Chapter Index




    051. One, Zero, Zero Acquired Experiences (3

    April 5th.

    Night.

    Finally, Korea.

    “I’m home~”

    Even though I slept so soundly on the plane, I step into Jia’s house, who still looks tired.

    Rudely tossing off my socks, I immediately fall onto the sofa.

    “Someone else’s house… wait, no.”

    Jia, realizing that pointing it out would be meaningless, doesn’t get angry even seeing it.

    She used to nag a lot, but lately, she’s become boring.

    Well, her schedule is packed, so it’s understandable that she’d be tired.

    “I’m going to wash up and sleep, so Hinami, if you’re tired too, go into that room and sleep. You have a schedule tomorrow too, so don’t stay up too late.”

    “Alright, alright. I’ll sleep on my own without you nagging.”

    Casually tossing off her clothes and heading straight for the bathroom, I follow Jia with my eyes, then suddenly get a good idea and take out my phone to snap a selfie.

    Adding a caption about how appropriately tired and sleepy to death I am, I upload it to Insta.

    As soon as I post it, comments and likes pour in like falling beans, and when I just stare at it, I sometimes lose my sense of reality.

    I realized this after doing a concert last time; numbers like tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are absolutely impossible to count with your eyes.

    So many people, packed together like bean sprouts, so densely that they can’t even be grasped at a glance, reacting like this to just my short post.

    …It’s truly fascinating and thrilling.

    Being an idol is a damn annoying and irritating job, but,

    This one thing feels good.

    “Haa…”

    But for every good thing, there are hundreds of bad things.

    Seeing the guys sending such bizarre sexual harassment via DM makes me lose faith in the world.

    The idiots who openly say they want to have sex or touch my breasts can just be sued, and that’s the end of it.

    The ones who speak indirectly, just ambiguously enough to make suing difficult, are the most annoying.

    Even if I block them, they keep changing their IDs and come back.

    What kind of bastards are they, really.

    …Of course, I sometimes use them.

    To those fucking assholes…

    …while sending them a ‘fuck you’.

    …I imagine making a face that an idol shouldn’t make at a man who’s incredibly muscular and over 190cm tall.

    It feels surprisingly good to masturbate with them as my audience.

    The stress I got from them gets completely released.

    “Hinami.”

    “Ah, Jia, are you done washing up?”

    Lost in another un-idol-like fantasy, time flew by in a flash.

    Jia, deliberately wearing only a bra and underwear, shakes her head vigorously (팡팡) and points towards the bathroom at me.

    “Yep. Wash up if you want. Your clothes are in the suitcase anyway.”

    “Okay.”

    “Then I’m going in to sleep, so turn off the lights. Go sleep in the room next door. There’s a bed there too.”

    “Roger~”

    I think, ‘Since we saw all sorts of things we shouldn’t have seen while living in the dorms anyway, why bother hiding?’, but still.

    If I had a body like that, I’d probably instinctively hide it, so I kind of understand.

    Honestly speaking,

    …there are just so many perverts who meticulously search through photos and lick them up.

    Especially hips, for example.

    Breasts, for example.

    Thighs, for example.

    Jia even gets hit on by actual women sometimes.

    Scary stuff.

    “Haa…”

    Entering the steam-filled bathroom, I toss off my clothes and let the water hit me.

    …Jia’s body wash even smells lewd.

    I should buy one of these too.

    It’s so much fun to kick those ikemen-looking male idols when they try to hit on me.

    Fools.

    Guys prettier than our group’s eldest unnie are trying to hit on me?

    Without any intention of quitting being an idol to date me.

    Parasitic pretty boys, absolute wimps.

    Kick kick.

    “…Lewd, so lewd.”

    While applying the baby powder-scented body wash, I recall memories from when we lived in the dorms.

    …Jia was really, really, really lewd back then too.

    There were more than just one or two people hitting on her.

    Of course, if I were a lesbian, I probably would have seriously tried to pounce on her.

    Seeing her abs, I’d probably get kicked hard with her legs and be sent flying, though.

    Sometimes when I browse the internet, I feel like I understand why ‘Today’s Seo Jia Legend.gif’ pops up whenever I’m bored.

    The view count is suspiciously high compared to the comments.

    …Of course, ‘Today’s Hinami Legend.gif’ also has disgustingly high view counts.

    “Hoo…”

    Why on earth do people pant over these skinny thighs every single day?

    No, I get the breasts. The breasts.

    I have enough to make use of them myself, after all.

    It’s a bit much, but I understand the hips and butt too.

    My waist is so thin, they look relatively wide, right?

    But the bastards who get horny looking at these delicate thighs and arms…

    …I genuinely suspect their sexual preferences, it gives me chills.

    Anyway, most of my fans have been fans since I was a minor.

    Is it really okay to be panting over the arms and thin thighs of a high school girl?

    Huh?

    “…Yeah…”

    …Yeah. It is.

    The disgusting part is disgusting,

    But people getting horny over me is unavoidable, right?

    My skin is also super, super pale.

    The baby fat is gone from my face, now it’s the face of a fully mature woman.

    My breasts are also quite large considering you can see my ribs?

