episode_0008

#08

“Yes, Director. Yes… They said to meet at the parking lot. No… You came out a bit early… They said by 7:30. Yes. Yes… I’ll see you shortly.”

After ending Harin’s call, I quietly opened the door.

[1107]

I passed by and headed for the elevator, but then stopped in my tracks.

[1106]

Harin was still inside.

Harin, who stayed up all night having sex with Park Dong-cheol and lost her virginity, was still there.

A faint sound leaked from inside.

_Wheee—_.

The noise of a hair dryer.

It was proof—proof that she had spent the night in that room.

It had to be Harin.

Park Dong-cheol probably didn’t even shower.

Harin, washing up naked and drying her hair in front of a man.

The thought alone made my stomach churn, but at the same time, my cock stiffened again.

Still, there was no way to relieve this desire.

_Gulp._

I swallowed hard and pressed the elevator button.

Harin would assume I had come from somewhere else.

There were a few things I needed to prepare first.

*

I changed into spare clothes I left in the car and bought some quick snacks from the convenience store.

Then, I sat blankly in the driver’s seat, waiting for Harin.

Right as the clock struck exactly 7:30, Harin called again.

“Ah, Director… Where are you?”

“The underground parking lot. Waiting.”

“Then… Could you come this way? P.D. wants to see you… Near the parking exit. Red car.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, I walked to where Harin had indicated, holding a plastic bag.

A glaringly red foreign car was idling there.

A… Cheetah. A ’22 model?

A car I could never afford, even if I saved every penny I made in six years.

Next to the car stood a man and woman, standing like lovers.

Park Dong-cheol and Harin.

Park Dong-cheol waved at me.

“Hey! Manager Jeon! Feels like forever since I last saw you.”

“Yes, P.D… Ah.”

Casually, as if it were the most natural thing, Park Dong-cheol wrapped an arm around Harin’s waist, his hand kneading her ass over her jeans.

“……”

Harin just stood there quietly, clutching the convenience store bag from yesterday in both hands.

She didn’t shake off the hand groping her ass.

Her face was hidden under a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, but I could imagine the expression she was making.

“Rest well? Good morning.”

“Yes, P.D… Did you have a good night?”

“Of course. A really good one. Right?”

_Tap tap._

He smacked her ass lightly, and Harin murmured softly.

“…Yes.”

Park Dong-cheol stroked Harin’s hair and whispered in her ear.

“What part did you like best? Say it.”

“H-Here…?”

“Yeah.”

“I… I liked it… when P.D… when you…”

“When I what?”

“Wh-When we… had s-sex…”

Ah, damn it. Now she’s admitting it outright…

I clenched my fists, but there was nothing I could do.

Harin couldn’t even lift her head.

And I didn’t have the confidence to look her in the eye either.

“Oh, right. The promised thing. That’s why I called you here, Manager Jeon.”

“Huh?”

“Next week’s Music Center recording. will be performing, right? They’ll sing the title track from their new album?”

“Ah, yes. That’s correct.”

“I’m a man of my word. Our Harin here… No need to worry.”

…*Our* Harin?

But Harin just bowed her head to him.

“…Thank you so much, P.D.”

“Nah~. You did well, kid. Just keep it up like last night, yeah? Man, you’re killing me. Hey, Manager Jeon, how could you keep a gem like this hidden?”

He kept kneading her ass, bragging as if she were his possession.

“……”

“Anyway, see you at the studio next week. Gotta work then. How many members are in again?”

Why’s he asking that now?

Something feels off.

“Four.”

“Four? Really? Hmm… Got it. Wait, do they know about this?”

Shit. No way.

Before I could answer, Harin spoke first.

“…J-Just me. The others… don’t know.”

“Oh…? Huh. No underaged ones, right?”

He meant minors.

The reason he asked was obvious.

“…No. They’re all… adults.”

“Heh. Perfect timing. People get in big trouble for messing with minors these days. I’ve got standards, y’know?”

“…….”

“….”

Park Dong-cheol spewed nonsense, but neither of us could say a word back.

All I could do was pray he wouldn’t lay a hand on the other members.

Harin must’ve been thinking the same.

“…P.D., I’ll… work even harder…”

“Huh? Well, duh. Just keep doing what you did last night. Man, I can’t even describe it to Manager Jeon here.”

“Nngh…”

“Oh, I can just *show* him, huh?”

At his words, Harin nodded as if she understood.

Show him what?

Harin carefully held out the plastic convenience store bag to me.

I had a bag too—breakfast for Harin and me. Bread, yogurt, even the strawberry milk she loved.

