Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 203

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 203

“What, what?”

The first abusive language he’s heard since debuting as a singer.

Johann sighs at Justin Bieber, who’s scowling.

“Forget it. Get lost.”

He was savoring the joy of winning the rap field award and his first party in life. He didn’t want some crazy bastard ruining this mood.

Johann’s reaction scratched at Justin Bieber, who was barely holding back.

“You fraud bastard!”

Justin Bieber reaches his hand toward Johann’s collar.

‘Sigh.’

Johann sighs inwardly, swats away that hand, and drives his fist into Justin Bieber’s abdomen.

Thwack!

“Gack?!”

Thud!

“Gaack? Gack?”

Justin Bieber crawls on the floor, unable to even scream properly from the shock of being hit in the liver.

‘What the hell is this kid doing?’

Johann seriously wonders.

“J-Justin!”

The manager who had rushed inside at the loud noise squeezes his eyes shut.

Anyone who knew Justin Bieber would probably know whose fault this situation was.

But he was Justin Bieber’s manager.

“What do you think you’re doing!”

Johann snorts at the manager glaring with fierce eyes.

“Wouldn’t it be better to end it with just one beating rather than making this bigger?”

“What did you say?! Are you calling that…”

“Or we could compete live to see who makes better songs.”

That would determine who’s really fake.

Justin Bieber had built up his reputation as a composer by releasing several good songs, but he had never composed a song entirely on his own. They were all co-composed with various musicians.

The moment this showdown happened, Justin Bieber would be tested on whether he deserved his current fame based solely on his own abilities.

“You’ve worked so hard to build that genius singer-songwriter image, but it’ll be interesting to see when your real skills are exposed to everyone.”

Of course, Justin Bieber was an excellent singer based on vocal ability alone, but it was undeniable that his reputation for excellent composing skills had a huge impact on his current popularity.

If his composing skills didn’t meet the public’s expectations, countless female fans who supported him would turn their backs on him.

‘Damn it!’

Justin Bieber’s manager gritted his teeth.

Johann coming on so strong meant that Justin Bieber had indeed run his mouth carelessly.

“Hey, Bieber. You gonna do it? Don’t just turn your head away like some loser just because you got hit once. Answer me. Can’t you hear me?”

“M-my artist seems to be dr-drunk! I-I’ll apologize on his behalf, so please stop here. I’m begging you!”

“…Ugh. Fucking idiot.”

An adult who doesn’t think to clean up his own mess and waits for someone else to handle it.

“Go ahead and run your mouth on SNS or whatever like you usually do. We’ll have our showdown that very day.”

Johann snorted at Justin Bieber, who was still lying down with his head turned away, then turned around. The manager sighed and reached for Justin Bieber’s body.

“A-are you okay?”

“Ahhh… Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Bang bang bang!

Justin Bieber’s rage as he pounded the floor burst out of the restroom.

‘At least he knows how to get angry.’

How pathetic.

“Hm?”

Johann narrows his brow as he spots several people standing in front, including Selena Gomez.

“Sorry. I don’t know what happened, but Justin was probably in the wrong. I’ll apologize on his behalf.”

‘This must not be the first or second time this has happened.’

That’s why he felt sorry for her. Apologizing on behalf of a selfish boyfriend was never easy.

“No need. Well then.”

Selena Gomez watches Johann’s indifferent face as he passes by, then enters the restroom.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Justin Bieber just screaming in frustration.

Selena Gomez quietly stared at that sight with coldly sunken eyes.

Meanwhile, Johann returns to the banquet hall and smiles when he spots Emily beaming as their eyes meet.

“Why are you so late?”

“Oh, well…”

Johann brings his mouth to Emily’s ear.

“This is quite the party too.”

“Huh?”

“A man and woman were in the restroom together.”

So something interesting might happen.

Flinch!

Johann kisses the cheek of the girl whose eyes are shaking and asks secretly.

“How’s the party? Fun?”

“What about you?”

“…Let’s invite the kids and throw a house party soon.”

“Pfft!”

This time Emily brings her lips to Johann’s ear.

“Mom and Dad said they’re going on a couples’ trip in 2 weeks.”

“Okay.”

Having plotted together, the two looked at each other and grinned, while Larry and the others tilted their heads at the sight.

And so another day in February came to an end.

* * *

Johann in special makeup catches a pickpocket!

Too many fans gathered, forcing him to use special makeup.

BMW’s first-half advertising model is Johann Jefferson?

Johann wears Tom Brown!

Justin Bieber calls Johann a fraud at the Grammy Awards?

Justin Bieber dismisses it as baseless rumors!

Johann’s wild side? House party with friends!

Johann gets scolded by girlfriend’s parents who suddenly returned!

Johann turns pale, kneels and raises his hands! Friends do the same!

Johann Jefferson debuts as a performer! Collaborates with LA Philharmonic!

March 20th to 23rd, all seats sold out in half a day!

We heard Paganini and saw Rachmaninoff! Audience raves!

“Good work, everyone.”

“…Thank you for your hard work!”

Students who usually rush out of class when it ends are lingering for some reason.

The same goes for the teacher.

They look at each other.

