Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 188



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Episode 188. Office Opening: Part 2 (1)

“I’m back.”

As I returned from a group photoshoot before the drama aired, the guys in the living room came running over to me.

“Come on! Give me the bag!”

“Are you okay?”

Jeong Seong-bin asked.

“Yeah, not really.”

We’re going to have our fortunes read as a group, in keeping with the concept of a foresight to see the stock market in advance. I’ve never had my fortune read before, so I’m looking forward to it.

Although I’ve been called ‘an idol braver than a fortune-telling octopus’ and ‘Brother Lee Wol, please contact me one more time’ in the soccer community, I don’t think I’ll get scolded by a fortune teller for mentioning the ancestral gods to the members a few times.

“But why are you all gathered in the living room?”

“The second part of our dorm’s Jakon is coming up today. We were preparing to watch it together.”

Because I kept nagging that the sooner the content was exposed the better, I decided to upload the video 3 days earlier than usual.

I remember that. I… … .

“Don’t you each have something to do?”

As far as I know, this isn’t the time for you guys to be this idle.

Choi Je-ho and Kang Ki-yeon had to finish the choreography for the new song.

Park Joo-woo had to prepare to shoot a cover song while the cool time came, and Lee Cheong-hyun had to start arranging the included songs.

Needless to say, college entrance exam taker Jeong Seong-bin is busy.

But you guys dare to do something like watch MeTube as a group?

I wasn’t going to sit still and let these guys worry. I had to get rid of the shared laptop passwords right now and fix the group’s complacency…

“The schedule is going well. Don’t worry, we’re adjusting it so that there won’t be any flat tires.”

“uh?”

Jeong Seong-bin laughed.

“Really. I was looking at the shared timetable and there wasn’t a single delay.”

“Did you guys make the time table?”

Are you guys who don’t have any OA qualifications running a home business? Except for one, they’re all weak high school students who have nothing but strength? Should I go to UA again and cause trouble?

As I was about to lay down at any moment and put my shoes back on, Jeong Seong-bin grabbed my arm.

“No! We suggested that we should have something like this, and the dedicated team created it. They even input everything for us.”

“Before, my brother told me not to decentralize the platform, so we just added pages to the dotion we were using.”

Lee Cheong-hyeon added.

Work well, communicate well with the company, and don’t cause accidents.

‘At this point, you won’t disband even without me, right?’

This time, I wonder if I can see Spark’s 7th anniversary celebration live. If it’s touching, it’s touching in its own way.

But if the group is doing well, it’s doing well, and I have to get what I deserve.

“So, what about the shared laptop password? Isn’t it time you told me?”

The guys exchanged glances at my words. The final decision went to the leader, Jeong Seong-bin.

Jeong Seong-bin said with a half-relieved smile, as if he had no other choice.

“It’s 000000. Six zeros.”

“It was that easy?”

“Honestly, I thought you’d press it at least once. You really didn’t hit it?”

My pride was hurt by Lee Cheong-hyeon’s words.

Kim Il-wol is dead. Even though I look like this, I’m the one who unlocked the PC password that the former employee had locked.

“I tried debut date and other things, but it didn’t work. Why 000000? It’s too vulnerable to security.”

“Anyway, we don’t really take our shared laptops out. If it’s difficult, Jeho hyung should stick a post-it note under the laptop so that he doesn’t forget.”

“Are you guys going to insult me ​​openly now?”

Choi Je-ho’s voice was heard in the room. He’s like Somers. He listens to my stories like a ghost.

“But the spark is 6-1=0. That means there are six zeros!”

Lee Cheong-hyeon shouted brightly.

It’s 6-1. It’s not 5-1 or 5+1.

I thought the five of us would do well. I guess you guys haven’t made up your minds yet.

“… … Brother, why are you like that?”

Park Joo-woo asked cautiously. His gaze was directed at my face.

“Uh, it’s just… … . I’m bad at math.”

I’m particularly bad at subtraction.

Especially in human relationships.

I didn’t know who to cut or how to fill the spot that would open up if someone left.

So I’d like 6-1 to be 5. No need to add anything.

