Save a Failed Idol's Life C.212:

Translator: MarcTempest

Editor: NicoleTempest

Chapter 212 Finding their own way to live

I quickly lifted my eyelids that wouldn’t open and replied.

[Me] Morning, or afternoon? 5:02 PM

He must have been checking his phone constantly, because he replied right away.

[H] Probably around 2 PM? 5:04 PM

Are the students on vacation now? If Christmas hasn’t passed yet, then they still are. There must be screams everywhere. My mouth was bitter.

Just a few days ago, the community was on fire with the rumor that they were preparing for the season 3 audition announcement of My Idol Stage.

After My Idol 1, the debut group of My Idol 2 also disbanded without even completing the two-year curse, so I didn’t know what would happen to that either.

‘If they have money, they’ll try to do it again.’

Next time, they’ll try to execute a more meticulous plan without getting caught. They must think they were unlucky to get caught for something trivial.

Given the situation, the news came that the footage of ‘Bravo Solo Life’, which was scheduled to air for this Christmas season, was also edited out.

[H] I’m sorry for making you suffer because of us… 5:06 PM

Hwijin sent me a series of yellow bears that looked like either bears or lions, crying their eyes out.

I was still expressionless as I poked the bear with my fingertip and typed.

[Me] If you’re so sorry, you could give me a 5% discount on the commission. 5:07 PM

Hwijin’s mental state was a bit off, but he still had some reason left, as he replied right away.

[H] That’s a bit; 5:07 PM

And then he sent me several more bears running away with sweat.

Anyway, he didn’t seem to be the type to lose out at times like this.

[Me] When is the official termination date of the contract? 5:08 PM

I had to tie him up with paperwork quickly so he couldn’t say anything else. I wasn’t a charity worker either, so I needed a quick job.

[H] We all agreed to terminate the contract by midnight today, and I think we can start a new exclusive contract from tomorrow! 5:09 PM

Hwijin sent me a positive and energetic bear emoticon for the first time. I thought it was ugly at first, but the more I looked at it, the more cute it seemed.

I quickly replied that I understood and put down my phone.

Then I flopped down on the bed and got up again with a rebound.

“I can’t be doing this. I need to find people quickly.”

I had to assign training staff to them if I brought them over, and I had to make a plan for how they would work in the future.

What I picked up were two adult men and a boy who would become an adult in a week, but I had no idea why I had so much work to do.

I couldn’t waste a single moment, so I picked up my phone again.

“Ah, yes. Jinkyung. I’m sorry to bother you, but I need you to speed up the recruitment process for the staff I mentioned before…”

It was an urgent situation, so I informed her that the Floss 2 sales were confirmed and the other one was pending.

Jinkyung doubted his ears.

“What? Who and who are joining our agency?”

He must have spilled his tumbler or something, because there was a long sigh and the sound of office supplies rolling around on the desk.

“Hwijin and Yu-geon. Naru is still pending.”

“Oh… Then we really need to hurry up. I’ll try to find someone who has experience, and can be deployed to the field quickly.”

“Yes, please. And also…”

“Can I ask what’s bothering you so much?”

I had a rough idea, but I wanted to hear it from him. I asked as Kyunghwa looked out the car window.

“I just… hate it.”

“What?”

“I hate the sight of him.”

I almost laughed at his childish answer. It was much more immature than I expected.

“Who do you hate the sight of so much?”

I swallowed a chuckle, like an uncle teasing his nephew. Kyunghwa glared at me and retorted.

“You just laughed, didn’t you?”

I shook my head right away.

“No? I didn’t laugh.”

“Don’t lie. You’re laughing right now.”

But what can I do? It’s funny. He always acts like the big brother! He has to keep his cool! He carries a heavy burden on his shoulders, but he rarely complains. He knows what’s good for him, but he’s stubborn about it.

“I won’t laugh if you tell me who you hate the sight of so much.”

This bastard is laughing. I’m holding back because I’m driving.

That’s very generous of him. I snickered and tried to talk to Kyunghwa again.

“Are you really not going to tell me? We won’t have time to talk like this when we go to the meeting. From then on, it’s all business. Are you okay with that?”

“Honesty can freeze to death.”

Kyunghwa acted like a teenager and crossed his arms. Then, after a long silence, he opened his mouth.

“It’s just… Kang Yu-geon and I don’t get along at all.”

“In what way?”

I knew that Yu-geon had a style that easily rubbed Kyunghwa the wrong way. But he got along well with Yi-jun, didn’t he?

What’s the difference between Yi-jun and Yu-geon? If it’s about being childish and selfish, Naru is even worse than Yu-geon.

As for Hwijin… well, he’s the type that makes people hate him because he’s too straight-laced.

I felt like I had to figure out why Kyunghwa hated Yu-geon so much. It seemed like the only way to reduce the friction between them.

“He annoys me. He makes everything look easy.”

I was surprised by his unexpected answer. I thought that would be Kyunghwa’s trigger point, but it applied more to Yi-jun than to Yu-geon.

“That’s also true for Oh Yi-jun, isn’t it?”

