The Manager Totem's Miraculous Effect
"The additional effect is incredible." Pointing at the screen, she said, "What's this statue?" Her sleazy grin looked like it would make my toes curl if I saw it in person.
"It's a life-size figure, you idiot."
"Yeah, idiot... Ugh, it's so ridiculous I can't even speak properly. What I mean is, why the hell do you have something like that in your house?"
"Manager can't always be at our house. This is a substitute." Since you can't carry a life-size figure around, she made eleven portable ones. The broken one was ominous, so she hadn't stepped out of her room even once.
"I thought about bringing it from home, but this time, I felt like I'd only relax with the real thing by my side. Sorry for making a fuss."
She said that with a beaming smile. She must have been thrilled that I'd rushed over in one bound. I knew her sense of safety revolved around me, but I hadn't realized it was this severe. After she learned to stand on her own and returned to her team, I'd deliberately kept my distance, but the backlash was turning out to be this extreme.
"We doubled the security personnel, but you're still anxious?"
"...Sorry."
What Ara wanted wasn't physical protection. During her toughest times, I'd played the role of the prince on a white horse, and now she just wanted me by her side. Even if it was in doll... no, figure form. I wasn't sure if she saw me as her white knight on horseback.
"There's Manager on horseback, working-out Manager, gun-shooting Manager, and a few more at home in 1/7 scale."
She really had thought of that.
"What's 1/7?"
"Figure size."
"You like this stuff?" Min Ayoung asked, tilting her head.
"Ara's an otaku for comics and anime."
Back when I was ProMinence's manager, she'd proselytize whenever she had a chance, telling me to watch this or that. Thanks to her, I'd binged pretty much every popular anime from that era. She'd often play them for me while gauging my reaction, saying they were fun. I knew she collected related merch, but figures? That was new. Of course, a life-size figure was a first today. Who knew they made them that big and still called them figures.
"Hehe, you remember what I like. As expected from Manager."
"You played them for me all the time."
Just yesterday she was crying over a broken figure's snapped neck, and now here she was, acting like a big, playful puppy in front of her owner.
"Being with Jihun really does calm her down—it seems true. Her expression's completely different now."
"Sorry, CEO. If I hadn't gotten so anxious last night..."
'Last night?'
The figure had broken, but she said she could've held out for a day. But starting last night, the fear and anxiety had overwhelmed her, leading to this mess. She said this level of anxiety was a first for her too.
Listening to Ara, a strange thought crossed my mind.
'Last night... that's when I got it.' When I'd fingered Nayoung's pussy and received the additional item. It was too suspicious to call it coincidence with a system item involved.
A totem that calms the mind when held by a heroine candidate. Additional effects may appear based on the heroine's personality. Tougher than it looks—no scratches from normal impacts.
No matter how I thought about it, the timing was too perfect.
"I hope Manager stays with me until we go back to Korea. If you do, I'll work super hard on the rest of the schedule."
"I was thinking the same. This schedule's really important. Jihun, stay behind and help manage Ara and the girls' mental state."
Normally I'd agree in a heartbeat, but now that I was the Common Sense Alteration House manager, I couldn't. Ye Mina had warned that leaving the house empty too long would deplete the absorbed life force and cause it to collapse.
You don't need to be there all day, but don't leave it completely empty for more than four days. Ideally, come back at night.
Following the Japan schedule fully would mean ten days away from home. If the house collapsed, Grandpa's wish would go down the drain. I pulled Min Ayoung aside, saying I had something to discuss with Ara.
"I can't leave the house empty for long. Sorry."
"If it's the guesthouse, I'll send someone to manage it. Problem solved?"
"No. I can't explain why, but I have to be there. I'll figure something out for Ara."
I pulled the Manager Totem from my pocket and handed it to Ara, who was waiting in the living room. The timing of receiving it, everything pointed to this being for her.
"This is..."
"Carry it with you. It'll be way more effective than your guardian doll."
Ara took the totem, turning it over in her hands, her face lighting up.
"It's cute! Way cuter than mine! Is this Manager's?"
"Yeah. My mascot. Special gift just for you, so take good care of it."
"Just for me..."
Ara looked touched, while Min Ayoung eyed us with a strange gaze.
