The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol - Chapter 131

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131

While Seo Ho-yoon pushed Min Ji-heon through congratulatory performance rehearsals and drove himself relentlessly for other year-end stages, December 25th arrived before anyone realized it.

Christmas!
It was rare to remember an actual Christmas with snow falling, yet carols singing of “white snow descending” filled every corner of the streets.

[Ugh, I’m not even looking forward to Christmas
└Don’t say that when you’ve got Christmas decorations plastered all over your profile picture
└└You got caught]

[Why do I get so excited when I hear Christmas carols?]
[Christmas special) Been listening to carols non-stop since early November
But nothing actually happens on the day itself]
[It’s fine because I get that tingly anticipation until then lol]

And that day held something especially meaningful for Black Call’s fanbase.
WH, Black Call’s agency, had released a Christmas special album for Black Call.

[White Christmas
You smiling happily before me
Carols echoing from far away
I want to remember all of this forever]

Black Call’s signature style—dance pop as their foundation layered with intense choreography—took on new dimensions with this Christmas special, showcasing their versatility through rich harmonies. The response was overwhelmingly positive as a result.
After all, when Black Call released a Christmas album, there was no way it could disappoint.

[Legendary
*collapses*
Legendary…]
[I never thought it would come out so suddenly ㅠㅠㅠ Team 1 Albak is doing this again, make a lot of money, kids!!]
[Black Call knows no such thing as a slump…]

True to the Christmas spirit, all Black Call members posed for photos in front of a Christmas tree holding various props, which formed the album’s physical components.

[Is Joo Woo-sung’s photocard worth as much as an apartment in Banpo?]

Among them, Joo Woo-sung’s photocard—dressed in a crimson knit, holding up glittering Christmas lights with a mischievous grin—was undoubtedly legendary.
Its market value skyrocketed endlessly, breaking through the ceiling.

[Save me]
[Does this photocard actually exist? It’s not a mirage, right? But why don’t I have it?]
[Ah, I wish he’d kept his long black hair forever]
The black hair is also legendary
No wait, I mean I wish he’d kept it forever]

Joo Woo-sung’s popularity, now that he was committed to his activities, was a runaway locomotive.
The agency, determined to capitalize fully while Black Call was this active, had even included unit cards in the album—pairs of two members photographed with an actual Polaroid camera to look authentic.

[Ugh,,,,,,,,
I’m breaking my aunt’s savings account]
[Even if I wanted to solve it with money, there’s nothing on the market lolololololololol is this real???]

So what was Seo Ho-yoon doing while Joo Woo-sung was working so hard?
After finishing practice, he’d come to the Company Office since he’d planned to do a B Live broadcast with the members, and now he sat in a chair with his back buried in it, reading the text message that had come from Joo Woo-sung.

[Bitch: I like it haha]
[Bastard: Christmas present~]

This guy….
The Dun still couldn’t compare to Black Call anyway, but the fact that he’d personally reached out like this made it crystal clear he was just trying to piss me off.

[Me: Go enlist]
That bastard: hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
[Bastard: Still got a ways to go~]

“This bastard definitely forgot.”
“Forgot what?”

The threat….
I was already planning to laugh my ass off when Joo Woo-sung enlisted, but Kang Yi-chae nudged me from beside and tilted his head curiously.

“But why is Black Call doing so many activities lately?”

I’m glad to see it.
With a hollow feeling in my chest, I remained slumped over the desk, my eyes drifting toward the Music Broadcast Studio where the other members were absorbed in the performance.
Layered harmonies stacked with meticulous precision, lyrics tinged with seasonal melancholy, a stage adorned with dazzling spectacle, styling that exuded refined taste, and an insane level of skill that tied everything together flawlessly.
They absolutely devoured the surprise special album, radiating the unmistakable aura of a Major Entertainment Agency background.

‘Damn, I’m jealous.’

But this time, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to Dae Pa-sung.
Over the past year, after producing competition tracks and releasing three title songs, we’d been running ourselves ragged with self-produced content, dramas, variety shows, and year-end performances—it felt too harsh, even by my own standards, to criticize him now for not thinking about a Christmas album.
Honestly, if we’d had just a bit more time, I would’ve hounded the CEO relentlessly to squeeze out the budget for it.

“Let’s release it next year, next year….”
“Hyung?! Why?”

Only then did Jung Da-jun tear his eyes away from the Music Broadcast Studio, chewing on a hot bar he’d bought from the Convenience Store long enough ago that it had gone cold, and ask.
Now that the college entrance exam was over, some vitality had finally returned to his face.
I couldn’t curse out Black Call in front of him—or in front of Kim Sung-hyun—so I decided to change the subject.

“…Is it good?”
“Yeah!”

