The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 97

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted

Episode 97

Then she just up and left the interview location.

When did I?

When did I ever say I easily got my part?

When did I ever smirk while talking about those two people’s fight like it was someone else’s business!

If my memory is correct, I only left a very brief comment about their fight.

‘The dance parts were pretty intense. I guess they did that because they desperately wanted it. I’m worried, but I hope they reconcile well.’

I didn’t want their power struggle to be highlighted too much, and I didn’t want to react excessively to it either.

But just how many interviews were patched together into that one interview segment.

Even that last part where I said ‘Can I go practice now?’ was from the interview on the last day of training camp.

Since it was the last day, there were a lot of interviews, and I said it jokingly in response to the production staff’s joke that I looked anxious with the competition coming up.

But they made that scene seem like I didn’t care whether others fought or not since I got my part.

Min Ha-young, who was beside me then, gripped my hand tightly.

“What? Did you really say that? That can’t be right.”

My blocked words finally came out.

“Of course I didn’t. The editing got weird somehow.”

Saying that, I pretended to be fine and put jelly in my mouth to chew.

I had expected this.

Objectively speaking, I was the one getting the most attention in Flora recently as the only real commoner, and just looking at SNS, fans supporting me had clearly increased.

Since Flora’s reactions were practically becoming a threat to May Rookie, they would mess with us for a completely safe victory without any doubt.

So I was going to just watch regardless of how the editing turned out…

Still, it does feel bad.

Fortunately, the training camp scenes didn’t show the ridiculous editing like just before.

Min Ha-young and Han Da-min resolved things through conversation on the day they fought and reconciled, finishing that day’s schedule with words about doing better.

“Ah, we thanked you so much back then. All of that got cut out.”

“It’s not important information anyway.”

If they had to show group training camps and performances too, it would have been hard to include such detailed conversations.

In fact, each group’s training camp scenes ended briefly, only showing enough to understand the group atmosphere over the week.

And I had already heard directly that those two were grateful to me back then.

The only somewhat disappointing thing was that our team became very lively and close as the last day of training camp approached, but what was shown on broadcast was only the awkward atmosphere typical of a newly formed group.

The training camp footage ended with the scene of us and the First-year Team deciding on group names.

And immediately the first round competition began.

Following Choi Gyu-jin’s hosting, the performances of May Rookie, I Meet You, and First Grade continued in succession.

Min Ha-young, who had been fidgeting with my hand the whole time as if trying to comfort me, suddenly became quiet.

And next to take the stage was our Flora.

-Flora? Ah, Flora was the individual trainee older sister group, right?

-Yes, the experienced group. I have high expectations for this team. What kind of stage will they show us.

The judges said while flipping through documents.

-I’m really looking forward to this team.

-I know everyone there except one member.

They also showed the trainees’ whispers.

Overall, they were words that appealed to the fact that our team had many experienced members.

I secretly hoped they would also highlight the conversation of trainees who were being sarcastic about us that I heard at the time.

Unfortunately, that didn’t make it to broadcast.

I wanted to see their faces. Really disappointing.

Thinking that, I focused on the stage.

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Click, rattle, click.

Dust danced busily along the path of sunlight coming through the window.

Yu-jin looked around SNS with a deflated face, then turned off the computer and stood up.

“Really nothing to see…”

One week into her decision to quit being a fan.

Her real life had definitely become much more wholesome and healthy, but she couldn’t understand why her heart felt so empty.

There’s taking a break from fandom, but never quitting completely.

That saying only works when you still have good feelings about that person in your heart.

Fans of singers who disappeared due to scandals had no choice but to quit fandom.

But how could she easily forget my idol of fifteen years, no, that fucking bastard.

All those cameras and lenses I bought for that person were piled up over there.

In every corner of my fifteen years of daily life and routine, there remained time I had set aside for that bastard.

Those times were so empty and empty again that Yu-jin simply couldn’t stand it.

Yu-jin erased her endlessly muddled thoughts and sat there blankly, then picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

Even though she no longer had any singer to follow, she turned on UNET, a music channel, to fill that emptiness.

-Countdown comes every Friday! This week’s lineup is!

Just then, this week’s Countdown lineup was being announced.

Yu-jin’s expression watching the successive cast list was utterly indifferent.

“Kids these days are really… babies…”

Now there are no kids I can call oppa or unni.

No matter how much the broadcast tried to build anticipation by showing the cast list, only thoughts of that fucking bastard filled her head.

‘That’s similar to the outfit our kid, no, that bastard wore during his 4th regular album.’

‘That bastard also did that kind of concept photo, ah, I didn’t throw that away.’

‘That fucking bastard…’

‘There was a time when he was so bright-eyed and passionate. He used to dance like his body would break.’

Fuck, when was that. His eyes seemed already dead from about 5 years ago.

I was such a huge face fan, but after his eyes died, he didn’t even look that handsome anymore.

I stubbornly held on, insisting he was handsome out of some damn attachment.

I should have quit then.

Just as she was endlessly thinking about that bastard who could now only be seen on the 9 o’clock news.

As soon as the Countdown lineup introduction ended, some man’s face appeared in a large close-up.

Startled.

“That scared me… I thought it was that bastard.”

The lighting happened to be very dark too, so Yu-jin, who had flinched and sat up, frowned and glanced at the edge of the TV.

A flashy pink logo reading [Start Plan – The Beginning for Dreams] was embedded there.

‘Ah, Start Plan.’

The competition program they were doing this time.

The person who suddenly appeared in close-up on screen seemed to be this program’s host.

The host shouted while receiving a spotlight in the dark set studio.

-Now! The fourth team, Flora!

“Already the fourth time?”

The countdown lineup that Yu-jin had just been watching seemed to be an advertisement that briefly appeared in the middle of this broadcast.

She was just casually waiting to kill time for FLORA’s stage that had just been introduced.

Orange lighting brightened on stage and soon a gentle synthesizer melody echoed through the air.

“Huh?”

Yu-jin’s reaction at that moment was the reflexive habit of a fifteen-year veteran fan.

Wait, isn’t this a Sierra song?

The direct junior group of Ten Count, the group that bastard she used to love belonged to.

There was a time when they often performed together with Ten Count under the pretense of promoting them, so this song was also vivid in Yu-jin’s memory.

‘Isn’t this song from the Rising album?’

I think Ten Count covered it before.

The moment she became genuinely interested and started watching the stage properly.

‘…Huh?’

Under the sunset-colored lighting, a trainee wearing a dress resembling the sunset, smiling so beautifully.

Her gently curved crescent-shaped eyes gave off a very elegant atmosphere with cat-like features that looked demure even when smiling.

The sight of that unknown trainee with her pretty face looking directly at the camera.

‘Did we just make eye contact?’

And her eyes are sparkling so brightly?

Her face is totally my type.

Thump.

Yu-jin fell for her at first sight.

Yu-jin had been hit directly by the winning eye contact that Ryu Ji-ye had aimed for.

‘…Should I watch this properly for once?’

Though I don’t have the energy to be a fan anymore.

“Oh my. She dances well too.”

She sat up straight, watching Ryu Ji-ye intently.

If she performs well on stage, I should keep an eye on her from now on.

Now that I look at it, this team seems to have more than just one or two pretty and talented members.

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