Episode: 9
The fact that I was appointed as the interim team leader through the CEO must have already spread throughout the company.
Do you think Park Joo-yong went around bragging about it himself?
No way, damn it.
We were never on good terms to begin with, and now, after today, he and I have practically become like fire and oil.
No joke, if we see each other, it's bound to explode.
So who could it be?
"Holy crap. Unbelievable."
There was someone who had lunch with me at that place.
Yoon Won-seok.
He's probably telling everyone he knows in the company, feeling a mix of disbelief, jealousy, and admiration.
And in the meantime, what am I doing?
[Fortune Motel]
Thud, thud, thud-
Slap, slap, slap-
"Haaah, haaaah!! Oppa, haaah, oppa... Huuuu, huuuh!! Congratulations on becoming the interim team leader, haaah!!"
"You slut, congratulating me on becoming a team leader with your hole."
I had come to a nearby motel and was vigorously having sex with Han Hye-eun.
I kept smacking Han Hye-eun's sweat-soaked buttocks without pause, thrusting my dick into her as if I were going to break her womb.
The reality hit hard when I smelled the scent of Han Hye-eun's back, who was moaning in pleasure as if she were about to faint.
"Ugh, I'm cumming."
"Haaaaah!!"
I unloaded a load of cum deep inside Han Hye-eun's pussy while squeezing her breasts so hard that it felt like I would tear them apart.
"Haaa, oppa, are we really okay doing this? Shouldn't we be a little more careful... Hiaaah!"
I shoved my index and middle fingers into Han Hye-eun's mouth, which had dared to speak up, and pulled hard. As I resumed thrusting, she quickly began crying out like a beast again.
"Don't give me that shit, you bitch. You're the one who wiggled your ass and suggested coming to the motel in the first place. Besides, isn't it more exciting and better this way? Am I right?"
"Haaah, yes. Yes, oppa, you're right. Haaah...!!"
Thrilling, stimulating, daring.
The more extreme the situation, the more I planned to act boldly, as if I were fearless and decisive.
It made me feel truly alive.
After all, you only live once, so you have to enjoy it to the fullest.
More importantly...
[The gods are impressed with your decisiveness, master. We'll grant you a slight blessing of sex once more.]
[From now on, the women you have sex with will develop a slight affection for you.]
[The condition and abilities of the women you fuck will also slightly improve.]
[Fuck a variety of women.]
[The more you do, the more the blessing of sex upon you will grow, and the gods will shower you with various gifts.]
Yes.
The gods desire it.
Something thrilling.
They wanted a puppet to show them something entertaining. In that case, I had to deliver. That's what entertainment is, isn't it?
Giving the audience catharsis.
"Haaah, haaah... I sincerely congratulate you on becoming the interim team leader. Haaah, but I'm a little disappointed. I wanted you to be my exclusive manager."
Bullshit.
What would I gain from becoming Han Hye-eun's exclusive manager?
At best, I’d just be her personal dildo, fucking her whenever she wanted.
Sorry, but that’s not enough for me.
If I’ve started this, I have to see it through to the end.
"That’s nice too. But Hye-eun."
"Aaah!!"
Grabbing her hair like reins and pulling her towards me, I said, twisting my glans at the entrance of her womb.
"As a man, shouldn’t I dream big?"
"Haaah, haaah!! Oppa, your dick... Huuu, it feels so good, haaah..."
"Being your exclusive manager sounds nice. But I want to dream even bigger. Like, for example..."
I thrust harder as I spoke.
"I want to be the CEO."
"...!"
"The CEO. Man, that’s cool. No, CEO Chun Tae-oh. That sounds cool. A little intimidating, even."
Han Hye-eun's pussy tightened even more.
"Haaah, yes. A man should have that kind of ambition. Haaah, I like you even more now. I’ll squeeze tighter. So make me feel even better."
"Yeah, damn right. That’s the level of a man who fucks someone as delicious as Han Hye-eun."
"Haaah!!"
Once again, I unloaded a load of cum deep inside Han Hye-eun’s pussy.
Afterward, she happily cleaned up with her mouth, and we washed up together before confidently leaving the motel.
"Hey, oppa. Don’t go straight to the company. Let’s stop by somewhere."
"Where?"
Han Hye-eun took me to a luxury suit store near the company.
As soon as we arrived, she had me try on several of the finest suits and promptly paid for a 5.4 million won suit in full.
"Wear this to work from now on."
"Thanks."
I didn’t refuse.
"Even though you’re the interim team leader, you probably don’t have any real authority. Park won’t sit still. And at first, people might just be curious, but soon, rather than supporting you, they’ll start feeling jealous or try to bring you down."
Some might think Han Hye-eun was being too negative, but that’s the reality.
And that’s the nature of the entertainment industry.
"If you’re going to fight in that kind of environment, you need to wear a suit of this caliber. They say a suit is like a soldier’s armor, right? And don’t forget, I bought you this suit. In an industry full of enemies, I’m on your side."
"I won’t forget."
I tightened my tie a bit more and whispered in Han Hye-eun’s ear.
"I’ll fuck you whenever you’re bored, so don’t get too worked up. Thanks."
"Hmmm..."
After matching my shoes with the suit, I carefully returned to the N&P building.
The automatic doors that buzzed open felt much slower than usual today.
As I stepped through the fully opened doors, I could feel the stares.
I could feel the burn.
Countless eyes were following me, from the first floor to the second.
