Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 144



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| Episode 144. Back to work

Thanks to the system, I was completely cured in just two weeks. Everyone was amazed at my amazing recovery.

I would have liked to turn off the work support service and recharge my batteries to sign up for a jiu-jitsu class, but I held back because of the worried looks from those around me. I absolutely had to become a master of self-defense before the end of the year.

There was some good news, too.

As the system’s constraints are lifted and finite numbers are eliminated, the scope of UA support has expanded significantly.

UA apologized for not being able to provide proper support so far, and promised to provide full support in the final stage.

We took advantage of this opportunity to hire the entire dance team. As they say, spending company money is the most fun in the world.

Even though the doctor had officially diagnosed me as fully recovered, I decided to just stay with him from the middle of the trip as planned.

Since I decided to join from the dance break, I learned the dance choreography separately from a dance teacher and watched them practice from the side for the first and second verses… … .

‘what?’

I could tell just by looking at it.

These guys, their spirit was on a whole other level than before.

Everything was integrated, from the feeling of weight being applied, to the friction of shoes, to the angle of fingers and the feel of the waves.

He said that he had prepared perfectly up until the point where I entered, and that it was ready to go on stage right away.

While Jeong Seong-bin stopped playing music, Kang Ki-yeon came toward me and spoke.

“This is where you can come in.”

“Can I not go in?”

“Come in quickly before I move you in.”

I walked to my seat with a limp.

“Did you learn all the choreography?”

“Yeah. Instead, I want to try matching at a slow pace first.”

“is it so.”

Kang Ki-yeon nodded and returned to his seat.

At that moment, Lee Cheong-hyeon, who was sitting next to me, shouted.

“Ah, there are finally six of us!”

Looking ahead, I saw Spark and myself reflected in the large mirror across from me.

Jeong Seong-bin met eyes through the mirror and smiled faintly.

It was so cool when there were five of us, we can’t ruin it.

For the first time in a while, I felt a sense of responsibility. It wasn’t a bad feeling.

* * *

The positive effects were seen beyond the monetary aspect as well.

‘The costume order is finished?’

‘Yes. After I conveyed the concept, the planning team and production team quickly proceeded with it.’

When Yoo Han-soo and the production team leader were completely excluded from work, the organization finally began to run smoothly.

As someone who knows how difficult it is to have one piece of trash around, I was deeply moved.

Now that I have the process figured out, I don’t have to go through the hardships of starting from scratch like before. I feel so relieved.

Other than that, most of the other work was finished while I was in the hospital room. Then, naturally, my overtime work disappeared.

Thanks to that, I can now just lie down in bed after practice. What a luxurious life that is.

‘At this point, I think we need to sort out the current situation.’

Although I was busy with many things and had to neglect the current situation for a while, I had to never forget my purpose.

I lay on my side so my wound wouldn’t touch the pillow and replayed the series of events.

First, there was hope that I could contact my parents.

Before, I thought the system had completely severed the connection between me and the two, but this incident showed me that wasn’t the case.

It’s true that the two people don’t want to get involved with me, but the situation can definitely be changed.

I also prepared questions in advance so that I could ask what I needed without being flustered whenever I contacted them.

Next, I felt the need to clearly understand the scope of my safety.

At least from what I understand so far… … .

1. If you try to change the future outside of idol-related activities, you will be penalized for keeping it a secret or something.

2. If you force yourself to do the activities that the system warns you about, it will be harmful to your health.

3. Failure to adhere to professional ethics will result in penalties.

… … I think it can be summarized to that extent.

This time, my life was saved by the four major insurance policies, but there was no guarantee that it would happen again.

First of all, I need to save my life so that I can save my sister. I need to approach this part more carefully in the future.

Thirdly, it is more of a question than information.

The question was, ‘Why is the system doing this to me?’

I should have done this essential reflection earlier, but since I can’t multitask, I was only able to think about it when I had more time and work.

If you asked me if the system was 100% negative to me, I could definitely say no.

I can’t forgive myself for blowing my degree. But I didn’t regret it when I thought of it as the price I paid for the chance to bring my sister back to life.

And although the method was very unfriendly, the system clearly gave me a warning before the enemy attacked me. If it weren’t for the system, I might have been on the brink of death.

So, is the system entirely for me?

‘I don’t think this is it.’

The system may have a purpose in keeping you alive and making you do something. If we figure that out, we may be able to use the system better.

I will definitely form a union and take revenge on the system. Just achieve the final KPI. I will give the virtual job planet a 1.0 star rating.

The boiling anger finally cooled down after 30 minutes. As the time of worrying ended, the headache I had forgotten about came back.

‘No, how can the body and nerves be restored separately?’

At times like this, I really feel how unrealistic the system is.

What if it gets better in two weeks? The pain lasts eight weeks.

It was much less intense than when the accident first happened, but it still hurt, so I curled up under the blanket and wrapped my head.

