050. One, Zero, Zero Acquired Experiences (2)

A cuter appearance than any cute pet.

A girl with a pure and beautiful appearance, the kind you’d see in a movie.

…Surprisingly not lacking in the chest department.

If you ask who it is that carries around a reputation full of praise, making them terribly, terribly embarrassed…

It’s me.

Nakazawa Hinami.

In Korean, that would be…

Nakazawa Hinami.

Age: 20 years old.

Gender: Female.

Occupation: Currently active as an idol, to rave reviews.

And currently…

I’m floating around in the sky after finishing a shoot overseas.

“Hinami. Stop shaking your leg and stay still for a bit. It’s noisy.”

“Whyyy, Jia-chan. There’s no one around, so I should be able to do as I please, right?”

Since I came to Korea, I’d long forgotten how many times I’d been on a plane.

The first time I crossed over here, it was economy.

The first time I returned to Japan, I splurged and went business class.

Returning to my hometown-neither city nor countryside-in trendy fashion, I holed up in the kotatsu and only then realized I could find my name even back home.

…Ahaha, those stupid bitches.

If they’d known I’d become this successful, they would’ve worshipped me back then, right?

Well, I don’t have enough spare time to do petty things like seeking revenge now.

If they’d taken care of me back then, they would’ve gotten a piece of the pie in Korean terms, right?

Idiots.

You can tell just by looking at my face, can’t you?

That I’m not on a level where you losers could be jealous and bully me.

But those thrilling, heart-pounding emotions have dulled over the years of repetition, to the point where I don’t even feel interested anymore.

Now, I’m so used to business class that I wonder how I ever managed to doze off in economy.

No matter how many people comment or like my posts on social media, I just take it for granted.

Whether the music video I filmed through grueling overseas shoots gets ten million views or a hundred million,

All I think is, ‘Ah, I see~’.

I don’t even understand why they still make me do vocal training until my throat hurts when I barely sing live anyway.

Jia-chan is good at that stuff, so just make Jia-chan do it, you idiots.

Besides, I don’t see why I have to bother being polite to celebrities in this country whom I’ll never meet again.

Once I retire, whether I live here or go back to my home country, I won’t be appearing on TV anyway.

I want to enjoy a free life as soon as possible; I have no intention of hanging around until I die of old age with the blobs of flesh who worship me.

“I can’t sleep because of you. I feel like I’m going to die from exhaustion?”

“You can’t sleep because you’re tired because of me? What does that even mean?”

“Crazy… …No, never mind. I’ll just wear earplugs.”

Because of my rotten inner thoughts for an idol, I wanted to adopt a cool, aloof concept like Jia’s, if only in my heart.

Why is it that even when she says, ‘…Wipe your sweat with a handkerchief,’ with a look of genuine disgust, it becomes a hit?

I tried imitating her once, but thanks to the fans who cooed ‘Aww, so cute!’ no matter what I did, I failed spectacularly.

…Seriously, what’s so cute about me?

I’m a C-cup, you know.

Even if I’m short…, my legs are long.

I know for a fact that among those who claim to be fans, there isn’t just one or two who’d burn with desire to see my panties.

I also know all too well that the guys who act all nice at fan sign events go home and masturbate while watching my fancams.

Of course, I have absolutely no intention of…

…acting like I know.

I’m an idol.

Pure and innocent Hinami-chan,

…Ugh.

“Ehh, cursing at your own unnie who was born a whole month earlier? Jia-chan, you’re so mean.”

“If you take off the eye mask and earplugs, I’ll kill you, so don’t touch me.”

Anyway.

An idol like that, so cute,

…actually spends her days at home watching anime, ordering sexy clothes to try on,

taking pretty selfies, and then killing time pleasuring her nipples and clit-if that got out,

I’d be scorned by the fans who diligently throw their dirty money at me, wouldn’t I?

The parasocial relationships with fans are still relationships, after all.

I have to pretend until the contract ends.

You absolutely can’t survive in this industry if you can’t manipulate your fans.

This is a place where even someone as cute as me gets picked apart for every little thing and buried if they don’t have a fandom.

A prime example is,

the busty senior-slash-junior next to me.

“‘If you take it off, I’ll kill you’? Isn’t that a bit too lewd?”

“Hinami, is that all you think about?”

“No? All I can think about is drinking soju and eating pork belly when we get back?”

“Stop thinking about drinking and manage your condition. We’ll be busy even after we get back.”

Ah, of course, I’m not saying Jia got buried, right?

I mean she buried others.

The PD who kept hitting on her before her debut.

The unknown male idol who wouldn’t give up even when she shut him down.