* * *

The timetable that Dosun created was neat and nice to look at. The members didn’t have to check it, and the manager checked it all at once.

‘At this point, we need to hire a manager.’

As I go out to film, Manager Chanyoung’s burden has increased. As Spark’s activities increase, it will become difficult for one manager to cover everything.

If it’s a job posting, I’m also incredibly good at writing, but I’ve decided to cut down on company work unless it’s necessary. Let’s leave this aside for now.

At that very moment, news reached the public domain.

≫ @spArk_official

Are you going already?

While you’re here, why not eat dinner and go?

Let’s play together a little longer.

We’ll show you lots of fun stuff.

[Spark] 2X10XX Come play at our place ep.2

“The video will be up soon.”

“It’s true. Brother Jeho, come out! Let’s see!”

Lee Cheong-hyeon called Choi Je-ho in a noisy manner.

Choi Je-ho crawled out of the room again.

… … I still find him a bit awkward.

Whether I was uncomfortable or not, Choi Je-ho pushed up his glasses with an indifferent expression and sat down at the end of the sofa where he always sat.

I sat on the floor at the diagonal end furthest from Choi Je-ho. Park Joo-woo, who had his reserved seat taken away, wandered around and settled into my usual seat.

“How far did you get last time?”

“We’re giving a room tour.”

“It’s literally half gone.”

As Kang Ki-yeon pointed out, after Spark’s Jakon opening video, a short video titled ‘Summary of the last video’ was shown showing them eating breakfast, exercising, and exploring the room.

“What did we do after that…?”

Choi Je-ho muttered to himself in a voice that said he couldn’t remember.

Here, Kang Ki-yeon answered as if he had been liberated.

“I did a lot of weird things.”

“we?”

There’s no way that the quiet, cool-looking idol Spark would do something like that. Did he make a mistake?

The screen showed 2 p.m. Six loads of laundry were piled up in the living room. They had already taken all the clothes off the drying rack to dry a new load.

The sparks in the monitor began to sit down and fold the laundry, just like the laundry people in the folk painting.

『Lee Wol: Shouldn’t we throw away this early morning soccer club towel? Who brought this?』

『Giyeon: This is Chanyoung hyung (*Spark Manager)』

『Lee Wol: Let’s talk to the manager and throw it away. At this point, it’s morally right to let him go.』

Below my face looking at the towel that was as dry as tree bark, a caption appeared that said, ‘The kind idol Lee Wol who even thinks about the feelings of the towel.’

A few guys couldn’t hold back their laughter and burst out laughing. I guess they found my beautifying of my heart quite amusing.

『Cheong-Hyeon: I’ve been getting animal socks for a while now. Whose socks are these?』

『Juu: Sorry, it’s mine… … .』

『Cheong-Hyeon: I’m not criticizing your taste! I just think you’re too cute to be in our dorm. I think cute is enough as cutie pretty visual Lee Cheong-Hyeon.』

I was caught on screen once again. Below me with a cold expression, a new subtitle appeared saying ‘Ewol (21 years old/member saved as cute pretty visual)’.

“Is this a special feature of mine that only I didn’t know about?”

“No way. My brother’s performance was just too outstanding.”

“You’re standing out? I haven’t done anything, but I keep getting featured.”

How can this be so unfair? My heart feels heavy and I am so angry.

『Cheong-Hyeon: You can tell just by looking at the size of Je-Ho’s clothes. What size do you wear?』

『Title: Me? About 100.』

『Giyeon: 100? I don’t think so. Isn’t Lee Cheong-hyeon wearing 100?』

『Seongbin: I heard what my stylist said. She said she wears size 110 to 115.』

『Giyeon: When on earth is 100 the enemy story?』

『Ju-woo: Isn’t that a story from when I was in high school…?』

『Lee Wol: Don’t go shopping for clothes alone.』

There was another issue besides the size issue with Choi Je-ho’s shirt. A scene was broadcast where a black T-shirt and a towel were put in the washing machine together, causing a lot of dust to fly around.

