Save a Failed Idol’s Life - Chapter 31
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Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: NicoleTempest
Chapter 31 The Weight of a Tiny Crown (3)
[Doesn’t Na Seon-woo look like he gained some weight?]
That sentence was quickly buried by other chats, but it was stuck in my head.
[He looked thinner in the photoshoot he did before]
[Did he give up on his diet now? LOL]
[Did he have a reason to eat salad?]
There seemed to be only one or two people who were persistently talking about Seon-woo’s weight.
They were not many in number, but…
Since the chat was not scrolling up too fast, the content that stood out stayed on the screen for a long time.
I pretended to carry on naturally and looked around at the members. Kyunghwa was calm, as if nothing had happened.
Yi-jun didn’t seem too excited either, and Seong-won was composed.
‘The problem is his own reaction…’
Seon-woo’s eyes were noticeably shaky. He was going to cause trouble at this rate.
‘What should I do…’
We couldn’t show any signs that we had seen the hate comments in a situation where every moment was being broadcast live.
That would be like throwing them more food. The best solution was to act like we didn’t see anything and steer the conversation to another topic.
“Shall we start then? Let’s begin with preparing the ingredients.”
According to the roles we had decided beforehand, Seon-woo and Kyunghwa brought the leafy vegetables that they had sorted by type.
Fortunately or unfortunately, the camera quality was not good enough to capture it clearly, but Seon-woo’s hand was trembling slightly.
“When you wash the leafy vegetables, don’t just soak them in water because you’re lazy, but wash them one by one.”
As they used the water from the sink, the ribbons they had tied behind their backs were visible, and thankfully, the chat started to scroll up.
[The ribbons are so cute LOL]
[Did they all tie ribbons behind their backs?]
[Only the blond one doesn’t have a ribbon]
[He’s not blond, he’s Seong-won!]
Maybe it was because there were a lot of people who didn’t know Climax well. Many people referred to the members by their hair color or physical features.
I was the handsome black-haired one among them.
[What’s the name of the handsome black-haired one?]
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[He’s Cheon Ise, the main dancer! He’s the one who made the salad!]
A handful of Climax fans who were really few in number answered the questions that poured out instead of us.
Eventually, Kyunghwa wisely paused the progress and made an introduction time.
“Since we’ve washed all the ingredients, before we explain each vegetable one by one, let’s take a moment to introduce ourselves.”
“Yeah, it seems like you’re all curious about who we are.”
Yi-jun smiled mischievously and winked at the screen. Then he picked a chicory from the tray he had put to drain the water and bit into it.
[He’s eating so naturally LOL]
[It’s so natural that I can’t even point it out LOL]
Maybe it looked attractive, but the speed of the chat was incredibly fast. The hearts that came up every time the viewers pressed like also grew rapidly.
‘As expected… This guy doesn’t need to be put in the main role, he’ll shine when he gets a chance.’
I felt relieved by the relaxed atmosphere and took over the progress from Kyunghwa.
“First of all, I’m Cheon Ise, the leader and main dancer of Climax. I’m also into cooking these days, so I’m helping out with the members’ diet.”
“Wow~. Hyung is really good at cooking. It’s more delicious than eating out.”
“That’s right. It’s really delicious!”
As Yi-jun and Seon-woo agreed with good timing, another troublemaker appeared in the chat.
[Is that why he’s been feeding him and making him fat?]
What the hell is he doing?
I wanted to block him right away with the manager function, but I didn’t have the manpower.
I hoped Seon-woo wouldn’t see it, but unfortunately, he seemed to have already seen it.
Seon-woo’s cheeks, which had barely calmed down, turned bright red.
I should have said Seon-woo had another schedule today and couldn’t come.
I passed the introduction to Yi-jun’s turn and started to think.
“I’m Oh Yi-jun, the main rapper and, uh… I’m also a sub dancer in the profile, right?”
“How am I supposed to remember that?”
“Kyunghwa hyung is a MC with poor preparation~.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You should remember that!”
“Okay~. I’m not sure about the sub dancer, but I’m definitely the main rapper, Oh Yi-jun!”
As Kyunghwa and Yi-jun bickered, the chat’s attention shifted to them.
That’s when a good idea flashed in my head.
‘Please… Let it work…’
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And I called the system.
‘System, come out.’
As if it had been waiting, Pposil and the translucent status window popped up.
‘Can I use the buff that I can use with the fate function on other members besides me?’
[If you apply the fate buff to someone other than yourself, the system user’s non-system characters may experience side effects from using the system function.]
Side effects… That means it works.
‘How bad are the side effects?’
[It’s not enough to interfere with the main quest, but there may be minor changes in the subsequent quest progress.]
Ah… If you just say it’s fatal, I’ll give up. But when you say it vaguely like that, I lean towards using it.
Fortunately, the next turn seemed to have gone to Seong-won, but…
If Seon-woo stuttered or cried on his turn, it would be a disaster.
‘I’ll use it!’
Then, as if it had been waiting, a confirmation message came up.
[Who’s fate skill do you want to apply to ‘Na Seon-woo’?]
[Available fate (10)]
There was no need to look any further, it was decided.
‘I’ll use Ryu Kyunghwa – Strong Heart on Stage.’
[Confirmed. 15 points deducted.]
Pop, the status window flashed once and disappeared with a small sound effect.
“I’m Son Seong-won, and I’m the main vocal.”
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Kyunghwa quickly noticed Seong-won’s lack of enthusiasm and asked.
“Don’t you have anything you want to say to the fans?”
Then Seong-won looked down at Kyunghwa blankly.
“Not really…”
Before ‘nothing’ came out, Yi-jun stepped on Seong-won’s foot.
