While Taking Revenge, I Will Eat Idol Top - Chapter 330



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Episode 330

“Seungbeom!”

“brother!”

The body that fell down hit the stage equipment with a thud, and then plummeted to the floor.

‘… ‘What happened?’

As I rolled my eyes in a dazed state, I saw the stage where I had been standing just a moment ago. I felt like I had fallen from there.

My back felt a little hot, and my wrist tingled as if I had slightly sprained it.

If I had fallen from a high place like a lift, I might have suffered serious injuries. Since this was just a music broadcast stage, it wasn’t high enough to break your limbs if you jumped off it. Should I really say it was like falling down a short flight of stairs?

“Aaaah!”

“oh my god!”

For a moment, my vision turned pitch black and I panicked, but seeing a tearful scream immediately followed, I think it was only for a split second that I lost consciousness. Or maybe it was just my imagination.

“We have to move on to the next stage quickly, so we have to leave! Let’s move! Please guide the staff!”

“I just want the fans to be able to properly confirm whether Seungbeom is hurt or not! Isn’t that the first thing? I feel anxious! It’s scary! Ugh… … .”

The atmosphere seemed to have already deteriorated beyond repair.

The space, which should have been filled with cheerful cheering and cheering as it was originally, became cluttered like a market place. Some of the fans burst into tears, while others protested harshly to the staff.

“member… … .”

“… Please! hurry!”

“Seungbeom… … .”

My eardrums were pounding so loudly that I couldn’t make out any specific details.

As I listened to the sharp tearing sound, my rapidly beating heart showed no signs of improving. No, instead of getting better, my condition was getting worse.

‘Seo Yu-seong… … .’

-Brother, inhale slowly and then spit it out.

– There’s no one here but me. are you okay.

I heard Seo Yoo-seong’s voice, which I had heard so well every time this happened, and it was helpful, and as I slowly pondered in my head, I muttered to myself in a daze.

‘… ‘What about the broadcast?’

[Yes, it looks like there was an accident for a while. Hanna, who are the people you will meet next?]

[Ah, Mr. Daewon, doesn’t it seem like the scent of flowers is coming from somewhere? As soon as the music was released, it aroused a heated response on social media… … .]

I could hear the MCs proceeding to the next stage.

As soon as I fell off the stage, it seemed like the production crew switched the scene and quickly resolved the situation. Since it was a live broadcast, it was natural that the broadcast was carried out ‘as if nothing had happened’.

– [I heard there was a performance with 6 people today because Seo Yoo-tae was missing]

– [Why does something always happen to Seo Yoo-tae and he can’t go on stage? No, if your father keeps having accidents, you are telling him to solve them properly and participate in group activities? As a leader, you should be responsible and help your members, but why are you causing trouble?]

– [┗ I kept it quiet because I didn’t want to split the fandom for no reason, but I really can’t stand it. How on earth can I solve that problem… If he had worked hard to persuade you and said, ‘Yes, your son will be fine ♥’, he wouldn’t have done something like this in the first place. Why not just tell him to kill him? A member is going through a hard time, and if you’re going to be so selfish and only take care of your own child, don’t even write a song. I’m really tired of leaving out all the good stuff and writing it, and then criticizing Sarah. ]

[┗ ┗ It’s just that the fandom is so big that it seems like all kinds of people have gathered… … ㅇㅇ All other fandoms are like this too]

‘It’s a live broadcast… … .’

Although I was relieved that the broadcast was somehow going on, I felt a sense of shame for ruining the members’ important stage like this. But even that was a luxury for me now, so I hurriedly placed my hands on the floor and strengthened my arms.

‘… You have to wake up quickly.’

The fans now seem to be completely panicking as they see me falling to the floor. I think everyone was surprised because of me, but if I continued to stay away, it would only increase their anxiety. I had to get out of here quickly.

‘In order for the broadcast to proceed properly, the stage needs to be vacated quickly.’

There was no need to cause any more nuisance to the broadcast.

I couldn’t put any strength into my numb limbs.

Is this because I had trouble breathing earlier?

As my upper body, which was barely supported by one arm, fell over several times, the sound that was just a chaotic muttering gathered together with anxiety toward me and changed into an understandable form of “uh-uh-uh.”

– [I really like it, but I can’t shake off my anxious feelings even though I’m reading it, so I feel like my interest is gradually waning… … ]

– [I’m sorry because I’m doing it to be happy, but I hope I don’t look like I’m having a hard time even though it’s hard. I’m just tired]

– [Is this correct? Is it because the entire fandom is watching and shaking because they are afraid that Seo Yoo-tae’s father will get into an accident again? If Seo Yoo-tae had handled it properly, this wouldn’t have happened.]

I shook my shoulders and raised my body to my feet.

I’m not sure if I was able to move because my body was actually better than I thought, or if I was able to move because I couldn’t feel the pain due to excessive secretion of stress hormones, but it happened much faster than I thought.

I don’t know why I was so surprised.

I just stood up and hurriedly looked around, as if I was being chased by something.

Then, by chance, I saw a clock sitting across from me.

Inside me, it seemed like a long time, about 30 minutes, had already passed since I fell off the stage, but in reality that wasn’t the case, and the hour hand that hadn’t even made a full turn since I fell off the stage caught my eye. I probably jumped up as soon as I fell off the stage.

“Mr. Seungbeom!”

