A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 162

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Regression Manual for an Idol Who Lost Their Original Intentions Chapter 162

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, God should have a penalty exemption pass….

 

 

 

[Item Inventory]

 

[100 Ways to Win an Argument]

 

[Common Knowledge Encyclopedia]

 

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[Cooking King Dae Jang Geum]

 

 

 

It’s not there. There’s no penalty exemption pass.

 

Damn it! I must have used them all up while skipping Weekly Quests during song production and comeback preparations!

 

I was about to punch the bed in frustration and defeat, but my hand betrayed my will and gently stroked the bed sheets instead.

 

That one damned hand gesture alone was enough to convince me that today would definitely not pass by smoothly.

 

 

 

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“Doby, Kim Dobin. You need to wake up.”

 

A soft baritone voice echoed in Kim Dobin’s ears. The hand shaking him was as gentle as the tone.

 

The voice was definitely Eden Hyung’s, but the tone and behavior were completely different.

 

‘Ah, this is a dream.’

 

I can sleep more then. He felt relieved and fell back into dreamland.

 

That made sense because the usual way Yoon Eden woke him up was…

 

 

 

‘Oh, our Doby, sleeping sprawled out until this hour? Living the good life?’

 

‘Don’t you feel bad about wasting time rolling around in bed? Please get up and do something productive! Either follow me for morning exercise, or at least help Juni prepare breakfast!’

 

‘Doby, is your phone alarm your sleep background music? If you don’t get up by the count of three, hyung and you are going to have fun composition games all day long.’

 

‘Are you sleepy now? Why aren’t you rushing to the kitchen?’

 

 

 

On top of that, stealing blankets, covering faces with cold wet towels, shaking roughly, and forcibly dragging out of bed were the basics of morning wake-up actions.

 

Being forced to wake up so early in the morning made him miss the years he spent with Ryu Jaehee and Gyeon Hajun.

 

But what kind of crazy dream is this. They say dreams reflect the unconscious, so could it be that I secretly wanted Eden Hyung’s gentle morning call?

 

While Kim Dobin was horrified at his own terrible taste he didn’t know he had, his body was suddenly lifted up, making him open his eyes wide and scream involuntarily.

 

“Ah! No, hyung! Why are you suddenly doing this? Why are you suddenly carrying me so scarily? Please drag me out like usual!”

 

“I thought our Doby might be very tired, so I wanted to comfortably carry you to the dining table.”

 

Yoon Eden, who had lifted him up, smiled gently. Seeing that smile, Kim Dobin felt relieved again and closed his eyes.

 

‘Ah, this is definitely a dream.’

 

There’s no way Eden Hyung would smile like that. I’ve never even seen him smile like that to Hajun Hyung.

 

Right, does it even make sense for Eden Hyung to carry me to the dining table because I didn’t wake up in the morning?

 

Maybe if he put on a military instructor hat and made me roll to the dining table screaming or do duck walks.

 

“Hyung, snap out of it.”

 

At the touch poking his side and the smell of food brushing his nose, Kim Dobin lifted his heavy eyelids.

 

Kim Dobin blinked at the scene before him.

 

“What? When did I come out to the dining table? I don’t remember walking out here? Do I have sleepwalking or something?”

 

At his fuss, Ryu Jaehee sighed and replied.

 

“Of course you don’t remember walking out. Eden Hyung carried you out. You don’t remember Eden Hyung patting your head either, right? It’s rather fortunate.”

 

That wasn’t a dream? Kim Dobin’s mouth fell open as he turned to look at Yoon Eden. Normally, a blunt scolding would have flown at him asking what he was looking at while eating, but.

 

“Why are you looking at hyung? Hurry up and eat.”

 

A rather gentle scolding came instead.

 

Is this still a dream? Kim Dobin, who was thinking of slapping his own cheek, discovered Seo Yehyeon’s expression sitting across from him and was convinced this wasn’t a dream.

 

Seo Yehyeon’s expression was like someone who had seen a sloth running at 108 km/h.

 

“Is this a dream…? What kind of crazy dream would be this crazy….”

