A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 513

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 513

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“It was you! You’re the one who got rid of the evidence Eden Hyung found!”

Now I’m even getting grabbed by the collar by some kid much younger and greener than me. That was what Cha Yeonho had thought at the time, as Ryu Jaehee roughly grabbed him by the collar.

The guy next to him pretended to stop him, but even to his eyes, it was clear that there was no strength at all in the hands shaking his arms.

“Evidence? What evidence?”

When he asked with a sneer, Ryu Jaehee gritted his teeth and glared at him as if he wanted to kill him, speaking through clenched teeth.

“We heard everything, so don’t think about making excuses.”

What a loose mouth. Cha Yeonho let out a cynical laugh. Well, is there a law that says someone who betrayed once won’t betray twice?

“Do you know how much undeserved criticism Eden Hyung had to endure because of what you did, how much he suffered…!”

“If you felt so sorry for him, you should have found out earlier and confronted them like this on his behalf. Why did you keep your mouth shut then and only act like this now? Are you feeling guilty about turning away back then because Yoon Eden is dead?”

Ryu Jaehee’s hand gripping Cha Yeonho’s collar trembled at the sarcasm pouring out in front of his face.

Seo Yehyeon let out a sigh, gently removed Ryu Jaehee’s hand from his collar, supported Ryu Jaehee, and spoke.

“We were looking into the whole story of that incident even before that guy died. That guy didn’t seem to have any intention of looking into it himself.”

Seo Yehyeon and Cha Yeonho’s gazes met directly. He’d heard they didn’t get along well enough to not even talk to each other during group activities, but acting noble only after death seemed quite amusing.

“What would that guy want? Would he want his innocence to be revealed to the world even if it meant ruining a group by exposing your misdeeds, or would he want no more people to suffer criticism to the point of death?”

Seo Yehyeon let out a short sigh-like bitter smile and muttered as if adding.

“I don’t know. There’s no one to ask anymore.”

The monologue that seemed to be questioning Cha Yeonho continued.

“Hajun is even dropping out of the drama he’s currently filming. You could still stick your face in front of cameras even after your friend died, but he can’t even do that now.”

Seo Yehyeon’s words didn’t even reach Cha Yeonho, who at that time couldn’t even sing due to vocal cord nodules.

To Cha Yeonho at that time, who couldn’t make objective judgments because his own tragedy was greater than anything else.

“If Eden Hyung should pay the price for driving Senior KJ to death, know that the same logic can be applied to you too.”

Ryu Jaehee’s declaration of war was just amusing. Because now Cha Yeonho had nothing left to lose.

And after that…

Cha Yeonho closed his eyes again. The memories began to rewind quickly again.

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I couldn’t sleep.

Whether it was because of stress or because the semi-basement felt unfamiliar and uncomfortable after living in a nice house for just about a year.

I wanted to toss and turn, but right now three adult men were crammed together sleeping on one mattress, so I couldn’t even move for fear of waking Gyeon Hajun, who was a light sleeper, next to me.

As for Seo Yehyeon, well, once he falls asleep you could carry him away and he wouldn’t know, so no need to worry about him.

There was only one way to cure the insomnia that was starting to act up again.

Going back to the recent time when we won the grand prize.

This is the source of my stress right now. I’m doing the same thing again in a time period I might not be able to return from if I mess up, so that’s why this is happening.

But lying stiffly in this cramped space was quite an ordeal too, so I very carefully sat up. I tried my best in my own way, but maybe because the blanket slipped down, Gyeon Hajun noticed like a ghost and opened his eyes.

“Not sleeping…? We have a pre-recording schedule tomorrow, so you should sleep early.”

Still drowsy, Gyeon Hajun spoke to me in a hazy voice.

Even with his eyes half-closed, the clearly furrowed brow showed his annoyance at having his sleep disturbed, but his voice was calm unlike his expression.

Knowing that this was the best effort Gyeon Hajun could make when his sleep was disturbed, I got up without saying much.

“I can’t sleep at all, so I’m going to lie on the living room sofa and try to sleep there. If I keep tossing and turning next to you, you’ll keep waking up too.”

I covered Gyeon Hajun up to his neck with the blanket again and quietly slipped out of the room.

When I lay down on the living room sofa, my ankles stuck out beyond the armrest. The sofa was damn small back then too. The muggy tropical night air was supposed to help organize thoughts calmly…

Damn, the soundproofing really sucks.

I bolted upright and glared at the source of the noise. It was Ryu Jaehee and Kim Dobin’s room with the door slightly open.

When I strode toward the door and flung it open, Kim Dobin, who had been watching YouTube videos, looked up in surprise.

Good thing Ryu Jaehee isn’t a light sleeper. I should have made Gyeon Hajun roommates with him earlier to fix Kim Dobin’s habit of sleeping late and waking up late.

If I sacrificed Gyeon Hajun’s comfortable sleep for a few days, Kim Dobin could have had a healthy sleep pattern. If this doesn’t mess up the big flow, I need to change rooms right away…

[No]

Now the System judged on its own without me even asking. It says no.

