I Became a Producer Who Rewrites Idols

11 – Holiday (3)

The idols of Lucky Seven Entertainment are:

Everyone used the same building as their accommodation.

It was a 43-story building right next to the headquarters.

I walked for 10 minutes from the Italian house towards the accommodation.

Yang Hae-in was sleeping peacefully on my back.

[Fatigue: 78 → 55]

Even though it hasn’t even been an hour since I went to sleep, my fatigue has gone down significantly again.

It seemed like extreme physical fatigue and mental fatigue had combined to create an insane number of 95.

The dormitory had separate male and female living spaces, like a school dormitory.

I went to the security room to explain the situation to the security guard in the women’s living space.

However, while walking to the security office, a man caught my eye.

“Haein!”

The man saw Yang Hae-in’s face and ran over.

“Who are you? “What are you doing to my idol?!”

… And then I started to think about everything.

My idol?

Are you a producer?

But the way he spoke seemed like he was angry because his belongings were being arbitrarily taken.

No matter how much you are a producer, idols are not your thing.

“So what are you doing in the women’s living space?”

“I am Haein, the producer in charge.”

“Please give me your employee ID.”

“Why should I do that?”

Why should I do that? .

I don’t know if it’s an impersonation or if it’s real.

I don’t know much about other producers within the company.

Without any choice, I approached the security office behind the man.

I had been to the Cursed Dolls’ dormitory a few times before, so I was familiar with them.

“Hello.”

“Oh my, Professional Lim. “What’s going on today?”

“No, it’s nothing else, it’s something this man here did.”

“Well?”

… Is this really an impersonation?

When I looked at him with that thought in his eyes, he quickly took out his employee ID card from his pocket.

It said [Producer Jeong Oh-jun].

“Are you by any chance Producer Lim Boo-gil?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Producer Oh-Jun Jeong made an expression that made him think that this person was the famous fire producer.

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“Berry’s was originally Pro Lim’s plan, right?”

“… Yes, for now.”

I didn’t do it myself, so I don’t know the specifics.

“I’m trying to clean up what I messed up, Pro Lim, but what are you doing with my idol in the evening?”

“Is there a law preventing me from meeting Haein?”

“This is my idol.”

“So. “Have I been given some sort of restraining order?”

Producer Oh Jung-jun snorted as if it was absurd.

The idol he produces is not his girlfriend, so why is he being so sensitive?

“Anyway, get off right away.”

“Is he sleeping? I’m trying to not break it as much as possible….”

“Professor Lim doesn’t care about that.”

Producer Jeong Oh-jun glared at my face with a straight face.

I’m so scared. I’m so scared.

If you value your idol so much, you shouldn’t let him wander around the streets crying.

“Well, it’s a little crazy, but isn’t it too much that you don’t let your child sleep and don’t feed him?”

“This is my policy. “If you know it’s nonsense, don’t even bring it up.”

“… ….”

If you keep doing this, I’m going to hit you.

Well, the fatigue has come down to normal levels, and I guess there’s nothing I can do about it anymore.

While lightly bouncing your back,

“Mr. Haein, Mr. Haein. Wake up, I’m in the dorm.”

I woke up Haein Yang.

“Yes…… ? Ah… , uh… ?!”

Yang Hae-in, who realized that he was riding on my back, made an embarrassed voice and looked around his head.

I thought I had come to my senses, so I put it down.

The moment her feet touched the floor, she quickly ran towards the elevator in her dorm.

… I must be embarrassed to have been piggybacked on by someone I hate.

I didn’t need to stay here much longer, so I went outside.

Producer Oh Jung-jun, who was in charge of Berries, did not come out because he had something to do at the dorm.

It looks like he didn’t visit the lodgings because he couldn’t see Yang Hae-in in particular.

“I should go and sleep.”

It was a strangely tiring day.

***

To Haein Yang, who came into the dorm in a hurry,

The eyes of fellow Berries members—Joo Do-yeon, Go Na-kyung, and Jin Hae-sol—were caught.

“What are you doing now? “I just hang out alone.”

Joo Do-yeon approached Yang Hae-in with a cold voice.

“… “I’m sorry, Doyeon.”

“The producer told me to go back to training in 10 minutes, so get ready quickly.”

“Okay.”

At that time, Yang Hae-in took off her top to change into her sweats.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

Joo Do-yeon stopped.

Then she put her nose to the corner of Yang Hae-in’s mouth and sniffed.

“…… “What did you eat?”

“Oh, no, that’s….”

“Hey!! Can’t you see that everyone is having a hard time right now?! “Is it okay for you to go out and eat something delicious by yourself?!”

