I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46
This cursed Status Window has never been on my side, not for a single moment.
I stared blankly into empty space. My vision filled with bright red warning text.
[S: Conflict with individuals closely connected to your desire causes the Danger Level to spike explosively!]
[S: Exercise caution.]
[S: The current subject’s state is unstable.]
“…….”
Cold sweat beaded on my skin.
Since the regression, my Danger Level had shifted countless times.
85%, 83%, 87%…….
When I first regressed, it’d even spiked above 90%.
But there had never been a warning message.
Not once.
Yet the system was warning me directly?
My heart sank with an ominous weight.
‘Spike explosively……?’
That phrase echoed in my mind.
It meant things were different now. It meant real danger was possible.
“Hyung.”
Only then did I hear Yi Yulli’s voice.
“Are you messing with me right now?”
Yi Yulli bit his lip sharply.
In that instant, his face felt strangely unfamiliar.
Those eyes that had watched Ju Han throughout the mid-evaluation—he was looking at me with those exact same eyes.
‘Ah.’
Only then did it hit me. I’d wounded his pride.
“You wouldn’t understand, Hyung. You got praised.”
With that, Yi Yulli left the Practice Room.
“I’m telling you, the menu keeps getting worse.”
“Shut it. Don’t talk with your mouth full.”
“Hey, the cameras are still rolling!”
“Damn.”
“Bullshit.”
“You trying to get yourself killed?”
The other trainees returned, and the Practice Room quickly descended into noise.
“By the way, Hwang Geon-hui, why’d they call you out earlier?”
“Oh, some troll posted malicious comments.”
“Damn. You’re already famous?”
“I dunno, something about me harassing someone—”
But strangely, I found myself sinking deeper into the cacophony.
* * *
The day of Boys Code’s first Field Evaluation.
The Broadcasting Station’s entrance was packed with fans from early morning.
Ga Yoon, Yu Seong-woo’s home fan, had arrived at dawn to secure an early-bird number, and was now distributing pre-made Slogan Banners.
“Already all gone…….”
The pace was far faster than expected. I’d known the online response was unusual, but not to this degree.
“Seong-woo’s got real popularity, huh~”
The back of the Slogan Banner featured a photo taken from the Signal Song Guerrilla Stage day—pointing to his Braces. Shot in natural light, it had captured an unusually boyish quality.
“No matter how many times I look, it turned out great.”
I was brushing over the photo once more, absurdly proud, when I heard a staff member’s shout.
“Line up by your number!”
Ga Yoon hurriedly gathered her things and headed inside.
She’d been to the Studio several times already.
“Wow, it’s more elaborate than I thought?”
Perhaps because she hadn’t expected much from an in-house survival show, her eyes widened at the lavish set.
That moment.
“Waaaah—!”
The ceiling shook with the roar as MC Kang Se-jun made his entrance.
Again today, his visuals were insane. Dressed in a racing suit, he laid bare his long legs and sculpted physique without reservation.
“Crazy.”
“Wait, isn’t it because of Kang Se-jun that the trainees don’t stand out?”
Exclamations burst from every corner. Kang Se-jun laughed with easy composure, as though accustomed to it.
The atmosphere heated rapidly as a result, well before the main performance began.
“Everyone who’s come to Boys Code’s first Field Evaluation, welcome! I’m MC Kang Se-jun.”
He sent a wink along with his brief greeting, and the audience erupted again.
“Today’s mission is—”
The display screen flashed.
[CODE MISSION 4: What is your FANTASY?]
“Fantasy?”
“For any idol fan, there’s bound to be a fantasy you have about your bias.”
Keywords appeared next.
[Suit / School Uniform / Baseball Uniform / Street]
Cheers erupted each time a costume appeared on screen.
“Today, we’ve prepared stages that will fulfill all those fantasies.”
Ga Yoon naturally imagined it too.
“School uniform would be absolutely crazy…….”
The first team took the stage.
“Team ‘Ground’, who chose street fashion, please come up!”
The audience was relatively quiet, as most of the trainees had low recognition. But the moment Han Sang-yoon appeared, the atmosphere shifted entirely.
“Sang-yoon!!”
He was definitely a popular member.
Ga Yoon clicked her tongue softly.
