episode_0036
by admin
#36
What is this…
[Incoming Call – Park Dongcheol, Music Center PD]
Riiing. Riiing.
The phone kept ringing endlessly.
Fuck.
I quickly got up and moved far from the PD’s office.
Even though the door was some distance away from the PD’s office… the vibration or the call sound could still be heard.
After putting enough distance, I checked my phone again.
[Incoming Call]
Riiing.
There was no sign of stopping.
“What is this guy doing…? Not answering. Don’t tell me he’s already asleep?”
“Mmhh…♡ Mhhn…♡ Ngh…♡”
Since the earpiece was still connected, his voice came through faintly.
And Harin’s sucking sounds… could be heard, too.
Why me? All of a sudden?
Does he know I was by the door?
…No, he probably didn’t.
At this point, answering wouldn’t be worse than ignoring it.
It might actually be about work.
I lowered the earpiece’s volume.
“Huu…”
Taking a deep breath, I pressed the call button.
“Yes. PD-nim…”
“Yeah, Manager Jeon. Pick up faster next time.”
“My apologies. I was driving.”
A plausible lie.
“Did you leave the broadcasting station?”
“I dropped off the other members at the dorm and am now heading back to the station. Almost arriving.”
“Ah, is that so?”
“And Harin… when should I come pick her up?”
“Khh— Nnngh. Ugh… Come now.”
“…Pardon?”
“Come now. To my office. Khhk— Hurry up!”
*Click*.
The call ended there.
During that short exchange, Park Dongcheol’s disgusting moans had been audible.
I turned the earpiece volume back up.
“Hi, Hidi-nim… Schlrp♡ Schlrrp♡ I-Is Manager-nim… coming?”
“Keukeu… He’ll be here soon.”
“T-Then…!”
“If you make me cum before he arrives, I’ll let you meet like nothing happened. Kheuk…. But if you can’t…”
“……”
“Keukeu. You know damn well what I mean, don’t you?”
“…Yes. ……I’ll do my best, PD-nim.”
*Schlluuup♡* *Schulp♡* *Schuurp♡* *Schluuuurp♡♡*
The sounds of Harin sucking grew more intense.
Harder. Faster. Putting in more effort—so much that I could feel it even through the earpiece.
Trying desperately to make him cum… before I arrived.
“Kheuk. That’s it… Take it all the way down.”
“Hi—Hidi-ni…♡ *MHNGH♡!?* *NGGHH♡!* *NHHHH♡!*”
Fuck.
Harin choked, gasping in pain.
Forced to deepthroat…….
Trying anything to finish him off.
Before I arrived…….
What should I do?
If I go late—Harin’s suffering will only prolong.
If I go early—I can’t even begin to guess what might happen.
There was no way to tell which was the right choice.
But.
“NGGHH♡!? *HHNGH♡!* *HHHHH…!* *GAGHK!* *COUGH! COUGH!*”
“Don’t you dare vomit here.”
“Ye…Yes…! ……*HHHHHNNN♡♡!?*”
I couldn’t stand hearing Harin’s painful gasps any longer.
I’d stalled enough.
*Thud thud thud thud.*
Making deliberate footsteps, I rushed to the PD’s office.
*Knock knock knock.*
“…PD-nim. It’s Jeon Hogu, the manager in charge of .”
“…Kheuk. C-Come in.”
Still sucking.
If I open this door, Harin will be—
Even though I knew, I couldn’t stop now.
*Creeeak.*
I entered and closed the door behind me.
At the far end of the room, Park Dongcheol sat behind his desk, staring at me.
Harin was nowhere in sight.
*Bow.*
Silently bowing at a 90-degree angle, I walked toward the desk.
On its surface lay Harin’s pink panties.
“Sit.”
“Ah, yes.”
I carefully took a seat on the sofa placed across from his desk.
Though I kept searching for Harin, I didn’t have to look far once I got closer.
*Slurp. Suck.*
*Squelch squelch♡ Gulp gulp♡*
….It was unmistakable.
No one sitting here could possibly miss it.
*Schuuuurp♡ Schlrp♡ Sschhlrrp♡ Schu-lurrr…♡*
In the quiet room, the sounds of saliva and sucking echoed loudly.
