Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 78
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| Episode 78. Personal Information
“There’s another school besides yours that has uniforms like that… … It’s really shocking.”
Baek Hae-won clicked his tongue. He hadn’t even considered the possibility that his older brother and the idol might go to the same school.
This was the same for Baek Hae-in. At first glance, I couldn’t think of any of my friends who would be celebrities. So Baek Hae-in just grumbled.
“Does our country only produce spinach-colored fabric?”
At the moment when Baek Hae-in was about to turn away with a complaint, the face of a man dancing in a school uniform that looked like ripe kimchi appeared on the screen.
“uh?”
Baek Hae-in paused. Then Baek Hae-won spoke.
“Why? Even if you look at it, you can tell that our faces are different. After all, faces are wings, wings.”
Whether Baek Hae-won was impressed or not, Baek Hae-in’s gaze could not leave the TV screen.
After a couple more close-ups of the man in the green uniform, Baek Hae-in muttered.
“Why is he coming out from there… … ?”
Baek Hae-won looked up at Baek Hae-in, asking what he was talking about. Baek Hae-in’s next words were even more shocking.
“I know her. She’s from my school.”
“what?”
“It’s our school uniform. Is that him? Kim Han.”
“Oh, that’s a surprise. Isn’t it? It’s Kim Yi-wol.”
“Is that your real name? Not a stage name?”
“They all use their real names.”
Baek Hae-won responded as if he was surprised. I expected a situation where ‘My idol turns out to be the son of my blood relative’s cousin’s aunt’s aunt’s aunt’s son?’, but the world was not easy.
Despite Baek Hae-won’s disappointed tone, Baek Hae-in did not give in and said.
“No? He really looks exactly like Kim Han.”
“Hey, common sense tells you that if there was someone like that at your school, I wouldn’t have known about it?”
“What do you know about me?”
“That’s true.”
Baek Hae-won turned his back on Baek Hae-in and told him to stop lying.
But really, the man on the screen looked exactly like Baek Hae-in’s classmate.
“Is his name really Kim Yi-wol? He never changed his name?”
“I don’t think so, since I’ve never said anything like that.”
At Baek Hae-won’s words, Baek Hae-in nodded while touching his chin.
“Well, there’s no way he’d do something like being an idol.”
“What are you saying? Are you ignoring idols?”
Baek Hae-won was furious. Baek Hae-in spoke calmly, regardless of whether his younger brother said so or not.
“Could you stop arguing? I didn’t mean to be sarcastic. Anyway, the symbol is… .”
“Oh, if you’re going to keep nagging, then get out!”
When Baek Hae-won threw the cushion, Baek Hae-in quickly dodged it. It was a movement that showed the internal energy accumulated over many years.
“No, that’s because Kim Han studied hard. He always looked good in school. Do you think a kid like that would be an idol now?”
“I guess we weren’t close. You’re a total idiot.”
“Hey, you only talk when you’re playing soccer, you little shit.”
Sparks flew nonstop between the siblings.
Then, images of Kim Yi-wol, who seemed unusually sharp, flashed through Baek Hae-won’s mind. There was also talk that Kim Yi-wol had started his life as a trainee at the age of twenty.
Baek Hae-won said to Baek Hae-in.
“Hey, bring me my graduation album.”
“If you’re curious, take it out and look. I’m so stupid that I can’t even remember where the album is.”
“Oh, so annoying!”
Baek Hae-won nervously tousled his hair.
Although she had to dig through the storage room with her own hands, Baek Hae-won obtained her son’s graduation album with the power of her overflowing love.
There, the young Kim Iwol’s face and the two letters ‘Kim Han’ were clearly printed.
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≫ Is Yiwol your real name?
The moment I saw this title, I doubted my eyes. So I rubbed my eyes and read the text again.
But nothing changed. The sentence asking if my name was my real name was clear.
The time this article was posted was about 3 hours ago.
I did a search and found a few similar articles. Fortunately, there were very few of them.
I had a feeling that it was being talked about somewhere. It must have been somewhere like a community or a private account.
It’s true that I changed my name. That’s true, but…
‘It’s a bit of a shame that my old name is known.’
It was a headache, because I absolutely hated my old name.
When people who didn’t know the circumstances found out that I had changed my name, they would ask, “But it’s a precious name that your parents gave you. Don’t you regret changing it?”