The bag Harin was holding… It must’ve been the snacks she bought yesterday. Leftovers?

“Giving this to me?”

“……L-Look… at it…”

Her voice was uncharacteristically small.

*Look* at it? Not give it?

Something felt off.

I cautiously took the bag from her.

When I opened it, the first thing I saw was white.

A crumpled piece of fabric.

“What’s this…? Ah.”

The faint lace trim.

The slightly yellowed stain.

I knew what it was.

These were panties.

The ones Harin wore yesterday…

She’s giving me these…?

Wait.

Harin never packed spare underwear.

Which meant… under those jeans right now…

My eyes instinctively dropped to Harin’s hips. Park Dong-cheol was still kneading her ass.

Bare underneath…

“So? Manager Jeon. Like the gift?”

“…….”

I didn’t know how to respond.

“Heh. Our Harin here wanted to show off to you, so she brought it.”

“…Huh?”

Harin did?

I looked at her, but she neither confirmed nor denied it.

If it were a lie, she’d have protested immediately. But she stayed silent.

“Go on, tell him. What happened last night… Let him hear it from you.”

“…Ah.”

Harin stepped toward me.

The scent of hotel body wash drifted off her.

Her chest looked even bigger than yesterday.

Her ass, noticeably fuller.

And beneath it—nothing.

Harin lowered her mask slightly, revealing her small lips.

The same lips that kissed Park Dong-cheol last night, that wrapped around his cock.

“…Manager.”

She called me.

“…Harin.”

“Last night… After you left… P.D. and I went into the room. We… kissed… took off our clothes… and I… put P.D.’s… cock in my mouth…”

“…….”

Harin kept her head down as she continued.

“I licked it… and swallowed his… cum. P.D. also… sucked my breasts… and my… p-p-p…”

“Pussy. Say it right, Harin. Heh…”

Park Dong-cheol grinned behind her, flashing his teeth.

“…Pussy too…”

Ah.

I don’t know why Harin is suddenly telling me this.

I don’t want to hear it from her mouth.

I want to cover her lips, shut her up.

But.

My hands wouldn’t move.

The only thing moving was the cock in my pants.

“Then… P.D. put his… inside me… and took my… virginity…”

Images of Harin from last night flashed through my mind.

The moans, the gasps—I remembered them all.

“After… he came once… I kissed him… and he got hard again… so we… did it again…”

I already knew.

_—Ngh, ah! It’s… it’s getting big again… Nngh…! P.P.D., just… just a little break… Hah! Ah! Ngh! Aah…!_

“…….”

“Then… I turned around… bent over… P.D. spread my… cheeks… licked my… pussy and… asshole… and then… again…”

I’d heard everything.

_—Like… this? Nngh…! Hah! P-P.D., if you grab my hips… Ah! Ngh! Aah! Spanking my ass… hurts…!_

How she had been taken.

“After that… we kissed… touched… and when P.D. got hard again… we did it… all night.”

The moans she made.

The words she whimpered.

_—P-P.D… S-Slow… Nngh…! Y-Yes… Harin feels good…! Ngh…! Being filled by you… feels so good… Aah!_

Harin’s words blended with the moans echoing in my memory.

My cock had never been this hard in my life.

Yet, it didn’t show through my pants.

“So… this is… proof. Proof of what P.D. and I… did last night.”

Proof…?

I looked back into the bag.

This time, I noticed something else.

Mixed with Harin’s panties was something translucent.

I knew what it was.

0.01mm ultra-thin strawberry-flavored condoms.

Four of them.

“She did so well, I thought my back would break. First time in ages I came that hard. Thanks, Manager Jeon.”

“…….”

I just stared silently into the bag.

The condoms had leaked, soaking Harin’s panties with cum.

The stench of semen drowned out even Harin’s scent beside me.

“…Ugh!”

My body trembled.

Harin’s words, the evidence in my hands—

I was shaking with rage, on the verge of tears.

Yet my cock ached unbearably.

Anger and arousal twisted together, drowning me in an indescribable feeling.

“Manager Jeon.”

“…Yes.”

I looked at Park Dong-cheol. His eyes gleamed with the same perverse look he’d given Harin the first time.

“Seems like you… don’t like the gift…?”

Ah, you fucking bastard.

Park Dong-cheol’s used condoms, Harin’s cum-stained panties—

Holding them, there was only one thing I could say.

“Not at all, P.D.”

I bowed politely to Park Dong-cheol.

“Thank you… for this precious gift.”

*Thank you for fucking Harin.*

That was all I could say.

It was all I *could* do.