LIGHTNOVELSTORY Chapter 9
Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: NicoleTempest
Chapter 9: Cheon Ise and the Trash (1)
[Name: Son Seong-won – Age: 22]
[Skill]
[Buff: – Activates a stable vocal correction effect at the level of a recorded song when singing]
-Usage point: 30pt
‘Wow… He must be the best singer among us.’
He needed a lot more points than the others to use his skill.
I wondered how amazing his vocal was and wanted to hear it once.
Next up was Na Seon-woo.
[Name: Na Seon-woo – Age: 21]
[Skill]
[Buff: – After activation, the calories consumed during one meal become zero]
-Usage point: 10pt
It was the most straightforward skill name I had seen.
‘Does he have a metabolism that doesn’t gain weight?’
I felt envious of the guy I hadn’t even met.
Meanwhile, we were getting closer to the area where our accommodation was located. I glanced at the navigation and looked out the window.
“Sir, we’re here.”
The taxi stopped right in front of the building that looked like our accommodation.
‘For the money… I guess I’ll use this for now.’
The wallet of a luxury brand that I took out of the coat hanging in the closet was filled with cards, bills, and checks.
I had to call the card company later to check the limit, but it wasn’t urgent right now.
I handed over the card that looked the newest among them. Fortunately, it seemed that the payment was completed without any problem.
I paid, and now I was about to get off, but the taxi driver gave me back the card and asked me.
“Wow, you’re the most handsome young customer I’ve ever had. Are you an aspiring entertainer or something?”
The taxi driver who met my eyes exclaimed at Cheon Ise’s, no, my face.
Of course, I wasn’t that ugly anywhere I went, but…
This was the first time in my life that a stranger complimented me on my looks.
“Uh, well, something like that… Thank you.”
The problem was that I wasn’t an aspiring entertainer, but a singer who debuted five years ago.
I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad that I was praised for my looks. I didn’t care about being embarrassed.
I carefully took back the card and looked up at the villa where we were staying.
‘They said we’re using the whole third floor as our accommodation.’
The size of each floor looked big enough for four guys to live in.
‘Let’s go up.’
I was busy in the taxi, replying to the chat and checking my skills.
But when I got off, I felt a little uneasy.
Even if I confessed with my own mouth that I’m not the Cheon Ise you know, they would think I’m crazy.
But I was worried about what would happen if they kept saying I was weird.
‘How many points do I have left now…’
As soon as I thought of it, the TIP purchase shop window popped up in my head.
The familiar Pposili barked at me.
Woof-!
[Cheon Ise (Lim Hyun-seong) – Age: 24]
[Current accumulated points: 30 points]
[>Replay service – 30 points per episode]
[>Listen again service – 15 points per episode]
[>Event intervention service – 100 points per episode]
It only gave me 100 for clearing one tutorial.
The system was stingy and greedy.
[Complaining will not reduce the points set for each service.]
‘Don’t read my mind.’
I swallowed my meaningless complaint and chose the listen again service.
[TIP purchase shop > Listen again service selected]
[Do you want to purchase the listen again service?]
[Yes/No]
‘Yes.’
[Voice playback started]
As usual, the surroundings turned gray and time stopped.
‘Anyway, the center is Ise hyung, right? That’s funny. Well, I don’t need to ask.’
‘Seong-won, don’t say that. Don’t you know that we can do this for a few years thanks to Ise?’
‘So what, we can’t make it big. I’m sick of it. A showcase full of reporters even if we make a comeback.’
‘Se, Seong-won… Don’t say that…’
‘Are you still afraid of me? How can you go on stage when you’re so timid?’
‘You bastards, stop fighting!’
‘Hey, Oh Yi-jun, do you think you’re not a bastard? You’re probably the same as a bastard beggar to hyung.’
‘I… I want to go home now… sob, I hate fighting…’
‘Sigh… Seon-woo, please stop crying, do you want some chicken? Yi-jun, call and order some chicken.’
‘Who’s paying for the chicken?’
‘That’s… Of course, Ise…’
Pposili growled discontentedly every time Seong-won spoke.
Ah… I didn’t want to hear any more of this.
I closed my eyes and it became dark.
Oh Yi-jun was the one who swore and yelled all the time,
Son Seong-won was the one who complained and picked fights whenever he opened his mouth,
Ryu Kyunghwa was the one who treated Cheon Ise as a cash cow,
Na Seon-woo was the one who whined and wanted to go home whenever he could.
‘Are these guys trash? No, are these guys also trash? Aren’t these all trash?’
Of course, the biggest trash was Cheon Ise, who used his parents’ power and did whatever he wanted.
The remaining members didn’t leave because they couldn’t.
They were not perfect enough to succeed on their own.
‘It’s gloomy.’
A brief impression crossed my mind.
[Listen again service – January 13th, 24 years old ended]
On the bright side, I knew for sure what the problem was.
And why Cheon Ise gave up all hope and chose suicide.
January 13th, 24 years old…
It wasn’t that long ago.
It must have been hard for his mental state to get injured and have difficulty in his activities while the members were bickering like this.
I looked around at the surroundings that had returned to normal and went up to the third floor.
