★ The Second Life Idols Lucky Plan – Chapter 153
As I broke up with Baek Yi-hyeon and headed to the car, I couldn't help but feel dirty.
'I don't need a savior.'
As was the case during <Design Your Idol>, the person I am now was not the type of person to reject Baek Yi-hyeon's offer or refuse his 'assistance' or 'help'.
No matter how much I didn't want it, I had no power not to accept it when Baek Yi-hyun said he would do something for me. If I say no, he'll find a way to attract aggro towards me.
'If that bastard mentions it, I have no choice but to be swayed by what he mentions, and when he inserts it into me, what I insert into it. That's the difference between me and Baek Yi-hyeon now.'
Even if it was helpful in the activities of an idol named 'Won Yoo-ha', it still felt unpleasant to be led by someone to do what someone told me to do, regardless of my will.
Ultimately, I don't know what will happen to me if I get swayed like that and Baek Yi-hyeon's review gets messed up.
The fact that I could not coordinate my activities on my own and that I could be swayed by Baek Yi-hyeon at any time warned me of an instinctive danger. It seemed like a sign that he could end my life at any time.
Therefore, when I entered the car, I felt as if I had been threatened rather than receiving a good offer.
"Ah, as expected."
"... ... ?"
Aiden Lee clicked his tongue with a face that seemed like he knew that would happen.
"What?"
Aiden Lee sighed and answered.
"Look at your condition. It got worse, right?"
"... ... ."
I didn't refute it. I just got into the car and closed the door. Soon, the car started moving smoothly, and the manager who was driving opened his mouth with an expression of curiosity.
"You said you and Baek Yi-hyeon grew up together in an orphanage, right? Yoo-ha."
"Yeah."
"You're as close as real brothers?"
Instead of answering, I kept my mouth shut. Nevertheless, the manager's words continued incessantly.
"It seems like Baek Yi-hyeon cares about you a lot, Yoo-ha, and he seemed so happy to see you. Why didn't we meet during this promotion period? Did you sacrifice it because of the transfer? I wish we could film a challenge together... ... ."
"Hyung."
"Huh?"
"Red light."
"Oh!"
While driving, he kept glancing back, and the manager quickly stopped the car with a embarrassed look on his face. Because the concert had just ended, the area was crowded with people.
"Oh, the traffic is really... .... Just stop it a bit... . Will you take responsibility if an accident occurs?"
As the manager mumbled that, I looked at my phone and said,
"Didn't Hyung almost cause the accident? Then the responsibility will be on my Hyung's side."
"What?"
"Hyung, green light."
"Oh, uh... ... ."
Soon the manager started driving while facing straight ahead, so I took my eyes off my phone and looked at him for a moment.
When I looked at him in the rearview mirror, his expression looked even more uncomfortable. It was as if he had something to say but was unsure about saying it.
However, it was clear that he was displeased, and I was convinced that I would need to maintain this attitude in the future to achieve what I wanted.
"... Hmm?"
Next to me, Aiden Lee made an amused face. However, as always, Aiden Lee was a selective person.
"Hungry. What should I eat when I get home?"
"Soup."
"Can't I have it delivered?"
"Eat home-cooked food. There's still some leftover of Danwoo's cooking."
"Hey, I want to eat chicken."
"The stew tastes better."
If the manager realized that whatever he found out wouldn't harm me, he wouldn't have bothered to stop me.
That's why I didn't feel the need to explain much.
"Oh, but can I stop by the office for a second?"
"Do you have anything to do?"
"Yeah, just for a little while."
... Rather, I was the one who had to explain to him exactly how long 'very little' meant.
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[Cheon Se-rim: (image)]
[Cheon Se-rim: (link)]
[Cheon Se-rim: HAHHAHAHSHHAHAHHSHHHAHAHAH WHAT IS THIS ??]
[Do Ji-hyuk: What is it? hahahaahhaaha this is Aiden and Yoo-ha?]
[Do Ji-hyuk: Looks like they enjoyed an amazing concert]
[Yu Chan-hee: No, Hyungs]
[Yu Chan-hee: What did you do when you went ???]
[Kang Hyun-jin: Aiden, no matter what, he's cooler than Ron Weasley]
[Kang Hyun-jin: Ron Weasley.]
[Cheon Se-rim: LON seniors tear up K-pop instead of Hogwarts the fields are different]
[Kang Hyun-jin: ...!]
[Ju Dan-woo: Are you eating well, guys?]
As soon as I woke up from a nap, what I saw was an unexpected message bomb.
As I thought about it, it seemed like photos of LON's first solo concert that I attended yesterday were posted on social media as expected. I hurriedly got up from the sofa and checked the photo Cheon Se-rim had sent me.
"... ... ."
And I was at a loss for words.
