A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 212

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Regression Manual for an Idol Who Lost Their Original Intentions Chapter 212

Yoon Eden urgently stomped on the cigarette with the heel of his shoe to extinguish the embers, then shouted in horror.

“Are you insane? You’re trying to kill someone just for swearing a bit and smoking?”

He was so dumbfounded that for the first time in a while, light returned to his dead fish eyes.

[The system is still unstable, so please refrain from actions that reduce your original intentions score as much as possible.]

[Original Intentions Score Deduction List]

[Use of profanity]

[Threatening words containing prohibited language]

[Actions that may appear negative in others’ eyes]

[Dead fish eyes in front of camera]

[Using ‘Ah seriously’ and its derivatives in front of camera]

[Inciting discord among members]

[Consuming high-calorie foods during activity preparation~activity period]

[Smoking]

[Drinking beyond limits]

[Writing insincere posts of 2 lines or less on official board]

(…)

Yoon Eden scrolled through the endlessly long list of original intentions score deductions with a disgusted expression, then grumbled while putting a new cigarette in his mouth.

“Are you telling me to live a normal life or not?”

As soon as he lit the cigarette, familiar pain struck and the status window he had just seen appeared before his eyes again.

[Smoking detected.]

[Original Intentions Score –2]

Well, if it’s just a 2-point deduction, maybe smoking three cigarettes a day would be fine? Yoon Eden thought this way and took another drag of his cigarette.

The essence was the same person, so the Yoon Eden who used to calculate the possible number of swear words wasn’t going anywhere.

But the system wasn’t that lenient.

[Smoking detected.]

[Original Intentions Score –2]

It wasn’t 2 points per cigarette, but 2 points deducted per puff.

Only after losing a total of 6 points did Yoon Eden irritably stub out his cigarette in the ashtray.

After another round of Febreze bombardment, when he returned to the dormitory, Ryu Jaehee caught him.

“Wow, why are you dousing yourself with Febreze so much these days?”

Without responding, as he headed to his room, Ryu Jaehee shouted at his retreating back.

“Oh right, Hyung! If you’re not busy, please post something on the fan cafe as a survival report. The fans were really looking for you.”

When he heard the exact same words that Ryu Jaehee from his memories had said to him countless times, word for word, Yoon Eden momentarily flinched and looked back at Ryu Jaehee.

“Why?”

When Ryu Jaehee, who was more surprised by Yoon Eden’s reaction, blinked and asked, Yoon Eden weakly chuckled and replied.

“I just thought you’re still the same as always.”

Entering his room and lying down on his bed, Yoon Eden accessed the fan cafe.

He saw posts from fans calling his name, but deliberately ignored them and opened the post creation window.

‘What did I write back then…?’

Yoon Eden searched through his memories and recreated something similar to the posts he used to occasionally put on the FROM board before leaving the group.

Click, he went out to the veranda to take a photo and diligently tapped the keyboard with his fingers.

[Writing an insincere post of 2 lines or less on the official board detected.]

[Original Intentions Score –1]

“What more can I add here, shi-“

Yoon Eden, who was about to habitually swear, stopped. It was a shining moment proving that the original intentions score was effective.

Whether the system called it insincere or not, since the original intentions score or whatever had been deducted once, wasn’t that enough? Yoon Eden didn’t care and touched the upload button.

“This should be enough for a survival report.”

* * *

[From. Eden]

(night_sky_photo.jpg)

Age is no guarantee of maturity.

Comments 8999

-Eden, what is this…?

-Where did you throw away your “Hope everyone had a good day today and will have an even better tomorrow”!! That was your signature!!

-Not even one line but one sentence? Not a selca but a pitch-black night sky photo?

-Why are you like this?

-What is this? This post like some terminal art disease dead-eyed idol?

-There’s no “Hope everyone had a good day today and will have an even better tomorrow” so this isn’t Eden

-Gasp, is it hacking??

-Ah shit, that’s the early symptoms of male idol art disease

-We don’t want emotional photos and emotional quotes, we want your selcas and your long-winded stories

-Isn’t this a situation where Eden can’t post right now so another member posted instead?

└If it’s the youngest member, that seems possible…

└└└ If it was Yuje, he would have perfectly copied even the “Hope everyone had” part

-Did Yoon Eden already get art disease?

-This is going to be preserved as dark history lololol

-Ah, Eden didn’t post this, Eden would attach “Hope everyone had a good day today and will have an even better tomorrow” even to posts like this

-So what does that mean?

└Age doesn’t guarantee maturity

└What, did he fight with Kim No-dap and post this in anger?

Since this was what the communication member who used to post regularly brought after a long time, the comment section was buzzing with all kinds of speculation and conspiracy theories.

Accusations that he was indirectly criticizing fans who don’t act their age also appeared without fail, but

-Our Eden wouldn’t do such a gloomy thing

-If it was Eden, he wouldn’t be writing on From but would have officially released a diss track;;

-Our Eden’s indirect criticism skills aren’t at that level

It quickly died down due to fact-based defenses.

“No, why is this hyung really acting like this?”

Ryu Jaehee, who was monitoring it in real-time, muttered with a sour expression. Seo Yehyeon, who was lying on the next bed, rolled over and asked.

“Why? What happened? What did Yoon Eden do now?”

“There’s chaos right now because of the post Eden hyung put on the From board.”

“What on earth did he post to cause that?”

Curious, Seo Yehyeon accessed the fan cafe to check out the post Yoon Eden had uploaded and burst out laughing.

“Isn’t that totally Yoon Eden’s vibe? I was more amazed that he used to write From posts so long. His personal feed is all like this.”

“The problem is he suddenly started doing this when he didn’t before.”

