While Taking Revenge, I Will Eat Idol Top - Chapter 331



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Episode 331

As soon as I realized that what I heard right behind me was a human voice, I stopped and gasped.

‘… man? female? ‘I don’t remember your voice.’

Since earlier, my eardrums had been buzzing, so it was difficult to guess the identity of the other person based on their voice alone. In fact, the sound of my heart was much louder than any other sounds around me, so I couldn’t hear anything properly.

Unfocused eyes began to wander around the parking lot floor. Looking at the floor might not reveal an amazing way to escape this situation, but I felt like this anxiety wouldn’t be relieved if I just vaguely didn’t do that.

‘… no. ‘You have to go to a place where there are no people.’

I shouldn’t have shown myself like this to others.

This is the inside of a broadcasting station full of people whose faces I don’t even know yet, and I am the celebrity that people are talking about the most right now. It would be okay if I just rested alone for a while, but if someone caught me doing this, it was obvious that things would escalate in a strange direction.

Unable to calm my anxiety, I crouched down further so that my face could not be seen. And I lied, trying to sound as similar to my normal voice as possible.

“sorry. “She tripped and fell.”

I wasn’t even curious about the other person’s face. What I wanted most now was to quietly disappear from this place as quickly as possible. The person who heard me didn’t reply at all, but I quickly gathered myself and tried to leave, feeling rather fortunate.

“… … .”

But my body didn’t move.

‘Damn it, what’s the problem again!’

I wasn’t sure if there was some mental problem that was causing my body to lose strength, or if I was really hurt somewhere, or if it was because the person holding me was too strong.

However, after living as a Westerner for over 30 years, I still unconsciously could not admit that I could collapse, so with my clouded reason, I immediately began to doubt the last possibility.

“Thank you for your concern, but please let me go. “It’s okay if you don’t help me.”

It was my last patience.

From the moment the stage stopped, I wanted to go to a place where there were no people and take a breather. Having been pushed to that limit, asking for understanding from the fans and staff and leaving the room was already my limit. It felt like a lid had been forced on top of a boiling pot that seemed as if it was going to explode.

However, the other person did not budge and just repeatedly told me to calm down.

“Still… … . My physical condition right now… … .”

“… … .”

“… Me properly… … .”

The other person’s voice flowed into my dazed ears again. I didn’t understand the content exactly, but seeing as the hand holding me became stronger, it felt like I had been rejected.

The last request was rejected.

As soon as I recognized that fact, a strange discomfort began to slowly creep upward, as if it was eroding my body. Was it always this scary and suffocating to not be able to control your body the way you want it to? The pressure and stress, as if my limbs were tied with rope, seemed to be eating away at me.

“You say it’s okay, but why do you keep…” … .”

‘If I just go to a quiet place and rest for a bit, I’ll feel better soon, but why is that so difficult?’

There was no way the other person would know what my condition was or what I had been through, and of course I shouldn’t have expected them to know. But I don’t know why I’m so angry. Everything in the world seemed to be interfering with me, including the red lights that responded to the sensor, the dust on the parking lot floor, and the person behind me.

‘Did I ask that big of a favor? ‘Is it that hard to just let go?’

As I thought about that, I suddenly wondered if that unknown person was really trying to help me with good intentions.

‘What if you’re trying to trap me?’

Could it be that the person behind me is Kang Hyuk-woo?

Even if it wasn’t him, it could have been a reporter trying to write a malicious article about me.

The moment the worst possibility occurred to me, my heart sank and I sat there muttering.

“How long are you going to harass me like this?” Stop, please… … .”

“… … .”

“… “Do you think I have to die to finish this?”

My voice came out ugly cracked because my vocal cords were dry. It was obvious that screaming in this state would be bad for my throat, but right now I didn’t even know what I was saying, so soon a sound similar to a scream came out of my mouth.

“Let go! “Let go of this!”

Then, I stuck my hand into the gap between me and the other person and began to violently move my limbs at random, struggling to get out of his embrace. Because it was not an action taken with clear awareness, there was no time to worry about a body losing its balance in a small space being violently thrown to the floor, a face hitting a car stopper, or a finger getting caught under a tire.

But the more I did it, the more the other person suppressed me in silence. As I roughly pulled my hands away, my fingernails scratched and scratched the backs of his hands and other areas where skin was exposed through his clothes, but he did not make a single groan.

It was strange.

If Kang Hyuk-woo or anyone else had any ill feelings toward me, they would have gotten angry a long time ago, but they were too quiet.

“Huh, haha… … .”

After struggling with Han Seung-beom’s body, which had little stamina, his limbs became as heavy as wet cotton. His energy-deprived body hung limp and he was panting, and when he tried to get up again, one of the hands that was holding me fell.

It was to protect my head from hitting the corner of the car next to me.

As I faced the favor that could not be faked unless I intentionally made it up, the fog in my mind cleared and my vision finally began to become clearer.

“… “Choi Choi-hyeon.”

The bangs that were all scattered and falling down in front, the suit that was a mess, and the chest pain that swelled and then subsided as he tried to catch his breath were so different from what I was used to seeing that I almost didn’t recognize him for a moment. … It’s probably not something the person who put him in that situation would say.

As I looked up at the guy’s face blankly, a soft voice came back with a characteristic eye smile.

“Do you come to your senses now?”

I don’t know why someone who would be busy working at this time is here.

I couldn’t believe my eyes and muttered.

