Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 793



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Episode 793

“painting…….”

Seongpil was speechless.

It wasn’t that I was particularly offended by Miyoko’s decision to sell her family, because it was a question that Seongpil couldn’t give a definitive answer to here.

“I’ll think about that after meeting with Miyoshi-san.”

“Who is it me?”

“No, it’s Miyoshi Ryusei.”

“When I’m with you, oppa.”

Miyoko covered her mouth and laughed.

“You’ll have to call me Miyoko.”

“Let’s go for now, Miyoshi Miyoko.”

After Ryusei finished his rehabilitation training and training, Seongpil was able to meet him in his hospital room.

When Seongpil came to see Miyoko, Ryusei smiled weakly.

“I’m sorry, I can’t get up.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Seongpil sat on the chair next to the bed and held his hand.

“My name is Park Sung-pil. Have you seen ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’? I am the producer of Girls’ League.”

“I know. It’s a really great lecture.”

Ryusei gave a thumbs up.

“And also, you really look like me. I think when I grow up to be ten years older, I’ll be like you, producer.”

“Ryuusei-san is much more handsome than me.”

“Hahaha!”

Ryusei looked at Miyoko, laughing heartily.

“Miyoko, did you hear that? This is the first time I’ve heard a guy say something so direct! He said I was handsome!”

“It’s true.”

“That’s true, though.”

Ryusei scratched the back of his neck.

“There’s no use for your handsome face. Oh, I’m sorry. I was just chatting with a busy person. Is it because of your broadcast appearance?”

“yes?”

“Huh? Isn’t that right? If I appear on TV… … .”

Ryusei looked back and forth between Miyoko and Seongpil.

‘Brothers and sisters think the same way.’

Well, it couldn’t be otherwise.

Ryusei and Miyoko still have parents. Since they passed over their parents and came to Ryusei, he must have thought that Seongpil had come to ask for cooperation in appearing.

Also, Miyoko did not say that she was the one who called Seongpil.

‘Did you want to show that your brother agreed voluntarily? You were sure that your brother would react like this.’

Even now, Miyoko was looking at Seongpil. It was as if she was saying, ‘How is it? Is this okay?’

I feel like I’m being dragged around.

“I am currently meeting with the cast members’ guardians in the form of interviews. After all, the program’s plot is the plot. I think they might be worried. I ask that you continue to trust and leave it to me. I would also like to treat you to a meal… .”

“If it’s okay to use a wheelchair, then yes. But I think it’ll be a bit difficult today. Honestly.”

Ryusei licked his dry lips.

“I’m so exhausted. Oh, but it’s also bad to just go out. There’s so much to do every hour. When I think about it, I’m really busy. Hahaha!”

Miyoko only raised the corners of her lips, but Ryusei’s smile was his own.

“Then, should I eat hospital food and you, Producer, order it to be delivered?”

“Ah… … No. It would be bad for other patients too. You don’t have to eat.”

“Oh, what should I say? It feels like everyone else is having parent-teacher conferences, but Miyoko isn’t.”

“……that.”

Seongpil had been feeling uneasy since he met Ryusei. He himself couldn’t figure out why.

I feel like something is stuck in my stomach.

He swallowed dryly.

“Don’t worry, little brother. The directing may be extreme, but I will make sure that you will never get hurt. I can promise you that.”

“I would appreciate it if you could do that.”

“Do you have any further words of encouragement?”

“Well, it’s good to be treated with care, but overprotection isn’t good either.”

Seongpil shook his head briefly several times. From what Seongpil heard, Ryuusei’s tone was very misleading.

It was as if Sungpil was speaking as if he were Miyoko’s boyfriend.

“Hahaha!”

It seems like it was indeed a joke.

Ryusei let out a hearty laugh, different from Miyoko’s, and then suddenly groaned in pain.

Miyoko flinched.

“Are you okay, oppa? Should I call a doctor?”

“Oh, no. I was just going around doing it by myself… … .”

Ryusei blinked his eyes as if he was tired. Perhaps because of the intense training, his complexion was not good.

