Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 774



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Episode 774

“Araya, stop it. You just woke up. You must have been dreaming. You said that in your sleep.”

“I bet you like hearing me call you oppa. No, it’s ridiculous when you think about it. When I told you I’d call you oppa, you said no. Is that discrimination?”

“You know that’s not true.”

“I don’t know. You have to tell me yourself.”

Miyoko’s sense of reality gradually returned to her during the argument between Seongpil and Joara.

Miyoko slowly raised her upper body. The members tried to support her, but Miyoko refused.

“Uh… … What happened? Why am I here?”

“Sister!”

One of them hugged Miyoko tightly.

“We won… … !”

“……ah.”

Miyoko’s memory returned a little. She had been dancing mindlessly over and over again.

Miyoko hugged Hana gently.

“You did it, Hana.”

“Yeah! I did it… … !”

Miyoko looked over one shoulder at the surrounding scenery. It was obvious to anyone that it was a hospital, and she was lying in bed, so the conclusion was clear.

“But I fell down. It’s embarrassing.”

“I’m exhausted.”

It was Shin A-reum’s voice.

She was standing next to Seongpil. The distance was strangely close.

“You didn’t drink water, didn’t rest, and moved much more vigorously than usual, so you didn’t collapse and vomit? You didn’t eat anything before the broadcast because you were afraid of looking fat, right?”

“… …You came to visit me.”

“Well, just a little.”

“Ara is a very affectionate person.”

As Sungpil carefully and gently stroked the back of her head, Shin Areum clicked her tongue slightly. She didn’t deny it. Or maybe she didn’t want to deny it because it was Sungpil’s words.

“then.”

Miyoko took a sip of water with some help.

“Can we receive training from mentors?”

“Well, I guess it would be better to explain it in advance.”

“Can I ask you a favor… … .”

Miyoko unconsciously tried to call Seongpil ‘oppa’. However, she gave up right away after seeing Jo Ara and Shin A-reum’s expressions.

“Producer?”

“You changed your address because you were watching us, right? Are you going to call me oppa again when you’re with me?”

Joa was very sensitive to the title of oppa.

‘All the members were like that.’

The Girls’ League did not look kindly on Miyoko. They saw her as someone who was trying to get a profit by tailing Seongpil.

I think you said it was your first time seeing someone like that.

‘Have you ever seen someone act like a fox?’

There are people who are unusually kind only to the opposite sex. People who cause the opposite sex to have illusions.

It’s a behavior that’s perfect for being looked down on by the same sex, but it has its own benefits.

A person’s character is made up of the best choices they make as they go through life.

For example, hikikomori prevents the possible hurts they might suffer in interpersonal relationships by giving up contact with other people. They judge that they will be less hurt if they do not meet people at all.

Miyoko, on the other hand, must have benefited greatly from being gentle with the opposite sex.

That choice and its consequences created Miyoko’s present.

‘It’s not okay to be like that because of your personality.’

Miyoko is still young so she doesn’t know, but it’s a habit that will definitely come back to bite her later.

Seongpil had already mentioned the title issue to Miyoko, but since Joara was on the verge of getting angry, he decided to bring it up again.

“Yes, Miyoshi-san. I told you before that it would be strange for someone my age to be called ‘Oppa.’ If you don’t like formal titles, you could just call me ‘Mister.’”

“That’s right, he’s an old man. You crossed the line.”

“… … Araya, stop it.”

“why?”

“Yes, then. Should I do that, sir?”

Miyoko smiled faintly.

Joara’s expression distorted when she heard that.

The same goes for the BugBug members.

Calling someone ‘Oppa’ (Korean: 오빠) is a loanword that has become quite common in Japan as K-pop fandom culture has spread. It can even feel like a bit of a joke.

This is why the Girls’ League members were sensitive to Miyoko calling him “big brother,” but Bugbug did not.

Anyway, both Joara and Bugbug reacted negatively to Miyoko calling them ‘uncle’, but for different reasons.

