Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 184



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Episode 184

– Office Opening: Part 1 (2)

Title: Where should I start looking?

Kiyeon: Let’s start with us, okay?

Kang Ki-yeon opened the door. The room he had seen at the time of waking up appeared again.

Even the bedding on the bed was unique. Park Joo-woo, who used the second floor alone, had a completely white bed. A white and somewhat insignificant ghost doll, as if it had been pulled from a machine, was neatly placed next to the pillow.

Seongbin: Joo-woo originally put a glow-in-the-dark star on the ceiling.

Joo Woo: That’s right. When I debuted and cleaned up my seat, I took it all out…

Kiyeon: Was that so? Why didn’t I see it?

Joo Woo: I guess it was because I only put one or two on.

Park Joo-woo, who lies in bed and wiggles while attaching luminous stars to the ceiling. Who knew my little one, who tears the ceiling of the music room with his high-pitched voice, had such a cute side.

I wanted to send a link to the ‘Milky Way mood lighting (indirect lighting) / cost-effective item for a housewarming gift’ that is in the top 10 of gift rankings for Park Joo-woo right away.

Seongbin: And the bed under Joo-woo is my place.

Jeong Seong-bin guided the camera to a spot where a cozy blanket stood out.

It was an ordinary blanket that you would see in any other home, but when you imagine Jeong Seong-bin sleeping under it, even the brown-toned blanket seemed to have a strong autumn feel.

Title: What do you have more than Park Joo-woo?

As Choi Je-ho said, there were a lot of small things in Jeong Seong-bin’s bed. It was fortunate that Jeong Seong-bin’s face was as big as a fist, otherwise Jeong Seong-bin would have had to sleep with his head up because there was no place to put his face.

Seongbin: I often use a pad when reading the news, and I also brought a neck compress in case the daily temperature difference is large like these days.

There was also a humidifier on the shelf by the bedside. In the corner of the screen, Kim Yi-wol was looking at Jeong Seong-bin with a pleased expression.

Chipmunk @QKsA_39kd

Spark Kim Yi-wol was born?

Rabbit???? @V_12nnvka2

Hahahahahahaha why are you looking at me so kindly?

Jody @BoooUa_SD5

I want to say that she is a queen who gave birth to a daughter, but I can’t use that metaphor because there are five princes with broad shoulders in the dormitory.

Above all, Kim Yi-wol is not the face of the queen, but the face of someone who survived the fiercest palace struggles.

Ribbon???? @sghi4483_ww

Yiwol’s role is to drop the children off the cliff and watch who will climb up first.

Gown @fkvmd3w589

You’re not just dropping them, you’re also making them compete? Lol.

???????????? @Ghduwd7346

Guys, don’t say anything with that face like that

Although our Lee Wol-i is sharper than Director Yu-ae,

When the dark circles were severe, the babies wouldn’t even come near Iwol.

Joo-woo said that he couldn’t even eat properly the first day he met Yi-wol.

Our Lee Wol is the best idol with a lovely smiling face

Rabbit???? @V_12nnvka2

You’re the one who’s saying the most

SNS was also in chaos. Everyone’s thoughts were the same.

Kang Ki-yeon’s bed was neat and tidy. From the comforter to the pillow covers, there was nothing that wasn’t sharp. Even the dark blue bedding set seemed to show Kang Ki-yeon’s personality.

One unique thing was that there was an arrogant slogan posted next to Kang Ki-yeon’s bed. There were various types of slogans, perhaps they were given to him by fans.

‘You don’t look like that, but you take everything the fans give you… … If you keep doing this, Kang Ki-yeon, you’ll only be a first-tier idol… … .’

Baek Hae-won cried with her heart. She felt like ordering 100 copies of the Kang Ki-yeon slogan and sending them to the UA building right away.

There was another peculiar thing. There was a small bookshelf next to Kang Ki-yeon’s bed.

Inside, it was filled with colorful comic books.

Seongbin: Kiyeon, can I take a picture here? The comic books.

Kiyeon: Yes, it’s okay.

Cheong-Hyeon: Why didn’t you bring that? “Kingdom Cafeteria~Another~”. That’s my favorite.

Kiyeon: Because there is no space. I want to put in one more bookshelf.

Kang Ki-yeon was truly sorry. It was just like Baek Hae-won lamenting that he had no place to put his album.

Yiwol: What’s the general atmosphere like in this room at night?

Kiyeon: We… we do talk a lot sometimes, but we’re usually quiet, right?

Seongbin: Because Joo-woo goes to bed early.

Joo Woo: … … You’ve been holding back on talking to me all this time?

Jeong Seong-bin and Kang Ki-yeon tried hard to comfort Park Joo-woo, who seemed genuinely shocked.

Joo Woo: If you have something to talk about next time, don’t worry and just talk…

Park Joo-woo hugged his affectionate(?) roommates tightly. Kim Yi-wol was still watching the members from afar with a happy expression. Now, it occurred to him that Yi-wol might be a graphic.

***

Next was Yiwol’s room. The layout was the same, with one bunk bed and one regular bed, but perhaps because of the difference in room size, only this room had a large closet.

Kiyeon: I don’t really care about anything else, but I’m jealous of the closet you have.

Cheong-Hyeon: Then you use this too. There’s an empty space below.

Kiyeon: Why do I have to come all the way to this room to take out my clothes… … .

The camera passed by Kang Ki-yeon, who was looking dumbfounded, and turned to the first-floor bed.

Title: Uh… … This is my seat.

Cheong-Hyeon: Why don’t any of the bedding pieces match?

Title: It just happened that way as I lived.

The gray blanket, black pillow, and mint-colored pillow were all preserved in the same condition as when I first woke up. Our Jeho is the type to live as he was born.

Yiwol: You change the charger.

