A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 361

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 361

The first thing I did was check if the cell phone in my hand was Kim Dobin’s.

‘Shit, it really is mine?’

That meant I was indeed the person who was certain that Cha Yeonho was the Reve regressor.

How the hell did he figure it out? My plan was perfect and Kim Dobin’s acting wasn’t bad either? Dobin spoke so naturally without even stuttering.

[What’s that supposed to mean]

I sent a reply trying my best not to show that I was flustered.

[Cha Yeonho- Can’t read Korean? Should I write it in Chinese characters so you understand the meaning better?]

I tried to play dumb but he’s being fucking annoying.

[No, I can read Korean, but I didn’t expect Senior to be confusing subculture with reality]

[Even our Doby who lives with that stuff isn’t that bad]

After I sent a moderately polite reply, there was no response for about 5 minutes.

[Cha Yeonho- Let’s meet for a moment]

[Are you going to grab me and say weird things like you did to our group member?]

[Cha Yeonho- Aren’t you curious why I’m so confident about this?]

Honestly, I was curious. But if I said I was curious here, I’d be getting swept up in his pace. This was a battle of pride between Cha Yeonho and me.

Now that he was treating me without even minimal courtesy, I didn’t want to meet him face to face.

It could just be him testing the waters anyway. If I responded to that meeting request and met him, that suspicion would become confirmed.

When I kept not replying, he seemed to get anxious and sent consecutive messages.

[Cha Yeonho- List of spies planted in your company]

[Cha Yeonho- This should be enough for a trade, right?]

I could have just pretended not to know, but…

I remembered the annoying song leak incident and the spy hunting process I did borrowing Ryu Jaehee’s brain. While I’m at it, I should sacrifice this body again to root out the spies that crawled into LnL.

After getting the spy list from Cha Yeonho, I could just wipe my mouth clean and play dumb, couldn’t I?

I got up from the sunbed I was lying on.

“Hyung, where are you going? If it’s the bathroom, let’s go together.”

“How old are you that you can’t even go to the bathroom alone? And I’m not going to the bathroom, I’m going to our hotel room for a bit.”

“Don’t wander off somewhere else and come right back.”

“Have you ever seen me wander off? Am I Doby?”

“Why am I being brought up here?”

I let out a heavy sigh and entered the hotel, tapping the room key from my pocket on the elevator. Then I turned toward the hallway on the opposite side from our room and pressed the bell.

With a creak, the door opened and Cha Yeonho, whose eyes looked particularly sunken, dragged me inside.

The place Cha Yeonho had called me to was a hotel room.

I briefly suspected he might be planning to commit murder and then disguise it as suicide, but I felt so much like Kim Dobin for having such suspicions that I gave up out of self-loathing.

The suitcase neatly positioned to one side and the blanket folded properly on the bed clearly revealed the personality of the person using this room.

It was quite a contrast to our hotel room where suitcases and clothes were scattered everywhere and the blanket was bunched up on the bed.

Cha Yeonho gestured to me and pulled over a chair next to the small table, plopping down heavily. I also sat in the chair across from him and opened my mouth.

“I thought you’d gotten a new room to call me to, but you called me to the room you’re staying in.”

“I wanted to do that too, but there are no rooms available right now. But I have both keys, so you don’t need to worry about our member suddenly coming in.”

“Oh, does your member perhaps not know how to get a room key from the front desk?”

“I told him I wanted to be alone, so even when he comes back from sightseeing, he’ll probably go to another room on his own.”

Cha Yeonho picked up his cell phone, closed all the apps that were open in front of me, and tossed his phone onto the table with a thud.

“Cooperating?”

“I guess having that full recording released became a very painful memory for you. Are you worried I might record something again like back then?”

Chuckling, I also pressed close all apps in front of Cha Yeonho’s eyes and placed my cell phone on the table as if throwing it.

With the table between us, Yeonho and I stared at each other intently as if probing.

So that Cha Yeonho remembers all the bad blood from our past intact. There was no way such a Cha Yeonho would be friendly toward me.

Though he was trying to appear calm, Cha Yeonho’s eyes were rippling with all sorts of turbulent emotions. He seemed to have even less composure than usual.

“Finally found you. I’ve been curious all along about who the regressor on your side was.”

“Sorry, but I’m telling you I’m not some regressor or whatever. I came here curious about those spies that your agency Daeheung supposedly planted in our insignificant agency. Get out of subculture and live in reality a bit, Senior.”

When I added polite advice along with the lie, Cha Yeonho’s brow twitched.

But that was only momentary, as Cha Yeonho put on a mask-like smile and opened his mouth again.

“Yesterday I was so out of my mind that I almost grabbed you and made a pathetic scene, but thanks to you I came to my senses. It was more effective than having cold water thrown on me.”

“What did I do?”

“If you wanted to make me mistake Kim Dobin for the regressor, you shouldn’t have made Kim Dobin say with his own mouth that he followed along.”

Why not?

“You were already showing obviously suspicious behavior, but saying something like that was too blatantly like ‘please suspect me.'”

Damn it. My secret move that I thought would put Cha Yeonho in the palm of my hand was actually a bad move.