Also, I was drawn to the voice calling me and when I checked the stage, I saw the surprised staff rushing towards me all at once. For a moment, the sight seemed like a huge wave crashing right into me.

All I did was fall on stage, but it was causing too much trouble because of me.

That’s enough.

I didn’t want it to escalate any further.

‘… please,’

If you just quiet down a little, you can go home on your own.

Just act like I’m not there and you’ll be fine soon.

I was aware that if I spit out words that were on the tip of my tongue, I would look like a really strange person, so I kept my mouth open and tightly closed the whole time. Then, the sticky saliva got entangled in my throat and the root of my tongue, blocking my breathing and making me feel nauseous.

“Are you not hurt?”

“There’s a hospital nearby, so my manager and I… … .”

‘it’s okay. ‘You don’t have to come,’ I muttered and shook my head, but they didn’t stop. I don’t know if it was because it was too noisy in the venue and he couldn’t hear me, or if he just didn’t want to hear me.

I began to hesitantly take a step back, my body stiff.

And he said it again.

“it’s okay. … I’m fine. “Please don’t come.”

But they didn’t stop this time either.

I eventually retreated again down a street that was ridiculously narrow compared to the distance they had approached.

It wasn’t that I wanted to get away that much.

It was just the distance I could move right now.

The moment I closed my eyes, a loud sound suddenly struck the back of my head.

“Seungbeom!”

“Han Seung-beom!”

“Seungbeom, are you okay?”

It was the voice of the fans.

I looked back at them with shaking eyes in shock.

Then, I felt a pain in my eardrum that felt like it was going to tear, so I covered one ear and stumbled for a moment.

– [I hope Yoo Tae doesn’t read this weird post. I’m not a fan of them… She is more worried because she knows how much Yoo Tae values ​​people who like him and how much he tries to listen to his fans.]

– [Please don’t treat me like them]

Oh, I did. It was natural that the further away we were from the stage, the closer we were to the fans.

It was so funny that I had forgotten such a basic fact.

As soon as the fans confirmed that I was nearby, they started pouring out all their worries.

“Seungbeom, you hit your back on stage equipment earlier. “You hit the corner, didn’t you get hurt?”

“What about the head? “Didn’t you hit your head when you fell?”

“I’m glad my face wasn’t hurt.”

“Go to the hospital quickly! hurry!”

There were so many questions and shouts at once that I couldn’t handle it. As I gasped and turned my head to observe, I saw that the staff members who were approaching me were really close to my nose.

… If things continue like this, you will be stuck between the fans and the staff.

I was consumed by fear for no reason, and without knowing what to do, I bent down towards the fans so much that my head touched the floor.

“… I’m sorry to disappoint you. You came all the way here to support me… sorry. sorry.”

The reason people aren’t leaving me alone right now is because I ‘need help.’ Then, it occurred to me that the most efficient way to escape the situation that was causing me pain was to make it seem as normal as possible.

And after thinking about the fans’ words to quickly go to the hospital two, three, four times, he said it to the staff again.

“Wait a minute, I’m going to the hospital. “I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience.”

Those words were spoken in a calmer voice than expected, and I felt that the atmosphere in the hall had calmed down a bit. I couldn’t quite remember what the fans or staff responded to what I said. As soon as I heard something that seemed vaguely positive, I think I hurried to the back of the stage where the lights weren’t shining.

“Ha, ha… omg.”

I walked quickly as if I were completely fine until I got to a place where there were a lot of people, but as soon as I reached a corner, I started running, leaning against the wall with my hands. Even though I hadn’t done anything, I felt like I was completely out of stamina.

‘Manager, where is the manager? Contact the company quickly… … .’

It was confusing.

The very fact that I felt that way while looking at the fans cheering me on was so shocking and I felt guilty. I felt like I wasn’t the person I knew.

‘If you wait in the van, the manager might come.’

With a nonsensical excuse, I moved my legs towards the parking lot.

Maybe I wanted to run away to a place where there were no people.

“… … .”

When I arrived at the parking lot, there was really no one there. Of course, Pantheon’s car was left where it was parked, but what’s the point of coming here if there’s no one here to drive it?

‘phone call… … .’

I realized it too late and hurriedly reached into my pockets. He said there was no way a person who went in to perform on stage would have a cell phone in their pocket.

I finally had to face how ridiculous it was to see myself in a parking lot with nothing in sight. With all my strength gone, I sat down and crouched in the narrow space between the parked cars.

The pain that I had not felt before suddenly surged like a flood, making it difficult to stand, and even the deserted parking lot felt like a stimulus to me, who had become extremely sensitive to the limit. The sound of tires rubbing, the unique smell of paint and dust in the parking lot, and even the lights of notifications were all eating away at my nerves.

‘XX, really… … .’

My body started shaking. I don’t know if I’m doing this because I’m cold, or because I’m scared as hell, but I grabbed the van’s tire wheel like a rope to try to stop myself from shivering. It was the only thing around that was worth grabbing.

But despite this, the trembling did not stop.

‘… Please, stop shaking!’

The moment my body began to shake violently, almost to the point of having a seizure, someone suddenly grabbed my arm from behind.

“Let go!”

Startled by the sudden stimulation, I desperately tried to shake off the hand, but then grabbed the arm with even stronger force and eventually let out a shaky breath as the arm was pressing hard on my entire body. As time passed and my breathing gradually slowed down, the person who was holding me still in silence the whole time spoke in a low voice.

“… calm down.”

… Who is it?