「A junior idol who clearly enjoyed the real-time senior concert_JPG
(Photo of Aiden Lee cheering while holding a simple placard written on a tablet in the electronic display board, and Won Yoo-ha next to him, covering his face with one hand and resting his head on the other hand)
-Who are they? Aren't they both idols? These are the kids from Design Your Idol
└Left is Aiden Lee, and right is Won Yoo-ha~
└you seem to know who is who without a detailed explanation.
-What are you guys doing here ??? As a YourOne, I have so many question marks.
└There must be a million question marks floating above Won Yoo-ha's head right now.
└A good example of a bowl that leaks on the inside and also leaks on the outside. Of course, Aiden is the one who destroyed the bowl.
└Won Yoo-ha (owner of the shattered bowl)
-Look at Yoo-ha's crazy expression hahahhahahathe level of empathy is high even for me who is outside the screenㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
└As a leader, carry the weight of the crown
└The Weight: OneDear members The Crown: Yoo-ha
└Yoo-ha looks like an annoyed parent, but isn't Aiden older?
└At this point, I'm starting to wonder how DYI could send out only tearful narratives with these kids.
└Ah, but... is it true that your face shines even in crowds? Even when he puts his hand on his head, his beauty makes me think he's an idol... 」
This was because the picture of him and me was floating around the community more than expected.
"... ... ."
[Cheon Se-rim: I'm really worried. What if our fans think we're a comedy group?ㅠㅠ;]
[Cheon Se-rim: We also have an image, Mr. Leader, please protect our imageㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Do Ji-hyuk: That's right, leader. Please do some repair work for the rip-off.]
[Yu Chan-hee: I think Yoo-ha is the one who wants to fix that rip-off more than anyone else...]
[Kang Hyunjin: Still, I'm glad you enjoyed the concert]
[Kang Hyun-jin: (photo)]
[Kang Hyun-jin: Which of the two souvenirs do you like better?]
[Cheon Se-rim: Oh, of course anything~!]
[Do Ji-hyuk: I think I like the prayer beads bracelet]
[Kang Hyun-jin: Then, I will just buy them all for each person]
[Ju Dan-woo: Yoo-ha, is Aiden still sleeping? I feel like I haven't been able to contact you since yesterday. If you're really tired, there's some red ginseng juice in the cupboard that Serim brought me last time so that you can eat it together.]
[Won Yoo-ha: i want to feed]
[Won Yoo-ha: not dorms right now]
[Yu Chan-hee: what?]
[Ju Dan-woo: Not yet..?]
[Kang Hyun-jin: Arent you at the dorm now?]
[Yu Chan-hee: I thought you left in the afternoon...?]
[Do Ji-hyuk: Didn't you guys go to the dorm yesterday?]
I took my eyes off my phone and looked straight ahead. I think I fell asleep around dawn, watching the sunrise, but before I knew it, the inside of the studio was filled with sunlight.
"Hmm~."
And Aiden Lee was still looking at the monitor with his headphones on.
I sighed softly as he hummed and clicked the mouse. My whole body was stuffy because I had slept crumpled up on the sofa.
Rising up from the sofa, I called Aiden Lee.
"Hey."
"... ... ."
"Aiden."
"... ..."
"AIDEN."
"... Oh?"
After I yelled loudly a few times, Aiden Lee seemed to hear my voice through the headphones and turned around. Then he looked at the window behind me with wide eyes and opened his mouth in surprise.
"Is it daytime now?"
"You didn't know?"
"Huh! The last time I looked at the time, it was 6 o'clock."
... By then, it was before I had even fallen asleep on the sofa.
I asked, looking at Aiden Lee, who still looked fresh.
"... Is this what you mean by for 'a little while'?"
"Hehe, wait... Isn't it?"
Even if it was Aiden Lee, it was difficult to say 'very briefly' for more than half a day, so he ended up scratching his head with an awkward smile.
I sighed at that sight and looked at the screen he had displayed.
"So, how far have you gone?"
"Almost done?"
"What?"
And I couldn't help but be surprised by his answer.
-Why did you suddenly come to the company?
-Yeah~ I'm going to make a song.
-what?
-Something came to mind~
Aiden Lee had been making a completely new song since last night.
Yesterday, Aiden Lee came to the company saying he wanted to stop by 'for a very short time' and the company's studio was where he settled down.
Aiden Lee, who roughly put down his luggage, sat down on a chair without even changing his clothes and suddenly started working as if he was possessed by something.
Not knowing how much he meant by 'very briefly', I ended up staying in the studio with him without even knowing when his work would be finished.
'If I had known this would happen, I would have gone to the dorm first.'
I didn't know that that damn 'very short moment' could be more than half a day.
I sighed softly and looked at the monitor.
'... They said that the last time I checked, it wasn't even 10% yet.'
While I was waiting for him to finish his work, I couldn't overcome my fatigue and fell asleep.
Aiden Lee seemed to have completed most of the song.
"I think I'll be able to tell you in a little while."
"... That little bit isn't the same little bit as this one, is it?"
"Oh, really a little this time. One... about 30 minutes?"
