I Became a Producer Who Rewrites Idols

70 – Band Idol (3)

The quintuplets got up from the sofa to return to their semi-basement house in Bucheon.

Vice President Lim Boo-gil will rent the live club for free, so I made a promise to show off my skills.

“Oh, wait a minute.”

As they were about to leave the vice president’s office, Vice President Im Boo-gil stopped them.

Second—Hwang So-min answered bluntly, “Why?”

Vice President Gil took out his wallet from his pocket.

Then he held out two 50,000 won bills.

“There’s no taxi fare to go home, right?”

“… ….”

The second child, who is reluctant to accept the two bills because it seems like he is trying to ingratiate himself with money, is Hwang So-min.

But the youngest, Hwang So-jeong, bowed down to his waist and accepted the money.

Second — Hwang Hwang-min wanted to tell him to throw away that dirty money right away, but he didn’t have an alternative.

“… “I’ll pay you back later.”

Secondly, words without a specific date were the best Hwang So-min could do.

Vice President Lim Boo-gil spoke with a smile after hearing the second child’s words.

“Think of it as an interview fee and just keep it.”

Is 100,000 won the price of gum for a vice president?

Only the youngest—Hwang So-jung said, “Thank you,” And the other sisters left the GI Production office without saying a word.

In order to reduce the taxi fare even a little, I searched for a Bucheon taxi on the street for 30 minutes.

I made excuses to the taxi driver and the quintuplets all got into a 5-seater car.

The youngest sitting in the back row—Hwang So-jeong quietly opened his mouth.

“Even if you’re not an idol, you all know that things can’t go on like this.”

“”… ….””

She wanted to achieve her dream, so she was willing to starve, but

There is no point in starving to death.

I heard that another band that started at the same time as them had already signed a contract with a famous indie label last year.

Second – Hwang So-min said, placing one hand on his left cheek.

“Let’s become popular on the live show that the man said he would do for free.”

“Surely, sister, if you become popular there, you can just pretend not to know the vice president?”

When her youngest child, Hwang So-jeong, turned her head to her second child, Hwang So-min and asked, she lowered her head slightly.

“T, you can just give the entire ticket price to that man. “If we just gather people on live, isn’t that guy no loss anyway?”

“That’s true, but gathering people is not something that is easy for us to do….”

“Hey, youngest. Why are you so obsessed with defeatism? Well, I still don’t want to be an idol. Even what, a s*xy concept? Bunny girl? I was out of my mind.”

A conversation between the youngest and second child running on a parallel track.

Until we arrived at the semi-basement house in Bucheon, the taxi was just quiet.

The taxi driver, whose hobby is chatting with customers, just kept his mouth shut and focused on driving due to the serious mood of the quintuplets.

*

A few days later, the youngest member, Hwang So-jeong, received a text message from Vice President Lim Boo-gil on his smartphone.

They rented out a live club in Hongdae.

It was Saturday next week.

She immediately told her sisters the news.

“Uh, where is the live club…?” ?”

First—Hwang So-rin carefully asked the youngest.

The youngest showed Vice President Lim Boo-gil’s text message to everyone.

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Second, I found information about live clubs on the Internet.

“Maximum capacity: 500 people….”

“”Oh, five hundred people?!””

It was one of the largest live clubs in Hongdae.

It was a few steps away from the subway station, so accessibility was great.

The conditions themselves were perfect.

The quintuplets immediately picked up their instruments and put headphones on their heads.

I had a feeling that this might be my last big live performance.

Except for the youngest—Hwang So-jeong.

The youngest also started practicing with a drum practice pad between his legs.

She realized Vice President Lim Boo-gil’s intentions, and the ending of this live was a video even if you didn’t see it.

***

“How is it?”

I played a song written by quintuplets and posted it on the Internet to Jeong Byeong-seo, a composer at GI Productions.

My intuition is important, but I should also listen to the opinions of experts.

“Wow.”

Composer Byeong-seo Jeong pressed the pause button on her smartphone screen and took off the headphones from her head.

“It’s five minutes before the arrangement changes. No, it’s already a mess.”

“What about the composition itself?”