Bugbug, who is Japanese, thought it was rude for Miyoko to call Seongpil “uncle.”

Jo Ara, a Korean, felt uncomfortable with the title of uncle because it felt like she was flirting with an older man. Jo Ara herself said she called him that to tease him, but Miyoko wasn’t playful at all.

“No, call me Producer.”

“Didn’t you give permission?”

Even while speaking to Joara, Miyoko’s eyes were fixed only on Seongpil. Her smile was filled with genuine affection that was hard to doubt.

Seongpil swallowed a sigh.

‘I was moved when I saw the dance battle with Areum.’

I couldn’t help but applaud his tenacity. But as soon as he got up, I saw him trying to seduce Seongpil, and the respect I had felt back then began to melt away little by little.

‘Because that’s how I got through life.’

It’s probably already become a habit and cannot be reversed.

This could be a problem if left alone. I’ll have to slowly explain it to Tyler later. But first, I need to explain the training.

“In the current situation, there are two types of training that you, Bugbugs, can receive. Vocal and dance. Which one would you like to choose? The moment will come when you can officially choose, but I’m asking for now.”

Miyoko shared her thoughts with the Bugbug members through eye contact. Everyone’s answer was the same.

“Dance.”

The dance battle with Shin Areum left Bugbug with a deep sense of defeat and inferiority.

The overwhelming gap was enough to make Bugbug despair. That’s why he wanted to learn how to dance first.

“You have to choose a mentor. Is there a member you like?”

“Who dances best?”

“I know.”

“Team Leader, can you think about it for a moment and then answer? I might be better.”

“What the hell is this?”

“Araya, vulgar language… … .”

When Sungpil pointed it out, Jo Ara realized her mistake belatedly.

However, only Sungpil and Shin Areum could tell that Joara had made a mistake. This was because she said ‘Fucking Ni-eun’ in Korean.

That’s a relief.

Miyoko blinked at the sudden interruption in the conversation.

When there were no other signs, she continued her story.

“Then, can I ask Mentor Ara?”

Jo Ara looked at Seongpil. When Seongpil nodded to her, Jo Ara said.

“As much as you want.”

“Araya, start using formal language. This isn’t a variety show, so you don’t have to use gangster-like language.”

“It’s more comfortable this way now.”

“Just be polite to me.”

Perhaps the hostility he harbors toward Miyoko is expressed in his speech.

Now that I’ve expressed it this way, Miyoko will probably understand Joara’s feelings. Seongpil looked at Miyoko, and she was still smiling at him.

‘No, this won’t work with just teasing.’

This could cause real problems.

I’ll have to talk to the BugBug representative separately later.

Anyway, Seongpil came here not only to visit Miyoko in the hospital.

“everyone.”

When Sungpil called, all the members of Bugbug took the right posture. They were already nervous just by Sungpil being around, but when they were chosen as the target of the conversation, their tension reached its peak.

“How was the shoot today?”

Everyone just looked at each other.

Wakana, who was a cheerful and cheerful person, scratched her cheek.

“Oh, it was fun… …?”

“Was it fun?”

When Seongpil smiled gently, Wakana’s face turned pale and she bowed.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“No, I’m not saying anything. If it was fun, that’s fine. What about the others? It was their first television appearance.”

“… … Uh, that.”

Bugbug member Nishino gave an answer steadily, even though he stuttered.

“During the opening corner, I was a little… … nervous, uh, but when filming the mission, it was a little, okay. The, the mentors made me feel comfortable. Thanks to the way they focused on the game, uh, it felt a little like a sports day. I wonder if I had fun like Wakana… … .”

Yeah, it was fun.

Bugbug wasn’t obsessed with the burden that variety show participants often feel: ‘I have to make a funny scene.’

My head was full of missions, so I focused only on that.

“The staff said the same thing. They said that if you focus solely on the mission, the pictures come alive.”

It was thanks to Jang Ha-yang and Shin A-reum.

