Debut or Die

If I can’t debut, I get a fatal disease.

After calling for help in episode 564.

Cheong-Ryeo faced the incarnation of the idol and waited for a response in deep silence.

And the ‘response’ finally appeared in his field of vision.

Just in an unexpected way.

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The hologram window, which could be mistaken for a help chat pop-up at first glance, blinked a few times, but soon the glitch bounced countless times and then disappeared.

As if I had just passed him by.

“… … .”

Cheong-rye calls for help again… … .

[Wait.]

declared the idol incarnate.

There is no reason for Chungrye to listen to it. So the moment I tried to ignore it and call again.

Tung.

The two people standing facing each other turned their heads together at the unfamiliar sound.

It was the sound of the front door opening.

The floor of the officetel where the floor has turned to black water opens the middle door beyond the hallway and a person comes out.

“… … !”

A black-haired person.

He was a tall, but skinny man with a handsome appearance.

It was a familiar face.

Because he was the person who lived in this officetel and was the same person who had fallen on the table in front of Cheong-ryeo just before.

Ryu Kun-woo, who debuted as an actor.

The party he just called.

“Help.”

The man turned his head and looked at Cheongryeo.

And Chung-rye realized. Somehow, the impression was different.

The eyes were soft.

There is no impression of a cool-headed rationality, even though it seems as if he will suffocate from fatigue at any moment.

Instead, a man with a gentle and wholesome appearance crossed the front door and walked down the hallway with brisk steps.

like someone else

“… … .”

at that time.

-It’s not that way, it’s this way.

A hard voice came crashing in.

Behind the dark-haired man, another person opened the door and came in. Brightly dyed hair swayed across the threshold.

A blond male with a boyish look.

Park Moon-dae laughed.

-Did you call?

It was a cool smile over the familiar dry expression.

movement and speech.

Chung-rye realized reflexively.

here is the help

[The figure has returned.]

-Uh.

Park Moon-dae omitted the words, ‘This is an image world that you created with your GM abilities, so isn’t it just a familiar look to you?’

Instead, he waved his hand at the incarnation of the idol.

– It’s over.

[…] … .]

before the system goes further into the past and your GM abilities disappear too.

… … Above all, because Park Mun-dae desperately clenched his teeth and endured for this moment to come.

I couldn’t delay any longer.

-Let’s go back.

Shin Jae-hyeon, the incarnation of an idol, smiled.

[What I have to say.]

He moved on without regret. Wherever the footsteps landed, a parabola spread over the surface of the water.

Until it touches the tip of the toe of Cheongryeo standing on the other side.

“… … .”

Cheong-rye watched the scene silently, then opened her mouth.

And he threw a fundamental question toward the help that appeared in an unfamiliar look.

“Who are you?”

Park Moon-dae looked at Cheong-ryeo.

-brother. our time… .

-know.

In fact, there was no time or space to explain the situation.

But I can leave these words alone.

he grinned.

-Four rival group members.

We will meet soon.

Then I turned around and walked towards the front door.

Seeing that movement, Cheong-rye was conscious of the other person’s attire for the first time.

Shiny accessories and long walkers that are too comfortable for everyday use. Well-set blonde hair.

And the outfit, wearing a white shirt and shiny black leather pants, was familiar to Cheongryeo.

stage costumes.

‘ah.’

Cheongryeo suddenly realized.

It was an idol’s outfit.

– See you again.

So the three In-young opened the front door side by side and left the past.

“after.”

Park Moon-dae exhaled.

Beyond the black front door, I returned to the officetel in the world of imagination where the fantastic sunset of < Magical Boy > unfolded.

He heard Shin Jae-hyeon’s murmur.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t remember your junior’s declaration of rivalry. Because I erased the information.”

“… from where to where.”

“Brother, so… Anything related to ‘Help’.”

It meant that he was the last to exercise GM’s authority over erasing his past.

Shin Jae-hyun’s choice was reasonable because there were too many crazy situations to leave it as it is.

‘Well, anyway, this is the virtual world or the data inside the system.’

Park Moon-dae inadvertently said it with upbringing.

And surprisingly, this answer came back.

“hmm? no. The past is right.”

“… ??”

“That’s why it’s better for me to have erased my memory myself than to have useless variables.”