At least you look happy about it….

“Oh! We haven’t decorated the Christmas tree yet!!”

Jung Da-jun, perfectly fitted in a white knit sweater, sprang to his feet and rushed toward the Christmas tree. While Kim Sung-hyun and Kang Yi-chae crowded around to help decorate, Sung Ji-won settled himself at the electronic piano, and I turned on the camera.

[????]

“Hello.”

[?????????]
[What what is this]
[What are they doing]

The Noeul fans, leaving confused comments, suddenly flooded in en masse, and they all burst into tears.

[Christmas live?!!?]
[Is the band back again? ㅠㅠㅠ Actually, Jiwon only plays the piano ㅠㅠㅠ]
[The white knit and headband are so, so, so cuteㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

I awkwardly adjusted the headband that looked like it had a ribbon tied to it, then gave up out of embarrassment.
The members, who had hastily put on reindeer antler headbands, Christmas decorations, and Santa hats, returned to their designated spots with smiles.
After chatting briefly, I led the way as all the members except Sung Ji-won picked up the intricately connected wireless microphones.

“It would be a shame to leave it at that, so we’d like to perform a song for you.”

The chat was too far away to read clearly, but I could see it scrolling up at a very rapid pace.

That’s right.
We couldn’t pour capital into a high-quality Christmas album like Black Call did in such a short timeframe, so we decided to make do with a live performance instead.
The origin of all this began with a single remark from Sung Ji-won, who approached me while Jung Da-jun was marveling at Black Call’s carols on Christmas Eve and I was visibly frustrated beside him.

“Should we do a live performance on Christmas too?”
“Of course we should.”
“No, that’s not what I meant….”

Sung Ji-won laughed sheepishly.

“What if we did a special Christmas carol live?”
“You’re a genius!”

I exclaimed and immediately agreed.
Seeing how smoothly things went in this direction, Sung Ji-won truly lived up to his background as a trainee from a major entertainment agency.
After selecting a few carols that fans both domestic and international would likely enjoy, we practiced them with harmonies despite having little time.
Since Sung Ji-won, our pianist, already knew how to play several carols, and Kang Yi-chae had agreed to cover the other songs, we were able to proceed with the live performance without difficulty.

-Ding-

Sung Ji-won pressed the chord and slightly bowed his head toward the microphone fixed to the piano.

[I’ve been excited for days already
Normally I would have passed it by without a second thought
But this year might be different]

Pale, slender fingers danced across the keyboard.
I stood beside Sung Ji-won with my hand resting on his shoulder, bringing the microphone to my lips.

[Even if snow doesn’t fall this year
Even if I don’t receive a single gift
I’ll just decorate the Christmas tree
And wait for you]

The next verse went to Jung Da-jun and Kim Sung-hyun, who had been fiddling with headbands beside us.
At the sight of the two rushing in without missing a beat, quiet laughter rippled through the members.

[Please, Santa. I have been good this year
I’m begging with all my pride cast aside
Babe, I will be one and only for you
Because I really do love you]

As I waited for my turn and listened to the members’ voices, Kang Yi-chae—who had been nodding his head to the carol’s rhythm—smirked and poked me before launching into his rap verse.

[Lingering deliberately beneath the mistletoe
Wondering if you’d come if the lights went out
Hoping you’d laugh as if you had no choice
This thrilling feeling right now
Is it just me? Do you feel it too?
This can be my perfect Christmas]

Then all our voices blended together.
The harmonies we’d practiced intensely yesterday finally revealed their true brilliance.
An excited Jung Da-jun shook the sleigh bells the company had prepared
1)
to elevate the atmosphere.

[(Ah You, You, You
Christmas Present, Carol, Cake)
I want to hold your hand]

Sung Ji-won gazed at me from beside with a faint smile. Sensing I was oddly nervous, I smiled back and sang my final main verse.

[(Yes You, You, You
Christmas Light, Laughter, Warmth)
I want to spend it with you]

Sung Ji-won closed his eyes and cleanly hit the high note. His clear, crystalline voice became one with the melody.

[Even if snow doesn’t fall this year, that’s fine
Even if I don’t receive a single gift, it’s okay
I’m simply decorating the Christmas tree
Waiting for you]

After finishing the first carol that way, we sang a few more songs and even shared the cake the company had prepared.
As I ate the Bûche de Noël cake with white sugar powder dusted like snow…

‘What’s this?’

For some reason, Sung Ji-won kept lingering around me.

Hahahahaha Dajun, don’t try to eat the cake you dropped hahahaha
└3 second rule!!! Seonghyun Kim is barely stopping him from doing it hahahahahahaha]
[Kang Yi-chae seems to be in a good mood
Suddenly playing piano…
└That guy with the bad vibes is wearing a Christmas headband and playing a romantic piano piece…
It’s so delusional but it’s real…]

“Want some?”
“Oh, yeah.”