Because he had no laughter and was only thinking about defeating Bugbug, Bugbug had to use his head and body as much as possible to survive.

Contrary to Jang Ha-yang and Shin A-reum’s intentions, their seriousness provoked Bugbug.

“Everyone was pleased with the hard work that Bugbug did.”

All the BugBug members were happy together.

The staff said they liked it.

It was my first television broadcast, but fortunately, there were no mistakes. That alone made me feel like I was on a high.

“Especially Ms. Hana.”

“to.”

One of the people who had been laughing darkly behind him froze.

“The strategy I devised to catch Hayang, the passion I had for desperately trying to catch Hayang, and most of all… … .”

Her desperate cry.

‘are you okay!’

‘You might get hurt while playing the game!’

‘I didn’t come here to be pitied!’

‘I came here to win!’

For those who believe in me.

“I came to win, you know… … .”

One of them blushed like a beet and habitually fiddled with the front of her clothes. Her face became even redder as the members next to her patted her head once in a while.

“It was great.”

“Uh, uh… … .”

One of them rolled his eyes here and there, but eventually chose to hide behind Wakana.

Everyone burst into laughter at that childish reaction. Even Jo Ara and Shin A Reum couldn’t hide their laughter.

“And also, Miyoshi-san.”

“Please call me Miyoko, sir.”

“I saw it on site, but I was still amazed.”

Seongpil’s praise was sincere. It conveyed his pure admiration for Miyoko.

Indeed, even Miyoko couldn’t just pass this off as a joke. She smiled bitterly. With that, she tried to keep her emotions from leaking out.

“You were on a mission for dozens of minutes, waiting for your colleagues who might not return at any time. Did you feel the atmosphere on set at that time?”

“That’s because I was out of my mind… … .”

“Everyone held their breath and only looked at Miyoshi.”

Miyoko was almost sublime.

He continued to dance with Shin Areum, who showed no signs of losing her breathing.

It was almost time to give up. But she didn’t give up. Her persistence greatly moved the hearts of the staff.

“Don’t look down on underground idols, that’s what everyone said.”

As he said that, Seongpil quickly looked over the members of Bugbug. There wasn’t a single one of them who wasn’t moved.

Some even shed tears during that brief moment.

Seongpil had expected this kind of reaction.

The reason he came here was to encourage Bugbug. To make sure they can continue to focus on the broadcast and work hard.

“I was the one who chose you as guests on the show. I didn’t know much about Japanese idols, so I went to your concert and was moved.”

Seongpil had searched hundreds of videos of underground idols on iTube.

Among them, there were some that made me frown, some that had a certain level of quality, and some that I could just casually admire.

Bugbug was like that.

A channel with 2,000 subscribers, but the average number of views per video is barely over a hundred.

In every video on that channel, Bugbug always gave it his all.

“You know it’s not about the technical aspect, right? Even with nice words, you can’t say that you’re a good dancer, haha.”

but.

“I could feel that they were working hard. Everyone was holding hand microphones, dancing with big movements, and somehow singing, giving it their all.”

It was like a child solving arithmetic operations. A child who was absorbed in thinking about a simple problem.

Although adults may find it funny, children look at the problem with great seriousness.

It’s funny, but not funny.

Because the child is seriously facing the present.

“Thanks to you, I came to know the charm of Japanese idols. I understood it with my head, but I couldn’t accept it with my heart, but thanks to you, I was able to accept it. As a producer, I came to understand why you can be called ‘idols.’ I would like to take this opportunity to thank you.”

Seongpil bowed his head briefly.

And when I looked up, I could see a single tear streaming down Miyoko’s cheek.

Seongpil slightly averted his gaze out of consideration for her.

“The reason you were chosen is not because of luck or anything. It’s because of the effort, passion, and records you’ve accumulated so far. To put it another way, I chose you because you are the ones who are chosen.”

The children’s sobs filled the hospital room.

