A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 234

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 234

“My laptop…!”

I didn’t even hit it that hard, so why did it break!

I held onto the broken laptop and tried hitting it a few more times to somehow revive it, but at Gyeon Hajun’s restraint, I obediently let go.

“If you keep doing that, even the service center won’t be able to save it, you know?”

“How about trying to hit the laptop once more with a lucky totem in front of you?”

Kim Dobin’s suggestion was quite tempting, so as soon as I picked up my phone to display CEO Kim Nodam’s profile picture, I got a call from Yoon Jeonga.

“Oh, hello. Did it work? Who got it? Grandfather?”

-Ahhhhh! Oppa, what should I do?

Her voice was so loud that even though I hadn’t switched to speaker mode, it rang out clearly, making me frown and subtly move the phone away from my ear.

“What, did you fail at ticketing too?”

-No way that would happen! I succeeded, but I habitually grabbed standing tickets! Of course Grandfather completely failed!

“I couldn’t even get into the server, so how on earth did you manage to get them?”

-That’s easy. I should have gotten 2nd floor center seats for him…! But my hands instinctively went for main stage front standing…!

Ryu Jaehee, who was drinking water beside me, spat it out right there.

Ryu Jaehee’s face was full of shock as he coughed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

This was in contrast to the other members who didn’t understand the situation and just stood there blankly, not knowing what that was all about.

Well, Ryu Jaehee was the only one who could immediately understand what Yoon Jeonga’s words meant.

Ryu Jaehee immediately picked up his phone and started quickly sending a text to someone.

“You really commit filial impiety in such novel ways. To think of making an eighty-year-old man stand in main stage front standing. Wow. Hey, my eightieth birthday diss rap won’t even be able to compete from now on.”

I let out heartfelt, genuine admiration. I’m still far from enough.

-No, I really did it out of habit! I always go to standing in that section!

Even at Yoon Jeonga’s cry that she was going crazy, I was still nodding my head even though I knew she couldn’t see me, as the shock of losing in filial piety level hadn’t worn off yet.

-When I explained that it means standing squeezed between people for several hours to watch, his expression completely soured… Of course, if you grab the fence you won’t get pushed from the front, just a bit from behind. What I got was A Section late 20s, so it’s totally possible for Grandfather to grab the fence.

The more I listened, the more Yoon Jeonga’s words made my filial piety diss rap seem like nothing, and when she finished, I clicked my tongue and gave her a word.

“Wouldn’t it be better for you to go to standing?”

-Do I really have to give up my VIP seat ticket to Grandfather?

“What can you do, it’s your karma.”

I had only thought about him watching from seats, I’d never imagined Grandfather doing standing.

-Ugh! Why did I do that! Damn fingers!

The call ended abruptly with loud wailing.

And one hour later.

[Yoon Jeonga- Grandfather just told me to go to the VIP seats???] 8:21 PM

[Yoon Jeonga- I guess Grandfather doesn’t want to go to the concert] 8:23 PM

[Yoon Jeonga- I should post a transfer notice] 8:24 PM

Well, of course.

Since I hadn’t expected him to come in the first place, I wasn’t particularly disappointed either.

The day after ticketing, we gathered around Kim Dobin’s laptop. Since my laptop had gone off to the A/S repair center.

Just before clicking to check, Ryu Jaehee turned to me with a pale face and asked carefully.

“Hyung, if I fail all three universities, do I have to cough up 200,000 won?”

“Tell them to sue you.”

I answered lightly with a giggle, but Ryu Jaehee’s face became even paler than before.

“Youngest, there’s no way you’ll fail. You applied to the other two places based on your grades. And you definitely did well on the practical exam too.”

Seo Yehyeon, the only one here with college entrance experience, calmly reassured Ryu Jaehee.

Seeing Ryu Jaehee’s hand that had no intention of moving over the mouse, I clicked it myself out of frustration.

A message congratulating his acceptance appeared on the monitor along with Ryu Jaehee’s exam number.

“See, dude. You passed. What were you so scared of that you couldn’t even click the mouse?”

Ryu Jaehee, with tears welling up in his eyes, suddenly hugged Seo Yehyeon.

“Hyung, I passed!”

“Youngest! I told you that you could do it!”

Watching Seo Yehyeon and Ryu Jaehee filming a touching school drama, I lowered my voice and whispered to Kim Dobin.

“Doby, quickly order chicken. Before Yehyeon hyung takes out chicken breast.”

“Yes sir.”

Perhaps not wanting to chew on chicken breast on such a happy day, Kim Dobin snatched up a chicken restaurant coupon at an unprecedented speed and went into his room, coming out a minute later with a triumphant face.

Seo Yehyeon, who had fully shared the joy with Ryu Jaehee, looked at us with a bright face and said.

“Well then, shall we have a celebration party to commemorate Youngest’s acceptance? I knew this would happen, so yesterday I bought fresh chicken breast instead of processed ones.”

“Oh, hyung, we knew you’d do that so we ordered chicken. It’s probably too late to cancel now.”

“Hey, chicken calories-“

“Oven-baked chicken, 960kcal.”