It was a direction that didn’t catch the camera, so only the members could notice.
Seong-won smiled, suppressing his annoyance. He was clearly smiling, but it seemed like he had written ‘I know, you bastards.’ on his forehead.
“I’m looking forward to seeing you with a good stage and a good song. I’ll prepare to show you my polished skills.”
It suddenly became a scene where he spoke of his FM-like ambition, but it was a hundred times better than ‘nothing’.
Now it was Seon-woo’s turn.
‘I took the risk of side effects, but I hope it goes well.’
They all looked at Seon-woo with nervous anticipation.
Seon-woo opened his mouth in the midst of everyone’s tense expectations.
“Hello, I’m Seon-woo! I’m the cute youngest and the sub-vocal of Climax!”
The chat flooded with his clear and lovely greeting without a tremor.
[Wow, his face is crazy]
[Look at his eyelashes, he doesn’t seem to have done his hair and makeup today, but his curls are no joke]
[Did you think he was chubby when he was caught from afar, but he’s got baby fat up close?]
He would have emphasized his body more if he had been shy about being caught in a solo shot…
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Was it because Seon-woo paralyzed the viewers’ reason with his bright smile without any hesitation?
No one picked on Seon-woo’s body.
[He looks prettier than his sister, he didn’t get the photo well]
[He could confidently say he’s the visual of the groupㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
Seon-woo read the chat that came up leisurely with his eyes and answered with a smile.
“I’ve been eating too much of this and that during the break, so I’m on a diet these days. Thanks to Ise’s help, I think I’ll be able to see you with a cooler look at the upcoming comeback. Please look forward to it!”
Unlike his usual vocabulary of ten-year-olds without any circumlocution, his speech was very clear and concise.
[No; why are you dieting when your face is everything?]
[Don’t disappear even 1g in the world, babyㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
Seon-woo smiled without being pushed back. You can’t spit on a smiling face. The chat that had been picking on Seon-woo’s body was no longer visible.
“Then, is it my turn? I’m Ryu Kyunghwa, the lead vocalist. As you can see, I’m the biggest brother in the team. Today, I’m hosting this live broadcast as the eldest.”
Then, without missing a beat, Yi-jun cut in.
“Hyung, you’re the same age as Ise hyung.”
“I was born earlier.”
Thanks to Kyunghwa’s quick rebuttal, the chat room was swept away by laughter.
“Maybe Kyunghwa hyung should be the one who takes on the role of our big brother? He’s really reliable. Of course, Ise hyung is not unreliable! It’s just a slightly different feeling…”
“Ise hyung is like a dad, and Kyunghwa hyung is like a brother. But Kyunghwa hyung is also like a dad when he scolds us.”
Seon-woo’s fluent sentence was naturally followed by Yi-jun.
“Right. Ise hyung always feeds us, and Kyunghwa hyung always scolds us.”
“When did I ever scold you all the time?”
Whenever the sound seemed to be a little dull, Seon-woo cut in at the right timing and continued the conversation.
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The guy who used to be shy became like a fish in water with the effect of the buff.
His body still looked quite swollen, but his face was so pretty that he wanted to believe that it was because of the screen that his baby fat looked like that.
The youngest with a good circumlocution.
It was actually a false advertisement, but now he had to be grateful for this situation.
“Come on, guys, stop chatting. Let me explain the types of vegetables and dressing first.”
As I cut off the talk for a while and started to explain the recipe, the chat slowed down a bit.
But the view count was still higher than the initial broadcast without a hitch.
[View: 2,135]
It still fell far short of what I had hoped for… But I couldn’t show any disappointment. I couldn’t fill my stomach with one spoonful, and I hadn’t even started the comeback yet.
As I finished the recipe explanation and practice and started the mukbang, about 40 minutes had passed from the allotted time.
The remaining time was about 50 minutes. It seemed a bit tight to make and bake cookies.
I should have taken the whole two hours. But there was nothing I could do about it.
I shook off my regret and scraped the cold pasta for the members.
[Are you feeding them directly like a dad watching his kidsㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Why does Oh Yi-jun eat so naturallyㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
Fortunately, the chat room’s reaction was not bad. The number of viewers was also steadily rising.
[View: 2,587]
‘I wish… it would increase a little more.’
I felt a little sorry for a moment.
No matter how I looked at it, Oh Yi-jun made a cookie dough with a trashy food visual and the chat room exploded again.
[Can you eat that?ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Hey, mosaic the disgusting picture pleaseㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[You’re going to eat what you made yourself, right?]
“No, you guys are too much! Where is this disgusting~.”
“Come on… I don’t want to see it either, so put it away.”
As Yi-jun lifted the dough in one hand and raised it high, Seong-won, who had been silent all along, was sincerely disgusted.
It felt like a funny scene, and the chat room was full of ㅋㅋㅋㅋ as I scrolled down.
For a while, the time passed, and before I could get all the content I had prepared, the allowed time was over.
“Ah~ everyone, we still have more to prepare, but… Unfortunately, the live time we had scheduled for today has all gone by.”
Kyunghwa checked the time and naturally ended the closing remarks.
“Well, today is a pity, but it’s better to be a little bit more pitiful…”
“We’ll prepare harder! See you next time!”
As Kyunghwa paused for half a beat to catch his breath, Seon-woo suddenly cut in and stole the remark.
‘The buff was a bit too much.’
It was an action that Seon-woo would never have done in his usual personality.
Kyunghwa was momentarily speechless, but he quickly regained his senses and continued the closing.
“Yes! I hope we can meet again soon. Everyone, let’s say goodbye to our Rise fans! We’ll clean up~.”
The most hectic hour and a half these days was coming to an end.
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