A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 210

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 210

Kim Dobin was startled when a cigarette pack emerged from the pocket and hurriedly examined Yoon Eden’s appearance.

Fortunately, he was wearing a hat and mask, but there was no guarantee the part-timer wouldn’t recognize Yoon Eden, so he couldn’t feel completely at ease.

‘Aaaah, what if witness accounts get posted online…?’

Moreover, the cigarette in Yoon Eden’s hand was one that even Kim Dobin, who had no particular interest in cigarettes, had heard of at least once as a strong brand.

He briefly felt relieved thinking Eden couldn’t smoke without a lighter, but soon Yoon Eden’s hand went back into his pocket and came out holding a lighter this time.

“Our Eden hyung is no-dam!”

Kim Dobin desperately grabbed onto Yoon Eden’s arm as he opened the cigarette pack.

“Fuck, did you just call me that CEO bastard?”

Faced with the murderous glare full of anger directed at him, Kim Dobin hurriedly explained.

“No smoking! Non-smoker! Not CEO Kim Nodam! And it’s not ‘that guy’ but our Eden hyung!”

“That guy? Can’t you use proper honorifics?”

His authoritarian nature remained unchanged. Kim Dobin felt relieved to finally find one common trait between the original Yoon Eden and the Demon Eden before him.

While feeling relieved, he also felt sad, wondering if this was something to be happy about.

Yoon Eden shook his arm to easily brush off Kim Dobin, then finished opening the cigarette pack and threw off his hat and mask.

“Non-smoker at twenty-three? Bullshit.”

Yoon Eden snorted derisively, put the cigarette filter in his mouth, and skillfully lit his lighter to ignite the cigarette tip.

The sight looked quite cool enough to catch Kim Dobin’s eye. But fortunately, that impression didn’t last long.

“Cough, hack! *cough cough*”

After taking one drag of the cigarette, Yoon Eden bent over and coughed so violently it seemed like he might cough up his internal organs.

With physiological tears forming as he coughed and gasped for breath, Yoon Eden wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked down at the cigarette in his hand.

“He really never smoked cigarettes even once…?”

Anyone could see it was a body smoking for the first time. As soon as the coughing and dizziness subsided, Yoon Eden put the cigarette back in his mouth and let out a hollow laugh, speaking sarcastically.

“Damn, must have lived quite comfortably.”

Yoon Eden exhaled smoke deeply and muttered in a bitter tone.

“Back then, fuck, I couldn’t survive without at least this…”

The person in front of him looked so precarious as he watched the smoke with dead eyes that Kim Dobin couldn’t bring himself to stop him anymore.

Seeing Kim Dobin coughing from the harsh cigarette smoke, Yoon Eden clicked his tongue and tossed the car keys to Kim Dobin.

“Get lost if you don’t want secondhand smoke.”

Kim Dobin timidly objected to those words, unsure whether they came from concern or annoyance.

“It’s cold outside though.”

“Are you brain-dead? Why do you think I gave you the car keys?”

“Inside the car isn’t that warm either…”

“Turn on the heater in the car or something.”

Yoon Eden replied irritably while moving his cigarette as far away from Kim Dobin as possible.

“Is that okay? I mean, it’s Eden hyung’s car, so shouldn’t I get permission from the original Eden hyung, not you?”

“You treasure that cheap car that much?”

A sneer crossed Yoon Eden’s face.

He said it cost around 7,000, but calling it cheap… Of course, Yoon Eden didn’t particularly treasure his current car.

He said he didn’t spend much money on it since it was just a temporary car to drive until the model he wanted was released.

“Our Eden hyung said he was going to buy a Ferrari!”

At some point, Kim Dobin’s way of addressing the original Yoon Eden had become “our Eden hyung.” It was relative angelification due to the Demon Eden in front of him.

“Well, tell him to work hard and earn money to buy one. Though I’m not sure if it’s possible living this peacefully.”