 

Seo Yehyeon slapped his own cheek hard and muttered seriously. He hit so hard that red marks remained on his cheek.

 

“Eden, is something wrong?”

 

At Gyeon Hajun’s worried question, Yoon Eden looked at Kim Dobin with a wistful expression, then closed his mouth and shook his head.

 

The members who turned their heads following Yoon Eden’s gaze all stared at Kim Dobin at the end of his sight.

 

“Doby Hyung, tell us quickly. What did you do?”

 

Ryu Jaehee grabbed Kim Dobin’s shoulders and shook him vigorously.

 

The meaning of Yoon Eden’s gaze was that if he told the truth, he’d probably be treated like a fanboy like Kim Dobin, but everyone was interpreting it as Kim Dobin having done something.

 

“I didn’t do anything…!”

 

While vehemently denying it, he suddenly remembered one clue and covered his mouth, muttering.

 

“Gasp, could it be that I wished for a gentle leader….”

 

Seo Yehyeon crossed his arms and jerked his chin toward Yoon Eden.

 

“As if Yoon Eden would completely change his personality overnight just because you said you wanted a gentle leader.”

 

“So knowing that Eden Hyung wouldn’t listen, some intangible force like a system is forcibly controlling Eden Hyung.”

 

At Kim Dobin’s serious words, Yoon Eden blinked rapidly. But no one noticed that desperate blinking.

 

“Doby, should we cut back on novels and manga first? I’m saying this because it seems a bit dangerous if you’re confusing reality with the virtual world.”

 

Gyeon Hajun advised seriously.

 

“Eden Hyung, how much did you bet with Doby Hyung? How many hours? One hour? Two hours?”

 

Ryu Jaehee had decided this situation was a bet between Yoon Eden and Kim Dobin. At that question, Yoon Eden smiled benevolently and gestured.

 

“Shall we eat first? The food will get cold.”

 

It was beyond creating an unsettling feeling—it was pure horror.

 

After finishing a meal where they didn’t know if food was going into their mouths or noses in fear and panic, Ryu Jaehee dragged Kim Dobin to his room.

 

“Doby Hyung, how much did you bet for Eden Hyung to act like that?”

 

“No, I’m telling you I never made a bet with Eden Hyung!”

 

“Then you’re saying Eden Hyung is really doing that voluntarily…?”

 

When Kim Dobin nodded vigorously with a very wronged expression, Ryu Jaehee came up with an opinion to break through this situation.

 

“Let’s create a situation that would make Eden Hyung angry. Then we’ll know. Whether Eden Hyung really voluntarily changed his personality, or….”

 

Ryu Jaehee glanced at the tightly closed door and whispered in a lowered voice.

 

“Whether it’s really forced like hyung said.”

 

Due to Eden’s Dark Knight issue, , which was about revolution—or to put it cheaply, about beating up bad guys—was getting attention again, so they decided to extend their music show schedule by a week to strike while the iron was hot.

 

They, who would normally have finished activities and entered a rest period, still had to commute to the practice room.

 

So the situation Ryu Jaehee chose to make Yoon Eden angry was….

 

“What? You want me to keep making choreography mistakes?”

 

Seo Yehyeon, who heard Ryu Jaehee’s plan, asked back in shock.

 

“Yes, no matter how I think about it, I think there’s no one who can make Eden Hyung angrier than you, hyung. You’re the most suitable person.”

 

“Do you think Yoon Eden will leave me alone?”

 

Yoon Eden in the practice room was still nothing short of a terrifying existence for him, even if he didn’t use trainee-level harsh words.

 

He was relatively lenient with mistakes when first learning choreography, but making choreography mistakes now when activities were almost over?

 

“He’d tear me apart with his eyes alone… Do you know how much glaring and scolding I got when I made one choreography mistake in the practice room near the end of last activity? Yoon Eden has learned aristocratic lady speech patterns now.”

 

“But there’s only you, hyung. Otherwise, we’ll have to keep living while looking at that kind of Eden Hyung.”

