Rockstar Again - Chapter 85



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Episode 85. What men live by (2)

In front of TVK Media Center in Sangam-dong.

While people were rushing out.

Lee Yu-jin, Park Ha-eun, and Park Min-jae.

The three people stared at the entrance with their necks stretched out.

After wandering around like that for a while, a small schoolgirl comes running towards me in a hurry.

“Hey! Where have you been?”

When Lee Yu-jin opened her mouth first, Park Min-jae followed suit and moved his tongue.

“I guess he went to take a dump.”

Dinosaurs have small brains compared to their large size.

And Nam Bo-mi, who had been breathing heavily for a long time, responded, realizing once again that high school boys clearly had brains comparable to those of dinosaurs.

“No. That’s not it… … Hey. Phew… … But you guys really didn’t know where I went?”

“What the hell? You have to tell me.”

“How can you say that! I fainted!”

I can feel the eyes of my friends confirming whether Nam Bo-mi’s words about fainting are true.

Although I think that maybe they didn’t notice that I fell because my friends were behind me, I still feel disappointed.

“Fainted? When?”

“Just now! You fainted while watching the Blue Porcelain stage!”

“really?”

“Then I would lie!”

I yelled at Park Min-jae, but he just sniffed and only Lee Yu-jin and Park Ha-eun lowered their heads.

Nam Bo-mi poured out her story while mixing gestures with her hands and feet.

“I suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed. When I came to, I was lying in some room. Some guy carried me and ran, but you guys didn’t know anything about that and watched the whole show. The PD guy brought me water. Huh? So I was trying to go back in, but the show was over. I can’t go back to where you guys are. I was so upset!”

“… … I don’t really know what you’re talking about, but anyway, you’re saying that you fainted and then some old man saved you?”

“right!”

“Oh, right! Hey! Park Min-jae, you said you were close with Dong-ha oppa, right?”

Park Min-jae sniffles at Nam Bo-mi’s words without context.

“… … We’re not close. I don’t know him. And even if we were close, you wouldn’t believe me anyway, so why are you asking?”

“Oh, come on! Regardless of whether we believe you or not, I told you that we’re close! At Dong-ha’s house, you and your father ate ramen together!”

“… … Yeah. That’s right.”

“Then guess who the old man in this photo is.”

Nam Bo-mi, who said that, turned on her cell phone, pulled up a picture, and held it out.

Park Min-jae, who turned his head to check the photo on his cell phone, answered in less than 5 seconds.

“Huh? That’s Dong-ha’s father? Where did you take this picture?”

Although it is a side view, it is clearly captured so it is not difficult to tell the difference.

“Really?! Is this guy really your father-in-law?”

“What is your father-in-law?”

“Hey, me too, me too! Let me see too!”

Park Ha-eun sticks her face in and checks the man on her phone.

Lee Yu-jin, who had been pretending not to be interested, also joined quietly.

The person holding the cell phone actually has his eyes turned towards Park Min-jae.

“… … Minjae, you were really close with Dongha oppa?”

“You’ve been calling me a liar by telling me that all this time, and now all of a sudden? Did you hit your head when you passed out? Let me check to see if you have any.”

“Even if you believe me, it’s fucking ridiculous. Anyway, this old man saved me. He was with the PD. When I came to my senses and was about to leave, there were two people outside the door saying, “Father, father,” and then they came to see Dong-ha. So I was like, “Wow! What is this? Is Dong-ha’s father?” and I secretly took a picture when the door opened.”

The order is a bit messed up, but it’s understandable.

However, Park Min-jae, who had been insisting that Vocal A move, responded with a bashful face.

“Why did Dong-ha’s father come here?”

“Hey, you idiot! You said it yourself! Vocal A is Dong Ha oppa! That’s it! You said you contacted Dong Ha oppa? Contact him! I have proof!”

* * *

hmm.

It was as expected.

I never thought I would be able to completely hide my identity when I started my activities.

There are so many uncontrollable variables in human affairs.

If you want to keep a secret, you have to hide it so tightly that not even your hair is visible, but we perform regularly.

You have no choice but to meet that many people, and you are exposed to corresponding risks.

But still… …I’m holding on while patching it up.

I never thought I would get robbed in such an unexpected place.

I tapped my fingers to send a message to Nureongi.

[Nureong-ah. Are you bragging outside? I am Dong-ha’s father. And you say that?]

[Nureongi: What are you talking about? It’s annoying.]

[Yoyoyo, a bald eagle in his twenties with only a pout. I got bald because of you.]

Maybe it’s because he’s an old man who gives orders here and there at the hospital, but his answers are immediate.

[Nureongi: Speak so I can understand.]

[You. Outside. With PD Ahn Chi-seop. Yes, yes, Dong-ha’s father. Go inside. Something like this happened. And it happened at TVK Broadcasting Station. Because of that, I got caught being Blue Porcelain. Okay? Do you understand?]

[Nureongi: ??]

[I really want to hit that question mark.]

[Nureongi: Really…?]

I sent the unbelieving Nureongi a photo I received from Nostril.

Then, after about 2 or 3 minutes without any response, a message comes.

[Nureongi: … … When on earth was this taken? Hey… … I’m sorry.]

It doesn’t feel good to see you apologizing for killing so much grass.

Still, I guess you must have taken the time to come and find me.

That’s why dogs and people have to have fluffy fur. Since the fur is thick, even if the tail curls up, it’s sad.

I, as a mentally mature adult, should embrace it.

[It’s okay. At least you saved a kid. Good job, my Nureongi.]

[Nureongi: … … Get out.]

Bounce.

A smile appears on my lips for no reason.

It’s not that difficult to solve.

