A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 197
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Regression Manual for an Idol Who Lost Their Original Intentions Chapter 197
“Hyung, if you keep spacing out like that during meals, the first spoon privilege might pass to Yehyeon hyung.”
I snapped back to reality at Gyeon Hajun’s nudge and Ryu Jaehee’s voice from the front seat.
“No, I’ll pass. That’s too much pressure. Just keep letting Yoon Eden take the first bite.”
Seo Yehyeon refused with a disgusted expression.
“Eden hyung, is something going on with you lately?”
“He’s been like this ever since performing at the DTB concert. I guess the impression of standing on his dream stage is lasting quite long. DTB was actually Eden’s original dream rather than this.”
I nodded at Gyeon Hajun’s words that seemed to read my mind perfectly and scooped up a spoonful of rice. That was the signal for everyone to start eating.
“Yeah, the stage was fun. It was different from all of us standing on a concert stage together as Rev.”
“We’ve never had a concert though.”
At Ryu Jaehee’s sharp observation, I internally wiped away cold sweat while wanting to snap at him for not understanding I meant WAMA or the music festival.
Anyway, such a perceptive guy. I carelessly mentioned something from before regression and he didn’t miss it.
“My friends said hyung’s stage was really cool too. I mean, I watched Eden hyung’s stage from below. Really, wow… Even with Eden hyung standing alone, the stage didn’t feel empty at all.”
Kim Dobin kept exclaiming in admiration. I liked that his respect for me seemed to have grown.
Though he was the one who gave me the nickname “Princess” through the Hell Maze scene that appeared in Human Theater Part 3.
Thanks to Part 3, Gyeon Hajun got a tough image for completing missions in the Hell Maze alone without any trouble.
But I wasn’t even alone since I had Kim Dobin with me, and I only got the nickname “Princess” because Kim Dobin carried me in a princess carry. It was fucking annoying.
I’d rather have Kim Dobin’s nickname “Rice Sack” than Princess!
“You’re not feeling like… wanting to switch to being a rapper or anything… are you…?”
At Ryu Jaehee’s cautious question, I shrugged with the spoon still in my mouth.
“Not really? Why would I when I have our beloved members?”
I blinked at all the gazes directed at me. Some looked like they were about to throw up, which hurt my feelings very slightly.
I didn’t want to say such things with my own mouth either, but there was a reason.
It was because of the relationship improvement level that I still hadn’t reached 100% even as the Quest deadline was approaching.
[▶Relationship Improvement Level with Members
-Seo Yehyeon (95%)
-Gyeon Hajun (95%)
-Kim Dobin (95%)
-Ryu Jaehee (95%)]
No matter how much I kept asking what the criteria were, this damn system only kept saying that relationship improvement wasn’t about favorability or interpersonal relationships.
Our relationships have fucking improved. Think about before regression and early debut days. What more do you want from this?
Since this Quest’s penalty was regression, I couldn’t just ignore it and accept the penalty like other Quests.
Ryu Jaehee, who was looking at the stir-fried potato strips I was eating, made an expression like he remembered something, then covered his mouth and hurriedly apologized.
“Oh no, sorry hyungs. The potatoes had sprouts but I didn’t want to waste them, so I cut off the sprouted parts and stir-fried them, but I didn’t know this side effect would happen.”
“My mind is perfectly fine. Who are you making out to be someone talking nonsense after eating spoiled food?”
Instead of apologizing, raise that damn improvement level by the remaining 5%.
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Finally, the second Thursday of November, the college entrance exam day arrived.
The camera director arrived at the dormitory early in the morning. The youngest member’s college entrance exam was also good reality content.
Like college entrance exam fashion, exam lunch boxes, or the hyungs seeing him off.
“Hyung, is this coat better, or this one?”
Exam student Ryu Jaehee, dressed in his school uniform, showed no signs of nervousness as he alternately held a padding jacket and coat against himself.
“Wear whatever. You’re going to take the exam, not do a fashion show.”
When I replied indifferently, Ryu Jaehee shook his head.
“They take pictures in front of the exam venue. Should I wear my school uniform, or just go in regular clothes? Doby hyung! What did you wear last year?”
“I wore my school uniform with a tteokbokki coat! But the uniform is kind of uncomfortable. Just wear something casual and comfortable.”
At Kim Dobin’s answer, Ryu Jaehee seemed to think for a moment, then changed into a plain sweatshirt and slacks.
I clicked my tongue at Ryu Jaehee, who was still agonizing over outerwear in that state.
“You could memorize one more English word in the time you’re spending worrying about that.”
“There’s no guarantee that what I study now will be on the exam. Ah, Eden hyung, could you lend me your mustang just once? Please?”
“You just bought a bunch of winter clothes recently saying you didn’t have any. Why do you want to borrow my clothes after buying new ones?”
“But hyung’s clothes look cooler, what should I do? Your clothes aren’t too big for me anymore. Since hyung likes to wear things a bit loose, they fit me perfectly.”
“Are you bragging about being bigger than hyung now? Just borrow Yehyeon hyung’s clothes instead. My college entrance exam grade in math was 8th level, you know? Do you want to get 8th level?”
“It’s okay, I’ll take off hyung’s clothes when I take the exam. I already borrowed Yehyeon hyung’s department jacket to wear during the test.”
“Fine, wear it. It’s not my responsibility if you bomb the exam.”
It’s your life, not mine.
With my permission, Ryu Jaehee happily ran straight to my room and brought out my mustang rider jacket.
