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Chapter 322

A few days later.

The video of the TeSTAR performance was uploaded to the official WeTube channel of the music company that hosted the first award show this year.

It was the performance I did after receiving the first Daesang of this year.

Hwiiik!

We did a colorful choreography on a modified stage with water and lights with the help of the foot devices we used in the concert, although it was a simpler performance.

Fans who saw the concert said excitedly, "It's great, isn't it? Although I liked the concert performance better." Well, I was trying to make a performance that would excite them, and this is what happened.

Of course, it was classified as a popular time-lapse video.

[(RMA) TeSTAR (테스타) | Intro + Promise (약속) Live Performance]

Obviously, VTIC's performance was also ranked, but it doesn't matter if they rock their capes or ride a boat.

My performance, which I hadn't done in a long time, was so impressive that it devoured my brain capacity.

I held back a sigh.

'It's a relief it didn't turn into a disaster.'

My body barely remembered practicing it. I almost made a choreography mistake on stage after winning the Daesang.

'That's where my brain collapsed.'

Strangely, the reaction to my acceptance speech was ridiculously better than expected... But if I made a mistake on stage, the "I did it because of nerves" excuse wouldn't work.

It's about having a sense of professionalism or not.

But that didn't happen, and what's left of it...there were only a few unnecessarily intense close-ups.

We sailed to an island in the sky

we fly so far!

"Oh~ MoonDae hyung's smile~"

"..."

I admit I was a little excited.

The comment box of the recommended video posted earlier was a sight to behold.

- Moon Puppy 100% happy hahahahahaha

- I know. He looks like a puppy that has just been walked.

- Tibetan status at level zero, he is in Hyper Pure Puppy status.

I turned off the screen without saying a word after seeing myself in the foreground with a big smile.

"What the...! I'm watching!"

I didn't answer the guy who apparently came out to watch the video while brushing his teeth.

Rather, I switched the screen to the cover we did of Magical Girl, and Cha YooJin ran away.

"You're so mean, hyung!"

If you're upset, you can grab the remote control first next time.

When I saw YooJin go back to the bathroom, I tried to turn off the screen, until I noticed that T-Holic members were standing in the background of Magical Girl's performance.

I'll fly a magical Heart bullet!

His eyes were blank. His overwhelmed expression was perfect for creating a crazy atmosphere.

'Come to think of it, I think they also sent a congratulatory message for winning the Daesang.'

I opened my phone and looked at the messages.

Not as many as Keun SeJin, who answered so many messages and calls to the point where his phone drained his battery as soon as we got home on the night we received the Daesang, but I also got quite a few messages.

After I won the Daesang, I got messages and calls from YoungRin, even from an artist I saw once on a variety show, so I'm sure they must have sent something too...

[TeSTAR got it. We also got enough Daesangs to split between each of us. I hope they continue to treat us as their sunbae-nims.]

[Please.]

[Of course, we don't actually have them. They're in the agency's CEO's office.]

"..."

Did these bastards even create a new group message room to send this?

Plus, there's even a personal message asking if it's okay to upload a screenshot of those messages on their entertainment program's social media account...

'They work hard too.'

Not for nothing are they focusing on the entertainment route as their heyday in the music scene is long over.

I politely responded by saying, "It doesn't matter if you turn it up, but if a controversy arises, you will take care of it."

There won't be any problem if I respond appropriately to little things like this.

Suddenly.

"No, MoonDae MoonDae, why are you watching the penalty performance...? Oh, T-Holic sunbae-nim~"

The wittiest and quickest person to notice details put his head on my phone.

'I'm losing my privacy because of this punk.'

But I didn't bother to cover the screen. It's T-holic, so it's a work thing.

But I guess that wasn't this guy's point. Keun SeJin smiled and sat down on the couch.

"As expected, you also have~ Kakaotalk conversations with T-Holic sunbae-nim! Hmm, but what does the other sunbae-nim say?"

I don't even have to ask who he is. He's referring to the sunbae-nim group that missed out on the first Daesang for Artist of the Year.

VTIC.

So this guy deserved to be curious.

'It would be funny if they showed reactions when we won all kinds of awards but now they kept quiet.'

Of course, VTIC showed their strength by winning the Daesang for Album of the Year in the end.

And maybe in the middle of the later award ceremonies they will push us and grab the Artist of the Year award as well.

'Although it must feel like shit to have gotten it for a long time and suddenly have it taken away from you.'

So, they may not have to send one-sided friendly messages anymore.

"What do I tell them?"

"Why not congratulate them? Although that could be construed as a double entendre message, so~ ask them all how they celebrated!"

I was already expecting that.

