As I rapidly lost weight over the past few days due to various events, it was no surprise that fans started voicing their worries.
— Wait, is that waist for real? my idol looks skin and bones
— I always joked like ‘he’s literally half of Kangwon lol’ but it’s actually starting to come true. I’m scared he’s going to collapse
— Seungbeom-ah, you’re so tall, how can you weigh the same as me? Seriously, this isn’t funny
— Captain, please eat something!! ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ`༽ I’m watching the reality show, and it looks like you’re always having to redo fittings because your weight keeps dropping
— People were saying he looked skinny even during SI4 days, but compared to how he looks now, his face back then was like a baby’s; he at least had some fat on his cheeks
— Yuuda-ya, are you stealing all Seungbeom’s food?
└ He doesn’t steal food, but he cleans up all the leftovers from the light eaters. He’s like a vacuum cleaner
└ Ah ㅜㅜ what are we supposed to do with this puppy who loves food so much? I wish Seungbeom would eat even half as much as Yuuda
[Han Seungbeom’s Serious Health Condition (shocking)]
But after a video was uploaded on NeoTube comparing Han Seungbeom’s face from when I first appeared on Survive IDOL to now, I couldn’t help but think, ‘Ah, I really have lost a lot of weight.’
‘They say that when illness strikes, it’s the thin ones who go to the afterlife first. Now I finally get what that means.’
It wasn’t that I started to look unwell or anything like that, but little by little, I could feel my stamina wearing down when I was standing, and I think I started to struggle with physically demanding tasks.
‘I’m pretty sure that up until the middle, I had gained quite a bit more weight compared to when I first woke up in Han Seungbeom’s body, so when exactly did things start going wrong?’
As I reflected on that question, I suddenly remembered the moment I learned of Seo Yuseong’s death. Somehow, I managed to pull myself together through sheer willpower and have been trying to return to a normal life, but for some reason, it felt like my body hadn’t improved at all since then.
‘I just don’t really feel the urge to eat in the first place…….’
I was withering away little by little, so gradually that even I didn’t notice it myself.
“…….”
Some fans questioned if there might be a serious health problem with me, but after the agency confirmed that I had been thoroughly examined and no serious illness was found, most seemed to think it was just because I was under a lot of stress.
‘Perhaps it’s a blessing in disguise that this incident blew up so big.’
Life brought fleeting events, but sometimes there was pain that lingered in the heart until your dying breath. However, since most people tended to complain about the fatigue that came with such pain, I thought it was actually fortunate that Han Jaewoon’s issue, which was a more short-term problem, came out into the open.
— Now that Han Jaewoon has also become quiet, things will probably get better soon. What a relief… ㅜㅜ
Because the difference in fatigue between a problem that could be quickly solved because the cause was known and one that showed no hope of a solution was striking.
‘It’s less stressful because everyone thinks that once Han Jaewoon’s problem is solved, everything will quickly go back to normal.’
The public had already stopped paying much attention to Han Jaewoon’s problematic actions, much like a piece of gum that’s already lost its flavor. It was fair to consider Han Jaewoon a ‘resolved problem‘. Before they got tired from watching and thinking, ‘When will this finally be resolved?‘ or “Isn’t this enough by now?‘, the public had already felt a convincing sense of closure.
‘Now, all I have to do is look like I’m doing better.’
No one might have known the truth, but in the end, this was the right answer. How could someone whose job was to bring joy to people keep causing them nothing but fatigue?
Since the agency was, after all, a company that aimed for profit, they likely wanted to avoid a situation where, with the contract period nearing its end, ongoing concerns about my condition would keep coming up and restrict their ability to freely arrange schedules. So, with final promotions just around the corner, the strategy they took to assure fans that “Han Seungbeom is fine now, so there’s no need to worry” was exactly this.
“Today’s filming will be, as we informed you in advance…….”
“MT, MT MT1! I love it!”
Right as the camera started recording, even before the PD could finish talking, a super excited Do Yuda jumped up and down on the spot and shouted. As soon as Mat began to jump, Pat, who had been standing still beside him, also started bouncing around and, unable to contain his excitement, headbutted Mat’s butt.
“Eek!”
“All set.”