It seems like it would result in either Gyeon Hajun or Kim Dobin leaving the group. Or the youngest line’s bond wouldn’t build up as much.

“You’re not sleeping even though it’s dawn?”

That’s why you’re not growing taller- I was about to say that, but Kim Dobin would obviously use that as an excuse to accuse me of being a regressor, so I just swallowed it.

“I can’t sleep.”

“I see, you can’t sleep. Go to sleep quickly. Stop looking at your phone.”

Kim Dobin obediently put down his phone, but instead of lying back down on the bed, he got up completely and came out of the room. Before I could say anything, the guy plopped down on the sofa and patted the seat next to him as if telling me to sit down quickly too.

“What’s this? I told you to sleep quickly, so why are you coming out and making a fuss? Are you a contrarian?”

“Serious conversations are supposed to happen with dawn sentimentality.”

“I don’t particularly plan to have serious conversations with you.”

“Eh, why not? You should seriously plan our group’s future together with me, the only person in the group who understands you.”

“What are you, proposing to me…”

I barely swallowed the curse that rose to my throat. I almost lost some original intent points.

Not knowing my frustrated feelings right now, calling yourself my only understanding person, my ass.

Damn, isn’t there something like a brainwashing item? Something that could firmly plant in that bastard’s head that I’m not a regressor.

“And do you still believe that? You’re really persistent. If I had regressed, would I have been picking lottery numbers instead of suggesting follow-up song activities?”

“Hyung argued for follow-up song activities with such confidence. With the confidence that it would definitely succeed.”

The reason Kim Dobin constantly suspected me of being a regressor wasn’t because my personality suddenly changed, or because what I did led us to the first step of success.

“You can only do that because you know the future.”

Because my confident words seemed like they came from seeing the future. That was the reason.

I chuckled and told Kim Dobin the truth.

“I was never confident.”

Then and now, I had never pushed things forward with confidence in our success. The only thing I could be confident about back then was my music alone.

Of course, I wavered a bit while going through a slump in the middle, but anyway.

I could be confident because I knew the future?

No, rather, because I knew the future, I was more anxious than when I didn’t know the future. Afraid that things might flow exactly like the future I knew.

“Don’t think about relying on tricks and just work hard, man. Hypothetically, what would you do if you knew the future? What would you accomplish?”

“Um… first avoid senior groups’ comeback dates, make mega hit songs our songs, do trending concepts first, definitely appear on hit variety shows, become the originator of trending words and fashion…”

“Are you going to live as a burglar for life every time a song comes out? And man, is it okay to just take songs and concepts made by other people’s efforts? Trending words and fashion are ultimately other people’s too. Just because you remember them, is stealing other people’s stuff regression?”

Kim Dobin’s eyes wavered at my nagging that completely fixed his rotten mindset.

“But wouldn’t you want to make a mega hit song like 【I’m Your man】 that everyone in the country knows ours, and make all that attention and popularity ours? It’s guaranteed success.”

“What meaning does that guaranteed success have?”

“Guaranteed success is the formula for regressors. They regressed because they failed, so they become obsessed with succeeding, but you, um… What the heck is with this hyung?”

“I didn’t do it. You suspect me of regressing no matter what I do, so should I do the same to you? Huh? Why aren’t you sleeping and trying to have serious conversations with me? Did you regress? Are you trying to test me because you regressed?”

When I snapped at him, Kim Dobin frantically shook his head and hurried back into his room.

And the next morning.

“Wow, our Doby woke up before we even woke him up. Doby, did you regress? Does morning time feel precious after experiencing the future?”

“Why are you setting the table before anyone even says anything? After experiencing the future, do you feel like you should follow dining etiquette?”

“Doby, why are you taking selfies at that angle? Is that an angle that’s trendy in the future? Are you trying to start the trend early?”

“Why are you drinking a latte instead of a frappuccino for once? Did your taste change after regressing?”

“Aaaaah! Stop! Stop it! I surrender! I was wrong! I won’t suspect you anymore!”

“Why is he acting like this again? Did you get influenced by Doby?”

Next to Kim Dobin, who was pulling his hair and struggling, Seo Yehyeon looked disgusted and said something to me. I guess he gave up on the possession suspicion theory.

Why am I doing this? I’m trying to make him experience empathy with his whole body.

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Pre-recording waiting room for a terrestrial music show.

“Huh? There are people here?”

Seeing the familiar faces that suddenly appeared, I lowered the corners of my mouth that had been rising. Would I be able to succeed in expression management when looking at Parachute, who had royally screwed us over.

I didn’t particularly hold grudges against Kwon Yunseong, Choi Hyeonmin, or the rest of those guys who had talked behind my back, but I had to be careful since the small ball Jung Iseo had thrown up was playing a part in the bigger flow.

How was that first meeting with the KICKS guys when I went back then…

While I was racking my brain once more, Choi Hyeonmin called out to me and Gyeon Hajun in an incredibly cheerful voice.

“Oh, Eden hyung! Hajun hyung!”

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