    They’re bigger than the tall, good-at-dancing eldest unnie, even if they’re a bit ugly.

    They bounce quite a bit when I dance.

    …Still, the ones who pretend not to notice, gritting their teeth, are kinda disgusting.

    “……Ngh…”

    And my voice is crazy too.

    There have even been articles calling it a ‘heart-melting voice for men’.

    Well, I originally aimed to be a voice actor.

    I make it sound like that on purpose, you know?

    Singing…

    The machines do about half the work, so there’s no problem.

    “Hoo…, Puhuhu…”

    While thoroughly washing the dirty parts with foam, I chuckle softly.

    Ah, this is really funny, so funny.

    It’s hilarious that I’m here sleeping over at a coworker’s house, making lewd noises.

    …My fans, who worship me like a goddess and tremble saying ‘Hinami is an angel….’ are too funny.

    Ah, what do you think those idiots would think if they saw me masturbating?

    Would they get super excited like when they look at pictures of my panties and masturbate?

    Or would they deny reality, saying ‘that can’t be true’, and tremble?

    …Then what if I had sex with a really hot guy with a huge dick, like the ones in AVs?

    Would they still be able to deny it?

    Those idiots?

    “Haha…, Haa…, Hehe…”

    Beaming.

    The smiling expression I only wear at fan signing events.

    I put on that face inside the empty shower stall, pressing down hard on my clit so no moans escape.

    Ahaha….

    Those clueless idiots are probably anxiously wondering which parasitic pretty boy will touch this small, cute clit-chan.

    Or maybe the idiots who have more sense but just pretend to be cool will try to ignore it, thinking ‘idols are human too, they must have had sex anyway’.

    Ah, what a shame.

    The clueless idiots actually got the answer more right.

    Of course…

    The problem is finding a decent master,

    I don’t exactly intend to protect it with my life, you know?

    “Ngh…! …Haa… I made too much noise…”

    Even though Jia is sleeping in the next room down the hall, making nasal sounds in someone else’s house was dangerous.

    Putting aside the thrilling sense of taboo that felt like my brain was burning, I regulate my pace.

    Hehehe….

    Maybe it’s because I’ve been masturbating in cosplay for a while, but masturbating completely naked after a long time feels fresh.

    Then again, I’ve been jerking off too intensely lately.

    It was really intense last time when I wore the school uniform I used to wear in Japan.

    Like that photo Jia posted on her Instagram after filming an MV, with a cardigan tied around her waist.

    The bitchy girls who dressed like that in middle school used to bully me relentlessly.

    Hanging out with weird-looking guys who had buck teeth and pimples popping out all over.

    They were such idiots.

    They throw away the most important value as a woman for those small, shabby guys.

    I bought a dildo too, but I only suck on it, I never actually use it.

    Because…

    …I’m an idol?

    “Hehe, …Ngh, Hoo…”

    Even that angel-like idol, when locked alone in her room, can close the soundproof booth door and moan wildly.

    Stroking clit-chan with a W*nizer made my back float up and my neck hurt.

    Ah, that was really dangerous back then.

    If some perverted bastard had snuck in while I was half-conscious and passed out, I might have been raped, you know?

    Of course…

    If they were ugly and had small dicks, I would have forced myself awake and kicked them away.

    Kick kick.

    “Assholes, really, Ahaha…”

    Thinking about it that way, I guess maybe my dad was dumped for that reason too.

    Honestly, as his daughter, I know my dad is a very kind person, but.

    Objectively speaking, Dad is really ugly and short, isn’t he?

    A woman with a bad personality like my mom would naturally prefer a foreigner whose name she doesn’t even know over Dad.

    Thanks to that, I was born with skin this white, legs much longer than my upper body,

    And a beautiful appearance that shines even without makeup.

    And although that got discovered somehow, leading to my home being wrecked and me being bullied?

    If I had been born living happily with Dad, I would have been an ordinary Japanese person with buck teeth and standing at around 140cm, just like Mom.

    If I just accept those minor troubles, this overwhelming appearance has diligently filled my bank account, so should I be grateful for the affair?

    …No, honestly, I’m not grateful.

    If she was going to do that, she should have just married a tall man from the start, that stupid bitch.

    “Ahaha…, Really… This won’t do.”

    Feeling the traces of my mother ingrained in my genes, I keep thinking about my fans who adore me like crazy.

    …Ah, there are really a lot of people who look exactly like Dad.

    Of course, Dad’s love is agape, but theirs is eros, so it’s completely different.

    I think I finally understand why I can’t grow attached to my fans at all.

    If people who look exactly like Dad look at me with sexual desire,

    It’s disgusting, right?

    Nope, nope. It won’t work.

    Anyway, even if I meet a nice guy, it’s obvious I’ll cheat.

    The man who suits this small, cute, and morally corrupt Hinami is…

    Super tall,

    Likewise has a terrible personality,

    …Has a huge dick,

    Able to impregnate a daughter who’s taller and better built than me,

    That kind of man.

    “…Haa, ngh…! …Haaa…. Haa…. Haha…”

    Unfortunately…

    Among all the fans I’ve met,

    There wasn’t anyone like that.

    …I’m sorry.

    Puhuhu….


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