“The melody itself is okay, but the chords are put in strangely, and the intensity of the instruments cannot be controlled, so it hurts my ears.”

“I see….”

Anyway, the important thing is that the composing ability to create a melody itself is fine.

In that case, it was enough of a promotional element to say that the arrangement was left to composer Jeong Byeong-seo, but the composition was done by the band itself.

After leaving composer Jeong Byeong-seo’s studio, I entered the practice room of vocal trainer Song Hyun-seung, right next door.

And he asked him to listen to the quintuplets’ song as well.

“It feels like I’m clumsily imitating a foreign rocker.”

Severe criticism from vocal trainer Song Hyeon-song continued.

If there was one thing he praised, it was that all of the quintuplets were good at playing an instrument.

It’s because it’s not harmonious due to the strange arrangement.

As he was the director of a practical music academy, he seemed to know not only vocals but also general instruments to some degree.

I left the vocal practice room and returned to the vice president’s office.

Secretary Jeong Song-i was tapping away at her keyboard.

“Producer.”

He turned his head back slightly, looked at my face, and spoke to me.

“Uh.”

“… Do you like bunny girls?”

“… ….”

I seemed to be asking because the youngest of the quintuplets, Hwang So-jeong, dressed up as a bunny girl the other day.

But he had to be a perverted producer to the quintuplets, and he wanted to be a gentleman to others.

“No, I don’t really like it.”

Secretary Jeong Song-i brings her eyebrows together,

“Lie.”

She spoke softly.

“It’s real.”

“So, as soon as Ms. Hwang So-jeong saw the bunny girl cosplay, her face turned bright red.”

“… ….”

It was impossible to hide even the realm of the unconscious.

“Sometimes I’m confused as to whether the producer likes women or doesn’t really like them.”

“I’m not touching you, I’m straight.”

“Then why do you leave an easy woman like me alone?”

“That and this are different…” .”

Because you can’t stop it without thinking about what happens next.

And I hope people don’t call themselves too easy-going.

Secretary Jeong Song-i took out her smart phone from her pocket with a slightly pouting expression. She

She lowered her head a little and looked at the screen.

Ding—.

A tapping sound rang from my pocket.

When I took out my smartphone,

[Secretary Jeong Song-i: (A photo was sent.)] There was a notification saying

.

I checked what photo was sent.

I almost got scared as soon as I saw it.

It was a photo taken by secretary Jeong Song-i, cosplaying as a bunny girl, in front of a mirror with her smartphone.

She seemed to have taken the photo at her own home.

The leotard was more exposed than the one I wore for Hwang So-jeong, and the ilium line was clear.

“What do you think? I’m fine enough, right?”

“No, Songi, I already know that you have a nice body…” .”

I’ve already seen a more revealing bikini.

“I think you forgot.”

For some reason, Secretary Jeong Song-i seemed a bit dissatisfied.

Has her power of kissing fallen a bit?

I need to progress just a little bit further.

“Come to work.”

“Yes?”

Jeong Song firmly grabbed the secretary’s shoulders with both hands.

Then she was pushed hard onto the guest table and laid down.

Like a girl, she placed her hands together respectfully on her chest.

My breathing also became a little faster.

Jeong Song leaned closer to the secretary’s red face.

She then pursed her lips.

Approximately 1 minute.

“The end.”

“…… Yes?! “This is the end?!”

When I helped Jeong Song up her secretary from her table, she actually got angrier.

“At least D, you should at least give me a deep kiss!”

“I don’t think I can stand it if we go deep kissing.”

“No, don’t hold back!!”

Secretary Jeong Song-i shouted, but she ignored me and sat down in my seat.

Then she said, “Really, really…” .” She said and put her ass back in her seat.

… After making sure she had her eyes fixed on her monitor, she secretly saved the photo she sent of her bunny girl cosplay.

***

The accommodation where Afternoon Sweets members and Yeom Seon-jeong live together.

Cursed Dolls members came out of nowhere.

Across the table, Afternoon Sweets members—Jo Min-joo and Yeom Seon-jeong—sat on one side, and Cursed Dolls members sat on the other side.

