Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 801



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Episode 801

There was a time when the Girls’ League was beaten like a mouse before a cat by Caius. The Girls’ League consoled themselves in this way at the time.

‘Cause those guys are famous for their KS Enter background. We can’t beat them one by one. Did we get as much support as KS Enter? We can just crush the likes of Cause. Yeah, that’s true.’

Erica was also reproducing that thought process while locked in her hotel room.

‘You’ve been working in Japan for more than two months every year, right? You’ve been getting help from the Webex office and you’ve been appearing in the media a lot. You’ve been working hard. Who wouldn’t be famous if you did that?’

What about us?

Even without doing anything like Japanese activities, they consistently sell over 100,000 copies in their first week.

Even without releasing a Japanese version of the song, it would be in the TOP 50 of the Japanese music charts.

‘Kōhaku Uta Gassen? What’s wrong with appearing at a local music festival in Galapagos?’

Erica went so far as to denounce her home country in order to protect her ego.

‘Don’t K-pop idols have any pride? They just show off and appear on Japanese programs to please the Japanese (they’re Japanese too). We’re artists, so let our skills speak for themselves.’

conclusion.

The Girls’ League is cowardly.

‘It’s not because of our own skills, but because of external forces that we become great. Caius can do it too. He just doesn’t do it.’

[Okay, I understand. I understand, so stop.]

Kim Min-joo, who called to check on Erica’s well-being, had to listen to Erica’s rationalizations from beginning to end for over 30 minutes.

Even though we were friends, it was embarrassing to hear.

“Right? You agree? Don’t pay attention to what people say on the Internet.”

[You’re the one who’s worrying the most. Like you said, Japan is just a musical Galapagos. What’s the big deal about being popular there? We’re not just touring in Japan, we’re idols who can do world tours.]

“That’s right, Minju. You’re absolutely right. You’re smart.”

[……ha.]

Kim Min-ju sighed and spoke in a tone that was noticeably different from before.

[Why did you do Samurai Girls?]

“Rika arrogantly said she wanted to fight me on the same level. She’s a K-pop idol, but she’s cowardly doing it in her own territory… … .”

[No no, that’s not it.]

“Rika insulted KS Entertainment. The history and present of K-pop… … .”

[This kid is crazy. You participated to promote your solo debut!]

“……ah?”

Erica, who had been huddled in the hotel closet with her knees pulled up, came to her senses. She opened the closet door and walked out.

“That’s right… … .”

[How much were the initial sales of your album ‘Collection pt.1′?]

Erica cleared her throat as if embarrassed, and then muttered quietly so as not to show off.

“461,300 sheets.”

[Yes, you have twice as much. You are the most popular female solo artist of all time. Do you know how much that is? It’s on the level of Girls’ League’s ‘Automata’. You did it all by yourself! And KS Entertainment barely helped you with the promotion!]

“Minju, stop putting gold on your face because it’s embarrassing… .”

[This is a requiem for Director Jeong Ho-hwan!]

As soon as Jeong Ho-hwan’s name came out, Erica’s mood suddenly calmed down. Kim Min-ju took a deep breath and asked the question that would become the deciding factor.

[Who’s the winner now? Huh? Who’s the winner!]

Kim Min-joo was excited. It was because of Erica’s attitude.

The so-called Erica was having a mental victory. It was a very unpleasant sight for Kim Min-joo.

You have to know that you are the real winner.

The quality that Kim Min-ju considered most important was a winning mentality, the mindset of believing in one’s own victory.

[Tell me! Who won! Who is the biggest beneficiary!]

“… …Thank you, Minju.”

Erica quietly closed her eyes and smiled. Kim Min-joo’s tone on the other end of the phone softened.

[Finally got the answer?]

“I lost.”

[what?!]

“If you saw the video, you would know.”

Erica dove into the bed, biting her lip as she felt the bed rock up and down.

“I was definitely pushed aside in terms of the perfection of the performance.”

[That’s… … there’s nothing I can do about it.]

Erica has been working on her solo debut project.

Meanwhile, she prepared a joint stage with Park Soo-ryun of B.I.S. at the HPT Music Awards.

Also, I had to practice the keith stage for all the year-end award ceremonies.

In the meantime, I joined Samurai Girls. It’s a completely different situation from Noah, who was just having fun.

[You’re not a god, and you can’t prepare so many things and be perfect.]

