A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 604

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 604

“Hey, Jun, wake up.”

As expected of someone with sharp hearing, Gyeon Hajun opened his eyes immediately even though I hadn’t shaken him very hard. Meeting his eyes filled with worry made my conscience prick.

“Are you sick? Should we go to the hospital right now?”

“No. Continue telling me about your dream.”

His round eyes narrowed as soon as I finished speaking. Gyeon Hajun was looking at me with the same expression his elementary school homeroom teacher had when he wrote “gangster” in his future career section and got called to the teacher’s office.

Back then he was too impressed by Wild Years… So he changed it to Sirasoni, but the teacher changed it to Sirasoni keeper.

Gyeon Hajun let out a deep sigh and asked while rubbing his forehead.

“Why do you want to hear about my dreams so badly?”

Actually, I’m thirty-one years old and died, then came back with only memories up to twenty-seven under the influence of some unidentified system, being forced to do some initial intentions recovery project or something, having my freedom to curse taken away and being restricted from actions like giving the finger or grabbing collars, and I’ve actually regressed six more times that I don’t remember, and you’re currently carrying all my memories and spinning around in those memories, and to free you from those memories I need to find the complete keyword, but the danger system is parasitic on that keyword so I have no choice but to find the 6th regression memories where you had memories. And the key to finding those memories is your dream stories like just now.

-I couldn’t say that, so I gave a very simple and condensed answer.

“Just because.”

Gyeon Hajun looked at me with the same eyes he used to look at Seo Yehyeon and Kim Dobin. In other words… he looked at me like I was his nemesis.

“It’s nothing special.”

Gyeon Hajun rubbed his face dry and muttered in a weak voice full of fatigue.

“It’s just a dream that makes me feel alert. Like, we could have been this much of a mess-“

Huh, the content sounds quite familiar. The dream doesn’t seem to be just a dream.

But even after hearing the rest of Gyeon Hajun’s dream story, nothing happened.

While I was at it, I had Gyeon Hajun recreate the conversation we had on the stairs right before his nosebleed, but the bug didn’t appear again.

The keyword seems to be dreams… Should I drag Gyeon Hajun back to the stairs right now to recreate the situation?

But seeing the dark circles deeply settled under Gyeon Hajun’s eyes, I couldn’t do that either. What if I dragged him to the stairs and made him recreate it exactly but the bug didn’t appear like now?

I’d just be putting a friend who couldn’t even sleep through pointless training. And continuously repeating the same words and situations would look suspicious to anyone.

There was no guarantee Gyeon Hajun would obediently follow along either. I’d be lucky if he didn’t drag me to the hospital saying I was really weird.

This is why you need to solve problems right when they happen.

“Don’t worry about my dreams and go to sleep quickly. I’m more worried about your condition.”

At Gyeon Hajun’s urging, I couldn’t try anymore and obediently closed my eyes.

The next day.

As soon as I woke up, I asked if he had another strange dream today, and Gyeon Hajun stared at me with an extremely subtle expression.

“Why, why are you looking at me like that…?”

“Have you ever made Cha Yeonho Senior kneel?”

“Huh?”

I was momentarily flustered by the very sudden and random question. Unable to gauge what intention was behind the question, I just rolled my eyes, so Gyeon Hajun added an explanation.

“Well, in the dream you made Cha Yeonho Senior kneel, or should I say Cha Yeonho Senior knelt on his own…”

It seemed like I’d been breaking out in cold sweats more often lately.

Cha Yeonho kneeling in front of me happened before the regression, so how does he know about that?

“Ahaha… Jun, what reason would Cha Yeonho Senior have to kneel in front of me?”

It was the moment my hypothesis became certainty. That Gyeon Hajun’s dreams were exactly my pre-regression memories that Gyeon Hajun was spinning around in.

I didn’t know why he only remembered the dream content when he came to the semi-basement dorm.

But Gyeon Hajun, who didn’t know that was something that had actually happened in the past, looked at me with anxious eyes and muttered worriedly.

“This isn’t a prophetic dream, is it?”

“If you want, I could make it into a prophetic dream.”

Making Cha Yeonho kneel again would be nothing. If I pressed down on his shoulders with force, he’d kneel and more. To ease Gyeon Hajun’s anxiety, that much was perfectly possible.

When I said this while casually loosening my hands, Gyeon Hajun was horrified and stopped me.

“No no no, don’t do that.”

Gyeon Hajun earnestly begged me never to do that, then went to confide in Seo Yehyeon. Listening carefully, it seemed Gyeon Hajun thought the dream was either prophetic or a deep desire from his heart.

“I don’t know why Cha Yeonho Senior kneeling in front of Eden would be my desire. Why in front of Eden and not in front of me…?”