“I said I’m sorry!”

“Is he getting angry at me now?”

Yang Hae-in just ignored Joo Joo-yeon and went into his room and locked the door.

Ju Ju Yeon screamed, but he put his hands on his ears and blocked them.

Joo Joo-yeon has never been this thorny before.

I thought everything would get better if I abandoned Producer Lim Bu-gil and went to another producer.

Instead of everything getting better, everything got worse.

“Why am I not a Cursed Dolls…?” ….”

After Yang Hae-in sat down helplessly on the floor, he hugged his knees and buried his head.

I sleep for two hours every day and eat only birdseed.

Maybe it’s because there is so much work, but there is zero work.

New producer—Jeong Oh-jun didn’t seem to be working properly.

I devoted my life to being an idol and gave up everything else.

Will I be able to get a proper job if I find a different path now?

After debuting, he even dropped out of high school to focus on his idol life.

If she gave up being an idol, she became nothing more than a middle school graduate.

Because I was sincere, I abandoned producer Lim Boo-gil, who did not bring the right work.

I thought that if I just changed the producer, I would have more work and I would be able to settle down as an idol.

But when I changed the producer, the work dropped out and the hard life continued.

“If I knew it would be like this… ….”

My pregnancy was better.

But he could not put those words into his mouth.

The first thing I suggested to the Berryz members to replace the producer was,

Because it was none other than myself.

“…… “I need to talk to my sisters again.”

It is impossible to continue living like this any longer.

It would have been worth seriously discussing disbanding the group.

Even if they were forced to hold on, a group that had already lost momentum could not survive in the fast-moving entertainment industry.

I unlocked the door and went to the front of the leader Jin Hae-sol’s room.

This must be discussed with the leader first.

When I grabbed the room handle and tried to turn it,

“Yes, producer. Yes…. Do I really have to take a picture… ? …… I’m sorry, producer, I’ll do as you say….”

I heard Jin Hae-sol’s strange voice on the phone.

Taking pictures?

Do you do what the producer tells you to do?

If you think about it, Jin Hae-sol and Go Na-kyung were often called by the producer recently.

Those two were the two best looking members of Berryz.

I just thought producer Oh Jung-jun was trying to seduce the two like a playboy.

When I listened to the conversation, it was unusual.

Squeak—.

Yang Hae-in opened Jin Hae-sol’s door and entered.

As if hiding some fact.

“Haesol, what is that phone call?”

“Oh, it’s nothing…” .”

“Really? “Is it really nothing?”

“Uh, yeah….”

It was 100% a lie.

Jinhae Sol had a personality that was evident all over her face.

If it was because she secretly dated her boyfriend, she could have just turned a blind eye and moved on.

Even though there is a clause prohibiting dating, there are quite a few idols who secretly date.

“Haesol, tell me honestly. Could it be that the producer…. Are you giving your body?”

“Oh, no! I haven’t gotten there yet….”

“Not yet? Are you going to give it to me someday??”

“I know I want to do this… !!”

Jinhae Sol cried out, dropping her tears.

Yang Hae-in immediately noticed what the new producer was doing to Jin Hae-sol and Go Na-kyung.

You’re using your idol like a toy.

So she doesn’t try to work hard,

You’re just playing with it.

“Haesol, don’t do what the producer tells you. “Just refuse properly.”

“What… ? And then what if it disbands? .”

“…… Berry’s life has already ended.”

Jin Hae-sol suddenly stood up at Yang Hae-in’s words.

“Don’t say things like that… !! I sacrificed myself to carry on somehow… !!”

“Haesol unni! “No one wants to make that kind of sacrifice!!”

“You and I both know that this is the only way, so why are you doing this? ! Do you think there will be another chance if Berryz disbands? I don’t know because you’re only seventeen, but I’m twenty-three. There are no more producers who would hire me…….”

I don’t know anything else, but there was nothing I could do about his age.

Rather, in that respect, he is a more desperate person than Yang Hae-in.

Therefore, I had no choice but to obediently follow the new producer’s brutality.

“… Haein, thank you for your concern. Whether I sell my body or not, I’ll take care of it. I won’t ask you why you didn’t stop me, so don’t worry about it… ….”

Jin Hae-sol’s expression conveys a sense of sadness,

Yang Hae-in just kept her mouth shut.

And she realized once again.

Something is going very wrong.

***

Ding—.

When I returned home, I heard a chat notification sound.

She took out her smart phone from her pocket and checked it.

[Mr. Shion: I went shopping with my family today and bought this!]

[Mr. Zion: (photo)]

The photo that Gongsion sent was cut off, so I touched it to view it in full screen.