“It should have been perfect. I put too much effort into the requiem for Director Jeong Ho-hwan. As you said, Minju, I participated in Samurai Girls for my album. That doesn’t mean Samurai Girls are meaningless.”

Erika thought of Rika who had asked her to join the Samurai Girls.

Rika had seriously challenged Erica to a match.

At first, I rejected that request.

And the reason he accepted the request afterwards was not because he accepted Rika’s feelings, but for his own benefit.

“Even if it was for another purpose, it’s cowardly to say that you like the Samurai Girls anyway. I’ll say it again, thank you Minju. Thanks to you, I was able to accept defeat cleanly. From now on, I won’t rationalize it so shamefully if something like this happens again.”

[……uh.]

Kim Min-ju’s voice was filled with cheerfulness.

[If you say so. While we’re on the subject, I’ll leave out one of the reasons why the performance wasn’t perfect. Senior Soo-ryun didn’t come to practice often in the first place, so it didn’t really take up any time… … .]

“Do I have to practice when my senior is there? That also has to be calculated based on time. Objectively, I was busy because of my schedule. I lost, but there’s a reason.”

Not even a minute had passed since I said I wasn’t going to rationalize it uglier.

After finishing her call with Kim Min-ju, Erica checked the time. There was still time left for breakfast.

As we headed to the restaurant and looked for a suitable seat, one table caught our eye.

* * *

Seongpil was so focused on picking at the beans with a fork that he couldn’t have a normal conversation with the people he was eating breakfast with.

First of all, the first one is Yubin.

He was looking at his phone and biting his nails. He kept searching for ‘Samurai Girls’ on Twitter.

“Director, when will I hear from Korea?”

“I don’t know. Just wait.”

The reason Yubin came up with the Samurai Girls plan wasn’t just to get three popular kids together and make a hit.

It’s a means, not an end.

Japanese is not allowed on Korean public music broadcasts.

In Japan, Korean can appear, but in Korea, Japanese cannot. Yubin saw this as a big risk for the K-pop scene.

To break this absurdity, Yubin wanted to form a Japanese K-pop group that would be a huge hit in Japan, and that was Samurai Girls.

And Samurai Girls was a huge hit in Japan. But, I haven’t heard from Korea.

“Ha, it’s a huge topic in Korea too. Look at the number of mentions here. But I haven’t received any inquiries, this is… … .”

Seongpil was secretly impressed.

‘That was all true. It wasn’t just some excuse… … .’

Yubin can be proud as a producer. Even if her shoulders grow as high as Mt. Halla, no one will say anything.

But he is rather anxious.

Samurai Girls’ hit? Yeah, it’s good. But there’s no sign of achieving its ultimate goal.

“Could you please speak to the broadcasting station from Garo Enter?”

“I guess I could try… … .”

“Please, please… … .”

I don’t know about cable, but it would be a very, very long way to break through to terrestrial music broadcasting.

The rule that Japanese cannot be used on public airwaves is intertwined with anti-Japanese sentiment.

To overcome this crisis, the political world needs to take action, but politicians will not take action when it comes to something that is either doable or not.

Yubin tried to break through it with the power of culture. The spirit is admirable, but one hit is not enough.

“Cable might work.”

“That’s how it was originally!”

“Yeah, that’s right. I’ll contact them and ask them to appear on public broadcasting.”

“Since it’s the end of the year, a one-time special stage would be possible, right?”

“Well, if everything goes well… … .”

Only then did Yubin feel relieved and went to get the food with the plate in her hand.

There was one more person who joined Sungpil, and that was Noah. She was not taking her eyes off her phone for a different reason than Yubin.

There wasn’t an ounce of food left on her plate.

Seongpil tapped the table with his index finger.

“Noah.”

“… … .”

“Noah.”

“… … .”

“Oh my god, Noah.”

“……hmm?”

Noah finally looked up from his phone.

“Team Leader Park, what’s going on?”

“Eat first. If we keep doing this, breakfast time will be over.”

“Oh, right.”

Noah put his phone next to his plate and started eating. He picked up something with his fork, but it all fell before it reached his mouth.

“Noah, is that so amazing?”

Samurai Girls, a huge hit! Following that, Noah’s popularity is also rising through the roof!

So, Noah is checking every mention of himself that comes up every minute as if he’s possessed. This is like the BugBug members who are getting a taste of fame for the first time.

“Rather than being amazing, I’m touched… … .”

“effervescence?”

“I’m not a popular member, so it’s unfortunate that only my story is being posted like this… … .”

Noah’s voice became wet as he spoke.