Title: Why?

Yiwol: Look at the charger’s neck. Isn’t it pitiful?

Kim Yi-wol, who was looking around, grabbed the end of Choi Je-ho’s charger and shook it. The dangling ball was pitiful.

Title: I think there was insulating tape in Kang Ki-yeon’s room.

Transfer: Don’t leave the peeled-off coating alone. Just replace it.

And yet, Kim Yi-wol continued to nag him thirty more times. Choi Je-ho showed his mastery of barely listening. Lee Cheong-hyeon seemed familiar with this whole situation.

Kiyeon: Is this room originally this prone to friction?

Cheong-Hyeon: Basically, we respect individual freedom, but if cleanliness, safety, and the duties of an idol are not maintained, we tend to crack down on them.

Title: This is my glasses case.

Yiwol: Is that all you have to show me?

Title: … … The receipt I received for buying an ionic drink yesterday?

Yiwol: Just throw that away.

As if he came empty-handed and would leave empty-handed, Choi Je-ho’s seat was empty. Kim Yi-wol touched his forehead. He must have been deeply impressed by the lifestyle of someone his age.

Next up was Kim Yi-wol’s bed. Here and there, members were sticking their heads out and leaning forward.

Joo Woo: I’m curious about your seat, hyung.

Kiyeon: Oh, me too.

Yiwol: Is there anything you’re curious about?

Cheong-Hyeon: That’s right. ‘Does this guy really just sleep in bed?’

Kiyeon: To be exact, it’s ‘Are you sleeping?’

Kim Yi-wol’s bedding was in a gray tone, just like the model house had decided on.

A black leather-covered diary sat next to the pillow, and on top of the diary were two bundles of palm-sized Post-it notes.

Joo Woo: … … Why did you put the post-it note there?

Yiwol: I wrote it down so that it would be easier to write it down when I lay down to sleep and something came to mind.

Cheong-Hyeon: That’s why you can’t go to sleep early.

Lee Cheong-hyeon gave Kim I-wol a thorough rebuke.

There was also a large suitcase placed between the two beds.

Seongbin: Is that your carrier too, hyung? The one you brought when you first came here.

Yiwol: Oh, yeah.

Cheong-Hyeon: By the way, hyung, what’s in your carrier?

Kim Iwol looked at Lee Cheong-hyeon’s question with an expression that said, “Why are you asking such things?”

Cheong-Hyeon: No, I put most of my luggage in the closet or drawers. I thought it would be nice if I took out the carrier and there was more space.

Yiwol: I put all my money in, why?

Title: When are you saying that you should avoid being caught up in tax evasion suspicions by secretly cashing out your assets?

Yiwol: If I don’t open my bag because of you, I’ll end up like an idol who evades taxes.

Then Kim Yi-wol pulled out his carrier. The bag felt light, as if there weren’t many things inside.

When I opened the carrier, I saw a few clothes, an envelope of documents, and an old-fashioned cell phone.

Lee Wol: This is the cell phone I used until I was in high school.

Kim Yi-wol brought the cell phone, once rumored to be a brick phone, close to the camera lens.

Jagadeen @vbkasi2123

If you want to get into S University, you have to use a phone like that. I’m watching your videos on my smartphone right now.

While looking at the post on SNS, Baek Hae-won slowly looked at the video, then her phone, then the post on SNS. She tried to calmly let go of the rising guilt.

Transfer: This is my personal document… … This is the initial plan for Spark’s debut.

Cheong-Hyeon: Did you put all this away?

Transfer: It’s a habit.

Inside the opened file were stacks of papers, each divided into indexes. When Kim Yi-wol grabbed a page and turned it, the documents turned over with a rustling sound.

I think I saw something like ‘Winter Boy Absolutely Against’ written in bright red letters on the page that passed by in an instant. I thought I should stop and watch that scene again later.

Jeong Seong-bin, who was loitering behind Kim I-wol, who was putting away his carrier one by one, said.

Seongbin: Is it because you came in last? Your luggage is really light.

Kiyeon: That’s true, when you first came here, you didn’t bring much luggage.

Cheong-Hyeon: Seriously, you only brought this one carrier.

Yiwol: That’s because I’m a minimalist.

Kim Yi-wol answered with a sly smile. That smile just now is also a subject for screenshots. I will definitely take a high-quality screenshot.

Meanwhile, above the running minimalist, there was the maximalist.

Title: Are you sleeping here?

Cheong-Hyeon: Do you sleep well every day?

There were a lot of unfamiliar machines on the nightstand, including a laptop, a charger, a pad, and a whiteboard.

The names of the devices were helpfully listed as subtitles. They are said to be equipment needed for sound production.

Yiwol: Are you wiping the dust well?

Cheong-hyeon: Of course. I sweep and clean so much that dust and snow fall on our Lee Wol-hyung’s seat.

In addition, books, workbooks, and notebooks could be seen scattered all over the blanket.

There was even a notebook with a torn cover, as if it had been slept on.

Joo Woo: Cheong Hyeon… … .

Cheong-Hyeon: That’s right… Stop waiting for inspiration to strike!

Seongbin: When you sleep, you should sleep well. You don’t have to be like Lee Wol-hyung in this regard.

Yiwol: Seongbin?

Kim Yi-wol looked at his younger brother with a strange expression.

But Jeong Seong-bin didn’t care. In that way, he felt a certain… strength from the leader.

And the screen returned to the wall clock again.

Current time 2:00 PM

Spark’s half day is coming to an end like this… …

‘It’s still… … 2 o’clock… … ?’

Spark accommodation life is as fulfilling as Spark muscles!

Baek Hae-won was moved to tears. And then, saying that he had to quickly take a screenshot before the second part came out, he opened up a capture program.

Manager Kim hates idols