"P-President!! We have a big problem!!!"
A somewhat dopey-looking man wearing round glasses burst through the large door. The woman, who had been lying around lazily, jolted up in surprise.
"Ah, you scared me!! I told you to knock and get permission before coming in!!"
"A-Ah! Th-that's…!"
At her fierce scolding, the man panicked and ran back outside. Then, in front of the already open door, he knocked—
"Oh, for god's sake, this idiot."
The woman thought to herself, Just when will he stop doing such stupid things?
She got up as the man hesitantly reentered.
"What is it?"
"Well, um… uh…"
"…"
Seeing her face, as if she were about to sigh at any moment, the man adjusted his glasses and took a deep breath.
"Goryeo Prestige has requested a list of the celebrities and trainees affiliated with our company. Only young women, specifically."
"What? Goryeo Prestige?"
"It's the holding company of the Goryeo Group."
"I know that much!"
The woman shouted and got up from her seat, pacing around the desk.
"What business does the Goryeo Group have with a small company like ours? We haven't done anything to offend them, have we?"
"Well, President, we're not just a small company. We are a certified excellent enterprise designated by Incheon City. By classification, we are a strong small enterprise."
"…"
The woman almost said something but held back.
That clueless fool had always been like this, even back in school.
There was no way he would change just because she pointed it out now… unfortunately.
"Goryeo Prestige is more than just a holding company—it's where the Main family's lackeys gather. There's no way they suddenly became interested in our talents out of nowhere. Find out who's behind this. We need to understand their intent to respond appropriately."
"Oh, I already looked into that."
"Really?"
The man handed over a document.
"The person who made the request is a woman named Seo Eun-mi. She became Go Mu-yeol's secretary as of today."
"Ah."
The woman sighed as she took the document.
Go Mu-yeol.
To the general public, he was completely unknown, but in the entertainment industry, there was no more infamous grandson of the Goryeo Group.
A man addicted to women and drugs, he would immediately send DMs or contact agencies to make advances whenever he found a celebrity he liked.
If he were just some crazy guy, he could be ignored, but the problem was that he was a member of the Goryeo Group's Main family.
"So, it's finally happening… Ha…"
The woman ruffled her hair.
Of course, this was the same bastard who had constantly sent DMs to the celebrities under Rainbow Miracle, the agency she managed.
Up until now, he hadn't contacted the company directly, but that ended today.
This day had finally come.
"What should we do?"
"…"
What should they do?
"…Did they only ask for the list? No other requests?"
"They asked for photos to be sent along with it."
"No, I mean, was there any other request?"
"Oh! They asked for the list to be organized by group—"
"For fuck's sake, seriously."
"T-There were no other requests! Yes! Just the request for the list!"
"Ha… If it's that perverted bastard, he would normally request specific names or something. No, that has to be his real goal."
It was an open secret that wealthy men spent their excess money indulging in debauchery with female celebrities.
But even among them, Go Mu-yeol was excessive.
His reputation was so bad that the entire industry was well aware of him.
If someone like him was personally contacting agencies, it was obvious what he was after.
"For now, send them the list as requested. Also, contact our talents and check if any of them have received a DM from that guy recently."
"Yes. U-Understood."
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Two Hours Later
"P-President!! We have a big problem!!!"
Once again, the man practically slammed open the office door as he rushed in.
"…"
The woman sighed, already used to this.
There was no point in saying anything. It would just be a waste of breath.
"Well? Did you find out anything?"
"Y-Yes. None of them have received any messages from him recently. But that's not the issue—"
"He hasn't DMed anyone recently? Then he's just going to look at the list and pick? Does he think this place is his personal brothel or something?"
"T-That's not the issue, President!!"
"Then what is the issue?"
"H-He's coming."
"…?"
"Go Mu-yeol said he's coming here in person!!"
"What?!"
The woman jumped out of her seat.
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Through the window, the dense forest of skyscrapers passed by.
As expected of a mega-city accommodating 30 million people, Incheon was packed with suffocating high-rises no matter where you went.
Among them, the most extreme areas were Songdo Future City, where the uppermost elite resided, and the newly developed Ganghwa Economic Special Zone.
They had redeveloped an entire island as large as Incheon's mainland, turning it into a packed urban jungle rivaling Hong Kong.