By the way, I didn’t regret it at all. Thinking about how I named my son ‘Hyo-il’ while telling him to put filial piety first, but then neglected him, I couldn’t help but change his name because I was so angry.
What was even sadder was that my situation was better than my sister’s.
I heard that my sister’s name was abbreviated from the name of the community center in the area where she was registered as a child. It means that she was just named as she saw fit.
My older sister didn’t change her name, but I changed my name little by little. I applied for a name change as soon as I became old enough.
Since I had already changed my name in this life, I wanted to live as if my old name never existed.
If your real name is revealed before you leave Spark, isn’t it obvious that when you return to civilian life, you’ll hear, “Manager Kim, your real name was ‘Hyo-il’, right? Is there a reason you changed it?”
But things didn’t seem to turn out the way I wanted.
What kind of beings are idol fans? Aren’t they cyber archaeologists who use their amazing search skills to find stories from the past that even the people involved had forgotten?
No matter how much I wanted to hide the three letters of my name, if someone leaked my graduation album just once, it would all be over.
It’s a name that Hanpyeong Industries has been desperately trying to hide, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I have no choice but to tell the members that my name was Kim Hyo-il, and that I almost lived as a Confucian boy who valued filial piety.
I got up from my seat, sighing as if the ground was falling apart.
And to prove my words, I would like to issue a detailed certificate… … .
“uh?”
Something was strange.
The ‘Name after name change’ entry is written exactly as ‘Kim Yi-wol’, but the ‘Name before name change’ was not ‘Kim Hyo-il’.
There was written ‘Kim Han’, the name that was on my school uniform.
The school I went to was the same, but the name tag and name changed.
Before that, I got into college but I didn’t get into it.
If we analyze what has happened so far, the phenomenon is… … .
1. Major social factors such as prices, major events, and stock prices are largely consistent with my memory.
2. Personal factors such as my name, my parents’ residence, and my educational background are randomly changed based on criteria determined by the system.
… … It could be summarized in these two things.
Does this make sense?
It’s a wonder that a person can go back 9 years, so what’s the point of me manipulating personal information and leaving this XX alone to make an idol?
Even my name before changing it has nothing to do with becoming an idol.
Touching this part meant that the system wanted to control me in other areas besides KPIs.
Why on earth? What does that mean?
What changes if your name changes from ‘Kim Hyo-il’ to ‘Kim Han’?
Seeing the people who treated their children like trash and left me behind, it doesn’t seem like their feelings toward us have changed much, so why do they do such annoying things?
Right now, I really wanted to fight the system. If it weren’t for my sister, I would jump out the window right now and make all this fucking shit the system had painstakingly designed meaningless.
But anger doesn’t change anything. I knew that very well.
Instead, I rolled my head. If I can’t remember the past, I should at least anticipate the future. I tried to think that way and looked back at the current situation.
Either my parents’ expectations of me were shattered, or they were more disgusted with me than in my last life and threw me out early.
The family structure has already changed a lot from what I knew.
And my memories of my family are imperfect.
Let’s combine the two, and a hypothesis we didn’t want to imagine came out.
What if my sister, like me, was separated from her family home, and it was impossible for me to find any contact with her until I fully recovered my memories or achieved all my KPIs?
So, no matter what situation my older sister is in, if I, who lacks information, am unilaterally swayed by the system… … .
My head, which had been spinning like crazy, suddenly stopped.
“Fuck!”
I slammed both hands on the table, trying to hold back my anger.
My head was about to explode at the thought that I might have been playing with the system all along.
I covered my face with both hands and took a deep breath. Then, the system I had seen last time suddenly came to mind.
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[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.
Mr. Kim, is that really necessary for your work? Have you thought long and hard about whether there is a better way?
[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.
I’ll give you a list of supplies, so choose from it. Manager Kim needs to know that there’s no other company that takes care of things like this. Tsk.
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The system at that time was clearly different from the existing system.
Instead of giving me tasks like the usual system, he spoke to me, responded to my thoughts, and gave me alternatives.
I evoked the system while hypothesizing that interaction with the system was possible.
The system didn’t come right away, so I let my anger build up so that my emotions could be vividly transmitted to the system.
‘XXX, come out.’
The system appeared before the vulgar profanity filled my head.
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[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.
Mr. Kim, what time is it now? Mr. Kim, is Gap funny? Am I someone you can contact at any time?
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‘Okay, you speak clearly.’
I looked at the system and asked.
I wonder if my older sister is still alive.