The background music that had barely masked the noise earlier was long gone—Park Dongcheol must’ve turned it off.
Now, the only soundtrack to this room was the sound of a cock being sucked.
“Kheuk… Ah. Manager Jeon. You’re early.”
“……Yes.”
Park Dongcheol openly twisted his face in pleasure without restraint.
His sporadic moans showed no effort to hide his enjoyment whatsoever.
He was relishing this. This bastard.
He was getting off on the situation itself.
My eyes drifted downward beneath his desk.
Through a slight gap, I could see discarded shoes and socks.
I didn’t need to recall whose they were—I already knew.
…I never thought I’d see this.
Harin in this state…….
“I, uh… *khh* Wanted to discuss… ngh… something with you….”
“……Yes.”
*Schlurrrrt♡ Schluuup♡ Schlrp♡*
One of Park Dongcheol’s hands was under the desk.
Probably forcing Harin’s head deeper.
“About … Ungh. Despite the mishap today… *khuu* The response wasn’t bad. Fancam views were… nngh… higher than …”
“Is that so?”
“‘Is that so’? This guy. You should be keeping track of your group’s reception firsthand. Kht.”
Normally, I should’ve been doing exactly that—except I was too busy jerking off in the hallway just minutes ago.
“My apologies. I was driving…”
“No need to apologize. *Khhh* …Hah… Anyway. *pant* Some sponsors I know… have been inquiring.”
“Sponsors?”
My vision blurred.
I knew exactly what that word implied.
Too well, in fact.
“Well, considering your experience… *nhhh* You should know how this works. Right?”
“……Yes.”
“The connections I have… *kheuk* are extensive. Many of them are already clamoring for introductions after watching today’s broadcast. *pant* More than a few, too.”
“……”
“……What do you think, Manager Jeon?”
“That’s……”
“Why hesitate? *khhh* Eh? You gotta jump on opportunities like these immediately.”
Words wouldn’t come out easily.
Beyond just weighing the pros and cons—pure dread took hold first.
…It’s happening.
“These guys… *khuuu* Ah—right there. Yeah. They’re picky as hell. Most girls they reject outright. *kht* Got it?”
“……”
“But stood out today, so they’re biting. Without that? No offers at all.”
“……”
“They’re reliable… *khek* People. And well-funded. The group, the members’ bonuses—even your personal cut. All covered generously. Not bad, huh? I know those kids are struggling for cash.”
“……”
“So? Up for it? *Nhhh…*”
*Schlluuup♡ Schlup-schlup-schlup-schlup-schlup♡♡*
The relentless sounds of Harin sucking filled my mind as I hesitated.
…Of course.
Of course, I should refuse.
This has nothing to do with the company.
No benefit to ’s success. No financial gain for the agency.
Pure cash transactions.
Undisclosed private sponsors.
In short—selling ’s bodies for money.
Turning them…… into prostitutes.
“Privacy’s guaranteed. Scandals like this never hit the news. No evidence. Just rumors. Same as always. gets paid. What’s a couple miserable nights? Enjoy it instead. Then shut up and keep performing afterward. Perfect, right? Money for whatever they want.”
“……That………”
“They’ll love it once they see the numbers. The pay scales are insane.”
“……What?”
“One-night stands start at **10 million won minimum**. Keukeu… Absurd money. You know it.”
Ten million…….
A whole year’s savings from backbreaking work for me.
Imagine for members still drowning in debt.
“Bonuses vary depending on conditions or the client… With ’s current hype? Two nights would get each girl a **mid-range car**. You’d pocket several months’ salary as commission.”
Even knowing exactly what this entailed—
The money was too staggering to ignore.
What should I do?
Would the girls even accept?
What would they say… if I refused?
No clarity.
hasn’t earned profit shares yet.
The company’s investment in the group still outweighed four comebacks’ earnings.
These girls sacrificed their teens and early twenties—yet earned nothing.
And for them… ten million plus—
So I couldn’t answer recklessly.
If I refused, they might curse me for denying them this.
“……PD-nim.”
What should I do?
What should I say?
With no clear decision, I opened my mouth.
“The sponsors you mentioned……”
One thing was certain.
*Schluuuut♡ Schleuuup♡ Schlurrrrt♡♡*
Harin, under this desk, was hearing everything.
“ will……….”
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