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Debut or Die - 233

Kim RaeBin grabbed the box with one hand and walked down the corridor of hospital rooms.

The other arm was still half in a cast and could not move freely, so he had to move more carefully.

Kim RaeBin remained silent.

"Accidents like losing the box must not happen!"

Still, the number of media employees waiting at the hospital has decreased considerably since the date of the accident, so he was able to enter the hospital easily.

This is because it has been quite some time since the shocking report of the car accident.

When the headline "Recovering from surgery in a coma" lasted more than ten days, they left in search of other prey.

It was predictable, as incidents of all kinds happen in the entertainment industry on a daily basis.

However, with all kinds of articles and columns with pessimistic speculations and the concerns and anger of fans, the Internet was still in a chaotic state.

[TeSTAR's Park MoonDae...is he at risk of brain death?]

["The Groom of May" Accident (Reconstruction of the events of that day)]

[7 days after the surgery, praying for Park MoonDae's recovery]

And Kim RaeBin only checked these things on the main search engine from time to time, as he had no knowledge or time to search for other kinds of detailed answers.

Therefore, based on the comments that fans wrote on his official accounts, he only understood one simple fact.

"Everyone is paying close attention to MoonDae hyung in case he wakes up."

Basically, it was true.

At that moment...

— KIM RAEBIN!

— ...! We're in a hospital, shut up!

Cha YooJin, who ran out of the next hospital room, followed Kim RaeBin at a terrifying speed, brilliantly using crutches.

He was still hospitalized due to a bone injury bigger than Kim RaeBin's.

— Are you going to see MoonDae hyung?

— ...Yes.

— I will go too.

Cha YooJin gave a quick answer and walked along with Kim RaeBin at the same speed.

He had a calm composure, something that was not expected at all from the person who cried profusely and at the time of the operation offered countless quick sentences that could not be understood as he made them in Spanish.

"Cha YooJin is lucky to be stupid."

Kim RaeBin briefly envied Cha YooJin and then moved on in silence.

Park MoonDae's hospital room was just around the corner.

— Hyung.

— We've arrived.

— Y-yes. Co-come in...

Seon AhHyun, who had been sitting silently in the hospital room like a stone statue, quickly stood up and replied in a low voice.

— Is MoonDae hyung comfortable?

— ...Yes, I don't think he feels a-any discomfort.

— I see!

Cha YooJin bravely sat on the side of the bed and began to explain the current situation to the unconscious Park MoonDae by mixing Korean and English.

— Fans buy paper fast, you know? They will make birds to send you. It's amazing. I guess there is a similar story in every country. Anyway, it's good to wish you a full recovery, isn't it, hyung?

TN: He is probably referring to fans making paper cranes to ask for their health, as according to a Japanese legend, making 1000 paper cranes will make the gods listen to you and make your wish come true.

His main argument was that he "might be listening", but the other members did not stop Cha YooJin because they were also hopeful that this was the case.

— It seems that the other members were also here, but they left already.

— ... B-before... they went to work.

— I see.

Kim RaeBin nodded and waited for Cha YooJin's turn to end.

He had brought very important news, so he hoped he wouldn't be interrupted by Cha YooJin.

And looking at his companion, who was persistently talking for a long time, he resisted the urge to shout "Don't waste your visitor's time telling him repeated stories!".

"Because you have to be quiet in a hospital room!"

But in front of his big MoonDae hyung, Kim RaeBin decided to be well-mannered.

And in the end, he was able to take over quietly without arguing with Cha YooJin.

— Good afternoon, hyung...

Of course, there was no response from Park MoonDae, who was lying down.

Kim RaeBin was on the verge of tears. It may have been because it reminded her of her grandmother's hospitalization days, but anyway, s
he restrained himself.

— I-I have something I've prepared for you.....

She tried to remain calm and opened the box.

The box was full.

Several sheets of paper with all sorts of lines and notes, iconic props and.... a notebook. Seon AhHyun, who had been silent, opened her eyes wide.

— Th-that's...

— ...It's the concept material for the next album.

Kim RaeBin answered bravely.

— We're preparing a lot, so don't worry about your future schedule and just wake up comfortably!

He had prepared all that as soon as he was discharged.

— ...

Even Cha YooJin was speechless and looked at him.

Indeed, it had been a very unreasonable act.

Even if Park MoonDae woke up at that instant, no one knew if rehabilitation and return to his normal activities would be possible right away.

Moreover, it had been longer than expected since Park MoonDae had been in a coma.

Some medical staff members even say that a complete re-examination should be conducted.

However, Kim RaeBin has been "preparing" specifically for the upcoming activities as if they could be done right away.