“Isn’t it lingering resentment from that recording manipulation incident? He never properly apologized back then. So Hajun, you wanted to see Cha Yeonho Senior sincerely apologize to Yoon Eden.”

Listening to Seo Yehyeon’s amazing forced interpretation that embodied the saying “interpretation matters more than dreams,” only I, who knew the truth, was awkwardly scratching the back of my head.

I packed my bags and came out to the living room, where the road manager rushed in looking pale as a sheet.

Only after confirming the five intact faces did the road manager ask us with a relieved expression.

“You’re all okay, right…? Just in case, I called Manager-nim…”

“Why why, did something happen to us?”

At the road manager’s unusual reaction, we just exchanged anxious glances until I, as the leader, prepared myself and took charge of asking.

“No, nothing happened, but there was blood on the stairs… so I thought something had happened…”

Right.

I had only cleaned the blood on my hands and clothes, but no one thought to clean the blood on the stairs.

So the road manager coming down the stairs discovered the traces of my nosebleed still on the stairs and was shocked.

Because of us forgetting to clean, even Yeongjin Hyung who was contacted came running in surprise.

“What’s with all the blood splattered on the stairs? Did something happen in front of the dorm yesterday? I saw that and thought there was bloodshed, man.”

“Well, there was bloodshed. To me.”

When Yeongjin Hyung urgently asked what happened, Gyeon Hajun answered for me.

“He fought a war against flies.”

“Mosquitoes.”

I understand wanting to confirm if the excuse I hastily made up yesterday was true, but even so, isn’t a war against flies too pathetic?

Gyeon Hajun failed to test me because he selected the wrong insect species. If he had at least said crane flies, I would have fallen for it.

“How did you fight a war against mosquitoes that blood was scattered like that?”

Since I thought of it, I told Yeongjin Hyung.

“Hyung, please schedule a health checkup for me. Definitely a comprehensive health checkup at a university hospital.”

“Eden, did you cough up blood again? You really take care of your health so meticulously but get sick the most.”

I always want to be healthy too, but this damn system was making me into a sickly young man.

“This time it wasn’t coughing up blood, it was a nosebleed.”

“Isn’t it from overworking? Was DTB filming that intense? Is it because you’re doing it alongside self-content filming? You’re not staying up all night in the studio drinking energy drinks like before, are you? Hey, that’s a direct hit to kidney stones.”

Thanks to Yeongjin Hyung, I gained another piece of health knowledge. I should quit energy drinks.

“He punched his nose while trying to catch a mosquito.”

This time Seo Yehyeon corrected Yeongjin Hyung’s misunderstanding. He seemed unable to tolerate my being treated as frail.

“He’s only vomited and spilled blood, but except for one time, he’s never been sick enough to lie down. And he recovered quickly from that too. At this point, isn’t Yoon Eden’s body automatically spitting out bad blood? His body, which suffered too much from health anxiety, is doing self-bloodletting.”

Seo Yehyeon had even more faith in my body’s health than I did.

“Eden Hyung has weak points too, you know?”

Ryu Jaehee boldly refuted Seo Yehyeon’s words that made me sound like some cutting-edge android robot rather than human. At Seo Yehyeon’s chin gesture asking him to try saying what, Ryu Jaehee pondered for a long time before finally coming up with an answer.

“For example… um, vital spots?”

“There’s no one whose vital spots aren’t weak, youngest.”

Fine, I’ll just give up being a sickly young man. Though I never really was one anyway.

* * *

We finally made our comeback to the duplex dorm.

We hadn’t been at the semi-basement dorm for very long, but maybe because so much had happened, our current dorm felt like it had been a long time.

We even did a Rev 5th debut anniversary broadcast, and after living in the time from 5 years ago at the semi-basement dorm and coming back, even the current time period felt slightly unfamiliar.

Seo Yehyeon stood tall in the dorm living room, put on airs, cleared his throat with a “ahem,” and opened his mouth.

“Even though our unknown period was short, it wasn’t like we never had that time, so whenever we get too comfortable with the present and fall into mannerism and get loose, let’s remember those days and pull ourselves together again.”

“Wow, look at this guy subtly coveting my leader position again. Subtly stealing the comments I should make.”

“But don’t live too consistently like him!”

What brought me back from the memories of 5 years ago to reality wasn’t just the dorm comeback, but also the DTB filming that was about to intensify.

D-2 until DTB Season 6 main competition first round stage.

Before the final stage check, for rehearsal, I sat side by side with Yongcheol Hyung in the practice room watching the stage prepared by the three team members.

Haah-

A sigh clearly mixed with irritation echoed in the practice room. At the same time, the practice room atmosphere froze instantly.

“…What are you trying to do?”

By the way, from the sigh to the serious expression, it was Yongcheol Hyung, not me.

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