A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 334

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 334

While slurping down seafood ramen with a piece of octopus leg, I glanced down at my wristwatch to see it was already past 6 PM.

The only advantage of being dragged to this uninhabited island was that no one would complain about eating ramen at this hour. The grilled fish sprinkled with ramen soup instead of salt was quite edible too.

Whether it was actually edible, or if my tongue and taste buds had been downgraded by the overwhelming hunger.

“It’s a shame no one took the canned tuna – I brought it as my secret weapon.”

I clicked my tongue remembering Kim Dobin’s canned tuna that remained unchosen until the end, sitting forlornly in a corner of the motorboat. Instead of wasting time on that, he should have grabbed a sleeping bag.

Fortunately, the rain stopped while we were eating.

The ground was slightly wet but not enough for water to pool. Realizing we almost had to sleep on wet ground with our bare bodies and no sleeping bags, I lifted my gaze from the floor and whipped around to look at Kim Dobin.

Kim Dobin pretended not to notice and avoided my piercing stare.

After finishing our meal, the comedian who helped with cleanup went to look for his tent that had blown away in the strong wind, along with one cameraman.

“Hyung, what do we do now?”

Kim Dobin asked, looking at me with sparkling eyes. His pupils were filled with about ten times more respect than when he watched me during song production or recording directing.

To think that all I gained from this suffering on an uninhabited island was Kim Dobin’s respect.

And this bastard Kim Dobin – he respects me more as his bodyguard and brain-powered house fairy than when I’m doing my actual job? What the hell is wrong with his mindset?

Overwhelmed by reality check, I rubbed my face dry and answered.

“What else? I need to make a place to sleep.”

There’s nothing left to scavenge, so what am I supposed to do, play trading games? Since they’d already taken everything useful, now it would be a loss for us unless we traded a whole tent for water.

“Oh, I was really curious about this. How exactly do you make a makeshift tent with just a tarp, stones, and tree branches?”

Kim Dobin blinked as he alternately looked at our tarp’s waterproof sheet violently shaking in another strong gust of wind and the comedian walking over with an exhausted face, holding his dripping wet tent high above his head after apparently finding it.

“What if the makeshift tent flies away while you’re sleeping, hyung?”

“Well, since I’m making it under the tarp, it’ll block the strong winds as a first defense. And it won’t be so shoddy that it’ll easily blow away in the wind. I’m the one sleeping in it, not you.”

“Huh, does that mean if it were for me to sleep in, you would have made it shoddily?”

“Yeah, that’s right. If it were your sleeping place, I was going to make it so you’d sleep with one waterproof sheet on the ground and one covering you. Why?”

I replied while taking out the MacGyver knife that had suffered during cooking but was cleanly disinfected by heating it in the fire, cutting the rope I’d found into four equal pieces of appropriate size.

First, I laid the waterproof sheet on the ground, then placed the four stones that Kim Dobin and I had worked hard to carry on top of the sheet at each corner.

“Hyung, is there anything I can help with?”

“You staying still is helping.”

“Then can I watch from the side?”

“Go ahead. As long as you’re filming travel variety shows, this kind of miscellaneous knowledge might be useful later.”

“But hyung, where did you see this kind of thing?”

“It’s all on YouTube.”

I laid rope under the stones and tied them tightly in a cross shape, then wrapped the rope around the holes in the waterproof sheet on the ground and tied firm knots.

After carefully securing all four sides of the waterproof sheet to the rocks, I laid a foldable mat on top and tightly tied the rope attached to the stones through the holes of the waterproof sheet that would serve as the roof, pressing the sheet down under the stones.

I was snapping off small branches from the long tree branch I’d brought and trimming them with the MacGyver knife when I called Kim Dobin, who was watching with great interest from the side.

“Dobin, there’s something you need to do for me.”

“What should I do? Should I get three more tree branches? I was wondering why you only brought one.”

“No, I don’t need more branches. Just get me about three stones smaller than these. You need to get ones with decent size. Don’t bring pebbles and make yourself go back and forth several more times for nothing.”

Kim Dobin, who had walked confidently to the hill entrance in the island interior, came running back with a pale white face and grabbed me.

