A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 380

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 380

“So are you all going to walk to Hong Kong? We’ll arrive after WAMA ends. Hyungs, how are you planning to do the world tour like this?”

Our heartless youngest member wouldn’t accept our groaning, so everyone packed their passports with deflated faces.

“Doby, you didn’t buy any useless clothes this time, right?”

Seo Yehyeon, who had dared to try changing fate only to be forcibly rolled back and ended up wearing the second most terrible rabbit hoodie in history as his Hawaii vacation airport fashion, looked back at Kim Dobin anxiously and asked.

Of course, the first most terrible one was the cat hoodie I had worn.

He had been indifferent when I suggested the rabbit hoodie bet… People really only feel the seriousness when it becomes their own problem.

“Ah, right. I was so busy watching KICKS blow up lately that I forgot to order. This time it was going to be a shark hoodie.”

Kim Dobin muttered with a voice full of regret. In contrast, relief appeared on the faces of the other three. I felt the same way.

The shark hoodie Kim Dobin would have ordered was obvious. It would definitely be one with sharp shark teeth attached to the hood. And with the quality of sleepwear bottoms that looked like they’d been cut off.

I didn’t want to wear clothes that deviated from my aesthetic and get photographed at the airport. The cat hoodie once was enough.

“Too bad. Eden Hyung would have had a high probability of getting caught.”

“Why me? Is my image a shark? Or am I some kind of shark award?”

When I asked Kim Dobin, who was confident I’d win the penalty, for his reasoning, he shook his head and denied all my hypotheses.

“No? You called G-TE a shark bar, didn’t you? This kind of thing is usually karmic retribution.”

“Hey, you should still take my side instead of Hyeongjin’s side. What did Hyeongjin give you, huh?”

When I lightly gave him a neck massage disguised as a headlock, Kim Dobin said everything he wanted to say even while trapped in my forearm.

“And hyung isn’t a shark award but a tiger award… Sharks actually look quite dumb and cute. It’s just their teeth that are scary. Saying hyung resembles a shark is rude to sharks.”

“The neck massage must be too weak, haha. Your mouth won’t rest.”

“Gah! Is it a crime to say sharks are cute?”

As soon as I released my arm, Kim Dobin quickly moved away from me and spoke with a still regretful face.

“Then the shark hoodie is for next time. I picked out a really cool one, so it’s really disappointing.”

“What next time? Please stop buying useless things.”

“Hey, buying a few of these won’t empty my bank account. Though compared to the money piled up in hyung’s account, it’s just a drop in the bucket?”

“Even if you butter me up like that, I have no intention of paying for such useless things.”

Tsk, Kim Dobin stuck out his tongue saying he got caught. How could you not know that when I’ve lived under the same roof with you for years?

Of course, I didn’t count the time we lived together before regression. Back then, even though we lived in the same dormitory, we barely interacted.

I used to think he was someone who was overly cautious, but who knew he was someone who lived without being cautious at all. Rather than being displeased, I was relieved that Kim Dobin now comfortably showed his true personality in front of me.

“Hyung, you absolutely have to dress warmly this time.”

Ryu Jaehee grabbed me and earnestly pleaded. Is it because it’s too cold and he doesn’t think he can follow my fashion?

“Why? I don’t really get cold.”

“During our vacation, there was chaos about hyung’s short coat fashion being cold. The combination of short coat, t-shirt, and cashmere scarf spread like a plague. If hyung chooses fashion with no thermal protection this time too, there’s a non-zero probability that hyung will be immortalized in articles as the culprit behind increased cold incidence rates.”

“Then wear the short coat with a thick, warm inner layer. Who told you to wear a t-shirt in the middle of winter following me?”

When I grumbled, Ryu Jaehee immediately countered.

“That fashion was complete because it was the combination of short coat and t-shirt.”

“You could just not follow me. There’s such a simple solution, so why bother?”

I only stuck to my fashion, so why should my fashion choices be called a plague? Did I grab a megaphone and shout for people to copy me?

When I offered this sarcastic solution, Ryu Jaehee’s expression became sulky.

“Hyung dressed in a way that made us want to follow first…!”

“Why are you shifting the blame to me?”

When I shrugged my shoulders, Seo Yehyeon, who had been relieved to find stylist combinations without having to wear animal hoodies, clicked his tongue.

“Looking at our youngest member, he seems to get a bit reckless whenever he gets involved with Yoon Eden’s fashion.”

“You call me an idiot without hesitation, so why do you use such refined expressions for the youngest?”

“You’re not really asking because you don’t know the answer, are you?”

Seo Yehyeon got up and pulled back the curtain to look outside the window, then muttered to himself.

“Okay, it’s not snowing yet.”

Come to think of it, the weather forecast said it would snow today.

While I was trying to remember whether I had parked my car in the underground parking garage, Seo Yehyeon went into our room with the door wide open, grabbed something, stuffed it into his pants pocket, and strode toward the entrance.

“Guys, I’ll be back! Wish me luck!”

Seo Yehyeon smiled brightly at the members, especially at me, and left the dormitory humming some unrecognizable tune.

As soon as I heard the click of the front door closing, I narrowed my eyes and asked.

