These lewd things are idols?: Episode 37

Episode: 37

“What kind of crazy nonsense is this?”

I really want to cut it off right there and say it, but…

Just look at my trembling fists.

This kid, with those thin arms that look like they could collapse at any moment, has been practicing for four or five years.

Even if she’s a bit clueless when it comes to basic manners or order…

She must know just how rude, shameless, and disgraceful the words she’s spewing out right now are.

How many people in the world, besides Park Joo-yong, would be able to say something like that in front of kids like these?

‘I mean, even so, you can’t just nod along and agree.’

It’s true that the kids from Oasis are pitiful.

They finally got a golden opportunity to debut, but…

Why did it have to be Park Team Manager in charge of it?

But regardless of that, the kids I’m in charge of are precious to me. No, they’re even more precious.

Of course, right?

We’ve shared meals together every day, spent time under the same roof, laughing and crying together, repeating that cycle over and over again.

[Not to mention the amount of semen spilled into their wombs.]

That’s not wrong, but…

Now’s really not the time for that kind of talk.

We need to be serious.

[Yes, sir.]

As I hesitate for a moment to respond, Mina, who’s already feeling embarrassed and ashamed, can’t hold back her tears any longer. Big drops of tears start falling down like chicken droppings, and she clumsily wipes them away with her arm.

“I’m sorry, Team Manager Kim. I must’ve been crazy for a moment, saying things like that. Even if we debut like this, we’ll just be idols who amount to nothing. I’m so sorry. I’m really sorry. 'Sniff'.”

“Huh… Hmm. Mina, Sora, and Serina.”

'Sniff' “Yes…”

They all flinch and look at me with tear-filled eyes, surprised that I even remember their names.

If my kids are like chicks…

Then what should I call these kids?

Tiny little kittens, I suppose.

Chicks and kittens.

Aren’t they natural enemies?

Well, the only difference here is that my chicks would probably eat these kittens alive.

“Anyway, as someone responsible for the lives of these four kids, I can’t just nod my head and agree with you out of pity. I need some time to think this over.”

“N-no. Please just forget what I said earlier.”

“No, no. There’s always a way. You said you’ve been trainees for four or five years? Let’s see… Did you start in high school?”

“I started in middle school, third year.”

“Haha… Hm.”

Even as I laugh, I can’t help but let out a sigh.

Even though I ended up graduating from college…

I did everything I wanted to do, had my share of fun, and even traveled abroad a couple of times, enjoying everything I could.

But these kids have only been chasing their dream of becoming idols, nothing else.

“So, um… girls, is there anything you want to eat? Let’s get something to eat first and build up some strength.”

'Grrrrr'.

Before I could even finish my sentence, their stomachs started growling.

It’s obvious they’re starving.

No, it’s to the point that they must be in pain from hunger.

“…W-we’re fine.”

Watching them even refuse food, I quickly told them to wait and ran to our team’s office, where I grabbed some konjac jelly and probiotics from the fridge.

“Here, eat this at least.”

“B-but…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. All this together isn’t even 100 calories. Just eat it. You won’t gain weight from this.”

How good could konjac jelly, which only has 12 calories per serving, possibly taste?

How much could it even fill their stomachs?

The same goes for the probiotics.

It’s low-calorie probiotics, so it’s not particularly tasty either.

“T-then I’ll just have a little bit.”

But even that, they savored each bite like it was precious, with tears in their eyes, as if they were starving.

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but sigh as an adult.

At moments like this, I can’t help but wonder what the hell K-pop idols are even for.

[You’re doing well.]

[Whatever the case, if you want to completely get rid of that bastard Park Joo-yong, it’s best to have the help of these close kids.]

[Take good care of them, be extra kind.]

[And if it comes to it, you can take them all. Actually, that might even be better, help them recover their condition.]

I haven’t ruled that out either, but…

Honestly, I’m not close enough with these kids to go that far.

It's different from Han Hye-eun, who was starving for sexual desire.

[Hmm. So, Master isn’t just a monkey after all.]

What are you talking about?

"Uh, excuse me, Team Leader."

"Yes?"

"Can I use your phone for a moment?"

"Huh? Oh, sure, sure. Use it as much as you want. You can make small payments, order delivery, shop—whatever you need."

It seems Park Joo-yong confiscated even thier phone.

"Ah, thank you. I just want to check my SNS for a bit. I’m not posting anything, just checking on my friends."

"Sure, go ahead."

They’re adults at 20, after all.

But trainees still seem very much like high school students.

"The three of you share a dorm together. Can’t they at least let you share a single phone?"

"We’re not allowed to have phones."

"Yeah, and they’ve been telling us to lose a lot of weight for the upcoming monthly evaluation, so we’re all just eating ice all day. Hehe."

"......"

They're crazy. Really.

"What if you collapse from eating like that?"

"We’ve collapsed once or twice before. But after we got some supplements or an IV—whatever it was—they told us to get right back to training and practice. Team Leader Park…"

They're checking their SNS while sucking down a 12-calorie konjac jelly until it’s gone.

The three heads huddled over my phone are laughing together.

"Wow, this is really good."

"Seriously! I told you so. If I debut, I could eat a whole box of these at once."

"Me too, me too."

Their cheerful laughter quickly fades.

"The problem is, even if we debut, we only get paid if we're successful."

"It might be better not to debut at all… Then we wouldn’t have to repay the training costs."

"But we’ve put in so much effort."

"There are so many idols at our level. Even if we debut, can we really succeed? Especially with this upcoming monthly evaluation…"

One of them glances at me.

Lee Sora mutters in a gloomy voice.

"…Honestly, we can't win."

Given that none of them responded and just hung their heads, it seems they’ve seen our team practicing.