No, it wasn't that Yoon Won-seok had spread the rumor that well.
It was something else.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the savior of our company... No, even if it’s just temporary, the newly appointed Team Leader Kim Hyun-woo has arrived?”
Park Joo-yong, who had been lounging on a chair on the first floor, clapped his hands as he got up.
The moment I saw that, I instantly realized.
This was a setup. This bastard had prepared this scene to humiliate me.
“Our Team Leader Kim Hyun-woo has volunteered to step up and save our struggling company. I mean, you’d think the rest of us have just been lazy freeloaders.”
Park Joo-yong may not be a good person, but I had to acknowledge his grip on things.
Even without his words, the looks I was getting weren’t exactly warm.
I mean, if you think about it, I had blatantly pulled a power move.
And just an hour ago, I was on the same level as, if not lower than, the other low-level managers. Suddenly, I’m here as a team leader?
Even if they wanted to view it positively, the more they thought about it, the more it might have pissed them off.
Because yesterday, the guy who had to cater to their demands right now start demanding things from them instead.
“Just to be clear, Team Leader Kim Hyun-woo.”
Park Joo-yong had approached me and was now brusquely brushing off my shoulder.
There wasn't any dust on my brand-new suit, by the way.
“After all the trouble you’ve caused, I hope you don’t plan on just using us whenever it suits you.”
He's setting the boundaries early.
Don’t think about using N&P’s manpower at your whim.
Looks like I might end up working alone, even though I’m a team leader.
“And don’t even think about snatching up the top trainees who are about to debut or waiting to be selected for a group.”
That could be a bit of a problem.
In K-POP, the average training period for idol trainees easily exceeds five years. Of course, there are exceptions where some kids debut and succeed after just one year, but...
Looking at the stats, those with longer training periods tend to perform better and more stably in broadcasts and various other aspects.
However, I trusted Nobel.
Whatever I do here, it’s not like Park Joo-yong is going to give in to me anyway.
So, I might as well go for it.
“Yeah, well. I’ll handle it. The kids are talented, sure. But they’re your picks, right? Like I said earlier.”
I patted his shoulder the same way he had patted mine.
“I think my eye for talent is a lot better.”
Technically, it’s not my eye, but the god AI, Nobel's.
“Hah...”
Though he tried to keep his composure, Park Joo-yong couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, and his left eyebrow twitched furiously.
He must be seriously pissed off.
Well, damn it, we’re already past the point of no return.
From now on, it’s either you or me.
“If I'm not mistaken, that suit... Hye-eun bought it for you, right? No way someone like you could afford something that high-end.”
“Yeah, well. Hye-eun and I are pretty close.”
“Hye-eun?”
He thought he was the only one who could address her informally.
But when I spoke even more casually, his eyebrow twitched again.
Bringing up Hye-eun was a mistake on Park Joo-yong’s part.
Hye-eun is the kind of woman who would spread her legs for me even on the street if I told her to. Using her as a bargaining chip means I automatically win.
“... Hye-eun wasted her money. That expensive suit doesn’t even suit someone like you. They say clothes make the man, but I guess that doesn’t apply to you, huh?”
“Well, at least it looks better on me than on some potbellied old man. After all, I’m still in my twenties.”
For a moment, I wondered if Park Joo-yong would throw a punch.
But the restraint that had gotten him to the position of team leader held out. He clenched his fist but didn’t throw it.
Still, unwilling to let it go, he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me closer, growling.
“Fine, go ahead and show off. You’ll find out soon enough whether you’re biting off more than you can chew. Making an idol group is no walk in the park. You’ll only realize how stupid your words were after doing it from start to finish.”
“Judging by how you handled it, it does seem easy, doesn’t it? Ah, but maybe it was so easy that you ended up screwing it up?”
“You son of a bitch. Alright, we’ll see about that. Hell, if you mess this up, the CEO will probably take action before I even get a chance.”
“...”
Hearing Chun Tae-oh’s name made me tense up.
It wasn’t like Park Joo-yong’s words were far from the truth.
If I screw this up after he put his faith in me, it’s not unreasonable to think Chun Tae-oh might hire a mobster to dump me in a cement barrel.
But that’s only if I fail.
And I had Nobel.
“Got it, so quit barking.”
“What?”
“Could you just show me where I’ll be working?”
At that, Park Joo-yong nearly exploded.
No joke, if there had been a brick nearby, he might have bashed my head in.
“Phew! Hey, get this asshole a vacant office on the fifth floor. From today, that’s Team 4’s temporary space. Got it?”
“Yes, sir!”
A young female employee, who seemed to be the newest member, quickly stepped forward and began to guide me.
“This used to be a recording studio and workspace. But since the number of artists has decreased, it’s been vacant. You can use this space from now on, Team Leader Kim Hyun-woo.”
“Ah, thanks for showing me.”
The junior staff didn’t seem to have any strong feelings toward me, positive or negative.
If I need personnel, I guess I should consider picking from the lower ranks.
“Well, if it comes down to it, I can handle things alone.”
Because I had Nobel.
“Nobel.”
[Yes.]
“Alright then, show me the kids with the best talent. Once I know where they are, I’ll hop in a cab and start scouting them right away.”
I was certain the god AI, Nobel, would guide me every step of the way.
However...
[Unfortunately, that’s an impossible request.]
For a moment, I was so stunned that I couldn’t even properly lean on the wall. I ended up collapsing pathetically to the floor.
“What?”
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