“Please work hard on your future broadcasts with pride. I’m looking forward to it, Bug Bug.”

You have to do that.

Bugbug For them, and most of all for the Girls’ League.

* * *

Seongpil, Joara, and Shin Areum, who had finished visiting the patient, came out of the hospital room.

The three walked side by side down the hallway.

Joara patted Seongpil on the back.

“Yeah, Araya, why?”

“I’ve always wondered, do you write a script for what you’re going to say in advance?”

“Do I need a script to express my true feelings?”

“and…….”

When Joara frowned, Seongpil chuckled.

“Why, are you upset?”

“No. It’s just that, seeing the Bugbug kids cry reminds me of the old days. Back in the old days, you used to say that to us a lot.”

“You don’t need to do it anymore. You’re the best idol, right?”

“Care… … .”

“I wish I could do it.”

Shin Areum pretended to be tired.

“Oh, I’ve been feeling really low on motivation lately. Team leader, should I take a break?”

“If you’re tired, you should rest.”

“Please give me some encouragement!”

“Ara has never failed to live up to my expectations. She needs praise more than encouragement. Ara, you’re doing well. Please continue to take care of her, okay?”

“Oh, oh, how did you just say that? Seriously?!”

I’ve known Seongpil for almost 10 years.

But there are still some things to admire.

“How is it? I told you earlier. You don’t need a script to express your true feelings. It’s what you’ve always thought, so it comes out right away.”

“… …Am I doing well?”

Shin A-reum fixed her hair for no reason. Although she looked busy, her eyes glanced at Seong-pil.

Towards such a Shin A-reum, Seong-pil showed a much warmer and livelier smile than the one he had shown to Bug-Bug earlier.

“Yes. Always, forever.”

“I’m the team leader… … .”

“End of the father-daughter moment.”

Joara got stuck between the two.

“Ah, Joara, get out!”

“Sir, but wouldn’t it be better to be a vocalist?”

“Vocal? Oh, bug bug training?”

“My uncle used to say that singing is more difficult than dancing.”

Vocals are more difficult than dancing.

To put it precisely, it means that it is more difficult to reach a certain level of vocals than dancing.

For this reason, agencies prefer to select trainees who can sing and then teach them how to dance.

Dancing can be shaped to some degree in a short period of time, but vocals are impossible. Vocals are a skill that is slowly built up over a long period of time, like sculpting.

“If you want to teach even the bare minimum, wouldn’t it be better to learn from the teacher first?”

“I thought the opposite.”

“Are you against it?”

“I realized this after watching the filming today. Bugbug is not the body of the dancers. They don’t even know what dancing is. Except for one thing.”

No, Miyoko too.

“Dancing is something that can be learned in a short period of time, so you should learn dancing first. Then, the final option will be open.”

The final option.

‘If you can dance to some extent, you can stand on stage.’

Just turn on AR and lip sync.

However, Sungpil cannot be satisfied with that. He wants Bugbug to exert his strength as much as possible.

‘At least if you have the grit and perseverance that I saw today… … .’

Seongpil can sufficiently achieve his goals.

If this was Sungpil’s solo project, he would have taught vocals first.

‘But this is a broadcast.’

For both Sungpil and Junpei, a last resort is necessary. For that, it would be better to learn how to dance first.

“Araya, can you do it?”

“What do you think of me? Have you forgotten what I taught you when you were a trainee? You said I was almost a miracle trainer.”

“It’s sturdy.”

“They should be made to dance until dawn while drinking salt and sugar water like Sister Hayang.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Ha-yang, you passed the monthly evaluation with that. Bug-bug is two months, two months.”

Jang Ha-yang ruined Jo Ara’s way of thinking.

He is not some kind of ‘100-day warrior before the college entrance exam’, but he seems to have deep faith in the miraculous Jang Ha-yang training method.

They make them dance and sing until dawn while feeding them salt-and-sugar water. What a horrible training method!

‘Actually, I was impressed too… … .’