“Looks like we only need to watch Han Sang-yoon from this team.”
As expected, the stage was nearly a one-man show by Han Sang-yoon.
It was a song choice that suited street fashion, but only Han Sang-yoon and Nam Jun-ho properly executed the Hip-hop Choreography.
“God, Sang-yoon…… how did this happen…….”
A lament drifted from somewhere nearby.
Ga Yoon found herself tensing up as well.
‘I hope Seong-woo gets good teammates for his stage.’
After the performance, the judges’ evaluation followed.
“The styling and the song matched well. However, the choreography was beyond your grasp.”
“So Han Sang-yoon was the leader, handled the choreography, and even took the vocal part?”
“Wow, how did you manage all that?”
“The rest of you should seriously ask yourselves whether you were just riding along.”
The sharp critique deflated the atmosphere in an instant.
‘The next team’s got a lot of pressure ahead—’
Even she felt a pang of nervousness.
“Next, team ‘Hunter’, who chose the suit—please come up!”
The members took the stage.
This time, the audience’s reaction was different from the start.
“Jae-sung!!”
“Choi Un-jo!!!”
“Geon-hui, here!”
A team packed with popular trainees.
And when Yu Seong-woo appeared last, Ga Yoon doubted her own eyes.
“Huh……?”
It was a familiar face, yet strangely foreign.
‘That can’t be right.’
She hadn’t missed a single piece of Yu Seong-woo content. And that was putting it mildly—she’d watched the Signal Song Guerrilla Stage video he was in dozens of times a day.
Her days had begun and ended with Yu Seong-woo, so how could he seem unfamiliar?
And then, immediately, she understood why.
“No way—”
The braces were gone.
Even when Yu Seong-woo smiled brightly and spoke, there was no glint of metal.
“What, why did Yu Seong-woo get more handsome?”
“Right? Was he always like that?”
“Wait, he took off his braces?”
“Seriously. I was wondering what was different—”
Murmurs rippled through the audience.
Despite being a team full of popular trainees, everyone was talking about Yu Seong-woo alone.
It made sense—somewhere between then and now, the baby fat had melted away, sharpening the line of his jaw considerably.
She’d always thought he had a cute face, the kind that photographs well, but today something about him felt entirely different.
“He’s really grown…….”
Crisp Black Suit, hair styled with effortless grace. Beneath the dim stage light, the definition of his jaw emerged.
And those eyes—expressionless, gazing out into the audience.
‘Wait, hold on…….’
Ga Yoon lost her breath. When he’d smiled, it had been fine, manageable even, but this—she hadn’t seen this coming.
“Did Yu Seong-woo’s face just change?”
“Not even idol-level anymore—he’s just insanely good-looking—”
“That guy doesn’t even photograph well and look at him.”
Gasps rippled through the audience.
‘Good on you, my kid!’
She fought to suppress the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“Yu!! Seong!! Woo!!”
“Oh, you startled me…….”
The woman with the piercing voice was waving her Slogan Banner with casual confidence. Ga Yoon carefully retrieved the camera she’d hidden.
Just as she was about to snap a shot, meerkat-cautious and timing it perfectly, that same loud-voiced fan deftly raised her banner to shield the lens from view.
Perfect cover—the kind of teamwork impossible to manage alone.
“Thank you so much…….”
“Oh, not at all. You need to get a beautiful picture.”
The world was still worth living in. Genuinely moved, Ga Yoon ventured a question.
“Who are you supporting?”
“Yi Yulli and Seong-woo…….”
“I’ll make sure to take beautiful shots of Yi Yulli when he comes out.”
“Really? Thank you so much!”
In an instant, the two had even exchanged SNS follows.
“All right then, presenting the Hunter team! Code—on!”
Kang Se-jun’s announcement and the stage lights cut to black.
“The suit itself is pretty plain, so I can’t even guess what concept they’re going for,” someone murmured.
“Right?”
Whispers of anticipation spread through the crowd.
“If it’s a pop song, maybe they’ll sing in English?”
“Or with the suit, isn’t it just going to be sexy?”
Ga Yoon had similar thoughts.
“Hmm, sexy might be too soon for that…….”
