The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 229

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Has Debuted

Chapter 229

“….”

I stared intently at the memory of the Unfortunate Idol that appeared as if blocking my vision.

‘Don’t meet them?’

Why?

I sent a questioning gaze to the system window that wouldn’t answer, blinking for a while before naturally shifting my gaze to Han Da-min and nodding.

“Sounds good. I was curious about how other people work on songs anyway, so this works out well.”

It’s not like I suddenly want to rebel against the system now.

I just felt like I had finally found a clue about this existence called the Unfortunate Idol.

Han Da-min nodded and started moving her mouse again.

“They’re not the type to be so friendly because they’ve been through hard times, but if you talk to them once, you’ll learn something. Musically.”

“Are you close?”

“Pretty close.”

Bitterness showed in Han Da-min’s eyes.

“And they’re also someone I feel sorry for.”

Han Da-min’s words about feeling “sorry” weren’t simply because Crunch was a failed idol group like Choux Cream and Rosetta.

Crunch.

A group that used to frequent music shows for a while but disappeared at some point, just like Choux Cream.

A group that even Choux Cream’s agency didn’t care about at all, just one of many common failed idols.

Surprisingly, I saw Crunch’s name again not on music shows or variety programs, but on the 9 o’clock news.

[The next news we have to share is truly heartbreaking. Han So-dam, a member of the idol group ‘Crunch,’ died after being hit by a motorcycle while crossing a crosswalk. The perpetrator was a delivery driver in his 40s…]

Though I didn’t know her personally, hearing the news made me feel devastated. Among failed idols of the same generation, there’s a strange rivalry but also sympathy for each other.

I remember all the Choux Cream members being quite shaken and saddened by it.

‘Right, her name was Han So-dam.’

I didn’t even know what position or role she had in the group.

Her name and Crunch’s name became known to the public for the first time that day, burning through all kinds of trends and news.

Of course, it wasn’t at all the way they would have wanted….

Anyway, it was an accident where an idol suddenly died while walking on the street, and afterwards, Han So-dam and Crunch’s tragic story became widely known. Because of this, Crunch remained in the public’s memory as a tragic group.

Though even that was quickly forgotten not long after.

Of course, I had forgotten too, and after becoming Ryu Ji-ye, it was a group I had completely erased from my memory.

‘Who would have thought I’d be connected to them through Han Da-min.’

Seeing Han Da-min say she feels sorry for them, it seems Crunch experienced the same tragic incident here too.

It’s natural since almost nothing has changed except for Choux Cream.

I don’t know which member is close to Han Da-min, but it seems they’re holed up in their room doing music work after member Han So-dam’s death.

“What are you thinking about so deeply?”

“Nothing.”

At Han Da-min’s voice, I naturally cleared my thoughts and looked at the monitor screen.

“Unnie. I just thought about it briefly, and I think this song should go as is without any modifications.”

“Ah…. So put it in the album after next?”

Han Da-min asked with a disappointed and reluctant expression.

I shook my head at her and pointed to the beginning of the song.

“That’s not what I mean. Rather than putting it in an ambiguous order, how about changing just the intro and making it the outro?”

“Make it the outro?”

I thought it was quite clever. But Han Da-min’s expression was still ambiguous.

“The outro is a bit. Might it be too burdensome? We’d have to ask the staff’s opinion too.”

Right, the meaning of that ambiguous expression was burden.

Even if it’s not a full album, the song that decorates the end of an album is very important.

But using a member’s song that doesn’t match the concept of this album, and isn’t even by a professional composer, for that song would be realistically difficult.

Han Da-min would find it burdensome, and the staff probably wouldn’t welcome it either.

“But unnie, listen to me. This song suits our first album’s concept more than the album we’re preparing now.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“And our first album was a concept that established our worldview and Flora’s image.”

So what I’m saying is that the first album’s concept is Flora’s representative image itself.

No matter how many more albums we release or what new concepts we try, it won’t change.

Then wouldn’t it be okay to put Han Da-min’s song, which carries on the first album’s concept, as the last track?

‘It’s not bad as a message either?’

Ending with a Flora-like song no matter what concept we do might actually be really good, even if it’s a hastily made suggestion.

“…Just changing the intro?”

Han Da-min looked very burdened but also seemed to be seriously considering whether to inquire with the company.

The fact that she only needed to change the intro for a song she liked seemed to be a big appeal.

“Yeah, just change the intro to match this album’s concept. Try talking to the PD about it. He’s someone who says no right away if he doesn’t like it.”

“Hmm…. That’s true.”

Han Da-min’s expression was gradually relaxing.

It seemed she had already made up her mind.

“Alright, let’s bring it up once. If I can get it in without modifications, well, I definitely have to try.”

For an idea I hastily came up with to avoid getting caught thinking about other things, it’s actually a pretty good idea.

“Let’s do it. Let’s do it. Contact them right now. The CEO too.”

When I subtly encouraged Han Da-min, she seemed determined and immediately sent messages here and there on her phone, then picked up her bag with a relieved expression.

“Let’s go now.”

“Work’s done now?”

When I asked while getting up to follow Han Da-min, she left the studio without any regrets.

She must have secretly wanted to quickly escape the tiresome studio and go home.

***

How much time had passed since then?

Comeback preparations were going smoothly and steadily.

We entered song recording and choreography practice, and thanks to managing our condition well, everything proceeded smoothly.

Each song was given names that fit the concept and songs, and the title track came to be called <GISS>.

Also, Han Da-min’s song was safely inserted as the outro track of this album without major modifications.

With the title <FLORA> no less.

When Han Da-min heard this news directly from CEO Kim Ja-in, she accepted it with an expression that showed she didn’t know whether to be happy, sad, or burdened.

But well, I think I’d be pretty burdened too. It’s ultimately a song that shows what Flora’s identity is.

By giving it so much meaning and putting it as the outro, Han Da-min unintentionally ended up carrying a heavy burden.

But even though it was burdensome, I could see she was secretly happy about it.

‘I shouldn’t feel sorry. It’s all good, isn’t it?’

And the title track’s choreography was handled by On I-seul and the dance crews.

I was curious about how On I-seul, who had no major connection with us, managed to squeeze time from her busy schedule to take on all our special clip choreography, but it seems she was already working on our title track at that point.

Surprisingly, I didn’t know, but leader Han Da-min knew.

No wonder.

Han Da-min and On I-seul, who had no reason to become close except being the same age, quickly became friends.

Han Da-min is quite wary by nature too. I think they probably became closer while separately discussing the title track choreography.

Anyway, at that point when songs, choreography, and recording were all progressing steadily.

“Ji-ye, Jang Jak-so has arrived. You can go up now.”

My talent candidate.

I got to meet music video director Jang Jak-so.

The small conference room located on the 3rd floor of Day Entertainment building.

When I opened the door with Manager Ji-soo, three people simultaneously stood up from their chairs and gave awkward greetings.

“Hello, Ji-ye.”

“Hello.”

I greeted them and naturally extended a handshake to the man standing in the middle of the three.

Hair neatly styled with pomade, dressed in a clean shirt.

Jang Jak-so, the artist I was meeting for the first time, looked like a typical office worker and was a man with a cold impression.

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