Chapter 244

Name:The Maknae Has to Be an Idol Author:
Chapter 244

“So we’re having a hangout party with just regressors, right?” Dong-Jun confirmed with me one more time. This felt like we were out casting Yeon-Hoon when in reality, Yeon-Hoon was working the hardest in our war against the system. However, we couldn’t prematurely call a person who did not have their memories as a regressor.

“Yes, see you tonight.” Anyway, if this was successful, we would also be able to meet with Yeon-Hoon with his memories as a regressor. Thus, I wasn’t going to feel impatient.

“Then I’ll go buy a beer and see if Kang Do-Seung and Woon are up to it.”

“Yes.” Just in time, the door slammed open and the rest of the members came in.

“Park Dong-Jun! Are you crazy! Why did you just runout! How can you just get on the elevator by yourself?”

“Why did you run like that all of a sudden, Dong-Jun...”

“What’s wrong, Dong-Jun? Are you sick?”

The members seemed to have came all the way to the dorm because Dong-Jun suddenly ran. Well, I guess I would also go up to catch someone if the person I was walking with suddenly ran somewhere like a madman.

“I suddenly missed our maknae so much that I couldn’t help it~” Dong-Jun responded nonchalantly to the members’ questions.

“Are you crazy?”

Sigh... “Dong-Jun...”

“Are you sick? I’m asking cause I’m really serious.”

At this point, shouldn’t I get hurt that they were reacting like that to Dong-Jun running to see me? However, I couldn’t find even a trace of worry that I would be hurt on my members’ faces. Although the situation itself was ridiculous, I still felt strangely sad.

“Guys, wake up. Let’s hurry up and go buy a beer.”

“Yes~” Dong-Jun got up from his seat and left the dorm with the members. Like this, the beer party went on its second expedition.

***

The members came back with beer. Since they weren’t heavy drinks, the amount of beer they bought was miniscule.

‘Four cans of imported beer?’ That was the amount I used to drink all by myself. I remembered wanting more after drinking that amount and having to go to the convenience store multiple times. I couldn’t believe four adults were sharing that amount; I guess they thought just one can per person was enough.

“Guys, this is 12,000 won for four cans. So cheap!” Yeon-Hoon excitedly bragged about getting a bargain.

“Wasn’t that originally 10,000 won? I guess it went up.” I said the price without much thought.

“...How does Mr. Bong know the price of beer?” Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

“Oh...!” Only after I spoke did I remember I was a minor. In the future where I used to live, a new era of beer price competition among convenience store opened across the country, and the price of 12,000 won for 4 cans dropped to 10,000 won. The price of beer, which had risen with rising prices, was returned to the price about 10 years ago.

I had remembered the price of that time and had a slip of tongue, but Yeon-Hoon glanced suspiciously at me.

“Were you...a delinquent, Tae-Yoon?”

“You’re being way too nice to describe a high school student who drinks as just a delinquent. If you’re a high school student who drinks, you’re a thug through and through.”

“Then were you a thug, Tae-Yoon?”

“I don’t drink! I’ve never had a drink in my life. I just knew the price because I saw the previous price in a convenience store a long time ago.”

“...I’ll look over it for now, but no alcohol.”

“...Yes.”

I suddenly became a teenager who drank. Since I never had a drink in this world’s body, I wasn’t technically lying. The members sipped a can of beer each, and as expected, they had no choice but to go on the road to buy beer again. On the third expedition, they bought eight cans of beer.

‘Does it double every time they go?’ I imagined that they might buy 16 cans of beer on the fourth expedition and eventually have to buy a bucketload of beer, but the expedition eventually ended with 8 beers.

“Oh, but I think that’s the same for Woon in this world too. He frequently murmurs, ‘this choreography is so good...’, even though he was the one who made it.”

“It’s the same for Park Dong-Jun. I’m not exaggerating but he seriously searches Siren’s name a 1,000 times on Utube. And did you know that he created a messenger multi-profile?”

“A multi-profile?”

“He made one for his high school classmates to see...wait a minute.”

The atmosphere of this conversation was slowly turning into a diss-battle of the members. I wondered if I should put a stop to it but just left It because it was fun.

“This is the profile, and seriously, I just want to smack him on the head.”

I stared at the multi-profile for non-celebs that Dong-Jun made. The profile picture of the multi-profile was the mirror selfie that our group took together in the waiting room of a music broadcast. This was normal so far, but the profile message was the true kicker.

—I am currently unable to reply because I’m busy with my schedule.

“...”

“...Pfff.”

“...Hahaha!”

He was unable to check messages because he was too busy with his schedules.

“For real...I don’t want to say this, but he’s too full of himself.”

“He wants to make it obvious to his non-celeb friends that he’s very busy and popular right now.”

It was true that we had busy schedules, but it wasn’t to the extent that we couldn’t check a mirror selfie similar to the one on the private profile, the message was completely different.

—Siren Fighting!!

This cute phrase was his profile message. As expected, there seemed to be chaos deep inside people that no one should see. Like this, we went back and forth exposing the members like this, and we had a good laugh in a while. Perhaps because the members had drank, they were more loose with their mouths.

When was the last time I had laughed like this? I hadn’t been able to laugh ever since receiving the Billboard mission as I was always in a nervous state. However, I needed to leave behind the easy-going and fun emotions behind and tell the members what was on my mind.

“Guys, can you focus on what I’m saying for a moment?”

“Yes.”

“Of course.”

“What is it?” The members laughed and talked for a long time and then listened carefully to my serious voice. First of all, I needed to share with the members about Yeon-Hoon, who I met in space and became the system. I wondered how I should I convey this and decided to say it as it is.

“You know the system that gives us missions? That’s actually Yeon-Hoon. So...” I wanted to say that if Yeon-Hoon tried to take control of the system and we help him completely control the system, we could end the endless cycle of regression but—

“What?”

“...What did you say?”

“What the hell, wait a minute.”

The members panicked before they even heard me finish.

“No, no, wait a minute, guys. Wait-“

“Where’s Woo Yeon-Hoon!”

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

“How...could Yeon-Hoon do that...I really believe him...”

I thought that I really needed to fix my speech, and I realized brief summary was not always the answer.