While Ryu Jaehee was having his fashion show, the college entrance exam lunch box was just completed in the kitchen.
Gyeon Hajun put side dishes, rice, and soup in the thermal lunch box and placed it on the dining table, then spoke to me as I was about to pick up the lid.
“You need to let it cool before closing it, so don’t put the lid on yet. If you close it when it’s hot, the lid won’t open.”
“Oh, really? When it was Dobin’s turn, we closed it without cooling and it opened fine. That’s because he didn’t open it to eat.”
Bulgogi, vegetable egg roll, braised potatoes, kimchi, and beef radish soup were Ryu Jaehee’s college entrance exam lunch menu.
“Wow, a lunch box made by Hajun hyung, I’m jealous. Back then, I… hah…”
Kim Dobin, who was looking at the lunch box next to me, couldn’t finish his sentence and let out a deep sigh.
I glared at Kim Dobin as I remembered that day when I woke up at dawn and cooked, something completely out of character for me.
“What, punk? I woke up at the crack of dawn to pack you a lunch, and you made excuses about the lid not opening and brought it back untouched, so what’s with the complaints?”
It wasn’t that bad – stir-fried pork, egg roll, and beef bone soup was quite a feast.
“You couldn’t eat it either, hyung! I clearly saw you spit out the stir-fried pork you made! And when Hajun hyung was about to eat it, you immediately told him not to!”
“Oh, our Dobin. Are you getting annoyed with hyung?”
“Of course not.”
Kim Dobin immediately put on a fake smile and backed down.
We all got in the van to see Ryu Jaehee off to the college entrance exam venue with encouragement, then returned to the dormitory.
If there were no cameras, we would have been working on songs in the studio for our February comeback next year, but since we were filming reality content, we had to stay at the dormitory.
“Since we have nothing to do, should we do 108 bows here to pray for our youngest’s exam success?”
“Is it okay to do that now? Shouldn’t we have done it earlier if we were going to?”
I nodded at Seo Yehyeon’s question and replied with a determined face.
“When you think it’s too late is actually the earliest time.”
Since we didn’t have yoga mats at the dormitory, we brought Kim Dobin’s blanket and spread it on the floor.
“We’ll do relay 108 bows. If each person does 27, that’s exactly 108 bows.”
I showed flexibility since having one person do all 108 bows might strain their knee joints.
But Seo Yehyeon objected again. That guy is too rigid, I tell you.
“Is it okay to break it up like this? Will it be effective if we break it up?”
“If you’re that worried, do you want to do all 108 bows by yourself, hyung?”
Seo Yehyeon firmly shook his head. See, he’d never do it alone if asked.
“Wow, hyung… don’t tell me when I took the college entrance exam, you were also doing 108 bows like this with Jaehee at the dormitory? And I didn’t even know and just complained about the lunch box…”
I told Kim Dobin, who was looking at me with moved eyes, the truth.
“No? We didn’t do it.”
“Why not?”
“What do you mean why? You didn’t study anyway. Why are you acting wronged?”
What a confusing guy.
Kim Dobin, the youngest and most energetic, started the 108-bow relay. Kim Dobin, who was doing well briskly at first, suddenly stopped.
“Dobin, what are you going to do if you get tired after just five bows? You still have twenty-two left.”
Despite Gyeon Hajun’s words, Kim Dobin didn’t get up and kept lying face down, then suddenly proposed a deal.
“Can we count one deep bow as ten regular bows?”
I caught the Camera Director’s camera shaking slightly, as if he had failed to hold back his laughter.
“Is that really okay…?”
Kim Dobin gave a thumbs up to Seo Yehyeon, who asked with a face that seemed utterly unconvinced.
“What matters is the heart. The heart that wishes for Jaehee to do well on his exam.”
Everyone seemed to find it bothersome deep down, so they quickly accepted that deal.
They finished the relay 108 bows with the twenty-seven bows that should have been done reduced to two deep bows and seven regular bows, ending with Seo Yehyeon as the final participant.
Looking at the clock, it wasn’t even time for the first period language exam to end.
Ah, do they call it Korean, English, and Math now instead of Language, Math, and Foreign Language?
“Let’s tell Jaehee that we really did 108 bows.”
At Seo Yehyeon’s words, Kim Dobin objected with an aggrieved face.
“No, Yehyeon Hyung. Then what we did just now was fake 108 bows?”
“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to call this real 108 bows? Honestly speaking, it’s 36 bows. Right, Hajun?”
“Anything becomes sincere when heart is put into it.”
“Even you, Hajun!”
That guy doesn’t know Gyeon Hajun well. While Gyeon Hajun tends to be reasonable, he’s not the type to belittle his own efforts or kick away treatment he could receive.
Unlike Seo Yehyeon, who speaks inflexibly and straightforwardly.
After that patient waiting ended, Ryu Jaehee returned to the dormitory, confidently holding his exam ticket with the answer sheet written on it.
“Yes! College entrance exam is over!”
“Ryu Jae, did you do well on the exam? Are you set to get into S University through regular admission?”
“Youngest Member, we were doing 108 bows at the dormitory for you to do well on your exam. Do you know how hard it was? Oh my, my whole body aches. My knee joints are all shot now.”
“That’s a lie, right?”
“Hey, what do you mean a lie. We really did it.”
“If it’s the Eden Hyung I know, if your knee joints were really shot, you should have already gone to the hospital and come back wearing a knee brace.”
Damn, do I now need a medical certificate just to fake being sick once?
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