A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 10

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 10

“Wow, crazy!”

Is this for real? I jumped up from my seat and shouted.

I hurriedly played the file and the melody of a song that had only existed in my memories flowed through the headset. It felt like a blocked passage had been completely cleared.

“What? Did your song get corrupted? Make saving a habit, you know?”

“But if it’s that song from earlier, even if it got corrupted… Maybe it’d be better to think of it as a reset and compose again?”

Leaving behind the crew hyungs who were giggling since it wasn’t their problem, I plopped back down in the chair and played the song from the beginning.

‘System, you can be helpful sometimes too. Sorry for always cursing you as a damn system that’s never any fucking help in life.’

I expressed my heartfelt gratitude and apology internally while tapping the desk to the rhythm.

Since it was a song completed in the early stages of composition, listening to it now with my somewhat improved skills, I could feel places that needed minor adjustments.

Checking the other songs in the folder, I could easily get 4 B-side tracks.

Since I had been prepared for all-nighters during follow-up song preparation and activities, with the workload suddenly reduced, I felt like I’d received a gift and cheerfully downed my beer.

[Excessive drinking detected.]

[Initial Intentions -1]

Hey, it’s only three cans of beer? I take back what I said about being helpful, damn it. Don’t you know moderate drinking helps with creativity? Huh?

My Initial Intentions are already in a precarious state after that whole thing with the members, so let’s not deduct points for stuff like this, okay?

I took off the headset and played the music again. As I hummed along to the melody filling the studio, I stopped the song when the first verse ended.

When I spun the chair around, the hyungs who had been nodding their heads to the rhythm all looked at me at once.

“How’s this one?”

“Did you get possessed? How did you modify it like that in less than 10 minutes?”

“Hey, this is way better than before, way better.”

It wasn’t divine grace, but if I had to say, the system’s blessing? Of course, the system didn’t write the lyrics directly – it brought me what my past self had done. But still, this is something, right?

I pulled out the USB, put it in my jacket pocket, and got up from the chair.

Since I couldn’t drink more anyway and couldn’t work with those guys camping out in the studio, there was no need to stay longer.

“Leaving already?”

“Yeah, you hyungs have fun.”

I left the studio hearing Yongcheol hyung’s half-laughing scolding about how anyone listening would think it was my studio.

The alcohol buzz that made me feel good without being drunk, the verse that had finally been resolved after days of being stuck, the close hyungs I hadn’t seen in a while before our relationship soured.

Thanks to these combined factors, the shitty mood I had when leaving the dormitory had long since disappeared. I felt like I could magnanimously forgive even Seo Yehyeon’s provocations right now.

“I’m back.”

I greeted them as I entered the dormitory, but no one welcomed me. Why does this remind me of the end before regression when everyone completely ignored me?

I flung open the room door and shouted.

“Ah, come out so we can talk! We have schedules tomorrow too, we can’t keep going like this!”

“Anyone listening would think that bastard did nothing wrong.”

I barely suppressed the anger that almost reflexively burst out at Seo Yehyeon, who muttered loud enough for me to hear while getting up from bed.

Right, when dealing with that guy, let’s treat him like a newborn fawn.

Let’s be fucking careful. So that glass heart and glass mentality don’t get scratched.

Even the youngest members came trudging out of their room, and all five of us gathered closely in the narrow living room.

The atmosphere was still as heavy as before I left the dormitory, so I cleared my throat a couple times and opened my mouth.

“Now, shall we try having something called a conversation?”

“Who was it that ruined the mood and stormed out of the dormitory?”

Be patient, I must be patient. I barely suppressed the rising anger at Seo Yehyeon’s words, which were still as twisted as ever.

“Both of you stop fighting. You said let’s talk.”

“We haven’t fought yet.”

I protested with a very wronged expression to Gyeon Hajun, who was keeping me and Seo Yehyeon far apart. Then I put down the bag containing soju that I’d bought at the convenience store before coming to the dormitory.

“Youngest, bring some cups.”

This kind of talk needs alcohol as accompaniment. Ryu Jaehee looked back and forth between me and Gyeon Hajun.

Before I could say something about whose approval he was seeking, Gyeon Hajun sighed and gestured for him to bring them.

Soon a drinking session was fully set up with snacks we’d secretly hidden from Manager Hyung. The two youngest members, who were minors, were given non-alcoholic cocktail drinks instead of soju to at least get in the mood.

It was the world’s most boring drinking session with no toasts or conversation, just tilting our glasses. Compared to the lively drinking session I’d just had at the studio, it felt even more suffocating.

In the midst of this, Seo Yehyeon was showing his venom by not eating any snacks and only downing straight soju.

As soon as I took a sip of the soju poured in my cup, the system pounced on me like a hawk and deducted Initial Intentions.

[Excessive drinking detected.]

[Initial Intentions -1]

Hey, this drinking is absolutely necessary for the group’s teamwork and relationship recovery, okay?

Let’s have some flexibility, System. You were so quick when rolling the random ticket.

Whether my argument worked or not, when I took another sip, my Initial Intentions weren’t deducted. Only then did I drink freely with peace of mind.

When the alcohol had risen enough, I looked around at Gyeon Hajun and Seo Yehyeon’s faces, which had turned red, and opened my mouth.

“First, is there anyone who got upset because of me during today’s internal meeting?”

I thought only Seo Yehyeon would raise his hand, but surprisingly everyone raised their hands.