As I clicked the mouse leisurely again, I pulled up a chair and sat down next to Aiden Lee. There were pieces of paper scattered next to him. Marks that look like something was scribbled and quickly erased.
As I slowly looked through the papers, I was soon able to find a sketch.
"Did you draw this?"
"Oh, yes."
Aiden Lee took his eyes off the screen for a moment, checked the paper I was holding, and answered lightly.
"Yesterday's LON seniors' concert~ it was fun."
Then, he turned his attention back to the monitor and focused on his work without saying anything, and Aiden Lee seemed to like not touching it at the moment.
I quietly looked at the sketch Aiden Lee had drawn. It seems that Aiden Lee's talent is not only in music, but his paintings are quite clear.
'Did you draw this as a reference to image the song?'
It was roughly scribbled with a ballpoint pen, but it seemed clear what he had drawn.
Black on black, lights floating and swaying gracefully in between. Although the shape of each thing is not clear, it was definitely LON's concert.
"I wanted to see more."
"What?"
At that time, when Aiden Lee spoke, I put down the sketch and looked at him. Aiden Lee asked an unexpected question with his eyes fixed on the monitor.
"Yoo-ha, how many people fit into the largest concert hall in Korea?"
"How many people are we talking?"
When answering that question, I tried to think of a venue where idols were currently performing.
The concert hall where the idol's performance takes place can accommodate anywhere from a few thousand to tens of thousands of people. The stadium where LON held a solo concert this time had about 11,000 spectators.
And if it is a concert hall that can accommodate the largest number of people in Korea... ... .
"... Up to 100,000 people?"
It was probably around the size of the main Olympic stadium. It is a so-called dream concert hall that can usually accommodate 70,000 to 100,000 spectators and where even first-tier idols have not been able to hold group performances.
"Hmm."
Aiden Lee let out a satisfied sigh at my answer. And then.
"Is it possible within five years?"
"What?"
... He said that, surprising me.
But regardless of my reaction, Aiden Lee continued speaking calmly.
"I thought about it during our debut showcase concert, and the light stick lights looked like stars and were so pretty."
"... ... ."
"At that time, there were only 5,000, and at the seniors' concert yesterday, there were only 10,000, but it felt like we were swept away. But then."
Aiden Lee said that, grinned, and put down the headset. Then he looked at me and said.
"With 100,000, you'll feel like you're in space like our logo, right?"
"... ... ."
I couldn't help but be at a loss for words at that arrogant innocence.
'... That rich boy.'
Aiden Lee's eyes seemed to be a little more than sincere.
By the time the performance was over, he seemed to be thinking deeply about something, and when he entered the studio, he worked quietly the whole time, so I thought he was intimidated by LON.
'No.'
Rather, he seemed to be thoroughly excited right now. Aiden Lee was definitely inspired by the LON concert.
However, the target was different.
"I hope we can have a concert soon."
Unlike during Aydin, Aiden Lee seemed to have become competitive not with LON but with the number of lights looking at them.
"There is still a long way to go for that."
While I answered that way to calm him down, I couldn't help but think.
'What are the odds that OneDear will go to the main stadium in 5 years?'
About whether the 'dream' that Aiden Lee brought up is really feasible.
No matter how much you achieve first-team status, it is not easy to have enough influence to hold a performance at the main stadium.
It is impossible to gather enough firepower to attract 100,000 viewers unless it is the best title of the time that has both popularity and core in the first place. That's why there are only a few idol groups that have visited the main stadium.
But.
'Is that an 'absolutely' impossible dream for OneDear?'
What was surprising to me as I thought about it like that was that it didn't feel like an absurd dream that made no sense at all.
Among the idol groups that recently debuted, there is no group that started their career with as much firepower as OneDear
This movement began with Anet becoming somewhat known to the public through a survival program they put a lot of effort into. The new initial record set for the debut album, the members' performance during this period of activity, and the number of new fans brought in through them.
In a saturated and uncertain market, this may be too high a goal for a rookie who has just debuted.
'As for setting a goal... Isn't it okay?'
Unless the probability is completely zero and if OneDear does not fall even once.
If we continue our activities without any incidents or accidents according to the contract we signed upon debut and continue to rise without a single fall.
"... ... ."
So, is it really possible to hold a concert in a venue that can accommodate 100,000 people... Wouldn't it be something completely impossible?
As I was thinking that way, I was soon able to realize one more fact after evaluating it.
If OneDear rises to that level.
-Of course, there was no need for your help there. It doesn't matter to me whether you want it or not.
The fact that I will no longer be able to fully refuse anyone trying to insert something into my life unilaterally.
Whether it's help or assistance, you will have everything you need so that you don't need anything.
"When will we make a comeback?"
"... Finish the work first and tell me. The discussion comes later."
Therefore, in a rare case, I could affirm and realize Aiden Lee's words.
Setting a goal of going to the main stadium within five years means that OneDear will have to work harder than Aydin.
"But can we go to Wembley too?"
"... That's a bit much."