Chapter 257:

Chapter 257:

Translator: MarcTempest

Editor: Rxel

Chapter 257

Monday morning.

The staff member sitting at the counter of the family restaurant glanced over the reservation book.

‘Let’s see. Three groups for lunch. Five groups for dinner. And...’

There was one group in the morning.

The group of guests marked as ‘Seon Woojoo and 15 others’ were the ones she had personally taken the reservation from.

They said they would come with four children along with the adults.

Keeping an eye on the outside as the reservation time approached, the staff member spotted two men approaching the store.

‘Are those the people?’

She felt a visual shock at the moment she looked closely.

“Watermelon?”

The green and red were so intense that she mistook the fashion for a watermelon at first.

A Hawaiian shirt with red and green roses intertwined and white pants.

Plus a mask and sunglasses.

He looked like a businessman who would pull a ferry at a port somewhere, with a perfect outfit for that.

But the proportions were...

The outfit was middle-aged, but the body was model-like. She felt a moment of awe at the extreme contrast.

Ding.

The two men opened the door and came in.

“Hello.”

The man with the sunglasses greeted her with a smile.

“I made a reservation. The name is Seon Woojoo...”

“Oh, yes... I remember your reservation, sir. Are your companions on their way?”

“Yes, they’re all coming.”

She asked with a friendly smile, “Are the kids still on their way?”

“Yes, they’re on their way. One of them is here.”

“...?”

At that moment, the staff member gasped.

She had been distracted by the Hawaiian shirt and didn’t notice the shadow behind him.

A navy blue shirt and black pants.

He looked like a bodyguard with sunglasses and a taciturn expression. He was even chewing gum like a rock.

“Did you say our kids before...”

“Yes. This is our kid.”

The Hawaiian shirt wrapped his arm around him and showed him off like a ‘ta-da’.

He offered him a jelly with a warm smile and said, ‘Do you want some jelly?’

She unknowingly ate it as if she was bewitched.

When her head was getting tangled up, fortunately, he took off his mask and sunglasses and the question was solved.

“Ah... It’s hot. Junghyun.”

“Yeah. Hyung. Should we just go inside?”

“No, let’s wait for the kids and go together. But why aren’t they coming? Bijoo said he got lost again?”

“No. On the way, Jihyo found a doll machine.”

“What about the others?”

“...They’re doing it too.”

“How old are they? All of them. Junghyun, can you change the jelly to a different color for me?”

The staff member widened her eyes.

‘Wow!’

He was a celebrity.

The face of the idol leader who had generously released his dark history on Shintoki last week came to her mind.

What was his name? But...

“Yes.”

He chuckled at her surprised expression.

“We’re New Black. Woojoo.”

“I’m Junghyun.”

When she came to her senses, she was taking a selfie with them, and soon the rest of the guests poured in.

“We’re here!”

“It’s not even hot, why did you take off your mask? Ah... You were acting like a celebrity again.”

“The road is really complicated. Here.”

The idol members who came in chattering with the managers and staff.

She calmly guided them to their seats and ran to the kitchen as soon as she turned around.

“Wow! Do you know that a celebrity came in?”

“A celebrity? Who?”

“New Black. Idol.”

“Oh! Them?”

“Wow. Can I get an autograph later...?”

The kitchen staff were laughing happily at first.

But their laughter stopped abruptly after three seconds.

“Wait a minute.”

“That wasn’t a kid...?”

Everyone’s eyes shifted to the cake that was carefully decorated.

“Can we erase that?”

“If we erase it, it will look like a mess.”

“...”

“...”

There was a phrase written in large chocolate letters on it: ‘Kim Bijoo, child! Happy birthday!’

“...”

“...”

They were stunned as they approached their reserved table.

Colorful balloons.

Four colorful children’s chairs.

“...”

When they stood still at the table, Minki Hyung, who was filming with a handycam, burst into laughter.

The other staff also rolled around with laughter.

Rihyuk’s cheeks trembled and he turned his head sharply.

“How did you make the reservation?”

“No, I’m sure I did it right...”

“You did it right and these chairs came out?”

“Well, at least they’re not for babies.”

“...”

Rihyuk made a sour face, Junghyun said ‘interesting’, and Jihyo wrapped the balloon string around his finger and liked it.

“Hahaha!”

The birthday boy, whose laughter barrier was 1cm today, started laughing.