“There are so many trials in the world… I wish they would just drop to the level that the person can handle. But since that’s not the case, you end up resenting them in many ways. In that sense, I think the program is an ideal training environment.”

All hardships, their processes, and solutions are under the control of the production team.

There is never a task that will cause all the contestants to collapse, unless the goal is to knock the contestants down.

“However, I think Miyoko is a girl who can overcome even a little bit of hardship. Did you hear that she did boxing? She has a lot of venom. So you don’t have to be too lenient. Just push her to the point where she thinks, ‘I’m going to die at this point.’”

“Brother… … .”

“That went well.”

Ryusei’s eyelids slowly lowered.

“Your company… … doesn’t even release many songs… … . But after this broadcast ends, there will be two more Miyoko songs… … . I’ll be able to hear your voice more often… … .”

Ryusei closed his eyes.

“I guess so… … .”

He fell asleep.

It had been quite a while since Sungpil had seen someone close their eyes so easily without resistance. He knew that this was the case when someone was extremely tired, but Ryuusei’s case was extreme.

I fell asleep while talking.

Miyoko held her brother’s hand while he was sleeping for a while. Seongpil’s state of mind when he saw that was no different from when he first saw Ryuusei.

A feeling as if something is stuck inside.

And finally, Seongpil was able to find out the cause.

‘i envy you.’

Even though he looks like that, Ryuusei is alive and well. The siblings still depend on each other and live.

Seongpil has a younger brother.

This is my younger brother who disappeared without ever seeing the light of day.

Even if it was in an imperfect form, Seongpil was hoping for his younger brother to exist.

“Producer, shall we go now?”

So, Seongpil was very jealous of Miyoko and Ryusei.

“Oh, my brother fell asleep too.”

Miyoko let out a mischievous laugh.

“Oppa (Oni-san), shall we go?”

“… … .”

There was one thing that Seongpil was curious about while studying Japanese.

The words noona, unnie, oppa, and hyung, which are commonly used in Korea, are not used in Japan like they are in Korea.

Only blood relatives can use such a title.

It’s been a long time since I thought that I could just use it. But now I understand.

“Miyoko.”

It’s strange to hear that kind of title from someone who isn’t a blood relative.

“Don’t call me that.”

It’s quite unpleasant.

When Sungpil spoke with a smile, Miyoko was unusually flustered. Up until now, Sungpil had only shown a blank expression or a flustered look.

But this time it’s a smile.

Miyoko could also see that that smile was a kind of limit line.

“……sorry.”

Miyoko quickly lowered her tail. This was also an unfamiliar experience for Miyoko.

At least, no man ever treated her kindness so coldly.

I was embarrassed that I had put an apple in my mouth without realizing it. It felt like I had just absentmindedly lowered my hand to guard my chin and then got hit with a bullet.

Reflexively, Miyoko tried to recover from this shock.

“Then, can I be Oppa…?”

“Stop that too.”

“yes.”

The two left the hospital room in an awkward atmosphere.

Seongpil said that Miyoko could go back since she had finished her business, but Miyoko refused. She insisted that she would at least see her off to the hospital parking lot.

It was chilly outside the hospital building. The weather could finally be called winter.

“When will Miyoshi Ryusei get better? I couldn’t treat you to a meal today, so I’d like to treat you to a meal later.”

“The broadcast is over?”

“Because you’ll help with the broadcast.”

“Oh, you accept it?”

“I’ll tell the PD.”

Seongpil glanced at Miyoko walking beside him.

“Is the reason you become an idol because of your brother?”

“I don’t think it started because of you. I don’t even remember the reason now. But I keep going because of you. I’m the only thing that makes you happy.”

Miyoko clapped her hands and said, “Ah.”

“Did you like the comment just now?”

“It would have been really nice if you hadn’t said that. So, what about you, Ryuusei?”

“Someday.”

someday.

“I don’t know when, but I will definitely walk. I will confidently go to meet the producer on my own two feet, so please wait for me.”

“I will do that.”

Seongpil arrived in front of the car.

“Well then, have a nice vacation, Miyoko.”

“Can you give me a ride?”

“Where are you going?”

“This is an idol training center.”