It means you're wondering if I'm checking up on them to keep track. I smiled and scrolled down the message notifications that had popped up for me to check.

And finally, I found a message from a VTIC member.

"...!"

But... it wasn't a congratulatory message.

[VTIC Shin CheongRyu sunbae-nim: Do you have something to say now?]

Ah, this.

'I understand his point.'

After talking about it in November, you must have felt that I finally have something on my mind after seeing my reaction and impressions upon winning the Daesang.

'This bastard has been waiting.'

Then, I could hear a low murmur next to me.

"...Something to say?"

Right. From his point of view, he knows that my relationship with CheongRyu is terribly bad, so this seems almost like a fight.

'You must think he's challenging me to see if I have something to say.'

Mind you, the relationship was indeed messy, so I came up with excuses easily.

"Ah, we almost fought again over the Daesang."

"What?"

"It's nothing important, it's just an argument. He'll probably call me on the phone soon to decide who the winner is."

I waved my hand.

"This bastard can't beat me. I have a recording."

"...MoonDae, that's great. That's awesome."

SeJin shook his head as if he was tired of it. Yeah, let's change the subject...

"Let me know. I'll listen with Sejin hyung-nim and we'll both say who won."

Oh, no.

"Don't worry because I speak politely on the phone. I won't have the same incident as last time."

If you remember Chae SeoDam's recording situation, it's no wonder this guy would tell me that.

However, Keun SeJin frowned.

"Who cares about that? No, well, I care about that too, but...Hmm, you've been really strange lately, Park MoonDae."

"..."

Hmm.

"You seem to have forgotten the choreography, and when you sang your parts, strangely enough, you did it in such an emotional way that it seemed like you were doing something else..."

No way.

While I was silent, Keun SeJin finished speaking.

"As expected, you secretly did a mission at NIS?"

"..."

TL/N: NIS = National Intelligence Service.

How imaginative.

I looked at him as if it was ridiculous, but SeJin just smiled.

"I practice and work every day, so there's no time for that."

"And in the early morning? Ah, wait, since CheongWoo hyung is a morning person, wouldn't you be able to do it?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

"MoonDae, you also caught RaeBin composing at dawn. Couldn't it be that~ you saw him leaving the house?"

Are you pulling my leg?

However, even if he's babbling ridiculousness, the expression on his face gives me the feeling that it's not nonsense.

I know there's a hidden meaning, but he's covering it up as if it's a joke.

"..."

I sighed and replied.

"I told you before that I'll tell you when I can talk about it."

"...!"

"It's not serious, everything is going well."

I continued slowly.

"Of course, it's not the NIS either. It's just a personal matter. It's not something that affects TeSTAR."

"...I know."

Keun SeJin sighed and soon smiled bitterly.

"Sorry. I know we have a lot of work. I was doing that because I thought you were in a very difficult situation that prevented you from telling me."

It sounds very sincere.

I reflected briefly but soon responded with the same frankness.

"I'll tell you if I'm in trouble."

"You will?"

That's right.

When I nodded, SeJin quickly wiped away the bitter smile. Then he patted my shoulder and got up from the couch.

"It's okay. I trust you, MoonDae MoonDae~"

He dragged Cha YooJin, who had just arrived, into the kitchen.

"Huu."

I leaned back on the sofa.

'I don't know how long this will last.'

But it would be crazy to talk about such an absurd situation and blindly trust that he'll believe me. I've been keeping my mouth shut for that reason.

'I've done it so that we'll stay together and do well as a group for a long time.'

It's hard to hide something. Especially for such a smart guy.

Partly though...I just wanted to tell him.

'Isn't there another way?'

I'll prepare a plan for this later, but for now, I'll do what I have to do.

I went out to the terrace and made a phone call.

[VTIC Shin CheongRyu sunbae-nim]

After hearing a rather long dial tone, the connection was cut. And a hoarse voice was heard.

"Hmm... hoobae-nim."

Did he just wake up? Never mind.

I immediately pressed the record button.

"Did I wake you up when you were sleeping? I'm sorry."

"No, I had a schedule early this morning...Hmm."

CheongRyu was silent for a moment and then replied in a normal voice.

"Don't worry."

He's been doing this for decades. He seems to be completely used to irregular living patterns.

"Then why did you call me?"

I could sense the anticipation in his tone. I responded calmly.

"Just as you wrote to me in your message, "I have something to say.""

"Oh, finally."

CheongRyu's voice sounded louder.

"How are you feeling? I think you came back well."

"I am fine. Nothing bad happened. I got the Daesang."

"Okay. Congratulations on your first Daesang. I hope you enjoy this moment."

It means I won't be able to enjoy it in the future.