If you give Hayang a month, she can perform to some extent, but won’t it be buggy?

I think so.

‘Of course, Hayang wasn’t that good at it either.’

At the very least, I had met the minimum standard to be accepted as a trainee, that was it.

“But I didn’t see anyone filming except for Shin A-reum and Hayang. How was it? Do you think it’ll get good ratings? From what the old man said earlier, it seems like it’s going to be a masterpiece documentary.”

“I’m not a broadcast PD so I don’t know much, but I really liked it. I think something fun will come out of it.”

“What about you, Shin A-reum?”

“Well, so-so.”

As they entered the hospital parking lot, Shin A-reum and Jo A-ra separated. Shin A-reum got in her manager’s car and went to work on her schedule.

Joara sighed and waved at the departing car.

“We’re doing our schedules and practicing at the same time, right?”

Baek Seol-ha and Jang Ha-yang also left as soon as filming for ‘Girls’ League X Bug Bug Invasion’ ended to appear on the radio.

Rika went to the company practice room, saying she had to memorize the Samurai Girls choreography.

“Well, it’s pretty tough to just eat and live. Like an idol training center. It’s close to Tokyo, but there’s still travel time.”

“Just two months.”

“yes?”

“If I can be at the top of Japan in just two months, isn’t that a good deal?”

“Oh my, is it really possible to become a top player?”

“uh.”

When Seongpil answered firmly, Joara flinched without realizing it.

“… … Sir, what is it? Why are you so firm?”

“I will make it so, and I believe so.”

“… … .”

Joara walked around Seongpil and looked around.

“what’s the matter?”

“You were so masculine just now, do it again.”

“what?”

“A man looks good when he’s energetic (full of energy or stamina). Instead of screaming ‘Kkiaaaak!’ all the time, try acting like this.”

Seongpil took out his phone and showed the screen to Joara. Hanguin’s video started playing.

[Ms. Ara, sexual harassment is a disciplinary action. Be careful.]

“what’s this?!”

“Be careful, you. Don’t do anything weird when Director Han isn’t here. That was just a warning to you.”

“No, seriously, what is that?!”

“Araya.”

Seongpil personally opened the car door for Jo Ara.

“The Girls’ League will surpass Darkest. We will bring back the status that Darkest had in Japan in this era. Of course, I know that my abilities are lacking.”

The fact that Darkest, produced by Jung Ho-hwan, achieved unprecedented success in Japan was in the second generation, before K-pop had even globalized.

No one can give a reasonable explanation as to how Darkest became popular in Japan or how it achieved such great success.

I can only explain it as a result of the exquisite interaction between Jeong Ho-hwan’s ability, Darkest’s power, and the choice of the times.

“The era has chosen the Girls’ League, and in my view, each of you is no less powerful than the Darkest. What you lack is… .”

The fact that Seongpil is not Jeong Hohwan.

“It’s probably just my ability. I’m not Director Jeong Ho-hwan, so I can only think of a way to use the media and promotions like this. It’ll be hard, but I promise. I’ll definitely get you to the top.”

“… … .”

Joara approached the car and opened the passenger door herself.

“I’ll ride in the passenger seat.”

“Oh, really?”

When there was no answer from Joara, Seongpil became embarrassed and quickly got into the driver’s seat.

“mister.”

“huh?”

“If we are the best idols, you are also the best producer.”

Joara reached out her hand, which was very rare and didn’t seem to have any intention. She put her hand on Seongpil’s shoulder.

“The teacher said that the best doesn’t happen at some point, but at the moment you decide to do it. The present you decide to do continues into the future.”

Just before competing with Seiko in ‘New Asa’, Snow White had a thought.

It’s not about becoming the best idol someday.

I am already the best idol, he said.

“So I’ve decided to make up my mind. There are still a few things that are lacking compared to the Caius you like so much, but I think it’s the best. Since I think so, you should think so too. So… … .”

Joara lightly tapped Seongpil’s shoulder a few times.