Ryu Jaehee rubbed his throbbing forehead and let out a sigh mixed with lamentation as he spoke.

If this happened just once, it could be overlooked as a momentary lapse, but if it repeated, it would be perfect fodder for people to say he’d gotten cocky after tasting popularity and lost his original intentions.

“But he has been acting strange lately. Yesterday he skipped practice with Doby and holed up in the studio, and there was that time during choreography practice when he just stood there blankly.”

Seo Yehyeon shrugged as he recalled Yoon Eden’s strange behavior.

He was the one who had witnessed Yoon Eden’s bewildered expression head-on.

“I also get the feeling he’s somehow avoiding the members. Just look at how he only talks to Doby these days. It’s not like they were that close before.”

“Honestly, Doby Hyung being scared of Eden Hyung played a part in that too. If Doby Hyung was the one who approached first, then…”

Ryu Jaehee added an explanation to Seo Yehyeon’s confused expression.

“Eden Hyung is surprisingly gentle with younger members who follow him. Just look at that brat Choi Hyeonmin from KICKS – how gently must Eden Hyung have treated him for him to keep fearlessly crawling up to Eden Hyung like that until now?”

Seo Yehyeon nodded as if he finally understood, recalling KICKS’ youngest member who repeatedly picked fights with Yoon Eden whenever they met face to face, only to shrink back afterward.

Looking at the From post that only had some incomprehensible English phrase and a photo of the night sky, Ryu Jaehee swept his bangs up. It was a habit that had somehow become ingrained in Yoon Eden’s body.

“I think I should ask Hajun Hyung to try talking with Eden Hyung. Something must be going on, really.”

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In the studio where the final work on candidate songs was in full swing.

“How was that, Hyung? Don’t I seem to have some sense?”

At Kim Dobin’s triumphant question, Yoon Eden pressed his forehead and asked with a deep sigh.

“Did you put that chord there because you thought it would suit coming after this chord?”

“Why, doesn’t it match with some kind of sophisticated sense?”

“Are you trying to make surrealist modern art with music or what?”

Yoon Eden, who had finally lost his composure, snapped at him.

Kim Dobin’s eyes sparkled brightly as he saw this familiar side of Eden Hyung emerge.

Even faced with those clear eyes that would leave most people speechless, Demon Eden continued to scold Kim Dobin with unbroken momentum.

Kim Dobin, who surrendered first, finally called out “Time!” Yoon Eden opened a drink can and placed it in front of Kim Dobin, who was sprawled over the desk in front of the monitor, then pulled up a chair and sat down as he asked.

“But now that I think about it, how do you know the password to this studio?”

The studio password was the release date of Yoon Eden’s first mixtape from his underground days, so there was no way Kim Dobin could know it, yet Kim Dobin had naturally entered the password and opened the door from the first time he brought him to the studio.

“You don’t really check your phone when you’re working, Hyung. So our Eden Hyung just shared the password with us in case we needed to find you urgently.”

“He shared the studio password? Did his brain get electrocuted or something?”

For Yoon Eden, who knew very well his own habit of hating to be disturbed while working on songs, sharing the studio password was nothing short of earth-shattering.

“Still, Yehyeon Hyung and I kind of avoid going there since your studio, or should I say recording studio, whatever – those places are like places of terror to us, and Jaehee originally hates invading other people’s personal space so he doesn’t go much, so we wouldn’t really be a bother.”

Kim Dobin, who had been rattling off excuse-like explanations, scratched his cheek and added.

“Oh, Hajun Hyung goes there often though. Since Hajun Hyung handles most of the guide vocals.”

Yoon Eden’s expression became complicated, then he took out another cigarette. Kim Dobin wondered if mentioning Gyeon Hajun had been a mistake and unnecessarily watched Yoon Eden’s mood.

What on earth had happened between the two of them that someone who used to discriminate against everyone except Gyeon Hajun as naturally as breathing now hardened his expression just at the mention of Gyeon Hajun’s name?

Of course, Kim Dobin, who knew well that hearing about such matters would only weigh on his heart without giving him the ability to solve anything, didn’t bother asking. Kim Dobin had excellent objectivity when it came to things like this.

Kim Dobin quietly left the studio at the sight of Yoon Eden putting a cigarette in his mouth, then sat on the stairs swinging his feet as he thought.

‘I hope this gets resolved somehow.’

Maybe because Gyeon Hajun was particularly like the team’s mom, deceiving Gyeon Hajun made him feel inexplicably guilty.

‘This is getting hard for me to handle alone. Should I gradually probe Ryu Jae? The youngest member is quick-witted, so he probably knows Eden Hyung is acting strange right now. That Demon Eden Hyung seems to have less hostility toward the youngest member too.’

Kim Dobin, shivering from the cold and lost in thought, failed to hear the footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Doby? Why are you out here without a jacket when it’s cold? Did Eden kick you out?”

At the familiar voice hitting his ears, Kim Dobin’s head shot up. Gyeon Hajun, who had taken off his muffler and handed it to Kim Dobin, let out a short sigh.

“Good thing I came. Really, why is he acting like this lately?”

Wait, inside there Eden Hyung is…

Before Kim Dobin could take any action, Gyeon Hajun entered the password and flung the door wide open.

“Hyung, Hajun Hyung! Wait a sec-“

Kim Dobin jumped up and hurriedly grabbed Gyeon Hajun’s clothes, but Gyeon Hajun had already taken in the scene inside the studio. The acrid smell of cigarettes painfully stung both their noses.

Staring intently at Yoon Eden with a cigarette in his mouth, Gyeon Hajun asked with a hardened face.

“What… are you doing right now…?”

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