『Transfer: Does anyone know where Dol Dol (*tape cleaner) is?』

『Juu: I know… …! Wait a minute!』

I didn’t expect them to give me a formal name like that. I felt a little more embarrassed. I guess this is my special feature on humiliation.

Only after all the laundry was done did the Sparks begin to disperse one by one to their own spaces.

The first one to enter the room was Choi Je-ho. He was wearing earphones and watching a b-boying video, just like he usually does.

At around the same time, Kang Ki-yeon sat down in front of the comic book shelf and took a moment to think. Then, as if he had made a firm decision, he picked a book and headed to bed.

“Giyeon, I told you not to squat.”

“Habitually… … . But I’ve cut down a lot these days.”

“Let’s do it. Think of your legs as Spark’s legs.”

While Kang Ki-yeon on the screen stretched out Spark’s two legs and focused on reading a comic book, Park Joo-woo went out to the veranda with a pillow and dusted it off.

Then he returned with a satisfied expression, started tidying up the bedding, stared at Kang Ki-yeon, and asked.

『Ju-woo: … … Ki-yeon, should I dust off your pillow?』

『Giyeon: Yes? No, I’ll take care of mine.』

『Ju-woo: I’m going to rip it off while I’m at it. You were reading a book… …!』

Then, Park Joo-woo went out to the veranda, holding Kang Ki-yeon’s pillow in his left hand and Jeong Seong-bin’s pillow in his right, and dusted them off with incredible force. It was hard to tell whether he wanted to dust them off or burst the pillows.

“… … Did you guys do something wrong to Park Joo-woo?”

Jeong Seong-bin and Kang Ki-yeon couldn’t readily answer Choi Je-ho’s question. It was because they saw a pillow that looked like it might burst at any moment.

Fortunately, Park Joo-woo actively explained that he had no ill feelings toward his roommates.

Jeong Seong-bin organized his schedule at the dining table, and Lee Cheong-hyeon worked on a song.

And I… … .

『Lee Wol: Bathroom… … I have to clean the bathroom.』

『Cheong-Hyeon: Hyung, just leave it. I’ll do it later!』

『Yiwol: Then give me something to do!』

… … I had nothing to do, so I wandered around aimlessly.

Subtitles appeared again under my vain face.

『Lee Wol (21 years old/recovering hard)』

Now even UA is pressuring me not to work there, and in such an embarrassing way.

I was so embarrassed that I could die, but the fans liked it and said it was real.

≫ It’s just our house, except for the amount of laundry.

The sight of the whole family gathered together to do laundry is so familiar.

└ @@: Mom, these socks don’t match. What should I do?

└ @: Take it out separately. It will come out when you wash it next time~

└ Hahahahahahahahahahaha and it really comes out

└ You know, you have to sweep away all the dust with a rolling pin every once in a while, right?

└ Oh, mom, tell me to buy my arms

≫ Choi Je-ho’s top is 115???????

└ Spark’s tallest member, Choi Je-ho, is 115cm tall?????

└ Spark’s tallest center emperor Choi Je-ho’s upper body is 115cm??????

└ Spark’s tallest center emperor’s meeting with the emperor, a giant troublemaker, the emperor’s top is 115??????????

≫ What the heck, you even know each other’s top sizes?

Sometimes I wonder how far your friendship goes

≫ Park Joo-woo looks like a silent gunman in the snowy field, and his strong arms make people feel strange. But the only thing that makes you see him is when he shakes his pillow.

└ The three major blood vessels in Joo Woo: On the neck when singing + On the temples and forehead when hot + On the forearms when shaking the pillow [NEW!]

≫ Why does Lee Wol get so anxious when he has no work to do?

If you don’t have work, take a rest, Iwol…

└ Our child is becoming a workaholic… … UA, wake up

I guess this reaction came about because the spark didn’t really show its raw form.

But this one was even fresher. Even fresher than freshly caught sashimi.

『Cheong-Hyeon: Hyung, I’m trying to fill my soul right now, so play some air bass.』

『Transfer: Need a mouthpiece?』

『Cheong-Hyeon: Of course.』

Spark’s musical play time was captured in its entirety in a video that made you wonder why it wasn’t edited out.

Manager Kim hates idols