episode_0107

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#107

— Harin’s reunion with Eunche was a disaster.

“Hey, Manager Jeon. You there. When I call, you come running. I don’t have time for this.”

In the hallway outside the PD’s office.

Park Dongchul waved at me as I sprinted toward him.

On either side of Park Dongchul… stood Harin and Eunche, side by side.

“……I’m sorry for being late.”

As I answered, I scrutinized Harin and Eunche’s conditions.

Both of them met my eyes before quickly looking away.

Their faces were flushed. Sweat marked their skin. Their hair was partially disheveled, and even their stage outfits—which they were supposed to wear soon—were slightly crooked.

More than anything, Park Dongchul had his arms draped over their shoulders, pulling them close.

I bowed my head toward the man embracing the two idols.

“Heh~. Anyway, Manager Jeon. Long time no see, huh? Heard the CEO changed—did the training policy change too?”

“……I’m not sure what you mean.”

“The kids. I’m talking about the kids. Huh? They’re practically unrecognizable now. In my twenty years in broadcasting, I’ve met all kinds of idols, but none as passionate as these two today.”

“That’s… quite the statement.”

“I’m just praising them for doing well. Relax a little when someone compliments you, huh?”

“…….”

It wasn’t praise, of course. It was mockery.

I didn’t know what had happened inside the PD’s office.

I usually resort to eavesdropping or whatever means necessary, but… not tonight.

No matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t fathom why Park Dongchul was acting like this.

“Kehehe…. Harin, especially. Her eyes alone were different today. Ah, and our Eunche wasn’t bad either. Right?”

“Yes.” “……Ah, yes.”

Harin answered immediately, while Eunche hesitated before replying.

Come to think of it…

Harin, snug against Park Dongchul’s shoulder, was cautiously stroking his body with her arm.

Even right now, as I watched…

“As for what happened… Well. Harin begged me to record it, so we did save some footage. I don’t usually like filming these things, y’know? I’m not the kind to leave behind evidence. But today, Harin insisted. …Harin?”

“Yes, PD-nim.”

When Park Dongchul patted her shoulder, Harin immediately pulled something out behind her.

A tablet.

“The battery’s probably dead from all that recording, so charge it later and take a look. Kehehe….”

I took the tablet Harin handed me.

The screen was black. Just as Park Dongchul said, it didn’t turn on—likely out of juice.

If my guess was right, what was inside was…

A full two-hour recording of whatever deeds Harin, Eunche, and Park Dongchul had committed in the PD’s office.

“Kehehe… You’re gonna be real shocked when you see this, Manager Jeon. Like, ‘Were our kids really like this?’ …Right?”

Park Dongchul turned his head toward Harin.

“Ah… Yes, Manager. For two hours… we worked really hard…”

“Hehehe. Maybe you should tell Manager Jeon what exactly you worked so hard on? That way, he won’t be too shocked when he watches it.”

“Y-yes…”

Harin nodded once before stepping closer to me.

“Manager… Aren’t you curious about what we just did in there? ……You are, right?”

“Harin…”

“You *are* curious. I already know, Manager.”

Harin wasn’t wrong.

I *was* curious.

So curious I could go insane.

Why Harin’s face was so flushed right now. Why her hair was damp, clinging slightly to her cheeks. Why she smelled so indecently lewd.

And why Harin was… gripping my hand right now.

Harin took my right hand and placed something in my palm.

“Ah…”

This was…

“This… We made it together—me and PD-nim. I served him so diligently, clenched my pussy tight around him… until his big, thick cock poured everything out…”

Resting in my palm was a tied-off condom.

Though the knot kept the contents from leaking, even a glance made it clear just how much was stuffed inside.

“I pleasured PD-nim’s cock—rubbing my face against it, sniffing it, licking it with my tongue… Only after I made him feel good did he let me roll it on with my mouth… It was my first time doing that, so it was a bit tough… But when I finished, PD-nim praised me…”

Behind her, Park Dongchul smirked at me, his hand slipping under Eunche’s skirt.

“Then… we both bent over and begged him to fuck us, rocking our hips back… PD-nim was kind enough to thrust into me, so I squeezed tight around him… and shook my ass against him with joy…”

“Hgnh…”

“This… He only came inside after pounding me so hard… It took him over fifteen minutes—he’s so strong, you know? The whole time, I kept moaning every time he hit deep… I lost count of how many times I came… And honestly, even now… I still feel him inside me…”

As she spoke, Harin’s legs trembled slightly.

A droplet fell from between her thighs onto the floor.

“Sorry, Manager… I still… feel it right now… I-I should be getting ready for the stage, but… my legs won’t stop shaking…”

“……….”

“If you watch the tablet… you’ll see everything. What I did… how I took it… I recorded it all for you, Manager… So… watch it with me later. Okay?”

The tablet’s black screen reflected my face.

Though my hand holding it shook, the faint outline of my lips curled into a smile.