“Hyung, can’t we go together? I think there might be ghosts. What if I get bewitched and lose my way?”

“Yeah, I’m the idiot for trusting you with this. Let’s go, come on.”

If it weren’t for the cameras and Initial Heart Points, I would have kicked his butt and yelled at him asking how a grown man can’t even enter a place at eight o’clock, not even midnight. It was truly regrettable.

After finding appropriately sized stones – Kim Dobin carrying one and me carrying two – we came back down to the place that had become our base camp.

“What are you planning to do with these?”

“Finishing touches.”

I answered briefly and set up tree branches between the tarps. The tarp serving as the roof caught on the top of the branch I’d set up at the entrance, giving it somewhat the shape of a tent.

After supporting it with the three stones we’d gathered so the branch wouldn’t fall over, I threw the sleeping bag that Kim Dobin had been carrying well onto the folding mat.

Kim Dobin, who should be sleeping here, took off his shoes before me and crawled into the makeshift tent I’d made, letting out an exclamation as he lay down.

“Wow, it’s surprisingly spacious? There’s plenty of room for two people to sleep. Oh, it’s cozy.”

Kim Dobin, who had been rolling around, gave me a thumbs up as I hung the lantern hook on a small branch I’d deliberately left on the tree branch.

“From now on, when they pick people to go to uninhabited islands together, I’ll definitely choose hyung. Jaehee’s judgment was right after all.”

“I don’t need that, man. Are you saying in a roundabout way that you want to make this hyung suffer?”

“Huh? I’m not Jaehee or Hajun hyung, so how would I speak in roundabout ways?”

“It’s nice that you’re simple.”

I grumbled as I threw a blanket over Kim Dobin’s face as he sprawled inside my hideout.

“But, Eden hyung. What would have happened if I had brought Hajun hyung, who was my original first choice?”

“First of all, it’s certain that Juni, who’s a light sleeper and would have to sleep in such harsh conditions, definitely wouldn’t look at you favorably.”

Since he said that, I got curious again for no reason. After thinking about it, I said the first thing that came to mind.

“He wouldn’t have been able to make a makeshift tent like this.”

Housekeeping and survival were separate things, and from what I could see, Gyeon Hajun wasn’t someone with the manual skills suited for survival.

“And rather than monopolizing water like us to control this uninhabited island’s economy, he’d probably go with a method of exchanging with each other if the other person had something needed. Juni is a moderate.”

“As expected, bringing hyung was the right choice. That approach would be a bit lacking for becoming MVP.”

Do I get a bonus if you become MVP or something?

I used the remaining blanket after throwing one to Kim Dobin to create a wind barrier at the entrance, securing it well with the hooks I’d received for helping the Solo Singer set up his tent.

The Actor who only brought a sleeping bag and the Guitarist who brought nothing somehow managed to slip into the Solo Singer’s tent. Since what the Solo Singer brought was a small 2-person tent, it wouldn’t be a comfortable sleeping place for three adult men.

The already poorly set up tent swayed, and the Solo Singer burst out.

The Solo Singer, who discovered Kim Dobin coming out wrapped in a blanket and my cozy hideout under the tarp, let out a deep sigh.

“If I had known only one person could sleep there, I should have exchanged for tent space instead of a sleeping bag when bartering with water earlier, rather than accepting those two.”

“Why?”

“What I got from the mission I traded with those two was used up for everyone during mealtime. It was a strategy I devised aiming for MVP, but tsk.”

The Solo Singer made butterfly wing-like hand gestures, saying that thanks to us, his chance at MVP had flown away.

“Ah, this is driving me crazy! The tent is torn and all the cold wind is coming in!”

My makeshift hideout was sturdy even against the strong wind, but the Comedian’s pop-up tent not only shook mercilessly in the wind but had apparently torn while being blown around, creating a large opening that continuously supplied wind to the inside.

But since he chose that tent himself, he’d have to endure it through sheer stubbornness – what else could be done?

Everyone seemed quite tired, so after finishing a game of foot volleyball with the knockoff Wilson that the Comedian found for broadcast content, they went to bed one by one. I also squeezed my body into the sleeping bag and closed my eyes.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I opened my eyes wide at the sound of someone coming in through the wind barrier. Kim Dobin, carrying his blanket, was looking down at me.

