Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: Rxel
Chapter 280
The Excitement Explodes
@TheNewBlack.Official
(The Special Forces members and the idol guests are standing at the airport. Hanjo and Woojoo are smiling faintly, and Junghyun looks like a satisfied rock.)
We love you!!
#Recording_Done #Special_Forces_Love_You #Sadness_of_Farewell #See_You_Someday #Someday #Next_Time #Time_to_Part #Goodbye_Airport
Woojoo had a dream.
He was standing at a bus stop in the countryside, when he saw a person whose back looked very familiar.
It was their Deoksoon lady, wearing a floral dress.
‘Grandma!’
Woojoo ran towards her, shouting, and grabbed her shoulder. As soon as he did, the person turned their head sharply.
It was Sergeant Go Kwangsoon from Tactical Team 1.
‘I’m not Deoksoon, I’m Kwangsoon.’
‘Argh!’
‘This is the Special Forces’ disguise technique. Number 8.’
Then he said he would teach Woojoo and started chasing him.
As with all dreams, it was nonsense when he thought about it after waking up, but it was really horror when he was dreaming.
But his fear was someone else’s joy.
“Pwahaha!”
When Woojoo told them about his dream at breakfast, his siblings burst into laughter.
Woojoo gave them a serious look as they lay on the table, sobbing.
“Don’t laugh. I’m serious.”
“Pwuhuh! Pwahaha!”
“Wow. Look at these brats. If you knew how tough and scary the Special Forces people are...”
“Ehehehe!”
Wow. They were so mean.
Woojoo remembered what happened last night, as he watched them giggle.
‘Call me! Woojoo!’
‘Where are you going? Let’s take a picture with the Hyungs!’
‘Do you want to do something fun with us on the weekend?’
After taking a group photo at the airport.
Woojoo had a hard time getting away from the Tactical Team 1 members who asked him shyly, ‘Do you want to be friends with us?’
Their eyes were so round and bright, they looked like gym ahjusshis who wanted to recruit new members. Luckily, Woojoo managed to dodge them by saying, ‘I only sleep 3 hours a day...’
Woojoo said he would see them when he had time during the break, but he doubt they would remember that.
“They looked like they would never let you go yesterday.”
“...”
Woojoo plugged his ears and muted them. Then, Durumi, who was sitting across from him, continued talking excitedly.
That was when Bijoo intervened with a gentle smile.
“I think you made some good connections this time, Hyung.”
“Do you want me to introduce you?”
“Uh... Where’s the ketchup?”
Woojoo laughed as he watched him avoid the topic.
He wasn’t wrong.
He told the Special Forces people that yesterday.
Idols were the busiest when they were rising, and they had more free time when they settled down.
They started sending him messages from last night.
-Successfully sold to nephew
-Successfully sold to father
-Total 2 successes. Let’s work harder. Everyone.
They were like they were carrying out some orders, saying ‘Sales attempt... Operation failed. He’s a TNT fan.’
Woojoo laughed as he read the messages.
This was definitely a chance to get to know some good people...
“Junghyun Hyung, do that. That. The thing where Woojoo Hyung threw a boomerang in training.”
“Hold on.”
Junghyun grabbed a plate and made a ‘chop’ sound with his mouth, pretending to catch a disc.
Then he rolled his eyes around, mimicking Woojoo’s expression of looking around.
Woojoo’s siblings started laughing, holding their stomachs.
“Pwahaha!”
“Hey, Kim Junghyun.”
Bijoo made a bleak face.
Still. Bijoo was the best...
“I didn’t see it. Do it again.”
“Wait. ...Chop!”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Woojoo smiled warmly as he watched his kid laugh and clap like a seal.
What could you do when you met new good people? The people around them were so jealous.
Woojoo licked his tongue as he looked at the guys who were furious at teasing him.
“I thought you would realize how precious I am while we were apart, but you’re such ungrateful...”
“No, no. I realized how precious you are, Hyung.”
“Really?”
“It was boring without anyone to tease... Ow!”
The youngest, who got a flick on the forehead from Woojoo, made a sad face. Then, Rihyuk, who was next to him, tapped his phone.
“But we’re fine compared to them.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s from the Street Boys yesterday.”
It was a 2-minute 45-second video file.
When Woojoo pressed the play button on the messenger, the Street Boys were playing tag around Hanjo, who was lying on the bed tired.
-Jeonguk! Kiyahhoo!
-Hey! Stop it!
-Kiyahhoo!
The Street Boys members were pecking at their leader like a flock of pigeons, as if they had heard the handler episode that Junghyun and Woojoo had spread.
Woojoo looked back and forth between the mess on the screen and the siblings who were elegantly teasing him over breakfast.
Then he agreed right away.
“We’re fine.”
“Right?”
As they laughed happily, Woojoo heard Hanjo say ‘Seon Woojoo, you’re dead!’ from the screen.
After taking a sweet rest at the dorm in the morning.
Woojoo went to work with a refreshed condition.
When he visited the Management Team’s office, Seokhwan Hyung looked incredulous.
“Did you rest at all?”
“I slept well, so don’t worry.”
“You’ll wear out your bones. Man. You should rest when you can. You’re not a machine.”
He scolded Woojoo, but he seemed to be glad that he came.
It was because the schedule was busy.
It was already early July.
Each department of the company was working hard to prepare for their fourth album and solo concert.
“There’s so much to do. Really.”
The manager swept his hair back as he organized the papers and notes on the table.
“Your solo concert, it’s such a big scale that there are more than one or two things to worry about. The sound, too.”
It seemed to be the biggest performance they had prepared at the company so far.
“Really, buy whatever you want.”
It was a happy time for everyone.
