I Became a Producer Who Rewrites Idols

10 – Holiday (2)

Yang Hae-in crying bitterly,

The man standing in front of him—I, Im Bu-gil.

People had no choice but to whisper.

When others saw it, it felt like I was crying.

Even though I didn’t raise him myself, he is an idol that ‘I’ had previously taken on.

It bothers me to pretend not to notice and pass by.

I took out the handkerchief I had brought with me from my pocket just in case.

And then he touched Yang Hae-in’s eyes.

“That’s it!!”

But it was rejected.

Yang Hae-in roughly slapped my wrist.

The sudden force made him drop his handkerchief to the ground.

… It’s a new handkerchief that was recently washed.

Growling—.

I didn’t know that Yang Hae-in’s belly button clock would stop.

Even if I go on a diet, isn’t that a bit harsh?

“Are you very hungry?”

Yang Hae-in then wrapped his arms around his stomach and his face blushed.

It seemed like he didn’t even know the sound was coming from the ship.

[Fatigue: 95] So it was well worth it.

Idol fatigue management was also a very important element in the [Idol Producing] Game.

I had to take a few weeks off due to an injury, or there was a penalty, but

When the fatigue level reaches 100, a bad ending appears.

… Escape was common, and in severe cases there were even suicide attempts and deaths from overwork.

One of the elements that [Idol Producing] Was liked and disliked by game users was that the level of bad endings was excessively high.

But really, in most cases, the fatigue level will never reach 100.

Because the idol keeps saying that he is tired and wants to rest for a while and gives attention to him.

Honestly, the current state of Yanghae seemed a bit dangerous even without the status window.

He was not an idol, but rather like a drug addict, with bulging eyes and skin-like bones.

Is this producer training like this?

This is at the level of abuse.

Moreover, Yang Hae-in is seventeen.

I was still young.

“This is all because of someone!!”

It was infinitely sharp, like a hungry wolf.

Well, it’s true that ‘I’ raised him in a bit of a mess, so I couldn’t really refute him.

So, seeing him so thin made me feel sorry for him.

I haven’t heard any news about Berries appearing anywhere these days, so the new producer seemed to be having a hard time.

I said everything in the first place when my ability level went down rather than up.

“Producer—. Uh, Haein?”

Manager Jeong Song-i approached me and then stopped.

“So, Sister Songmae…” .”

Yang Hae-in looked at Manager Jeong Song-i and muttered.

… Why Songmaeji?

Ah, Songmae, a combination of Jeongsongi’s song and her manager’s maeja?

“… “She told me not to call you that weird nickname.”

Manager Jeong Song-i spoke informally, perhaps because she was very close to Yang Hae-in.

“So, how are you these days?”

“How are you?”

In response to Manager Jeong Song-i’s question, Yang Hae-in raised one corner of her mouth and her cheek trembled.

She had a face that seemed very wronged.

“I can’t stay!! “Songmae is probably getting along well with Imbu-gil, whether it’s Cursed Dolls or something!!”

“No, that year…” . I understand how you feel……. Because we did our best….”

“Best? Is it best?? You did your best to ruin Berries and only Cursed Dolls became a huge success?! “Are you kidding me?!”

“Do you think we were trying to ruin you on purpose, Haein? Don’t criticize the producer too much—.”

The moment Haein Yang opened his eyes,

Party—.

Jung Song slapped the manager.

“This girl is asking if someone is coming!!”

… Manager Jeong Song-i screamed as if he were exploding,

Party—.

Likewise, she slapped Yang Hae-in.

“Songmae must be very happy now!! Because things are going well with Producer Bulbul!!”

“What’s wrong with that?! “You’re the one who abandoned the producer, so why are you making a fuss with us?!”

In an instant, it became chaos.

Manager Jeong Song-i and Yang Hae-in slapped each other two or three more times.

In the end, they started fighting while holding their hair.

“What is it, two women fighting over a man?”

“I guess you’re on both sides, you crazy bastard.”

“Only women are pitiful.”

… Seoul citizens also started swearing at me.

Unexpectedly, manager Jeong Song-i took care of me.

I thought she was going to crush me with Yang Hae-in.

Well, Manager Jeong Song-i is also in the same position as me in managing idols.

She must have been unable to bear the pressure of intentionally trying to eat it.

“Mr. Haein, just be patient.”

“Because of you, I can only sleep for two hours!! I can’t even eat!! “What the f*ck is this?”

I heard the cause of [Fatigue: 95].

No, if a person only sleeps for two hours, they will fall behind.

I set the minimum sleep time for Cursed Dolls at 7 hours, even if it means taking some time off the schedule.

Even if you make less money right now, if you are in good condition and can handle your schedule, you will actually get better grades later.

“Manager, these are words spoken by a child who doesn’t know anything about the world yet. “An adult has to put up with it.”

