A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 611

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 611

“Did this bastard just call the Dark Knight a Gotham villain?”

“I told you to read the replies, but you’re reading the title first.”

It couldn’t be helped. When you see text, isn’t it human instinct to scan the title first?

Under Ryu Jaehee’s sharp gaze that seemed to say ‘is that what’s important right now?’, I immediately lowered my eyes to read the reply comment that Ryu Jaehee had mentioned.

What the fuck?

“They’re going to ruin our stage? What is this person, some kind of insider? DTB staff?”

“I don’t know about that. If they were really an insider, they would’ve shown their ID badge by now, and after seeing hyung when the cameras were off, they would’ve made up all sorts of detailed backstage gossip to post. These types of people want others to believe their own inferiority complex as fact, so they’re obsessed with verification.”

Ryu Jaehee let out a deep sigh and tapped the phone screen with his fingertips a couple times. The greatly enlarged photo returned to its original size.

“But even after skimming through about a hundred posts this author uploaded, there’s no nuance of them getting jealous after directly watching hyung. Well, they could be the type to thoroughly hide it.”

“They don’t seem like an insider?”

“I can’t be certain. Just in case, I’ll show this to the PD and ask them to do stricter inspections, and hyung should also thoroughly check the stage equipment with the team members before going up. Make sure to do proper sound checks beforehand to prevent audio accidents.”

Ryu Jaehee rattled off a list of precautions I should be mindful of, his face still full of worry.

“Anyone watching would think you’re the one going on stage.”

When I chuckled and lightly ruffled Ryu Jaehee’s hair, he pouted and retorted.

“Hyung’s stage is just as important as mine, naturally.”

Just as I was about to be moved by our youngest member’s words, who always knew exactly what touching things to say, his next words completely shattered that emotion.

“If an outsider maliciously ruins the stage, hyung will be furious like someone possessed for several days. Then the dormitory atmosphere will become completely icy, and then hyung will feel bad for us and leave the dormitory to hole up in the studio, then Hajun hyung will worry about hyung again, Doby hyung will be there without any thoughts, and Hajun hyung will be disappointed in Yehyeon hyung who says it’s nothing and that hyung will pull himself together and come back, and then only I, caught in the middle, will be in trouble. After all, I’ll probably be worrying about hyung more than those two but less than Hajun hyung.”

What kind of family-collapsing, society-crumbling level situation simulation is this?

I was about to argue that I’m not such a petty person, but then actual past examples came to mind and I quietly shut my mouth. It’s not like giving medicine and then disease – are you giving me emotion just to take it away?

“I’ve already saved PDFs of all this to hand over to our agency’s legal team. If a lawsuit gets filed, that person won’t be able to do anything reckless. It would be great if the lawsuit flies before the second round main stage, but I hope this won’t be used for anything other than malicious comment litigation. Like evidence of a criminal plan, for example.”

Ryu Jaehee let out a deep, heavy sigh. Ryu Jaehee seemed more worried than me, the actual target of the terror threat.

“I know it’ll bother you since it’s a post insulting hyung, but I thought you should know so you can prepare in advance and handle unexpected situations well.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m not bothered.”

I gently patted the crown of Ryu Jaehee’s head, who looked oddly dejected, probably feeling bad about showing me malicious comments.

Honestly, rather than that kind of forced hate post, the ‘Eden, stop being crazy’ comment on the Fucking Idol Real Music individual post I uploaded before my regression was more impactful.

* * *

Preparations for the second round of the main competition had been progressing steadily so far.

Today, before starting work, I gathered the team members and even called Yongcheol hyung to show them that terror warning post I got from Ryu Jaehee.

“I heard these kinds of posts have been consistently uploaded lately? It won’t hurt to be careful, so when we’re on the main stage, pay attention to…”

While speaking, I suddenly clenched my teeth so hard that veins bulged in my neck from the rage that rushed over me, and I looked up at the ceiling to barely calm my boiling insides.

