A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 118

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 118

After all the direct family members finished their bows, and even the nephews and nieces completed their bows, the long-awaited celebration performance time finally arrived.

I heard they had booked a trot singer and ballad singer that Grandmother liked as guest performers.

I had already spoken to the MC beforehand to squeeze my turn into the lineup. When I mentioned that the grandson was an idol, he immediately adjusted the schedule to fit me in, saying it would look great.

As the first stage ended, the MC called my name for the next performance. Receiving all the gazes directed at me, I calmly stood up.

“Well, since we’re here anyway, let’s all sing a song together.”

The 171cm guy said, lumping Ryu Jaehee and Seo Yehyeon in with himself.

“What for? I’m more than enough by myself.”

I chuckled in response and walked forward step by step, lightly gripping the microphone as I cupped the head grille with my palm.

Ah, ah. After a couple of mic tests, I grinned cheekily at Grandfather.

“It’s Grandfather’s 80th birthday, so this grandson should perform another song for you. What’s the point of having an ar-tist grandson otherwise?”

When I deliberately emphasized and drew out “artist,” Grandfather’s expression turned displeased again.

To satisfy Grandfather’s expectations as he sat with his arms crossed, looking like he wanted to see just how well I could perform, I connected my phone to play a beat and started rapping.

Hip hop was the best for livening up the atmosphere, but it was also the best for throwing cold water on it.

Especially in places with a high proportion of elderly people.

This was the first time I was voicing the diss track lyrics I had mentally written down every time the family elders said something.

Why did the pre-regression me run away from such a great stage opportunity?

If I was going to run away anyway, I should have given them a grand farewell gift like this before leaving.

The adults’ faces filled with shock after each verse was worth seeing. Of course they would be – it was a diss track about them. I didn’t leave out the cousins who had looked down on me either.

Of course, since Grandfather was the star of this 80th birthday celebration, he had the highest proportion of disses.

When the freestyle diss track disguised as a congratulatory song ended, the atmosphere became as solemn as I had expected, and I spat out one more line into the microphone.

“What, the performance is over but you’re not even clapping?”

A performance of this quality deserved appearance fees from me.

Grandmother was already holding her forehead, and Grandfather was glaring at me with a face even redder and more flushed than when I was bowing.

Considering the special circumstances of filial piety and an 80th birthday celebration, I hadn’t included a single curse word, which was truly unfair.

“Get out right now!”

At the thunderous command, I gave an exaggerated stage bow.

“Yes, then this dutiful grandson will go eat first. Everyone take your time with the cake cutting and come slowly.”

The MC hurriedly tried to salvage the chilled atmosphere. Humming the melody of the next performance, I approached Father, who had a look of enlightenment.

“Dad, just three meal tickets for me.”

Father, letting out a deep sigh, handed me three meal tickets. Looking at the deep furrow in his brow, it seemed I wouldn’t be able to go near the family home for a while.

It looked like I’d be stuck at the dormitory with the youngest line members for the entire vacation.

Before getting caught and lectured, I quickly escaped and dragged the awkwardly sitting Ryu Jaehee and Seo Yehyeon out of the banquet hall.

Once we got outside the banquet hall, Ryu Jaehee, who finally looked like he could breathe again, grumbled.

“I thought you brought us to sing a congratulatory song.”

“No? I really brought you to eat. It’s okay to mooch food from this household.”

“I think I’m going to get indigestion…”

“You would have gotten indigestion eating inside the banquet hall. But we escaped, right?”

Having gotten revenge for my long-held grudge, my insides felt as refreshing as downing 100 bottles of soda.

“I’m really seeing all kinds of things today… Coming to eat at someone else’s 80th birthday party, getting called a performer, listening to someone else’s family diss track…”

Seo Yehyeon muttered with a dazed look.

Regardless, I dragged the two of them to the buffet, presented the meal tickets, and was guided to our assigned room.

After hanging our outerwear on chairs, we immediately headed to where the buffet food was.

“Youngest Member, eat a lot. And hyung, don’t just bring back salad.”

Ryu Jaehee, who had brought back a plate full of food, said seriously to Seo Yehyeon, who was nibbling on olives.

“That’s right, Yehyeon hyung. Dinner here is 100,000 won per person.”

When did he even look that up? At Ryu Jaehee’s words, Seo Yehyeon looked down at the greens on his plate with an expression like he was really going to get indigestion.

“But I’m curious about something – if someone had filmed today’s celebration performance and uploaded it, would it have become a topic in a positive or negative direction?”

Seo Yehyeon asked seriously while chewing salmon salad. He seemed genuinely curious.

And hearing that, I became curious too. Even I thought today’s stage was really amazing.

“First off, the community post title will probably be something like ‘Legendary fire grandson who dissed grandpa with rap at his 80th birthday party ㄷㄷ'”

As expected of Ryu Jaehee, the master of community monitoring, his title-making skills were no joke.

“But our country values Confucianism, so no matter what family circumstances there are, an unfilial grandson can’t have a positive image. And as time passes, the detailed circumstances are forgotten and only the attached label remains.”

Ryu Jaehee shrugged as he stabbed a piece of meat with his fork.

“So while it would gain attention immediately, it wouldn’t be good in the long term – that’s what you’re saying.”