 

“Isn’t it kind of nice? Yoon Eden speaking and acting gently. It was the image I always wanted.”

 

“Yehyeon Hyung, don’t escape reality. Your hands are shaking while you’re saying that.”

 

Eventually, for the greater good, Seo Yehyeon nodded heavily.

 

The Rev members who arrived at the practice room like that started choreography practice to the AR filling the practice room. Since it was choreography they could do with their eyes closed now, practice was proceeding smoothly.

 

Seo Yehyeon, who exchanged glances with Ryu Jaehee, let out a heavy sigh and executed the plan.

 

Usually his hands would extend in the wrong direction so well, but why did they find the right direction only at times like this?

 

Even after two choreography mistakes in a row, Yoon Eden, who would normally stop the song sharply and point it out, said nothing.

 

When the song ended, he called Seo Yehyeon aside and picked up the cell phone installed on the tripod in front of the mirror, replaying the choreography video he just filmed and pointing out the mistaken parts.

 

In a very affectionate tone.

 

“Are you really okay with this mistake of mine…?”

 

“It’s fine. Anyone can make mistakes. You must be feeling really unwell today, Hyung.”

 

He even smiled sweetly and patted his back.

 

“Come on, let’s try it one more time! Just pay a bit more attention to the part you messed up!”

 

It was such a textbook leader-like appearance.

 

Seo Yehyeon, who had been trembling in fear, made choreography mistakes left and right in a very natural way, not forced at all.

 

“Hyung, are you okay? If it’s hard, do you want to rest? Don’t push yourself too hard, let’s take a break and then continue.”

 

Instead of his usual antics, warm concern and consideration came back. Seo Yehyeon, who was receiving all that kindness with his whole body, was almost on the verge of fainting.

 

And so practice ended amidst shock and horror once again.

 

“I’m going out for my evening workout.”

 

“Oh right, we’re out of garlic. I’ll go to the mart.”

 

“A friend is here to see me, asking to meet briefly! I’ll be back!”

 

“I’ll go with Hajun Hyung and come back.”

 

“Jun, should I come with you too?”

 

“No, Eden, you should rest at the dormitory.”

 

The Rev members who had left the dormitory one by one, claiming they had appointments and things to do, were now gathered in the agency’s conference room with a gloomy atmosphere.

 

They had to admit it now.

 

Previously, when Yoon Eden had shown slightly gentler behavior, they had teased him about possession and exorcism, but this incident was really no joke!

 

Even Gyeon Hajun, who was Yoon Eden’s longtime friend, agreed that there was no way that could be Yoon Eden.

 

Seo Yehyeon, who had been trembling at this bizarre phenomenon that was thrust before his eyes and couldn’t be explained scientifically, rubbed his face dry and muttered.

 

“Should I contact the Catholic Church to ask for an exorcism, or should I take him to a shaman house?”

 

“Since this is Korea, wouldn’t it be better to take him to a shaman house?”

 

“Right? Should I at least order some talismans online? Do you know any shamans?”

 

“We’ll have to look for one. But should we tell the company officials about this too?”

 

“Let’s not tell them for now. Even I think it sounds crazy. If Yoon Eden hadn’t shown me that kind of attitude, I would never have believed it.”

 

As Seo Yehyeon and Gyeon Hajun were seriously exchanging words, Kim Dobin suddenly interjected.

 

“Usually possession involves ordinary spirits, so there’s no need to resort to exorcism.”

 

At that one sentence that felt professional, Seo Yehyeon’s eyes sparkled brightly.

 

“Doby, do you have divine power? Or do you know about shamanism and stuff like that?”

 

“No, it’s a web novel cliché.”

 

The light in Seo Yehyeon’s eyes went out. Gyeon Hajun was holding onto Kim Dobin and advising him once again to reduce his media consumption.

 

“Let’s just go with a frontal assault.”

 

“Frontal assault…?”

 

Rev’s problem solver, Ryu Jaehee, who had been sitting seriously with his chin resting on his clasped hands, came up with a solution.

 

“Ask him who he is.”

 

It was the first wrong solution he had ever proposed.

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