A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 352

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 352

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I opened my eyes with a dazed mind to the scent of dried pollack soup drifting past my nose. With every breath I took in and let out, I wondered if I was currently drowning in a lake of alcohol.

“Ugh, I’m dying…”

With a throbbing head and churning stomach, I groaned as I sat up in bed. It seemed like morning exercise was definitely out of the question.

Even though he went to bed quite late, Seo Yehyeon’s bed was empty, apparently having gone out for morning exercise. Anyway, if I had to pick the toughest one among the five of us, it would definitely be Seo Yehyeon.

When I came out of the room, the smell of dried pollack soup became even stronger. I unconsciously looked at the kitchen first, but there was nothing on the gas stove.

Next, I turned my gaze to the dining table where two instant cup soups were steaming.

“Oh, I was about to wake you up, but you got up on your own? I bought these for you guys when I went out for my morning exercise. Eat them gratefully.”

Seo Yehyeon, who was drinking water, pointed to the cup soups with great pride. I pulled out a dining chair and plopped down while grumbling.

“It’s not even homemade, just instant soup that’s done by adding water. And you’re acting like you did us a favor.”

“Just eat what you’re given. Am I your mom? If you want homemade hangover soup, go buy dried pollack and bean sprouts yourself and cook it.”

I missed Gyeon Hajun’s hangover soup from the day after drinking with the crew hyungs or DTB 4 participants.

Back then, even though I couldn’t drink even half my usual amount due to the system, I would cure my hangover perfectly with that in the morning.

As I received a cool glass of water from Seo Yehyeon to calm my stomach even a little, Gyeon Hajun also came out of his room with a particularly haggard complexion.

Gyeon Hajun staggered over and barely sat down at the dining table, glanced at the dried pollack soup, then shook his head and spoke slowly.

“Hyung, I want a hamburger instead of hangover soup…”

“Huh…?”

Seo Yehyeon was flustered. Gyeon Hajun frowned and rubbed his forehead, still responding in a slow, drawling voice.

“You know I can’t eat soup the day after drinking, hyung…”

At his strangely reproachful tone, Seo Yehyeon retorted with a deeply wronged expression.

“No, Hajun. I’ve never even seen you drunk, so how would I know that?”

“Hyung, why are you listening so seriously to a drunk person’s nonsense? Can’t you see he’s still not fully awake from both the alcohol and sleep? Don’t you see his eyes are only half open?”

I clicked my tongue at Seo Yehyeon and pulled one of the cup soups toward me.

The current Gyeon Hajun, still not fully awake from alcohol and sleep, had a very high probability of seeing Seo Yehyeon as his real older brother.

I suddenly remembered how Gyeon Hajun’s sister had previously worried that Hajun grew up being spoiled as the youngest, only receiving care and never giving it.

Back then, I couldn’t imagine Gyeon Hajun being like that, but seeing him like this, I think I can roughly guess what he was like at home?

“Hajun, what kind of hamburger do you want? Would a convenience store hamburger be okay?”

“No. Burger King Whopper, all extra.”

“How about McDonald’s? Although they only have McMorning at this hour?”

“Definitely Burger King…”

Gyeon Hajun shook his head with a stubborn face. Since there was only McDonald’s near the dormitory, Seo Yehyeon eventually called the road manager and detailed Hajun’s order.

He tells me to just eat what I’m given, but shows such member favoritism. Is this anti-Hajun discrimination or anti-Yoon Eden discrimination?

“I want a hamburger too!”

Kim Dobin quickly burst out of his room and shouted.

“What did you say, Dobin? Want to look up and recite how many calories are in a Whopper?”

“I’ll just eat rice.”

Kim Dobin quickly gave up and was about to sit at the dining table, but when I scolded him for coming alone without waking up the youngest member, he hurriedly went back into the room.

“Yoon Eden, you… have excellent Korean taste buds.”

Seo Yehyeon looked at me with a somehow relieved expression as I quickly finished my portion and smoothly slurped down even the dried pollack soup that had been Gyeon Hajun’s share.

“Right, my food complaints aren’t even complaints, are they?”

“No, if you think about it, you’re worse. He just has to order at a restaurant and that’s it, but you’re demanding the quite troublesome labor of cooking.”

“If you put it that way, isn’t Juni also demanding labor from the fast food part-timer?”

“Those people at least get paid hourly wages. Do you pay me when I make hangover soup for you?”

“Would you make it if I paid you?”

“…Let’s stop talking.”

Gyeon Hajun was now lying face down with his forehead pressed against the dining table. It was fascinating since I’d never seen him like this before or after my regression.

“Youngest Member, you’re up?”

“Yes. But why does Hajun hyung look like he’s dying…?”

“He drank too much, that’s why. Hajun was really something else yesterday. He has the worst drinking habits among us.”

“His hangover must be really severe. Eden Hyung who drank with him is perfectly fine though. But isn’t Doby Hyung who throws up the one with the worst drinking habits?”

Ryu Jaehee, who discovered Gyeon Hajun lying face down on the dining table as soon as he came out of his room, shook his head briefly and sat in his seat.

“Are your injuries feeling better?”

“Of course. I wasn’t hurt that badly, just got slightly scraped up.”

Ryu Jaehee answered cheerfully to my question while touching the large bandage on his knee.

Meanwhile, the road manager brought Burger King Whoppers all the way to the dormitory. Light gradually returned to Gyeon Hajun’s eyes as he chewed his hamburger in a dazed state, still not fully conscious.

At the same time, as if all his memories had returned, Gyeon Hajun looked at Seo Yehyeon with a bewildered expression, then covered his face with his hands and apologized.

