The Reincarnated Idol Hard Carries an Indie Band - Chapter 92

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Former Idol Does Hard Carry in an Indie Band
Chapter 92
After driving for more than an hour from Seoul, we arrived at a beach in Incheon.
A vast expanse of sea stretched across Yeongjeong Island as we made our way here.
The endless coastline unfolding before us made for such a pleasant drive that time simply slipped away.
The moment we stepped out of the car, the ocean air washed over us.
“Wow! The sea!”
“Man, the ocean—it’s been forever since we’ve seen it.”
We passed through the parking lot and arrived at Wangsan Beach.
Living in the heart of Seoul, I rarely got the chance to see the ocean, so I’d suggested we come.
Even in my past life, I only came to the seaside during Music Video shoots—I’d never gotten to experience the ocean like this so naturally.
Heo Jun Sung and Kang Min barely made it out of the car before kicking off their slippers and bolting toward the water.
“Woooaaahhh!”
“Hey! Come on, together!”
Lee Do Young and Kim Ji Hu quietly savored the atmosphere while I trailed behind with the Manager, playing the role of guardian.
“Brrr! So cold!”
“Wow, it’s freezing!”
Kang Min and Heo Jun Sung were already wading into the water and running around.
Kang Min splashed water at Heo Jun Sung and took off running.
“Hey!”
“Ah! Hey! You’re dead!”
Heo Jun Sung gave chase, but he couldn’t keep pace with Kang Min.
“They’re complete elementary schoolers, I swear.”
“So what? It’s nice to watch them like this.”
Kim Ji Hu shook his head at the two of them, yet a soft smile never left his face.
I spread out a mat on the sand with the Manager.
“Don’t wander off too far. Just stay here and play. I’ll check us in at the lodge and be back.”
“Sure, we’ll be waiting.”
We were planning to spend the night here.
It was a reward for all of us after wrapping the Audition Program.
Our first group trip coming right after completing such a massive project felt like a scene too perfect to script.
Watching those excited kids in the distance felt like healing itself.
Even Kim Ji Hu and Lee Do Young, who seemed like they’d play quietly, were racing around having a blast—kids really are kids.
“Whoa, no way.”
“Huh?”
I was sitting on the mat watching my friends when a passerby recognized me.
“No way! Seo Ha! For real!”
“Oh my gosh! I’m such a fan! I loved Rooftop so much!”
“Hello.”
“Um, can I… can I get an autograph?”
“Can we take a photo?”
“Sure, feel free. Where would you like me to sign?”
After giving autographs and taking photos, the two of them giggled shyly.
“Are you here alone?”
“No, I came with my friends over there.”
I pointed with my finger at the kids playing in the water.
“Eeek! They’re all here!”
“Wow, insane….”
“When the kids are done swimming, come back by later, okay? We’ll ask you for more autographs.”
“Sure! Thank you so much.”
“Take care!”
After that, there were quite a few more people who recognized me.
Though I was hardly the most recognizable among us.
The kids, loud and full of excitement, were noisy enough to draw people’s attention.
Passersby glanced at them with expressions of bewilderment before moving on.
Cute kids.
“Huh?”
But those cute kids suddenly started charging straight at me.
“What’s going on? What’s happening?”
“Hey, grab him! Catch this guy!”
“You there! Brace yourself! Ahaha!”
“Seo Ha, you’re the leader in the Practice Room, but not here.”
Heo Jun Sung, Kang Min, Lee Do Young, and Kim Ji Hu all rushed me at once, grabbing my arms and legs.
“Wait, no! Just a second!”
“What do you mean ‘just a second’? There’s no such thing!”
“No, wait—my phone! My phone and wallet!”
“Okay, okay, we got your phone.”
Kang Min quickly secured my phone and wallet.
“Hahahahaha!”
It didn’t take long after that for my body to end up in the ocean.
“Ugggghhh!”
Seawater rushed into my mouth and nose in an instant.
When I pulled myself up out of the water, the sound of the world came rushing back, and those kids were losing their minds laughing at me.
“Hahahaha! Look at his hair!”
“Ahahaha! Seo Ha, so you do benefit from that handsome face thing too?”
Those little brats aren’t getting away with this.
“All of you are going down!”
“Run!”
Time to show these cute kids what a former athlete is made of.
I started dunking them one by one—starting with the easy target, Lee Do Young, and finishing with the hardest, Kang Min.
It was autumn.
* * *
Evening came, and we threw a barbecue party at the Pension.
“Hey, hey! You’ll burn it all to a crisp!”
“How come it just keeps burning instead of cooking?
Heo Jun Sung, who’d charred the meat, got an earful from Kim Ji Hu.
“Out of the way.”
Kang Min grabbed the tongs, and his skill was genuinely impressive.
The Manager returned late from the mart.
“What’s this? Who already burned up all the meat?”
“It was Jun Sung! He said he’d do it, then went ahead and burned everything!”
“That’s strange. It looked easy on TV….”
“If someone’s work looks easy, it means they’re skilled.”
“Come to think of it, I saw a lot of comments saying they started playing guitar because of my performances….”
Getting intoxicated by your own image even at a time like this—was I losing my mind?
