Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 124



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| Episode 124. Rumors (3)

“Thank you for your concern, PD.”

I expressed my gratitude to Yoo Han-soo as if I was genuinely touched.

“Still, I think you don’t have to worry too much.”

─ Hey, how can you? I’ve been watching you for years.

Oh my.

Is it good? Is it good?

“No, it’s really okay. The company said that they can trace the IP address of the whistleblower’s post. I think they have a record of it written down when they set up the network.”

Is this okay? Huh? XX.

As expected, nothing was heard on the other end of the phone.

This new X, I was just wondering, but it looks like he really did post something bad about me at work.

The phone call was cut off. Now Yoo Han-soo would rush to the office to find out if what I said was true.

‘I guess I’ll be calling soon to ask if spreading false information is a felony.’

Aside from feeling a little relieved, I sighed.

Just talking on the phone made me feel like I had lost all my energy, so I squatted down on the stairs for a moment and took a deep breath.

First of all, the company issue can be explained to some extent, and the family…

If someone had dug into your personal information, they would probably deny our relationship. They would probably draw the line by saying that we have cut ties with him a long time ago rather than getting involved with me.

The only thing left is the school issue.

To be honest, I’m not sure about this part. Even if I were innocent, there was no one who could prove it to me.

I should have had better relationships with my friends. I shouldn’t have lived my life alone.

But isn’t this also a complacent thought of using people as a means?

I guess it’s right for a newbie like me to live alone. But I should at least try to have some good relationships with my friends…

“I’ve lived my life wrong.”

I didn’t think I was living very well before, but today I feel certain.

My life is trash. And it’s hopeless trash.

“But if you want to be recycled, you have to work hard… … .”

I walked with difficulty. It was time to work hard for a life that was separated from other things.

* * *

Even after returning to the practice room, I couldn’t practice for long.

As all sorts of controversies erupted at once, there was more than one or two pieces of data to sort through. As a result, I ended up leaving work early for the second time since the coffee incident.

When I returned to my accommodation, there were new report cards issued by the system in my carrier. I fiddled with the corners of my poor CSAT report card a few times.

When my college acceptance was canceled, I also copied the screenshot I had taken to my laptop just in case.

What was the format of Hanpyeong Industrial’s statement of affairs?

I’ve only ever received a report, but I’ve never written one, so my memory is vague.

First of all, I would like to apologize to the fans for causing concern, and I also apologize for the delay in announcing my position due to the time it took to organize the content…

I wrote a draft in a hurry and reread the same text several times.

After a few sessions of Spark Agent’s fan service, I was able to distinguish between what to write in the explanation and what not to write. Thanks to this, proofreading was easy.

The final completed material was generally clean. It was sufficient to provide evidence if asked to testify.

Except for the school life part.

There was nothing I could do about this part. It was true that I didn’t receive any special treatment, but it was hard to prove that I missed out on group activities because of money, and I never ignored anyone in particular, but my relationships with my classmates weren’t that good either.

‘That’s why it’s scary when someone who only knows one thing gets involved.’

I thought long and hard about how to overcome this difficult situation.

And in the end, with no solution, I banged my head on the table.

It was a phone call that turned the situation around.

“Manager?”

The caller was the manager.

Thinking that something I didn’t know about had exploded, I put my phone between my shoulder and ear and turned my laptop back on from sleep mode.

Fortunately, the bulletin board was still at the level of ‘Kim Yi-wol’s personality that was revealed by a classmate’.

But the owner of the voice was an unexpected person.

─ Hyung, it’s me, Seongbin.

“Seongbin? What’s going on?”

I looked at my watch and saw that it was still the height of practice.

Jeong Seong-bin stopped practicing and called? This means it’s a major incident.

I racked my brain to figure out where my bucket had leaked again.

And then I gave up.

Who knows where the controversy broke out? At least I lived with honor, so just refute it.

I calmly waited for Jeong Seong-bin to speak.

─ Have you seen the article posted on the Internet?

“Internet? Is this ‘Kim I-wol’s collection of quotes that will help you understand his usual behavior’?”

─ No, not that!

This is the hottest thing right now. There are a lot of comments.

Jeong Seong-bin said to me as I was rubbing my tired eyes and refreshing myself.

─ A person who is a classmate of mine posted a post!

It really was.

Before my eyes, I saw a post that said, ‘Iwol is my classmate. Misunderstandings about Iwol… ‘

* * *

The title of the post was also long. It said that I was writing to clear up the misunderstandings about me.

I hung up the phone, telling myself to read the text first and then call back. Then I scrolled down and started reading the long text that was as long as my fingernail.

≫ I am a classmate of Lee Wol. I am writing this to clear up the misunderstanding about Lee Wol. (Authentication included)

Hello. I am a student who was the class president of the same class as Lee Wol-i in the third year of high school.

After hearing that there are many misunderstandings about Yiwol around me, I am writing this to speak honestly about what I see about Yiwol.

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.

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‘class monitor?’

I remember. He was a sociable and outgoing guy, so we would say hello and go around.