“And didn’t you give him gaze coaching when you told him to say that? He looked at you first before speaking.”

Shit, I guess I poked Kim Dobin’s back for no reason. I should have just let him speak naturally.

“You should have said with your own mouth that you told him to follow along. Then I might have at least wondered who brought it up first. I had already seen you and Kim Dobin’s simple nature quite well.”

It was like I had fallen into my own trap while underestimating my opponent. I didn’t know he was crazy enough to pay attention to and suspect even such details. As expected, mind games weren’t my specialty.

However, this alone wasn’t enough to explain why he sent that text message that couldn’t be retrieved even if deleted.

If I stubbornly denied it to the end, could I bring up the Kim Dobin the regressor theory again?

“And what made that suspicion into certainty was… as soon as I concluded it was you, my vision became clear.”

Is this guy believing in some weird cult? Why would his vision become clear?

“Could you not look at me with those cult-watching eyes? Why, didn’t you receive the gift I sent you well? Though I was pretty pissed off because you looked too fine.”

Ah, was it the danger level?

If my system’s Initial Heart Points were electric shocks, then the danger level of the system Cha Yeonho possessed seemed to be about the level of vision interference.

If a system equivalent to iPhone Siri was holding out over there too, there was no point in continuing to deny it.

“Who would have known that a so-called regressor would get filmed doing diss rap at his grandfather’s 80th birthday party and have it spread on the internet, roll around in the entertainment industry for over 7 years but be so damn clueless that he couldn’t figure out the radio mission, and come on a hip hop survival show with the title of idol rapper to pull such crazy stunts?”

Every word that came out of Cha Yeonho’s mouth stabbed at my chest. So what if it did.

“So why did you call me yesterday? From what I heard, it seems like you weren’t certain I was a regressor until you called me out.”

“That worked out perfectly. I was at a loss for how to explain everything to you when you knew nothing, how to convince you.”

Cha Yeonho swept his face once with his palm and stared straight at me.

“Leave the team.”

Cha Yeonho suddenly said with eyes that seemed to have lost their mind. Has he gone crazy?

“Isn’t your head held a bit too high for someone making a request?”

When I replied with a crooked smile, Cha Yeonho gritted his teeth as if past memories were resurfacing.

“You’re saying exactly the same thing as back then.”

“Yeah, I deliberately said the same line so you’d remember. Did I ever listen to you even when you clung to my pants leg and begged?”

Since we both remembered what happened before the regression, there was no need for either of us to maintain face or courtesy with each other.

“Tell me. Why should I leave my group when I’m doing perfectly fine without any problems and hitting career highs?”

When I stared at Cha Yeonho with cold eyes and spoke sarcastically, Cha Yeonho answered with eyes that even held a hint of madness.

“Because I can only regress if you leave.”

“What are you talking about?”

“From your reaction, it seems you didn’t drag me along too. You didn’t know either, did you?”

If I leave, Cha Yeonho regresses? How can he be so certain from just one time? Could it be more than once? Is this also memory manipulation?

The system that used to rush over like a shot and display [ㄴ] whenever I suspected memory manipulation was quiet. It seemed my reasoning was correct.

“Why do you want to regress?”

“I thought it was a disaster, but this is actually an opportunity. I finally found it. The things that could make you and me bitter enemies can all be eliminated with this one regression. This is the last time, really. Let’s completely settle all the bad blood we’ve built up between us.”

I frowned watching Cha Yeonho babble incomprehensibly while filled with ecstasy.

Found it? Could it be…?

“Next time I’ll help so you won’t leave, no, so that Rev gets into the first team in the shortest time possible. If you have memories, tell me, and even if you don’t have memories, I promise to help.”

Cha Yeonho got up from his chair and grabbed my shoulders. I irritably shook off Cha Yeonho’s hands and replied.

“No, I’m doing perfectly fine without your help though?”

I had no desire to regress back to that terrible debut period when the relationships between members and Seo Yehyeon’s skills were both abysmal, and even if I had to start over, I wouldn’t need Cha Yeonho’s help.

Would he replace the former Planning Director for me, or improve the CEO’s judgment?

Realizing that the options he offered weren’t tempting to me, Cha Yeonho tried to persuade me with something else.

“How far back do your memories from before the regression go?”

“What are you going to do with that information?”

“You have it too, right? The system?”

Even though I didn’t readily answer, Cha Yeonho continued speaking as if he was already certain.

“Haven’t you thought that the system that interferes with and controls your life might also control your memories?”

Memory manipulation. Since I had overheard what he said to Gyeon Hajun, I already knew about this.

If Cha Yeonho remembered a longer period than I did, it would mean my memories had been manipulated.

“Twenty-seven.”

“See? You can’t remember.”

When I bluntly stated it, Cha Yeonho burst into laughter.

“Alright, let’s change the terms of the deal. I can tell you about things from before the regression that you can’t remember.”

Before I could flatly say I wasn’t curious, Cha Yeonho leaned his upper body toward me and whispered in an ominous voice.

“For example… your cause of death?”

My eyes looking at Cha Yeonho were filled with contempt and shock.

“You stalked me for 60 years because of that resentment? I’ve never seen such a crazy person!”

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