“Hey, hold on a second.”
The Manager suddenly started setting up a Camera.
“What’s that for?”
“I want to film you guys hanging out. You never know where it might come in handy.”
“Ah, we should’ve filmed the swimming earlier too.”
“Already did?”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I’ll show you after dinner.”
After the Camera was set up, we skillfully cooked some ramen, then dug into a feast of meat and noodles.
“Man, Min, you grill meat really well!”
“Incomparable to Heo Jun Sung’s pathetic attempt.”
“Yeah, so what!”
It didn’t take five high school boys long to demolish the mountain of ramen and grilled meat we’d prepared.
“Sigh….”
“Seo Ha, is something wrong?”
“Why the sudden sigh?”
“Oh, it’s nothing….”
Even though it was a happy occasion, I kept feeling an empty hollowness creeping in.
Wasn’t beer the standard with grilled meat and swimming?
Why am I a high schooler right now?
I suddenly felt a flash of indignation.
If only I’d reincarnated a few months later, it’d be legal.
Here we are, renting out a whole Pension for this trip, and all I get is cola….
This isn’t a trip—it’s torture.
“Do Young, can you grab the Laptop from that small table over there?”
“A Laptop?”
The Manager, holding tongs and scissors, gave Lee Do Young an errand.
“This one?”
“Yeah, there should be a video on the desktop. Play it.”
“Oh, right! The video!”
The footage Lee Do Young played showed us having fun earlier that afternoon.
Even though it seemed to be shot from quite a distance, the quality was decent.
The Camera must’ve been expensive.
“Wow! Kim Ji Hu looks so ugly!”
“You think you’re any better?”
Us screaming and splashing around at the beach.
Heo Jun Sung chasing, Lee Do Young running.
Me getting thrown in, and then dunking each of them one by one.
We hadn’t even noticed he was filming us having such a blast.
“Honestly, it came out so naturally and well.”
“Man, we really do look like we’re having fun, don’t we?”
In the footage, everyone else was splashing around, but Kang Min alone was standing a few steps away doing some weird dance.
“Min, what kind of dance is that?”
“The Greetings Dance!”
“Huh?”
“The Greetings Dance!!”
“What is that?”
“The Greetings Dance!!!”
“Okay, I get it.”
“The Greetings!!!”
“Stop.”
As we were enjoying the footage, the Manager spoke up.
“I was thinking we could use that video somewhere. Maybe in the next Music Video or just upload it to YouTube. You guys don’t have a channel yet, right?”
“Right, we need to make one, but we’ve been too busy and keep forgetting.”
“Since we’re talking about it, should we make a channel right now?”
I’d always figured we’d have to make one eventually.
I’d just been putting it off because I wasn’t exactly skilled in channel management or marketing.
There were other reasons too, but until now, we’d been focused on other priorities.
Of course, that’s different now.
“A channel would be perfect. We can upload our Music Videos there too.”
It was a good idea.
But for me, a YouTube channel wasn’t just for promotion.
It was to record memories.
This moment we shared with our friends today will never come again.
I wanted to upload this precious memory the Manager had captured and treasure it for the rest of my life.
Just as I’d kept the photos from my past life with these same kids until the very end.
So we decided that once we got back to Seoul, we’d make the channel right away.
If we uploaded footage of us just playing around instead of some slick teaser or soundtrack for our first video, it would fit perfectly with the Rooftop brand.
“Anyway, we’ve wrapped the big project and all that’s left is to release the next song, so let’s make a toast—to doing even better from here on out!”
“Cheers!”
So the Manager and my friends filled their glasses with cola.
“To Rooftop!!!”
Damn, I want a beer.
* * *
“Mmm… this body’s Guitar….”
I was staring at the unfamiliar ceiling when Heo Jun Sung’s sleep-talk drifted over.
I thought I’d fall asleep immediately after such an exciting day of play, but as my thoughts deepened, sleep slipped away.
Had there ever been a day I had this much fun?
Certainly not in my past life, and right after the regression, I’d been too busy gathering friends and chasing success to have time for leisure.
It wouldn’t be bad to take trips like this with friends from time to time.
Next time, should we go to the mountains or a valley instead of the sea?
For more trips like that, the future matters even more.
What kind of moves should Rooftop make to achieve greater success?
Broadcast appearance offers are already pouring in like a flood.
Especially with all the public sympathy, there were many offers to feature Lee Do Young.
Gaining fame through that kind of thing and succeeding would be nice too.
Plus, Heo Jun Sung and Kang Min practically generate variety show material whenever they’re together.
But that’s not what my friends want right now.
Who knows what’ll happen down the line, but for now, it’s more important that we be recognized for our musicianship.
I need to put on a concert.
Even if we spend some money, a large-scale show.
And then we need to release a song.
This time around, I’m thinking of mixing in one trump card we’ve been saving and not using.
“Where….”
As I scrolled through my Smartphone, a familiar face caught my eye.
“He’s grown a lot.”
The weapon I’ll use for the next track.
That one’s been developing very satisfactorily.
Our next goal is number one on the Music Chart.
But if I use that one well, we can achieve something far better than number one on the Music Chart.

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