“Don’t say things like I’m lacking or inadequate. I’m the best K-pop producer, right?”

“……huh.”

Seongpil grabbed the steering wheel.

“I always learn from our Ara.”

“We… … are done. Let’s go, top producer.”

“Hi (yes)!”

“Oh, come on! Don’t do that! Just be firm like before!”

“Wakarimashita (Okay, I understand)!”

“… … .”

Joara laughed briefly.

“Well, this also has its own flavor.”

“uh.”

“No, this really pisses me off. What the hell is this?”

* * *

Himura, head of the idol management department 2.

He had many worries.

‘I wonder if the Girls’ League’s Kanmuri broadcast will be fun.’

All K-pop idols who filmed variety shows in Japan were just as awkward as beginners. Since they weren’t good at Japanese to begin with, they had a hard time following the conversation.

Of course, Himura knows the Girls’ League’s Japanese skills.

‘The problem is that it’s hard to expect entertainment from K-pop idols.’

Before Himura planned the Girls’ League Kanmuri broadcast, she watched several K-pop idol variety shows.

What are commonly called idol reality shows… … .

‘It’s catastrophic.’

Gather group members and chat or play games.

‘I’m sure the fans will enjoy it.’

There is no element that would be popular from a popular perspective.

I think it can’t be helped.

‘Because the image will be important.’

Additionally, with the help of my subordinates, I also watched some exclusive video content of K-pop idols.

really…….

‘Something that fans would like.’

Even the most successful Internet content didn’t look all that great to Himura.

Japanese television broadcasting is not only different in taste from iTube, but also in scale.

Seeing only such negative results, Himura’s heart grew heavy as the air date of ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’ approached.

‘Even if we only gathered the Girls’ League, we couldn’t guarantee success as a broadcast. But calling in underground idols who are new to broadcasting and doing a joint broadcast… ‘

I’ve heard it over and over again why Junpei and Seongpil created this format.

Directed by the best K-pop producer!

Songs by Seiko Kafu and genius composers!

The Girls’ League teaches Japanese underground idols!

Exciting missions and challenging challenges!

The conflicts, resolutions, tears, friendship, effort, and victory that bloom in between!

Let’s all work hard together towards the Tokyo Fashion Collection!

These are truly mouth-watering themes.

‘But whether the broadcast will go well is a separate issue.’

Webex’s investment has made the show unsuitable for a late-night broadcast. So, if the show fails, the blow will be directly returned to Webex.

Trying to turn the tables on Misato only ends up getting hurt.

And so the air date for ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’ has arrived.

Himura sat in front of the television until late at night, unable to fall asleep.

“Ah, finally.”

[Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!]

The broadcast has started.

Introduction to the Girls’ League and Bugbug.

The MC’s smooth development stands out.

‘What can I say, it’s ordinary.’

Moderately funny and moderately watchable.

Although I felt nervous when MC explained the mission and training system to Bugbug.

‘This is not enough.’

Himura put his hand on his forehead and let out a low groan.

Well, it’s only episode 1, so there’s nothing I can do about it…

[I lost again… … I was confident… … .]

[Let’s fight with rock-paper-scissors.]

[There are rules. However, I didn’t tell you the rules because it would be disadvantageous to the mentors.]

[This is cowardly… … !]

[Then, rock scissors… … .]

[But why me?]

[The judge is the person sitting on that chair, not Mentor Ha-yang.]

[Take the chair from your mentor!]

[Oh (5).]

[First, let me compliment you.]

[Shall we start the real game…?]

[Cover!]

[Hey, you’re not human… …!]

[Are all Korean idols like that?!]

[Should we start going?]

[No, before that. Please help me.]

[Haven’t you seen the bug bug!]

[If I can’t capture the scene on camera, I’ll get scolded by the PD… ]

[Please catch me… … !]

[Ms. Hana, you’re bleeding.]

[I didn’t come here to be pitied! I came here to win! For those who believe in me!]