“Ah, ah… I’m really sorry, hyung.”

The tips of his ears were bright red, unable to hide his embarrassment.

Seo Yehyeon waved his hand with a nonchalant expression, then naturally made his request as if he’d finally caught his chance.

“Why don’t you just drop the formalities and speak casually now? Isn’t it about time to drop the honorifics? Yoon Eden started speaking casually on his own a month after we met.”

If I corrected him that it wasn’t a sign of intimacy but just an expression of not wanting to treat him as a hyung, the system would definitely dock my Initial Intentions points for promoting discord or something.

You’ve grown, Yoon Eden!

Of course, my pride disappeared without a trace at Seo Yehyeon’s next comment.

“Though I’m sure Yoon Eden back then wasn’t dropping formalities to get closer.”

“You knew?”

“Do you think I’m you? Am I that oblivious? Why do you think I acted so annoying toward you in the early days?”

No, I thought that was just Seo Yehyeon’s original personality. Before my regression, we didn’t talk to each other at all, so how would I have known what kind of personality Seo Yehyeon had?

“Honestly, our birthdays are less than a month apart. I even have friends born later in the year who are older than you, so it’s awkward to keep hearing formal speech from you.”

Gyeon Hajun stared at Seo Yehyeon, who was smiling awkwardly, for a moment, then said briefly with a smile on his face.

“Should I?”

Seo Yehyeon, who had hesitated for a moment either because Hajun agreed so readily or because hearing casual speech from Gyeon Hajun felt unfamiliar, nodded enthusiastically.

“Got it, Yehyeon hyung. I’ll speak casually from now on.”

I suddenly remembered Gyeon Hajun’s response when I suggested he speak casually to Seo Yehyeon at the pension run by Kim Dobin’s aunt – he had refused, saying formal speech was more comfortable.

I knew well that was essentially a line Gyeon Hajun had drawn with Seo Yehyeon.

The Gyeon Hajun before my regression used formal speech with Seo Yehyeon until the very end that I remembered. Looking back now, I was the cause of most of what made the relationship between Seo Yehyeon and Gyeon Hajun uncomfortable.

It was Gyeon Hajun who always tried to somehow mediate between Seo Yehyeon and me when we were constantly fighting fiercely. When Seo Yehyeon and I weren’t speaking to each other at all, Gyeon Hajun took on the role of relaying messages between us.

So rather than feeling regretful about this change, I was pleased.

I could see what the relationship between these two people, which the pre-regression me had ruined, might have been like originally.

“Finally, the life of a grade-breaker has come to an end.”

I took the last spoonful of soup and put down my spoon, muttering with satisfaction.

After Gyeon Hajun finished his Whopper and crumpled the burger wrapper into the paper bag, Seo Yehyeon rested his chin on his interlocked hands and spoke seriously.

“Since everyone’s sobered up, let’s discuss this. What are we going to do about Jung Iseo?”

This guy has been eyeing even a single spoon at the dinner table from before, and now he’s sneakily stealing my role?

“Jung Iseo?”

“You know. That KICKS member who was following us around yesterday.”

“Ah, the culprit who made our dormitory tremble yesterday?”

“Well, half of it was also because of Eden Hyung’s reaction.”

I had nothing to say to Ryu Jaehee’s added comment and kept my mouth shut. Yeah, I’m the bastard who quickly agreed to give him a song thinking only about before my regression.

“Since you already said you’d give him a song, give him a completely shitty one. At a level where he absolutely can’t succeed. You didn’t promise what quality you’d give him. So it’s up to you, no, Hyung’s heart.”

Kim Dobin said with a crooked smile. That smile resembled someone quite a bit. Yeah, just like Ryu Jaehee who mimics my smile…

Is this why they say you shouldn’t even drink cold water carelessly in front of kids?

While I was falling into distress, Gyeon Hajun immediately refuted that good opinion.

“Why bother? Then it would become a stain on Eden’s career too. Wasting time for nothing. I know well the pride Eden has in his own music, so how could I tell Eden to produce a terrible song.”

“It’s okay, Jun. Rather than deliberately making a terrible song to give to someone you don’t want to give a song to, wouldn’t it be more damaging to your pride to stubbornly stick to pointless principles and drive a nail into your friend’s heart?”

I tapped the edge of the cup with my spoon and replied confidently. Seo Yehyeon made a disgusted face.

“That wasn’t something you said while drunk, but something you could say with a clear mind too?”

“It’s different. Yesterday I was talking about saying two different things with one mouth, and today I’m talking about real music, something related to music.”

A blue status window flickered very briefly like a phantom before my eyes and quickly disappeared. Even though I wrote such things before my regression, surely I wasn’t trying to make “real music” a forbidden word, right?

“I can roughly picture how the scheme was set up. Whether he couldn’t calculate Hajun Hyung’s feelings toward you, or whether even that was part of that bastard’s scheme, I don’t know.”

Ryu Jaehee, who had been tapping the dining table with his finger, looked at me and asked.

“Eden Hyung, you didn’t call and raise hell, right?”

“I was going to do it after finishing the meal. Should I do it now?”

When I asked with full enthusiasm, Ryu Jaehee stopped me, saying not yet.

“No. Hyung’s role is the most important. Since Hyung accepted that demand for a solo song, that person would have lowered his final guard that he had set up against Hyung.”

While maintaining eye contact with Gyeon Hajun who was looking at me with a pleased face, Ryu Jaehee smiled slyly.

“Since that side tried to use us, now we should turn around and use that against them.”

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