Chapter 95

If I can't debut, I'll get a disease that will kill me - Chapter 095

I organized Seo Ah-hyun's difficult explanation.

"So... you tried to say hello, but you suddenly got scared and turned it off?"

"...Y-Yeah."

"Hmm."

Seo Ah-hyun was bowing her head as if she were a criminal. Sitting on the floor in front of the door, it was a bit funny.

"What was scary about it?"

"P-People... might... dislike me."

"If they don't like it, they won't watch it."

"...T-They insulted me."

"Hmm, did you see it in the real-time comments?"

Seo Ah-hyun nodded vigorously.

'Some crazy guy must have gone in as soon as the alarm went off and started barking.'

I don't understand why there are so many people who try to ruin their own lives to hurt others.

'This is frustrating.'

Anyway, Seo Ah-hyun had definitely seen obscene comments when she appeared on "Ajusa."

She probably held it together then, but this time it seems the fan signing event was the trigger.

'The fact that the comments appeared in real-time also had an impact, it seems.'

It must have felt like she was hearing them in person.

I rubbed her shoulder and said,

"Even if this isn't your job... you can't only meet people who like you. Some people will dislike you, and there will be those who enjoy insulting others."

"..."

"Of course, it's unpleasant. It can be scary... but if it's so scary that you want to quit, it might be better to get some help."

"......!"

"Wouldn't it be better to get counseling now? Your activities are almost over."

"It's... fine."

Why are you being so stubborn?

I narrowed my eyes.

"You just don't want to get counseling, do you?"

"...I-It was useless."

Seo Ah-hyun squeezed her eyes shut.

"I-I used to... fix my stuttering... but... it's back again."

"..."

"It's... useless."

Seo Ah-hyun bowed her head deeply.

"Do I have to keep living like this...?"

"..."

What kind of extreme statement is this?

"Maybe you just met a quack doctor?"

"Q-Quack...?"

"And I meant that it might be better if you worry less, not that you have to fix your stuttering."

"..."

"Want to put it to a vote with the others?"

"......?!"

Fortunately, she didn't seem to have any trauma related to this, so under Seo Ah-hyun's dazed agreement, I conducted a survey.

First, Ryu Cheong-woo.

"I can't just say anything... but it's good to try rehabilitation consistently. Don't give up until you reach a conclusion. You've thought about it well."

"......Y-Yes."

Next, Daesejin and Kim Rae-bin, who were looking at fan comments in the living room.

"Wow, you should definitely see another doctor. If you tell the company, they might introduce you to a famous doctor? Many people have come from other agencies."

"I don't think you can generalize from one experience. You should analyze at least five cases to gain credibility."

"G-Got it..."

Cha Yujin, who was in the kitchen, didn't understand the term "quack doctor." After explaining the meaning, I asked again.

"Throw away the quack doctor! Meet a new doctor!"

"......"

It sounded like a summary of a daily drama, but it was simple and clear.

Finally, I asked Lee Se-jin, who was lying on the bed.

Surprisingly, he gave a serious answer.

"...Doctors vary greatly. Some take money for such stories... and some are good."

"Y-Yes."

"It's better to change quickly if it doesn't work. ...I haven't had a long-term experience myself."

And hesitantly, Lee Se-jin added softly,

"Try your best."

"-!! Y-Yes!"

It was an unexpected show of support.

Well, that's the end of the survey. I crossed my arms and asked again,

"How about it?"

Seo Ah-hyun seemed to be moved this time, groaning and thinking.

And soon, she clenched her fists and said,

"......T-Then... when the activities end, I'll... tell them right away."

"Will you? Good."

"......Y-Yes!"

"Tell your parents that."

"Wh-What?!"

She was probably going to postpone it again if the schedule came up.

I waited until Seo Ah-hyun, who was sending a message to her parents, finally sent it and received a quick reply.

That's how Seo Ah-hyun's counseling schedule was successfully set.

"Good job."

"Wh-What...?"

She looked bewildered, not understanding what had just happened. I patted her back and returned to my room.

And that evening, I received an unexpected thank-you call from Seo Ah-hyun's parents.

It seems Seo Ah-hyun told them I had persuaded her.

'...Really?'

It was a bit embarrassing.

-Thank you. We... well, there are things we can't do...

Her voice seemed a bit choked, and after a few adjustments, she continued to express her gratitude.

"No, I just suggested it."

-Even so...

...From what I heard, it seems Seo Ah-hyun had heard some harsh words a few times, suggesting she would keep living like this after her relapse.

It was definitely at school, I bet.

'So, peer relationships were the problem...'

Anyway, I politely ended the call with Seo Ah-hyun's parents.

What a day.

I leaned on the balcony railing to talk quietly and felt the summer breeze.