As the saying goes, luck is in the air, so I just happened to get caught up in a nostril bug.

Wheeing.

My phone rings, I check it and it’s my nostril.

[Nostrils: Brother! I’m here! And my friends!]

“Should he have been arrested when he was the one leaking unreleased music?”

[Come up to the third floor.]

I answered by tapping my hand and closed my phone.

* * *

“wow…….”

“Oppa… … I’m a fan… … .”

“me too.”

Three female students are shaking their bodies like skeins of sand.

“Are you cold?”

“Huh?”

“Just a minute. I’ll turn up the heater. Why are you guys shivering?”

“Ah… … Yes, yes… … Thank youu …

I went to the thermostat on the wall in the recording studio, raised the temperature by about 3 degrees, and looked back.

The three female students sitting on the sofa get up from their seats.

The nostrils follow along without even knowing what’s going on.

“Why are you up?”

“Huh… … ? Ah… … .”

Honestly, when my friends told me they were coming with me, I imagined a pretty crazy future.

Or make a noise like “wak wak”.

Like running around and stuff.

When I saw the kids running wild at the concert hall, I thought it would be like that in real life.

But it drops strangely.

“There are blackmailers and voyeurs next to music leakers… … The saying that birds of a feather flock together isn’t for nothing.”

I sat on the corner of the sofa.

This is where Taejoo hyung likes to sit, but he’s not in the practice room today.

Brother Youngpil and Brother Dongsik too.

Since I was the only one who got caught, I chased them out to hide my brothers’ identities.

If you show it off here and there and accidentally run into your hyungs, isn’t it possible that they will figure out the identities of the other members?

It may be hard to guess considering the ages of the brothers, but it can’t hurt to be careful.

“But… … Are you really close with Minjae… … ?”

The smallest of the girls asks in a trembling voice.

I checked his nostrils and his eyes were trembling.

I guess you’re worried that something else might come out of my mouth.

“Not close.”

“Really… …?”

“uh.”

At the short answer, a fanatic’s light bursts out from Park Min-jae’s eyes.

“He’s a bit quirky. He doesn’t have any concept of copyright and uploads unreleased songs of other people on YouTube. He threatens people with photos. And what else? He picks their nostrils all the time. But he’s a good kid. Oh. And he seems a bit lacking.”

“… … Brother … … Why are you suddenly like this when you were walking well… … ?”

“Anyway, keep it a secret. Nostrils and the Three Musketeers.”

“Nostrils… … and the Three Musketeers?”

“Yeah. You guys didn’t even tell me your names. You just kept saying “yeeeeehe” and making goat noises.”

And so on.

I did this and that.

Walk around the building and show people around.

Let’s order rice and eat together.

“Oppa… … Can you play the guitar for me… … ?”

“Stop making goat noises and I’ll hit you.”

“… … Ah… … This is so… … I’m nervous… … .”

“… … .”

“yes…….”

The kids kept nagging me so much that I even gave them a guitar to play.

“Oh, that’s annoying. Aren’t you guys going to your house?”

That’s what I said though.

I secretly hoped you wouldn’t go.

Anyway, I’m the only one in the practice room today.

I get bored when I’m alone… … .

I said it was annoying, but it was actually fun to talk to people my age after a long time.

“Can you please take just one picture?”

“No, that’s not possible. I’ll take a picture of you later when I show my face. I’ll call all of you and do it.”

“You promised? Really?”

“Have I been living a life of deception?”

After eating and chatting together for a few hours, the goat stopped making noises.

So, I was leading a revival meeting that was also a time of silence with new believers.

“Uh… … Brother?”

I glance over and see his nostrils staring intently at his cell phone.

But why is it so frozen?

“why?”

“Um… … Hey… … In your band… … is Hong Young-pil there?”

thud-.

At that moment, I heard my heart drop.

What is this?

How does your nostril know that?

Did you notice anything else while looking around the practice room?

Did I say I would show you the practice room for nothing? I opened my mouth with my head in a jumble of thoughts.

I tried my best to keep my voice as straight as possible.

“… … What does that mean?”

He raises his head at my words and his nostrils stick out the phone.

“Here it is. There’s an article. Look.”

Although it’s not an age where presbyopia is coming, I snatched Park Min-jae’s cell phone.

[(Hidden Magazine Exclusive Report) Blue Porcelain’s member C was entertainer Hong Young-pil?!]

Swish, swish.

Let’s quickly scroll through the screen, and there are even photos of evidence that you can’t miss.

A tall man wearing a mask and sunglasses riding in a car.

A woman and child with mosaic faces.

This is my sister-in-law and Daeyoon.

Even the sight of Youngpil getting out of the car with a bright smile upon seeing his family.

Since the clothes and body type are the same, it is impossible to say that the member who got in the car and Youngpil who got out are not the same person.

As a signal, my cell phone, which I had kept in my pocket, starts to glow and falls.

I quickly put my hand out to take out my cell phone, and the caller is Gu Seol-ryeong.

[Devil Granny]

“hello?”

-Did you see the article?

Judging from his somewhat stiff speech, which is unusual for a Savior, it seems like this is a big deal.

Still, what made me believe it was that he didn’t show any sign of being agitated, except for his stiffened speech.

“yes.”

-Where are you, Youngpil? Are you in the practice room?

“no.”

-What? Why? You were just stuck in the practice room the whole time?

“I sent you home because something happened. Sort of… … vacation?”

―Huh… … . Home… … Okay, I understand.

“Is this being trained?”

-You have to make things that can’t be done, not just things that can be done. And our company is good at this.

Are you the kind of person who shines in times of crisis?

I haven’t heard anything particularly trustworthy, but just hearing a confident voice gives me some reassurance.