“Ah, it’s even more touching now that you say it out loud. I always nag, but I guess I have to thank the pink-haired one.”

“……I see.”

Seongpil pushed her plate closer to her, because all the food on his fork fell onto the table without reaching her mouth.

Seongpil also felt proud when he saw Noah, except for one other reason. That one reason was that Noah’s speech resembled Yoon Sangyeol’s.

“I think it has meaning to me now.”

“meaning?”

“I feel like I have a place in the Globe… … I feel like I have a place… … .”

Noah was still staring blankly at his phone. He didn’t seem to know what he was talking about.

“Noah, are you uncomfortable being in the Globe?”

Noah came to his senses at that question. The first thing he saw was Seongpil’s worried expression.

Noah shook his head.

“Oh, no. It was uncomfortable. It was just a sense of entitlement.”

It’s a look of disbelief.

Noah’s living conditions greatly improved after the Jiyu War and the Second Jiyu War.

For example, in the past, people were slaves who did what they were told, but now they are wage laborers who think they are free.

Nothing has really changed, but there has been a lot of change in my mindset.

Noah didn’t want Sungpil to worry. When he was about to clear up his misunderstanding, Sungpil spoke first.

“Just wait a moment. I really need to… … .”

“Wait? What… … .”

At that moment, a plate full of sweet desserts appeared on the table. Seongpil was impressed as soon as he saw the contents of the plate.

“Yubin-ah. You have to watch your weight since you have to go to the end-of-year award ceremony soon. You must eat a lot since you worked hard yesterday. They say it’s good to eat sugar in the morning.”

“I’m managing my weight well.”

Erica sat down next to Seongpil. The fragrant scent of coffee she brought tickled Seongpil’s nose.

Noah raised his hand.

“Eri!”

“Noah!”

The two clapped their hands together in a ‘yay’ tone.

“And to the director, yes.”

Erica threw her fist at Seongpil. When Seongpil bumped her fist into hers, Erica said this playfully.

“Tomodachi (friend).”

“It was really cold at the outdoor stage yesterday, wasn’t it?”

“It was only 20 minutes. It was nothing compared to sitting for hours in the cold wind at the awards ceremony.”

“How should I really do that?”

“So, I would like to ask that the stage costumes this time be made with care to keep you warm.”

“That would be great. But ‘Phaethon’ has such a strong summer feel to it. Is that okay?”

“What would Director Yoon Hee-yeon, the universe’s strongest visual director, do?”

“hmm.”

Seongpil didn’t give a proper answer.

Erica often felt that Sungpil’s nerves were getting edgy whenever Yoon Heeyeon’s story came up. Sungpil hates Yoon Heeyeon.

Why is that?

It was difficult to know the exact reason, but Erica had a guess.

‘It must be because of me.’

It is a well-known fact that Yoon Hee-yeon treats Erica badly. In particular, didn’t Sung-pil witness the scene right next to him?

‘Someone cherishes me as their number one.’

That feeling must have been revealed as hostility towards Yoon Hee-yeon. Erica felt warm inside when she felt Seong-pil’s fandom.

It could be because of the warm coffee.

“Ah, Samurai Girls is finally over. One less thing to do.”

Erica glanced at Seongpil.

And then he spoke again.

“It was hard to prepare for Samurai Girls, but I’m glad it ended on a good note.”

Erica glanced at Seongpil again.

“It’s fortunate that it’s finally over, but there’s a lot to prepare for even after Samurai Girls ends, so it’s a big deal.”

“Well, Erika-san, you were also preparing for your solo debut project. It must have been hard.”

Erica’s expression brightened.

“Really. That’s why I regret it. If I could have canceled or postponed at least one of the things I was doing, I could have improved the performance quality of ‘Sweet.’ Even half as much as Rika… … .”

“Eri, Rika didn’t do ‘Song for People’ activities and ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’ at the same time… … .”

“I had more work to do than that.”

“Oh, I see. Sorry, I didn’t know.”

Then a plate was placed on the table. It was a simple menu with only salad, toast, and orange juice.

“Oh, Yubin. You took good care of it. You’re amazing.”

“Do I look like I have pink hair?”

“It was Rika.”

“Please compliment me again!”

“You took good care of it. It’s great.”

Rika sat elegantly, sipping her orange juice. The sunlight streaming in through the car window served as natural lighting, brightening her mood.

No, it’s not just because of the sun.

Something has definitely changed with Rika.

