The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 333

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How much time had passed since the announcement ended?
The brightly lit Audition Hall began to darken.
And moments later, the Audition Hall filled with pink light alongside the Fans’ light sticks.
“Wow….”
Exclamations of wonder rippled through the venue.
“All this technology too. The world really has come so far.”
Ryu Byung-sun gazed around in genuine amazement.
While centrally controlling light sticks during concerts was now standard technology at most concerts, Ryu Byung-sun, attending one for the first time, seemed genuinely astonished.
“Why would a singer’s concert use all this technology? It’s art, pure art.”
The pink-glowing light sticks in the blackout felt like cherry blossoms falling through a night sky.
Ryu Byung-sun, newly impressed by the Entertainment Industry’s technological sophistication, shifted his gaze toward the Stage.
Light was gradually returning to the previously dark Stage.
The display screens filling the front and sides of the Stage slowly brightened, then turned pure white.
“Jin-woo, when’s Jae-geum coming? He should be watching from the front, not the back. That guy really….”
“He should be coming now. I’m not entirely sure what he’s doing back there either.”
Ryu Jin-woo gave a vague response to Ryu Byung-sun, then scanned the Audience Seating once more after looking at the Stage.
‘…She’s impressive.’
A glimmer of acknowledgment crossed Ryu Jin-woo’s face.
The loudest member of the family, requiring constant supervision, a person of concern who might cause trouble.
To be honest, until last year, Ryu Ji-ye had been like inseparable luggage to Ryu Jin-woo.
A family member I couldn’t abandon, and certainly couldn’t discard.
With that personality, all she knew how to do was cry, complain, and be stubborn—he was certain she’d cause trouble eventually.
How much had he worried that Ryu Ji-ye’s very existence would one day become a shackle when he inherited the Company from his Grandfather and Father?
So when she suddenly said that ridiculous thing about wanting to become an Idol, he’d opposed it.
Yet that same Ryu Ji-ye had now become a singer recognized by the public, beloved by countless Fans, capable of filling this massive Stage.
After finding her calling, she was actually accomplishing more, causing no trouble, and excelling.
Somehow, her personality seemed to have become kinder and more composed too.
‘Though I haven’t actually watched the concert yet.’
Still, seeing this spectacle—all the Fans watching the Stage with eager anticipation—brought reassurance and admiration, while also making him wonder why she’d caused so much trouble if she was going to be this good all along.
Then cherry blossom petals began falling from the pure white screen.
So many petals fell that they nearly covered the white background, and from among them, pink flower buds emerged and bloomed fully.
“Waaaaaah!!!”
The concept of Flora’s first concert was Flora itself.
In other words, Blooming.
Flora’s debut album title and the most representative word expressing Flora.
The Fans, now truly realizing the concert had begun, erupted in cheers.
The screen changed.
The new scene was a City at Night.
Countless Cars raced down the Road as rain fell.
The sound of rain, the refreshing coolness unique to rainy nights—it felt as though the viewers themselves could sense it.
The screen captured the city’s nightscape, gradually pulling back until it revealed a girl inside a building.
Despite the rain, the window stood wide open, and wind swept through, billowing the curtains forcefully.
Though the room was dark, the candle placed on the girl’s table provided enough light to read the book without difficulty.
“Reading like that will ruin your eyesight.”
“Mm.”
I had been quite absorbed in watching.
Ryu Jin-woo glanced sideways at his grandfather, who was now nagging not just Ryu Ji-ye but her Members as well, before refocusing on the screen.
Though her face wasn’t visible yet, having watched all of Flora’s music videos, I could immediately recognize who this girl was.
Choi Song-i.
She was turning the pages of her book.
According to the music video, the book should have contained pictures of each Member within their respective worldviews, but this time it didn’t.
The screen shifted, and the camera brought the book’s contents into closer view.
“Ahhh….”
The Fans collectively gasped or exclaimed in wonder.
The book was filled with moving videos.