Moondae Park stopped in shock.

‘It was the real past?’

Meeting Cheong Ryeo, meeting Ju Dan, and even debuting as an actor under an unreasonable stage name, all of these things really happened?

‘oh my god.’

My head was dizzy.

But he soon calmly moved on again.

No matter what he did, he erased everything from Cheongryeo’s memory anyway.

‘Besides, if I restart, everything I did will become nothing.’

It was a bit futile, but I also felt fortunate.

However, Shin Jae-hyun’s words did not end.

“but… Even if you don’t remember it, it will remain in your unconscious. It must have been a very special episode.”

“… !”

So if you repeat restarting again and again, that unconsciousness will naturally become a hint for new development.

Also about T-Holic.

Also about cast iron.

“Hmm, wouldn’t it have a slight effect?”

Just as the slightest tap on the direction control lever of a speeding airplane changes the route it extends.

“… … .”

‘Is it like that?’

Park Moon-dae seems to have realized the reason why Cheongryeo’s characteristic ’emotion’ fell from S in the past to A now.

Cheong-Ri… Over time, you will come to accept that sometimes it is necessary to reconsider your judgment.

It’s like the casting of a member of the cast iron.

“You will be wiser.”

“Yes.”

Shin Jae-hyun smiled.

“In the end, you get into the habit of restarting even if you think you will succeed to create a perfect group without a single blemish.”

“… … .”

“You met your junior and quit, right?”

will it be hard

Park Moon-dae shrugged.

“so… How do you feel when you see yourself in the past?”

“I can tell because I can see it with my own eyes.”

“You mean it’s better now that you quit than when you can hit again and again?”

Shin Jae-hyun stared at Park Moon-dae without expression.

But he soon laughed.

“that’s right.”

“… … .”

Park Moon-dae also smiled.

I didn’t feel bad.

The big moon, who was watching the scenery outside the living room with a much more comfortable face, heard the sound of shouting from behind.

“I will be there soon!”

“okay.”

Park Moon-dae inhaled.

Familiar faces seemed to be visible on the other side.

* * *

The first thing I grabbed was a firm hand.

“brother.”

I blinked.

And I realized who the owner of the hand was.

“Cheongwoo hyung.”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

A little bit of relief and joy passed over the guy’s face.

And then a sound like screams and cheers groaned. I didn’t expect to receive such an enthusiastic welcome… … .

“ah.”

“Are you insane? Are you insane!”

“I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to come back… !”

puck. Puck puck.

Fists and knives pour out without mercy on the back.

‘help me.’

I’m going to fall down the road

Of course it won’t. I know it’s like this because these guys are all so worried.

“I’m really glad… … .”

“… … .”

I was happy to endure it.

“Is there anything wrong with Park Moon-dae’s body? Check it out now.”

“Hmm, I’m fine.”

It hurts only where you hit. Instead of replying like that, I gave a serious reply.

Bae Se-jin sighed with a flushed face.

“I was going to pour ice water on it if it was a little later.”

“… … .”

I’m glad I woke up before then.

“No water! Moondae. drink water… !”

“ah!”

To be honest, I wasn’t very thirsty, but I calmly checked the time while drinking the water Seon Ah-hyun offered me.

5:30 p.m.

It was around the time the sun was setting.

And looking at the condition of my body, it was clear that not even a day had passed since I collapsed.

‘thank god.’

It’s because the flow of time is different.

Personally, I was curious about how these guys gave the divine protection… … .

“You’d better go to the hospital right away.”

“OK.”

“… … .”

It seems like I have a lot of work to do, so I decided not to ask.

I accepted the candy that Cha Yu-jin, who had a calm face, offered me while speaking in high-level Korean, “Replenish sugar.”

Pretending not to be so quick-witted and calm… … .

“Hyung, I completely respect your personal privacy. But my older brother’s science fiction stuff is an exception. We have to share.”

“… … .”

“This is for emergencies.”

OK.

I gladly shared the truth with the guys who all stopped talking and turned around.

truth.

“I don’t have SF stuff anymore. It’s over.”

“… … !”

It was thrilling to speak.

Of course, the reaction was like this.

“Really??”

“… … If something strange like this happens again, are you going to say something different then?”

“It’s Moondae. Can you swear on a testa?”

