Chapter 66
Passport. Guidebook. Selfie stick. Charger. Moisturizer.
As I carefully packed one travel item after another into my hiking backpack, Seong Se-ri asked me,
“So does that mean I won’t have to see that awful guy at the company anymore?”
“Not exactly.”
“Why not? You asked the CEO to get rid of Park Joo-yong.”
“I did, but he didn’t exactly say yes right away.”
Was this what you’d call an adult conversation?
It would’ve been nice if it ended with a yes or no.
Things had gotten a little complicated here, too.
“So you couldn’t get Park Joo-yong kicked out of the company just by finding a composer. And it looks like Park Joo-yong managed to get a song from Nampo-dong Nuclear Fist after talking things through with him, too.”
“What? Then what are you going to do?”
“For now, we’ll probably have Oasis debut with double title tracks. One song from me and one from Park Joo-yong.”
“And after that?”
“Then the person with the better results gets to manage the Oasis girls.”
At my words, Seong Se-ri shrugged.
“What? Boring.”
“Hey. It might not seem like a big deal to you girls, but do you know how humiliating it is to have another team leader take over the girls you’ve been managing?”
“Being humiliated won’t kill him.”
“Adults can die of embarrassment.”
And though I hadn’t told Se-ri everything,
my conversation with CEO Cheon Tae-o hadn’t ended there.
「It’s difficult for now, but if you accomplish what you told me before, Team Leader, I really could get rid of him.」
The implication was that Cheon Tae-o could kick Park Joo-yong out whenever he wanted, if he put his mind to it.
“Anyway, Park Joo-yong must be sweating bullets right about now. The CEO suddenly called him in and started saying all sorts of strange things.”
“I bet. Is he going to come grab you by the collar again?”
At that, all the girls, who’d stacked their suitcases by the entrance after packing everything they needed, narrowed their eyes.
“Then we won’t forgive him!”
“We should call the police.”
Lee Da-young and Gil Min-seo shouted that they’d protect me.
And lastly, Hee-ju said,
“I’ll get rid of him.”
“Get rid of what? Are you Thanos or something? You’re joking, right?”
“……”
Why aren’t you answering?
“Say you were joking.”
“I was joking.”
Watching Hee-ju, who only answered when I ordered her to, I scratched my cheek a little.
“Anyway, have you packed everything?”
“Yes. But why do you have a hiking backpack instead of a suitcase, Team Leader?”
“This is more comfortable.”
“Old man.”
“Apologize to everyone in the country who carries a hiking backpack.”
I genuinely found carrying a pack on my back much more comfortable than dragging a suitcase around.
And sure, this was an overseas trip by plane,
but we weren’t going for sightseeing, in particular.
The main purpose was to shoot music videos, after all,
so we’d packed the schedule as tightly as possible to save money, leaving almost no time to enjoy ourselves in between.
“How many hours do we have to be on the plane?”
I answered the girls, who sounded like they were wondering whether to bring a book to read.
“Uh. Um. About...”
“About?”
“Wouldn’t it be around 112 hours?”
At my words, the girls suddenly fell silent.
Then,
they murmured in all seriousness,
“Should I stick a vibrator in my pussy for the flight?”
“Hey! They’ll see that clearly on the X-ray. Don’t say that, even as a joke.”
“But I looked it up, and apparently there’s a service overseas where you can have sex on a plane if you have enough money.”
“What nonsense. Do you think a thing like that exists?”
I asked, but when I checked what Seong Se-ri showed me, I was left speechless.
It really exists?
* * *
[Gimcheon International Airport]
At last, it was the day we were leaving the country to shoot the music videos.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been to an airport, and I found myself looking around like a student going on a school trip,
or a country bumpkin who’d just arrived in Seoul for the first time.
“Team Leader, how many hours is the first flight?”
“Seventeen hours.”
“Ha. Shouldn’t we have sex once in the bathroom before we get on? Seventeen hours is almost a whole day. Or is it really impossible to do it on the plane?”
“Don’t say crazy things.”
In any case, the airport was absolutely packed with people.
There were foreign YouTubers filming travel vlogs,
and foreign tourists who looked like they were traveling in groups.
All sorts of people were bustling around, busy with their own business.
Surprisingly, almost nobody there showed any interest in us.
[Gil Min-seo, SS+]
[Eun Hee-ju, SS+]
[Lee Da-young, SS]
[Seong Se-ri, SS]
Even with such overwhelmingly high grades,
and having dressed up with our airport fashion in mind, like idol trainees should,
there might’ve been people who glanced over and let out a quiet gasp of admiration,
but no one paid us any more attention than that.
Seeing that reminded me all over again just how hard it was to become famous.
-Aaaaaaaah!!
It happened then.
Starting with a scream from somewhere, I heard a huge crowd rushing over, as if there’d suddenly been an earthquake.
“Whoa, that startled me. What’s going on?”
As the team leader responsible for looking after the girls,
and as someone who was curious, too, I went to see what was happening. Amid the nonstop clicks of camera shutters, I watched the men casually make their way out of the airport under the protection of their bodyguards.
“It’s The Space.”
They were one of the most popular boy groups in Korea.
Honestly, I didn’t think our girls were lacking anything compared to them,
but in the end, we hadn’t accomplished a single thing yet.
We were just flattering ourselves by thinking our girls were amazing.
“Thank you, Stars!”
They called out their fandom’s name, made a little finger heart, and casually left. Why did it make me so envious?