“How are you here? “I told you I was busy.”

Then the guy straightened up his flipped shirt collar and answered as if it was no big deal.

“That’s true, but I came out for a moment because I had something I wanted to give. “There is free time in the schedule later.”

A red handprint was also visible near the neck, briefly exposed through the collar. I felt like it was a wound from trying to stop me from struggling. Looking at the faint mark left near the scar left by Choi Choi-hyeon’s mother, I deeply regretted it.

‘Was this something that would cause such a fuss? ‘Are you causing trouble to people?’

“sorry. Because of me, scars remain… … . ”

“are you okay. don’t mind.”

To those words that were filled with deep guilt, he answered with a smile still on his face and helped me up. He then said while gesturing at my red, swollen wrist.

“Let’s go to the hospital first. “I contacted the company in advance.”

Since he knows everything about my schedule, he must have clearly seen the scene where I had a broadcasting accident. You may also know that videos pointing out the similarities between ‘Seo Yoo-tae’ and ‘Han Seung-beom’ were uploaded, which led to a big fight between fandoms.

But Choi Choi did not ask me any questions or rebuke me.

I was grateful for that, but somehow uneasy.

* * *

After first contacting the manager and visiting the hospital, I headed to the guy’s house to get some rest, following the doctor’s exaggerated warning that I needed to be ‘absolutely restful’. To be precise, Choi Choi-hyeon brought her here on his own while she was falling asleep as if she had fainted while receiving treatment.

– It will be difficult to rest in the dorm because of the members, and Seungbeom can’t go to his parents’ house. … It can’t be helped. I’m glad there’s someone around me who can take care of me.

In fact, since Panteion’s contract had not yet ended, it was not polite for an official from Daum’s agency to get involved in every single matter, but the situation was resolved more quietly than expected, perhaps because something had been discussed among the higher-ups. What kind of trick did Choi Choi Hyun pull?

‘… Still, I’m sorry because the members cried and made a fuss.’

When I opened the door and entered Choi Choi-hyeon’s house, I felt an atmosphere that was different from usual.

‘Now that I think about it, what did you mean when you said you had something to give?’

Should I say that the atmosphere is less desolate and there is something lively about it? While I was tilting my head, I heard the sound of something small running towards me from the living room at the end of the long hallway.

“mister!”

It was a boy who appeared with a bright voice.

Seeing that he had a similar physique to Seo Yu-seong right after losing his mother, it was possible to roughly estimate his age. Seo Yu-seong grew up a little faster than his peers, so she wasn’t entirely sure, but she was certain that she was still a child. Well, I could tell that he was young enough just by looking at the red cape, the figure he was holding in his right hand, and the hero colors plastered all over him.

“Chaeyul was playing well by herself! Please praise me!”

As soon as he found Choi Choi-hyeon, the child, whose face was bright red, ran straight to the front door and hugged Choi Choi-hyeon’s legs.

“What kind of kid are you all of a sudden?”

Black hair and black eyes. Just looking at the cancer, it looked completely different from Choi Choi’s family, so it seemed like they were not a blood-related family. In the first place, Choi Choi-hyun had little interaction with his family, so he would not have pretended to know my nephew when he saw him.

‘There’s no way those people would leave their child in Choi Choi’s care. I knew something would happen.’

The only people capable of such a thing were Lee Hwa-young’s father, who was courageous in a strange way, and Camilla, who lived intoxicated with the taste of her own pride and was actually proud. Even ‘that’ Camilla said that if it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have entrusted Lee Hwa-young to Choi Choi-hyeon, so why on earth is the child here?

‘It looks like someone… No, there’s no one around me who looks like that.’

I couldn’t say exactly who his facial features resembled.

However, it seemed like this inexplicable ‘feeling’ kept getting on my nerves. When I was looking at that child, Kang Hyuk-woo’s face kept appearing in my mind.

As I lowered my head, holding my head feeling a pounding headache, I made eye contact with a low-key child. Then the child blinked her eyes and smiled broadly and said:

“hello. “My name is Kim Chae-yul.”

As soon as I heard the child’s last name, I managed to exhale.

Yes, it was a ridiculous delusion that that child was Kang Hyuk-woo’s child.

Kang Hyuk-woo is not a person worthy of having children. Even if he actually had a hidden child, he would have raised it with almost neglect. He could assure this because he knew the person’s life inside out.

But if the child had nothing to do with it, then why on earth did Choi Choi Hyun have that child, and why did he bother to call me to meet him? In the end, I asked him again, unable to completely erase my anxiety.

“… “You ask who I am.”

Choi Choi-hyun then looked down at the child who was repeatedly rubbing her cheek against his palm, and then with a very affectionate hand, he ruffled the child’s soft hair with his hand. And he looked at me with a bright smile, putting his hand on the child’s shoulder as if he were handing him a gift.

“What can I do, Yoo Tae?”

“… … .”

I clearly asked ‘who’ that child was.

However, even though Choi Choi Hyun clearly heard that, he did not respond by saying, ‘Who would it be, Yoo Tae?’ This was the part where I realized that he was treating the child next to me like an object rather than a person. Just like when you called Han Seung-beom ‘it’ in front of me before.

The moment I felt a slight sense of anxiety and instinctively took a step forward to approach the child, Choi Choi’s head turned towards the child.

And he answered, looking down at the child with eyes so horrifying that no emotion could be found.

“He’s Kang Hyuk-woo’s son.”