Miyoko raised both arms.

“I got treated badly by my mentor. I have to work hard to repay him. Even if I don’t, if I keep going like this, it’s unclear whether I’ll be able to stand on stage or not. I won’t be able to give you… new songs.”

“Miyoko, you already know how to do it.”

“……yes?”

“Since you’ve already received your vacation, use it meaningfully. Then, I’ll go.”

Seongpil got into the driver’s seat. As he was about to close the door, Miyoko grabbed the door tightly and forced it open.

“Did you know?”

“yes.”

“Since when?”

“I saw it.”

It’s similar to one.

When I first saw Bugbug’s stage, one of them was dancing with intentional force. Although he was able to control the intensity and use technique, he looked immature because his muscles were tense.

Miyoko was the opposite.

My muscles were weak, like someone who was unconsciously performing repetitive movements. I moved around in a flailing manner, only moving my joints.

“I became certain during practice.”

Sungpil carefully observed the practice scenes of Bugbug. It was a procedure to check if they could complete the performance within the deadline while solving the missions and tasks.

Seongpil pointed out something strange.

Miyoko would reach the goal of a task surprisingly quickly.

Once you’ve completed a movement like that, you suddenly forget everything you learned and start moving strangely again.

“I thought it was a process of getting the feel of it… … .”

Repetition is important in practicing how to move your body. After repeating, at some point, you will reach a realization.

I guess it’ll work if I move like this.

It is about holding onto that realization and moving towards perfection.

However, after Miyoko performs an action that reveals a piece of enlightenment, she acts as if her proficiency has been reset.

“It was the same with singing. When Miyoko was practicing with the Bugbug members, she was clearly different from the other members. Miyoko didn’t practice for hours to get better, but practiced to show that she was bad at something.”

Miyoko’s expression had already hardened.

“Is that the harmony that Miyoko-san was talking about? I thought she was acting naive on purpose to match the level of the members.”

“… … .”

Miyoko looked up at the sky and sighed. Soon, she lowered her head and smiled with relief.

“You have a good eye.”

“For over 10 years, what I’ve been doing is watching trainees and idols. In particular, my experience watching trainees is the greatest. Anyway, since you have the skills, enjoy your vacation.”

“Aren’t you curious as to why I do that?”

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious.

Seongpil has come up with an answer to the principle of her actions, but in reality, it can’t be that simple.

But the reason Seongpil doesn’t ask is… … .

‘I think it’ll be annoying.’

Miyoko is hiding her skills.

If that’s the case, then all the emotions she showed on air were fake.

The fact that I was scolded by my mentor and died, the fact that I led the members in the darkness where I couldn’t see ahead, and the fact that I despaired during the confrontation with Rika.

Her actions are a lie from start to finish.

‘There’s no way a person who does such things can be normal.’

Besides, there is another reason.

Miyoko was also trying to lure Seongpil with that lie. Wasn’t she wagging her tail and calling him “oppa” just a moment ago?

‘I don’t want to give my heart to someone who thinks they can get something out of me with a mask.’

However, Miyoko’s eyes were burning. It felt like she was desperately waiting for this moment.

Seongpil said with a sigh.

“I guess you want to talk.”

“Yes. There have been more than one or two times when I felt suffocated. Hiding your strength is something you need to let out sometimes. If you keep hiding it, it’s not fun or anything.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“It’s about leaving room for growth.”

Miyoko explained.

What people want from idols is growth. Of course, in Japan, the term ‘growth idol’ does not mean growth in skills.

“But I thought this might be useful too.”

Although they are just cute idols, fans will definitely be impressed by their growth in skills.

“When you’re already at level 100, you act like you’re at level 1 to people. And you gradually increase your visible level. It’s as if you’re saying, ‘You’re working so hard behind the scenes.’ People will think the same.”

“Did it have any effect?”

Miyoko shook her head.

“Even if the perfection of the dance and song improves little by little, the fans don’t even notice it. It seems like it doesn’t matter in the first place. But if you become good at it all at once, the gap between you and the members will be too big.”

“Have you ever thought about teaching the members?”

“Teach me? Who? Me?”