I was jealous.
I wanted to see our girls become like that as soon as possible.
Not like now, standing in the middle of the airport without anyone recognizing them.
“Team Leader. Don’t worry.”
“Hm?”
When I looked to the side, Hee-ju gazed straight at me and spoke.
“I’ll make you successful.”
I couldn’t help smiling.
I patted Hee-ju’s head and nodded.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
It wouldn’t be long before that happened, anyway.
Thinking so, I greeted the music video crew as they arrived one after another.
“Nice to meet you, Team Leader Kim. I’m Kyung Moon-seok, the director in charge of this music video shoot. I’ve reviewed the shooting schedule several times. The music videos are extremely demanding, and the schedule is tight, too...”
“Yes.”
“We’ll manage somehow, but can the girls handle it? They’re still young, and they look so delicate and pretty.”
He wasn’t trying to be sarcastic.
It was just the sort of concern anyone would have when they saw our girls.
They were all as slim and pretty as walking skeletons,
so it was only natural to wonder whether they could handle such an absurd schedule.
But.
“It’ll be fine. Rather than worrying about our girls...”
“Rather than?”
I said very seriously,
“You should worry about me first.”
At my words, the music video crew burst out laughing, thinking I was joking to help everyone relax,
but I was completely serious.
And so,
Whoooooosh—.
the plane carrying us took off from Gimcheon International Airport.
Under pressure from the budgeting team,
we had three music videos to shoot,
and we’d packed our schedule so tightly to get them done on the bare minimum budget that we had to rush through every day without even realizing how it passed.
“Wow! Gucci! Chanel! Hermes, too. Amazing! I really want to buy this. Aww. I wonder if Team Leader will buy me one?”
Seong Se-ri had gone wild at the foreign airport’s duty-free shops and was throwing a childlike tantrum.
“This is a really scary scene. Can you do it calmly?”
“Yes.”
Even as a pile of realistic-looking props came crashing down right in front of her, Eun Hee-ju didn’t even blink. She kept her eyes fixed on the camera.
“I think it’d be better to shoot this part again like this.”
At first, she seemed a little offended,
but now she was checking the footage with everyone as if they’d always been on the same team, pointing out what needed to be changed, supplemented, or improved.
And lastly,
“Hehe. I should take a picture and send it to Mom and Dad. And huuuup! Why won’t this fit?”
Gil Min-seo had taken a hundred thousand photos alone,
and had collected so many souvenirs that her suitcase looked ready to burst.
No.
Actually, the real last one was me.
“A-Are you all right?”
One of the crew members who’d come to tell me the shooting times for the group dance and individual scenes spotted me and jumped in surprise, as if he’d seen a ghost.
I weakly nodded in response.
“Yes, I’m fine.”
No sooner had the crew member who’d given me the schedule left
than I was thoroughly fucked inside the camper van we’d rented overseas for the shoot.
“Haaaaaang! Hng! Uuuh. Hng! Team Leader, fuck me harder. Uuuh. Ngh! Doing it in a camper van makes me feel like a married couple having sex outdoors. Haaaaaang!”
Did going abroad mean we wouldn’t have sex?
That wasn’t a thing in this world.
Even if we couldn’t shoot the music videos,
the girls absolutely had to have sex with me.
That was why.
“It’s suddenly snowing. Is that going to be okay?”
Was it snowing?
“It’s a squall!”
That meant a sudden burst of wind and rain in the tropics,
but whether it did or not,
“We’ve been shooting for twenty hours now. Are you okay?”
the girls had sex with me,
and then had sex again.
The girls’ music video shoot, accompanied by the Blessing of Sex, was something even God couldn’t stop.
Whoooooosh—.
All that stayed in my mind was the girls, in their ever-changing music video outfits or their underwear, shaking their asses lewdly right in front of me,
while I spanked those asses and eagerly thrust my cock into them.
Before I knew it, we’d returned to the airport we’d departed from, and I was shaking hands with the music video director.
“Honestly, trying to pull it off on such a tight schedule was exhausting for us, too. But I think it was all the more rewarding for it.”
“Ah. Yes.”
“More than anything, I’ve worked with a lot of idols, but I’ve never seen anyone so passionate!”
Do you know how many times a day their pussies spread open?
“And they didn’t complain at all about the packed schedule!”
Their pussies squeezed my cock so tightly.
“I’ve never seen a group of girls carry out the schedule exactly as planned so perfectly. You must be lucky to work with such beautiful girls. It was an honor for us, too.”
Not once had my semen been absent from those girls’ wombs.
“Yes...”
“Haha. It looks like you’re even more exhausted than I am, Team Leader. You must’ve lost almost ten kilos since we first set out. Your cheeks are practically sunken in. Hahahaha!”
Seriously.
I’d lost exactly 11.3 kilos.
And yes, my cheeks were sunken in.
“You look like your soul’s been sucked right out of you. You must be exhausted. As soon as the editing’s done, I’ll send you the completed music videos by email.”
“...I’d appreciate it.”
After we finished shooting the music videos and returned to our lodging,
I thought I could finally get some rest.
But.
“Now that we’re back in Korea, we have to have homecoming sex, right?”
“Aaaaaah!”
I genuinely felt like I needed time to recover.
And,
fortunately,
[Mom: Hyun-woo, are you coming down for Chuseok this year?]
I replied to my mom.
[I’m definitely coming down.]
It was Chuseok.