A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 225

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 225

When I was a teenager, unlike the minors who received 300,000 won in New Year’s money, I used to watch my cousin hyungs and noonas in their twenties receive 500,000 won and wish I could grow up quickly to become an adult.

And on that long-awaited New Year when I turned twenty, unlike Yoon Hyeonho who received 500,000 won, I received another 300,000 won and learned the truth.

The criterion wasn’t age, but whether you went to university or not.

When I threw a tantrum demanding 500,000 won since I was twenty, Grandfather sternly told me to go to university if I wanted the extra 200,000 won.

I ranted about who Grandfather thought he was, trying to control my beliefs with 200,000 won, only to be counter-attacked with “Then why are you trying to break my beliefs?” and ran out clutching the envelope with 300,000 won, furious at having nothing to say back.

After that, I skipped New Year’s greetings throughout my debut and entertainment activities, only managing to get 300,000 won once through video call greetings for three people last time.

Ryu Jaehee was a minor then, and anyway, even though Seo Yehyeon did enter university, I knew he dropped out so he wouldn’t meet Grandfather’s 500,000 won standard.

But the current Ryu Jaehee has applied to university! And he said he did well on the college entrance exam so he’ll get accepted! Since his will is clear, he won’t drop out of university either!

Ryu Jaehee was the perfect person to resolve my resentment over the 500,000 won I couldn’t receive just because of one university.

“You’re going to university?”

I proudly nodded at Grandfather’s somewhat shocked expression.

“Yes, he did well on his college entrance exam too.”

“While someone was trying to drop out of high school for that performer nonsense, he managed to study alongside doing that?”

Ryu Jaehee covered his face with his hands and desperately grabbed my arm under Grandfather’s gaze, but I had to say what needed to be said.

“Don’t call it performer nonsense. That’s occupational discrimination.”

“What did you do during your school days when you weren’t even doing performer activities, you!”

“Tsk, filial piety diss rap part 2 go?”

When Grandfather grabbed the back of his neck, Grandmother urgently patted his back while shooting me a sharp look.

My paternal grandmother was the very person who tried to put me on , so I didn’t have particularly good feelings toward Grandmother either.

Rather, Grandfather was the one who stopped it, saying it would bring shame to the family.

While others had their past as child actors and kid models discovered, I almost became a male idol who appeared on in the past.

“So that’s why it’s been boring when you came to the paternal family home during holidays these past few years.”

One of my cousin hyungs muttered from behind with an enlightened voice. I’m the content of this family, really.

Grandfather took out four more 50,000 won bills from his wallet and gestured to Ryu Jaehee.

“I’m really okay with this… I’m not even a grandchild of this house, so I feel sorry for butting in to receive New Year’s money, you don’t need to give me this much.”

“When an adult gives you something, you say thank you and receive it.”

Grandfather lightly scolded him and placed the bundle of money in Ryu Jaehee’s hand, then added a word.

“Don’t get influenced by that guy.”

If Grandfather sees Ryu Jaehee copying me, he might faint.

Grandfather’s eyes softened at Ryu Jaehee’s respectful 90-degree bow.

I gestured to Ryu Jaehee, who didn’t know what to do with all the bills and was trying to put them in his pocket.

“Give it here. Hyung will put it in an envelope and give it to you when we get home later.”

I roughly stuffed the money envelope, now bulging with Ryu Jaehee’s money added, into my jacket pocket. After finishing the New Year’s greetings, the meal finally began.

I internally condemned the old-fashioned etiquette where the meal could only start after Grandfather picked up his spoon. How many families follow that these days.

“Yoon Jeonga, tell me about your college admission results.”

At Grandfather’s words, Yoon Jeonga made an expression like what she’d been dreading had finally come. Grandfather’s brow furrowed deeply at Yoon Jeonga’s shrinking voice.

“How exactly did you study to only be able to go to that level?”

When Grandfather scolded her, Yoon Jeonga hung her head low and flinched.

Ryu Jaehee stopped eating with an expression like he was on pins and needles.

At Yoon Jeonga’s desperate gaze glancing toward me, I picked my ear with my pinky and spoke indifferently.

“Right, Jeonga. Don’t go to university like me. Even though I went to university and he’s still like this, wouldn’t it be better to just quit cleanly rather than live hearing such words?”

Then the atmosphere would shift to something like ‘still, isn’t going to university better’ because of my example.

“That’s right, Father. Jeonga got accepted to higher-tier universities too, but she chose based on the department after thinking it over. These days the trend is to prioritize departments over university names. You can’t think with the old admission standards.”

Youngest Uncle quickly seized this flow and said something that could soften Grandfather’s anger.

In the middle of the meal, Aunt spoke to me.

“Eden, you shouldn’t be too obsessed with just that idol thing either, you should learn some skills or take public service exams to look into other paths.”

“What? Suddenly?”