I’m suddenly pissed off.

Because of this one bastard, we might not be able to give 100% on stage? Because of one reply comment that may or may not actually happen, we can’t show our 100% while being distracted?

I told Ryu Jaehee coolly that I wasn’t bothered, but there was no way I wouldn’t be bothered.

I don’t care if this shithead has a split personality and writes a hundred or a thousand posts insulting me.

What really fucking bothered me was how this bastard was going to try to ruin the stage. There were too many possible scenarios.

“Hey, you look like you’re going to tear someone apart with your eyes. Don’t you see the team members are scared looking at you?”

Yongcheol hyung’s palm covered my eyes with a thud. Gently shaking his palm, Yongcheol hyung continued his scolding yet soothing words.

“What’s got you so angry that you’re glaring like that? It’s not like being afraid of maggots prevents you from making soybean paste. What can you do about comments like this being posted? Just show this post to the PD and ask them to pay more attention to inspections and belongings checks.”

“No, I’m just so pissed at that rotten mindset of wanting to ruin our team’s stage because they don’t like me. If they don’t like it, they just shouldn’t watch DTB themselves.”

I grumbled and shook my head vigorously to remove Yongcheol hyung’s hand. Yupi’s face seemed to have gotten a bit pale, but it was probably just my imagination.

“Still, if you’re really bothered, maybe try to minimize the movement toward the extended stage.”

“If we don’t go out there, the atmosphere won’t be as lively. Even if we minimize it, we can’t completely eliminate the extended stage interaction.”

Yupi added a worried rebuttal.

“I’ll handle the extended stage interaction. Whatever happens, I’ll take full responsibility.”

I straightened my upper body that had been leaning back on the sofa and spoke bluntly. Choi Hyeongjin raised his eyebrows and immediately interjected.

“It seems like they hate our whole team and are doing this shit, so why are you taking all the responsibility?”

“The crime of being too outstanding and touching others’ inferiority complex.”

“Fuck, this bastard makes me lose all desire to take his side even when I try to.”

Anyway, after finishing the warning, we got back to work.

While conceiving and coordinating the song with Choi Hyeongjin, I asked him after all the work was done, struck by a sudden thought.

“Hey, but how did your skills improve this much?”

“You’re finally curious about that?”

At my question, I could see Choi Hyeongjin’s shoulders and nose bridge rise considerably.

“Ah, no. In our group, there’s another rapper line hyung besides me. That hyung has ambition for skills but lacks confidence.”

“Ah, that really handsome hyung? But why are you suddenly asking me and then drifting to talk about your group’s hyung?”

“Until now, that hyung had the biggest obstacle to overcome, so I just told him not to overdo it and didn’t make the rap too intense, just went with a style that matched that hyung’s voice and the song-“

Of course, Seo Yehyeon’s biggest obstacle was dancing.

At first, we didn’t have the luxury to catch both rabbits, nor did Seo Yehyeon have the mental strength to endure it, so we focused only on improving his dance skills.

Seo Yehyeon’s parts in songs could be reduced in quantity or somehow polished through editing, but choreography doesn’t allow for such cover-ups and coasting when you’re on stage.

And I had enough ability to cover for Seo Yehyeon’s lacking rap or vocal skills.

But now Seo Yehyeon’s dance skills had grown from below average to somewhere between average and above average.

Now that he’s overcome that wall, it means he has the mental and time capacity to catch the other rabbit.

“It’s about time to raise the song quality more, and that hyung seems to have developed ambition for skills after overcoming his wall, so I wanted to get some tips from you on improving rap skills.”

“But why are you asking me?”

“Well, because you both equally had no talent for rap?”

I shrugged, recalling a video I saw on YouTube a few days ago.

The video titled ‘True Growth-Type Rapper G-TE Chronicles’ contained Choi Hyeongjin’s early underground days, which I had cleanly erased from my memory except for the impression of ‘can’t do it.’

