The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 345

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted
Chapter 345
There must have been difficult moments while preparing for the concert, yet during this rare heartfelt conversation, only laughter echoed through the room.
‘Results truly matter this much.’
If the concert’s atmosphere had been poor, this feedback session would have undoubtedly been tense and brutal.
Both Han Da-min and Min Ha-young simply laughed joyfully, sharing only the amusing anecdotes from the concert.
Honestly, during such a long runtime on stage, it would be impossible not to make small mistakes, but everything went well enough to laugh off.
The lingering feeling and overwhelming emotion still remained, promising sweet dreams to come….
‘Or so I thought.’
Nightmares.
Unfortunately, that’s what awaited me.
I successfully completed the concert and finished the Main Mission as well.
As a result, my Seongbuldo rose accordingly.
The rise in Seongbuldo meant the nightmares would resume starting tonight.
I had been anticipating the nightmares to learn more about the Unfortunate Idol Han So-dam….
‘I just wanted to skip it today.’
I could have enjoyed a blissful sleep, savoring the sweetness and happiness of the concert’s success without stress.
But starting today, I’m back to square one.
Once my main job ends, the System torments me; once the System quiets down, I have to start my main job again.
When will I ever be able to stretch out and sleep comfortably without a care in the world?
“What are you thinking about so hard? Do you have something troubling you?”
While I was lightly lost in melancholy, Han Da-min asked with concern.
“No, not at all. I don’t have any worries.”
It’s not so much a worry as a sigh escaping at the predetermined future.
The nightmares that come with Seongbuldo can’t be prevented no matter how hard I try.
Han Da-min stared at me suspiciously before speaking.
“If anyone has worries or something to say, you need to tell us. Understand? Don’t keep it bottled up inside.”
“All of a sudden?”
“It feels like we only talk about good things. But surely not everything in life is good.”
I wondered why she suddenly said that on such a good day, then noticed an empty soju bottle standing in front of her.
She’d drunk it all and was clearly tipsy.
“Come on, are we the type to harbor resentment? Everyone has no complaints, so naturally no one says anything.”
All the Members nodded at Min Ha-young’s words.
“You worry too much about teamwork. If there were complaints, they’d show on your face anyway.”
Choi Song-i said it like a nag.
She was right. As the Members said, we truly had no accumulated resentment toward each other.
Each of us overflowed with individuality, and we all shared the background of stumbling once before debuting again.
In such circumstances, it would be natural for one or two people to act prickly or for greed to harm the team, yet remarkably, we never fought.
Including myself, the Members’ actions weren’t perfect or particularly considerate enough to avoid criticism.
But having lived together for so long, we’d grown to love each other so much that each other’s shortcomings no longer felt like shortcomings at all.
At the Members’ words, Han Da-min smiled sheepishly before speaking again.
“Of course I know! I’ve watched you all grow so much. I didn’t mean you should air grievances with each other—I meant you can share personal worries if you have them.”
“Personal worries?”
“Like, for example, wanting to release a Solo song but being worried about something, or wanting to do more Variety Show work but finding it hard to balance with FLORA activities, or wanting to try Acting, anything really.”
“Ah, I see.”
It made sense that Han Da-min wouldn’t suddenly suggest playing a truth game now.
She knew better than anyone that we genuinely enjoyed our FLORA activities.
“So, nothing? I know you’re satisfied with FLORA work, but there must be something more you want to do.”
The Members exchanged glances with each other.
Just as Han Da-min said, we probably all had thoughts about gradually expanding our individual activities.
Of course, always within FLORA.
“Come on, Unnie. Isn’t it too early to do individual activities?”
“Right. We’re only in our second year.”
Given FLORA’s current momentum, whether it was Acting, Variety Shows, or even attempting Musical Theater, it wouldn’t feel like overreach.
But the Members were right—we were still only in our second year.