Miyoko burst out laughing. She didn’t even cover her mouth. It was a hearty laugh, just like her older brother Ryuusei.

“You want to make underground idols, who can just break their contracts and run away if they want, practice for hours a day? That’s ridiculous.”

All Miyoko could do was offer advice.

Let’s practice for 10 more minutes. Let’s do a little more.

But the more this happened, the more the members found Miyoko annoying.

That’s understandable, since Miyoko forced underground idols to learn techniques that weren’t particularly important.

If it’s just a performance ability at that level, you won’t feel like sacrificing your precious time to practice.

“I’m holding on because it’s a broadcast. And I’m holding on because I believe I’ll become famous after the broadcast ends. So, thank you.”

“To me?”

“Yes. Because you gave us an opportunity. When the program ends, we’ll be famous. We’ll have a new contract, and maybe we’ll sign with a major label. We can’t run away then. It’s an opportunity, an opportunity for Bugbug to become complete.”

Bound by the shackles of a contract, the members will have to hone their basic qualities as idols.

At the very least, they need to get beyond the level of underground idols.

“As the members grow, I will be able to show off my skills more and more. Then, there will be fans who will recognize my, no, our growth. Fans who will truly see our growth… … .”

“then.”

Seongpil cut off Miyoko.

“Are you going to give it your all on the Tokyo Fashion Collection stage?”

“I will do as much as the members do. Since Hana is the best at dancing, I will have to dance just a little better than Hana.”

“With that kind of mindset, nothing will work out.”

Miyoko, who was blurting out her plan as if possessed, flinched.

Sungpil said, “No.” The best producer in K-pop denied Miyoko.

“Based on my experience, Japanese idol fans don’t just want idols to grow. They want idols who are desperate at every moment and deserve to be rewarded. They look forward to the moment when such idols are rewarded.”

“… … How do you know you’re doing your best?”

“Fans who have seen the true growth of Miyoko will know.”

Sungpil recalled what Miyoko had said earlier. Her tone was as if there were real fans and fake fans, and Sungpil sarcastically criticized that.

“Miyoko, what do you hope to achieve by doing that?”

“I want to get… … .”

“It’s a dream I want to achieve.”

“… … The best. I want to become the best idol. I will someday. I definitely will.”

“It’s a shining dream. But the best idol doesn’t become something one day, it becomes something the moment you decide to do it.”

The moment you draw a picture of who you want to be, the present begins to move toward the future.

And the future also comes to me.

That’s why it’s not someday.

Right now.

“It is possible. It is a landscape that only those who fight fiercely and overcome every moment can achieve. At least, it would be absurd for those who do not use what they have.”

Seongpil pulled the car door she was holding onto.

“Ryuusei-san’s request was in vain. Miyoko-san is the type of person who doesn’t take seriously even if you give her a challenge. There may be a reason why the members didn’t follow the practice suggestion.”

“Me, to me.”

Miyoko stuttered as if she was dumbfounded.

“Are you angry?”

Seongpil glared at her.

“Yes, I’m mad at Miyoko.”

Miyoko blinked her eyes wide. After blinking several times, she closed her eyes completely and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, she couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.

“Finally, you call me Miyoko.”

This time it was Seongpil’s turn to panic.

“What does it matter now… … .”

“My brother said that if a man gets upset because of my behavior, it means he really cares about me.”

“What did you say?”

“He’s not the kind of person who would flatter you without meaning to for a purpose, so he must be sincere, so hold on tight.”

“What are you talking about… … .”

Miyoko brought her face closer to Seongpil. Seongpil reflexively extended his palm and pushed her face away.

Miyoko fell backwards as if she had unconsciously exerted her strength.

“Hey, are you okay?!”

Miyoko sat down on the floor and absentmindedly rubbed her cheek.

“I’ve been hit with a fist by a man, but I’ve never been hit with the palm of a man’s hand… … .”

“What, what, have you been a victim of dating violence? Should I, should I report it?”

“The producer hit you.”

“No, oh, this was self-defense. You tried to sexually harass me!”

“I was just crouching down to get down to eye level… … .”

