The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 346

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted
Chapter 346
“Ugh, my head…”
What on earth was this?
Not only did I have a pounding headache, but my stomach felt like it was churning violently.
The aftermath of yesterday’s team dinner was severe.
‘I really did overdo it.’
Unlike Flora, who had simply enjoyed themselves, the Day Entertainment employees and concert production staff seemed to have been under tremendous stress throughout the performance preparations.
They acted as though tomorrow would never come. They drank heavily, vented their frustrations, and the dinner showed no signs of ending until dawn.
There were so many conversations—about what went well, what was disappointing, what felt unfair or frustrating, feedback, and more—stretching on as long as the entire preparation period had been.
We members also spent an enjoyable time sharing stories about things we hadn’t known about each other during the concert.
The dinner went on so long that I genuinely wondered if I’d end up watching the sunrise and heading home without ever going to bed.
The one saving grace was that Flora sent us home after the first round.
It wasn’t until 2 AM that the first round finally ended, and as we naturally moved to the second location, the managers sent us to the dormitory under the pretense of condition management.
Han Da-min complained with “But I’m not a kid?” though she was getting sleepy, so the rest of us members gratefully accepted and got into the car heading back to the dormitory.
I had gotten thoroughly drunk, washed up the moment I got home, and collapsed into sleep.
The moment I woke up, the hangover was no joke.
Unlike my usual self, who barely touched alcohol, I had drunk quite a bit because I was in such a good mood, so it would have been strange if I felt fine.
“Sigh… I’m dying.”
If I’m suffering like this, Han Da-min and Min Ha-young, who pushed themselves harder yesterday, must be having a rough time all day today.
“Ugh…”
I slid out of bed and made my way to the kitchen, rubbing my aching stomach.
11 AM. It wasn’t exactly early, but since I had gone to bed so late yesterday, I thought I’d be the first one up.
The entire house was filled with the sound of boiling water and the savory aroma of soybean sprout soup.
As I entered the kitchen, Seo Ra-eun was busily cooking and turned to look at me when she sensed my presence.
“Ji-ye, you’re up?”
“Unnie, when did you wake up?”
“Around nine? Since I was up early, I’ve been making hangover soup. How’s your stomach?”
“Pretty rough. I really needed this hangover soup. Unnie, you’re amazing.”
How could someone be so thoughtful, diligent, and domestic?
My heart felt like it was melting, so I hugged Seo Ra-eun tightly with all my affection and headed to the refrigerator.
Even cold water helped a little. Phew, next time I need to avoid drinking too much, no matter how much fun I’m having.
“Are you okay, Unnie? You drank a lot yesterday too.”
As I sat at the dining table and asked, Seo Ra-eun smiled just as she always did.
“I didn’t drink that much. I’m fine.”
“…Unnie, you’re surprisingly good at holding your alcohol.”
Impressive. From what I remember, she drank nearly as much as Han Da-min.
She didn’t refuse a single drink when the staff and employees poured one for her each time, saying they had worked hard.
And yet here she was, waking up fine as usual and making hangover soup for the members.
“Haha, just wait a little longer. It’s almost done.”
Seo Ra-eun didn’t bother denying my words. She seemed well aware of her own impressive alcohol tolerance.
“You’re really cool, Unnie.”
With that, she stood up, scooped rice into bowls, and arranged various side dishes on the table.
By the time the breakfast spread was complete, the Members shuffled into the kitchen like zombies.
“What’s that delicious smell wafting into the rooms? Oh, what is this? Bean sprout soup?”
“Ugh… guys, I think I’m dying…”
Han Da-min followed Min Ha-young, who was rushing toward the bean sprout soup, her complexion deathly pale.
“You really… why do you push drinking like it’s work? Are you okay?”
“Ji-ye… Unnie, water…”
Han Da-min collapsed onto the dining table. I sighed and brought her cold water, then helped Seo Ra-eun place the finished soup in front of the Members.
“We would’ve been in trouble without you, Ra-eun Unnie. Phew.”
“What did we even do yesterday? My memory’s half deleted.”
“…Don’t drink anymore going forward. If you’re going to drink, only do it when the Members are around.”