When a group is doing well, if the Members’ thoughts align, focusing more on Team activities is better for all of us and the Fans.
“We’re already getting Solo songs in our Group Albums, so I’m satisfied with that~”
At Min Ha-young’s lighthearted remark, Choi Song-i quietly nodded.
“I want to keep releasing Solo songs. But I don’t like promoting with a Solo song.”
“Why? You looked so happy when you performed that Solo stage earlier.”
“That was just a brief event at the Concert. Solo promotions mean doing it alone.”
“…What! You want to be with your Unnies? Why are you so cute!”
Han Da-min hugged Choi Song-i and nuzzled her face against hers.
It seemed she didn’t mind releasing Solo songs, but she disliked appearing alone on Music Shows where she’d always performed with the Members.
‘She used to be uncomfortable with group activities.’
Song-i, who had seemed more comfortable doing solo broadcast appearances than group activities,
our Song-i, who even during Start Plan would complain about everyone gathering together all the time,
now says she hates Solo activities. She doesn’t want to work without her Unnies. How adorable.
I wanted to hug Song-i too, but Han Da-min got to her first, so unfortunately that wasn’t possible.
“Ugh, please stop with the excessive flattery.”
Song-i dismissed the embarrassment with a single remark and returned to eating meat.
“But I think the same way. Actually, don’t we all think we want to release a Solo song each?”
Seo Ra-eun spoke carefully.
“I want to release a Solo song too. I’m not saying I want to promote as a full Solo artist… but I do think about including a Solo song in the FLORA Album and showing it to the Fans.”
“So you want to include Solo songs in the Album in addition to Unit songs?”
“Yeah… I mean, if we can! The next Album will have Unit songs, so I’m not saying we absolutely have to.”
Seo Ra-eun added hastily.
The next Album was planned to include Song-i’s Solo song from the Concert and the Members’ Unit songs.
If we added Solo songs for all Members on top of that, the proportion of Group songs would inevitably decrease.
However, Han Da-min seemed to have a different perspective.
“Why worry about that? Just do it. Let’s prepare a Solo and add it if we can. The Company will decide the release timing anyway—we just need to get ready. More is better.”
“…Really?”
“What kind of song do you want to do, Ra-eun? Something pure and innocent to match your image? Or do you want to try a complete image transformation?”
“I’ve always wished she’d release a Solo with a Musical Theater vibe. She never got the chance to really showcase that.”
Min Ha-young spoke, and I nodded in agreement, opening my mouth to add my thoughts.
“It came up a few times during Start Plan, and the Fans were dying to see it.”
Then Han Da-min tapped the backs of both Min Ha-young and me before bringing her index finger to her lips.
“Shh, shh! Ra-eun’s Solo should be whatever Ra-eun wants to do. Don’t plant ideas in her head.”
“Yes.”
“Okay.”
“I…”
Seo Ra-eun rolled her eyes uncertainly as the Members fell silent, unsure what to say, then smiled sheepishly.
“I’ll think about it. I haven’t decided what I want to do yet.”
“I want to try Rap!”
The moment Seo Ra-eun finished speaking, Min Ha-young jumped in as if she’d been waiting.
“Rap? Not Dance?”
“Yeah, image transformation attempt! My Rap skills have improved a lot lately, but every time I get a chance to showcase them, I just end up dancing. I want to show a different side of myself. It feels like I’m only appealing through Dance.”
“Looks like everyone’s been thinking about Solo songs already? Good. Then let’s eat plenty of Meat today, and each of you think about what Solo concept you want and send it to me via message. I’ll discuss it with the Company.”
In the end, the conversation had shifted back to work again.
I flipped the Meat and chuckled quietly. Everyone said we should play now that the Concert was over, but our talk always came back to what we’d do next and what we’d show.
But honestly, for FLORA, these conversations were the most fun.
Pretending not to notice, I placed Meat on each Member’s Small Plate and threw out some ideas of my own.

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