Seongpil was sitting in the driver’s seat, and Miyoko was standing in front of him. He had to crouch down to get to eye level, so it felt like their faces were getting closer.

Seongpil became lost in thought.

“I made a mistake, I did it, I did it.”

Miyoko got up lightly and dusted her butt.

“I received the producer’s sincerity. I think what you said is right. I will change my plan. At the Tokyo Fashion Collection… … No. I will be sincere from the very next shoot.”

“How are you going to learn it? Why are you suddenly saying, ‘Actually, I learned how to dance and sing, so I can do all this’?”

“You have to wake up. You have to get better every day. You have to feel like you’re a true genius?”

“What was the original plan?”

Sungpil had criticized Miyoko because her behavior and plans were unrealistic and she even had the side of making fun of her fans.

But when I actually tried to break that pretense, I wondered if it would be possible.

“The original plan was scrapped.”

The strategy of rising together with Bugbug is over.

“I’m going to stand out and make my major debut as a solo artist. My childhood days are over… … .”

The service hours given to BugBug members are now all over.

“Oh, if that’s the case, could I ask you a favor?”

“… … What?”

“Producing.”

“What did I see in Miyoko-san that made me produce it? Is there anything you’re good at?”

“I listen to the producer’s words the best.”

* * *

Miyoko got out of Seongpil’s car.

The main gate of the idol training center.

“Miyoko, just a moment. I’ll contact the inside… … .”

Before Seongpil could finish speaking, Miyoko jumped over the iron bars of the main gate and went inside.

It’s a completely different quietness than when we were filming.

Miyoko walked around the playground, enjoying the winter breeze. After a while, a staff member came running from the building.

“Uh, Miyoko-chan?”

“hello!”

“What about the vacation? Did you come with Director Park?”

“Yes, that’s what happened.”

The staff looked at Miyoko with suspicious eyes, then ran out of breath to open the front door for Seongpil.

Miyoko headed straight to the auditorium.

Okay then.

“Hey, sis?”

I saw one. Even though it was winter, he was drenched in sweat and had tape wrapped around his thigh.

Miyoko opened her eyes wide in surprise.

“Why are you here, Hana-chan?”

“Oh, I, I’m going to practice more… … .”

A strange light appeared in Miyoko’s eyes.

“You’re great, Hana-chan.”

“Oh, yes!”

One had a smile without a single shadow.

“Because I’m an idol!”

Miyoko approached Hana and held out her hand. Hana took her hand and stood up.

“Let’s do our best.”

“Yes, let’s all work hard together to pass the next task!”

* * *

First shoot after the holidays.

Excluding the filming of Episode 1, this is the first time that all Girls’ League members have gathered together.

As they swarmed into the auditorium, their every step drew attention.

The thorough makeup and styling for broadcast made Bugbug, who was also captured on camera, look almost like an ordinary person.

The Girls’ League took to the podium.

Baek Seol-ha came to the center and took the microphone.

“Uh, well, as you know, there’s only about a month left until the Tokyo Fashion Collection. I feel like if I keep doing missions, assignments, and things like that, I’m going to be in real trouble… … .”

Starting today, we will conduct general practice every day.

The Girls’ League and Bugbug all match the performances of ‘Prom Queen’ and ‘Light Speed’.

“But I have to choose one. The center.”

‘Prom Queen’ features Girls’ League performing in the first verse and Bugbug performing alone in the second verse.

Afterwards, a scene is shown of the Girls’ League and Bugbug merging on the bridge.

Each group approaches from both sides, and the leaders meet and stand back to back. They then spin around and take the main stage twice to perform.

This main position is, of course, Snow White in the Girls’ League. But in Bugbug…

“It would be risky to make someone a leader. Since he or she would be receiving all the spotlight with me. So this mission is a ‘battle for the center’. The person with the most points, uh… .”

Snow White took the cue sheet out of her pocket and read it.

“P, I’ll give the center spot to the person who best embodies ‘Prom Queen’. You have one week to do it. Okay, uh, let’s begin!”

Silence fell everywhere.

Snow White shouted again in confusion.

“start!”

“… … ?”

