Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 160



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| Episode 160. Minor Mistake

When you handle content from A to Z yourself, there are fewer unexpected issues that arise.

We removed all the things that the members were likely to make mistakes in advance, and we avoided material similar to content that had not received good responses in the past. We had them practice self-discipline and attitude correction in advance, so there was no need to be nervous about the actual broadcast.

On the other hand, filming content that was arranged by others felt like riding a roller coaster in the dark. My mouth was parched because I didn’t know what would come out.

‘That’s why I asked you to show me the plan in advance!’

My anger is boiling. Are you watching, UA? This is the result of you neglecting your workers in the name of welfare.

Because of all of you guys being so overprotective, I’m really anxious right now.

The silver lining is that the content is overall light. It seems to be for fans who are tired from the series of incidents and accidents.

Time passed quickly as we chatted about topics such as the best stage of the royal family chosen by Spark, the spoon set incident with prisoners, and boasting about the ‘My. Family. Best’ handmade slogan.

“The sparklers are asking if we’re going to watch soccer today?”

Kang Ki-yeon read the chat. The chat window was really filled with soccer talk. Idol live is amazing. I can’t keep up with the flow.

“Of course I should see it! In that sense, Seongbin hyung, please give me some time to sleep today.”

“Then the rules are useless, Cheong-hyeon.”

“So you’re saying you’re not watching it? It’s a Korea-Japan match?”

“There are exceptions when there is a national issue.”

And you guys are amazing too. You pass the material very naturally.

Compared to the past when I would freeze like a stone whenever someone spoke of it, this is a huge step forward. I don’t know why they’re saying they want to watch an old game instead of a regular game at this point in time.

“What about your brothers?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon turned around and asked. What was surprising was that even Choi Je-ho said okay.

Did these kids really like soccer this much? Enough to watch games as a group?

I’ve watched a few big games, but this is the first time I’ve seen the Spark guys do something like this.

‘Well, the Korea-Japan match at this time was amazing.’

Along with the national sentiment that we must win the Korea-Japan match even if we lose all other matches, the scene of our country, which was considered a weak team, making a dramatic comeback made endorphins flow through my body even though I was exhausted after work.

I was lost in my memories when Lee Cheong-hyeon grabbed me by the hair and dragged me back to reality.

“You’re going to see Lee Wol-i too, right? Let’s all gather in the living room today. It’s about gathering souls.”

“I already saw it… … . Okay, then.”

Anyway, I won’t be able to work, and I won’t be able to sleep because I’ll be sleeping a lot.

Since a masterpiece never gets old no matter how many times you watch it, it wasn’t boring to watch it once or twice.

I answered willingly, but the response I got was very strange.

“You already saw it?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon asked back with a subtle expression.

“huh.”

“The Korea-Japan match at the Asian Games?”

“Aren’t you confusing it with another game?”

Even Kang Ki-yeon joined in and started tugging at my words.

From the corner, Park Joo-woo could be heard whispering in a small voice, ‘Hyung, head… ‘

A silence flowed as if cold water had been poured over it.

‘Was I talking about a different game with them?’

If things continued like this, the live atmosphere would be completely ruined, so we hurriedly started checking.

“Aren’t you talking about the Korea-Japan War in 20XX?”

“Yes.”

“We won 3:2 and there was even an article about it. Didn’t you watch it live then? Maybe you didn’t see it because it was early in the morning.”

After saying this, I quickly checked the chat room.

I just hoped that there would be no more words like ‘Gapbun-ssa’ or ‘Kim I-wol, focus’, but the chat window was filled with other things.

≫ ?

≫ ?

≫ What did you mistake for Lee Wol-ah?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

≫ ??

≫ Did Japan and Korea already have a match without us?

Spark and I looked at each other in silence.

Suddenly, I came to my senses.

“Now is… … .”

Words that I hadn’t finished blurted out without me knowing.

Park Joo-woo, who had barely heard that, whispered in a moist voice.

“It’s 20XX, bro.”

It’s done.

I was so focused on organizing the flow of the conversation that I completely forgot to control my mouth. F**k, modern humans who can’t even multitask.

This was a time when South Korean soccer’s offensive power was being evaluated as weak.

At a time when no one could easily say, ‘Of course Korea should win!’, my bold statement ended up drawing widespread aggro.

≫ ????

≫ If we really win 3:2, it would be a jackpot.

≫ Could it be that my idol is a regressive idol???

≫ Human fortune telling octopus

≫ Ah, our country will win. Iwol said he won.

In the chat window that was quickly moving up, the words ‘My idol is a regression idol?’ were clearly visible, written in 44 point font.

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[SYSTEM] ‘Breach of confidentiality’ is notified to ‘.’

▷ Any direct information related to matters outside of Spark’s successful operations and future time periods is considered confidential and requires security.

▷ ‘乙’ is responsible for keeping the above matters confidential… … .

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Don’t repeat the explanation I gave you before! I didn’t do it on purpose!

In the first place, how can anyone remember every single thing that happened in every year they lived? I even rolled back 9 years! It can be confusing!

As I was pondering how to handle this, my eyes met with Jeong Seong-bin’s, who was sitting on the steps. Jeong Seong-bin’s pupils shook.

