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Debut or Die - 230

This situation... has several reasons why I can conclude that I am in a coma after being in a car accident.

The first reason would be due to injuries.

"That fragment must have penetrated my chest by at least 5 cm."

I saw it with my own eyes just before I passed out, and I was sure I analyzed a few more times to rule out an exaggeration.

Inevitably, it must be a fatal injury.

As far as I can remember... I was bleeding profusely.

If they don't remove that fragment and I continue to bleed, the prognosis will not be good.

But it won't be instant death.

"It's not like it directly pierced my heart."

We were on the road in the middle of the night, but it was still in the middle of Seoul.

Bae Sejin reported it, so if the police had confirmed it, an ambulance would have come... So, to some extent, I must have wandered between life and death.

"I can't just die right away and start...all over again."

...That can't be the case.

The second one is because of the reflection of my face that I saw in the mirror.

— I am not 29 years old.

I couldn't figure it out right away because I was puzzled that it was Ryu GunWoo's face, but looking at him again slowly, I understood.

He was very young.

"This is... at least a long time before I graduate from university."

However, this is the motel where I first woke up as "Park MoonDae", and it was the same date as the calendar I checked at the time.

[202X December]

That is, the time period is not correct.

Just in case, I checked the wallet on the dresser.

The beginning of the last code of Ryu GunWoo's resident registration number was 3.

My back went cold.

[Ryu GunWoo 0X1208 - 3XXXXXX]

Ryu Gun Woo, 20 years old.

— What is this...?

TN: All South Korean ID cards have a code, and those for boys born after the year 2000 start with the digit "3". Considering that in the first chapter, when GunWoo saw the number "3" on his ID card and thought that he was very young, it indicates that he was actually born before the year 2000 and his real ID card should have another digit.

However, there were no medications or suicide notes on the bed.

...It's like it's just mimicking Park MoonDae's situation and fitting it to Ryu GunWoo appropriately.

"It's not a level where the front and back don't match..."

If it were, it wouldn't be perfect.

If you got here, you will rethink the phrase that appeared in the status window.

[Name: Ryu GunWoo (Park MoonDae)]

– Enjoy your daydream :) – 

"Daydream" means "reverie".

And the fact that "Park MoonDae" is written in parentheses instead of "Ryu GunWoo"... makes me think of this possibility.

"Maybe it's because I'm still in Park MoonDae's body."

It makes me suspect that I am in a coma and I am dreaming absurd things.

"Also, the system is involved."

... The coin.

If what I saw, being unconscious, was the coin I received after removing the anomaly from the previous state, then this situation occurred because of it.

Considering the cliché, I had assumed that it was used in some store, but now I have a different assumption.

"... Just like in arcade games, it's an extra life."

This is also... a good match for the gameplay. I was ridiculous and laughed senselessly at myself.

— Ha.

Anyway, I mean, if you put all that together...

I put both hands together.

— ...There must be a way back.

If this situation is given as a way to wake up from a coma, then I can wake up.

And usually the best way to wake up from a dream is...

—- Should I jump?

This motel isn't particularly tall, so falling from here won't kill me, but I don't know if that would be enough.

Also, the real Park MoonDae's body might die, so I'll drop that idea for now.

The next thing is... to be terribly surprised. To be honest, I don't think I'm surprised enough by almost anything right now.

There are many things that have already happened to me.

"What else did I think?"

I hit my knee with a finger.

The most normal form remained.

"...Wait for the body to recover."

External recovery.

I just don't know how long it will take. I don't know if I can recover or not.

— ...

So, I combined the given circumstances and chose the most sensible method.

"First, I'll look for a clue."

If this is the intervention of the system, there may be cues to wake up within the dream.

"Status window can respond."

I stumbled out of bed and got up. Then I grabbed my wallet and left the motel room.

Let's see what situation "Ryu GunWoo" is in in this coma.

*   *   *

— ...

I gritted my teeth as I pulled out my new phone.

"It's the same."

