Chapter 207

Name:The Maknae Has to Be an Idol Author:
Chapter 207

Dong-Jun stared at me with a goofy smile on his face. It was as if he was trying to show on purpose that he didn’t hear anything. I could be overly interpreting Dong-Jun’s usual expression because I was paranoid, but I didn’t know what to think. Dong-Jun walked forward, maintaining a smile on his face. Woon and Do-Seung followed closely from behind with slightly tense expressions on their faces. They knew each other’s secrets and were trying to be discreet.

‘I think something like this happened before.’ I felt a strange sense of déjà vu. When I met Do-Seung as the first regressor at the dorm, I remembered Dong-Jun suddenly popping out and declaring that he would order malatang in the morning. I was relieved that the matter had passed like that...

‘But maybe he found out then?’ Once I started, my worries racked up on top of one another. Dong-Jun opened his mouth then.

“Yeon-Hoon said we should do a v-live as a commemoration for our winning first place in the waiting room.”

“Ah, really?”

“Oh.”

“That’s great.”

“Not for too long but for around twenty to thirty minutes.”

“That’s good.”

“It won’t be bad to have it for longer.”

“But there are other people who have to use the waiting room too.”

“Ah, I see. We have to make space for them.”

A very awkward and stiff conversation continued. It seemed Do-Seung and Woon were trying their hardest to make a normal conversation, but the more they did this, the more awkward they appeared. I needed to get to the bottom of this matter since if Dong-Jun had heard, this conversation would be pointless anyway.

“Dong-Jun, did you hear the conversation we had outside the emergency door?” I asked blatantly.

Woon and Do-Seung turned toward me in shock. Their expressions seemed to be asking if I had lost my mind, but I wondered when else I could ask him. Dong-Jun looked back too and said in a carefree expression.

“Yeah, I did~” Dong-Jun’s tone and expression didn’t seem to match the content of his words.

“Oh...so you heard?” I didn’t expect his response at all. I had expected him to go, ‘Huh? I didn’t hear anything?’ or at least, hesitantly, ‘Yeah....I heard...’- not this bright exclamation of ‘I did~’.

If he really heard the conversation that passed between me, Woon, and Do-Seung, he shouldn’t have appeared so carefree but more astounded and confused by the situation. It was me who was baffled by his response now. We walked in silence across the hallways. Th/e most uptodate novels are published on n0velbj)n(.)co/m

“But I didn’t hear what you all said too well. The door’s sound-blocking function is great~” Dong-Jun said. He was saying he heard us but not too well. Hearing this, I felt relieved. Woon and Do-Seung continued like they had been waiting for it.

“Ah, really?”

“Hahaha....yeah...the door is thick...”

“We didn’t talk too much. We just talked about the choreography and the song. You know since the three of us are in charge of the song production, lyrics, and choreography. That’s why...”

I didn’t know why Woon and Do-Seung failed to grow their lying skills after regressing so many times. Anyone listening to them could tell they were lying. Rather than intervening, I decided to watch from behind.

‘Dong-Jun heard us properly.’ All I could think right now was that Dong-Jun was playing with us, but I wondered what that would lead to. It wasn’t like Dong-Jun would suddenly change and try to harm us if he learned the truth. Thus, I planned to watch what happened for now.

“Let’s go to the waiting room first. Yeon-Hoon was wondering where you all are.”

“Ah, yes, yes.”

“Yeah, Yeon-Hoon must be waiting. Let’s go.”

“Let’s go in~”

We all headed there. When we opened the door, we found Yeon-Hoon waiting for us.

“What! Where did you go, you guys! Dong-Jun and I have been looking for you guys for so long.”

“We just had some things to talk about.”

“What? Without me and Dong-Jun?

The v-live came to an end, and after it was over, Ms. Seung-Yeon and Ms. Hyuna came in while holding a cake.

“Congratulations Siren!”

“We could only get this because we were in a hurry, but we thought we should get a cake for a day like this.”

“Wow...”

“Thank you so much.”

“This is awesome.”

My members looked touched seeing the cake that Ms. Hyuna and Ms. Seung-Yeon brought. Dong-Jun was usually the first one to respond in the presence of a high-calorie food like this, but this time, he simply stood in the back quietly.

‘Haa...This is giving me a headache...’ Since my doubts started, every little thing that Dong-Jun did looked suspicious.

***

After the live broadcast ended and we shared the cake with the staff, we returned to our dorm. Since we didn’t have a fan meeting today, we could go home earlier than usual. And on our way, we talked more than usual inside the car.

“For our next album...”

“The song’s concept...”

“I think for the dancing...”

It seemed winning first place today really set a fire in my members’ minds, and they were already talking about the next album.

“Before that, we need to do some activities with our album’s track songs too.” Though thinking about the next album was great, this took precedence. After all, I needed to get rid of the death flag missions first.

“Ah, of course~”

“We need to seal the win with follow-up activities.”

“We can do it!”

It was great to see how high my members’ morale was. We soon arrived at the dorm and Ms. Seung-Yeon and Ms. Hyuna greeted us off while we got on the elevator.

“Ahh~ We are home!”

“We really went through so much today.”

“Today felt so long...”

“Good work you all!”

My members all slumped into the living room and conversed while rolling on the floor. Then, my members all went to take a shower one by one. There were a total of three shower rooms in this dorm: one in the living room and one each in the two big rooms.

“You guys shower first. Tae-Yoon and I can wash ourselves last,” Dong-Jun said.

“Oh, what? Why are you suddenly acting so serious?”

“Not as serious as the weight you pull at the gym.”

“...You know how to make a joke.”

After the members got into the showers, the only ones remaining in the living room were Dong-Jun and I. Dong-Jun and I sat on the sofa while looking at each of our phones. Usually, Dong-Jun would’ve tried to provoke me or even poke my side with his toes. That was the sort of personality he had.

Instead, Dong-Jun asked me, “Should we go out for a bit, Tae-Yoon?” Then, when I stared at him, he asked, “Don’t we have something to talk about?”

We did have things to talk about but how far did he know? Thus, I was trying to fish out the scope of his knowledge when Dong-Jun began, “Tae-Yoon, what is it about the regressors? And the second regression and Billboard Hot 100? And why will Do-Seung and Woon die?”

“Ah...”

There was nothing to fish. Dong-Jun heard our entire conversation.