A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 473
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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 473
“You brats, when a person talks to you, at least pretend to listen. Do I really have to come all the way down there? Get down there quickly, quickly.”
I strode toward the kids who were preparing to jump fearlessly into valley water so deep it looked pitch black, gesturing for them to stop.
When I quickly pointed to the shallow downstream area telling them to go over there, one kid holding a beach ball grumpily talked back to me.
“That place is too shallow.”
“Kids, shallow places aren’t fun, right?”
When I asked in a deliberately kind tone, matching their eye level, the kids nodded with faces that said now we’re finally getting somewhere.
I told those little ones the cold reality.
“Shallow places aren’t fun, but deep places could cost you your lives. Want to die looking for fun?”
When the parents on the platform also noticed this situation and belatedly joined in telling them to come down to the downstream area immediately, the kids who had been talking back trudged down to the downstream area.
But seeing how they kept glancing at the upstream valley, they didn’t seem to have given up obediently, so I ended up guarding the path to the upstream area and sitting on a rock.
I still have to clean the room and wash towels later, but I can’t even rest and what is this.
But is this really a vacation…?
Meanwhile, the little ones who had initially played downstream while glancing at me and stealing looks gradually lost their wariness of strangers and slowly approached me.
“Ah, I think I’ve seen this hyung somewhere before.”
Oh, they couldn’t even recognize Kim Dobin who appears on weekend variety shows on terrestrial broadcasting, but they recognize me? Wow, I guess I really have become famous.
What brought down my soaring pride was the kid’s next question.
“Hyung, do you do Paprika TV?”
“No.”
I replied with a deflated face. The TV I appear on isn’t that TV, kid.
“Then hyung, do you do YouTube?”
“Oh right, I think I saw this hyung on YouTube too, not Paprika.”
“Yeah yeah, I have my own channel that I appear on.”
Since there was Rev’s official channel that I appeared on, it wasn’t exactly a lie. I am Rev and Rev is me, isn’t that right?
At my answer, the kids arbitrarily decided I was a gaming YouTuber and pestered me asking what games I play and what my LoL tier is, but when I listed a few games I played during my school days, they called them boomer games and left with deflated faces.
Indeed, there was a reason kids were called pure evil.
How much of an age gap do you think there is between you and me to call them boomer games? The biggest one looks like he’s around 4th or 5th grade in elementary school.
“Hey hey, I can see you all! Did you think I couldn’t catch you by going around?”
“Ah, so petty. Can’t you just let it slide? It’s not like they charge extra money for the upper valley.
“There could be an accident! These kids cause trouble even when I’m trying to save them!”
The girls are playing nicely only in the shallow water, so why on earth are the boys acting like this?
After this repeated several times, these little ones gradually stopped being afraid of me and started treating me as a pushover.
Since I had almost never been treated as a pushover in my life except by our damn members, I was completely flabbergasted by this overly fresh experience I was having for the first time.
I guess it’s true that to stop disobedient elementary students, you need to bring older siblings or middle schoolers who are just a year or two older rather than adults.
“Hyung, want a bite of cup ramen?”
“You’re trying to eat this and then ask me to let you go upstream. How are you trying to lobby me with just one bite of cup ramen?”
“Wow, how did you know? This hyung is damn quick!”
“Hyung, want a chocolate bar? This really isn’t a bribe.”
“Yeah yeah, thanks. But you still can’t go upstream.”
“Hyung, want some nutritious jelly? I don’t like nutritious jelly.”
“Yeah yeah, I like it. Thanks.”
The kids now started approaching me and donating their snacks. It was one of the few positive functions of being treated as a pushover.
When the sun started setting, everyone in the valley came out of the water.
When the kids who had been waiting for an opportunity also went up to the platform area at their mom’s call, I no longer needed to guard the upstream valley, so I got up and came out of the valley to join the laundry team.
When growling sounds came from both sides, I was reminded of the fact that we hadn’t even eaten lunch.
I at least ate the chocolate bars and nutritious jelly that the kids brought me, but the other members who had been resting on the platform hadn’t even thought about eating anything and were just sprawled out.
“I’m so hungry I’m losing all my strength…”
“Come to think of it, we were so busy we couldn’t even eat lunch. Should we order from a Chinese restaurant for dinner? Chicken is still… the shock from earlier hasn’t worn off yet…”
Ryu Jaehee showed me the nearest Chinese restaurant on the internet map and suggested it to me. Chinese restaurants also collect their dishes, so there wouldn’t be much trash generated, and we wouldn’t have to do dishes.
It was truly an idea worthy of Rev’s brain.
“Honestly, Yehyeon hyung would probably agree to this too. If he opposes it saying we’ll get fat, let’s dump all the dishwashing on Yehyeon hyung.”
“But there’s a good chance he’ll oppose it since it’s a Chinese restaurant… Yehyeon hyung’s iron rule is that he’ll tolerate chicken but not jjajangmyeon. Or how about buying meat and grilling barbecue?”
Kim Dobin, who knows Seo Yehyeon well, proposed a new alternative, but it couldn’t beat Chinese restaurant delivery.
“That also requires additional labor though. We’d have to dispose of the charcoal and clean the barbecue grill.”
“Ah.”
Seo Yehyeon is a terminal calorie obsession patient, but if the four of us gang up on him with dishwashing duty as bait, maybe he’ll allow it like during the move?