“Uh, uhh, guys. What’s going on? Why the butt……. The butts…….”
Like falling dominoes, the two fools and the nearby carry-on luggage collapsed all at once. Meanwhile, the sensible Woo Kangwon, clearly confused about why someone would suddenly headbutt another person’s butt after just standing there, flailed his hands with a bewildered expression.
“Hyung, those hyungs acting weird isn’t something new. Don’t waste your energy trying to understand them.”
At the end of Lee Danbi’s cold voice, I lifted my head and looked up at the blue sky.
‘Why do I feel like my IQ drops whenever I look at those guys?’
Wasn’t the point of an MT just to play foot volleyball like carefree grasshopper, sing, play games, drink until you puke, and then call it a day when you wake up? I did agree that showing fans how we spend our leisure time in front of the camera would reassure them.
However, this felt less like MT and more like I was leading a group of kindergarteners on a field trip.
“…….”
Lee Hwayoung seemed to have stopped viewing them as fellow human beings. Noticing the look of disdain in his eyes, as if he were watching a bunch of dumb neighborhood dogs, I gave him a nudge in the back. It was my way of saying, “Even if they’re like that, they’re still your teammates, so don’t look at them with such contempt“. In response, Lee Hwayoung tilted his head and pouted his lips, as if to say he hadn’t done anything wrong.
I let out a heavy sigh as I looked at him, gave his butt a light tap, and walked over to the two fools squabbling on the ground. Grabbing each of them by the scruff of the neck—one in each hand—I dragged them back to their spots and gave the PD a polite nod.
“I’m sorry.”
It meant I’d keep these fools in check, so they should go ahead with the filming. At that, the PD, who’d been chuckling nonstop for a while, finally composed himself and began speaking again.
“Yes, as you all know, this self-produced content is an MT. We’re going to film you relaxing and having fun, so please just enjoy yourselves.”
“Huh, is that all?”
When we were told to just have fun without any specific broadcast missions, Do Yuda tilted his head in confusion and asked. But the PD simply grinned and replied.
“Yes, that’s right. But since reality is the concept, you’ll have to drive yourselves all the way to the pool villa, got it?”
As soon as they heard that they had to drive themselves, the members stared blankly at the two PPL cars parked right in front of us, then slowly turned their heads to look at each other.
“…Anyone with a driver’s license?”
Their expressions showed not even a speck of trust. Lee Danbi especially looked like he didn’t trust them at all. It was understandable, though, since most of these chicks were just barely out of their teens. How much driving experience could they really have?
“…….”
Woo Kangwon was the first to break the odd silence, speaking with a determined voice, “I, I have a license.”
The members’ expressions softened with the joy that half of us would be free from unlicensed driving. But that relief only lasted a few seconds before their faces darkened again at the thought, ‘Then what about the other half? Are we just supposed to die?‘. Seeing this, the PD looked at Lee Hwayoung and spoke
“Hmm, I heard in our pre-interview that there’s one more person who has a driver’s license.”
At those words, Lee Hwayoung blinked his eyes a little faster than usual and reluctantly replied, “Yes.”. He glanced at me briefly to see my reaction, then rolled his eyes and sneakily checked out the car in front of him. It seemed he wasn’t confident about driving it, probably because it was a model he’d never driven before.
Perhaps misreading his attitude, Do Yuda suddenly dashed toward the PD and started attacking him. For example, like he was ferociously biting his head.
“Aaaah! Yuda-ya, spare me!”
Well… since they were personally close, it shouldn’t be a problem, but it did look a little undignified.
“Just be honest, Seungmin-hyung. This is an assassination attempt, isn’t it? Did you hate me that much? Enough to put me in a car with an unlicensed driver?”
“No, no! He has a license!”
“That person has only ever ridden in cars driven by others his whole life! Besides, the driving laws in the UK and Korea is totally different! Just because he has a UK license doesn’t automatically mean he can drive here in Korea! I don’t want to be the poor soul sacrificed for Young Master’s driving practice!”
At Do Yuda’s diss, Lee Hwayoung quickly turned to me. Then, he hurriedly defended himself, “…It’s an international license!” and “Besides, I’ve driven a lot.”
‘Why are you explaining that to me?’
