Chapter 108
Chapter 108
Translator: Penny
Chapter 108
Filming for ten grueling hours was tough on us, but I felt even worse for the fans who had to hold their seats in the stands the whole time.
The fan manager distributed Reverse Fan Support Lunch Boxes to the fans.
We had barely managed to stop the agency from serving the same sandwich lunch boxes as breakfast. After pooling our personal funds, we changed the menu to steak rice bowls.
"Wow, seriously... If it weren't for you, Hyung..."
Ryu Jaehee, who had been the most furious about the rice burger incident before our regression, reacted most sensitively to this Reverse Fan Support Lunch Box.
It was a relief I had remembered the rice burger incident and poked the agency about it. We almost subjected our fans to the horror of eating the same sandwiches for two consecutive meals.
How could anyone eat two meals of just bread? And not even different kinds of sandwiches—just the same one! Koreans need at least one proper, reliable meal a day.
Seriously, as if their agency wasn't already known for its lack of common sense, they were being stingy even with our meals. It was better than the single rice burger they'd given us before my regression, but still utterly lacking in consideration.
And if the Reverse Fan Support Lunch Box turned out to be worse than KICKS' offering, imagine how disappointed our Daydream would be! One agency being stingy was already enough.
"Daydream, enjoy your meal! Don't choke—eat slowly!"
"We'll see you again soon!"
To let our fans eat in peace, we moved away from the fan seats and returned to the waiting room for our own meal.
The subtle comeback spoiler was just a bonus.
Dream♥Daydream @revedream
Wow, they gave us breakfast!
This sandwich is delicious ᄋ3ᄋ. Who knew they could be so thoughtful with the menu?
Dream♥Daydream @revedream
Reve's Reverse Fan Support Lunch Box
After getting sandwiches for breakfast, I was bracing myself for a cheap convenience store lunch box or even a rice burger. But this is top-notch quality!
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U Hamster J @krlllll
Honestly, isn't it possible that 2E was involved in this, just like with the light sticks? ㅋㅋ
OMG, that's not funny.
Reve TV @revetv
Replying to @krlllll
The fact that our agency is ᄋ3 makes this a genuinely terrifying possibility.
"Hey, are we gonna lose if we keep this up?"
I paused mid-medal count.
Even though our team had botched the archery event, we were still in first place thanks to favorable matchups. But the team with those KICKS guys was closing in fast.
Losing the championship to the KICKS team was absolutely unacceptable.
After tallying the remaining events, I used my Item Selection Ticket before the basketball game started.
After all, no matter how many events were left, basketball was the only one I could participate in.
I scrolled through the decent-looking item list. Sure, the other items were useful too, but what did I really need right now?
Item 3: God of Sports
Description: Maximizes physical stamina, athletic reflexes, and performance capabilities across all sports.
Limit: 1 use per day
You have selected the item 'God of Sports'.
Since it wasn't drug doping, there was nothing to feel guilty about. Oh, if you're salty, why don't you get yourselves an Original Intent Score System?
I'll show you how to achieve a complete massacre of the amateurs when skill is combined with item buffs.
I changed into my basketball uniform and did some light warm-up exercises. The opposing team had a 186cm player, but with my item-enhanced abilities, I was confident of victory.
Before the match, we stood on the court for the customary pre-game greetings with the opposing team.
Of all the teams, Altair's KJ had to be on this one.
Seeing KJ smiling warmly at me, my resolve to take the preliminary rounds easy shattered into pieces.
I shook his outstretched hand, making a conscious effort not to squeeze too hard.
The basketball soared into the air, signaling the start of the game.
I immediately leaped up, snatching the ball mid-air. My body felt lighter than usual, and my jump was noticeably higher.
Passing to one of our team's other idols, who had some basketball experience, he dribbled toward the hoop and launched a shot. A clean two-pointer swished through the net.
After scoring a few times, I found myself under intense defensive pressure, preventing me from getting near the basket.
Knowing I couldn't hold onto the ball forever, I flicked it from mid-court. The ball arced through the air and dropped cleanly through the hoop.
"Nice shot!"
I clenched my fist as my teammates rushed over to pat me on the back.
"Eden-ah!"
I grinned, hearing the cheers from the fans. Thanks to my shot, our lead had widened to six points again.
The ball circled the court again before landing back in my hands.
The focus mark locked onto me once more. This was my chance. My eyes gleamed as I stared at KJ, who was blocking my path.
Thud! Our shoulders collided with a heavy impact, sending KJ staggering backward. Seizing the moment, I immediately fired off a shot.
Another clean three-pointer from mid-court.
"Holy shit, from that distance?!"
"Wow, Mr. Eden, what's your sense of distance like?!"
The idol from my team, who had grown quite friendly after a few passes, gave me a thumbs-up, clearly impressed.
I might actually pull off a dunk today.
As I dribbled, I recalled the disastrous music video shoot where my dunk attempt ended in a humiliating faceplant, leaving me sprawled on the court to the sound of my members' laughter. With a flick of my wrist, I passed the ball.
I shouted the name of my teammate idol and sprinted toward the opponent's basket. The opposing team rushed to mark me as soon as they saw the ball coming my way, but too slow.
I gripped the ball and leaped with all my might. I couldn't believe I could jump this high—the item boost really worked wonders.