The baseball player who allegedly picked a fight with her unnie.

The eldest unnie of a girl group from another agency who bullied Jia’s friend.

Besides them, there were stalker fans, and just lots of weird people in general.

Just the ones I know of exceed ten fingers.

How she did it…

I don’t know either.

Well, our agency is huge, so maybe they managed to bury them properly?

The CEO is a tiny bit of trash, but he treats us really well since we make a lot of money, so maybe he granted a small favor.

Or maybe it’s because Jia’s dad is the baseball team’s Director? That side?

Jia keeps making excuses, saying the owner has the money, not the Director.

Honestly, I don’t even know the difference.

Ever since I heard she dealt with the baseball player who was hitting on her unnie, I can’t trust any of it.

“Ah, getting nagged by Jia-chan makes me want to vape. …I’ll get caught if I smoke on the plane, right?”

“I’ve told you multiple times to quit that…”

“It doesn’t even have nicotine, it’s just vapor! It’s not bad for you! Jia, if you tried it, it’s really got this vibe…”

“Stop whispering nonsense and just go to sleep! We have a busy schedule tomorrow too, you know? Before I cancel the offer to let you sleep here, shut your mouth. Please.”

“Jia-chan. You’ll get caught if you yell on the plane. Calm down, calm down.”

“…Hoo.”

You live in a super-tall, super-luxury apartment, too.

Aren’t you secretly holding a cigarette, looking down at the Han River, and going ‘Heh heh… peasants…’?

…I do that sometimes.

Holding a nicotine-free vape in my mouth,

looking out from the balcony and smiling meaningfully for no reason gives me an indescribable feeling.

How should I put it…

It feels good, like betraying fans’ expectations and flexing.

If I added a background image of people engaging in group sex, it’d be like filming a movie, but unfortunately, I don’t have many friends.

If Jia, the closest friend I have, gets a boyfriend, I’d like to invite him over sometime.

And then I’d install a camera in the guest room and film secretly.

Will the popular idol Ms. Seo XX have sex at her colleague’s house or not?

Honestly, aren’t you curious?

I’m also super curious about what kind of guy he’ll be if she gets a boyfriend before that.

…If possible, I hope he’s a guy with a great body.

That, uh,

like Jia’s boyfriend I saw briefly the other day?

“Jia-chan, are you asleep?”

“…”

Ah, of course, I have no intention of stealing Jia-chan’s boyfriend.

Rather than me stealing Jia-chan’s boyfriend,

it feels more deliciously perverse if my boyfriend ends up getting Jia too.

…Assuming a suitable candidate even appears, that is.

Oh, I sounded totally Korean just now.

Vocabulary really improves quickly.

“Seo Jia-ssi.”

“…”

In that sense, I keep teasing Jia, who has an image tens of times more intellectual than me, despite my own smarts allowing me to speak a whopping 2.5 languages.

The reason is…

Inferiority complex?

Every time I look at her,

and every time I touch her,

I keep thinking she doesn’t seem Korean, not even compared to me, a Japanese person.

She doesn’t seem Asian at all, that brat.

Her figure is just too much.

My birthday is a month earlier, though.

She’s nearly 15cm taller.

Her hips are incomparable.

Her breasts too… yeah.

Ah, though Jia’s unnie’s breasts were much bigger when I saw them last time?

That doesn’t mean Jia is small, by any means.

Sometimes when I watch her dance on stage, I feel a sense of defeat as a woman.

I feel it physically-I can never beat that ultimate female.

…Still, though.

Sexy is sexy,

and cute things have their own demand.

Our popularity is about the same…

…Ughhhhh…

Why is our popularity even similar?

Jia should be tens of times more popular.

“…Ye-eun, Kyaaak!”

“Stop poking my side. I’m really tired.”

“Okay, okay. Sowy sowy.”

Finally, after pushing Jia’s buttons, I got a satisfyingly thorough beating, and we could wrap up our banter.

Ah, I’m tired, so tired.

I wish I could have a normal person’s position like Jia.

It’s tiring pretending to be innocent all the time.

When I get off the plane, I’ll have to pretend to be cute and adorable again,

do I have to go back to being Hinami, receiving adoration and countless cute gazes from fans?

…Even though the scenes for the music video I filmed overseas were full of subtle sex appeal.

I don’t know which genius came up with the idea to put me in a nurse’s outfit, but whoever it was, I want to praise them.

Idols are basically nurses, aren’t they? Nurses.

…Nurses who soothe the ugly sexual desires of fans who are old as dirt.

Heh heh…

Disgusting.

Truly.