A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 455

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 455

Just when I thought I had misheard, the mumbling sound suddenly stopped.

They keep going on about ghosts next to me, so now I’m hearing things. Was I subconsciously paying attention to it too?

If I told the members about this, it would definitely become 10 years’ worth of teasing material. I can’t add another dark history after the earphone incident.

I chuckled and finished the rest of my part, then gestured beyond the booth to play back and check the recording I had just made.

Several cowards’ screams could be heard from beyond the booth, and Dicky Producer, who looked like he was about to faint from shock, stammered into the microphone.

“There’s a ghost, ghost sound in the middle here…”

“I’m more concerned about my breathing sound than that noise. I can’t cut off the breathing timing here, right? I’ll go again.”

Ghost sounds and whatnot, I can barely even hear them. My breathing sound, which was completely mistimed, was much louder and more annoying.

I picked my ear and resumed recording.

“There’s another weird sound mixed in the middle…?”

“It’s fine. I was going to redo it anyway. This one sounds too much like hip-hop for a rap rock. Sigh, how should I refine this… Play the inst again.”

“Don’t you hear the mumbling sound in the middle?”

“Wow, sound effects automatically got added to the mumble. Still, I’m not satisfied with it. I’ll go again.”

“Am I the only one hearing this sound?”

“Let’s go one more time. Okay, I definitely got the feel now. Wow, I didn’t expect to struggle this much today. Recording with a microphone is definitely different from just doing it casually.”

At first, those who turned pale and made a fuss about ghost sounds at every little noise gradually became indifferent as this situation repeated.

After I definitely got the feel and attempted recording several more times, the noise that had been mixed in occasionally disappeared at some point. Should we completely replace the equipment in this recording studio too?

“Hyungs, doesn’t the air feel different somehow? Like it’s become more cozy? Until just now it definitely felt cool? Chilly? That kind of feeling.”

“Then it’s been exorcised, right? The recording studio evil spirit got fed up and completely left, right?”

“I think so? Honestly, even a living person would leave crying if they were ignored that much.”

“Why is today so long! I’ve been exhausted since you guys planned that surprise camera excluding just me and Yoon Eden!”

“Still, hyung didn’t have to do a duet with a ghost like I did…”

After successfully finishing my part recording, I returned to the dormitory with a much lighter heart. It took a little longer because Dicky Producer said he was scared to go home alone, so I gave him a ride in my car.

Although Seo Yehyeon and Ryu Jaehee’s parts were still left, the most urgent matter of Kim Dobin’s part was successfully completed, so whatever.

“Salt! Quickly sprinkle salt!”

“Should I play Buddhist chants on YouTube?”

“Yehyeon hyung, we have sea salt, Himalayan pink salt, and herb salt – which should I bring?”

“Ryu Jae Ryu Jae! I think I saw somewhere that there are herbs that ward off evil things too? Let’s go with herb salt!”

“Dobin, wouldn’t that be meat seasoning rather than evil spirit exorcism?”

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, the three cowards were rummaging through the kitchen looking for salt, playing Buddhist chants loudly, and making all sorts of fuss.

Are they still believing in that recording studio ghost or whatever? When I happened to turn my head and make eye contact with Gyeon Hajun, he shrugged as if to say he couldn’t stop them.

It seemed like he was thinking similarly to me while watching those three coward brothers.

Only after evenly sprinkling herb salt and sea salt at the entrance and on our bodies could I stop hearing that ghost nonsense.

Except for Gyeon Hajun who went to his room first, everyone was sitting together on the lit living room sofa instead of going to their respective rooms despite the late hour.

I was about to go into my room to rest a bit, but got caught by those three’s desperate hands and had no choice but to sit on the living room sofa.

Kim Dobin was spouting nonsense about fighting fire with fire, subduing ghosts with evil spirits, then received a scalp massage from me that completely relieved today’s recording fatigue.

“An episode that we can milk for about 10 years has been born. How did a horror special surprise camera develop into a real recording studio ghost sighting story.”

Only after getting scolded by me did Ryu Jaehee turn down the Buddhist chants flowing from YouTube, and muttered while staring blankly into space with a completely drained face.

Seo Yehyeon, who had been glaring at the air with a frown, asked in a serious voice.

“But if this song becomes a huge hit, should we say it’s thanks to the recording studio ghost?”

“If it’s a hit, it’ll be thanks to me, not thanks to a ghost. If you want to believe in that recording studio ghost meta so much, hold a ritual in the recording studio every time you record to summon ghosts.”

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After the midnight recording studio commotion passed.

Before we knew it, our regular 2nd album [NOX] activities were also nearing the end. If we finish the last music shows today and tomorrow, our regular activities will be wrapped up.

And if we get 1st place on today’s and tomorrow’s music shows, we could achieve a triple crown on all three terrestrial broadcasting music shows.