Just until a moment ago, he didn’t seem too keen on driving, but now he’s suddenly saying he can drive. He could have just made an excuse like, “I’m still too young to drive”, so I couldn’t understand why he was trying so hard to explain himself like that.
“Well, II think you’ll be good at driving in no time too.”
Recalling Choi Jeokhyeon’s smooth handling, I added that comment, which caused Lee Hwayoung’s brow to furrow deeply. After frowning like that for a long while, he briskly walked over to the PD and picked up the car keys.
Then he glared at me as if he wanted to kill me and said, “You, get in my car.”
“…Uh-huh, okay.”
As a result, Pantheion was split between two cars—one driven by Woo Kangwon and the other by Lee Hwayoung—for the trip to the pool villa. Since most of the members were worried about their lives and wanted to ride in Woo Kangwon’s car, who had considerable driving experience, the decision of who would ride in which car was made through a ruthless survival game.
“No throw, no throw, if you don’t throw, you lose! Rock, paper, scissors!”
The result? Baek Kiryang, Nagi Zen, and Lee Danbi ended up riding in Woo Kangwon’s car, while Do Yuda and I got into Lee Hwayoung’s. Not that I had any say in the matter; I didn’t even get to participate in the rock-paper-scissors, thanks to Lee Hwayoung pushing me straight into the passenger seat.
Well, I had no complaints. If I was with him, I could help if anything went wrong, and it’s not like I wanted to leave Lee Hwayoung behind and survive on my own.
Do Yuda was stubbornly refusing to get in the car, insisting he wanted to ride with Woo Kangwon too. I ignored him and quietly took the passenger seat. Shortly after, Lee Hwayoung, having received the pool villa’s location from the production team, put on his sunglasses and walked over toward us.
Spotting Lee Hwayoung’s photoshoot-like appearance outside, Do Yuda smirked and said, “Hyuuung, are you posing now? You even put on sunglasses to drive, you wanted to look cool for the camera. Hehehehe.”
Because Lee Hwayoung naturally had low melanin, he was highly sensitive to sunlight, so wearing sunglasses while driving was essential for safety. Unaware of this, the fool Do Yuda kept teasing him with his tongue out, so Lee Hwayoung immediately put Do Yuda in a headlock, held his eyelids open tightly to keep his eyes open, and forced him to look up at the sky.
Do Yuda, suddenly hit with direct sunlight, screamed like a demon being exorcised.
“Gaaah! It’s so bright! Aaaaaaah!”
Apparently satisfied after personally demonstrating why sunglasses were necessary, he shoved Do Yuda into the back seat without mercy and took the driver’s seat.
“…….”
And perhaps because the car was different from the one he usually drove, he spent quite some time fumbling and glancing around uncertainly before accidentally pressing a button.
Click.
After seeing the windshield washer fluid splash onto the window, he looked back at me again, eyes wide like a startled cat.
“Well, what do you want me to do? How can I help?”
I held out my hands and said that, but that guy just wore a stubborn expression and clamped his mouth shut. After that, he started pressing buttons one by one and quickly began adapting to the unfamiliar car.
“Wait, the seat warmer turned on here! Are you trying to roast me in this hot weather?”
“…….”
“Hyung, I’m telling you the seat warmer’s on here? Why isn’t anyone answering?”
“…….”
“…Sa, save me.”
Was Do Yuda’s burning butt an accident, or was it intentional?
The question remained unanswered as all that was left were Do Yuda’s screams while we began driving along the road.
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Translator’s Corner:
Somehow May almost finished …. I’m kinda feeling like … idk … not living? even WordPress writing UI changed, so idk why I’m unchanged …… well. Hope everyone’s May is good : )
RIIZE released new album after 11 months of hiatus today, and I’m surprised because all the songs on their album are good? It’s been so long since I heard a boygroup album with such an easy-listening quality … I was shocked when they managed to debut the title track at Top 10 chart right away and all albums debuted on the top 100 …. but then all 10 songs made it to top 40 charts ….. it’s really crazy because even 40 seconds prelude with no singing charted …. they really look like an idol group straight out of idol novel
I guess the era where it’s normal for boygroup not able to chart will be over soon…..
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