“Kehehe…! Hey, Eunche, why don’t you tell Manager Jeon how *your* first time with me went?”

Park Dongchul shoved Eunche forward this time.

Eunche stumbled to stand next to Harin, then glanced back at him nervously.

“…Huh? T-talk about it…?”

“Yeah. Whether it felt good or whatever.”

“I-it… It f-felt… g-good…”

“…Eunche. What’d I teach you about speaking in front of me?”

Park Dongchul’s voice suddenly shifted—cold, threatening.

“…T-to be honest… you said…”

“Then what’s your answer?”

“……I-it… felt… good. Manager… Doing it… with PD-nim…”

“…….”

Though her face burned too fiercely to lift, Eunche forced out the rest.

“H-his cock… was even bigger than I thought… thick, filling me up… And he was so strong… he never stopped… I-I came over and over… My legs… still feel weak…”

True to her words.

Eunche couldn’t stand still, her legs quivering uncontrollably.

“B-but… Manager… PD-nim was satisfied, so… he said we can show our panties on stage now… that we’re allowed to expose ourselves…”

“Ah.”

Right.

The service Harin and Eunche just performed…

Was to get permission for to reveal themselves on stage.

To bare themselves in front of the crowd, they first had to bare themselves for another man.

“Manager Jeon. The kids told me a lot. Yeah?”

This time, Park Dongchul stepped closer too.

“……Ah!” “Mngh…!”

Effortlessly, he slid between the girls, wrapping his arms around their waists again.

“ ’s in rough shape, huh? Heard the CEO changed, but didn’t think things were *this* messy. Debt’s got the girls all gloomy—how’s anyone supposed to manage a group like this? And you call yourself a manager?”

“…….”

“No wonder the kids are working so hard. Anyway. If things were this bad, you should’ve come to me sooner. Could’ve pulled some strings to help out.”

Bullshit.

The price for his “help” would’ve been the girls’ bodies—no question.

“I’m only human… Yeah? Seeing these young things suffer breaks my heart. Can’t just stand by.”

“…….”

What was he even trying to say?

I knew better than anyone that Park Dongchul wasn’t the type for pity.

Before Harin offered herself to him…

He hadn’t spared a single thought for low-tier groups like ours.

For him to suddenly bring up our troubles now…

“So I called in some favors. Gonna set up with sponsors.”

“That’s…”

A tempting offer.

But accepting it meant never being able to refuse his demands.

I had to hear the details first… choose carefully…

“Ah. Actually, it’s already settled. Harin and I talked it over. She’s fine with it. Right?”

……Huh?

“Ah, yes! PD-nim. Thank you so much for taking interest in and looking out for us.”

Harin beamed, bowing to Park Dongchul. No—more like leaning into his embrace.

As if…

She belonged to him now.

“With someone as capable as PD-nim supporting us… I’ll make sure to repay you properly…”

What the hell, Harin.

Why are you making that face right now?

“Kehehe…! Don’t worry about that. I *know* our Harin will ‘take care of it’ without me telling her.”

“Thank you for always caring so much, PD-nim!”

Those words—

That’s what you used to say to *me*.

“……Th-thank you too.”

Eunche also bowed her head quietly.

“Kehehe…! Keep treating me this well, and…”

*Squish.*

“Ngh…♡” “Ah…!”

His hands slid back under their skirts, fingers working.

*Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.*

A slow, wet sound accompanied the girls’ twitching bodies.

“Aahn♡ P-PD-nim… In front of Manager…!” “Hh… ngh…!”

“Heh. What’s the issue? He’s gonna see way worse on that tablet anyway.”

“I-I know but…♡” “Hah… Nhh…!”

Right in front of me, they moaned—but I could only wait silently for him to stop.

“Alright, Manager Jeon. We’ve got pre-recording to do, so we’ll head to the stage now.”

“Ah… Yes. Then…”

He was telling me to take them away.

I lifted my head, looking at Harin and Eunche… but they didn’t pull away from Park Dongchul.

Faces red, bodies trembling faintly, they still reacted every time his fingers moved.

Hey. Girls.

It’s time to go.

Just as I was about to speak, Harin cautiously glanced up at me first.

“Ah… M-Manager. Um… Our outfits are kinda… PD-nim said he’d get the stylist for us first… W-we’ll stop by there before the stage… O-okay?”

“……Huh?”

Not going back to the waiting room?

“S-see you… on stage… Manager……” “L-later… Manager-nim……”

“Kehehe. Let’s go.”

With Park Dongchul’s hands still stuffed under their skirts—

Their bodies shuddering, postures unsteady—the girls stumbled down the hallway.

I stood there dazed for a long moment before snapping out of it.

All I held was the tablet.

I’d come here… just to receive *this*.

Once more, my face reflected in the tablet’s dark screen.

I tried covering it with my hand, but it didn’t help.

The me on-screen was smiling—so grotesquely I could hardly believe it.