That's why he put it all together to inform Park MoonDae, who can't even see him because he is asleep.

"I know."

Kim RaeBin thought.

It was hard to believe that he was wasting such an absurd amount of time, unconditionally and positively hoping for an uncertain future.

"But... I've experienced it."

His grandmother woke up, so he was sure that his MoonDae hyung would soon as well.

— While I'm getting ready... I'll wait for you!

Kim RaeBin sat on a chair next to the bed carrying the box, expressing his strong conviction.

Then a loud noise erupted next to him.

— THAT'S IT!

— ...!

— Hyung, get up and we'll have another concert! We'll do lots of things!

— Y-yes! MoonDae-ya, I'll get ready...!

Following Cha YooJin, even Seon AhHyun, who had been getting depressed, seemed to have been stimulated, gripping the knitting yarn tightly and shouting.

If anyone else had been there, they would have clicked their tongue at how pathetic they looked or felt sorry for them.

However, they persistently continued.

— ...

Of course, there was still no response from Park MoonDae.

Reality was not a cartoon, so it was impossible for a person who had fallen into a coma to wake up at the call of his colleagues.

But they decided to wait.

Instead of making plans for a future without Park MoonDae, they chose to follow that path.

And the moment of choice was coming to Park MoonDae, who was sleeping.

*   *   *

The word "Click!" in the status window that I pressed repeatedly, just as in reality, blinked and called up a new pop-up window.

The image of the slot machine I was used to, appeared.

When I pulled the lever... the compartments began to spin.

Among the cells glowing gold colored, from time to time some platinum colored ones could be seen.

But they were not filled with all kinds of embarrassing phrases as in reality.

All the compartments were empty.

- ...

I waited for the cells to stop. A bead of cold sweat fell from the tip of my chin.

The compartments began to rotate slowly, until the moment came when they stopped.


Papang!

[Slot Machine Big Hit!]

Choose a legendary attribute!

I obtained a platinum level feature.

[Legendary attribute: _________________ has been acquired!]

The popup window attribute had a blank space. It looked like it could be filled with anything.

"Could it be that way because I'm inside a dream?"

I don't know, but I was sure of something.

Of a Platinum level legendary feature.

"It must be grade A."

A characteristic of that grade that I know of... what would it be?

When I thought about it, I had a feeling that flashed as if I had suddenly been hit on the head.

And without realizing it, I opened my mouth.

— Bacchus... 1000

.

[Would you like to place "Bacchus 1000 (A)"?

[Yes / No]

I raised my hand and pressed "Yes".

The additional effect of Bacchus 1000, which I obtained by raising his grade to "A", is....


→ Increases fatigue recovery rate by 100%.

If so, what happens if it rises to the "S" grade?

[Skill has been proven to have been repeated!]

Would you like to synthesize the skill "Bacchus 1000 (A)"?

Okay.

At that moment, colored lights burst like firecrackers in front of my eyes.

And the pop-up window updated with a flash of iridescent light.

[Successful synthesis!]

[Special Attribute: "Nectar (S)" has been acquired!]

Sweet taste of tife.

→ Full recovery of vitality (1 use only).

TN: In Greek mythology, nectar is the drink drunk by the gods.

— ...!

That came out.

I sat down on the floor.

"I made it."

I made the right choice.

My body, which was standing before, without realizing it, now rested sweetly.

My limbs trembled as I relaxed from the tension I felt before, and unanswered questions rattled my head.

But I know one thing.

"I can go back."

As soon as I activate that ability, my body will fully recover and I will wake up immediately.

But the possibility of the body of the "Ryu GunWoo" of this dream recovering instead of reality.... No, shut up. That's not going to happen.

"In the first place, the status window didn't work properly here."

Furthermore, in this dream I have the abilities that the reality's "Park MoonDae" originally had.

My current body is unconditionally linked to the one I possess in reality.

My head was full of emotions.

And at the same time... I was nervous.

"I have to use it before the status window deactivates again."

I didn't know what else was going to happen in this damn dream. I immediately tried to activate the "Nectar (S)" feature floating in the pop-up window.

And I mumbled without realizing it.

— I'll be back.

— Now?

— ...!!

... When I turned to look, the guy who had returned saying he had a schedule to keep was poking his head into the practice room.

It was CheongRyu.

He was instinctively prepared for a crisis. He had a lot of excuses ready.

— I mean, I don't think I'm going to practice anymore, so I'm going back.

— You are lying.

He walked into the practice room.

"If I push it right now..."

Wait, this crazy bastard might attack me if he's uncomfortable with the action of pressing something in the air.