Erica asked in a trembling voice, seeing Rika’s elegant attitude that didn’t suit her.

“Rika, what happened?”

Rika had a subtle smile like the morning sunlight.

“huh.”

“… … !”

Erica’s radar has been activated.

‘Such a satisfying smile.’

Erica glanced at Seongpil.

“What? Why me? Why are you looking at me? Are you trying to misunderstand me again like before?”

“I threw a joke at you. So, what happened?”

“Please stop looking at me.”

“Eri-chan.”

The usual Rika even had a determined air when facing Erica.

Her flushed cheeks seemed to burn with a sense of urgency, and her delicate eyebrows also showed a firmness that seemed to have been drawn roughly with a brush.

But the current Rika, unlike the past when she was rough like an oil painting, looked calm like a watercolor painting.

“It’s a bit of a long story, would you like to listen?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Eri-chan was a wall to me.”

It’s an unexpectedly serious topic.

“I always wanted to get over it, but I couldn’t picture it happening. And I always made excuses.”

If I could do this.

If I were in this situation.

If the horizontal enter is enlarged.

If the Girls’ League becomes famous.

“My determination didn’t go beyond the realm of ‘if I do it.’ Furthermore, deep down, I wasn’t sure that even if that ‘if I do it’ came true, I would be able to surpass Eri-chan. They were all excuses. However, yesterday, all the ‘ifs’ were in place. Eri-chan was someone who seemed absolutely impossible to surpass… … .”

I thought it was a wall that I could not overcome no matter what I did. But I kept pushing forward without regard for the means and methods, and I finally broke it.

It was an invention of possibility.

“It was a very small gap, but I saw light in it. Right? ‘Can I do it?’ and ‘I can do it’ are two different concepts, right? There’s a world of difference between being confident and not being confident. I finally… … became confident.”

“… … You can beat me?”

“Yeah. That’s what Samurai Girls was like, right? When I suggested it to Eri-chan, did you forget already?”

“What are you two talking about? This is the first time I’ve heard of it. What kind of competition have you decided to have…?”

“I started to believe in myself. No, I started to believe in Director Park. I finally started to believe in the courage that Director Park gave me whenever he pitifully compared me to Eri-chan.”

“What did Director Park say?”

“Hey, Yubin, why isn’t she coming? Go look for her and come back.”

Erica grabbed Seongpil’s wrist and sat him back down on the chair.

“What did you say?”

“No. I don’t want to say anything because I think Eri-chan will get hurt.”

“Can you tell me?”

“Ugh, I don’t want to. It would be bad if Eri-chan from K-Us, the girl group that started K-pop, the past, the present, and the history of K-pop, got hurt.”

Erica slowly bit her lip with a pale face.

“Director Park, what did you say?”

“I’m old and my memory isn’t that good.”

“Can you speak as the first person?”

“Eri-chan, stop bothering the director. It doesn’t really matter what the director said, right? Don’t you need to reflect on yourself? I didn’t say anything because I thought it couldn’t be helped, but Eri-chan, on stage… … .”

“I am…….”

Erica turned her hand on the table into a fist, as if she was going to dig her nails into the table.

“I was busy. I know that’s no excuse, but I was busy.”

Rika slowly nodded her head.

“I see, Eri-chan was busy… … .”

“If only I had just a little more time, not an excuse, but just a little more time, I wouldn’t have shown such a miserable side.”

Noah’s face next to him became gloomy.

‘If Erii is ugly, then my performance is… … .’

Rika heard Erica’s excuses as if they were excuses.

“I see. If I had just a little more time, I wouldn’t have shown such a hideous appearance… … .”

“Why are you doing this? You suddenly say you can beat me, you won, what does that mean?”

“plural.”

“……plural?”

“It keeps coming to mind. What Eri-chan said that day when I asked her to join Samurai Girls. No matter how much I try to erase it, it keeps coming to mind.”

“What did Erii say?”

“Ha, don’t do that.”

Erica turned pale as a sheet of paper and shook her head vigorously.

“Rika, don’t. Please… … .”

“Honestly, I feel bad when I hear people say they’re going to win, beat, or overtake. Look here.”

“Don’t do that!”

“The history of KS Entertainment is the history of K-pop. My seniors are history, and I will be the same. Are you arrogantly comparing yourself to a miracle that only happened once in history?”

“I’ll kill you!”

Seongpil caught Erica and stopped her from killing Rika.

Noah, listening to Rika’s story, looked increasingly tired and glanced at Erica.