I thought about refuting it by saying, "I hope sunbae-nim will do that," but then I erased it from my mind.

It was not the time for that. Instead, I got straight to the point.

"Thank you very much. So, may I ask what happened to who you were supposed to call back then?"

He was supposed to call "Ryu GunWoo" to confirm his status.

"Ah...that person."

CheongRyu casually answered.

"I tried to reach that phone number several times. Although...I always get the notification that the phone is turned off."

"..."

What?

"So, how is he?"

"What? Haha, hoobae-nim. How would I know that? He's not answering the calls."

"..."

This fucking...

"The next day I had to go out to meet my schedule. I didn't have time to report domestic matters during a concert."

"...Yeah."

Well, that's a reasonable argument.

However, hearing it from the mouth of the guy who even figured out the officetel's address by himself, I feel like he's cheating me for some reason.

'Huuu.'

I pressed my temples.

Why did I try to find out the whereabouts of "Ryu GunWoo" right away from this bastard?

If he's still the original "Park MoonDae..." then maybe it's because he hasn't received a personal message addressed to "KeunDal."

When I lifted the recipient restriction so that I could send him a message, all sorts of spam and stalker messages poured in one after another.

'Hmm.'

I thought I'd better wait until he wanted to contact me. He just got his seventh-grade level, so I'm sure he must have a lot of work to do.

Even though this guy was supposed to be the one to keep in touch...I haven't heard from him for days, even after I won the Daesang.

That didn't feel very good.

'I'm...sure he said exactly that.'

"Then...I'll use it well for a while."

Why did he limit a period of time?

I obviously know the officetel's address. If I can't reach him, I just have to go visit him.

'Of course, there are methods I can resort to before I do that.'

I'll hang up the call for now.

"Okay. Then, I hope you can rest well."

"Wait, that's it?"

"Yes?"

What are you talking about?

"I thought you were gonna tell me how you felt."

...I think this bastard is upset, or a little...disappointed?

"..."

It's not something I like, but...I certainly received his advice when I was in "Ryu GunWoo's" body.

I can't deny it. This guy is also involved now.

I finally replied.

"I don't think it's something to talk about over the phone, so I'll tell you when we meet another day."

"Hmm...okay. I'd love that."

I never imagined the day would come when I would quietly propose to this bastard.

I ended the call with a bitter feeling.

But I didn't turn off the screen.

Instead, I immediately fiddled with the screen and pressed the "messages" icon again.

Then I opened the text message creation box.

'I'm not a dummy.'

I had more or less memorized "Ryu GunWoo's" phone number.

It's okay for me to be the one to contact him.

'I can send him to two or three wrong phone numbers, but I'll write a message that only he can understand.'

I put the number I remembered and wrote "KeunDal-nim, why didn't you contact me? ㅠ The last time I saw you was in November...", but at that instant...

"MoonDae-ya!"

"...!"

I learned my lesson after what happened with Keun SeJin, so I closed my phone.

When I turned around, I noticed that Ryu CheongWoo had walked from the hallway and was now outside the terrace door, waving his hand to call out to me.

"Are you busy? I wondered if we could go out together for a while."

He's less quiet than usual. I think he has urgent news.

It would look suspicious if I turned this down when we were supposed to be resting.

"Yes, but what is it?"

"I'll tell you on the way."

CheongWoo opened the door to the terrace and urged me to follow him. This is weird too.

'I guess you're in a hurry.'

I picked up my coat and followed him to the front door. I was thinking about continuing to write the text message as I got into the car.

But the moment I sat in the front seat and saw CheongWoo fiddling with the car's navigator, I knew something was wrong.

"Hyung."

"Yes?"

"That's not the address of the agency."

"Ah, wait."

The car left. The car driven by CheongWoo left the subway parking lot and left the apartment complex in an instant.

And with a smile on his face, CheongWoo spoke again.

"MoonDae-ya, about the person you asked me to look for...?"

"...?"

Why are you telling me that at this time...?

"I received a call from a family member telling me that he found him."

"...!"

"You know, Ryu GunWoo-ssi."

What?

CheongWoo lowered his voice a little bit.

"He said he's a seventh-grade official. I think his whereabouts were unknown because he was studying for the exam."

"..."

"I guess he passed and that's why they were able to contact him."

I suddenly had an ominous feeling. I barely opened my mouth.

"Maybe now..."

CheongWoo smiled.

"Yeah, so now we're on our way to meet him."

"...!!"

"Anyway, I have a car and I want to meet him in person...MoonDae-ya?"

Oh...damn.

Suddenly, Ryu CheongWoo and Ryu GunWoo got to meet Park MoonDae in Ryu GunWoo's body.

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