He loved soccer so much that he would play soccer during every lunch hour and would always call me over when there weren’t enough people to play.

≫ I observed that Lee Wol-i, who was in the same class, was never the type of person to carelessly ignore his friends.

Rather, he was popular among us because he was good at sports, and he was just an ordinary friend who enjoyed playing soccer together during lunch time.

When I hurt my ankle and had a cast on, it was Iwol who carried my bag to the bus stop every time I left school.

Yeah, this guy fell down playing soccer and really stretched his ankle ligaments.

Until I was able to convince Kang Ki-yeon, who had been refusing to go to the hospital despite his ankle pain, his face was blurry, but now his face is slowly becoming clearer.

≫ It is also not true that I received special treatment.

The Yiwol I know always got good grades. Other friends also know that Yiwol’s grades were the best in the whole school. Even when he was in school, there was no student who complained that Yiwol was getting special treatment.

The article was really long. Perhaps the comments were asking for a three-line summary or saying they didn’t read it because it was too long.

But for some reason, I couldn’t just read it and pass it over. Every single word caught my eye.

≫ Iwol has always been a loyal friend, and I believe he will continue to be so.

As I am a hard-working friend, I would be grateful if you could cheer me on a lot.

Below were a bunch of photos from our graduation album, a few texts between me and him, and screenshots of a group chat where several classmates were asking, “Do you remember Kim Han?”

My phone vibrated again. There was a text from Jeong Seong-bin.

The message was to definitely call me after reading the entire article.

I should call.

I have to… … .

When I closed the community window, the SNS window that I had previously opened appeared.

It was regenerated when I searched my name to find out what my fans were most concerned about.

≫ Kim Yi-wol, don’t be discouraged

No matter what anyone says, you’re doing XX well

≫ Ah XX, my kid wasn’t a braggart

Please leave this one alone

≫ Sparkler knows best that Lee Wol-i is working hard.

I hope you never blame yourself

This also made people feel very strange. My head was blank for a moment.

How can I ever repay all this gratitude? It seemed like I had a debt pile that could fill 30,000 trucks.

I immediately called the manager’s cell phone. Jeong Seong-bin answered right away.

“Why did you get it so quickly? How’s your practice going?”

─ Is practice important now?!

“It’s not important. I feel bad for the one person who’s missing, so why are you monitoring us so that we don’t do it in a group?”

─ Oh, I don’t know. Can you handle all of this?!

I heard Lee Cheong-hyeon ask loudly from behind.

“Okay. Let’s clean it up and finish it today.”

* * *

“Hey, this is the first time I’ve gotten this much attention online.”

“Is it good? Is it good?”

Baek Hae-won glanced at her older brother, Baek Hae-in, who was holding onto his cell phone without letting go.

Still, I had to admit that thanks to that gentleman, negative public opinion toward Kim Il-wol had subsided considerably.

‘No, if we were this close, shouldn’t we have told each other a long time ago instead of just saying we were classmates? …!’

I told him to be a little less over-the-top since we were in the same class and played soccer together, but I had no idea that he was close enough to have an episode with Kim Yi-wol.

‘Somehow, my mom kept talking all day about how when that XX broke his leg, he had a tall friend.’

Even his mother wouldn’t have known that his friend would become an idol in the future. Baek Hae-won blamed herself for not following her mother in her car and going to Hoyeon High School.

“So? How’s the reaction?”

Baek Hae-in asked. His words were spiteful, but his expression was worried.

Actually, Baek Hae-in was really surprised when he first heard the news from Baek Hae-won.

‘Kim Han-i is a cheapskate? Hey, I heard there are a lot of false rumors about celebrities. I guess it’s true.’

‘Ha, our child’s heart is also tender… … These bastards… … .’

‘That doesn’t mean he’s weak-hearted.’

‘shut up.’

Despite his grumbling, Baek Hae-in worked hard to write an explanation. Next to him, Baek Hae-won filtered out sentences that should not be included in the explanation.

‘What you need to write is the part where Yiwol did not receive any special treatment. No one else can prove this but you.’

‘But if he’s our classmate, we all know he’s a good student. The person who wrote the first article is probably not in our grade or wrote it themselves.’

‘Isn’t it XXX?’

Anyway, all the aggro-mongers should be hung upside down from the ceiling. Baek Hae-won felt his head getting hot with anger.

“Oh, that topic came up while we were talking in the group chat this time.”

“what?”

“Why, I told you he was a good student.”

“That’s right.”

“I was talking about this last time, but why did he suddenly change his career path to become an idol… … something like that?”

Now that I think about it, you said it was a special privilege. When I first heard about it, I only focused on the fact that ‘our Yiwol didn’t get special treatment!’, but now that I think about it, it was a great thing.

“Did you study that well?”

“I told you you did well! My grades weren’t that good, but I always got first place on mock exams. That’s why I got a study room.”

Baek Hae-in blurted out a shocking statement with an indifferent expression. Then he got mad and said, “Hey, who told you not to take my writing in ignorance? Can’t you report this guy?!”