While quickly calculating the losses and gains, CheongRyu stood in front of me.

And... he spoke with a bitter expression.

— Hmm, you don't have as much guts as I thought.

— What?

— Didn't you say this was the third time? I think restarting because of the circumstances right now would be a premature choice.

— ...

Oh, so that's what it was.

After all, this bastard has no way of knowing this is a dream because I'm in a coma.

Apparently, he understood it as "back to the beginning".

I replied in a lower tone of voice.

— I'm not going to reboot. I know I've thought about it before, but even though I missed that word, it actually means back to the bedroom.

— Okay, then listen.

It didn't work.

This guy continued to talk casually with a confident face that he had decided to reboot.

— The two guys you've gathered... It's going to be a little tedious dealing with them. I don't think they're cooperative all the time. You've noticed that, haven't you?

— ...

— From now on, it would be better to wait a month or so before deciding whether to join them in the debut group. I think we were a little hasty this time. Were they good before?

— That's right.

I laughed.

— I chose them because I wanted us to get back together.

— ¡...!

CheongRyu... had a strange expression on his face.

One that seemed to say he had just remembered his past.

Then he muttered.

— ... Well, it's only the beginning, so if you restart once or twice it doesn't matter.

— ...

I didn't bother to respond.

Instead, after a while, I deliberately spoke lightly.

— Still, if I reboot, let them debut. I'll give you a lot of good information.

— Hmm, those two?

— Yes, you said they were not very good. I doubt they will become a threat to VTIC.

CheongRyu shrugged his shoulders.

I don't understand, but it seems to mean that he agrees. This way, if there is no problem, there is a good chance it will be done if he wishes.

The guy left quietly, as if he was letting me free to go.

And I sent him some emails I had in reserve.

[August 202X.txt]

It was knowledge of the future that would come to him every two weeks.

And... I pointed out to the prosecution about the gambling house run by Bae Sejin's father.

— An illegal gambling parlor that trades large quantities of drugs. Please be sure to check it out.

There is no need to stay here any longer, so it doesn't matter if the complainant turns out to be me.

"... That will make it a little better."

Finally, I looked up and sent the contact information of the consulting room where the psychologist I was going to in real life works to Seon AhHyun's parents.

— The seonsaeng-nim I consulted with was very helpful.

Tak

After I finished, I closed my phone and felt refreshed and happy.

"... There is nothing left to do."

And at that instant...

— Oh~ Are you close to CheongRyu sunbae-nim?

When I turned my head, the guy who had left looking at his phone had returned to the practice room.

I looked at the pop-up window for a moment and replied to Lee SeJin.

— ... No.

— Really?

— Yes. There's no need for me to introduce him to you.

— ...!

— That bastard is crazy. Be careful with him in the future.

— ... Eh?

The boy had a look on his face as if he had misheard something. It was a real expression I hadn't seen in a long time. Maybe this damn dream will go away as soon as I leave.

— ...

So, if it's all about my self-satisfaction, then why not?

I opened my smart phone again, which I had closed earlier, and spoke to him quickly.

— I'll introduce you to a composer instead of that bastard, so listen carefully. He'll come in handy when he debuts.

— What?

I sent him a text message out of the blue. It was the contact number of an as-yet-unknown composer.

Jiiiiiiing!

The vibration was loud, but Lee SeJin had a confused look on his face.

— Ya, you call this number... and listen to the samples, then choose number 3 or number 7. Either one will be fine.

— ...Why, all of a sudden...?

I smiled proudly.

— In fact, I think you'll pick one as soon as you hear it. You've done it before.

— ...!

Because he did it in real life.

Lee SeJin's look was clearly puzzled. Then he rubbed his face with one hand as if thinking about what to say, and finally opened his mouth.

— Uh, thanks, but I don't know what you're talking about. Why don't you talk about it later a little more seriously? No, did you go crazy...?

When I saw that his mask had fallen, I suddenly had a thought.

"... If I had a little more time, I could have gotten him to get rid of it for good."

TN: The SeJin in the dream has a false mask, he speaks and expresses himself feigning confidence and good spirits, but in reality he is still frightened and doubtful because of the impact caused by the negative rumors he received while participating in Icorpo.

It was a nice thing to do.

I looked at him for a moment, then turned my back on him and went to the door.

— Hey, hold on.

— I'll see you later.

I'll see you in reality.

There's nothing else to do here. I waved my hand back and walked out of the practice room without hesitation.

The pop-up window is still in view.

[Would you like to activate "Nectar (S)"?
(※Warning※: Consumable attribute / 1 use only)]

— Yes..

Then, my vision turned bright white.

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