Chapter 102
Chapter 102
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 102
Chapter Title: Hunter
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Na Gang-in pulled out his smartphone first and searched for footage of the idol group Angel Warriors.
"Will it be okay if we do it like this?"
The four male idols were startled.
"Whoa! Yes!"
"We got that makeup at a Cheongdam-dong salon back then!"
"If you do it like this, we'd be super grateful!"
Na Gang-in spoke to AI Jeon Ji-in.
"Ji-in, do you maybe prefer male idols?"
Na Gang-in and AI Jeon Ji-in weren't using proper makeup techniques. They were painting the idols' faces with 2082-model military equipment camouflage skills. Even so, the results looked just as good on the surface.
Plus, it didn't take long at all—just twenty minutes to finish all four faces.
"Whoa!"
"That's insanely fast!"
Na Gang-in gave them some warnings.
"The downside is it comes off easily, so if it looks smudged after your first performance, don't panic—just come back for touch-ups."
"Got it!"
The event kicked off. The two idol groups took turns hitting the stage.
They ran around the stage with way more energy than usual. Feeling good made their singing sharper too. The crowd was small, but their reactions were better than ever today.
After the first round, they gathered in the tent serving as their waiting room.
"Whoa, I was so hyped today!"
"I hope next event's like this too."
Some checked mirrors right away.
"Is my makeup still good?"
"Sir! This part smudged a bit! Can you fix it?"
Three of them had minor makeup issues.
Na Gang-in sat them down one by one and tweaked the problem spots.
"Have everyone else check too, one at a time. It might be fine now, but stuff can happen by the time you hit the stage."
The maknae, Choi Ji-hye, got hers fixed first since hers was messed up. While the others got checked, she browsed the internet on her phone and gasped.
"Whoa! Our performance from today is already online!"
The other idols rushed over.
"What? Already? Where? For real?"
"Look here. Someone filmed and uploaded it."
Choi Ji-hye set her phone on the makeshift table. All eight crowded around the tiny screen.
A performance video and a few photos had gone up online.
"Whoa, did one of our fans come all the way here to film?"
"Nah, not a fan—just someone at the festival who spotted celebs and snapped it."
"Is it up elsewhere too?"
They all pulled out their phones and searched.
"Huh? It's on this forum too. Check the title. Epic."
Footage of Angel Warriors' performance had gone up too.
Maknae Choi Ji-hye giggled.
"Heehee. Look here—they say we're giving it our all."
Leader So Ji-young grumbled.
"Check the 'till disbandment' part first. That's not praise."
The festival stage was planned for an hour and a half. After the idol groups, other guests went on—mostly local amateur musicians and music clubs.
As the others wrapped up, a staffer poked his head into the tent.
"Your turn soon. Last stage of the event, so make it count."
Choi Ji-hye replied quickly.
"Yes!"
Moments later, Pretty Princess Girls took the stage first this time. Angel Warriors had gone first earlier.
Seeing the videos and photos online had boosted their mood. They performed even more energetically.
Different setlist too.
First round was their own releases.
Couldn't repeat for the second. So they belted out popular trot and oldies everyone knew.
The crowd got swept up, reacting way more than before—standing, clapping, dancing, singing along.
The hyped idols took turns, taking requests and doing encores.
Ended up running thirty minutes over. Crowd loved it, MC loved it, idols loved it.
Everyone was pumped, but couldn't go all night. Finally wrapped.
The eight came offstage beaming, packing up.
"I was so pumped today."
"Me too."
"Same."
Angel Warriors leader Nam Jung-seok said,
"New video of us online. Heh."
Everyone crowded.
"Where! Where!"
Nam Jung-seok showed the footage.
Nam Jung-seok said,
"That guy from before must've filmed again."
"Keeps calling us survival idols. How's he nailing us like this?"
"Our fan?"
"Huh? Real fan?"
Pretty Princess Girls leader So Ji-young gave the realistic take.
"A fan would've put our names in the title."
"True. We barely have fans."
"Still wanna find 'em and say thanks."
A new comment with screenshot popped up.