"Jihun's tastes are pretty unique."
"I like cute stuff too, haha."
I should've given it when Min Ayoung wasn't around—my mind had been too rushed. I brushed it off with a laugh.
"It's not about the doll. Normally, people don't carry figures with their own face on them, right?"
"Y-yeah."
Her expression said it all. How big is this guy's ego to engrave his own face on a doll and carry it around?
She kept looking suspicious, but seeing Ara so happy with the totem, she dropped it. Stabilizing Ara's mentality was the priority now.
*****
Min Ayoung had a must-attend meeting, so she left, and I decided to stay one more day. I wanted to see the Manager Totem's effect firsthand.
'Two days empty should be fine.'
It sucked not sucking Nayoung's pussy, but to confirm if Ara was a heroine, I needed to observe her status. The totem only worked on heroines.
"I'll head out first, so take care of Ara. Call if anything comes up."
Min Ayoung punched in her personal number. Only a few people knew it, so she winked, telling me to manage well. Why tell me this?
I went down to the room the company had booked and checked ProMinence's schedule for tomorrow. I'd just escaped road manager life, and not even a month later, I was back. Tsk.
*
I opened my eyes in a blindingly white space. Everything was white—I couldn't tell if it was a room or a vast expanse.
'What? I was definitely sleeping in the hotel.'
Come to think of it, I was stark naked, not a thread on me. The pajamas I'd worn to bed were gone.
Someone approached from over there, so I hurriedly covered myself. I couldn't see their face, but I wasn't scared. It felt familiar, nostalgic even.
'Who is it?'
He had a great body. He was naked too. As he walked, the thing between his legs swung like a pendulum.
"Manager!"
That was why the naked man approaching didn't scare me. It was Manager, who calmed me just by being near.
"Where are we? Why are you here, Manager?"
"No idea. I was walking and saw you, so I came over."
"I see. Thanks to you, my heart feels at ease. Thank you so much for coming."
I wasn't curious why he was wandering naked. I was naked too, after all.
"Ara. But you see..."
"Yes, what is it?"
Manager had something on his mind.
"It's gotten this big because of you."
Ah. What had been dangling was now pointing up. The length and girth suited his perfect body. Not some unrealistic size from hentai or manga—it was perfect, just perfect.
"It's hard to walk like this. So, could you calm it down for me?"
"H-how...?"
I knew. Idols don't avoid naughty stuff. Jerk it with your hand or suck it, and white liquid spurts from the tip.
"Suck it. It'll settle after I cum."
"Yes, Manager."
It wasn't embarrassing. We were alone here, wherever here was. I could suck Manager's dick here.
I touched the dangling balls first. They were as warm as Manager—felt so good. Rolling them gently in my hand, he let out a low groan, pleased. His reaction to my touch was adorable.
Next, I stroked the shaft with my fingers. Veins bulged, rough and bumpy, but not gross. I worried it had grown even bigger. Could I fit it in my mouth? Bob my head? Would it feel good for Manager?
Stroking the shaft, I stuck out my tongue toward the head. Dew-like precum beaded at the slit.
"What's this?"
"Precum. Comes out when I'm excited."
"Can I taste it?"
"It won't taste good."
"It's because of me. Let me try."
I licked it. Salty, just like he said—not tasty. Or rather, no real flavor. But Manager's hips shivering was way better.
"Suck it now. I can't hold back."
"Yes♡"
I opened wide and slowly took the head in. The soft flesh and tongue against it felt incredible.
Haa, Manager's dick is in my mouth. Feels so good. This is why girls love sucking guys off.
Manager wasn't just any guy. He was like a dad, a big brother—always there to protect me when I was scared and anxious. So reliable.
'Dad and brother-like... makes me even more excited.'
I recalled that manga where the little sister pants under her brother, gushing about how amazing incest dick is. How could she do that with her brother? But if it was Manager as her brother... I could see it.
Before I knew it, Manager's dick filled my mouth completely. It throbbed inside like I'd swallowed a heart. My throat tickled. It felt good having him in, but staying like this would make me gag.
I pulled back slowly; the shaft glistened coated in my saliva. Licking as I went, his groans grew louder—he was more excited.
Wanting to excite him more, I took him back in.
