The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 221

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Has Debuted

Chapter 221

“Sign these.”

“Sign them?”

Is that stern expression a passive skill?

Grandfather, wearing that familiar stern expression that Ji-ye had always feared so much, pointed at the albums stacked on his desk with utmost seriousness.

I can say with certainty that throughout all my Sucream and FLORA activities combined, I had never seen anyone request autographs with such a face.

I stood there dumbfounded before approaching Grandfather’s desk.

“Yes. Should I sign all of them?”

“Just do as many as you can.”

“Did you purchase all of these yourself?”

Looking closer, there are even more? How many are there?

Then Grandfather frowned as if asking wasn’t that obvious.

“My granddaughter debuted as a singer, so I should at least help with sales to this extent.”

“Ah.”

Well, this amount probably isn’t that much for Grandfather anyway.

Setting aside the cost, if he’s giving one to each person around him, this quantity might actually be insufficient.

After roughly understanding, I brought the albums to the table where I had been sitting and started signing.

Grandfather quietly watched me, then perhaps feeling embarrassed, grumbled unnecessarily.

“Day Entertainment has no service spirit. If someone bought this much, there should at least be some freebies.”

“Fr-freebies…”

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Well, Grandfather didn’t buy these for fan signing events or collecting photo cards – he really bought them with the intention of helping with sales.

“Did you purchase these yourself, Grandfather? Or did your employees buy them for you?”

“Of course I bought them myself.”

Grandfather answered with a frown, as if asking whether I thought he couldn’t do it.

Since I obviously didn’t mean that, I naturally pretended not to notice his expression and said.

“The albums contain various photo cards inside, and usually people buy this many to apply for fan signing events. I never thought about freebies.”

As I continued signing while talking, Grandfather soon asked in an interested voice.

“Fan signing event applications? Can I do that too?”

My signature, which I had been scribbling without hesitation, slipped and became strangely distorted.

I looked at Grandfather with slightly panicked eyes.

“You want to apply for a fan signing event?”

Does Grandfather even know what kind of culture fan signing events are in the first place?

However, looking at Grandfather’s face, it seemed he wasn’t interested but just asking to understand a culture he didn’t know about.

“There’s probably a separate album purchase page for fan signing event applications. Could you show me your purchase history?”

When I briefly stopped signing and approached Grandfather, he hesitated and pulled his upper body back slightly.

“Ah.”

Even though I kept some distance, he still feels awkward about this much.

Well, even if I’m his granddaughter, we’ve been estranged for too long.

I watched Grandfather’s PC screen from a bit further away.

Soon a familiar site opened along with Grandfather’s purchase history page.

Hmm, he managed to purchase the application albums well. Though he probably didn’t know when buying them.

“You purchased albums for fan signing event applications. You’ll be automatically entered, so if you win, you’ll get a text… Hah, puhup.”

Ah, imagining Grandfather receiving a fan signing event winner text was so funny that I couldn’t help but laugh.

Grandfather frowned again and glared at me, but I pretended not to notice and continued what I was saying.

“You’ll get a text. It’ll have the date and time written on it, so if you win, please let me know.”

Of course, Grandfather would never actually show up at a fan signing venue or take time out of his busy schedule for a video call with me, but still, it would be fun if he won.

‘I should tell the fans about this later.’

Since he seemed curious about fan signing events, I gave him a simple explanation, and Grandfather grumbled with a very displeased face.

“Singers these days do all sorts of things. Singers should just sing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. If this were really Ji-ye, would she have thought this comment was also giving her hints?

To me, it just looked like he didn’t like his granddaughter having friendly conversations with random people.

“It’s fun. Meeting with fans.”

“…Fun?”

“Yes.”

“That’s fortunate. At least you’re finding enjoyment in that. But now you can’t quit even if it’s not fun. Learn to endure even when you don’t like it and see it through to the end.”

“Yes.”

Don’t worry. I’ll absolutely never quit.

I returned to my seat and continued signing.

When silence fell again, Grandfather spoke.

“You have talent. My perspective might not be objective, but this time I have as much expectation as I do for Jin-woo and Jae-geum. Work hard.”