So Ji-young zoomed the photo.
"Huh? Who's this?"
"Ji-hye?"
"Ji-hye?"
Maknae Choi Ji-hye clapped sharply.
"Okay! Let's go eat! Food! Not highway rest stop—local spots mean more tasty stuff!"
Na Gang-in had passed through for the food spots.
Na Gang-in suggested,
"I'll cover food. There's a killer jjampong spot nearby—not far. Jjampong and sweet-and-sour pork sound good?"
Choi Ji-hye yelled,
"Whoa! Makeup and now food? Thank you! We'll eat big!"
The eight idols loaded gear into the company van. Members with licenses played rock-paper-scissors for driver.
Maknae Choi Ji-hye was still in high school, no license. Luggage duty for her.
Grabbing the last bag, she grinned.
"Hope tomorrow's like today."
Sudden commotion nearby. Shouts.
"Wild boar!"
Na Gang-in asked,
"Traits?"
"Hey, not that."
"Just chase it back to the mountains."
Maknae Choi Ji-hye gawked at the boar.
"Whoa, it's huge."
The boar spotted her. Eye contact.
The boar suddenly charged her.
Choi Ji-hye panicked.
"Huh? Huh? It's coming this way? Why?!"
It looked massive from afar, even bigger up close.
Too shocked to dodge. Side step? It'd just adjust.
Other idols froze in panic. Clustered by the van. Boar too fast—only screams possible.
"Ji-hye!"
"Eek!"
Na Gang-in moved.
AI Jeon Ji-in calculated boar's path and his speed.
Optimal jump point marked ahead.
Na Gang-in hit it, kicked off. Body airborne.
Rotated midair, unleashed side kick.
Aerial kick slammed boar's flank. Hide rippled in waves.
"Squeee!"
Boar that reached near Choi Ji-hye screamed, shoved sideways. Massive body grazed past her.
Na Gang-in landed, shoved Choi Ji-hye aside.
"Move!"
She stumbled but shuffled sideways, ending up by teammates and van.
Pretty Princess Girls leader So Ji-young rushed, grabbed her arm, bolted to van.
Na Gang-in yelled to Angel Warriors leader Nam Jung-seok,
"Toss that pipe next to you!"
Spare tent pipes stacked by Nam Jung-seok. He grabbed one, threw.
"Here!"
Kicked boar rolled sideways, stood quick.
Boar snorted at Na Gang-in.
Na Gang-in caught pipe one-handed, grumbled.
"Kicked it full intent to drop, but no one-shot."
"Gotta tank aggro?"
Na Gang-in extended pipe toward boar.
"Don't go after others. Just me."
Boar charged instantly.
Boar dwarfed humans. Like a tank rushing.
Idols screamed.
"Eek!"
"Dodge!"
Na Gang-in sidestepped lightly, swung pipe. Perfect head hit.
"Squeak!"
Problem. AI reported.
Na Gang-in's pipe bent in half.
He tossed it, yelled,
"Another pipe!"
Nam Jung-seok grabbed, threw two in a row.
"Here!"
Na Gang-in dual-wielded.
"Tent pipes—weak material. No one-shot."
Air marked paths, dodges, strike points.
Head-hit boar rolled up, charged again.
Na Gang-in jumped up, stomped head.
"Squeak?"
Balanced on head, swung pipe—controlled power. Followed combos.
"Squeee!"
Boar thrashed.
Na Gang-in hopped back, thrust pipes. Head only.
Dual-piped like drums—dozens of hits in seconds. Idols watched.
"Whoa..."
"Dual-wield."
"Boar's kinda pitiful."
Boar backed each hit, finally rolled.
"Squeee!"
Downed boar flailed legs, stood. But turned away from Na Gang-in.
Boar tried fleeing, but Na Gang-in wouldn't let man-eater go—could hurt others later.
Na Gang-in jumped at rising boar.
Boar screeched, leaped at him.
"Squeak!"
Last struggle.
Na Gang-in midair-stomped head, walked forward. Like stepping air—few steps, then landed.
Boar head-planted.