A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 419

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 419

Sitting at the dining table set with chicken breast salad for breakfast, I picked up a fork instead of chopsticks first and solemnly declared.

“I’ve come to deeply realize the importance of conversation this time, you know? So how about we all have conversation time together once a day?”

The four pairs of eyes that had gathered on me to watch me pick up the fork scattered as soon as I lifted it, then fixed on me again at those words.

“Suddenly?”

“You sure realized that early.”

“That sounds too much like elementary school homework. Like they’d tell us to have family conversation time every day and write a report about it.”

“Don’t we have conversation time all the time anyway? Through Rev meetings?”

At least Ryu Jaehee’s rebuttal about Rev meetings was the most reasonable response among those four reactions. The most nonsensical response was, as always, Kim Dobin’s.

Elementary school homework, what kind of elementary school homework is this – for an idea the leader racked his brain to come up with to prevent repeating tragedy.

“Not the weird and completely useless stuff we discuss in meetings. Complaints you’ve been keeping inside, difficulties with group life or dorm life, things like ‘I wish someone would fix this aspect of themselves.’ Let’s have time to talk about those things as a group.”

“Can I say it now?”

“Oh, by the way, I’m not accepting complaints about regular album work, hyung.”

“It’s not about regular album work. I wish you’d stop pouring that dressing all over your salad.”

Seo Yehyeon said seriously, pointing at the low-calorie dressing bottle I was pouring generously enough to make the salad not just moist but completely soaked.

I wanted to argue that it wasn’t even Caesar dressing I was eating plenty of, so what kind of human decency is it to complain about tasteless low-calorie dressing, but the person who pointed it out was just crunching on salad vegetables without any dressing, so I had nothing to say.

“Thank you for being the first to set such a good example for my suggestion. How very cooperative of you, hyung.”

I was being sarcastic as I closed the dressing cap, but then I paused, remembering the dream I had today.

Right, I was told to speak nicely to Seo Yehyeon.

I should try to immediately fix things I’ve been called out on too.

“Your cooperative attitude is really nice to see. As expected of Rev’s eldest hyung.”

Clap- clap!

When I softened my tone and gave applause of praise, confusion appeared on Seo Yehyeon’s face.

“Are you being sarcastic or sincere? I can’t tell either.”

What else – it’s half and half. Seeing that Seo Yehyeon read the emotions in both my earlier and later words, sincerity really does get through, it seems.

“Jun, you too, don’t just keep things bottled up and speak up immediately. Even if you’ve nagged me about the same thing more than three times, say it. You’re the problem because you try to rot alone too much.”

“Haven’t I already been doing that since that day?”

Since that fistfight, the frequency of Gyeon Hajun and I speaking our honest feelings to each other without reservation had definitely increased.

Before the regression, too many things had been tangled for too long, so even if we belatedly had conversations about that damn parachute thing or my attitude and cleared up misunderstandings, we probably couldn’t have returned to being best friends like before.

So I decided not to hold onto lingering feelings for the pre-regression Gyeon Hajun anymore.

“Say more, more. Even trivial things.”

The current relationship was one where the first button was finally properly fastened from the start, without any tangles, as I had thought while seeing the pre-regression ending.

“Then can I say something too? Humanly speaking, I’d like to be able to sleep until 10 AM on days without schedules. Getting up at 8:30 is too early.”

“Ten o’clock? Don’t you feel bad about wasting time sleeping in the morning? Rather than using your phone late at night, go to bed early instead. Don’t you know the importance of deep sleep? The diseases that develop from sleep deprivation-“

“Then nine o’clock!”

“What is this, haggling prices at a market?”

In the end, I compromised with Kim Dobin to allow sleeping in twice a week. Right, I shouldn’t force my own standards on others too much either.

But if he sleeps in like that, it won’t be good for his health. I think I saw in a health article that excessive sleep also harms your health.

“Youngest Member, don’t you have anything to say?”

“I wish Doby hyung would stop going down the railings when the hyungs aren’t looking. We’re about to start choreography practice, so what if the main dancer gets hurt?”

As soon as Ryu Jaehee finished speaking, everyone’s eyes turned to Kim Dobin. Receiving four pairs of sharp stares, Kim Dobin scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

I immediately widened my eyes and poured out scolding and nagging. This was definitely the reaction Ryu Jaehee wanted. Actually, I wanted to nag too.

“How old are you to be going down railings because you don’t want to walk?”

“Sometimes I want to return to my childhood innocence.”

“Shut up, man. Just let me hear one more time about you going down the railings. I’ll assume you don’t have the stamina to walk down stairs and drag you along for morning exercise.”

Everyone familiarly ignored Kim Dobin, who started whining to Ryu Jaehee about how he could say such a thing, and began eating.

Come to think of it, I was pretty leader-like today. This is exactly what a leader’s role is.

The past Yoon Eden, who was indistinguishable between being a leader or a troller, is dead. Come to think of it, he really did die, hmm.

