The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 316

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This isn’t a broadcast to repay or apologize.

I really just turned on the broadcast thinking we’d have a casual conversation.

Come to think of it, it feels like it’s been ages since I did a small, intimate communication broadcast like this.

There wasn’t a single one during this promotion period.

…This is bad. Saying it like this makes me realize I was really awful.

I’m feeling so sorry.

“Everyone, now that I think about it, this is the first time I’m doing a solo live broadcast during this promotion period. I’m really sorry.”

Earlier there was the performance and I didn’t think it was right to bring up topics that might dampen the mood, but now it’s just us so I can speak honestly about anything.

“You must have felt disappointed.”

Let me apologize for what I’m sorry about.

Then the fans melted away so graciously, saying they were grateful just that I came to see them.

That made me feel even more sorry.

“Should we meet once a week from now on, setting a specific day? How about it? Which day would be best for everyone?”

I’m asking because I’m really sorry.

If fans say let’s meet every Saturday, I’m genuinely willing to set a time every Saturday and turn on a live broadcast.

But naturally, everyone had different preferred days and time slots, so I gave up on deciding right here and now.

“But everyone agrees on meeting once a week, right? Got it. Let’s definitely meet once a week.”

After saying that, I pondered for a moment before adding more.

“But when I’m really busy with something, please understand if it’s once a month.”

Come to think of it, about once a month there’s always something so busy that I can’t sleep for an entire week.

Usually it’s when I end up spending a whole week in the studio working on music.

During those times, I might unknowingly let a week pass by without realizing it and miss our meeting.

Then the fans laughed and said they’d understand.

“Anyway, how was today’s performance, everyone?”

I quietly looked at the chat room.

Various impressions about today’s performance came up in different languages.

While watching this for a while, I suddenly noticed Han Da-min’s name mixed in among the chats.

“Da-min unnie? Why Da-min unnie? Why is unnie’s name coming up?”

When I asked because I really didn’t understand, kind Korean explanation chats immediately started flooding the chat room.

“Wait, haha, too fast. Everyone please calm down.”

Saying that, I scrolled up the chat and read the longest explanation.

Ah, it seems Han Da-min said through the mobile fan communication app that this performance planning was my idea.

“Da-min unnie said that? That it was my idea? No way, that’s not right. I didn’t exactly say let’s do this, like that.”

No, why did she say something so embarrassing again.

It was just that when asked if there were any good ideas for doing something for the fans, various opinions came up.

Since we didn’t know what would be best, we decided to take turns and everyone would definitely suggest at least one thing, and I just casually threw out,

‘Should I turn on a live broadcast and sing some songs?’

That’s all it was.

I just happened to be the first to suggest an idea that anyone could think of, and the members and staff added to it saying ‘Oh, that’s good!’ and expanded the scale.

So strictly speaking, it wasn’t my idea at all.

What I had in mind was sitting around cozily in the practice room, singing along to karaoke accompaniment and communicating, not a mini concert.

But Han Da-min just had to turn that into my achievement, the member’s achievement.

I chuckled and explained the whole story.

“So we all prepared it together. Our members and, the staff who decorated the stage so beautifully. Still, I’m so happy that you liked it. Thank you for liking it.”

After talking like that, I looked into the chat room for quite a while again.

Since it was a live broadcast I turned on to communicate anyway, I didn’t try to force any progression.

While quietly watching like that, this time a question caught my eye: ‘How did you come to think of doing an event?’

“Why did we do an event? Well.”

This time too, I spoke honestly.

“Because we felt sorry to all the Gaden.”

During the concert, I said it was the last week of activities and we did a surprise to show our gratitude, ta-da! with that kind of feeling.

But now was a time when I could just be honest.

“We finally had a comeback and activities, but even we thought you must have been really disappointed. Should I say it felt like we couldn’t properly give and take?”

Strictly speaking, we did complete all the given schedules after the comeback, but it felt like communication with fans was greatly lacking.

“So before this promotion period ended, before it got too late, we decided to show our hearts! That’s why we did it. We were so sorry.”

Then a thought suddenly occurred to me and I hurriedly added.

“We prepared it because we were sorry. The company didn’t make us do it.”

Just in case someone might think the company made busy members prepare a live broadcast to cover up this stalker incident by putting members forward, I defended the company too.

They took a loss and ran around borrowing equipment to let us do a free performance, and they might get misunderstood again.

“Anyway, as long as you all enjoyed it, that’s what matters. We had so much fun too.”

After that, I continued communicating leisurely.

It was mostly in the format of answering chats that caught my eye, asking about what other members were doing, whether I’d eaten, and how the real concert preparations were going.

I lightly passed over someone’s marriage proposal comment and said with a smile.

“The members are each doing their own things. Some went to exercise, some members are sleeping. Have you all eaten?”

As always, we skipped dinner.

I smiled to myself and continued speaking.

“The concert? The real concert, I guarantee you, will be something amazing and incredible that includes everything you can imagine.”

Kim Ja-in personally planned this concert’s setlist.

Among us, no one can plan a large-scale concert like Kim Ja-in, and her sense is recognized as one of the best in the Korean entertainment industry.

That’s why a really substantial and beautiful setlist was created.

Plus, since it’s their granddaughter’s first solo concert, Hong Jin provided incredible investment support.

This is the first time Hong Jin Enterprise came forward as the main sponsor for a singer’s solo concert without thinking about losses.

We were able to get all the latest equipment, and we even got holograms.

I didn’t expect the scale to grow this much from the first concert, but somehow it turned out that way.

I thought about the increasingly spectacular setlist compositions and made a face at the fans like ‘You’re dying of curiosity, aren’t you?’

“You’ll really enjoy it.”

That’s when it happened.

Knock knock.

With the knocking sound, the door opened and someone poked their head in.

“What is Ryu Ji-ye doing alone again.”

It was Min Ha-young.

“Weren’t you supposed to go to the practice room?”

“I did go!”

“But? Why are you here?”

“I came back to the dormitory as soon as the live broadcast notification popped up!”

Then she suddenly clung to me.

“You’re mean. Trying to get Gaden’s love all by yourself!”

Anyway, whenever I turn on a live broadcast, our members can’t stand to see me alone.

If I seem to be doing something leisurely by myself, somehow they come in one by one.

I predict that soon one more person will come in.

“Ah.”

I pushed away Min Ha-young who was clinging to me, made her sit properly, then slightly adjusted the camera angle so Ha-young would be visible too.

“If you’re here, hurry up and say hello.”

“Hello everyone~! How was the performance earlier!”

“I already asked that earlier.”

“Really? But I’m asking once more! How was the performance?”

Just adding one Min Ha-young to the ongoing live broadcast instantly changed the quiet, cozy atmosphere to one full of energy.

Min Ha-young instantly made my broadcast into her broadcast and alternately talked to me and the chat room.

As always, she didn’t forget to cling to me like a child in between.

While we were chatting like that, after a while another member opened the door and said bluntly.

“Unnies are being noisy.”

It was Song-i who had just woken up.

The hosts of the live broadcast naturally increased from two to three.

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