episode_0035

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35

I had a dream.

I remember sharing that dream with Harin once before.

“Manager… what’s your dream?”

“Dream? You mean my dream?”

“Yes.”

It was a conversation we had late at night after practice, while driving Harin back to the dorm.

“First, I want to become an idol who leaves a lasting impression on people.”

“An idol who leaves a lasting impression?”

“Of course, winning first place, receiving awards, and being popular are all great. But beyond that, I want to be an idol who lingers in people’s memories for a long time. That’s the kind of idol I want to be.”

“…That’s similar to mine.”

“Yours too, Manager?”

“Of course, seeing you all win awards is one of my goals too… But beyond that, when people hear ‘SEPIA,’ I want them to immediately think, ‘Ah, that idol?’ I want you to be idols whose image sticks. There are plenty of idols who shine briefly and disappear. And even more who can’t even achieve that.”

“…That’s true.”

“That’s why I insisted on keeping the concept for this album. Honestly… from a profit standpoint, changing the concept would’ve been better.”

“To a sexy concept? I heard about that. They mentioned it in the meeting.”

“…What do you think?”

“I’ll do it if I’m told to. But…… I’m not sure if the fans who love SEPIA’s innocent concept now will accept it.”

“Right.”

“So when you said we’d stick to the concept for the fourth album, honestly, I was happy. That’s why I worked so hard on the lyrics too.”

“The lyrics were well-received. Even those who argued for a concept change in the meeting changed their minds after hearing the sample.”

“Thank goodness.”

“Some people were curious about the title, ‘White Gift.’”

“…I, I can’t tell you that. It’s the songwriter’s hidden intention. You promised not to ask again.”

“Alright, alright. Lyricist-nim. Understood.”

“……Haah. I hope the album… does well.”

“……It has to.”

At that time, we reaffirmed it.

That we shared the same dream.

Over months of recording, practicing, dancing, filming, and preparing, we poured our dreams into this album.

But.

The song we prepared so diligently is now—

“Kyaah! I-It hurts when you hit me…♡”

“You’re waving that big thing in front of my face and asking me not to hit it?”

*Smack! Smack smack!*

“H-Hitting me to the beat is a bit much…♡”

“Why? Didn’t I play the song so you could match it? Perfect background music. Like this! This!”

*Smack! Smack!*

“Nnngh♡! Ah… Haaah♡!”

The sound of Harin’s butt being spanked to the rhythm of the song continued.

The voice of SEPIA in the song… was drowned out by Harin’s moans, no longer audible.

“PD-nim…♡ You’ll give me…♡ a gift, right? A white gift…♡ for Harin…♡”

“Keh heh heh…. How can I refuse when you beg like this, wagging your ass?”

“Haaah! Nngh…♡. P-Please…♡ touch me gently…♡”

“Keh heh heh…. Where do you want me to touch? Here? Or here?”

“Nnngh♡ There…♡ Y-Yes…♡ There feels good♡ There♡”

“Your hole’s twitching so wildly, it’s practically begging to be filled.”

“I-It feels good…♡ Feels so good…♡ Hehe…♡”

“You like this? You like this?”

“Nnngh…♡!? That’s a bit… dirty……♡”

“Keh heh… We’ll see how dirty it is when I smell it.”

Huh…?

Harin’s voice was tinted with panic too.

“……Huh? W-Wait! M-My smell…! My smell is…….”

“Huh? Why’re you acting like this all of a sudden?”

“S-Sorry. I’m sorry…! The smell… It’s not something you should… So……. I’m sorry. I couldn’t wash since early this morning. I sweated a lot during the performance…….”

“That’s the smell I like. Keh heh…. You still don’t get it, do you?”

“…Huh? Nnngh♡!?”

*Sniiiiff.*

*Sniff. Sniff. Sniiiiff.*

The sound of inhaling continued.

“It’s… really dirty……. P…PD-nim.”

“*Sniff.* Hah. *Sniiiiff….*”

“P-PD-nim…? Please don’t… sniff my butt…… Nngh!”

“*Sniiiiff.* Hah. *Sniff.* Hah…… This is driving me crazy.”

“…Y-Yes…?”

“*Sniiiiff.* *Hnnngh.* It’s filthy. Absolutely filthy.”

“Nnngh… P-Please… don’t say it…. It’s… The smell there is….”

“Smells like pure bitch. Keh heh…. Sweat and all sorts of scents mixed together—fuck!”

“Please……. Please…. PD-nim.”

“What? Why? No one’s listening.”

“Th-That’s…… But… I’m embarrassed….”

“Didn’t you agree to bare everything? Even the embarrassing parts? You still hiding things from me?”

“…I-I mean…….”

“Hah… *Sniff.* Guess you still need more training?”

“N-No! That’s not it…. I-I’m sorry. I wasn’t mentally prepared yet. I’m sorry….”

“Last chance. When you’re with me—got it?—you let go. Do I have to spell it out?”

“No. I’ll remember. I’ll let go of everything. Everything… and offer myself to you, PD-nim.”