Still, Sung Ji-won, meticulous about his self-management, widened his eyes while being careful not to show it.

‘…Ah, could it be?’

I had a suspicion about what might be happening.

‘This is it.’

If that was the case, the timing was perfect.
The fans’ reactions were good, and everyone seemed satisfied.

Hahaha, Ho-yoon seems to be in a good mood today??
“What is this, it’s so cute”

Finally, the time had come to put an end to this long wait.

“It’s Christmas, after all~.”

As I stood up, mentioning that I should probably start wrapping things up, the members seemed to sense it instinctively and launched into their closing remarks.

“Merry Christmas!”
“Merry merry Christmas~!”

Everyone giggled and waved their hands.
Just as I was about to turn off the camera, messages continued pouring in.

[Merry Christmas!]
[Have a wonderful Christmas
。˚*★˚*
˚ *★★ 。˚
。★★★ 。˚
Happy Christmas]
。˚*★˚*

。★★★ 。˚

[You have to spend it happily!!]

“Is this a Christmas tree?”

I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of all these beautiful messages accumulating like gentle snowfall.

“Spend it happily.”

.
.

Even though it’s been a while since B Live ended, Kang Yi-chae didn’t think about turning off the carol song. Rather, he was so excited with Jeong Da-jun that he even imitated the regular Christmas movie, Rux Actually.

“Is youuuu~.”
“The rapper picks you based on the lyrics of the song!”
Long after B Live had ended, Kang Yi-chae showed no signs of turning off the Christmas carol. Instead, he and Jung Da-jun were enthusiastically recreating scenes from Love Actually, a holiday favorite.

“The maknae’s on drums!!”
“The rapper picks you by matching the lyrics!”

“Ugh!!”

I ignored it completely, watching Sung Ji-won while I stabbed strawberries decorating the cake with a fork and busily popped them into my mouth.

“Oh!!”
“What?!? Really?!”
Just then, Jung Da-jun, who had been pretending to play drums in the back, suddenly jumped up.

“Emergency! It’s snowing outside!!”
“What?!? Really?!”

“…Where are you guys going?”
What difference does snow make?
As a former office worker with the sensibility that snow only looks pretty while it’s falling before quickly turning into white garbage and making driving a nightmare, I licked the ganache off my fork with indifference, but the maknaes, Sung Ji-won, and Kim Sung-hyun all got up and started gathering their jackets and scarves.

“…Where are you all going?”
“…Aha, outside?”

“Whoever comes last gets ice cream!”
…Do they really love snow that much?
Jung Da-jun rushed out first with a thunderous clatter.
“Yes!!”
“Whoever arrives last buys ice cream!”

“Jung Da-jun, hey! Put your scarf on!”
“Yes!!”

‘Okay, let me think like an idol too.’

I thought he’d only come to his senses once he was freezing and aching all over… but then I caught myself and adjusted my mindset a bit.

‘Right, I should think more like an idol too.’
“…ha.”
I got up watching Kang Yi-chae and Sung Ji-won hurrying after Jung Da-jun, but the cold made me hesitate, so Kim Sung-hyun tapped my shoulder from beside me.
“We’re not 3, we’re 23.”

“…Sigh.”

“We’re not three years old—we’re twenty-three.”

And I’m thirty-three.
He looks quite excited too… .
“Anyway.”
In the end, I ambled out with my hands stuck in the padding, and white breath blew out into the cold night sky.

He seems pretty excited about this….
I figured I’d snap a photo for the company account and maybe hear what Sung Ji-won had to say.
As I trudged out with my hands buried in my padding jacket, white breath plumed toward the cold night sky.

“Hyung, snowball fight time!”
“Scrape together whatever we can!”
“Ugh, my hands are freezing!!”
There was barely any snow on the ground, and there was a little white snow covering the cars sparsely parked on the side of the road.
Did I get excited about snow back in my early twenties?

Honestly, I barely remember anymore.
The ground had barely any snow accumulation, and only a thin layer of white covered the scattered cars parked along the street.

Seong Ji-won, who seemed to want to say something, kept his eyes fixed on the snow-covered sky.
“This is… nice….”

“…Hoyoon.”

I waited quietly.

“…Ho-yoon.”

With my hands shoved deep in my padding pockets, I’d been watching the other members when he called my name. I turned my head and deliberately arranged my expression to look as kind as possible.
My brother is ready.

“Yes.”

I’m ready.
Seong Ji-won looked at me and asked in a calm voice.

“Did you talk to senior Yoon Hee-eon?”

“Have you talked to Yoon Hee-eon?”

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