Rika didn’t stop talking.

“You know what? I thought you’d be chosen as the debut member of KAUS. Not as the main member, but as a side member. I thought you’d be a member who would make me stand out as KAUS’ sub-member.”

“Eri, wake up… … .”

“That’s all fabrication, lies, and nonsense!”

“Oh, but you didn’t even become a hero’s sidekick. Poor Rika. Face the reality. You’ve been officially told by the best producer in South Korea that you ‘cannot be the best’… … .”

Rika bit her teeth and stared at Erica with eyes that were burning with flames.

“It’s a judged piece of wood.”

“Eri, isn’t this a bit too much… … .”

“Ah, no, I, no, no… … .”

“different.”

All playfulness disappeared from Rika’s voice, leaving only seriousness.

The imitation is over now.

“I can forgive everything else. But I absolutely cannot forgive this part, so if I win, I definitely want to refute it. The best producer in Korea is here. Director Park Sung-pil. I am an idol who has been officially acknowledged as ‘the best’ by the best producer in Korea. Director Park.”

Rika pulled Seongpil, who was holding onto Erica, and placed him next to her. Then she smiled brightly and asked.

“Right?”

Seongpil couldn’t dare open his mouth.

Even though she didn’t hear any answer, Rika looked refreshed.

“Ah, really. Ten years of constipation has all gone away. Finally, finally, I can say this to Eri-chan. I’m so glad. I’m so glad. Never again!”

Rika, who I thought had calmed down, started to gain momentum again.

“I won’t let you listen to that kind of talk again! I won’t let you insult me ​​or Director Park! If you insult me, you’re insulting Director Park, who elected me, and if you insult Director Park, you’re insulting the director!”

Rika, who had been angry, closed her eyes.

When she came back up, she was smiling again.

“It was hard for me to forgive myself in the past. I couldn’t forgive myself for staying silent even after hearing Director Park’s insults, no matter how many times I thought about it. Even when Director Park was right next to me.”

I felt helpless, embarrassed and miserable.

I felt sorry for Seongpil.

“How scared I must have been of you. But, not anymore. I wanted to tell Eri-chan that. And I wanted to apologize to Director Park. Director, I’m sorry.”

“Ah, no, no… … .”

“… … .”

Erica was dumbfounded.

There was also the reason that Noah, who was precious and cute, looked at him differently because his true identity was revealed.

But the biggest reason was Rica’s change.

I clearly told you back then. Rika, you haven’t changed at all since you were a trainee.

‘No, it’s different. It must have been different… … .’

It’s been 6 years, so of course things have changed.

Rika, who used to sit by Erica’s side, unable to straighten her shoulders and cower, is no longer there.

“I want to apologize for treating me like a loser, but I’ll stop here. Let’s consider what I said back then as repaying what I said just now. Are you okay, Eri-chan?”

“… … .”

Erica sat quietly. The verbal abuse she had hurled at Rika was all true.

That was the moment when Erica’s mask was taken off. And now, it is the moment when Rika’s mask is taken off.

Erica bowed her head slightly.

“No, I apologize. What I said back then was harsh.”

An immediate apology.

Rika opened her eyes wide in surprise.

“But I can’t help it, I’ve never thought of you as anything like a rival. But when you said you’d beat me or something, I just felt bad.”

“Wasn’t it fabrication, lies, and a hoax… …?”

“Rather, if I were to say a rival, it would be Seol-ha. If I were to see the Girls’ League as an enemy, that enemy would be Seol-ha in the concrete form of that enemy. But now, I get it. I’ll admit it. The first million copies sold.”

Noah, who was nearby, was startled by her straightforward speech.

Erica’s index finger went to Rika’s chest.

“Right below me, I admit it.”

Seongpil wanted to run away from here right away. Noah seemed to feel the same way. The two kept exchanging glances as they tried to figure out the timing for their escape.

“I said it in Busan, but I have a goal. I’ll say it again. I want to make Director Park cry.”

“Huh? Who? Me? Ah… … .”

“I will make you shed endless tears like rain after watching my stage. The best producer who chose you will be moved after seeing me. I don’t even remember when this goal started. However, it was a clear goal that I had all along. Let me tell you in advance, Director Jeong Ho-hwan has never once shed tears or even exclaimed in admiration after watching your stage.”

Seongpil became depressed.

“So this is another showdown. Who will make each other’s producer cry first… … .”

What kind of match is that?