And at the center of that Ganghwa Economic Special Zone was the place I was headed.
"Hm… Is it really that impressive?"
Lim Su-ah, who was driving, tilted her head while looking at a floating image in the air.
"Master, no matter how I look at it, they seem just average. Are these people really that special?"
"They are."
Because in just two years, they would become the world's top idols.
Right now, they might seem unimpressive. Their baby fat hadn't completely faded yet, so their true faces hadn't fully emerged.
"Heh… Well, it's your taste, Master, so I'll respect it, but…"
"What's the point of your respect?"
I lightly kicked her seat as a way of telling her to stop saying unnecessary things and focus on driving.
She quickly shut her mouth with an "Eek. S-Sorry."
She really talked too much.
Of course, if she were completely silent like a government spy sitting next to me, that would be its own kind of problem.
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Rainbow Miracle Underground Parking Lot
"We've arrived, President."
The moment we entered a formal setting, Su-ah adjusted her tone without fail and opened my door.
As I stepped out of the car, several people from Rainbow Miracle were already waiting.
There were large men in black suits and tall, slender women.
"…Who the hell is she?"
The woman standing in the center was so stunning that the words slipped out involuntarily.
Did that mean I recognized her? No, I had never seen her before.
Even digging through my knowledge of the game, I couldn't recall anyone with her appearance.
She approached.
She wore a business-like smile, but her expression wasn't particularly warm.
I could sense something beyond it—contempt, perhaps?
"If you're wondering 'who the hell is she?' it's only right that I answer, isn't it?"
She spoke in a sultry voice, stepping closer and handing me a business card.
"I'm Kang Emilia, the president of Rainbow Miracle. Please, call me Emilia."
"Emilia?"
She's a company president?
Her?
"Yes. Shall we head inside first? This isn't exactly the kind of conversation we should be having out here."
"Ah, sure. Let's do that."
So she's running an entertainment agency?
Was she an actress who transitioned into management?
Either way, it was shocking.
Guess this really is a game-world setting. Beautiful women keep appearing out of nowhere.
Even without saying anything, the average attractiveness of the people I randomly passed by was incomparable to my previous world.
With a bit of exaggeration, it felt like everyone here was a supermodel.
And then there were people like Lim Su-ah, Seo Eun-mi, and Kang Emilia—characters who had that unmistakable named NPC aura—whose beauty was on an even higher level, making them stand out even more.
A truly blessed world.
A world where my manhood would never have a dry day.
"Welcome to Rainbow Miracle!"
"O-Oh, w-welcome…."
After taking the elevator up to the 10th floor, where the president's office was located, a dozen women greeted me with bright smiles.
There was also a clueless-looking man among them, but he wasn't important.
"Ohh."
A spontaneous exclamation escaped me.
Each and every one of them was beautiful, wearing rather revealing outfits that accentuated their individual charms.
Everywhere I looked, my gaze landed on soft, ample curves.
"Since I heard that Young Master would be personally visiting, I quickly gathered the girls who had free schedules. Unfortunately, I couldn't bring everyone due to circumstances, so I hope you understand."
At Emilia's signal—almost as if rehearsed—two women clung to my sides while the rest surrounded me.
With a gentle squeeze, they locked their arms around mine, subtly pressing their chests against me.
The soft sensation reached my arms, and a tightness spread below my waist.
And this intoxicating fragrance…
With such a blatant physical assault, it was getting difficult to hold back.
Emilia checked her wristwatch.
"Shall we take a short break before getting to the main topic? I don't mind either way."
"Take a break?"
This was hospitality.
Recalling Go Mu-yeol's memories, entertainment agencies had teams dedicated to such "hospitality"—girls who weren't complete failures but had ambiguous positions, assigned to entertain people like me.
"President, I believe I can relay the necessary business matters myself. Why don't you take some time to rest? You've come a long way."
Quick-witted Su-ah chimed in.
"Yeah, Oppa, relax and chat with us for a bit."
"We just released a new song! We'll let you be the first to hear it!"
Over ten women pressed in, their perfume enveloping me, and in an instant, my cock was rock hard.
"…It's not like the trainees are going to run away… maybe I should take a little break?"