… If it had been a photo of ordinary clothes, I would have said nothing and just responded that it was pretty.

It was a picture of me wearing a bikini.

The cleavage, narrow waist, and wide pelvis were all visible at a glance.

Why are you sending this to me?

If I get a boyfriend later, I will send it to him.

… I guess he’s sending me because he wants to make me his boyfriend.

[Mr. Shion: How do you feel? It’s pretty, right?? You want to take a shot, right??]

What the f*ck are you talking about?

You saw some strange comments on the internet and sent them to me.

I wouldn’t say that using SNS or communities is necessarily a bad thing, but

… I hope that Gongsion at least knows what this expression means before using it.

[Me: Don’t say that.]

[Me: It’s pretty.]

[Me: (tap emoticon)]

A bikini photo worn by an idol in private.

Honestly, I was a little excited.

Regardless of how erotic the photo is, the fact that an idol personally sent me a photo like this made my heart race.

So, I secretly clicked the download button and saved it.

[Mr. Shion: Why?? Is it a strange thing to say, to pull out one shot??]

[Me: Yes, it’s a strange word, so don’t use it]

[Mr. Shion: Okay! Since it’s what the producer said, it’s probably right!]

[Mr. Zion: (emoticon saluting)]

After finishing the talk, I changed into my pajamas.

I had to go to work early tomorrow, so I had to go to bed early.

The moment you are about to lie down on the bed,

Ding—.

The tock rang again.

Does Gong Si-on want to text me more?

I thought I should talk a little longer and then tell him I was going to bed.

[Mr. Shion: Can I go eat ramen??]

What are you talking about?

I suddenly felt strong.

[Me: It’s late now and it’s dangerous, so I’ll eat next time.]

[Mr. Shion: I’m actually in front of the producer’s house right now! Lol]

It was labeled ㅋ, but

I felt a chill down my spine.

When I press the intercom button to turn on the screen,

Gong Shi-on really came.

An active idol like Choi Joo-yoon who came to my house at night, not during the day.

I knew that he liked me, but I had no idea what he was doing.

No way,

Probably not.

Do you really want to eat ramen? I guess I didn’t say it with feeling.

‘He is a mother and a wife, a virgin…’ ?’

Suddenly, I remembered the conversation I had with Gong Si-on when I first met him.

Immediately, I quickly shook my head left and right, trying to put it out of my mind as much as possible.

[Mr. Shion: I bought ramen! Spicy!!]

Even on the intercom screen, the black plastic bag in Gong Si-ion’s hand contained 5 bags of ramen and soju.

… If I drink soju with a guy whose drinking limit is three bottles of soju, I think I’ll be the first to fall out.

Then I thought it would be safer since there was no mood or anything.

When I opened the front door, I saw Gong Shi-on wearing only a t-shirt and a miniskirt.

“Just one drink is okay, right?”

“… Just one drink? “Both Shion and I have to work tomorrow.”

“I know!”

I didn’t even ask him to come in, but Gong Si-ion took off his shoes and entered my studio room as if it were his own.

Then he placed a black plastic bag in front of the table.

“Shall I make ramen?”

“No no no!! “Producer, green tea bags are the same, but don’t even touch the ramen!!”

“…… Yes.”

Yang took out the pot, and Gong Si-ion took the water and started boiling the ramen.

It would have been better if this had been my girlfriend and not my idol.

… You really can’t have the idol in charge as your girlfriend.

The smell spread along with the sound of boiling ramen.

Ah, my mouth watered.

“It’s done!”

When I took out the pot holder on the table, Gong Shi-on grabbed the handle of the hot pot with a dishtowel and moved it to the table.

“Thank you, I will eat well.”

Because there were two people, it seemed like two dishes were boiled.

After taking a bite of ramen, we cracked open some soju and said, “Ta-da!” And had a glass of it each.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Gong Si-ion’s face gradually turned red.

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“It’s hot to drink while eating spicy food, producer!”

“Oh, I’m getting a little excited too.”

“That’s right!”

I was happy to be drinking and eating ramen with such a pretty girl late at night.

After eating all the ramen like this, I thought all I had to do was put him in a taxi and send him off.

Suddenly Gong Si On took off his clothes.

All t-shirts and miniskirts.

“Shi, Shion?!”

I was embarrassed and screamed.

“I wore it like this because I wanted to show the producer in real life, not in a photo!”

Gong Si-on wearing a bikini, which I received in the photo earlier,

It was sitting right before my eyes.

Rubber rustle.

Gong Si-ion took something out of a black plastic bag.

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… No sh*t, this is a condom.

“I’ll take care of everything!”

I sang the national anthem in my heart.