episode_0102

#102

Eunchae began whispering again, confessing about what had happened yesterday.

She had secretly met with executives from “Venus,” the company behind the advertisement. In her desperation, she had proceeded with the contract on her own. And so… Today, during the music broadcast, they had to fulfill the terms of the contract immediately.

The contract stipulation was the same as last time—wearing the company’s lingerie on stage and exposing it.

“……That’s what happened. I’m sorry for not telling you beforehand, Manager-nim.” “…….”

Eunchae bowed her head in apology.

“Haah……”

I wanted to scold her, but… There was no point in getting angry at a kid who was already apologizing so respectfully.

Besides, Eunchae had done it to secure work for . And originally, it was something I had pushed her to do in the first place. At the end of the day, I had no right to complain.

Still, my head was pounding. I massaged my temples and asked her:

“Huu… Do the others know about this?”

“Yes. I told the members before you arrived, Manager-nim.”

“……What did they say?”

“At first, they were all taken aback… But after hearing me out… They all agreed to do it.”

“…They agreed? Really?”

“Yes. It’s something we’ve already done once last week… And they all knew refusing wasn’t really an option……”

Figures.

The kids understood the situation too. None of them were foolish enough to back out at this point.

“……I’m sorry. I should have told you earlier.”

“No… It’s fine. You did well.”

I gently patted Eunchae’s head as she bowed again.

If I had been in her shoes, could I have refused? …Probably not.

So this wasn’t just Eunchae’s fault.

After all, once today’s broadcast was over… I’d be in the same position—having to ask the girls to endure something unbearable.

Still, there was one thing nagging at me.

“…But the music show PD is going to throw a fit again.”

PD Park Dong-cheol.

Last time, he had already flown into a rage. It was only because Harin stepped forward personally that we managed to calm him down.

And for that, Harin had to…

“Ugh…!”

Just thinking about it made my pants hurt.

“Actually… That’s why I’m telling you now, Manager-nim.”

“…?”

“Manager-nim. Like Harin unnie did before… This time, can I… ‘persuade’ the music show PD?”

“……What?”

The implication of those words. Both Eunchae and I knew exactly what they meant.

“Since this is my fault, I want to take responsibility and see it through to the end.”

Clenching her fists, Eunchae looked at me with resolve in her eyes.

“Before the broadcast… I’ll go greet the PD-nim properly.”

“……….”

I couldn’t possibly refuse.

Eunchae had already steeled herself. And given the PD’s temperament, this was unavoidable anyway.

So now, not just Harin, but Eunchae too would…

…Wait.

Harin was already supposed to “greet” him today.

Which meant…

“Eunchae-yah, then……”

Carefully, I opened my mouth to speak.

*

“Wow… Jeon Siljang. This is even better than I expected. Huh?”

Inside the PD’s office, Park Dong-cheol sat with his legs crossed, grinning as he eyed the three of us.

His gaze lingered on the two female idols standing on either side of me.

Today, both girls were dressed up for the broadcast.

Harin.

And… Eunchae.

“…So, we wanted to apologize once more, PD-nim.”

“Ah~. I already heard the details earlier. I get it, ’s circumstances and all. Right? I wouldn’t make a fuss. If you’d told me from the start, Jeon Siljang wouldn’t have had to worry so much.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“Last week, you pulled that stunt without warning, so it was a bit of a hassle… But since we’re running a five-minute delay, it’s manageable—the cameras can angle it like nothing’s exposed. We somehow got through it last week too. I just had to push the cameramen a bit harder.”

“……We sincerely apologize for the trouble.”

“Nah~ nah. Water under the bridge. Huhu… Our Harin here made sure I forgot all about it. Right?”

His hand slid forward.

Dragging his chair closer to us, he casually tapped Harin’s butt a few times.

“Hng…!”

“She sure worked hard last time too. Didn’t she? Huhuhu……”

Pat-pat.

Slide-slide.

“Y… yes……”

“…….”

“….”

Even as Park Dong-cheol openly groped Harin’s backside—

None of us—not me, not Harin, not Eunchae—

Could do a damn thing to stop him.

“Using my broadcast for this kind of thing isn’t exactly comfortable… But since you’re in a tight spot, and you asked so nicely, it’d be rude to refuse, huh? I’ve always been too soft for my own good. Can’t resist turning down requests like these. Hehe…”

Bullshit.

I remember begging him once just to get us a single music show slot, and he didn’t even treat me like a human being.

