Chapter 127: I Cup Woman, Part 4

Hayoon reviewed her discussion with Do Jin-ho after returning home.

“Hmm…”

Dance streams.

It was a divisive content category.

Many people found the typical reactions of female streamers distasteful.

However…

“Our girls are idols, right?”

Lucy, Shiro Yuki, and Vivian, BGG Company’s second generation, though not quite traditional virtual idols, would be dance singers.

The advantage of Vtubers was that, unlike Utaites who were limited to 2D, they could perform like real singers, showcasing their movements.

“Even excluding the sexy dances on YouTube Shorts, practicing and performing idol group dances would be visually appealing…”

Jo A-yeong, armed with her I-cup chest, could do dance streams every other week.

A bit of s*x appeal from a Vtuber could boost viewer loyalty.

“Even I…”

Hayoon had started her streaming career with the ridiculous motto, “I will make you rely solely on my art for your sexual gratification.” That motto had helped her build a loyal fanbase.

Back then, she didn’t even use a virtual avatar or a character; it was a pure no-cam stream.

If Jo A-yeong learned idol dances and performed them on stream, the impact would be…

Unimaginable.

There might be skepticism before her first semi-cam stream, but afterward, everyone would acknowledge the authenticity of her bust.

Then, they would truly start enjoying her streams.

In her dance streams, even the slightest jiggle of her chest would fill online communities with comments like, “Wow,” “So that wasn’t intentional?” and “Her real breasts are bigger than the model’s.”

If Jo A-yeong could handle it, it was a guaranteed success.

“Hello, A-yeong, it’s Min Hayoon.”

Convinced that this was the only way, Hayoon called Jo A-yeong.

“Sorry for calling so late, but I’ve been thinking about your stream concept.”

Now that Jo A-yeong had signed the contract, she was part of BGG Company.

As the CEO, it was Hayoon’s responsibility to devise strategies that maximized their earnings.

“Yes, the ‘touching your breasts’ part with the 3D model is still part of the plan. But I’m thinking of something that utilizes the 3D model even more…”

She explained her idea rapidly, and after a lengthy persuasion that lasted almost until midnight, she finally got Jo A-yeong to agree to enroll in a dance academy.

Of course…

–Then, I’ll see you next week.

In exchange…

Hayoon had to enroll in the dance academy too.

Jo A-yeong refused to go alone.

Hayoon had no choice but to agree.

“Ugh,Whatever.”

She would figure out the dance academy situation when the time came.

Hayoon went to sleep.

***

A week passed.

Hayoon, as promised, searched for suitable dance academies and found a decent one near Dongdaemun.

“Is this it…?”

An ordinary-looking dance academy in an ordinary building.

The reviews said they had trained a few idols, and the overall feedback was positive, so she chose this one.

She hadn’t paid yet. She had to go in with Jo A-yeong for a consultation…

“I’m here.”

“Welcome, A-yeong.”

Jo A-yeong arrived.

And…

‘Wow, they’re huge…?’

Her large breasts were truly impressive.

They were noticeable even through an oversized hoodie, but in a summer t-shirt, they were incredibly distracting.

Thankfully, she was wearing a black t-shirt.

If it had been white, even the slightest sweat would have revealed her bra, making her a walking sexual harassment generator.

“You’re wearing black too…”

“Yes? Ah…”

“It can’t be helped, can it?”

“I guess not…”

Hayoon was also wearing black.

Though it was awkward to mention this in front of Jo A-yeong, Hayoon herself had a sizable E-cup.

On days when she had to move around, she avoided light-colored clothes, as they would reveal her bra when she sweated.

Anyway…

“A-yeong.”

“Yes?”

“Before we go in, I want to clarify something. You agreed to learn dance on the condition that I join you, right?”

“Yes.”

“But it would be awkward for us, who clearly know each other, to address each other formally, especially in front of the instructor…”

It was time to sort out how they addressed each other.

They could have done it later, after their debut, but…

“What would the instructor think?”

Hayoon had already become close with Seo Ji-woo, and she didn’t care about others’ opinions.

It was simpler to just drop the formalities with Jo A-yeong.

“We’re five years apart, but can I call you Unnie?”

“Then can I drop the honorifics too?”

“That was fast…?”

“Calling you ‘Boss’ is a bit uncomfortable…”

“Okay… let’s do that.”

“Okay, Hayoon.”

“Yes?”

“Oh, nothing. Let’s go…”

Hayoon felt like she had been played.

The respectful tone was gone, but…

Jo A-yeong was older than her. She deserved to be called Unnie.

“Hello. I haven’t seen you before. Are you here to register…?”

As they entered, the instructor at the counter’s eyes widened.

Then…

“Instructor…!”

She went to the back room to find the director.

A few seconds later…

“The director would like to see you. There’s another entrance to the director’s office on the right side of the counter. Please go in.”

They were told to enter the director’s office, so they turned towards the entrance…

“Let’s go, Unnie.”

“Sure.”

“…?”

Jo A-yeong suddenly switched back to formal speech.

“I’m still more comfortable with honorifics. I’ll switch back and forth, so please bear with me, Hayoon.”

“Okay… Unnie…”

Hayoon felt like she was being teased. This was a new side of Jo A-yeong.

She could use this for her streams.

As Hayoon entered the director’s office…

“Welcome! Welcome!”

A woman with a sharp look greeted them.

“Please have a seat.”

This woman…

“Why do you want to learn how to dance?”

“I want to overcome my clumsiness. My friend is also worried about being clumsy, so we came together, hoping dance lessons would help.”

“That’s right.”

“Oh, you came to the right place. People with large breasts often mistakenly think they’re clumsy, but that’s not true. If you take lessons here, you’ll overcome your clumsiness in no time.”

Why did it sound so suspicious?

Her overly cheerful demeanor was draining.

‘Does she see us as walking wallets?’

Hayoon felt uneasy.

Women with large breasts were often clumsy, so it would take them longer to learn.

That meant they could be charged more than the average person if they were motivated enough.

‘I should pay monthly.’

Paying for six months or a year in advance was foolish.

It was difficult to get a refund from these local academies, and they often slacked off once they had secured a long-term payment.

“Can we observe a class today? We’d like to see your teaching methods, especially for beginners, before making a decision.”

“Of course. You’re welcome to observe. You can audit a class for free. I just need to prepare some documents, so could you wait outside for a moment?”

“Okay.”

They bought themselves some time away from the director. As soon as they left the office…

“We’ll pay monthly. Remember that.”

“Okay, as you wish.”

Hayoon informed Jo A-yeong that she wasn’t paying for a long-term membership.

Then…

“Let’s go.”

They followed the director to a practice room.

A room with wooden floors and a mirrored wall.

The director played a popular idol song on a laptop.

“Now, try moving your body to the beat.”

“I’ll go first.”

Jo A-yeong confidently stepped forward and started moving…

“Ugh…”

And collapsed onto the floor after just one minute and twelve seconds.

“Ah…”

“Ah…”

Hayoon and the director groaned almost simultaneously.

It was a mix of admiration for the sheer range of motion of her breasts and a sigh of exasperation at her clumsiness.