“I, I understand… … .”

Baek Seol-ha asked, sweating profusely.

“I understand… … .”

Snow White tilted her chin.

A few strands of her hair fell out, shadows fell over her eyes, and the circle lenses in her eyes stood out even more.

“Don’t you understand? This means that we will compete against each other from now on. Come up quickly and dance one by one. Oh, that’s right. Not just dance, but sing as well. So, do a comprehensive performance.”

“Over there… … .”

One timidly raised his hand.

Snow White on the podium looked down at her. From the perspective of someone looking down, it felt like looking at a queen on top of a castle, which was intimidating.

One of them shrugged his shoulders.

“The deadline is one week and the contest is now… … .”

“Now… …what is it? Please finish speaking.”

“W, w, w, the deadline is a week, and you want me to do the competition now, uh… … does that mean if I lose here, I’m eliminated?”

“We’re in a situation where we have to deal with a fire under our feet. We’re going to teach you, but we’re not going to teach you all equally. We want to focus on teaching those who have potential. This is a competition. We’re going to do it every day until the final evaluation in a week. Do you understand now?”

Baek Seol-ha spread her index finger and spoke in a gentle tone.

“From now on, fight each other.”

* * *

The weather is definitely winter.

A week before the airing of ‘New Asa’.

All the cast members gathered in the studio for recording.

Before the competition begins, the contestants come up on stage all at once and have time to say hello.

The performers lined up at the entrance to the stage for that moment.

Seiko and Tomoe stood side by side.

Tomoe adjusted the guitar on her shoulder for no reason and glanced at Seiko next to her.

A short, high-saturation skirt that doesn’t suit the weather, a tank top that seems to show off sexiness, and short hair that sways like waves.

‘Are you trying to do a real apple crush… …?’

Tomoe thought back to last year’s Kohaku Uta Gassen. It was a dance battle event with the Girls’ League, and she had to do an embarrassing dance.

Rather than dancing, it was more like shaking the upper body from side to side. It must have been an embarrassing sight for the whole family to see.

Tomoe summoned up her courage and called Seiko.

“Senior Funabiki.”

Seiko looked down at Tomoe with an overbearing gaze. Since Tomoe was taller, Seiko had no choice but to tilt her head back and pretend to look down at Tomoe.

“what?”

“Can’t you play an instrument?”

Tomoe said while looking at the hand microphone in Seiko’s hand.

“I liked playing the guitar or the piano… … .”

“What is this talking about?”

The MC called the performers from the stage.

Seiko said, moving forward without hesitation.

“What else does a singer need besides a microphone? You, that guitar. Isn’t it too cumbersome?”

Tomoe walked alongside Seiko, bringing the guitar in front of her. She stroked it carefully.

“This guitar was blessed by the devil.”

“Were you a middle school student?”

“Middle school 2nd year was a long time ago. Anyway, I understand that you dressed like that to relieve the emptiness on stage. You must dance too. It’s always a difficult problem for a singer.”

He just goes up on stage with a microphone and sings.

After all, it can’t help but be boring to look at.

However, just walking around the stage is not very impressive. Even if you wave your arms around, you will eventually reach the limit of your repertoire.

Especially for singers who perform for about two hours, there really is no answer. It might be better to just stick around like a scarecrow and just sing.

This ability to ‘not stand still’ is, in other words, the ability to ‘keep the audience from getting bored’.

“Senior, I have admired you. That is why I am telling you. You should pick up an instrument instead. It is a hundred times better to play an instrument than to dance strangely.”

As she walked towards the stage, Seiko stopped walking. Tomoe and the performers following her also stopped.

Seiko turned towards Tomoe.

“I debuted when you didn’t even know 1,000 words. Do you think I’ve ever thought about that?”

Seiko pushed the guitar Tomoe was carrying towards her body with her palm.

“Nothing will get better if you rely on this kind of stuff on stage. Do you play guitar because your hands look bored? It’s ridiculous.”

“The person dancing because he looks bored… … .”

“I’ll show you.”

Seiko took another step forward.

“The weight difference between you and me.”

‘Newasa’ recording begins.