Of course, since he was a guy who had been acting cocky about rap from that age, he was better than Seo Yehyeon who was forced into rap because he couldn’t sing, but to my ears it was still comparing acorns.

“But you’ve grown this much. So I wondered if it’s possible for Yehyeon hyung too.”

After thinking for a moment, Choi Hyeongjin asked an unexpected question instead of the tip I wanted.

“Does that hyung also feel pissed off every time he sees your face?”

“Wait. Let me ask.”

[Do you also get pissed when you see my face, hyung?]

[Seo Yehyeon- This is a broadcast]

[Seo Yehyeon- You’re asking me this question because of a broadcast mission right now]

[I swear on Hajun’s vocal tone, my rap skills, hyung’s looks, Doby’s luck, and youngest’s vocal ability that this isn’t a broadcast]

[Seo Yehyeon- I guess it’s real then?]

[Seo Yehyeon- The question is really out of nowhere]

[Seo Yehyeon- I don’t get pissed every time I see you, I get pissed when you do stuff like this]

When I showed him the reply from Seo Yehyeon, Choi Hyeongjin told me the next question to send. I dutifully sent that too.

[Do you want to surpass me?]

[Seo Yehyeon- Why are you being like this?]

[Seo Yehyeon- I know my place]

Choi Hyeongjin clicked his tongue at Seo Yehyeon’s reply, saying he seemed to have no fighting spirit at all and it was hopeless.

“This makes it impossible then. My goal was to take your head from the beginning. I ran like hell trying to take your head, and before I knew it, I was here.”

Choi Hyeongjin chuckled with a still unsatisfied expression.

“Weren’t you my fan…? But why do you want to take my head? Are you also what’s that, tsundere? That kind of thing?”

“It would be yandere. Don’t you even know the word that’s in your nickname?”

“Huh? That’s in my nickname? This is news to me.”

“BeretRabbitHatCleavageCropTeeKingsmanConfessionAttackMountaineeringClubPresidentGungYe’Yandere’Left.”

“Why the hell do you memorize that?”

Still, thanks to Choi Hyeongjin, I got a bit of a feel for it.

Wasn’t this exactly the method I used when I got thoroughly scolded by Jiwon hyung to my face and, filled with spite, completely overhauled my rap style? To think I was Choi Hyeongjin’s benefactor. Yet this bastard doesn’t even know how to be grateful to his benefactor and is talking about cutting my throat.

“And that hyung, when you just listen to his songs, he’s not particularly bad at rap either. Sure, his early tracks were shit, but if that sounds bad to you, it’s because your standards are sky-high. Don’t use yourself as the benchmark.”

It’s not because my standards are sky-high, it’s just because my producing skills are fucking amazing.

As soon as we returned to the dormitory, I grabbed Seo Yehyeon and immediately started the spite-induced skill upgrade project (a.k.a. Making the Second G-TE).

For the script, I borrowed the spite-inducing comments that Choi Hyeongjin had said to me.

“Hyung, you’re fucking terrible at rap, so what gives you the confidence to rap?”

[Profanity detected.]

[Initial Heart Points -2]

I even pronounced the ‘t’ sound excellently, so why are you deducting Initial Heart Points? This is, broadly speaking, a very important turning point for expanding our group’s musical quality and range—

[No]

“Because you’re being harsh.”

The System’s response and Seo Yehyeon’s response came back simultaneously.

“Are you confident you can make a living with these rap skills going forward?”

“? I’m already living well right now.”

His bewildered face showed not a trace of spite.

“Don’t you feel any fighting spirit after hearing this, like wanting to cut my throat or surpass my rap skills?”

“I don’t know about the latter, but I’ve felt the former every day even before hearing that.”

“No! Don’t you want to surpass me because your pride is hurt?”

“Not really…? Do I need to surpass you? Wouldn’t it be faster if I just trained at the waterfall bottom for about 50 years to achieve voice training?”

How on earth do I instill spite in this person…?

Should I force him to eat high-calorie food every time he messes up his rap?

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