A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 156

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 156

 

 

 

 

 

[⚠WARNING!⚠]

 

[⚠WARNING!⚠]

 

[※Direct contact with trigger elements detected※]

 

 

 

Instead of the usual blue status window, a bright red one appeared and started flashing frantically before my eyes.

 

Anyone could see this was a problematic situation.

 

I felt a nauseating pain as if my insides were turning upside down, then vomited up even the water I had swallowed along with the sleeping pill.

 

Looking at the white pill that had fallen to the floor and was slowly dissolving in the water, the headache that was already throbbing became even worse.

 

Trigger elements? No matter how much I searched my memory, I had no trauma related to sleeping pills.

 

Maybe if it were naphthalene that I mistook for mint candy as a child.

 

I had been taking pills quite well since childhood, so I didn’t have any bad memories associated with pills either.

 

 

 

[#&!Error! !Error!&#]

 

[Past fra⑇⑆▚⑉]

 

 

 

While I was blankly staring at the red status window displaying completely broken and unreadable text, suddenly my breathing became blocked as if someone was gripping my throat, and I gasped while clutching my neck.

 

At the same time, my solar plexus also ached.

 

My vision shook and flickered, then I saw an ashtray full of cigarette butts. The ashtray was placed on a shelf next to the bed.

 

And that bed was…

 

‘That’s the bed from the new house in Cheongdam-dong, isn’t it…?’

 

The bed in my memory was definitely a new bed that looked like it had never been used, but the bed I was seeing now clearly showed signs of use.

 

I don’t know what crazy bastard it was, but some lunatic had smoked cigarettes on the bed, leaving cigarette burn marks and ash stains all over the blanket.

 

Fuck, are you insane? What crazy bastard would… on someone else’s precious house bed…! My throat tightened even more with anger and I burst into coughing.

 

As my gaze shifted to the floor, I saw a cell phone with a cracked screen lying scattered on the floor as if someone had thrown it there.

 

A YouTube drama clip video that had stopped while displaying the progress bar. The person occupying the screen was definitely Gyeon Hajun.

 

I knew all the titles of dramas that Gyeon Hajun appeared in before my regression, but the drama name visible in the corner of this video was truly a name I was seeing for the first time.

 

‘What the hell…?’

 

I heard the sound of an irritated sigh, then a hand reached toward the cell phone.

 

‘Fuck, that’s not my hand!’

 

Although the size and shape were quite similar to my hand, I could be certain that hand wasn’t mine.

 

It was because of the tattoos densely carved on every part of the back of the hand and fingers.

 

Before my regression, I had gotten one tattoo each on my forearm and inner lower arm, but after hearing belatedly about the risk of hepatitis C from needles, I didn’t get any more tattoos.

 

Setting aside the back of the hand that had some kind of wing drawn on it, each finger joint had an alphabet letter written on it, but since there was some distance from where I was looking, I couldn’t tell what word it was.

 

When I discovered not just one or two beer cans rolling around on the floor, I gritted my teeth.

 

So some crazy bastard had illegally invaded my house and even occupied it, living such a trashy, hopeless life…

 

Let me see your face, I thought as I followed the gradually rising line of sight upward.

 

“Hyung! Eden Hyung!”

 

At my name being called urgently, I came to my senses as if I had been pulled up to the surface of water.

 

Ryu Jaehee supported me with hurried hands. Whether he was shocked that the sleeping pill he had given me had caused this result, or whether he felt guilty, Jaehee’s eyes were brimming with tears.

 

“Jaehee, what time is it now…?”

 

When I asked in a cracked voice, Ryu Jaehee immediately answered at a speed that rivaled Big Bang.

 

“It’s 1 AM. Should I call 119?”

 

Seeing Ryu Jaehee with a determined face already having 119 displayed on his phone, I felt anew the importance of learning.

 

When someone is sick, call 119 – having this drilled into his head meant that even the guy who was sending dying messages knew to look for 119.

 

In our debut days, being taken away in a 119 ambulance wouldn’t have been a big issue, but now Rev is quite popular and we’re in the middle of activities, so being taken to the emergency room by ambulance would be entertainment news material.

 

“Damn, 1 AM is an awkward time to call Manager Hyung too.”

 

I rubbed my forehead as my head still throbbed.

 

Setting aside the breathing difficulties and hallucinations, since I had vomited up the sleeping pill, it had less impact than coughing up blood.

 

I irritably swept up my bangs and took a deep breath in and out. Fortunately, my breathing returned to normal. My tingling fingertips also became fine.

 

It didn’t seem like I needed to go to the emergency room right now. Of course, I was damn anxious about my unknown physical condition.

 

“Tomorrow, no, since it’s past midnight, today. What schedules do we have today?”

 

“There’s a music show pre-recording at dawn, and radio at noon.”

 

After roughly calculating when the radio schedule would end, I came to a conclusion.

 

“I can schedule a hospital checkup in the afternoon.”

 

Can you get a thorough examination on the same day? I think I should probably get a thorough examination. Sudden breathing difficulties are quite a big problem, aren’t they? And the hallucinations… shouldn’t I go to psychiatry for this?