Thud!

Johann gets up and approaches the teacher, holding out a bouquet and paper bag.

“Wh-what’s this?”

“Thank you for your hard work over these four years, Teacher.”

“You’ve worked so hard!”

“These kids…”

The 12th grade at Fairmont High School, where the curriculum ends about two months earlier than the regular curriculum that runs until early July.

Even though the curriculum has ended, it doesn’t mean they don’t come to school, but from now on it’s all independent study that doesn’t count toward grades.

In other words, there will be students who won’t meet this teacher again until graduation after today.

For teachers, it’s a farewell that happens every year, but it’s always a heartbreaking moment.

The teacher firmly grasps Johann’s hand.

“Thank you, Johann.”

Not because he brought honor to the school.

Johann, who often missed school after starting his entertainment career in earnest when he entered high school.

Even so, Johann never became arrogant, and whenever he came to school, he always participated sincerely in classes.

Since Johann, the most famous student in high school, didn’t cause trouble like that, other arts and sports students had no choice but to be careful too, and how fortunate it was that the learning atmosphere wasn’t disrupted.

“You were the best student in my teaching career.”

“Me too. I’ve always felt nothing but gratitude toward the teachers.”

The teachers at Fairmont High School who always treated him the same as other students, even though they could have thought he was disrupting the learning atmosphere by frequently skipping classes, even though his fame must have been burdensome.

“Thanks to the teachers, I was able to learn so much.”

Everything a person should properly learn while attending school.

He was able to learn many things that would serve as nourishment for living life ahead: humility, effort, perseverance, friendship, manners, competition, and more.

“Thank you for saying that…”

“Oh? Kiss! Kiss!”

“These kids?!”

The teacher who was raising his fist toward the joking students suddenly opens his eyes wide as Johann hugs him.

“Emily is glaring from behind, so please settle for this.”

“Ah… Right, yeah. You were the craziest one!”

“Ack!”

Johann hurriedly ran away, and the class erupted in laughter.

Wahaha!

Hey, over here! Over here!

The athletic field where lively sounds burst out from here and there.

Johann, lying with his head on Emily’s lap, looks up at the blue April sky.

“Really… it’s over.”

His school days that started at age 11, in 4th grade.

“I know. So much happened…”

At Emily’s words as she puts down her phone, Flash and their friends nearby also recall what happened over the seven years.

“Hey, remember? When that bastard Mason ran away from home and we searched for him?”

“That was when we were 13, right? What was the reason… Right! ‘Mom doesn’t understand me’?”

“And we found him at the Korea Town PC Cafe.”

“Yeah. He was getting money extorted by some idiots. Again.”

“Ugh. Just thinking about when that bastard got kidnapped in 4th grade, really.”

“Ack! You said you’d forget, you bastards!”

“Joy was even more of a sight. We found her at the terminal.”

“St-storm and stress! The second birth period-!”

Many things happened at school too.

The time Johann and Flash almost made a liquid bomb during chemistry lab, the time a toilet suddenly burst and Flash happened to be there, the time they got caught by the teacher chatting on messenger during class and had to say everything they talked about in front of the blackboard – countless moments of memories come back vividly.

It makes him laugh, but somehow drains his energy.

He doesn’t want to get up.

He wants to keep talking about memories like this.

That’s when it happened.

Thump, thump, thump!

A rugby ball rolling toward them.

“Hey there! Throw us the ball!”

Johann picks up the rugby ball that rolled to his feet and looks at Flash.

Flash grins and looks at their friends, who also smile.

“Wait for me. I’ll run around for a bit and come back.”

“Cheer for me?”

“I love you.”

Johann kisses Emily’s lips and approaches those who were enjoying rugby with his friends.

“8 vs 8 pizza bet, deal?”

“…Aren’t you guys from the baseball club? Four of us are from the rugby club though?”

“Scared?”

“Ha! Don’t get hurt and call lawyers. Especially you, Johann, I’m talking to you.”

As the student who glared turns around, Johann gathers his friends and slowly closes and opens his eyes.

Johann, who knows the rules of American football, the national sport of America, quite well, but doesn’t know rugby rules in detail, uses Absorption Reading on an official.

“Mason.”

“Yeah?”

“You kick. I’ll run. Hold it like this and just kick hard.”

“…Leave it to me. I’ll show you that I didn’t do Taekwondo for nothing!”

Johann and his friends burst into laughter at Mason clenching both fists.

Mason, from whom all traces of the timid 11-year-old had disappeared.

“Anyone know rugby rules well?”

“I know roughly?”

“Good. Then we’ll figure it out as we go.”

They’ll adjust later anyway.

It’s just a casual game anyway.

They grinned and took their desired positions, and soon the game started with Mason’s kickoff.

“Hiyaah!”

Whoosh!

The rugby ball cuts through the sky in a parabolic arc.

It was the moment a student caught it.

“Got it! Run…?!”

“Hello?”

Johann standing in front of him before he knew it.

“Huh?!”

“I’m taking it.”

Swish!

Johann steals the rugby ball and grins widely as he kicks off the ground.