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Quite fortunately for us, the group customers chose a barbecue party instead of ordering dinner at the restaurant.
Seeing how the joy of not having to experience the dishwashing hell from lunch again easily overcame concerns about sales, it seems I’m really not cut out for self-employment. I should just do music for the rest of my life.
Installing the barbecue grill wasn’t difficult since we had done it several times before when we had barbecue parties among ourselves.
“Minjoo, did you eat dinner? Come to think of it, there are guys here at this guesthouse who look like the ones on the posters plastered all over your room.”
-Ah, Mom says anyone tall looks like Rev!
“Hey, when did Mom ever say that? No, but they really do look alike, you know?”
-Even if you say that, I’m not envious. I’m not jealous. I like being at home. Among all the people Mom said looked alike, I’ve never seen anyone who actually looked alike.
While bringing the installed barbecue grill in front of the platform and lighting the charcoal with a torch, I unintentionally overheard the mother-daughter phone conversation.
I hoped the Daydream girl who didn’t come along wouldn’t regret her choice. So I absolutely must not be caught being the same person as the one on the poster on that customer’s daughter’s room wall.
After finishing installing the barbecue grill, we also sat on the platform and ordered Chinese restaurant delivery.
Seo Yehyeon must have been quite tired too because he readily agreed. He didn’t say anything even when we included sweet and sour pork in the order!
Where we were sitting was a platform far away from the group customers, but we could faintly hear their conversation. From what I heard, it seemed like friendly neighborhood families had gathered and come as a group.
The delivery came quickly. We were so hungry that everyone was busy silently moving their chopsticks between their own bowls and the sweet and sour pork bowl without a single word of conversation.
I thought I had roughly filled my stomach with the donated snacks, but when I took a bite of the soy sauce noodles, I could feel that I had indeed been hungry.
While we were eating Chinese food so combatively, one of the kids who had bothered me so much wanting to go to the upstream valley quietly approached our platform.
“Why, want a dumpling?”
Since Seo Yehyeon obviously wouldn’t eat it anyway, I picked up one of Seo Yehyeon’s dumplings and asked, and the kid who quickly accepted and ate it showed me a DTB 4 YouTube video thumbnail with my face on it and asked.
“Hyung, were you on DTB 4?”
The guys who had been wandering around Paprika TV and gaming YouTuber finally got the right answer. When I nodded, the kid turned around and excitedly shouted.
“Hey, it’s right! It’s Gung Ye!”
There’s Kingsman and Mountain Club and Masked Singer, but why Gung Ye of all things? Well, at least they’re not calling me by chest valley or crop top in front of adults.
“Is it real that you and Yupi came down from the stage and got into a real fight?”
“No, the real fight was with G-TE!”
“Is freestyle really done without writing lyrics beforehand?”
“No way? You write it all beforehand, right? If not, prove it by freestyle rapping right now.”
“I heard the adults are going to make us do talent shows later, so could you rap just once as my substitute?”
“Why did you dress like that? Weren’t you embarrassed appearing on TV dressed like that?”
After being momentarily flustered by the kids swarming over, questions poured out frantically.
The members were laughing so hard they couldn’t even eat their food. From that last question, I feel it again – kids really are pure evil.
“Hey, how do you kids know about and watch a 15+ rated broadcast? Don’t you follow broadcast rating guidelines strictly?”
Is it okay for elementary school kids to see chest valleys and exposed abs? I hadn’t really thought about it until now, but hearing that these kids watched it suddenly made me want to seriously contemplate broadcast ratings.
“Come on, everyone watches 15+ stuff.”
“Don’t watch that stuff at such a young age. Listen to hip-hop especially when your brain is more mature. Do you kids even know what that motherf-word that constantly appears as ad-libs in hip-hop means?”
Maybe because I mumbled and slurred it, fortunately my innocence points didn’t decrease even though I mentioned the F-word.
Now this level of evasion skill is a piece of cake, I’m telling you.
[⛭System updating…]
Ah, come on.
“Is it a bad word?”
“It’s full of profanity, kid. If you sing this in front of Mom, you guys might get kicked out of the house.”
“Then Hyung, if you know all this, why do you do hip hop?”
“Am I an elementary schooler like you guys who doesn’t even know what English words mean? And I don’t use those kinds of words in my lyrics.”
While I was having a diss battle defense against these pure evil elementary schoolers, a mother came to pick up her kids.
“Don’t bother the Hyungs while they’re eating and come here quickly. Eat your meat, and when the Hyungs finish eating too, then you can play.”
“Mom, this Hyung is that Hyung!”
One Little Boy pointed at me and said confidently, making Mother ask in confusion.
“Do you know this Hyung?”
“No, he’s the person who sang that Hyoryun Diss Rap I always played during holidays! You know, the one Mom always told me to turn off because you didn’t want to hear it.”
Why is Hyoryun Diss Rap coming up here…?
“Ah, that one?”
Mother’s response had a tone that anyone could tell she’d been waiting to say something.
When I heard that elementary kids were singing along to Hyoryun Diss Rap, I giggled thinking about how much pent-up frustration they must have had, but now it’s coming back to bite me like this.
I subtly avoided eye contact and pretended not to notice under Mother’s sharp gaze.
Well, as long as she didn’t find out I’m from Reve, it’s fine.
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