“...Sorry. Bijoo.”

“No, Hyung.” Bijoo waved his hand and said, “I think it’s going to be a memorable birthday.”

The staff member that Dowon Hyung called ran over and apologized, saying he would change the chairs.

Woojoo smiled awkwardly and said, “We can just sit, but our kids have short upper bodies.”

“That’s usually what people say when they have long legs. You, sir.”

The staff member turned his head slightly and bit his lip.

They weren’t small, but if they just sat down, their legs would be too long.

Jihyo said, “No one can sit on this. Junghyun Hyung needs two chairs.”

“Two is reasonable.”

True. Bijoo barely fits.

“Isn’t it weird to begin with that adults want to sit on children’s chairs?”

...When they heard that voice, their heads turned at the same time.

Then, something flashed in the minds of the four of them, like a light bulb turning on.

“Uh...”

“Uh...”

“This is it.”

They asked the staff member who was taking away the chairs for permission.

“Wait, please.”

“Wait, please. We’ll take care of the last one.”

When their eyes turned to him, Rihyuk shuddered and shook his head vigorously.

“No, I really won’t sit. No way. Don’t do this!”

“Rihyuk.” Woojoo said seriously, “Just sit once. It’s my wish.”

“Please, don’t waste your wish on something like this.”

-Nice?

-[OP] They were nice, but I felt some distance. They had an aura that made them hard to approach as celebrities. You guys would freeze too if you saw them in person

-Huh they seemed friendly

-[OP] They look friendly, but they are different in real life

-What’s the children’s event?

-Go to our company’s sns and see. Our manager asked me to upload a video separately

Around the time the internet was buzzing with the news of The New Black’s visit to a family restaurant, a video was also posted on Olive House’s official SNS.

@Olive_House_Korea

(A video of New Black members singing in a space with children’s balloons)

Who are the special guests who visited Olive House?

#The_family_restaurant_that_even_the_trendy_idols_visit #New_Black

As the video of the idol’s birthday party that made you excited just by watching it spread silently.

A few hours later.

Olive House’s US headquarters SNS account retweeted and posted a picture that looked like a meme.

@Olive_House_Official

(On the left, there is a calm children’s Woojoo picture with ‘Before’ written on it, and on the right, there was a picture of adults dancing happily with ‘After’ written on the space picture.)

Translate: This Korean kid grew up and dances and sings at Olive House. Our restaurant makes customers happy. Good response. Thank you. Like New Black. Like K-pop.

Meanwhile, the news of that day’s video and SNS also reached the idol community.

Along with a captioned capture of the live video where Woojoo said with a sad expression to the Soufflés, “I made a mistake with the reservation...”

[The idol who made a buzz with their birthday party today.youknowho]

-I only clicked on the article because of the headline “Birthday Party is Now a Hot Topic”

-So, what’s the news about New Black today?

-Black again;

-You little coals, hurry up and give me the information

–ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏDo you just accept it as science now?

-The bed is science-grade

-Is that a floral lecturer? Is he from outer space?

-That’s why he posts close-up shots of his home often...

–ᄏᄏᄏᄏBut he did a really fun birthday event

-Olive House is famous for doing good eventsᄏᄏᄏBut I didn’t know they would do it with such high tension

-He’ll get promoted to branch managerᄏᄏHe did a good job of promoting

Bijoo’s birthday ended happily.

They spent the whole day running around, taking sticker photos, and going to arcades. They also ate shaved ice that he always wanted to eat.

They played almost ten days’ worth of fun in one day.

They almost had trouble when some fans barged in, but luckily, Dowon Hyung handled it well.

They finished by going to the subway ad their our Soufflés gave to Bijoo and taking a proof shot.

“Wow...”

One of the golden-handed Soufflés made a beautiful ad out of a scene from the History Discovery Team.

Bijoo, with his fine golden hair, wearing a coat and a hat.

He looked like a young scholar who passed the civil service exam in the ad, and they all marveled at him with wide eyes.

They went to several places like a tour from there.

They stuck post-its everywhere they went, but...

They made it so that if they put one letter on each post-it, it would make a sentence of gratitude, but someone took it off in the middle, so when they put it together, it became a weird sentence like “Offer a sacrifice to the Soufflés” and they were flustered.

It was a satisfying day overall.