I blurted out what I really thought and Kyunghwa was startled.

“Hey, how can you compare him to Kang Yu-geon?”

How can I not? They’re very similar. Of course, Yi-jun is more controllable and easier to cooperate with than Yu-geon, but still.

“They’re not similar? They’re both talented, they think everything is easy, and they solve things confidently.”

“They’re totally different.”

Kyunghwa clamped his mouth shut, as if he knew his logic was flawed.

“If it’s because Oh Yi-jun takes care of you and that’s why you like him, maybe you’ll get along with Kang Yu-geon if you become friends with him?”

I wasn’t sure. But he seemed like a decent guy, at least 99% of the time. He followed my orders obediently.

Kyunghwa gestured for me to stop talking. I hesitated for a moment. A rational doubt crossed my mind, but I couldn’t say it out loud.

‘Could it be… that he thinks Kang Yu-geon had an easy life, and that includes his family situation?’

Kyunghwa didn’t know that Yu-geon had a hard time since he was young because of his father’s work. But he knew that Yi-jun was an orphan and grew up under his grandmother’s care.

It was a really unfortunate story, but I had no choice because I had no time.

“I’m going to the office right now, so I think we need to have a strategy meeting from 7 o’clock. Have dinner in advance.”

It was impossible not to understand what he meant by having dinner and meeting at 7 p.m. Jinkyung didn’t want to accept reality for a moment, so he didn’t answer right away.

“Except for Yun Dae-ri, the accounting manager, the rest of you can gather together.”

I expected Jinkyung’s expression to be like a bolt from the blue, but I didn’t want to do this. I swallowed a sigh and looked at the distant mountain, feeling like a villain for a while.

“Sigh…”

After receiving a reply that he understood, I hung up the phone and went to the living room. Everyone’s eyes were looking at me with curiosity.

“Let’s eat quickly.”

As I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, Seon-woo seemed worried and followed me around with Pposili.

“Brother, aren’t you pushing yourself too hard? I think you can sleep more and wake up…”

I shook my head firmly.

“I have to have a meeting with the planning department, so I have to go out right after dinner.”

It was lucky that the snow melted during the day. It would have been a hassle to have a video conference if the road was frozen.

Kyunghwa came up to me and asked with genuine concern.

“What if you collapse like this…”

I shut Kyunghwa’s mouth before he could say anything more.

“Don’t worry. You’re going too. If I collapse, you pick me up and bring me.”

Kyunghwa frowned as if he was saying something crazy.

“I’m serious.”

“What?”

“We’re leaving at 6:10, so you guys can split the dishes.”

As I asked them to clean up, looking at the guys who were tied up as brothers, Ye-jun made an OK sign with his finger.

“What kind of meeting are you having all of a sudden…”

“Go and talk there.”

I shut Kyunghwa’s mouth first and forced him to sit in front of the table. Kyunghwa, who was trapped between the table and the chair, struggled, but I didn’t care and pushed him.

The dinner menu was kimchi fried rice that could be eaten quickly.

The main topping was low-salt bacon with less oil and a half-cooked egg that dripped yolk when it popped.

There was also a well-ripened new kimchi, which I stir-fried and served. Suddenly, I felt a sense of crisis that I was eating too comfortably lately.

“I’m going to eat salad again tomorrow.”

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As I put down the frying pan with a stern and serious expression, Seon-woo’s eyebrows went downhill.

“It’s no use looking at me like that.”

I’m on a forced break now, but I’ll be busier later. Seon-woo chewed the greasy rice with a strong will to enjoy the oily taste a little more.

I finished dinner in no time and dragged Kyunghwa to the office.

Kyunghwa asked me with a lot of complaints.

“Are you really going to recruit Floss?”

It was already confirmed, not planned. The conditions were roughly coordinated, so I couldn’t delay the discussion any longer.

“Yeah. I think it would be better for us to take care of it for now.”

Kyunghwa’s lips popped out. I looked out the front window and asked.

I wondered if that was the difference.

‘If I point that out now, he’ll get angry and call me a jerk.’

I kept my mouth shut for now. The office was almost right in front of us.

‘Maybe it’ll be easier than I thought.’

Kyunghwa was also kind-hearted like me and couldn’t shake off anyone who looked pitiful to him.

‘First of all… I have to talk to the staff too.’

I parked the car in a suitable spot and went up to the office with Kyunghwa.

“Oh, Ise, you’re here? And you brought Kyunghwa with you?”

Kyunghwa entered the office with a slight nervousness, as it had a relatively horizontal atmosphere.

“Hello, I’m Ryu Kyunghwa.”

“Ah, hello. Nice to meet you. Here’s my business card first.”

Kyunghwa received business cards from the planning department one after another, but he had nothing to give back, so he looked awkwardly blank and muttered in embarrassment.

“Should I sign something for you?”

Jinkyung suppressed a laugh and answered.

“I’ll ask you later. We have a meeting room ready for now.”

Soon the meeting room door closed with a click, and I introduced the three people from the planning department to Kyunghwa.

The meeting, which started off quite warmly, continued for days.