The Trashy Pd Has To Survive As an Idol: 문찐 [129+]

Chapter 144

Even though I wasn't in a condition to answer it, it kept ringing persistently after I hung up.

"Ugh...."

Reluctantly, I answered the phone while still tasting blood in my mouth.

"Hello? Hey, Seo Hoyun! Did you hang up on purpose?"

"What is it?"

"...?"

I asked with effort, trying to hold onto my sanity.

After a moment of silence, Joo Woosung cautiously asked..

"[Are you sick?]

"I'm fine."

"[Really? Your voice sounds off though.]"

"I said I'm fine. Get to the point."

"[Hmm. You seem sensitive today]"

Joo Woosung hesitated for a moment before bringing up the topic.

'Shining Star,' 'mentor,' 'Cheongbeom noona,' and so on... Even though it would probably be useful information to pay attention to, I couldn't concentrate at all.

It felt like someone was grabbing me by the hair and slamming me against a wall.

I held onto my phone and tried to breathe as slowly as possible.

My condition seemed to be getting worse.

'Is it really dangerous?'

I felt like I might collapse at the actual event.

I reconsidered the situation and conditions, wondering if it would be better to just focus on catching the leaker instead of participating in the event. But before I could finish that thought, Joo Woosung interrupted me.

["Seo Hoyun, if you're not feeling well, just go to the hospital. It's really frustrating to see you sick when you're overseas."]

"Yes...."

Enough, just end it.

But he kept talking endlessly, and gradually, irritation started to build up.

"[Are you going to have a concert? Wouldn't it be better to inform the company in advance rather than collapsing there?]"

"...What?"

It wasn't entirely wrong, but one word rubbed me the wrong way.

'A concert?'

Despite my year-long efforts to improve as an artist, I hadn't even had a concert in Korea, let alone in Japan. Yet here was Joo Woosung, a former entertainment industry insider, casually mentioning it as if it were possible.

Either he had completely lost his sense of tact that he had shown moments ago, or he was intentionally doing this.

"[Where is it? Yokohama?]"

"...."

"[Oh, not Yokohama? Sorry. I've been going back and forth between Tokyo and Osaka recently, so I'm not sure.]"

My hand trembled.

Not because of the pain, but because of anger.

The user provided a Korean text. Here is the English translation:

His hazy gaze quickly turned into anger, and he gripped the sink tightly with one hand and spoke in a soft voice..

" Joo Woosung. I have one question for you."

"[Uh, yes?]"

"Was the Black Call Tokyo Dome concert sold out within a few minutes, right?"

"[Uh, what? Why are you suddenly asking this?]"