[Look at me―!]

[Eek!]

[Oh, unnie, I’m here… … .]

Himura.

[It was just a little bit ahead… … .]

[victor!]

I cried.

[Unnie Miyokoeeeeeeee!]

I cried endlessly.

* * *

Seongpil opened his eyes with a start.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I closed my eyelids because of the sunlight coming in through the window.

“Ugh… … .”

I rolled over onto my side, covered myself with a blanket, then got up and kicked the blanket away.

My body ached a little, perhaps because I was sleeping in an unfamiliar bed. Plus, my eyelids were heavy because I had watched ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion’ late last night.

Seongpil went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth.

Through the small window above the sink I could see the maple leaves that had not yet fallen.

‘The air is nice.’

A training center outside Tokyo.

It is currently used under the name Idol Training Center.

Before the main shooting day, only a small number of staff members live there and are responsible for only the bare minimum of filming.

After finishing his training, Seongpil walked down the quiet hallway of the training center, or rather, the training camp.

‘What should I eat today?’

Seongpil and a small staff member’s meals were taken care of at a restaurant near the training center. After a few days, they would have tried the entire menu.

As we stepped out of the main entrance, we came across a playground filled with the spirits of workers who had been overworked in the name of membership training.

A woman was running around the playground.

As she approached the front door, Seongpil waved.

“Hayang-ah.”

Jang Ha-yang changed course and approached Seong-pil.

“Haa, haak, huh, hieuuk, director, haak, hello haah, it’s Sehe.”

“Hey, catch your breath.”

“Nehhe, ugh, euhk.”

“Did you run hard?”

“Yes. Do you want to run together?”

When Seongpil did not join in on the joke, Jang Ha-yang immediately regained her breath.

“No, if you exercise on an empty stomach, you lose muscle… … .”

“yes.”

“I’m going to go eat. Where’s Hayang?”

“I bought some salad and meat in the kitchen. I’m going to fill up on that.”

“It would be nice to pack a lunch like other kids.”

“Because there are children who need to be role models.”

“You’re great, Hayang.”

“It’s also a menu that I enjoy. Do you want to exercise together after eating?”

“Are you trying to relax before filming?”

“If I may… …ask a favor?”

“If you ask me a favor… … I can’t help it.”

“It’s because of Director Park. I realized the joy of being together because of what happened at the hotel that day. You have to take responsibility.”

“huh.”

Seongpil answered dryly and took out his phone.

“Sir, if you ignore me so blatantly, I would be hurt. Even if it was a joke, isn’t it also a socially appropriate thing to do to go along with the joke?”

“I got a call from you. How could I ignore Hayang?”

“I’ll let you off the hook just this once.”

Seongpil pressed the call button on his vibrating phone.

“Yes, Director Himura.”

The person who called was Himura.

There’s only one reason to call this early in the morning.

‘It looks like you found out the viewer ratings right away by pestering the broadcasting station.’

Seongpil was curious, but he wasn’t shameless enough to contact the broadcasting station at such an early hour.

When the staff wake up and it’s time to work, they might faintly hear it.

‘Did the ratings fall short of expectations?’

Then it’s difficult.

Himura might come here right now, grab Junpei, and have a hellish marathon meeting.

‘Or is it that the ratings are surprisingly good?’

Well, it’s a late night broadcast after all.

I said before that if Junpei gets to 5%, it’s a huge success.

‘In Korea, if it goes over 3% during prime time, it’s considered a hit… … .’

I watch Japanese late night broadcasts often, so I guess I can start at 0.5%.

Yeah, 0.5%.

That alone means that at least 100,000 people watched it in real time.

After deciding on a cutoff line in his mind, Seongpil greeted Himura.

“good morning.”

[Yes, it’s a really good morning!]

“I see you watched the broadcast yesterday. Was it fun?”

[My impressions are good! The viewership rating is over 40%!]

“yes?!”

Seongpil, fainted!