Grades aren't everything, but…

Even considering that, the gap was noticeable, and they seemed to realize it.

"Sniff. What should I do? My mom and dad supported me so much to become an idol. Sniff. What am I going to do if I fail now? I’d feel so guilty toward them. Sniff."

"Uh, Team Leader? Just this once—could you please let us have the song? I know your team will succeed no matter what song you get…."

"Hey! That’s enough. You’re putting the Team Leader in a tough spot. We already got food!"

"Ugh."

"And we get to use their phone!"

"Ugh."

"How much more trouble are you planning to cause to someone who’s taking care of us like this?"

"Sorry, unnie."

Indeed, in any group, the leader should be the oldest or someone mature. That’s why Se-ri leads our team.

"Uh, I’m sorry, Team Leader. The girls are a bit mentally exhausted because they hear nagging and harsh words every day."

"Mentally exhausted… Ah, okay."

Phew.

That was close?

It's been almost three years since I quit gaming, and I almost felt a generation gap with these kids.

Mentally exhausted—literally, it must mean that their hearts and bodies are suffering.

"Hey, um…"

The kids flinch at my hesitant tone.

"Can you not use that phrase?"

"What phrase?"

"That one—'What’s it called?'" you say that all the time. It gives me PTSD."

"Oh! Okay, sorry, sorry. My bad. Wow, I surprised myself. I guess I picked it up from working under that guy for three years."

"No, it’s okay."

They're shyly shaking their heads, and it’s kind of cute.

[Lee Sora, A+]

[Mina, S]

[Serina, A+]

It's true that grades like these are rare to find on the street, so whatever happens, they’re not completely without potential.

Receiving a good song from a famous composer could indeed be a springboard to success.

There are actually groups that, despite being second-tier, manage to ride the wave of a single good song for five years.

"Anyway, that Manager Park. No, that guy doesn’t even deserve the title of manager. That dog baby bastard."

"Pfft. Pfft. Dog baby, that’s cute."

"Ahem!"

Time really flies when I’m with these idols.

It’s because they naturally have a lot of charm.

"Yeah, that dog baby’s words are literally just nonsense. Don’t take them to heart. All of that only wears you down physically and mentally. Mental exhaustion? That’s how you become mentally exhausted."

"But they say you have to hear harsh words to grow."

"What the... that’s nonsense. That’s not true. Of course, some people do need a wake-up call from harsh words. Like that dog baby you know well. It’s okay to do that to a bastard like him."

Sigh.

Trying not to swear while speaking makes it even harder.

I guess I’m not in a position to criticize Da-young for her language.

Swearing just rolls off my tongue.

"You all are precious children of your parents. You’re not in a position where you deserve to be ignored or cursed at."

"Exactly. My mom and dad love me so much."

"And think about it. If you go out on the street right now, how many people do you think are prettier and cuter than you?"

"That's right. Back when I was in school, I used to get business cards from all sorts of places. I was pretty popular. I even had quite a few followers on social media."

These cute girls.

No, these adorable kids.

"Right? Be confident! You’re all plenty pretty and cute."

"Wow! I really feel energized. Maybe it's because the konjac jelly is so good."

"Do you want another one?"

"Oh! Thank you so much."

Serina gives a polite bow as she takes the grape-flavored konjac jelly and starts slurping on it.

I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have that mouth on my dick.

I'm really trash for even thinking that.

"Um, can I have just one more too?"

Even Mina, the leader, eventually gives in and takes a strawberry-flavored konjac jelly from me.

"Oh, if I knew there was strawberry flavor, I would have grabbed that one. It’s the best."

"Hehe. This one’s mine."

After eating the konjac jelly and regaining their self-esteem from the compliments, the girls cautiously ask me,

"By the way, about the older girls in your team..."

"Oh, my team?"

"Yeah, yeah. When we see the older girls, it looks like they don't eat much, just like us. But why do they have so much energy? We get exhausted after just a few dance moves."

"Uh, well..."

Maybe it's because they practically drink semen instead of konjac jelly every day.

"They're just naturally strong."

"Must be nice. They're strong unnis. Tsk, tsk."

"Anyway, if possible, I want to take care of you all too. Let me think about it a bit more."

"Oh! Please forget what I said earlier. Now that I think about it, it's so embarrassing."

"It's too late. You already said it. No taking it back now, I heard everything."

"Wow, the way you talk really reminds me of those guys on TV we watched when we were little."

Serina.

Is she mixed race?

The way she throws in those oddly sharp comments makes me want to shut her up.

"And Manager Park. Let's be honest, kids. You don't like him, do you?"

The girls nodded in agreement at my words. Serina even added a bit of cuteness to it.

"I really, really don't like him. I wish Manager Kim was our manager instead."

"Haha. That might be a bit difficult. But honestly, I really, really can't stand that guy either."

"It's weird hearing you say 'really, really.'"

I really need to shut her up.

That arrogant girl.

“For now, it might be difficult, but an opportunity will definitely come later. So in the meantime, start keeping a journal.”

“A journal?”

“Yeah, write down all the bad things you've heard, the things that hurt your self-esteem. Then, when the time comes, I'll make sure that guy gets kicked out.”

“Okay, I'll do that. But seriously, can’t you be our manager too? We mean it.”

At that moment,

“No, you can’t.”

Out of nowhere, Hee-ju appeared, and the girls clung to me, growling at the Oasis girls.

Seeing this, the Oasis girls nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I guess not.”

Just like their name suggests, the Oasis girls, who had briefly tasted the sweetness of an oasis in the desert, began to endure tough times again under Manager Park.

Meanwhile, we focused on preparing diligently for the end-of-month evaluation.

And then...

[End-of-Month Evaluation D-day 0]

The time had come.

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