“Keh heh…. Then show me.”

*Creak.*

A chair shifted slightly.

I couldn’t tell the exact position, but…

Harin was revealing her most shameful part to Park Dong-chul without a shred of concealment.

“Sniff Harin’s here…♡ Smell it…♡”

“Where’s ‘here’? Be clearer.”

“…H-Harin’s…… a-asshole…. Smell…♡ It’s dirty and embarrassing from sweat…♡ But I’ll spread it wide for you, PD-nim…. Smell it…♡”

“Bury my nose in it?”

“…Nngh. Yes. Yes…! P-Put your nose♡ between Harin’s cheeks……♡ Nnnngh♡♡!?”

“*Sniiiiff!* *Sniff!* *Hnng!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* Hah… *Sniff!*”

“Nnngh…♡! Nnngh…♡”

Harin had bared even the parts she’d hesitate to show to her most cherished person.

I tried to recall the scent of Harin from my memory.

What scent did Harin have?

Even after six years by her side, I couldn’t recall her scent at all.

“*Sniiiiff!* *Sniff!* Hah, damn…. Could I die like this, nose-deep? Would that be alright? Harin? Huh?”

“Nnngh♡! N-No dying…♡!”

“*Sniff sniff!* *Sniff sniff!* *Hahhh…. * Smells like pure temptation. 8/10. 8. I don’t give high scores often.”

“Th…Thank you. Ah… Haha. Harin’s ass scent…♡ got an 8…♡”

“Hey. If you let fans smell this, they’d get high as hell. Why don’t you? Huh?”

“Th-That’s…… a bit….”

“What’s SEPIA’s fandom called again? Ah, forget it. Doesn’t matter. Point is, those losers don’t know shit, do they? The freaks jacking off to fancams—keh heh—they’ll never get to smell this.”

“Y-Yes…….”

Harin’s voice grew quieter.

“…I-It’s reserved… only for you, PD-nim….”

“Keh heh heh heh! Smooth talker. Then….”

*Craaack.*

The chair creaked loudly.

Had Park Dong-chul stood up?

“Damn, I’m hard as fuck now. Your ass smell did it. Look.”

“……Ah♡ Yes……♡”

“…What should I do about this?”

“Of course….”

“Of course?”

“Harin has to use her whole body…♡ to make you feel good……♡”

“Good. Hey. I’m just gonna stay still now. Show me what you got.”

“…Ah, understood. PD-nim…. Then…♡”

*Clink.*

*Whish. Sliiide.*

Undoing the belt, pulling down the pants. Even stripping the underwear…

“…Hah!”

“Keh heh… How is it? Compared to last time.”

“…B-Bigger than last time…♡ Thicker…♡ and more imposing…♡”

“You’ve smelled it bef—ah, no. You did once before, right?”

“Y-Yes….”

“Still, take another whiff.”

“Nnngh……♡ Okay. *Sniiiiff….* *Sniff sniff♡* *Sniff sniff♡*”

“How’s mine? Ah, I haven’t showered since yesterday. Been prepping for your broadcast.”

“…Phaah…♡ Hah. S-So strong…♡ The scent of…♡ a real man….”

“Reeks like cock, right?”

“N-No… I-It’s masculine…♡ Wild and primal…♡ I love it♡”

“That’s what ‘reeks like cock’ means. Keh heh…. Whatever. You’ll be sucking and licking it soon anyway.”

“Haa…♡ Yes…♡ The smell’s amazing…♡ I might get addicted…♡”

“Alright. Then…. …Hey. Get under here.”

“Huh?”

“Under here. Beneath this.”

…Where’s he talking about?

I couldn’t tell at all.

“In here? B-Bend down and crawl in?”

“Yeah. Once you’re in, look this way.”

*Creak.*

*Creak. Creak.*

The sound of the chair being dragged.

“Ah… Perfect. How’s the view from there?”

“…D-Dark, can’t see well….”

“Can’t see?”

Harin’s voice sounded strange—echoey, like she was inside a cave.

“P-PD-nim’s cock…♡ I can see it…♡”

“Keh heh… You know what to do?”

“…Yes.”

I could guess what was about to happen.

Under the desk, Harin was about to…

“Nnngh…. Nnngh. Nnngh…!”

Harin had taken it into her mouth.

“Nnngh…. Hah… Nnnnyeeee…♡ Lel-lel-lel-lel…♡”

“Tch. Not bad…?”

“Tha…Thank yuuuu…♡ Nnngh♡ Nnnn♡ Nnngh♡ Nnngh…♡!”

“While you’re at it, I’ll…”

While what?

What’s that bastard Park Dong-chul planning now…?

Then.

*Bzzz. Bzzz.*

A vibration started.

…No way. Did Park give Harin a vibe or—

No.

The earpiece didn’t pick up any vibrations.

The buzzing was coming from my body.

……My phone in my pocket was ringing.

Carefully, I pulled it out to check.

[Incoming Call – Park Dong-chul, Music Center PD]