Yoon Eden let out a derisive laugh. If the original Yoon Eden had heard this, he would have grabbed him by the collar and shaken him, asking if this looked like peaceful living.

As the coughing started again, Kim Dobin quickly opened the studio door and rushed out. Breathing the fresh air outside made him feel like he could live.

“Ugh, I think the cigarette smell stuck to me.”

Kim Dobin, who had been grumbling while shaking out his clothes, suddenly stopped his actions.

“Smell…?”

Muttering his own words again and looking back at the studio once, Kim Dobin resolutely headed not to the parking lot but to the convenience store.

Meanwhile, back in the studio.

Yoon Eden, who had been leaning lazily against the sofa at the back of the studio with a bored expression while just smoking, felt his phone vibrate twice briefly.

[A&R Team Leader Lee Seungyeon- Eden, could you send the demo song by the 10th?] 11:09 AM

[A&R Team Leader Lee Seungyeon- If guide recording is too tight, just sending the AR is fine too] 11:10 AM

Looking at the sender’s name, Yoon Eden raised his eyebrows.

‘Was there someone like this on the A&R team?’

After skimming through the message content, Yoon Eden didn’t reply and carelessly tossed his cell phone aside.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt on the sofa and carelessly threw it on the floor, then took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth, and blankly stared at the composition equipment in front of him.

Click, the sound of a lighter being lit, and acrid cigarette smoke spread through the studio again.

As he smoked in the studio like this, someone came to mind.

“Come to think of it, that bastard also fucking hated smoking inside the studio.”

Yoon Eden smiled bitterly and muttered, recalling someone who maintained a mop-like hairstyle that he couldn’t understand as any kind of fashion.

“He’s twenty-three now, so he probably cut ties long ago. What a fucking idiot…”

No, since quite a lot had changed in this world, maybe he didn’t cut ties and they’re still getting along well until now.

He hesitated as he picked up the cell phone he had carelessly thrown aside.

“Right, what’s the point of checking. Fuck, am I going to greet him saying I’m glad to see him?”

Yoon Eden roughly messed up his hair and let out a hollow laugh for a long time, then threw the burnt-out butt on the floor and crushed it with his shoe heel to extinguish the ember.

[Kim Dobin- Hyung, it’s time to go to the dormitory now] 11:25 AM

Following Kim Dobin’s text, when he came out of the studio and headed to the parking lot, Kim Dobin, who had been looking at his phone intently in the passenger seat, got out of the car holding something.

“We’re leaving, so why are you getting out?”

“Just a moment, hyung. The cigarette smell hasn’t gone away. If you go into the dormitory like this, there’ll be chaos. Here, close your mouth and close your eyes too.”

After giving a brief advance notice, Kim Dobin started frantically spraying the Febreze he had bought from the convenience store all over Yoon Eden.

Feeling the liquid being sprayed on his face too, Yoon Eden growled.

“You crazy bastard, why are you spraying it on my face!”

“In case it smells.”

Kim Dobin’s face showed some inexplicable relief as he continued spraying Febreze without caring.

The current situation was almost like Kim Dobin’s mental training camp.

Now Kim Dobin had reached a level where he wouldn’t bat an eye at most things.

After using up almost an entire bottle of Febreze and getting in the car, what awaited them was…

“Hey, I’m going to open the windows, so put on your hat and mask.”

“That’s a good idea, hyung.”

Kim Dobin, who had blocked his nose from the strong deodorizer scent filling the narrow, enclosed space, nodded.

When the two returned to the dormitory, Seo Yehyeon frowned and let out a dry cough at the nose-piercing deodorizer smell.

Waving his hands as if trying to chase away the smell, Seo Yehyeon asked.

“Cough, what’s this smell? Did you two pour deodorizer all over yourselves?”

Noticing Yoon Eden’s lips twisting into a smirk, Kim Dobin quickly blocked the space between Yoon Eden and Seo Yehyeon.

Their relationship had been getting quite good lately, and he couldn’t bear to watch that Demon Eden ruin it again.