At that moment, there was a rustling sound next to me. I could also hear the sound of the blanket being pulled away and Choi Je-ho getting up with his feet on the floor.

I held my breath until the guy left the room.

I thought he was going to the bathroom, but his footsteps passed the bathroom.

Then came the sound of the refrigerator opening. They were rummaging through the freezer so diligently that the clanking sound could be heard all the way into the room.

‘Is this new X eating a late-night snack?’

Ahead of the final episode of the program? At this point in time when he needs to burn fat harder than anyone else? The center of the group?

I was thinking about running out and attacking the scene, but then I gave up. I should have beaten the guy, but my head hurt too much.

Choi Je-ho is not the type of person who gains weight just by doing something stupid. He even learned acrobatics in a short period of time for his final performance, so it was only natural that he would burn a lot of calories.

There are no high-calorie foods in the accommodation, so the only thing I can sneak in is frozen yogurt sticks.

‘What’s edible in our room’s refrigerator?’

Now, my imagination has run wild to the point where ‘Choi Je-ho was hiding something from the members and eating it secretly whenever he had the chance.’

Tomorrow, as soon as the sun rises, I will turn the lodging upside down.

And we need to raid that damn emergency food warehouse to make an example of them… … .

While I was clenching my fists and planning a major cleaning, the guy calmly returned to his room.

Then he came to my bed without even closing the door.

Then the guy’s hand grabbed my head from under the blanket. He grabbed me near the wound, and I almost screamed in the middle of the night.

“evil……!”

“What, why is your head here?”

Choi Je-ho’s voice also grew louder as if he was flustered. When he threw back the blanket and raised his head, he saw Choi Je-ho frowning deeply.

“What are you doing?”

“I tried to grab your shoulder.”

From the way he speaks, it seems like this guy has poor night vision and just reaches out to random places.

“Why are you holding someone’s shoulder in the middle of the night?”

“Do you think I caught someone because I wanted to catch them?”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a chill on my face. Choi Je-ho was holding out an ice pack wrapped in a towel.

“You want me to write?”

“What’s the use of having it if you don’t use it?”

I kneaded the ice pack without answering.

When I put the pack near the wound, I felt the pain go away.

“Good. It’s cool.”

“Don’t put it directly on your head.”

“I know that rule too. But why this… … .”

“Because I keep tossing and turning.”

Choi Je-ho lay down on my bed again. Despite his considerate behavior, he turned his back on me just like usual.

I looked at the back of his head and quietly apologized.

“I’m sorry. You couldn’t sleep because of me.”

“I’ll be fine now.”

After saying that, the guy was silent for a while and then muttered.

“If it’s serious, wake me up.”

He’s so kind. I almost cried when I saw this guy.

As the pain subsided, sleep slowly came to me. I closed my eyes and answered.

“Oh, thank you.”

* * *

Even long projects will eventually end.

The last day of the royal family, which was full of talk and trouble, has dawned.

Maybe because they all worked so hard, their jawlines were alive and well, not swollen. I think that with jawlines like that, everyone should show off a paper-cutting show with their chins.

One thing that was burdensome was that so many eyes were on me.

First of all, it was like that from the beginning. During the surgery, the area around the wound was shaved for stitching (the doctor was proud and said that he shaved it as little as possible considering that I was an idol), and to hide it, I wore a cap, but in contrast, I stood out among all the other fancy idols.

‘There’s no way everyone doesn’t know why I’m wearing a hat.’

I think everyone was surprised because it was on social news as well as entertainment news… … .

“Mr. Lee Wol, are you going to be on stage today?”

… … I didn’t know that even MC Yu-ri would have surprised eyes instead of his usual calm expression.

Finally, Mr. Yuri came to the waiting room to greet us, made us sit down on the sofa, and even gave us some snacks.

“I’ll just go in and come out!”

“Is that okay? You said you were seriously injured.”

“Because I have good resilience.”

Mr. Yu said that passion is good, but he also advised people to take care of their health. He added that they should have a meal together once the royal family is finished.

Additionally, I returned to the waiting room feeling completely drained after hearing a tearful greeting from Berion, who had been telling me all about what a great person I was.

The only idol I really knew was Spark. I don’t know when I started having so many flashy celebrity friends.

“It was hard while I was doing it, but I’m sad that it’s over.”

Lee Cheong-hyeon said as he sat down next to me.

“What if I feel sad already, even though I haven’t even performed on stage?”

“I knew you’d say that, hyung.”

How dare you say something like that when you know it. This guy has gotten a lot of energy.

In the past, I was so scared of debuting with my own song that I even ran away from home.

“You’ve changed a lot in less than a year, haven’t you?”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t lost my beginner’s mind!”

“That’s not it.”

Lee Cheong-hyeon ran to Jeong Seong-bin with a pale face.

Then he nagged Jeong Seong-bin, saying, “There’s no life in my eyes.” If someone saw him, they would think I was nagging him.