“Of course… It all depends on how well these two can—”

Another slap on Harin’s butt as he spoke.

His hands moved like it was the most natural thing in the world now.

“Yes…” “A-ah! Y-yes…”

Unlike Harin, who was used to being touched like this, Eunchae stuttered nervously.

Come to think of it, this was her first time facing Park Dong-cheol like this.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure if Eunchae could handle his temperament.

“Kkk… Honestly, why not bring the whole group over? Wouldn’t that be better? Hey, Jeon Siljang, how about calling the rest of the girls now? Girl groups should move as one, shouldn’t they? Builds unity and all.”

“Ah… That’s……”

“What? Is that too much?”

“It’s not that… They have other schedules right now.”

“Other schedules?”

“…Yes.”

By now, Sarang and Sea would be—

Busily selling CDs and merch in the hallway, signing autographs.

“So greeting me isn’t as important as whatever else they’re doing… Am I supposed to take it that way?”

Motherf—

This petty bastard.

He was determined to get his hands on the other two as well.

“PD-nim, that’s not what I meant! It’s just—”

“PD-nim.”

Harin interrupted me, stepping forward with a smile.

“PD-nim… We’ll work harder.”

“Oho… Our Harin will?”

As she closed the distance, Park Dong-cheol’s hands slid under her skirt again.

No—if anything, Harin tilted her hips slightly to make it easier for him.

“Ah…!”

My fists clenched, but I forced myself to stay still.

Because this was what Harin wanted—

No, more accurately,

Because this was what *I* wanted.

Leaning subtly into Park Dong-cheol’s touch, Harin let out a soft, breathy moan as she spoke.

“Yes… Just the two of us… We’ll do everything we can… to satisfy PD-nim’s requests.”

Harin glanced at me as she said it.

Ah…

She was doing this on purpose.

Those words weren’t for Park Dong-cheol.

They were a taunt aimed straight at *me*.

She knew exactly what this would do to me.

“Kkkkk…! If Harin puts it that way, I can’t refuse now. Hmm…”

“…Yes. Thank you, PD-nim.”

“Hey, what was this girl’s name again?”

Park Dong-cheol pointed at Eunchae with his chin.

Flustered, Eunchae stepped forward.

“Ah… Yes! I’m Eunchae from …”

“Eunchae? Wait. That rings a bell… Where have I heard it…?”

Park Dong-cheol tilted his head, pretending to think—

Though his hands remained busy under Harin’s skirt.

Harin flicked her eyes toward me again mid-grope.

“….”

Ah—

That look again.

The same one from yesterday.

As if she was saying—

“*Manager-nim… Are you getting excited?*”

If she really asked me that, there was only one answer.

………Yes.

“Ah~! Got it. Yeah. You’re the one who got filmed in that hidden cam, right? The one that blew up online? That’s you, isn’t it?”

Park Dong-cheol snapped his fingers like he’d just remembered.

A past Eunchae hated more than anything.

Yet she could only nod.

“……Yes. That’s me.”

“Damn~ So you’re *that* girl? No wonder you sounded familiar. Huh? Should’ve brought you in sooner. Right, Jeon Siljang?”

“……Yes.”

“I saw those photos too. Everyone in the industry’s seen ‘em. Huh? Damn~ Your body was insane back then. Still got it?”

“I… I haven’t changed much.”

“Kehehe… Guess I’ll have to check for myself then. Right?”

With that, he casually lifted Harin’s skirt.

“……Ah.”

“Pink again, huh? You really like this color?”

“……Yes… I do.”

Pressed against another man, her underwear on full display—

Harin looked straight at me again.

Fuck—

I didn’t even know what expression I was making.

Was I furious watching Harin suffer?

Or was I…

Just turned on?

Whatever it was, I must’ve looked ridiculous.

“Keke… Well, we don’t have time. Let’s get started.”

Park Dong-cheol beckoned Eunchae closer.

She took her place beside him.

“Alright then……”

Park Dong-cheol stood up.

“…Hng!” “Uuuh…!”

On his right—Harin.

On his left—Eunchae.

He wrapped his arms around both their waists.

His fingers roamed shamelessly—from their hips to their waists, and even brushing against their chests.

“Jeon Siljang, you should go take care of business now. Huh?”

The middle-aged man, arms full of my idols, grinned obscenely as he tried to dismiss me.

Once I left—

He’d take them both at once.

And knowing that—

I bowed my head again to the disgusting bastard.

“……Please take care of them, PD-nim.”