 

As I made a disgusted expression while speaking, Ryu Jaehee grabbed onto me and wailed loudly.

 

“Just let me call 119, Hyung…! It’s scarier because you’re being calm! You weren’t this kind of person!”

 

“This is maddening. I have a working brain too, you know? Do you think I can’t make that level of situational judgment?”

 

Right now I’m giving up even the dawn emergency room with a self-sacrificing attitude for the group, huh?

 

“What’s going on…”

 

Gyeon Hajun, who came out opening the door to his private room, looked in turn at me soaked in cold sweat, Ryu Jaehee supporting me, and the pill that had dissolved into the water on the floor with only very small particles remaining.

 

Having roughly finished grasping the situation, Gyeon Hajun calmly asked.

 

“Going to the hospital? Should I call a taxi?”

 

“Ah, right! There are call taxis!”

 

Ryu Jaehee clasped both hands together and nodded as if he had realized some truth.

 

“No, I’m planning to go to the hospital in the afternoon after finishing the schedule. I’m fine now.”

 

I wiped away the cold sweat flowing down my eyelids as I replied. Kim Dobin, who had quietly opened the door and peeked his face out, also obediently closed the door again at my gesture.

 

Even in the midst of all this, Seo Yehyeon was wandering in dreamland and was the only member who didn’t come see me. I thought he really slept so deeply that someone could carry him away without him knowing.

 

That’s also a blessing.

 

I told Ryu Jaehee, who brought a towel to wipe up the water pooled on the floor, to clean up roughly and go back to sleep, then returned to my room.

 

When I lay down on the bed, the pain of that moment when my breathing was completely blocked came back to life in my head. It was terrible pain I never wanted to experience again.

 

And that scenery whose time period I couldn’t properly identify and which wouldn’t come to mind no matter how much I searched through my memories.

 

I calmly opened the system window for now.

 

I decided to use up all the random tickets I had accumulated so far. Who knows if that elixir of longevity or panacea that I had yielded to Gyeon Hajun before might come out again.

 

That time it was a situation where I had no choice but to yield humanely, so I think it should come out again now when I really need it.

 

 

 

[You have obtained the item ‘God of Sports’!]

 

[You have obtained the item ‘Music Search’!]

 

[You have obtained the item ‘Human Translator’!]

 

…

 

 

 

I sighed while looking at the parade of items that were questionable whether they were useful or not, but were completely useless right now when my health was being threatened.

 

Give me a panacea instead of these things.

 

When I sighed, my roommate Kim Dobin carefully asked.

 

“Hyung, would you like to go to the hospital even now…?”

 

“Why don’t you guys react when I’m making a fuss, but then talk about hospitals when I’m being calm like this?”

 

How nice would it have been if you had shown even half of your current reaction back then, huh?

 

 

 

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“The first place winner for Inkigayo in the third week of May is… Altair’s ! Congratulations!”

 

Pop! Confetti scattered over the stage.

 

Altair’s . No matter how many times I heard it, I couldn’t get used to this combination of words, so I inwardly grimaced while outwardly clapping with a bright smile.

 

What I was familiar with was Rev’s .

 

KJ smiled brightly as he received the trophy. Watching Cha Yeonho receive and wave the trophy with a satisfied smile, the inside of my cheek hurt from continuously biting it in an effort not to show my emotions.

 

You must be very happy to win first place after stealing the song?

 

Due to a significant difference in music scores, we had no choice but to yield the music show first place to Altair again this week.

 

Just wait until I catch that damn leaker bastard. I’ll behead him and hang his head from the LnL Building.

 

I gritted my teeth inconspicuously and came down from the stage before the encore stage began.

 

The remaining activity period was one week. We had to claim first place at least once within that week.

 

Only then could we have the consolation of beating that damn at least once, even under the terrible conditions of the leak.

 

But that would only be possible if had a reverse run like did before my regression.

 

“Oh right, you guys have an additional schedule tomorrow.”

 

Manager Hyung delivered the news to us like an announcement. I wasn’t pleased about a suddenly added schedule when I already had to make another hospital visit.

 

“Suddenly? I told you I have to go to the hospital tomorrow.”

 

“An event stage got canceled and they’re begging us to fill in… Can’t you postpone the hospital checkup a bit?”

 

“Rev still has a long way to go. We still have to run around as last-minute replacements.”

 

I clicked my tongue in displeasure and crossed my arms.

 

“Hyung, is that event an outdoor stage?”

 

Seo Yehyeon, who had been listening quietly, asked while continuously checking his phone screen.

 

“Yeah, outdoor stage. Why? Is there a problem?”

 

“It’s going to rain tomorrow. They said there’ll be showers.”

 

“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s not a downpour, just passing showers. What problem could there be?”

 

Manager Hyung waved his hands and spoke smoothly as if to reassure us, making Kim Dobin narrow his eyes.

 

“That’s a flag statement right there. Whenever someone says stuff like that, problems always happen.”

 

“There you go again with the nonsense.”

 

I pressed down on Kim Dobin’s head and scolded him. Flag or whatever, don’t you know words become reality, you punk?

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