As expected, I cut off Seo Yehyeon who was about to rant about reciting chicken calories and preemptively recited the calories.

“Since it’s a happy day when Youngest got into university, shouldn’t we be able to eat chicken?”

Kim Dobin looked at Seo Yehyeon with the very desperate eyes of a dog that had received a ‘wait’ command in front of treats.

Seo Yehyeon, who was infinitely strong against me except in practice rooms and recording studios, but infinitely weak against Kim Dobin, seemed to waver and slowly nodded his head.

“But no cola, and no dipping in sauce either.”

“Eh, then what’s the point of eating chicken?”

“Should we eat chicken breast then?”

“No! I wasn’t planning to touch cola anyway! But could you please allow just the sauce?”

“Here, Doby. Go to this chicken place’s website and recite the sauce calories.”

When the chicken arrived shortly after, Seo Yehyeon rubbed his brow and muttered with a quite exasperated face, asking when on earth we had ordered it.

“So Ryu Jae is finally going to experience blind dates? I remember that foot acting you did in the previous acting competition. Can you compare it with reality now?”

“Hyung, do you think it’s possible for me to go on blind dates? What kind of posts would even go up…”

After I stubbornly insisted on posting and received the post format from the agency, I posted a concert ticket lottery post on Rev’s official account and went back to eating chicken.

[▶Post selfies and posts on official SNS 5+ times per week (5/5)]

[You receive 2 Initial Intention points.]

I achieved posting 5 times on the official account among the Weekly Quests, and my Initial Intention points increased.

I finally restored the Initial Intention points that my damn thirty-year-old self had scraped down to the 40s back to the 70s.

Being this happy about reaching the 70s made me truly miss the past when I was well over 90 points and could freely curse six times in a row.

[You have achieved 70 Initial Intention points.]

[Danger Level is permanently removed.]

At least that annoying thing called Danger Level or whatever has now completely disappeared from me.

If Cha Yeonho was the one who passed this Danger Level to me, couldn’t I also pass this damn Initial Intention system to that bastard?

[It probably won’t have much effect.]

[I’d rather recommend increasing the opponent’s Danger Level.]

Does this mean Cha Yeonho still possesses the Danger Level system? Then even if I pass the Initial Intention system to Cha Yeonho, it would still remain with me too.

‘Hmm, “increase the opponent’s Danger Level”…’

To increase Cha Yeonho’s Danger Level, touching Altair would be certain. The biggest card I had was lost because Cha Yeonho made the first move.

However…

‘That composer who was credited for the collaborative work, there was definitely only one.’

When I searched and looked it up, there was indeed only one name listed alongside KJ’s name.

The original whistleblower who had anonymously requested help from me. I had to find that person who was forced to live only as an underground composer after having their song stolen by a major agency’s tyranny.

Before Cha Yeonho could.

I guess I need to use my brain for once in a while. But how do I use my brain again…?

I was already desperately needing the help of Rev’s all-purpose problem solver, Ryu Jaehee. And I can’t even get help from the youngest member for this.

Damn KJ! Fucking Cha Yeonho! Cursed Altair! Why did you mess with me and make me have to use my brain!

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“Wow, what? Our album is releasing on the same day as KICKS?”

I let out a displeased exclamation while looking at the entertainment article released by New Born. Of all times, we had to face off directly against KICKS when the CEO’s pick became the title track.

Moreover, it seemed New Born had really sharpened their knives this time, as KICKS’ album was entirely handled by a producer who had established himself as a success formula in the industry.

When I casually asked Jiwon hyung, who’s friends with that producer, he said that although he only heard it briefly, the song was pretty good.

“If that stingy bastard who’s terrible with compliments says that much, it must really be good…”

I nervously swept up my bangs while checking the reply that came to Jiwon hyung.

While Kwon Yunseong had now settled into being just an awkward guy to face, Choi Hyeonmin, who subtly irritated me every time we met and openly picked fights with Ryu Jaehee, and the other KICKS members who still badmouthed us whenever Kwon Yunseong wasn’t around, weren’t just awkward—I hated the sight of them.

Watching those disgusting bastards triumphantly beat us?

That would be the day I’d grab my neck and collapse.

Normally, I would have believed without a doubt that we could win, but the work time had been rushed, and there were aspects where I had sacrificed some mainstream appeal for my musical taste preferences, and since it was the CEO’s pick, I couldn’t be certain of the results.

As I kept sighing deeply, Gyeon Hajun plopped down next to me and said something.

“You still seem to be tied down by those guys. Is it really worth worrying about releasing on the same day as them? We just need to do our own music.”

“Jun, do you also think our music is a bit lacking?”

At my sensitive question, Gyeon Hajun raised his eyebrows. I softened my sharp nerves and shrugged my shoulders.

“No, normally I would have said there’s no way we’d lose. But none of those words are coming out.”

“I just hope you don’t feel burdened.”

Gyeon Hajun answered calmly. Thanks to that, the burden wasn’t placed on my shoulders, but the anxiety remained.

And time passed.

Finally, the date for our first concert in this round was approaching.

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