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“Producer!! “Even if you’re a child, there are things you want to say and things you don’t want to say, so just move on, right?!”

It’s not my responsibility anyway, so I can just treat it as if I stepped on sh*t….

“Mr. Haein, Manager, if you are caught doing this on the street, it will be a loss for both of you. “Stop it now.”

“… Tsk.” “Ugh….”

I even heard people around me asking if I should actually call the police.

If we were really fighting by our hair anymore, it would not be good for me, Manager Jeong Song-i, or Yang Hae-in.

If it continues like this, it will be a hundred percent good news.

Manager Jeong Song-i first released his grip on Yang Hae-in’s head.

After that, Yang Hae-in also slowly lowered his arms.

… They both pulled out a handful of each other’s hair in their hands.

It’s scary, women fighting.

“Let’s go.”

Manager Jeong Song-i grabbed my hand and urged me to walk.

It seemed like he wanted to leave Yang Hae-in like this and go to the Italian restaurant he had originally planned.

But I couldn’t leave behind [Fatigue: 95].

This is a shame that could lead to his death. If he were to die, his dreams would be fierce.

“Haein, please follow me too.”

“Yes?”

So, I forcefully grabbed Yang Hae-in’s hand.

Manager Jeong Song-i’s mouth fell out, but she didn’t let go of my hand and continued to walk ahead.

… People around me said, “Wow, I guess the woman allowed the leg of lamb.” “The man seems to be very capable.” There was some kind of misunderstanding.

***

‘I don’t like it…’ .’

Manager Jeong Song-i enters the Italian house.

Producer Im Boo-gil was enough to join hands with me.

Yang Hae-in was also dragged along.

It wasn’t that I didn’t sympathize with Yang Hae-in.

Even in Manager Jeong Song-i’s opinion, Producer Lim Boo-gil was incompetent in young producing.

Still, I did my best.

I got angry for a moment and fought with Yang Hae-in, who tried to ignore my efforts.

“Haein, eat whatever you want.”

“Yes? “Me too?”

“You’re hungry, right? Eat when you can. I won’t say anything to the producer in charge of Haein. Instead, you’re just pretending that you don’t know, Mr. Haein?”

“…… Then carbonara.”

“What about pizza?”

“Gorgonzola….”

Conversation about choosing a menu,

This was a conversation that manager Jeong Song-i and producer Im Bu-gil should have had.

Manager Jeong Song-i clenched her fists on her knees under the table.

In a daily life that passes by without a single day of rest, a honey-like holiday.

In order to enjoy the holiday with producer Lim Bu-gil, I bought new clothes during the day and paid more attention to my makeup.

However, she was so preoccupied with Yang Hae-in that, let alone receiving praise, she was not even receiving attention.

“What are you going to eat, Manager?”

“… “Punggi pasta.”

“What about pizza?”

“I ordered Gorgonzola anyway, so there’s no need to order more.”

She spoke harshly without realizing it.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Because Yang Hae-in’s condition looked very bad, Producer Lim Boo-gil, who is basically a good person, had no choice but to pay more attention to Yang Hae-in.

Even though I knew, it was difficult to erase my resentment.

“Since Haein is probably very hungry, I will just give him a plate of Gorgonzola. “We order our food separately.”

“Then…” . Shall we have margherita?”

“Yes. “Arugula is okay for salad, right?”

“Producer, don’t you eat pasta or resort?”

“Oh, I want to eat Pescatore pasta.”

Manager Jeong Song-i could not understand the recent changes in producer Im Bu-gil.

Before, I rarely ate food containing seafood because I was allergic to seafood.

It was strange that I overcame my allergy in just one month, and it was questionable whether allergies could be overcome with modern medicine in the first place.

More than anything, my attitude toward myself has changed.

The reason manager Jeong Song-i started liking producer Im Boo-gil in the first place was because

Because he seduced me first.

Once things went well, I was waiting for him to confess and we could start dating.

I was happy that producer Lim Boo-gil was successful.

I’m happy, people have changed.

When you go on a simple date like this on holiday,

I got the feeling that a lot of care was put into clothes and hair style.

But today, I felt relaxed, as if I was meeting a friend from the neighborhood.

“The meal has been served. Carbonara, which one would you be?”

“Oh, please give me the carbonara over here.”

The waiter placed the ordered food on the table one by one.

Today, I searched for a restaurant on the Internet to find a delicious meal with producer Lim Boo-gil.

If I sighed openly, I couldn’t do it because I was afraid he would notice and ask.

“…… “Can I really eat it?”

Yang Hae-in carefully looked alternately at producer Lim Boo-gil and manager Jeong Song-i.

What if you say something like that now that the food has already been served?

Exceptionally today,

I didn’t even want to see Yang Hae-in.

“Sure, eat it.”

As soon as Producer Lim Boo-gil finished speaking, Yang Hae-in held up a fork and

“Hururup—.”