“I really enjoyed today...”

They all felt proud of the grateful face of the person who said this.

Well. Until then, Woojoo thought they had a normal birthday.

-Woojoo...

A few days later, Seokhwan Hyung asked Woojoo with a dumbfounded face on the video call.

-You guys went to have a birthday party, right?

“Yes.”

-But why did a TV ad come in...?

“Uh, well...”

-You guys didn’t go to the headquarters and do business after saying you were having a birthday party, did you?

“No. It’s not like that.”

They explained earnestly to him who looked at them suspiciously.

The promotion on the internet was so good that they got a request to be the TV ad model for the family restaurant ‘Olive House’.

Junghyun said, “It’s amazing. We went to sing a song and got an ad.”

“I have a good idea, Hyungs,” Jiho said with his eyes wide open. “How about we go to a cell phone store and play next time? We might get a telecom ad.”

“Yeah. Let’s go and dance with balloons.”

While they were exchanging nonsense with laughter, the manager just smiled.

After talking about this absurd but good situation for a while.

They heard about the schedule.

-You guys are done with the music show next week, right? I’ve sorted out the ad requests that came in during that time, so you can just shoot those first.

They were finally going to shoot the ads that they had postponed because of the music show activities.

They heard that there were about six places in total, including this Olive House. There were also a couple of TV ads.

They admired the names of the major brands while we heard other requests.

-There’s a K-net overseas concert next week, remember? You guys pack your bags in advance. Don’t pack your bags while doing laundry all night like you did in Singapore.

“Yesss...”

-Who packs their bags while running the washing machine all night?

They were invited as performers to the K-net overseas concert that will be held in Osaka, Japan next week.

They had to pack their bags in advance this time.

They made a firm resolution while they heard about their personal schedule.

-By the way, Woojoo, you have a pre-meeting with the ‘Men Go’ team in a few days, so go and do well.

“Yesss...”

-The shooting schedule is roughly around late June to July. It could be moved up.

“...”

Woojoo was happy to hear about the ads, but he was gloomy at the news after that.

This year, he had to go to the reserve forces and the military variety show.

Woojoo was so excited when he heard that they got a TV commercial deal with a lens company, but his mood quickly deflated.

His siblings noticed his gloomy expression and tried to cheer him up.

Woojoo said it didn’t matter if they weren’t chosen, and that he would take one of them anyway, but they all turned their heads away with a snort.

“Guys, let’s go to rehearsal!”

The manager’s call interrupted Woojoo’s phone call with Seokhwan Hyung.

Woojoo walked with a heavy step.

He checked the mic pack on his waist and adjusted the head mic angle to fit his lips.

As he walked, loosening his throat, he saw the members of the rookie boy group Iris nearby. They bowed their waists to greet him.

“Hello! Sunbae-nim!”

“Hi, hello.”

They nodded their heads and smiled brightly.

“...”

But their reaction was awkward.

Woojoo thought they had a good senior image, but why did it seem like it didn’t work? They had worked hard on their image management.

Woojoo walked past the Iris members, who looked at him with confused eyes, with a gentle smile.

“Street Boys are making a comeback today, right?”

“Yes. That’s right. They said they would come to our waiting room later. They want to see our room too.”

It was Thursday, the second week of their Flower Dance promotion and the seventh week of their music show. Street Boys had made a comeback with a new album.

They had charted yesterday, and Woojoo heard they were doing well. He hoped they would succeed.

He saw their concept photos and music video, and they all had a lot of muscles. He wondered what they would look like in person.

...Speaking of which, there was also someone who debuted today, someone Woojoo didn’t want to run into.

Woojoo shook his head as he got on the elevator to the first floor.

They say if you talk about the tiger, it comes.

At the corner of the hallway, he saw the eyes of a five-member idol group turn to them as they got on the elevator.

“...”

And before anyone could react, the tallest one among them saw Woojoo and widened his eyes.

“Uh...!”

Woojoo quickly got on the elevator, seeing his eyes flicker with madness.

Don’t call me weirdly. Don’t call me weirdly.

“Sergeant!”

“...”

“It’s me, Sergeant!”

Woojoo’s siblings looked stunned as someone ran towards them, and he pressed the close button on the elevator.

“Who is that?”

“Someone I don’t want to run into...”

From below the rising elevator, Woojoo heard a thud and a scream.