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“Why is a day 24 hours? Why do humans have to sleep more than seven hours out of those 24 hours? Why isn’t a day 48 hours? When there’s so much to do?”

“Huh, wouldn’t 48 hours in a day be too long?”

“What’s long about it? Even if a day were 48 hours, I still wouldn’t be able to finish all this if I maintain proper sleep time. Oh my, my lifespan. My lifespan is being shredded in real time.”

“Mine’s being shredded too. I’m also harmonizing choreography and music right now.”

“Right, right. You do great. Do great.”

I know you’re busy checking the choreography list, so I’m only having you review the music, but anyone listening would think I’m working you terribly hard.

I sent Kim Dobin home first at a reasonable time and stayed holed up in the studio alone until late evening, continuing work on the regular album songs in parallel with the OST demo tracks.

And as planned, I returned to the dormitory only late at night when everyone was asleep.

I quietly opened the shelf so as not to wake anyone and opened the box where emergency medicines were stored.

If I got caught taking sleeping pills again, our troublesome members would definitely make a fuss about possession again, so I safely returned to my room with two sleeping pills and a cup of water.

No, if a person takes sleeping pills, they should worry about whether they can’t sleep, not constantly suspect possession.

No matter how I think about it, this is a group with only weird guys gathered together. I wanted to exclude myself, but my conscience pricked me, so I just lumped myself in as a weird guy too.

It was my first time taking sleeping pills without having insomnia symptoms, so I was a bit nervous. Won’t this interfere with my health or sleep patterns?

Far from not being able to sleep right now, I’m tired to death, but is it okay to take sleeping pills in this state?

If I take this and can’t recover my memories, won’t I just become someone who harmed their health?

All sorts of worries and concerns floated through my head.

I stared intently at one sleeping pill I picked up with my fingers, then put it in my mouth with a determined face.

I tried to swallow the sleeping pill down my throat with water, but just like before, I spat it out right before swallowing, no different from previous times.

I coughed a few times at the water trying to go down my windpipe. Other pills go down fine, but only sleeping pills do this.

Right, swallowing with water is a failure. So now I’ll go with the chewing strategy.

I smoothly pulled out a lemon-flavored lollipop I had bought earlier from a convenience store near the studio from my pocket.

If Seo Yehyeon had seen this, he would have made a fuss telling me to recite the lollipop’s calories, but right now I’m not Seo Yehyeon’s roommate, so it didn’t matter. This was the biggest advantage of having a private room.

I threw the sleeping pill into my mouth and crushed it with my molars.

The subtle taste of the pill spread in my mouth and I reflexively dry-heaved as if having an allergic reaction, but the same error window as before didn’t appear.

Did they fix it right away just because an error occurred once? Only uselessly diligent at times like this.

I spat the sleeping pill fragments into a tissue, rinsed my mouth with the remaining water, then immediately bit the lollipop. The lemon flavor spread in my mouth and I felt a bit better.

I lay down on the bed just like that. My vision seemed slightly hazy as I blinked slowly a couple of times.

Recovering memories with sleeping pills ended in failure. If I don’t want to give in to Cha Yeonho, is there really only the orthodox method left?

“But what exactly was the condition for opening that 28-year-old memory fragment that the memory was unlocked while having a conversation?”

[‘Memory Fragment (28)’ essential condition: Safe avoidance of severance branching point and achievement of relationship improvement level 100]

[‘Memory Fragment (28)’ opening condition: Gyeon Hajun’s acceptance of drama OST]

Do they unlock memories when they’re certain the memory won’t affect real life?

So I can crack it open and check anytime if the gap between what I remember and reality creates cracks in daily life.

Like how I firmly believed Gyeon Hajun had cut me off even though I had no memory of being estranged, or how I was grateful that Ryu Jaehee didn’t let go of me until the end even though I remembered our last conversation – is there another part I missed?

[I recommend not digging deep-]

Before I could even finish reading the text in the status window the System displayed, my hazy vision was smoothly enveloped in darkness.

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Today is the variety show filming day with Seo Yehyeon.

Originally, Seo Yehyeon and Gyeon Hajun were supposed to appear on the variety show together, but Gyeon Hajun’s drama filming schedule changed, so I, who happened to have no schedule that day, ended up going in as Gyeon Hajun’s substitute.

Kim Dobin would only return home this evening due to 【Trouble Travel】 filming, and Ryu Jaehee had an MC schedule for a music show, so I was the only one who could substitute for a schedule that needed two Rev members.

Great, thanks to this my lifespan is going to be shredded for 8 more days.

“I’m screwed….”

“I think so too, hyung.”

“I thought we could definitely win the prize money, but for it to disappear in an instant like this….”

“I think so too, hyung.”

I dutifully responded to Seo Yehyeon’s despairing mutters as he held his head in his hands, unable to bring himself to actually pull at his hair.

And for good reason—the variety show we were appearing on today, 【15 Minutes】, was a cooking variety program that was currently rising in popularity.

That’s right, cooking—the one subject that even perfect me was absolutely terrible at, along with studying.

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