“The loser will suffer a complete downfall not only in the match, but also as an idol.”

“Hmm… …Team Leader Park, is that it?”

“I don’t know either.”

“good.”

Rika accepted.

“I’ll tell you in advance, Director Park has never shed tears or even a runny nose while watching Keus’s performance.”

“… … Ah, Yubin!”

Yubin, who seemed to have been kicked out of the restaurant, returned to his seat. He sat down with a drowsy face, putting his phone in his pocket.

“I’m sorry, Director Park. I got a sudden call. Huh? Rika and Erica are here too. But why is the atmosphere like this?”

“Hey, what is this on your plate? Eat some more!”

“Huh? No, I have to eat less because I’m going to show off my abs on stage for the awards ceremony… … .”

“What abs! Women like a little soft belly fat! Let’s go eat some more!”

“No, why are you doing this? I’m not eating any more! By the way, Erica? Dong-hyun hyung contacted me and said he wanted me to come back as soon as possible.”

“yes?”

Erica stopped her staring contest with Rika.

“As soon as possible, are you saying I should just come back right away?”

“I already told you. Since I have already decided to leave the program, I cannot return immediately.”

“And then?”

“I just understand… … .”

I guess so.

I have a confirmed schedule, so it’s difficult to come back without warning.

“There’s still one TV broadcast left anyway. I can just film it and go back right away, so there won’t be any big problems.”

“I hope so.”

Erica sighed and looked at Rika again. Rika was still in a fighting stance. She was snorting and antagonizing Erica.

It seems like the declaration that he would make Seongpil cry has had a positive effect.

Like a woman who heard, ‘I’m going to sleep with your boyfriend.’

‘Huh? So Ricardo declared in return that she’d sleep with my boyfriend. What’s the deal with that?’

Was the metaphor inappropriate?

Well, it seems like I’ve hit Rika once, so that’s fine.

“Now that everyone is here, let’s stop fighting.”

“Who were you fighting with?”

“Pink-haired senior, let’s put that aside for later. We have to talk about the program we’re going to be on tomorrow. We don’t have time. Did you say it was a music talk program?”

“Yes. The plot is probably familiar to you. Singing, talking with the MC, singing again, talking with the MC. It’s no different from when you had a meeting with the writers. You can fill the 20 minutes of broadcast time like this. I think there will be about 100 people in the audience.”

A 20-minute broadcast time means that filming will take longer than that.

“What’s unique is that this is a program that invites ‘singers.’ So, we have to exclude dance performances from ‘Sweet’ and use instruments. I heard Rika is going to DJ. Is that okay?”

First of all, ‘Sweet’ is a kawaii future bass genre.

You can’t implement that with something like a band instrument.

“I’ll show you Atashi’s (my) splendid launch pad skills, so leave the ‘sweets’ to me!”

Jung Ho-hwan also once admired Rika’s splendid DJing skills and said, “I can’t do that… ”

‘Sweet’ will be Rika’s solo stage. Erika and Noah will add vocals, but it seems like Rika will be the center of attention.

“The important thing is ‘Lotus.’ It’s an acoustic version with guitar and piano. But Director Park made a different suggestion.”

Everyone’s attention was focused on Seongpil.

Seongpil looked excited, glad that the conversation had finally moved to a more normal topic.

“It’s just a small suggestion, but I would like Erika-san to play the electric guitar. I think it would add a skillful performance to ‘Lotus’.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to arrange it today.”

Why did Sungpil ask to use an electric guitar?

Erica guessed why, and the answer came right away.

“I see that the singer who is appearing on the program with us is someone who plays acoustic music. Are you trying to avoid overlapping the atmosphere?”

It’s good for broadcasting because you have to change the atmosphere with the musicians you’re appearing with, so you can get more screen time and it won’t be boring.

It seems like they are trying to rearrange ‘Lotus’ into a band sound to match the atmosphere of ‘Sweet’ that Rika is DJing.

“I think I can put more effort into the arrangement when I look at the styles of other performers. Could you tell me their names?”

“It’s Tomoyo.”

“Tomoe?”

Noah blinked his eyes.

“Isn’t he the number one singer on the charts right now? I’m singing on the same stage as him… … .”

Noah waved his hand in surprise.

“That, that kind of person is coming, so I’m going to be the main vocalist? With the title of singer?!”

“That’s right, Oogaito Noah.”

“Suddenly with your full name?!”

“Please take care of me, Mr. Oogaito.”

“You’ve become more polite?!”