“I, I wanted to try this too. Woojoo Hyung said he did this for his grandma. I’ll buy everything from here to here...”
As Bijoo went from one end of the hanger to the other, he suddenly disappeared.
“...Son, where did you go?”
“Bijoo!”
“Hyung, why do you get lost even here...?”
That day, the department store celebrity sighting post had ‘New Black Bijoo not a concept lost child ᄋᄋ’.
Meanwhile, the other families were also having a good time.
Expensive meat restaurant.
Junghyun, who had put on an apron, looked at his father with a meat tongs and said, “Dad. What is the meat that your son buys for you?”
“Love?”
“Of course it’s meat. What are you talking about, Dad?”
“Hey. You bastard!”
The meat restaurant owner politely clasped his hands and took orders as much as Junghyun’s family ate meat by the kg.
“Jiho, are you upset?”
“...”
“My youngest~”
“No, I’m not really hurt. I bought these expensive gifts and everything, but they only talk about the letter. No, I’m not hurt... I’m really not hurt. Anyway, if they like the letter so much, I’ll only write letters from now on.”
He was upset to see his family only moved by the handwritten letter, even though he had bought them expensive gifts.
“Ah, it’s so quiet... I feel like I’m alive... Oof!”
Someone had turned the hotel bathroom into a water park after slipping in the jacuzzi while trying to read a book.
And then.
【Farming Children = Huge Success】
Stepmom [My son bought me a gift hehehe]
Stepmom [I’m so happy~~~]
Junghyun’s Dad [(Picture)]
Junghyun’s Dad [There’s more food than we can eat, good, good]
Junghyun’s Dad [We ate until we couldn’t breathe, today was our best effort]
Jiho’s Dad [The heart is what matters most]
Jiho’s Dad [(Picture)]
Jiho’s Dad [But the son of a gun only wrote two lines in his letter]
Jiho’s Dad [Even kimbap has more than two lines]
The group chat was filled with reviews saying ‘I’m so happy~’.
And among them, there was someone who showed a relaxed attitude while looking at the messages that kept coming up.
It was Mrs. Kim Deoksoon, who had a smile of satisfaction on her face.
Gunsan City.
A couple who had come for a trip was wandering around the city to find some good restaurants.
“It should be around here...”
“Is it really that good?”
“It always comes up when you search for the best Korean meal. A senior I know went there and he always talks about their crab dish whenever he mentions Gunsan.”
“Really?”
The couple turned into a side street as they said ‘the owner is grumpy but he gives a lot of side dishes’.
But unfortunately, when they arrived, the store shutter was already down.
As they were about to leave, looking at the shabby sign that said ‘Soon’s Korean Meal’.
Clang, a sound came along with the store door opening and someone came out.
“Whoa...? Who’s that?”
“Maybe that’s the owner. Let’s ask...”
They stopped in their tracks as they saw the person’s outfit who came out of the store.
Anyone could tell that it was an attire for going home after finishing the business.
As they were feeling disappointed and hoping for the next time, a sound caught their attention.
Beep, beep-
A fire lit up in a luxury foreign car that was parked nearby.
The grandmother who owned the Korean meal place lightly brushed her hair that was fluttering in the wind and wrapped a scarf elegantly.
‘Could it be that she’s the owner of that car...?’
‘Is she the car owner...?’
As they blinked and stared, the car swiftly passed by them. They thought they heard a familiar song from inside the car.
It was Deoksoon-ah sung by some idol.
As the car zoomed by, they blinked their eyes.
“Wow. I only heard stories that famous restaurant owners drive Benz when they close the shutter. It must be a really famous Korean meal place. The owner’s car is...”
“It must be doing really well?”
The couple, who seemed to have stopped thinking at the same point, turned their heads and looked at each other.
The man said seriously, “Should we come back here tomorrow?”
“Let’s do that.”
It was the moment when a wrong misunderstanding was arising among the tourists who visited Gunsan.
Lemon Entertainment.
The A&R Team staff, who had documents tucked under their arms, entered the conference room with yawns.
“Hello!”
“Hi~”
The staff smiled at the cheerful greetings of the New Black members.
They looked much brighter than before, thanks to the recent hiring of external staff.
After exchanging stories about the airport masked villain meme that had been a hot topic a while ago.
“You all got your settlement, right? Congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
“What did you do?”
“I bought gifts for my family or used it for personal purposes.”
Someone said with a hint of envy, “You have to be careful. You’re not the only ones who get scammed. Seriously.”
“I know. The President personally contacted us on the settlement day. He said to be careful of these and those scammers...”
“Well. The President is very thorough about that.”
As they were talking, Director Jo Gyuhwan, the chief producer, walked into the conference room with a coffee in his hand.
“Good morning, everyone~”
He pulled out a chair and sat down across from the head seat, and the meeting began with Woojoo sitting in the middle of the table.
“Uh...”
But Woojoo’s reaction was strange today.
He seemed to have something to say, but he hesitated. Instead of his usual cheerful smile, he had a somewhat awkward grin on his face.
‘Why is he acting like this?’
‘Is he suddenly shy?’
‘You are free, everyone. Shout it out. Woojoo.’
As they watched him with different thoughts, a soft voice came out.
“Um, I have something I want to tell the staff.”
“Something you want to tell?”
Director Jo tilted his head.
“What is it?”
“...I realized something important while filming ‘Men Go’ this time. I wanted to tell you before the meeting started.”
“Tell us.”
“First, I have a question.”
“Yeah.”
It was when Director Jo and the A&R Team members nodded and sipped their iced americanos.
Woojoo asked, “Um, was I the Dooly that everyone was talking about at the company?”
“Pfft-!”
Coffee fountains erupted all over the conference room.