Afternoon Sweets member: Koo Ga-eun followed Jo Min-joo’s words and went into her room.

“You came because of me, right?”

Jo Min-ju was the first to speak to her.

Yeom Seon-jeong was frightened by the looks the Cursed Dolls members were giving her.

Like a cartoon she saw in her old days, she thought she was stabbing herself in the stomach with a knife and thinking, ‘There’s nothing inside.’

Cursed Dolls Member — Gong Si On said, tilting his head slightly.

“I heard that Mr. Seon-jeon there got engaged to the producer of his own accord.”

Jo Min-joo smiled and answered.

“Whoever Seonjeong unnie gets engaged to, when and where, what does that have to do with you seniors?”

“There’s no way it doesn’t matter, right? Minju, aren’t you angry too?”

“Not at all? “I plan to be second no matter who you marry.”

“Just pretend to be cool.”

Gong Shi-on’s sharp gaze fell into Jo Min-joo’s eyes.

Jo Min-ju thought that if Gong Si-on died like this, she would come out as a ghost with deep resentment.

I slowly rolled my eyes and looked at Yeom Seon-jeong, and sure enough, I saw her hands shaking under the table.

Since she is planning to become the headquarters person, she just needs to be confident….

“If you look closely, the seniors have a very awkward attitude.”

“… I beg your pardon?”

“Do you know what it is called a harem? “A man having multiple women.”

“I know.”

“Me and Seon Seon decided not to care at all about how many women he has. But seniors want to be exclusive, but they also want to share.”

But at Jo Min-joo’s words, Gong Si-on raised one corner of her mouth and sneered.

“It’s easier said than done. The three of us are closer and closer than friends. So, men also decided to share.”

Gong Si-on turned her head towards Yeomjeon and continued her words.

“But sharing a man with a woman who doesn’t? I can’t do it. “I can’t sleep with a woman I don’t even know very well!”

Yeom Seon-jeong was shocked by Gong Si-on’s words.

It’s strange, didn’t we become friends at the Jeju Island pension?

She’s a woman I don’t even know….

In the past, when she was in school, there were times when she thought she was the only friend, but she never thought she would be like that again this time.

Jo Min-ju said with a grin.

“Then give up, uncle.”

“What?!”

Gong Shi-on suddenly stood up.

But Jo Min-joo continued speaking calmly.

“I don’t know if he really doesn’t know, or if he’s just trying to pretend not to know, but he’s trying to create a harem right now.”

“… ….”

“It looks like he also went on a date with Berryz seniors. “If Mr. Jeon wants it, I plan to make Ga-eun like him on purpose and add her to his harem.”

“Stop bragging! Bona Mana, Seon Seon, if you marry the producer, you’re planning on throwing out all the other women, including Minjoo, right?”

Yeom Seon-jeong, who suddenly had an arrow flying at him, made a confused sound, “Yes, yes?”

First, she expressed her thoughts.

“I, I can’t even do any housework. Well, since it’s a harem anyway, I’m thinking of leaving all the housework to the producer’s other women….”

“… Yes? “No, isn’t that a domestic helper?”

Gong Si-on, taken aback by Yeom Seon-jeon’s words, could not keep her mouth shut.

“Well, my grandparents passed away at an early age, and Joe, the land they owned was quite large. Oh, and by building a large single-family home there, I and others can have babies comfortably in fresh air….”

“Baby… ?”

“If there are too many, it will be difficult to raise them, so I think it would be appropriate to have three children per child.”

“… ….”

Each person gives birth to three children.

If so, Yeom Seon-jeong and Jo Min-ju alone already have six babies.

It was Jo Min-joo’s first time hearing a specific number, and he stared at Yeom Seon-jeong’s face.

Cursed Dolls member—Choi Ju-yoon spoke to Yeom Seon-jeong in a low voice.

“Hey… , If you do that, the producer’s back will be bent…. In an era where even three babies are called patriots…….”

But Yeom Seon-jeong tilted her head and answered.

“Ha, isn’t it natural since I have a harem…? ?”

All Cursed Dolls members were stunned by Yeom Seon-jeong’s infinitely clear expression.