My financial situation was the same as when I was 20 years old. The only difference is that, like Park MoonDae, I didn't go to college.

Still, I couldn't contact my relatives.

"It's completely organized in a convenient way..."

So that inconsistencies do not appear.

Also, I realized a crucial point.

"I sing well."

This body possesses the abilities of the real "Park MoonDae".

Just like when I first woke up in his body, I went to a karaoke room and sang a song. That's how I found out.

All the sensations I experienced when I performed on stage in Park MoonDae's body remained in this body.

"Is it cheering me on?"

Actually, it seems like I'm being told to follow the same path that Park MoonDae took.

Only in that case i would make it by being "Ryu GunWoo"...

— ...

Let's get rid of useless thoughts, let's continue the dream.

"The next thing I have to do is... be in Icorpo."

I'm staying at a nearby karaoke room to be invited by writer and editor Ryu SeoRin.

"It won't be difficult."

Thinking about what I have to do to be able to participate... it's a headache, but it's not difficult to try.

"My face doesn't look bad."

And my singing is an "S" grade, so my chances of participating weren't bad.

I couldn't think of any other options, so I decided to try again and headed straight to karaoke.

But I failed.

— ...

I don't know if the date was wrong or if it's because it's a dream, but Ryu SeoRin didn't come to the karaoke room these days.

"Shit."

So I knew.

"The audition should be over by now."

There is no other way.

There's no way I can infiltrate the show...not realistically speaking.

— ...Hah.

Once again I was stuck in the same place without a single clue.

"What does it want me to do?"

Do I have to pretend I'm crazy and get on the roof somewhere?

But the judgment that it's too risky hasn't changed even if my body isn't normal.

"Well, what I can do is..."

One way I can debut...

Yes, there is.

—...!

I knew a safe way.

But it was dangerous.

"...If I make a mistake, I'll stay here forever."

But since I have no other options, I have nothing to lose by trying.

"I even thought about jumping off the roof, but that would be too much."

I took out my phone and wrote a text message to a familiar contact.

I didn't know if I was messing up one or two digits when typing his number, but it will be enough if I send him all.

[Every time you adopted a dog, you changed breeds, but this time you didn't. Maybe it's because of the rumors that you suffered from schizophrenia.]

A certain person will respond to that message.

Although it won't be possible if he ignore it.

I haven't mentioned anything about the future, past, or reboot. I'm not the type of person to contact him because I'm nervous about such obvious things.

It would have to be something more specific to stir his emotions.

— ...

After sending the text messages, I spent some time waiting for confirmation to appear.

And a little later...

Deureureureuk.

— Who are you?

I got a phone call right away.

At the arrogant and absurd words I heard, I replied calmly.

— Someone like You.

I think I said it enough for him to understand.

And after a short and brutal call, I saw him in a conference room inside the LeTi agency.

— ...

— You arrived.

He must have been on a break, so even though it wasn't late at night or early in the morning, we had time to meet up.

But even if he had been in his first week of promotions, he would have come to verify my information personally.

I contacted him for a lead, but it was clear that he would have had at least personal information investigated thanks to my number.

I bowed my head with a cap and spoke to the guy who was sitting.

— Like I said... I've rebooted.

— ...

He looked at me blankly and threw out a question.

— How often?

— It's the third time.

Then the atmosphere changed completely.

— I guess you haven't been here for a long time.

CheongRyu answered me softly, then released his arms and put them on the table.

"...He has done the calculations."

Since I haven't been back many times in time, he must believe that he can use me and get rid of me easily.

And seeing as he doesn't know me even though I said it was my third time... I don't think we can go back to the past together.

"I'll let you misunderstand me."

I must not tell him useless nonsense about my coma.

If this bastard was pieced together from the memories in my head, or if the system stepped in and made it seem real, at this point he's a crazy bastard with reboot syndrome.

I spoke quietly.

— First of all, I apologize for rudely texting you. I didn't mean to, but you told me to write it to you like this.