"Whoa! A dunk!"
I finally pulled off the slam dunk I'd always wanted to try, and it felt amazing.
I released my grip on the basketball hoop and landed lightly on the ground.
I casually high-fived the hands thrust out from the side, then reflexively checked the score as soon as the final whistle blew.
Naturally, our team had won.
Thanks to my performance, our team also clinched victory in the basketball finals that followed.
KICKS Parachute, our opponents, calmly accepted their defeat and shook hands.
People swarmed around me, the MVP of the basketball game.
Teammates from my own team, as well as members of the opposing team and other idols who had come to watch, all offered their congratulations.
It was similar to how Seo Yehyeon had been after finishing the archery competition, except for one key difference: basketball meant victory, while archery had ended in elimination during the preliminaries.
I smiled politely and exchanged numbers with everyone. This industry is small, after all, and building connections couldn't hurt, as long as they weren't future troublemakers.
I proudly hung the gold medal around my neck and returned to where my teammates were waiting. Kim Dobin immediately handed me a towel to wipe off the sweat.
Kim Dobin, his eyes shining, said beside me as I cracked open a water bottle and took a refreshing gulp, "Hyung, you were totally like Midorima Shintaro!"
What the hell is that, you weeb...? I swallowed the words that threatened to erupt from my throat, mindful of my Original Intent Score and Relationship Improvement Score.
"Where's that character from? Slam Dunk? But isn't Kang Baekho the main guy in Slam Dunk?"
The left hand is just an assist. Even I know that line.
I wanted to keep the conversation going at his level as much as possible, but Kim Dobin's vigorous head-shaking ended my attempt at "weeb-level" conversation in less than a minute.
"Slam Dunk is too old-school, I haven't even seen it. KNB, Kuroko's Basketball, has a player who shoots three-pointers from the end of the court. His name is Midorima Shintaro, and his style today was exactly like yours, Hyung, so he just popped into my head."
"Uh-huh, right."
I couldn't understand a word he was saying. How could he be a fashion otaku when he talked like this? He's just a regular otaku.
I gave a half-hearted response, ruffling Kim Dobin's hair, before spotting Cha Yeonho and striding over to him.
Cha Yeonho, who had been comforting a dejected KJ, immediately shoved KJ toward another Altair member when he saw me.
Wow, anyone would think I'm some rabid dog who bit KJ unprovoked.
"What do you want?"
"How about we take a friendly photo together, Senior?"
"Wow, I didn't realize we were close enough to take selfies together."
I responded with a calm smile, ignoring his barbed sarcasm.
"Well, thanks to someone mentioning in their statement that we're close, I've been getting endless questions about whether we're actually friends."
Cha Yeonho clenched his teeth for a moment before quickly masking his expression with his usual, practiced smile.
"Sorry, but I need to get ready for the Relay Race now."
"It's not like taking a photo takes an hour. It'll be over in less than a minute."
"Then I'll be going now."
I murmured quietly, just loud enough for Cha Yeonho to hear as he turned away abruptly.
"If you're okay with the full recording being released."
Cha Yeonho whipped his head around, glaring at me with fierce eyes.
Kim Dobin's words about me potentially blackmailing Cha Yeonho with the recording had come true. It had happened.
"Okay, let's take a picture. One, two."
We took a friendly selfie with Cha Yeonho's phone. iPhones really do take the best photos.
"Oh, Senior, you can just post the photo on social media. I'll save it and upload it myself. I'm still a bit shy about personal contact."
The only response was a hollow laugh.
"Then good luck with the Relay Race. Our youngest member is competing, so I won't be able to cheer for you as enthusiastically as I'd like."
"I never expected Yoon Eden to support me in the first place."
"What a twisted person," Cha Yeonho muttered to himself, clicking his tongue in disapproval. Grinding his teeth, he stormed off.
I joined the other members at the relay race track to cheer on our youngest member, Ryu Jaehee, who was running the final leg.
An idol running in the lane next to Jaehee tripped, causing the idol beside him to fall as well. The way the fallen idol clutched his ankle suggested a serious sprain.
Fortunately, Jaehee managed to stay on his feet and cross the finish line. As he watched the injured idol being helped off the track, his expression was a mix of relief and concern.
Cha Yeonho, who ran last, also looked relieved, though his expression seemed slightly different from Ryu Jaehee's.
"Wow, I was always on that track, so it didn't matter to me. But Senior Cha Yeonho switched from the track where someone got injured! He must have been completely terrified."
I half-listened to Ryu Jaehee's chatter, letting it wash over me.
The team Reve belonged to won the Idol Star Athletics Championships. Reve contributed significantly to the victory by winning two gold medals.
The leader of an idol group with more seniority than ours represented the team, accepting the medals and awards before stepping down from the podium.
"At least it ended well without any major injuries," I sighed in relief, rubbing my tired, gritty eyes after competing in just one event.
📝 Translator’s Note:
You may notice that certain lines or phrases in this novel appear both in their original Korean (or Hanja) form and in English translation.
This is intentional — these phrases are classical idioms, divine titles, or poetic expressions that carry layered meanings.
To preserve their original tone and authenticity, the raw text has been kept for reference, while the English interpretation is provided right before or after it. This helps convey both the literal and cultural nuance of the original work.
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