‘The password is… The manager hyung… He sent it to me earlier.’
I opened the unfamiliar door lock cover and pressed the four-digit number.
The lock clicked and the door opened.
The ones inside were… Son Seong-won and Na Seon-woo.
I cautiously opened the door and entered.
On the large sofa in the living room, someone was sitting.
Crunch, crunch, slurp…
‘Is he eating something?’
I stepped into the living room to see who was on the sofa.
“Huh?”
There was a man whose figure didn’t look like an idol at all.
He saw me and dropped the snack bag he was holding in surprise.
“Ah, I, Ise hyung…! You, you’re here…!?”
His voice was trembling and his eyes were big, but buried under fat.
I frowned and asked, incredulous.
“Are you Na Seon-woo?”
“Uh, yeah…?”
“Did you eat all this by yourself?”
I was shocked to see the chicken boxes, pizza boxes, and countless snack bags scattered around the sofa.
“Uh, this and… this, I ordered them for one person, so there wasn’t much!”
What do you mean, not much?
With the grease on his lips and the boxes piled on the floor.
Anyone could see that he had eaten more than five servings by himself.
“How much do you weigh now?”
I didn’t know much about the world of idols, but.
I could easily imagine what kind of ridicule he would face if he went on stage like this.
I was astonished to see his appearance before he became like this, when I searched for it once.
How horrified would his few fans be?
“Uh… eighty… six…”
He was tall enough, so it wouldn’t be a serious weight if he had a muscular body.
But he looked like he was all fat, which was the problem.
And no matter how I looked at him, he seemed to weigh much more than 86kg.
“When was the last time you measured?”
He flinched and answered.
“Two weeks ago…”
Then he would hit three digits soon.
I felt a headache and said,
“Lunch…”
“I don’t want to starve! I’ll start working out today!”
It was hopeless to rely on exercise alone in this state.
I walked briskly into the kitchen and glared at the fridge.
“Who said you have to starve? Wait. I’ll make something for you.”
I opened the fridge first.
The living room was not very clean, so I was prepared.
“Ugh-.”
As soon as I opened the door, a foul smell from the spoiled food spread out.
I covered my face with a vomit bowl and asked.
“How long has it been since you cleaned the fridge?”
Seon-woo, who was standing next to me, muttered.
“I don’t know… I’ve never cleaned it before…”
Then, in the worst case scenario, he might have never cleaned it since he got the fridge.
Did he throw away the leftover food?
Among the guys?
‘Oh…’
I thought of the worst fridge I had ever seen in my life, the new life and the mystery of creation.
“This can’t be cleaned with a wet cloth…”
Except for the bottom drawer where the salad packs were stored, the rest was nothing but a cold food waste bin.
From the side dishes that I couldn’t tell when they were made, to the dried-up salad and expired retort pouches.
Inside the unopened meal kits, new life was born.
“You have to clean up and live!”
I had come here with the intention of acting like the usual Cheon Ise, but when I saw the disgusting fridge, I gave up on that.
If my franchise had a fridge like this, I would have immediately conducted an internal investigation and sent a proof of contract termination.
“Ah, no one… knew how to clean… sob, I’m sorry. I’ll try to clean from now on…”
From now on or not, I had to throw away everything inside.
I felt a good smell from Seon-woo’s body, along with the greasy snack smell.
‘Are you kidding me?’
Did he want to live like this, with a clean body and a dirty fridge and house?
The first mission of a food service worker. Hygiene.
I had lived with those two words as my top priority in my head.
I didn’t want to stay here for another 30 minutes.
“I’ll clean this up for now. You go and clean the living room. If you have a vacuum cleaner, use it, and if you have a steam cleaner, use that too!”
“Uh, okay!”
I first threw away the food that Seon-woo was eating on the sofa. I couldn’t stand to see him eat any more.
Everything here had to be thrown away, except for a few salad packs.
‘First… I have to order some new stuff.’
I ordered the basic ingredients and seasonings for home cooking, from salad ingredients to basic seasonings.
I used the site that I often used when I was ‘Lim Hyun-seong’.
I got error messages several times because I wasn’t used to the phone.
I thought I would explode, but I managed to solve it by myself.
I was also unfamiliar with the payment method, but thankfully.
[ Cheon Ise’s payment password is cys0212.]
The system popped up and told me.
[Our Human Happiness Death Wish System is always happy to provide the minimum information for the quest progress.]
Pposili barked at me as if he wanted me to be grateful and spun around in place.
His long and fluffy tail wagged and showed off his shine, but that wasn’t important right now.
“Phew… I have to clean everything up before the schedule ends and I come back.”
I found a pink rubber glove in the corner of the drawer and put it on firmly.
Then I started to fill up the food waste bags one by one.
In the living room, Seon-woo was busy cleaning the living room as I told him to.
‘What should I do with his weight…’
It was impossible to do idol activities in that state.
I had some expertise in diet food, but seeing Seon-woo who had gained so much weight…
I felt a bit tired. It wasn’t enough to take care of my body.
As I emptied the fridge and looked for a cleaner to wipe the inside, I rummaged through the bathroom.
Clack-.
Someone opened the tightly closed door and walked into the living room.