“Do you remember when we talked about our solo songs?”
“…That’s about all I remember.”
“That’s all you need to remember. There wasn’t any other important conversation.”
Of course, there had been brief arguments between Staff Members who were heavily intoxicated, and some had even cried—all sorts of things happened.
But Flora had simply spent the team dinner talking about what the Members did and played around with during the Concert, and what happened with the Fans.
“Oh right, do you remember that? We filmed a TapTap video after the team dinner ended.”
“TapTap? What did we film?”
As expected, she didn’t remember. I laughed incredulously and turned on my Mobile Phone to show Han Da-min the TapTap video I’d uploaded yesterday.
“My goodness, what is this?”
Han Da-min was horrified after seeing the video.
In the early morning, right before leaving after the team dinner, we had spontaneously filmed a Challenge video and uploaded it to TapTap.
And it wasn’t even a challenge using our own song—it was a Dance Challenge that had been trending recently on short-form videos.
“We uploaded the video in that state? We must’ve been completely insane!”
“We definitely tried to stop you?”
“You were the one who insisted on filming it, saying not to regret it later. So why are you regretting it now?”
I knew this would happen. From the moment she was going crazy at dawn saying “Let’s film! Let’s film!”, I figured she’d be too drunk to remember, and sure enough, that’s exactly what happened.
The short-form video we uploaded was an absolute mess.
Because it was dark at night, our faces weren’t even visible properly, and the faces that were visible were either flushed red from alcohol or completely disheveled.
Since we filmed it on the spot, the formation and movements were all wrong—a complete disaster.
Moreover, some of us didn’t even remember the choreography, so we just laughed and watched the other Members dance.
Seo Ra-eun, Song-i, and I had asked several times if we were really going to upload this, if it was okay to upload it.
But Han Da-min got excited and kept saying “Upload it! Upload it!”, and even took the filming phone and uploaded it herself.
Of course, we hadn’t uploaded anything particularly strange, and since anyone could see it was a video uploaded after a fun team dinner, the Fans loved it.
But for us, the people in the video, our appearances were so shocking that when we watched it again with a clear mind, it was quite a jolt.
We looked like potatoes that had just been pulled from the dirt, so to speak.
We had all our makeup off. We filmed ourselves dancing excitedly in that state, and I was astounded that the upload was actually approved.
If we felt that way, I could only imagine how Han Da-min felt, with her memory completely erased.
Just from watching the video, Han Da-min appeared to be the most intoxicated.
“I suggested uploading this? Wow, this is seriously dark history. And I can’t even delete it.”
“If you really hate it, tell the Company to take it down. I think they would?”
“Though it’s probably already spread everywhere by now.”
At the Members’ words, Han Da-min let out a deep sigh and shook her head.
“Never mind. The Fans love it, so let’s leave it. Wow, I really shouldn’t drink. Anyway, how’s everyone’s condition?”
Han Da-min, who looked the worst off here, asked while eating a spoonful of bean sprout soup.
“If everyone’s condition is okay, let’s all go exercise together.”
“Exercise? Unnie, are you sure you’re up for it?”
Seo Ra-eun asked worriedly, and Han Da-min smiled with a gaunt face.
“Exercise is something you have to do every day regardless of condition, anyway.”
“There she goes again, pushing herself and forcing through. I don’t think I can right now. I feel like I’m going to throw up.”
Min Ha-young said. Song-i hadn’t drunk alcohol since she was a minor, so even if she objected, she’d be dragged along by Han Da-min.
“I’ll go.”
Seo Ra-eun, who was in good condition, agreed immediately, but I—
“I’m passing today.”
“Huh? Why?”
“This is the first time I’ve seen Ji-ye pass on exercise.”
The Members asked with surprised faces. I usually wanted to go along with them, but today I just wasn’t in the mood.
Not because of a hangover, but because my sleep had been restless.
Yes, as expected, I had another nightmare last night.
This time, a much clearer and more vivid dream.
In this dream, not only the Crunch Members but also Han So-dam, whom I had always perceived only as myself, appeared directly.
The nature of my dreams, which had always communicated indirectly about myself in roundabout ways, had changed.
Perhaps the reason was that I had discovered so much about her death.

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