“What, did you get kicked out?”

“No. I came on my own. I felt bad about sleeping in a good tent while leaving hyung, who I forcibly dragged along, to sleep alone in a makeshift tent.”

“Why don’t you go back quickly? Go back now, man. I went through the trouble of preparing a comfortable sleeping place for you.”

“Come on, hyung was touched too but you’re just acting like that. Well, that is the virtue of a patriarchal father.”

I opened my mouth to tell the truth to Kim Dobin, who was feeling proud all by himself, apparently under some delusion.

“Touching and virtue my ass! You made my efforts and the supplies I got go to waste, you bastard! And I said I want to sleep alone!”

“Huh, really…? But I can’t back out now.”

Kim Dobin replied with a stupid expression, scratching the back of his head.

“Why can’t you back out? Didn’t you just come out? You bet something again, didn’t you. Tell me quickly.”

“Why are you twisting my good intentions like that? I gave it up to Seongsu hyung. His tent was so tattered that he was practically sleeping outdoors with his bare body… And that hyung didn’t even bring a sleeping bag.”

In this situation, it would be awkward to send Kim Dobin back to the variety entertainer’s tent, so inevitably two people ended up lying down in my hideout.

“Hyung, today was tough, wasn’t it?”

“…I don’t even have the strength to answer.”

“I’ll definitely get you off work early tomorrow.”

Listening to Kim Dobin talk about broadcast content and such, I slowly closed my eyes again.

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Morning dawned on the uninhabited island. After washing my face thoroughly, I covered my hair with my hood and showed my face to the camera.

I didn’t forget to vigorously rub the cold water on Kim Dobin’s swollen, puffy face too. As Rev’s leader, I couldn’t tolerate my member standing in front of the camera with such an ugly face.

As soon as all the panelists gathered in front of the PD who had arrived early in the morning by motorboat, Kim Dobin raised his hand high.

“Wait a minute! I want to use one of the wish tickets I kept!”

“Dobin, you already used your chance ticket at the start.”

“Dobin, are you going to use everything up just on the uninhabited island? Today was an uninhabited island, but this is the trial version – what if they throw us in the Amazon next time? You should save the wish ticket for times like that.”

The panelists each added their comments and it quickly became noisy. The PD clapped once to calm the panelists down.

“Alright, quiet. Dobin, your wish ticket has been accepted. What wish would you like to make?”

“Escape from the uninhabited island! Everyone gets off work early! Let’s announce the MVP after we get off the uninhabited island!”

Judging by the flags and balloons on the motorboat, it seemed they were planning to play games from the morning.

According to Kim Dobin, the wish ticket had absolute authority that reigned supreme over everything, so the PD couldn’t even show the games he had prepared and obediently loaded us onto the motorboat and headed to the harbor where we first came from.

It was finally the moment to escape this damn uninhabited island.

The motorboat that safely brought us to the harbor cut through the water once more and returned to the harbor with the luggage and trash we had left on the uninhabited island.

While everyone was busy organizing their luggage in their respective suitcases, the sky darkened and suddenly rain began pouring down again.

So everyone roughly finished organizing their luggage and hurriedly got on the bus.

“Didn’t they say it would rain from the afternoon?”

“That’s right. They said it would keep pouring rain in the afternoon, so we were going to do just one short game in the morning and withdraw in order of game performance, but if it weren’t for Dobin, we would have been in big trouble.”

Listening to the conversation of the production crew in the front of the bus, the panelists let out sighs of relief. I was included too, as I had a schedule right in the afternoon.

“Wow, Dobin pulled it off again today.”

“Really. We almost got stuck isolated on the uninhabited island without any supplies. Lucky Dobin indeed.”

“I’ll talk to PD Jung nicely and ask him to make this wish ticket invalid. With rain pouring like this, if Dobin hadn’t made the wish to get off work early today, who knows how long we would have been waiting there.”

While Kim Dobin, who had tried to get me off work early but ended up becoming everyone’s savior by accident, was grinning at the praise pouring from all directions, I let out a sigh of relief.

I almost had another isolation story added to my nickname Isolation Idol.

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