel, cock in order.
"Ahh..."
She aligned her pussy with my cock. Rode me hard. Her pussy felt abnormally hot and wet.
Her hip work was masterful.
"Haa... Get A-young pregnant, master... I want your baby... Want to bear and raise a child like you..."
Her dirty talk was insanely hot.
A-young's hip movements felt extraordinarily good.
"Urgh!"
I came inside A-young's pussy.
'I need to date my girlfriends at least once a week.'
'Full day dates, good food, hot nights.'
'Today was pure healing. Escaped routine, felt relaxed and happy.'
Clearing achievements for rewards was addictively fun.
Running and growing businesses was addictive in its own right.
Dating my girlfriend was just as good as those.
'Next week, camping with Ha-yeon.'
[Hello? This is Yoo Jin-seong, CEO of YSP Entertainment. I'd like to sign Kim Ji-ah for an idol contract, so I'm reaching out.]
Kim Young-gil checked his phone messages on the commute. A long one from YSP's CEO.
They wanted to sign Ji-ah as an idol, meet when convenient to draft the contract.
'Idol? Ji-ah an idol?'
'What? Runaway wasn't enough, now idol?'
'YSP Enter? Never heard of it.'
He called Ji-ah. Unfortunately, she had him blocked.
"Haa..."
He sighed in frustration.
Since remarrying, his relationship with his daughter had soured. She avoided him, blocked his number, even ran away.
Luckily, she still went to school daily and stayed at a friend's.
He called YSP's CEO.
- Yes, Yoo Jin-seong of YSP.
"Hello? This is Kim Ji-ah's father."
- Hello?
"You say my Ji-ah wants to be an idol?"
- Yes.
They set lunch to meet.
Given the matter, better to talk in person than over phone.
'YSP Enter? What kind of company?'
During work breaks, he researched YSP Enter.
Info was easy to find.
YSP Enter was a new YouTuber agency.
Rilis, Cook Hyun-woo, Yeon-i, Min Jin-ho—up-and-coming YouTubers signed.
Started Grandma Rice Cake with good intentions, hit big, franchising now.
Acquired Sunjin Pharma, rebranded YSP Pharma, selling comprehensive vitamins.
'YSP branching into entertainment.'
'Aggressive for a startup.'
Lunchtime. Met YSP CEO at a cafe near his office. Younger than expected.
Kind-looking face stood out.
"YSP is planning a four-member idol group. We're certain of Kim Ji-ah's potential, so we want to sign her."
I handed over the contract.
"Here's the contract. Five-year term, 6:4 split favoring her, 30 million won advance, debut guaranteed."
Kim Young-gil reviewed it closely.
Heavily favored Ji-ah over the company. Not bad—overly generous, honestly.
"Before signing, I'd like to talk to Ji-ah first. Confirm she really wants this."
"Understood."
I lent him my phone to call his daughter.
I briefly explained the situation to Ji-ah.
- It's lunchtime. Can talk?
- Oh? Yeah, sure.
Kim Young-gil felt awful. Utterly pathetic.
Hated that she'd run away, blocked him, and he learned her career plans from her agency's CEO.
"You really want to be an idol?"
- Yes.
Different tone than with the CEO. Short reply, icy chill.
"When are you coming home?"
- Why would I come home?
"……."
- I can't stand looking at your face.
"……."
- Annoying.
"……."
Call ended.
"……."
"……."
Heavy silence fell.
[Inner Thoughts: Is remarrying after divorce that hated...?]
[Inner Thoughts: My wife tries so hard for Ji-ah...]
Kim Young-gil closed his eyes briefly in grievance, then opened them. Small sigh, grabbed the pen.
Scribble-!
Signed the contract.
"...Please take good care of our Ji-ah."
If she wants idol, let her.
Opposing would just earn more hate.
"Thank you. We'll do our utmost for Ji-ah's success."
I tucked the contract into my bag.
"But..., sir."
"Yes?"
"Sir, do you know why Ji-ah ran away?"
I asked cautiously.
"Yes. Sigh, after my divorce and remarriage, things went wrong with Ji-ah."
"...Is that all?"
Nod.
Kim Young-gil nodded.
He believed remarriage ruined his bond with his daughter.
"That's quite different from what I know."
"...Pardon?"
Different?
Another reason?
"Ji-ah's hurt isn't from remarriage. She said you hate her when drunk. Curse her, throw things, yell at her to get out."
"...?!"
Speechless.
"She doesn't hate the stepmom just for being stepmom. The stepmom bullies her—throws out cherished dolls, makes only hated foods on purpose, verbally abuses in secret. Recently slapped her, so she's been wearing a bandage on her face."
"...?!"
Couldn't believe it.
"Ji-ah lying...?"
"Has Ji-ah ever lied to you?"
Lied?
Her late mother and Ji-ah both were too genuine for lies.
"Sir, do you remember anything after getting blackout drunk?"
After blackout?
Nothing.
"Try leaving a recorder on at night."
"……."
"I'm busy, so I'll head out."
Someone else's messy family drama.
No point dragging it out.
The four girls gathered in the practice room.