'...Tired, but refreshing.'

The group life was ending like this.

* * *

The last music show went well without any major issues.

"Everyone likes the shorts."

"I-I like them because they're easy to move in."

I liked them because they were cool.

Daesejin, who had a kneeling action at the end, might have had a different opinion.

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[Hello, viewers.

This is MoonDae (dog emoji)

This is today's outfit. (photo) (photo)]

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After uploading the last group photo to SNS, it felt like the first activity was really over.

"Starting from tomorrow, it's a vacation."

"I'm excited~"

"It's been a while since I can go home."

Everyone looked excited at Ryu Cheong-woo's words.

That's right. The agency gave them a vacation as planned.

Just four days.

'For those living in the provinces, it'll be enough to go home, eat, and rest.'

Still, it's something. From what I heard while preparing for the music show, some agencies don't give vacations and just prepare for the next album.

And that evening, after finishing the commercial shoot, Testa, who skipped dinner, arrived at the dorm and left one by one with their already packed bags.

"See you all in a few days~"

"See you!"

"Let's meet in good health."

"A, goodbye..."

Meanwhile, Seo Ah-hyun, who was extremely nervous about going to counseling, left with a creak.

Click. Clack.

The front door closed.

That's how I was left alone in the dorm.

'...This is heaven.'

Thinking about spending four days quietly in this spacious place, I felt my energy returning.

I sighed in relief and lay down on the sofa.

'First, I'll lie down for a while, then get up, eat, and... do some detailed monitoring of the backlog...'

...I thought that much and fell into a deep sleep.

And that evening.

When I woke up in the living room, I realized something was wrong.

My body wouldn't move.

It was the same symptom I had after the first "Ajusa" shoot.

It means I had a terrible cold.

'...I'm going to die.'

It was even worse. My brain felt like it was boiling.

At first, I tried to do something, but soon realized it wasn't the right situation.

'How can watching TV be so hard?'

I turned off the TV with my heavy hand, where I had been trying to monitor the first episode preview of "Let's Be Friends" with Chae-rye.

I don't even know what I saw. My head hurt.

'...I'll take my temperature.'

[38.8°C]

I'm going to go crazy.

I dug through the medicine cabinet and found some pain reliever and fever reducer. I took it.

It was disgustingly bitter, but the pain eased a bit after a while.

Then, I could think more productively.

'...The manager is also on vacation.'

I didn't need to call the company. It was just a matter of accumulated stress and overwork bursting out.

'I should... take care of my body during the vacation.'

Resting is the same, but resting because I'm sick isn't particularly enjoyable. Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do.

'While I have the energy, I'll make some porridge.'

I made some instant white porridge, ate a few spoonfuls, and then lay down on the bed.

And while the medicine was still working, I started monitoring.

'First... the stage reactions.'

The individual straight-cam videos of the comeback stage uploaded to Music Night already had a decent number of views.

It seems there was a subtle competition among individual fans.

[(MBomb straight-cam) Testa (TeSTAR) MoonDae Magic Boy / 1.12 million]

'...I also got over a million views.'

It was worth the effort of uploading the dance. I smiled faintly and clicked the video.

-Now, let's see our genius ginger who can dance... everyone, let's MoonDae... T_T

-MoonDae, do you practice in your sleep? I'm worried you might not sleep like during Ajusa. You need to rest and eat well... T_T

-Wow, this is so cool. Is this what it takes to be number one?

-Each movement has a bit of detail... what kind of practice did you do, MoonDae...

It just happened naturally as we all did it together. I don't have much basic skill.

'Still, it feels good.'

This is the kind of satisfaction that makes you put your life into work.

Hmm, there were quite a few English comments, but my head wasn't working well, so I couldn't read them. I moved on to the next item.

This is something I do regularly, but I haven't been able to do much lately because of other things.

Let's search for "Park MoonDae" on SNS.

"......"

Like last time, videos, photos, and fan art flooded in.

Honestly, it's hard to believe so many people are interested in me.

But it was fun to look at them one by one. I slowly scrolled through the timeline to see what they were saying.

Then I found some unusual ones.

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Park MoonDae Testa MoonDae Ajusa

Park MoonDae, please go back to blonde! Black hair doesn't suit you at all! Please go back to blonde! Why did you go back to black after dyeing your hair? Your hair will grow back black anyway, please go back to blonde!

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"......"

The strong desire for me to see this by searching it myself was piercing through the screen.

Below, people were busy arguing with those who were trying to stop them.

"I see."

A hollow laugh escaped me. For the next album, I should have a vote to change my hair color.

"Next is...?"

Did I say that out loud?

I blinked and looked at the smartphone screen. It seemed a bit blurry...

My head hurt. The medicine seemed