Right now I need to become a world idol group with 30 million fans to stop this infinite regression, what nonsense is this? Is this some new curse?

Seeing my sour expression and Father’s stiffly hardened expression, Aunt smiled and added.

“No, it’s just that Hyeonho said he’s never once seen anyone around him talking about Eden’s group.”

Of course. There wouldn’t be people around Yoon Hyeonho anyway.

“Isn’t popularity the lifeline for idols? If it’s still like this after debuting for several years, there’s no hope. Second brother, don’t just let the kid do whatever he wants, you need to start facing reality. Eden is twenty-three now. Our Hyeonho already finished his military service, but Eden hasn’t even gone to the army, saying he’s doing idol work.”

We’ve won first place on music shows several times and if you just turn on TV right now, you’ll see commercials that Seo Yehyeon filmed, what nonsense is this.

But since Aunt couldn’t possibly know the faces of our group members except for me and Ryu Jaehee who’s here, I just passed it off as her being someone who can’t keep up with trends like her son.

“He’s a grown adult, he’ll handle it himself. What kind of harsh words are you saying to a kid who’s doing well.”

Father frowned and scolded Aunt. I judged this wasn’t worth dealing with and picked up my rice spoon again, but apparently Yoon Jeonga didn’t think so.

“Hyeonho oppa, you don’t have any close female friends, right?”

At Yoon Jeonga’s sudden question, when Yoon Hyeonho hesitated and couldn’t answer immediately, Yoon Jeonga took that as confirmation and nodded.

“Yeah, I could tell oppa would be like that just by looking. That’s why you don’t know how popular Rev is.”

At Yoon Jeonga’s cutting words, Yoon Hyeonho, who had been quietly minding his own business but suddenly got attacked, looked at Aunt resentfully. Uncle showed interest and joined in.

“Is Eden’s group that popular? I’ve heard their songs a few times on the radio during commute.”

“At school, they play music videos requested every Thursday, and Eden oppa’s group always comes on. Altair, Rev, Syndrome, KICKS, Navy – these are the popular male idols these days. Revolution is past their prime now.”

When the names of groups that once did special stages together, divided into leader and youngest member, came from Yoon Jeonga’s mouth, I briefly made eye contact with Ryu Jaehee who shared the same memories.

“And this time Rev is even holding a solo concert! A solo concert!”

In case the adults might not understand, Yoon Jeonga kindly explained the terminology. There was no better Rev publicity ambassador.

“Jeonga, didn’t you used to say you liked Altair? Did you change your favorite group to support Eden?”

At Cousin Noona’s innocent question, Yoon Jeonga shook her head in disgust.

“As if. I’m just trying to keep my eyes as unfocused as possible, so don’t misunderstand like that.”

Grandfather, who had just been observing the war happening at the dinner table, clicked his tongue.

“What’s so proud about a famous performer, singer coming out of the Yoon family, tsk.”

If I had used Mom’s surname like Yoon Hyeonho, I wouldn’t have to hear that Yoon family nonsense. Then again, would Lee Eden be a bit strange?

Anyway, it seems my filial piety diss rap threat worked well on Grandfather. Seeing that he finally stopped saying that performer nonsense.

My filial piety diss rap threat is like a reset button for Grandfather. I should threaten him more diligently for Grandfather’s reformation.

“You’re holding a concert?”

I nodded at Grandfather’s question.

“Give me a ticket.”

At those words, everyone at the dining table’s attention focused on Grandfather.

“Why…?”

When I asked sourly at words that were far beyond expectations, Grandfather frowned and replied.

“I need to see with my own eyes what path you chose while giving up even university.”

I gaped in shock. What did I just hear? Grandfather is coming to the concert? So he’s telling me to give him a ticket?

“What? What did you say? After calling people performers and disparaging them like that, dismissing them, now you want to come for free and evaluate my stage? Even our fans who want to come can’t all attend the concert, and now just because you’re my family member! Without any difficulty or desperation, you want to come comfortably! Can you even evaluate it properly!”

When I pounded my chest and gave an impassioned speech, Grandfather stared at me with stunned eyes. My cousin hyungs were already covering their mouths and snickering.

“If you really want to come that badly, Grandfather should do the ticketing yourself and get a ticket to come. I’ve already given out all the invitation seats to my acquaintances.”

I shrugged and added.

“Oh, and don’t think about taking our parents’ invitation tickets. At least our mom and father didn’t oppose me being an idol.”

“I wouldn’t think of taking tickets from parents going to see their child’s concert either. How do you do this ticketing thing.”

“Father-in-law, you don’t need to do that. There’s an invitation seat here. Jeonga, you got a ticket from Eden, right. Quickly give one to Grandfather.”

At Youngest Aunt’s words, Yoon Jeonga’s eyes went wild as she faced the crisis of having her invitation ticket taken away.

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