Then, perhaps feeling awkward about giving praise to his granddaughter, he left the room first.

Thinking that at least I wouldn’t be kicked out of dinner tables anymore for being an eyesore, I continued signing.

Ding!

[Secret]

With a cheerful sound, a memory of the Unfortunate Idol appeared.

‘It’s been a while since this appeared.’

Just as I was about to feel a strange sense of nostalgia and wonder why this was appearing here.

Ding!

[Someone who knows my secret]

I reflexively turned my head to look in the direction where Grandfather had disappeared.

‘Someone who knows the secret?’

Grandfather knows the Unfortunate Idol’s secret?

Or someone in the family does?

But I didn’t have time to think deeply about it.

Even after finishing signing all those mountain-like albums, I had many things to do.

As soon as Grandfather left, my family members came looking for me, and I had to give them a very detailed update that I couldn’t properly give during lunch, reassuring them of their worries.

And in the car returning to the dormitory.

My mind became complicated again.

‘It can’t be, right?’

I felt an unnecessary anxiety.

I had learned from the memories so far that the Unfortunate Idol was a person, whether currently or at one time.

Also that they were someone in this industry.

Even that they had a considerably unfortunate life, true to their name.

But suddenly something like that appears when I’m with family?

The Unfortunate Idol has a connection with someone in my family?

‘This is…’

Strange.

No, not strange, but eerie.

While spending time with my family, I had come to think of them as good people, but that was only from a family perspective.

I couldn’t help but suspect if there were hidden sides I didn’t know about.

“Haah…”

Before I knew it, the car had arrived in front of the dormitory.

I sighed with a frustrated heart and got out of the car.

I was starting to become more curious about the Unfortunate Idol.

What exactly is that existence that made me into Ryu Ji-ye under the name Unfortunate Idol and has connections to the Hongjin Family?

‘…I should raise my Seong Bul-do more.’

That dream.

The nightmare that persistently made me dream it repeatedly, as if trying to tell me something.

Every time my Seong Bul-do level increased, the content of my dreams changed.

Though it was difficult to lose sleep having nightmares every day, thanks to that, if my Seong Bul-do level increased a bit more, I’d be able to learn more about that existence.

***

And the next day.

I sat in the familiar studio and skimmed through the script.

Today was the final filming day for Flora’s first self-content [What’s Ji-ye’s Problem? Let’s Make a Contract].

‘We really dragged this out for so long…’

Even when we first started, I never thought we’d drag it out this long.

The content that started with the intention of introducing the team by spotlighting each member one by one went through various incidents, got pushed back in priority, and was finally coming to an end now.

I fiddled with today’s somewhat uncomfortable costume while skimming through the script one last time.

And soon filming began.

“We’ll start filming. Cue!”

I immediately started my lines in sync with the Director’s signal.

“It’s been… a while, hasn’t it?”

Unlike usual when I’d start energetically, I greeted them very awkwardly, reading the room.

Then the Production Staff, who always gave cheerful reactions, today gave no response at all, remaining cold.

Instead.

“Explain yourself.”

“Explain yourself!”

They began chanting protest slogans in unison.

“Ahem!”

I avoided the Production Staff’s gazes with an embarrassed face.

Of course, it wasn’t an impromptu situation but a scripted situational drama.

“What do you mean explain myself?”

When I asked, the PD said.

“Didn’t you say you’d approach filming sincerely? How could you resume filming after about two months?”

“Ha!”

I jumped up and pointed at my own appearance.

“If this isn’t filming sincerely right now, then what is it!”

Then the Production Staff started snickering.

Right, today my appearance could literally be described as a sight to behold.

Cat ear headband, cat whiskers drawn on my cheeks with eyeliner, and a costume with a cat tail attached like a character suit.

How could you be more dedicated and enthusiastic than this on a talk show…

I looked at the Production Staff giggling away and sighed before saying.

“Anyway, I sincerely apologize to the viewers who waited so long because filming was delayed.”

I neatly put together both hands covered by cat paw gloves, bowed my head in apology, then immediately moved on to the next line.

“Then shall we bring in our final guest? Our cats, please come in.”

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