Teal light swept across the stage, cutting through the murmur, and the trainees appeared.
“Oh, crazy!”
One person’s cry, but it spoke for everyone’s wonder.
Pristine White Shirts pressed to perfection, sharp Black Suits tailored with precision, every Necktie in place.
Each time a trainee’s face appeared on the large screen, the crowd erupted.
And when Yu Seong-woo’s face came up, Ga Yoon felt a scream well up from her very core.
“Waaaaah!!”
She couldn’t figure out what had changed—and then she saw it. Black Horn-rimmed Glasses.
“My god, when did he put those on?”
One accessory, and the entire presence transformed.
Cold, sharp, almost exhausted-looking—yet impossible to look away from.
Ga Yoon held her breath, eyes fixed on Yu Seong-woo alone.
‘Today is absolutely legendary.’
But something about the stage itself felt strange.
Center stage: Yu Seong-woo and Choi Un-jo playing Janggi. Flanking them on either side, Go Jae-sung, Hwang Geon-hui, and Song Woo-ju watched like spectators offering unsolicited advice.
“Why are they suddenly playing Janggi?”
“What is this?”
Then.
Thwack-tap!
The janggu drum sounded.
“……Huh?”
[So that bastard won’t go to the afterlife he’s supposed to, and just wanders Guicheon instead?]
A voice thick with old-world flavor.
All five of them pulled their hair back in unison, irritation plain on their faces.

The audience stirred.
“What is this, pansori?”
“I thought it was a musical—”
Everyone tilted their heads at a performance with no discernible concept or theme. Yet through it all, Ga Yoon murmured as if entranced.
“I want to pinch Yu Seong-woo’s frown…….”
Choi Un-jo spread his fingers toward the empty air, as if pleading to end after just this one game of janggi.
His drooping eyebrows summoned a sense of pathos.
[But wait—are we really just playing janggi here?]
Boom!
Light flashed across the stage.
Crash-bang-bang!
The janggi board toppled, and the stage transformed into chaos in an instant.
And then, they vanished.
“Where did everyone go?”
She looked around, searching for the five who’d disappeared like wind.
“Huh?”
“What?”
Boom, boom-thwack!
The sound of a janggu drum echoed again.
A flash of light and darkness—silhouettes appeared behind a curtain.
Gasps rippled through the audience.
“The direction is insane!”
“What is this??”
“When did they even appear?”
Whoosh—
As the curtain drew back.
“……A gat?”
Each of the five wore a black gat on their head. The puzzle pieces clicked into place.
A janggi game—Eastern tradition—matched with Western suits.
An unexpected janggu drum sound.
Even the cryptic words of some being who wouldn’t go to the afterlife and wandered Guicheon instead.
“Grim Reapers!”
That single cry sent the audience into complete uproar.
Yu Seong-woo grasped his necktie roughly and stepped forward.
Thump. He tilted his head at an angle.
The hem of the black durumagi draped over his suit fluttered with each step.
Ga Yoon caught her breath.
“Wow…….”
She’d thought him nothing but puppy-faced and gentle, but she was wrong.
An aura that looked ready to snatch someone away at any moment. From her seat below the stage, he looked exactly like a real grim reaper.
She murmured unconsciously—if he were a grim reaper like that, a funeral would be a poor exchange indeed.
[Chase you—
Even in the darkest night
I can find you
Your shadow]
“……Wait a second.”
Ga Yoon let out a breathless laugh. The original song was such a famous pop standard that she’d never imagined Korean lyrics for it.
But hearing it this way, the words truly sounded like the tale of a grim reaper.
Teal and crimson lights crossed back and forth. Over the hip-hop beat, a sharp traditional Korean sound cut through. Distinctly Eastern and modern all at once.
[Chasing and being chased
In this race
To be or Not to be]
And the moment Yu Seong-woo stepped into the center.
“Huh?”
Ga Yoon went rigid.
Yu Seong-woo danced with intensity. Not just dancing—dancing well.
Ga Yoon’s fists clenched without her realizing it.
“Unbelievable!”
She was certain of it.
Once this stage aired, Yu Seong-woo’s reclaiming his spot in the Debut Group would be a done deal.
I Debut with My Murdered Favorite (Serialized)
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