“Where the hell is he going that he’s asking for luck with such a happy-to-death expression?”

“Isn’t he going to buy lottery tickets?”

“Who goes to buy lottery tickets while announcing it to the whole neighborhood like that? It’s not gambling, is it…?”

“Come on, hyung. Like you said, who announces it to the whole neighborhood when going gambling? He’d quietly take a photo of the CEO as a lucky charm and slip away without a word.”

“I just saw Yehyeon hyung putting something in his pocket though?”

Kim Dobin and I exchanged glances silently, then jumped up at the same time. Damn it, I can’t stand to see our team’s visual getting his face plastered on the front page of the society section!

It was Ryu Jaehee who stopped us from immediately chasing after Seo Yehyeon.

“It’s not gambling. If Yehyeon hyung really ends up on the front page of the society section for gambling, I’ll give up copying Eden hyung’s fashion.”

“What merit does that condition have for us?”

“It’s a huge demerit for me.”

Gyeon Hajun, who was watching cooking YouTube videos, gave some advice as usual.

“Right, Jaehee. At least it should be something like throwing away all the clothes identical to Eden’s or switching to copying Doby’s fashion to feel sincere, don’t you think?”

“You want me to live wearing only hoodies 365 days a year? That’s the collapse of fashion culture.”

“What’s wrong with hoodies!”

Kim Dobin got fired up at Ryu Jaehee’s disgusted reaction.

And Seo Yehyeon returned to the dormitory about two hours later with the same bright face he had when leaving.

“Hyung, did you win big?”

“What are you talking about?”

Seeing no reaction to the probing question, it seems like Ryu Jaehee was right that it really wasn’t gambling.

“What the hell have you been doing lately?”

“Today’s the end. We have a packed schedule ahead anyway, so I won’t be able to make time for it.”

Now it was starting to snow, with snowflakes beginning to flutter down from the sky. Sitting on the living room sofa and admiring the heavy snow visible through the gap in the curtains, Seo Yehyeon let out an exclamation like some character from Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

“Wow, even the heavens are helping me.”

Did he go stir up some southeast wind at the Battle of Red Cliffs or something?

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Looking at my airport departure photo where I compromised with a light gray long down outer, I made a cold assessment.

“The neck area looks a bit plain. Maybe I should have worn the fur hood.”

“Why? It looks cool enough though?”

“What kind of fashion of mine doesn’t look cool in your eyes then?”

“The cat hoodie.”

“That’s beside the point, man. Did I pick that? Kim Dobin picked it.”

“Rev, please get ready!”

At the sound calling for us, I put down my cell phone and went up on stage for rehearsal. We were currently preparing for the WAMA Award Ceremony.

Standing blankly on stage and looking at the empty audience seats, Seo Yehyeon muttered quietly.

“This feels strange.”

“Why?”

“The fact that we’re decorating the ending stage.”

Seo Yehyeon, who had come to my side and stood next to me, glanced at me and then turned his head back toward the audience seats, trailing off his words.

“It feels like yesterday when I was incredibly nervous because it was the first big stage I’d ever stood on…”

“Oh, so you’re saying you’re confident you won’t make mistakes now even without being nervous?”

Being able to tease him like this was thanks to Seo Yehyeon’s skills having improved so much. If the Seo Yehyeon from back then saw the current Seo Yehyeon, wouldn’t he not believe it was himself?

Still keeping his gaze forward, Seo Yehyeon chuckled.

“You told me that, didn’t you? That it’s okay to make mistakes as long as they’re not too big.”

“What? I gave hyung such merciful words?”

Did the me from back then succumb to the Sincerity Gauge that the system imposed? No matter how I look at it, it was sweet talk to avoid creating discord among members.

“Yeah, you said that thanks to me being famous as the creator of new choreography, mistakes in foot direction wouldn’t even be newsworthy, so it’s okay to make mistakes. Oh, did you also say that if I got tangled up in movement lines and bumped into a member and fell, that would be newsworthy?”

“Hmm, that does sound like something I’d say. For a moment I thought hyung was confusing dreams with reality.”

“Hearing that was comforting though.”

“Wow, are you a masochist, hyung?”

“How do you say the exact same thing as back then? This part of you hasn’t changed at all, geez.”

Unable to take out his frustration on his styled hair, Seo Yehyeon just stomped his feet and grumbled.

“You had such a sentimental expression too, so I thought you were thinking the same thing. So what were you thinking about?”

You read people’s hearts so well but can’t see where they’re looking? What I was looking at wasn’t the audience seats but the artist seating area.

“Just, the guys who can’t come here starting this year.”

“Ah…”

Seo Yehyeon, who immediately understood who I was talking about, nodded with a look of understanding.

Still, did they participate in award ceremonies before the regression? I tried to recall my hazy memories from before the regression, but I couldn’t remember well.

Right, what’s the point of comparing with the past? The present I’m living now is more important.

“Alright, get in formation. Since this is the last rehearsal, let’s do it like the main stage.”

Hearing the members’ refreshing responses from here and there, I really started feeling strange like Seo Yehyeon said. I think I vaguely understood what kind of feeling Seo Yehyeon was talking about.

It doesn’t feel like that much time has passed, but we’ve really changed so much, haven’t we.

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