Chapter 163 – How Are the Two Related?
After the dinner, the accommodation in The Queens.
“My sister… I’m heavy…”
“Oh, my Minji is heavy, so what should I do~ Will unnie listen to me~?”
“Now, even your body… You can’t control it…!”
Rattle.
Park Min-ji barely opened the dorm door with a desperate hand gesture, leaning on her older sisters on her shoulders, and threw the two women in front of the front door.
Fluff.
After collapsing, Shin So-ye and Im Ha-eun filled the narrow entrance.
Park Min-ji catches his breath as he sees the two women getting drunk and moving more.
Hehe…”
“Ah, as expected, the house is comfortable… It’s cool…”
“Ugh, put me in the room~”
“Sisters… Go directly to the room… Please…”
“Wow, sir, sir~”
“Minji, you have to deliver to the door bar! The courier can’t even do that much!?”
In fact, Shin So-ye and Im Ha-eun were not even drunk.
She was just pleasantly drunk, and it was no big deal to go back to her room as long as she wanted to.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Park Min-ji to come up to the dorm with the two women.
It just felt so good, and that’s why it was fun to joke around with Minji Park.
“I’m not a courier… Hueng…”
Park Min-ji didn’t know that fact and faithfully replied to each one of them.
That was when she took a deep breath again and came over to lift her two older sisters.
“Wow!?”
As soon as Park Min-ji bowed her waist, Shin So-ye hugged Park Min-ji, and the three women ended up lying on the porch together.
“Let’s rest for a bit~ I’ll move~”
“Okay~ Wait a minute! Let’s rest and move~”
“Ugh…”
Shin So-ye and Im Ha-eun held Park Min-ji between their breasts and rubbed against each other.
Like a cat possessed by children, Park Min-ji couldn’t say anything and had to suffer(?) Being caught in the middle.
“Ah~ I feel good~ Umm, Minji’s cheeks are so soft~”
In the meantime, Shin So-ye rubs Park Min-ji’s cheeks with her hand.
“It’s good, I hope tomorrow will be the same as today~”
“Keukkeuk, then will Cheonbom appear again?”
Im Ha-eun criticized her, but Shin So-ye affirmed in a voice that said nothing was wrong.
“It’s okay~ that girl too~”
“Ow, you’ve developed sympathy and become very generous, sister.”
“It’s not like sympathy.”
“Then… What is it…?”
At those words, Shin So-ye became quiet for a moment.
“…Use value?”
“Huh? What does that mean?”
Bom Cheon is a very good composer.
Looking at the quality of the songs she received and the results of Haeun Lim’s vocal training, there is no doubt about her ability.
A composer like that will help The Queens continue to rise and Lee Se-jin continue to build outstanding performance as a manager.
If he is a manager who can always produce good songs and has strong connections with top composers in the country, how much will his position in the company rise?
“No, you don’t have to know.”
“Oh yeah.”
Thanks to her drunkenness, Im Ha-eun seemed troublesome to think about.
He raised an eyebrow at Shinso’s elusive words, then turned her attention to Park Min-ji’s cheek.
Booby, boobies, boobies.
Malang malang malang malang.
“Hoheheeng…”
For about 5 minutes, Park Min-ji’s cheeks became soft and warm from the hands of the two older sisters.
***
The next morning, at the idol department office.
As soon as I came in to report on the awards ceremony, the manager approached me.
“Hey hey hey hey what’s going on?”
While very upset.
“Why are you like that? What’s going on?”
“Yes! Hey, what is this article about?”
“Hey, could it be that there was something bad about our kids? Or something…”
“That’s not it. The kids are fine.”
“Phew, then why are you so upset?”
The manager who urgently puts his phone on my words.
On the screen, there was an article titled 〈 Triangular relationship between a famous composer and manager, catastrophe? 〉.
What’s so big about dating rumors between a manager and a composer who aren’t kids?
“Read it quickly dude, it’s your story.”
“Yes?”
At that, I took the cell phone from the manager’s hand and read the article.
[In the hallway of Gocheok Dome, where the TTS awards ceremony is being prepared, two men were witnessing a fierce fight with Cheon Bom, a popular composer…]
The moment I read the first sentence, I knew that it had happened in the hallway yesterday.
I thought there was no one in the hallway, but there were witnesses.
Boy, this was a big deal for me.
[…Mr. Kang, claiming to be Cheonbom’s boyfriend, testified that Mr. Lee suddenly broke in and assaulted him…]
Along with those words, the picture that was taken was of me holding Kang Yoon’s wrist as he flirted with Cheon Bom.
His face was moderately mosaic, but I was recognizable to anyone who knew me.
But violence, what do you mean?
“Here, Ms. Kang, are you sure you are manager Kangyoon?”
The southern chief nodded.
“What the hell happened yesterday?”
“Yesterday, manager Kang pointed out Mr. Bom Cheon and stopped him, but…”
If you look at the article, people who don’t know the circumstances are written in a way that is just misunderstood.
Kang Yoon scolded Cheon Bom, and while I stopped it, I explained to the Nambu chief how a little scuffle had occurred.
After hearing my explanation, the southern chief put his hand on his forehead.
“Ha, that bastard made an accident again… I thought I would go over it quietly at the end of the year.”
“Again…”
“It’s not once or twice that this madman flirts with women.”
He said it was Yeomisae, so did the manager know about it?
“I’ll make the article go down immediately…”
I said that and stopped.
I thought of a countermeasure reflexively, but it was because I soon realized that the current situation was a little ambiguous.
‘It’s not a scandalous article about the kids in charge of our company.’
If there is a scandalous article about an idol, the countermeasure has already been decided.
However, Bom Cheon is neither an idol nor a member of our company in the first place, but a freelancer.