Currently, there was nothing we could do, and we could only hope to get 1st place without incident like on M Countdown the day before yesterday and Music Camp yesterday.

Would it be more frustrating to miss the triple crown by one show, or would it be more frustrating to lose 1st place on both music shows?

I was worrying about something completely useless until all the members gathered in the living room, then I put aside my idle thoughts.

“Kim Dobin, when I send you a message, read it right away. Because you don’t read them, you make me call you.”

“I did read it! I read it from the notification that popped up at the top of my phone screen! I was getting up to come out when I answered hyung’s call!”

“Then you should have said so when I called.”

“Eh, you told me to come out in one sentence and hung up before I could say anything.”

Since the dormitory got bigger and everyone got private rooms, unlike the old dormitory where we could make vocal announcements to gather, now only the 1st floor residents would come out, and we’d have to go up to the 2nd floor to make another announcement, which was troublesome, so we changed the announcement method from analog to digital.

That means we send announcements to the group chat. Of course, all five of us never read them at once, so calling each person who didn’t read it was annoying, but being able to save our vocal cords was an advantage.

“Now, tell me all the band instruments you can handle.”

While giving Kim Dobin, who dared to talk back cheekily, a firm scalp massage, I brought up the reason I called the members together today.

“If anyone can play drums, speak up. I can cover electric guitar and bass.”

Since no one said anything, it seemed I was the only one who could play drums. So I automatically got assigned to drums.

Gyeon Hajun slightly raised his hand and asked a question within expected range.

“Piano is okay too, right?”

“It’s keyboard, so okay.”

I had already been thinking of Gyeon Hajun for the keyboard role, so when I immediately said okay, this time Ryu Jaehee raised his hand and asked.

“I also play piano, what should I do?”

“You learned acoustic guitar from me for a while. Then you should be able to handle electric guitar roughly too. Youngest, you take the electric.”

It was fortunate that Ryu Jaehee’s copycat tendencies manifested in instruments too. Though he only learned guitar, probably because I only showed him playing guitar and never showed him playing drums.

When I turned my gaze to Kim Dobin next, he very confidently made a V sign with his fingers and said in a triumphant voice.

“I just learned the basic chords for bass.”

This guy who used to confidently list janggu, small gong, castanets, triangle, tambourine, recorder, danso and such nonsense as instruments he could handle, now knows how to handle bass guitar – it was truly moving.

It was worth nagging Kim Dobin that if he wanted to continue composing and develop further without stopping at this level, he should learn to handle a few instruments.

Now only Seo Yehyeon was left.

If Seo Yehyeon’s skills were better, he might have to give up his position, so everyone’s gazes toward Seo Yehyeon contained anxiety and wariness.

Of course, I never thought Seo Yehyeon could play drums, so I waited for his answer with peace of mind.

And Seo Yehyeon didn’t betray those expectations.

“I can play recorder and ocarina.”

Right, setting up a second guitar is screwed.

I briefly imagined Seo Yehyeon blowing an ocarina alone in the center, then stopped imagining because the picture was quite good and it pissed me off. He doesn’t even look funny because of his face, damn it.

“You really only studied during your school days, hyung. Your club was probably something like a reading club, wasn’t it?”

“It was a debate club, you know? Do you know how high the competition was that you had to interview to get in?”

“How would I know that?”

Actually, I didn’t particularly want to know either.

“Then it would be better to put Hajun, who has the second most parts after the youngest, in the vocal position. Give the keyboard to Yehyeon hyung. Hyung, you can play piano, right?”

“I can play with one hand, but not with both hands.”

What kind of nonsense is this? No wonder he mentioned recorder but didn’t mention piano.

Gyeon Hajun unexpectedly kept his keyboard position. He looked openly relieved. It seemed he wanted to handle keyboard rather than vocals.

“Hyung…”

I stared intently at Seo Yehyeon, then sighed deeply and rubbed my face with my palm.

“Couldn’t he be accepted as a face of the group just by holding a microphone… Just hold a standing microphone with both hands and stand there.”

I had no choice but to put Seo Yehyeon as vocalist.

What can I do when he can’t handle any instruments? Instruments don’t become familiar in just two months of practice.

A vocalist who doesn’t actually sing. This is how we differentiate ourselves from other bands. I was amazed at myself for saying this.

“You want me to be the vocalist? Then what about singing? Do I have to do all the singing too? Or lip sync?”

Seo Yehyeon seemed flustered as he poured out questions.

“Someone will take care of it from the side. We’re not just putting a microphone in front of you, hyung, so don’t worry.”

The concept of the repackage title song was a band.

It was also the first concept Rev was attempting. But even if we looked amateur, we absolutely couldn’t look shabby like a ragtag group.

Since the repackage album would come out and we’d be back on stage with in two months, I had to rack my brains from now on about how to make that ‘non-singing vocalist’ look less like a useless decoration.

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