I can’t believe it.

“Oh really.”

I popped the candy into my mouth.

The apple sweetness spread in my mouth.

“that… I left everything behind.”

Now I don’t have a system.

Debris, status ailments, control.

And the compulsion to use useless systems disappeared.

The system that used to eat by heating and chilling hosts was no longer clean.

I grinned and savored the taste of the candy.

“Now I just have to work hard.”

“… !!”

It wasn’t until after Keundal confirmed that my words were true several times that they acknowledged this fact amid exasperation and joy.

… sorry and thank you

and that evening.

Finally back at the hostel, I found my bed.

‘I missed you X feet.’

I rubbed my doll with my hands and lifted up the tablet PC.

“It was really creepy to think that my older brother’s bed was my extra bed and then feel logically strange!”

“… … sorry.”

Seriously.

After apologizing to my roommate, I lay in bed and monitored the internet for a while.

-Mundangdang… Anyway, it seems like I’m not a collection (video)

-Open for business Park Moon-dae Legendary roller Watch the 50-second fancam and go

Testa Park Moon-dae was well there.

I heard that people all over the world forgot about me, but when I returned, the symptoms disappeared.

‘Everyone has stopped recognizing that it happened in the first place.’

Of course, I honestly got goosebumps when I saw the records that treated me as a natural absence.

-Please let the 6 testers stay like this forever.

At the same time, I felt relieved.

It’s because I came back well so that it doesn’t end like this.

to my place

“Come to think of it, I noticed hyung’s absence while listening to the demo of the song I was working on. Thanks to the extremely wide range and expressive tone, it was easy to imagine the characteristics of someone who could digest the song… … .”

“Rabin.”

“yes?”

“thanks.”

“… ??”

I patted Kim Raebin’s hair.

And after monitoring, I spent time watching Testa’s group entertainment.

For reference, the other members didn’t get as excited or angry as when the building collapsed. Even the big-headed guy with a disapproving face acted as usual.

‘Are you considering the stability of my mind and body?’

Instead, I brought snacks and sat down next to me, then lay down and watch TV together.

The most recent testa content.

[Lee Se-jin: Oh please, God of archery.]

[Ryu Cheong-wu: Hahaha.]

On the screen, Testa is throwing a dart. It was to choose a song to perform while wearing funny makeup on the streets overseas.

Of course, I am also in it.

[Lee Se-jin: Aaaaaa!!]

[Cha Yu-jin: Archery god! Archery God! ohhhhhh!]

[Park Moon-dae: Hyung, are you good at ranged attacks?]

Ryu Chung-woo hit the dart right in the middle and won the keyword for the song, ‘Last year’s Billboard No. 1 song’, then I threw the dart to set the date. .

And I chose a masterpiece.

It is famous for its addictive chorus that whispers as if possessed by a ghost.

But this should be called Carol’s version.

[Lee Se-jin: … … .]

[Cheongwoo Ryu: … … .]

[Cha Yoo-jin: Moon-dae hyung really has no luck.]

[Park Moon-dae: I guess so.]

“Euhahaha!”

[Park Moon-dae: (Singing sweetly, I’m going to kill you)]

[Bae Se-jin: I never thought I’d succeed in making this song into a carol… … .]

[Raebin Kim: Thank you!]

[Sejin Bae: (A person who couldn’t bear to say that it wasn’t a compliment)]

[Sejin Bae: … I am grateful.]

“Keuheop.”

It was funny and comfortable as always.

What happened was that each and every one of the members was overflowing with personality, so everyone could see who was who.

[Seon Ah-hyun: Then I’ll be Rudolph… !]

[PD: Because you are a deer?]

[Seon Ah-hyun: ! (Realization)]

“It’s the truth.”

“okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. Ah Hyun-ah.”

“Thank you… … .”

it was good with that

I looked back on Testa’s activities up to that night.

… It was fun. Really.

After a few days of coordination among the members, Testa stopped incidental external activities for a while and practiced and rested.

It was to help me regain a choreography or feeling that I might have forgotten while I was stuck in the past.

‘Recover within a week.’

I grinded my teeth and recovered, and in the meantime, the end of the year was approaching.

And there was a day to greet before that.

December 15th.

It’s Park Moon-dae’s birthday.