I inhaled the pasta like I was eating ramen.

Suddenly, the woman who liked producer Im Boo-gil was no longer just manager Jeong Song-i.

He was handsome but so incompetent that she had no competition, so she leisurely waited for his confession.

But not just anyone else, all three Cursed Dolls members clearly showed that they liked him.

“It’s delicious. “Thank you for taking me to something delicious.”

“… Yes.”

The Punggi pasta was so delicious even for manager Jeong Song-i to eat it.

It would have been a better dinner if Yang Hae-in hadn’t been there.

“Haein, eat slowly. Then do it.”

“Yes, yes!”

To the point where I immediately responded to the words of Producer Lim Boo-gil, whom I disliked so much.

Yang Hae-in has already finished the carbonara as if he were hiding his eyes.

He was ready to chew the bowl.

Just like a student who passed the exam abandons the lover who supported him all this time,

It was also strange to think that producer Im Boo-gil was abandoning manager Jeong Song-i due to the success of the project.

I actually accepted a holiday dinner, and even repaid double the money I briefly borrowed.

Producer Lim Boo-gil’s attitude now is,

Yes, it was as if I had forgotten about the relationship I had with manager Jeong Song-i for several years.

It was similar to the feeling I had when we first met five years ago.

“Ah…. Full… …. How long has it been since this….”

Yang Hae-in looked satisfied and had tears in his eyes.

Gorgon Zola stuffed an entire pizza into her mouth by herself.

I understood because at the age of seventeen, it was time to eat.

Producer Im Boo-gil smiled faintly as if he was happy to see Yang Hae-in like that.

I kept thinking, I wish he would look at me.

She made a 17-year-old jealous, and manager Jeong Song-i started feeling a little hateful towards him.

Still, manager Jeong Song-i cannot hate producer Im Boo-gil like the real Berryz members.

She said that whoever gets liked more loses, and she was absolutely right.

***

Thud—.

Suddenly, Haein Yang finished a bowl of pasta and a whole pizza and collapsed on the table.

I was embarrassed and immediately checked Yang Hae-in’s condition.

“Yes… ….”

… I was sleeping coolly.

I was worried for no reason.

I felt sleepy all of a sudden because I was full.

[Name: Yang Hae-in]

[Fatigue: 95 → 78]

He seemed really hungry.

My fatigue went down after just one meal.

If you let him sleep like this, his fatigue will decrease further.

Anyway, Manager Jeong Songi and I couldn’t finish our meal.

But manager Jeong Song-i really knew good restaurants.

Like the Dakgalbi restaurant that I went to for a dinner with Cursed Dolls members the other day.

The Italian restaurant I came with today also suited my taste.

“I ate well. “Thanks to the manager, it’s been a while since I had delicious pasta and pizza.”

“No. So are you going now? “Haein wake me up while I’m counting.”

“I’ll pay half as well.”

“It’s okay, I’ll shoot today. Next holiday, the producer will shoot it. “We take turns paying.”

“Oh, is that so? “Sure then.”

Anyway, I saw Manager Jeong Song-i once or twice and we didn’t even talk to each other.

I had to further nurture the Cursed Dolls, who were just getting off the ground, so I didn’t have frequent holidays.

It would be nice for the two of us to go on a restaurant tour every now and then to relieve stress.

Manager Jeong Song-i headed to the counter holding the bilge.

In the meantime, I tapped Yang Hae-in’s shoulder to wake him up.

“Yes… ….”

… There was no sign of it happening.

It seemed like he was sleeping soundly.

It was a bit weird to forcefully wake up someone who was sleeping with an expression that made them look like they were the happiest in the world.

I can’t help it.

It’s time to show my power.

Even though I was like this, there were many times when I carried my college friends or co-workers who were addicted to alcohol one by one.

Carefully, I placed both of Yang Hae-in’s arms around my shoulders,

I put my hand on the inner flesh of his thigh, which was attached to the chair, and held it tightly.

… It’s light.

After all, an idol.

And unlike the male cub, its flesh was soft and it felt good to carry it.

I carried Haein Yang on my back and headed toward the entrance of the restaurant where the counter was.

After completing payment, Manager Jeong Song-i looked at me with wide eyes.

“It didn’t happen.”

“Ah… , yes. “Can I help you too?”

“No, I’m fine on my own. Manager, please go home and rest.”

“…… Yes.”

It’s a holiday, so it’s not okay to ask for help with something like this.

It wasn’t that heavy, and since it wasn’t a long walk to the accommodation, it was enough for me alone.

“See you tomorrow then, Manager.”

“Yes, I’ll see you tomorrow, producer…” .”

For some reason, Manager Jeong Song-i was a little listless.

Ah, it was a long-awaited holiday, but it was worth it because I was fighting with Yang Hae-in by the hair.

To take the person who sleeps on my back to the dorm,

I slowly took my steps.