“We went out for pork belly. The meat smell got into our clothes too much.”

Today too, Kim Dobin worked his brain hard and ran his mouth for Rev’s peace.

If he had used his brain this hard to study during his school days, he could have made it to the top ranks of his class.

While he desperately held Seo Yehyeon’s attention, Yoon Eden quickly went into his room.

“Come to think of it, you two have gotten really close. Going out to eat meat just the two of you. Doby, you’ve been sticking to Yoon Eden a lot lately.”

No, it’s not my choice. Please save me, hyung…

Kim Dobin’s desperate telepathy naturally didn’t reach Seo Yehyeon.

“Hajun, I think just the three of us can eat lunch. Yoon Eden and Doby already ate outside.”

“Yes, beef bulgogi for lunch today!”

Ryu Jaehee cheered and burst out of the room. I like beef bulgogi too… A small growling sound came from Kim Dobin’s stomach as he turned around with tears in his eyes.

Like Yoon Eden, Kim Dobin who had entered the room secretly pulled out bread he had hidden in the drawer away from Seo Yehyeon’s eyes. Kim Dobin offered half of the bread to Yoon Eden and asked.

“Hyung, would you like some bread?”

Yoon Eden must have been hungry too as he took the bread without saying much and put it in his mouth. For the first time, that Yoon Eden felt a little more approachable.

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“Dobin.”

Someone called out to Kim Dobin from behind as he had briefly stopped by the agency building for business. When he turned around, it was the AR team leader.

“Could you tell Eden to send the title track candidate demos by the day after tomorrow? If that’s not possible, at least send the AR. I sent emails and text messages but Eden isn’t replying. He’s not answering calls either.”

The current Eden hyung isn’t the Eden hyung that the team leader knows… Kim Dobin nodded while swallowing the circumstances he couldn’t tell others.

He immediately headed to the studio where Yoon Eden would be.

“Hyung, hyung!”

Yoon Eden, who had been smoking on the sofa at the back of the studio, got up at the call and spoke sarcastically.

“You seem to be really comfortable with me now, huh?”

Yoon Eden’s face with dark circles looked 1.5 times more fierce than usual.

“Huh, you can’t sleep even after taking sleeping pills?”

“One or two pills don’t work. But those are shared, right? Rather than popping several of those and receiving disgusting concern from the other guys at the dormitory, I’d rather just chew them up.”

Yoon Eden stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and muttered while dry-washing his face.

“Anyway, why did you call me?”

“You can compose, right hyung?”

There was no answer, but Kim Dobin didn’t notice anything strange and dragged Yoon Eden to the monitor.

“They want you to send the title track candidate demos. They’re probably on the studio computer.”

As soon as the computer turned on, Kim Dobin’s mouth fell open at the lock screen.

“Oh no, this is bad. I don’t know the password.”

While he was restless, Yoon Eden reached for the keyboard and entered four numbers.

“Whoa, it unlocked. How did you know?”

“…It’s obvious.”

“What is it?”

“0808.”

He skillfully opened a folder with the mouse and checked through folders organized by date, then opened the most recent date folder.

He played the music files saved as Candidate 1 and Candidate 2, then shrugged at the abruptly cut-off ending.

“As you can see, they’re incomplete.”

“You can finish them, hyung.”

Kim Dobin said while opening the DAW as Yoon Eden had taught him.

Yoon Eden stared blankly at the composition program that appeared before his eyes, then lowered his head and took several breaths before picking up the keyboard and hurling it forcefully at the monitor.

Kim Dobin reflexively caught the keyboard in shock, fortunately preventing the disaster of the monitor being smashed.

“No, hyung! What are you doing! If this breaks, it’s not you who dies, it’s me!”

Regardless of what Kim Dobin was saying to him, Yoon Eden took out a cigarette with trembling hands, put it in his mouth, and uttered words like a bolt from the blue.

“I can’t do it.”

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