From the Start Plan days, their Debut, various Album Promotions, Fan Meetings, Original Content, and even their recent activities in the United States.
Each time Choi Song-i turned a page, all the memories Flora had created unfolded.
As each page of memories passed, the Fans’ voices grew louder.
And shortly after, the final page of the book was right here.
The image of Fans in the Audition Hall, filmed live from the venue, spread across the pages of Choi Song-i’s book.
The gasps around the venue soon transformed into cheers.
The screen gradually drew closer, and soon the Audience filled the entire display.
The massive Electronic Display Board was completely filled with the image of Fans.
It felt as though the Stage was surrounded by Fans on all sides.
“Wow, they really put so much thought into this….”
“When does the hologram appear? It would look even cooler if that came out sooner.”
“….”
Ryu Jin-woo’s immersion shattered once more.
I had been marveling at the Direction, which had reached an almost artistic level.
Unfortunately, his grandfather didn’t seem particularly moved by artistry or anything of the sort—he only cared about when his company’s technology would appear, and
“When does the Performance start? I’m dying waiting.”
—when his adorable granddaughter would appear.
“…It’s starting now.”
I shouldn’t expect emotional sensitivity from this family. Ryu Jin-woo smiled faintly and sighed quietly.
Meanwhile, the Audition Hall returned to darkness.
And in that brief moment of silence.
A Spotlight fell on the Side Stage in the darkness.
A figure appeared, but there were no cheers. If anything, it seemed even quieter than before.
That was because the person who appeared on the Stage was not Flora.
A violinist holding a violin. She stood with her violin resting on her shoulder, dressed in an elegant Dress.
Then she began to play in the hushed atmosphere.
A classical melody resonated through the concert hall.
Who would have ever imagined hearing a violin performance at a concert venue?
As everyone held their breath, captivated by her playing, the spotlight that had illuminated only the soloist gradually expanded, soon bathing the entire stage in a warm, golden glow.
Lighting reminiscent of what you’d see at the Opera House during an orchestra performance.
Wait? There are so many instruments and people?
‘This is just… an orchestra.’
The moment that thought crossed my mind.
Crash!
The violin solo transformed into an orchestral arrangement with a thunderous impact.
The instrumental sound filled the space with richness and power incomparable to a solo performance.
The melody continued at length, overwhelming the audience with their collective sound, before suddenly falling silent and then transitioning smoothly into a new melody.
“Waaahhhhh!!!”
In that same instant, the fans who had been quietly appreciating the performance erupted in thunderous cheers.
The song was the intro section of Bloom.
Bloom, which already had a classical concept, now began with the accompaniment of a real orchestra.
And on the upper level of the stage where the orchestra performed.
Flora finally made her entrance.
Amid cheers that seemed ready to burst the audition hall, Ryu Byung-sun joined in with his own shout.
“My granddaughter!”
Words dripping with excessive flattery—something he would never normally say.
“Yes, Grandfather. Your granddaughter came out looking lovely today.”
Ryu Jin-woo clapped perfunctorily—clap, clap, clap—playing along with him while searching for Ryu Ji-ye on stage.
Ryu Ji-ye, or rather Flora, was dressed more lavishly than in any previous performance.
A military-style jacket embossed with gold leaf, and a skirt layered and puffed out in voluminous tiers.
Her hair was adorned with flower crowns crafted from blooms that suited each member perfectly, along with ornamental hairpins, displaying their beauty in full splendor.
“She looks even more beautiful today. Jin-woo, why won’t you let me take photos? She’s so gorgeous.”
Ryu Byung-sun’s excessive flattery was no exaggeration.
Flora, who had taken the stage with meticulous effort and care, was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
Each time a member was zoomed in on the electronic display board, ear-splitting cheers erupted, and occasionally you could even hear fervent fans cry out in emotional overwhelm.
Having made such a spectacular entrance, Flora swept her gaze across the audience seats with a broad smile before gracefully descending the stairs.

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