Ryu Jaehee, who had quickly emptied his plate, got up saying he’d get more food, and Seo Yehyeon also stood up saying he’d get some drinks.

While I was eating alone in the now empty room, a familiar face that had been peeking from outside hurriedly entered the room.

“Oppa, I’ve been looking for you forever!”

“You came?”

It was my cousin sister Yoon Jeonga, three years younger, who had bonded with me in this shitty family through our common denominator of having no academic aptitude.

Ever since I got equipped with a hip hop soul, I’d been internally spitting freestyle diss raps no matter what the family elders said, but the tender-hearted Yoon Jeonga couldn’t shake off such words.

Thanks to that, I became her dedicated tank, and among all the cousins, Yoon Jeonga followed me the most.

In my last memory, this kid who had even graduated college was back to being a high school student, making me truly feel that seven years was quite a long time.

It felt like just yesterday I sent her a million won to congratulate her college graduation.

Whether I was lost in sentiment or not, Yoon Jeonga boldly sat down next to me and made a demand.

“Yeonho oppa’s autograph, please.”

Ah, right. This kid was an Altair fan.

This was a request I had received once before regression too.

Back then, I had replied that your Yeonho oppa is someone who picks and chooses who to deal with, so he doesn’t bother with nobodies like failed idols, and got beaten up while she yelled that our Yeonho oppa isn’t that kind of person.

Considering that her cousin brother was me, not Cha Yeonho, it was quite an ironic reaction.

Hey, Cha Yeonho didn’t draw aggro by revealing his September mock exam scores when you were getting nagged about your middle school grades.

Of course, she eventually became a former fan and switched to other idols I had produced. I even got her signed albums from them.

“Did you leave the autograph with me? And our overlapping activities are over, so we won’t meet for a while.”

I crossed my arms and replied firmly, but Yoon Jeonga didn’t give up and persistently suggested alternatives.

If she had studied like that, she could have achieved the grades Grandfather wanted.

“Oppa, you’re close with Yeonho oppa. Then would a video call be possible here?”

Would that work? We’re not close.

Why does that bastard have to say we’re close on his SNS instead of just saying we’re senior-junior acquaintances who know each other moderately, making me this annoyed?

I was getting irritated and internally cursing Cha Yeonho when I calmed down. Right, Cha Yeonho probably didn’t know my cousin sister was his fan.

I wanted to tell her the truth that we weren’t close, but if that spread, it would obviously become troublesome again, so instead of making lengthy excuses, I just changed my second phone’s saved name to Cha Yeonho and called my second phone number.

Of course, no one would answer the second phone that was respectfully stored in my desk drawer at the dormitory.

“See, he’s not answering?”

“Our oppas must be really busy with their schedule…”

“That’s not targeting this oppa who leisurely came to Grandfather’s 80th birthday, is it?”

“No way, there are lots of fans of oppa’s group at our school too. We have song requests during lunch break, right? Your group’s new song definitely comes on at least once a week.”

“You didn’t request it by any chance?”

“What are you saying? I request Altair songs, why would I request your group’s songs? I streamed so much this time because I was worried about getting pushed out of first place.”

At those words, I smiled crookedly and lightly pressed Yoon Jeonga’s crown with my fingertips.

“This ungrateful little brat doesn’t know gratitude and contributes to pushing my songs down? Huh?”

“Kyaaang, a celebrity is grabbing a civilian!”

Still, since she was a girl, I didn’t use even a tenth of the force I’d use on Ryu Jaehee or Kim Dobin, but she was being dramatic.

When I removed my hand from her head, Yoon Jeonga rummaged through her bag and pulled out Rev’s first full album and a pen, holding them out to me.

“Ah, right. My friend is a Rev fan. Please sign this for her.”

“What’s your friend’s name?”

As I opened the pen cap and asked, Yoon Jeonga quickly answered.

“Kim Seoyeon, but just so you know, her bias isn’t you but that really handsome person in your group.”

“Oh, so you mean…”

I gestured toward Seo Yehyeon, who was coming back with a bowl of soup and salad, and continued.

“That guy is your friend’s bias, right?”

Following my chin gesture, Yoon Jeonga shifted her gaze and froze stiffly upon seeing Seo Yehyeon’s face as he removed his mask.

I handed the album and pen to Seo Yehyeon, who was looking back and forth between me and Yoon Jeonga with a flustered expression.

“Hyung, this kid’s friend is a fan of yours. Please give her a signature. Oh, she’s my cousin.”

Seo Yehyeon bowed his head slightly in greeting and signed the album. He even carefully wrote a thoughtful message. Ryu Jaehee also took the album and pen from beside him, signing it and writing a long message.

“Um, could I also get a signature…?”

Yoon Jeonga shyly held out her notebook. It was the first time in my life seeing that girl act like this, and it was almost creepy.

Seo Yehyeon smiled and gladly signed it for her.

“Could we take a photo together…?”

After skillfully securing a selca with Seo Yehyeon, Yoon Jeonga poked my side and whispered.

“Oppa, do you have any leftover fan club kits? You can leave out your photos.”

“If you keep that up, I might just fill it completely with only my photos.”

As Yoon Jeonga went out carrying the plate, Ryu Jaehee looked at Seo Yehyeon with admiration.

“Wow, truly Rev’s recruitment fairy. You’ve successfully gained another fan.”

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