Although Kang-yoon had an accident, it might be more appropriate to view this as an individual-to-individual affair rather than a company-level piece of shit.
‘At this rate, it’s ambiguous to ask the manager.’
Since Kang-yoon has acted like a dog, the best thing to do is to ask the manager to punish him at the company level and give him a blow when he meets him in person.
But asking the company to take down the article… Shall I listen to this?
The identities of me and Kang-yoon are still hidden, so there is no loss at the company level.
Ultimately, it is still a matter of a very personal level.
“Manager Kangyoon hasn’t gone to work yet, right?”
“Huh. I don’t even get a call, you bastard.”
“Please contact me when he comes.”
“Wait, where are you going?”
“By now, the reporters must have flocked to Bom Cheon, right?”
“Well, I guess.”
Then there is only one thing to worry about now, Cheonbom.
Since it’s a well-known name composer, even if it’s not to the extent of celebrities or idols, reporters must be flocking to it and harassing it.
“I’ll go visit Mr. Cheon Bom for a bit. You will need help.”
The two of you will need to talk about how to deal with it.
“Oh yeah, it’s good to help Mr. Cheonbom. Go quickly.”
I just bowed roughly to the manager’s words and left the office right away.
…Anyway, why are all the managers at this company just weird people?
***
At that time, Cheon Bom looked out the window at the reporters who had gathered in front of her house, and she was trying to figure out what had happened to her.
“Haa… What kind of article is this…”
Searching the Internet on her phone for a while, she quickly found an article in which Kang Yoon claimed to be her girlfriend.
Yesterday, I cried and cried in front of Lee Se-jin and said everything, but the next day, an article like this appeared.
Is the world making fun of me?
It was Cheonbom who was irritated for nothing, but she was just there.
‘I should go out and protest who posted this article.’
The content of the article is wrong.
If you tell the reporters this, it will soon subside, and it will be just an annoying but minor happening.
Rattle.
As soon as Cheon Bom opened the door, she approached her as if the reporters had been waiting.
“Chun Bom, there was an article saying that she had a lover. Is it true?”
“Who is the Mr. Kang mentioned in the article?”
“Since when have you been dating this person?”
“Who is your aunt?”
“Everyone, please be quiet. I will tell you everything from now on. He won’t say anything if you don’t keep quiet, so be aware of that…”
It was at that moment when Cheon Bom was about to go out and talk her out, stopping her reporters.
“Is this Mr. Kang Mo here really Mr. Kang Yoon? Of Dao Entertainment.”
One reporter mentioned his real name.
‘Haa, damn it.’
When one person mentions his/her real name in a gathering of reporters, it takes an instant for that real name to spread all over the place.
So, you have to cut it right here and there.
“No, absolutely not.”
“Are you saying the name is wrong, or that it’s a relationship…”
“It’s not a romantic relationship.”
“Then is it true that you are Mr. Kang?”
“What is your relationship like?”
Damn journalists.
They just said they weren’t lovers, but in an instant it creates an atmosphere that there is definitely some kind of relationship with that person.
“No relationship whatsoever!”
“But the article came out like this…”
“Looking at the picture here, it looks like there was a fight.”
I tried hard to deny it, but it didn’t help much.
Reporters inflated their imaginations and asked Cheonbom to make up facts that did not exist.
‘Damn it, they don’t even listen to me.’
It is easy to say that something exists or that something is suspicious is suspected, but it is difficult to deny that something does not exist or that it is not.
Just as it is easy to question the existence of black swans, it is difficult to prove that there are no black swans.
“Then who is this aunt?”
“That person…”
That’s why, rather than denying that they weren’t in a relationship, saying that there was another lover would solve the current situation 100 times easier.
If I said that I was in a relationship with this aunt, the reporters would be interested in that direction, and I would naturally be able to convince them that Kang-yoon was a liar.
But I couldn’t.
Please tell me that you have nothing to do with him, wasn’t it after Lee Se-jin had already said that?
‘It happened because of Kang-yoon… I don’t want to involve that man anymore.’
I didn’t want to mention him to pass on my troubles.
I can’t help it, let’s endure the inconvenience for a month or two.
If you continue to deny it thoroughly, the reporters will also be broken by their own grass and fall away.
Tiriri!
At that time, Cheonbom’s cell phone rang.
Cheonbom, who still needed a moment to think, accepted the call without even checking who it was.
“Hello?”
〈Are you in a difficult situation right now?〉
It was Sejin Lee.
“Eh… You? What is it all of a sudden?”
〈Would you like me to help you?〉
This man also saw the article, so he must have a rough idea of the current situation.
I don’t know how to help, but if you help, I’d be grateful.
“That’s good.”
〈 Then Mr. Cheonbom, let’s ask one thing.〉
“What?”
〈 Is it okay if I pretend to be your boyfriend?〉
“Gagagaga suddenly, what else…!?!?”
Cheon Bom is flustered, so the reporters’ eyes are on him.
She hurriedly turned her head away from their gaze.
〈 Then this situation can be avoided for now. How is it? Are you okay?〉
“What… That’s…”
Can I suddenly do something like this under the pretext of a crisis?
“Yes.”
I was worried, but my mouth moved on its own.
Beep.
The phone call cuts off with Cheonbom’s answer.
‘What’s the point of calling and then suddenly hanging up?’
It was when Cheonbom grumbled inwardly and turned her head again.
Breaking through the reporters, Lee Se-jin appeared in front of her.
“Everything, you!? How is this… No, you were watching!?”
Lee Se-jin did not answer, but came and stood next to her, and she spoke to the reporters in a confident voice.
“Everyone, I am Cheon Bom’s boyfriend.”