But the guy was calm.

“That’s it? The Seodongyo technique.”

Even though he was a little nervous, Jeong Seong-bin did his best to appear calm.

“What is that… … ?”

“It’s talking about something that hasn’t happened yet as if it had happened. Many people write it with the hope that it will actually happen if they keep talking about it.”

I nodded desperately and agreed with Jeong Seong-bin. He seems like a special guy. It seems like the nonsense I told him about seeing the future in advance was paying off here.

“That’s right. I hope our country wins, right?”

“What? If that’s the case, then let’s say it’s 8:2!”

Then, Lee Cheong-hyeon took the lead and spread flyers saying that South Korea would win 19:1.

Just as the chat window was about to end naturally with a bang, the system made a flashy appearance.

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[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.

▶ This company outing was ruined because of Manager Kim.

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no way.

You’re not trying to make South Korea lose because of me, are you?

And you don’t think I can survive as a K-idol in this country?

The system seemed to be laughing at the letters. My mind went blank.

In the end, I saved our country’s miraculous equalizer and comeback win by pouring a lot of blood after the penalty shoot-out.

Thanks to Jeong Seong-bin, who was suggesting that I get an MRI, and begging him to believe me, saying, “This is… … like a new disease,” I was able to avoid going to the hospital again.

That night, the phrase ‘keep your mouth shut and live’ was added 50 times in my diary.

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Starting with Jeong Seong-bin’s appearance on ‘My. Family. Best’, the Spark members went to film the entertainment programs they were assigned to one by one.

Choi Je-ho, who has been filming only mukbangs since the Awang Royal Baekjungnori Festival…

“Wow, Mr. Jeho really eats well.”

“Can I maintain my weight by eating like this?”

“I don’t usually eat like this. The members and PT teacher control my diet.”

… … He appeared on a food tour program and showed off his blissful side by eating 4 servings of shabu-shabu by himself, making kalguksu noodles, and even scraping the scorched rice off of fried rice.

What’s more, the sight of them standing in front of a tub of ice cream one after another with the children made the panel burst into laughter.

“Jeho looks like he’s full of charisma, but he acts like my eldest son.”

“Is that so?”

“Uh. Be honest. Mr. Jeho, are you still free?”

“……yes.”

Because he looked so good, people around him ordered him to do all sorts of things.

Did he let loose because no one was nagging him? Somehow, after coming back from filming, he climbed the stairs to heaven like crazy.

Still, Choi Je-ho was cute.

Our completely unexpected and gentle cat came and broke the whole shack.

Kang Ki-yeon had to go through all kinds of hardships in a program that found out how much patience a human can have under extreme conditions.

Eating spicy jjambbong, which every YouTuber has tried at least once, was a cute thing.

A cup of gosamcha to cleanse the palate was waiting for Kang Ki-yeon.

『Ugh… … . No, shouldn’t we give people something they can eat?』

“It’s good for your health. Just hold on and eat it.”

“You can say that because you don’t drink, sister!”

While the panelists were chattering away in all directions, Kang Ki-yeon only furrowed his brow slightly and delivered a clean one-shot that left no room for objection.

『… …Can I eat some Korean sweets?』

“Eat, eat quickly!”

『Okay, only Giyeon succeeds in the mission to drink gosamcha!』

After that, Kang Ki-yeon successfully overcame the acupressure board jump rope and wet sauna to become the 21st endurance king.

I didn’t even do any research before the program because they told me not to do anything, but I didn’t expect it to be such an extremely evil broadcast. I sent the youngest for nothing.

“The next schedule is the Jakon shoot, right?”

“Yes. It’s a rare group schedule.”

Jeong Seong-bin checked the notebook. Park Joo-woo smiled broadly at the mention of the group schedule, as if he was not tired of looking at it every day at the dorm.

“Did anyone hear what I was doing today? No one told me.”

Everyone shook their heads at my question.

“We didn’t hear it either.”

“You’re not just going to hit me without me?”

“Really. That’s why it’s not on our shared calendar either.”

Let’s check. As Lee Cheong-hyeon said, the calendar’s schedule was empty.

“If it’s this mysterious, then it’s definitely ‘Do.Life.’”

“Does anyone know what ‘Do.Life’ has been up to lately?”

“There was a special feature on Simmani. I checked it.”

At my words, Kang Ki-yeon wiped his face. He seemed quite despairing at the still-high difficulty level.

There was some good news though.

“Isn’t it our turn for this ‘Do.Life’? I heard there’s a spoiler for actress Mae-hee!”

“thank god……!”

“Then I guess today is the photo shoot for Jakon. So what’s the item?”

“Anything that isn’t ‘Do.Salim’ is fine.”

Before leaving the accommodation with heavy hearts, we each sucked on a red ginseng stick.

But after 30 minutes of travel, we arrived at a place that was neither a steep mountain nor a cafe in a busy area.

“hello nice to meet you!”

A professional woman who greets you with a bright smile and high tone.

And the rainbow sign you see behind it.

‘Flora Daycare’.

Yes, that’s right.

Our workplace today was a daycare center full of dreams and hopes.