Hmm, so the Initial Intentions deduction for causing discord isn’t based on the number of people upset with me, but just the act itself. I like that one thing.

If it weren’t for that, I would have already regressed a hundred times.

Seo Yehyeon, frowning deeply, asked sarcastically.

“Do you know why we’re upset with you?”

“What do you take me for? Of course I know.”

I leaned back against the sofa while sitting on the floor and smiled leisurely. I’m saying I already came with the answer sheet.

“You’re upset that I unilaterally pushed for follow-up song activities without asking for your opinions, right?”

As soon as I finished speaking, an even deeper silence fell over the already quiet dormitory.

What, was that wrong…? Right, there’s no way our members would be petty enough to get upset over something like this.

“You knew…?”

At Gyeon Hajun’s muttering, which clearly showed he found it very unexpected, I choked while tilting my cup and coughed.

I got the right answer, but I’m not happy at all.

How am I supposed to lead these glass-hearted guys to the first tier?

I rubbed my face dry while thinking about how to respond.

Should I become a socially aware but morally bankrupt person who knew but still ruined the dormitory atmosphere and stormed out, or a socially unaware but true leader who belatedly realized his mistake and is reflecting?

[I recommend the latter.]

Unable to watch my heart leaning toward the former, the system intervened. It felt like a cheat that rescues players who only choose bad ending routes in dating sims.

“No, I didn’t know when I said those words, but while getting some air and thinking slowly, I realized I was too self-righteous. I should have asked for your opinions too.”

Of course, even if I had asked, we definitely would have ended up promoting , but surely there wasn’t an idiot who wanted to continue promoting with a flop song like ?

Kim Dobin raised his hand high and spoke.

“I wanted to continue promoting with .”

There really was an idiot who wanted to promote with a song that had no future.

Hey man, your part is ‘Stars twinkle, eyes twinkle too.’ You want to keep singing this? Are you serious?

As I stared at Kim Dobin in shock, Kim Dobin slammed his cup down loudly and sighed before speaking.

“Honestly, creating new choreography for and doing stage practice in just one week seems impossible.”

“What’s impossible about it?”

“I have to choreograph everything! I already reworked the entire debut song! Hire a famous choreographer!”

That thoughtless, inconsiderate bastard. He wants to stay on a sinking ship just because choreographing is bothersome? And when the hell did he drink so much?

The guy’s face was flushed as he rolled around on the floor throwing a tantrum.

I caught Ryu Jaehee’s hand as it sneakily reached for the cup with soju and downed it in one shot. Don’t act like that fool – drink when you become an adult, man.

“If you want to take it easy and keep pushing that damn song, forget about hiring famous choreographers – you’ll have to keep choreographing forever.”

Despite my advice containing future spoilers, I looked at the guy still flailing his limbs in protest and spoke in a seriously lowered voice.

“So let’s suffer through this just once—I’ll stay up all night to help you.”

Since I got the USB with the song anyway, we have plenty of time. At my words, Kim Dobin’s struggling body came to a complete stop.

“…That’s the first time you’ve actually looked like a leader, hyung.”

“What, you little bastard?”

So you’re saying I don’t usually look like a leader. Kim Dobin flinched at my indignant outburst.

“So, what’s your answer?”

“Sorry, I was just throwing a tantrum. I like One Chance better than Come to My Universe too.”

For a tantrum, it seemed pretty damn sincere.

I rubbed my brow and asked the youngest member, who was still eyeing the alcohol.

“Ryu Jaehee, no opinion?”

“As long as it’s not , any song is okay with me.”

“Jun, what about you? Is it okay to promote with ?”

“Well… it’s better than our title track.”

My gaze passed over the two who were nodding in agreement and reached Seo Yehyeon. Seo Yehyeon put down his cup, crossed his arms, and sneered.

“What can I do? I’m not okay with it.”

Fuck, two idiots on the team. The road ahead is rough, really.

Whether my devastated feelings showed clearly on my face, Seo Yehyeon stopped smirking and frowned deeply.

“Hey, you know too. I barely memorized the choreography for .”

Did he…? Since pre-debut was 7 years ago by my standards, I don’t really remember.

But considering that guy’s dismal skills back then, it was entirely possible.

“I’ll help you practice. That works, right?”

“You want me to practice while hearing harsh words again, like how even a marionette would move its joints better than me?”

With his firm resolve to absolutely not agree with my opinion, I grabbed Seo Yehyeon and shook him urgently.

“Ah, I got it! I absolutely won’t say harsh things! I’ll help you practice while showering you with nothing but praise!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really! If I say anything harsh, I’ll give you 100,000 won each time.”

Only after he didn’t trust me and even finished recording did Seo Yehyeon nod and agree to do follow-up song activities with .

Unifying opinions is really difficult.

Having barely gotten everyone’s agreement, I used the alcohol as courage to bring up something I had to say.

“You all know I’m a bit indifferent, right?”

“Is that being indifferent? You just live without reading the damn room.”

I forced a smile while looking at Seo Yehyeon, who interrupted with slurred pronunciation.

Be patient. Three patience characters and even my initial intentions can avoid a 1-point deduction.

Whether I liked it or not, I looked around at the members who were all in the same boat and grinned.

“So, if there’s ever anything that hurts your feelings because of me, tell me the reason right away. I’ll try my best to fix it.”

That way my initial intentions score won’t get deducted further. I don’t want to regress when I’m barely chart-in status.

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