— Oh, did I tell you that?

— Yes, something like that.

Of course it's a lie, bastard.

— Hmm... How many years from now?

— Three years later.

— Oh, so three years have passed... How was I living?

— I was doing very well. The general public opinion was that VTIC would win the Daesang that year.

— I see.

I know it really hasn't been that long, but three years is a good number. It's enough to impress him.

"...I won't say anything about your solo activities."

This guy doesn't consider that at stake.

If he thinks and asks about it, there will be no end.

CheongRyu smiled splendidly.

— I guess we've been doing pretty well.

—Even after realizing that if you tried to reboot, you wouldn't come back.

— That's true.

CheongRyu nodded his head.

And without stirring, he asked me with a smile.

— Then why did you contact me?

— I'm here to make an offer.

I spoke as naturally as possible, just as I had been doing up to this point.

— I want to debut here. As soon as possible.

— Ah, that's your mission.

— ...

And he replied with a smile.

— And you... Can I call you "hoobae"-nim?

— Yes.

— Good. Then hoobae-nim can provide me with information about the future.

— That's right.

I thought he wouldn't say something like "How could I trust you?" immediately.

I think he must be happy to have someone who has returned on hand to help him monitor

However, the positive result did not come out quickly.

— But... How will you make your debut?

—...!

— LeTi does not support solo activities. And currently, among the trainees... There are no debutantes.

— ...

— Oh, but you should already know. You said you came back from the future.

I think it's blocking my debut as a solo artist or in a rookie group.

Firstly, he is afraid that because of me the agency will neglect his group activities, and secondly, he is afraid that I will interfere with his promotions.

Instead of saying that, I said what I thought.

— ...There are members that I have in mind. We debuted together last time.

— Oh. How?

— There is an audition program that will start soon, they were part of the cast.

For a second, the boys came to mind.

— ...During the show, there is an opportunity to be officially hired by another agency... I would like you to bring them here.

I mean the "Casting Call".

...Even here, no matter what happens, I just want to debut with them. I can not do it...?

I swallowed my saliva.

— That's why you need my help.

And this bastard in front of me will break my head at some point to cut off a possible threat to his group, so I must wake up before that happens.

*   *   *

— ...

The first thing Ryu CheongWoo heard was the beep of a device.

And when I opened my eyes, what he saw was the ceiling of the hospital.

—...!

He got up immediately.

Then, he felt hands around him holding him back down.

— ...You just regained consciousness!

— You can't move. Please lie down.

Since he was in the habit of trusting the words of the medical staff due to his long athletic career, he reflexively relaxed his body.

And when he was lying down, he checked his condition.

His feet had been treated. Perhaps they had no cracks or had been broken.

"...It wasn't my arms, fortunately..."

No, he no longer had to worry about his arms as his top priority.

However, he should be thankful that his injuries are not serious.

— ... Huh.

Ryu CheongWoo let out a long breath, trying to keep his mind straight.

The environment around him was noisy and chaotic. Still, he remembered the situation.

"... There was an accident."

He remembered the ex-manager.

It appears the passengers were safely transported to the emergency room.

Apparently, they were considerate of privacy to some extent because they were celebrities, but he could still hear a lot of noise.

— ... Don't worry...

— Parents, this way please...

Everyone must have been surprised. But it was a relief.

"...I was last, so the others must be better off than me."

Since he regained consciousness just before his parents arrived, he thought maybe everyone...

But at that moment...

As if he were a flash of lightning, he quickly recalled in detail what had happened before he lost consciousness.

Someone pushed his shoulders and a huge chunk pierced through that person's skin...

— ...Sonsaeng-nim!

— Yes?

— MoonDae... How's MoonDae?

— ...

— MoonDae, Park MoonDae, do you know?

— ...I think I'll have to check on him. First of all, please relax and rest.

Ryu Cheong Woo knew it.

... He lied to him.

Dalkak.

The door closed.

At one point, Ryu CheongWoo was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions.

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