And across the athletic field, a freight train, the legendary winger ‘Freight Train in Ballet Shoes, Jonah Tali Romu’ charges forward.

“C-catch him!”

“Let’s run too-!”

The blue wind embracing the blue sky wrapped around their bodies.

* * *

“Wow. The rugby club is definitely the rugby club.”

Since they’re the cheerleader club that goes to cheer for all sports club games on campus, they know there are rugby club players mixed in.

Even though Johann with his overwhelming speed is unstoppable, the Flashes are blocking him far too easily.

“Those guys aren’t slow either…”

“Oh! He passed Flash!”

“Ah! Mason! Hey, don’t pass my Mason!”

“Hohohohoho!”

“Um, excuse me…”

At the shy call, the Emilys turn their heads.

Nearby, a sports club student stands awkwardly in front of a Hispanic woman, fidgeting. The Emilys’ eyes widen and begin to sparkle at the single rose in the sports student’s hand.

This is it.

The long-awaited finale of high school.

“Will, will you be my prom partner!”

“…Yes!”

“Kyaaah!”

“Ooooh!”

“Huh?! Then, see you later!”

“Y, yes!”

The two, who hadn’t noticed the Emilys were there, turned red and disappeared as if fleeing, and the Emilys blush watching them.

“Wow, it’s still prom party season.”

The prom party, the end and flower of high school from their school days. Usually held between April and June, partners are typically found two months in advance.

Seeing male students moving around with single roses like just now and female students accepting confessions here and there, their faces become dreamy.

“Ah, so innocent…!”

“Tch. Those guys won’t do that for us, right?”

“Probably not. The ones looking for partners like that are singles.”

The prom party is the final pride as a man and as a woman.

If you attend the party without finding a partner, it means you lack charm as a man or woman, so during this season, both men and women frantically search for partners, while couples naturally attend prom without needing to worry.

Since they’re already winners, they don’t need to be frantic like that, but still, the innocent sight of confessing with flowers makes their hearts flutter.

Here! Pass!

Run!

The Emilys who had turned their heads sigh.

“Sigh. We should hope for what’s realistic. Ugh, sports pigs.”

“Pfft! But they’ll give us bouquets on the party day, right?”

“If they don’t even do that, they’re not human, right?”

At those words, they look at Johann and the others again and nod. Fortunately, their boyfriends were human.

‘Still, I’m jealous!’

Of such pretty flowers.

‘Ah, should I drop some hints?’

Emily also looked at Johann and fell into thought.

* * *

Vrooom!

In the car heading home.

Emily glances at the back seat, feels slightly disappointed, then hides her expression.

“So there’s no schedule now?”

As far as she knows, the classical music schedule ended with the LA Philharmonic collaboration, and all commercials were filmed.

“Mm. Probably?”

Johann looks at Rick Bottom sitting in the back seat.

“Coachella is asking you to participate…”

The Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, a global music and arts festival held in Coachella Valley, California.

Emily’s eyes widen.

“Isn’t that held in April?”

“It’s held in a week.”

‘Ah.’

Emily screams internally. It’s coincidentally the same day as the prom party.

In her wavering mind, words Johann had said in the past come to mind.

‘Ah, Johann will participate.’

Johann had mentioned wanting to participate in such festivals several times, but couldn’t go because he was a minor.

But this year he’s an adult, and he even caused a syndrome last year. For Johann, who always wants new experiences, there was no reason not to participate.

“Great! We can go together!”

“Huh…?”

Johann stares blankly at Emily clapping, and Emily smiles brightly without waiting for an answer and turns her head.

Silence falls in the car.

‘Johann didn’t notice.’

That it’s prom party season now.

It’s because he was busy until last week due to his schedule extending beyond original expectations because of the rap field award.

‘It can’t be helped!’

She won’t be able to attend the prom party, the final memory of high school that all students anticipate and desire, but she didn’t want to attend a prom party without Johann.

She struggles to hold back rising tears while thinking about how to have fun with Johann at Coachella, and meanwhile their car stops in front of Emily’s mansion.

“I’m going in. Contact me when you arrive.”

“Wait, Emily.”

“Yes?”

Johann stops Emily and opens the trunk to take something out, standing in front of her.

“Wh, what’s that?”

A single rose with a fragrant scent, which wasn’t in the back seat so she had given up on it. And one large box.

Johann looks at the surprised Emily and smiles shyly.

“Emily.”

“Mmhm.”

“Will you be my prom party partner?”

Tears well up!

Tears gather in Emily’s eyes.

“Co, Coachella? Rick just said…!”

“I never said I would participate…”

That’s why he was confused by Emily’s strange words.

“Ah.”

Johann chuckles. She’s so cute and lovable for imagining things on her own and giving up.

“There’s no way I’d give up this moment that will never come again, you fool.”

Prom party is a once-in-a-lifetime moment. There was no way he’d give it up for Coachella, which he could attend every year.

That’s why he even made a dress for her to wear like this.

“You’re so late, you fool!”

He told her too late.

“Haha. Sorry. So… will you give me an answer now, Miss Emily Sherman?”

“Yes!”

Emily nods vigorously and runs into Johann’s arms.

Johann really was the best.

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