Chapter 58
Chapter 58
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: Broadcast Reactions
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“Is that really you, Miro?”
“Everyone’s already convinced, aren’t you?”
Right now, on the TV, Hyun-su and I were having a conversation.
Watching myself speak from across the screen was utterly embarrassing.
“More importantly, can we change the channel? It’s a bit awkward seeing myself on there.”
Those thoughtless words I said back then were now airing on TV…. My face was flushing red.
“Is that what’s important right now??”
“No way, we’re watching till the end.”
But it seemed they had no intention of changing the channel.
If you hate the temple, the monk must leave.
I quietly turned my head so the TV was out of sight.
The sound kept playing, though.
“Anyway, you two know each other?? Got his number?”
“I do have it.”
“Wait, how did that happen—no, never mind. Were you an entertainer before? Like an idol or model or something?”
I shook my head at Haru’s question. An entertainer? No way.
“I was just a college student.”
“Then how’d you get close?”
“Mm… we’re not that close.”
“What do you mean not close…! Look at the screen, you’re chatting away just fine.”
Well, that was true….
“I knew it…!”
At that moment, Maho, who had been blankly stunned on her own, turned to me as if she’d realized something.
“It’s you.”
“Huh?”
“The part-timer!”
Maho said that and immediately pulled out her phone, playing Wonderland from Slim Gold’s songs.
Then she fast-forwarded straight to the featuring part.
“This is you, Miro, right?”
To figure it out this far… no, was it too obvious now?
“You’re only realizing it now? I even posted in the group chat begging you to notice….”
“You little…!”
“Ow!”
Right then, Maho jumped up from her seat and tackled me.
The impact was nothing like Mile’s—it sent me tumbling straight backward.
“You deceived your unnie?”
“Eek!”
“I was so happy thinking you and I shared music tastes, and I told you all sorts of stuff!”
“I like Hyun-su’s songs too!”
“I didn’t want to learn Slim Gold’s real name like this!”
“No, it’s even in his profile.”
It wasn’t there before, but now his real name was listed in the profile.
“Shut up! No rebuttals.”
“I, I need to make you pay for deceiving me too.”
“Roa-unnie?”
“You’re close to those band people and you tried to deceive me?”
To make matters worse, Roa charged in too, and my body couldn’t take it anymore.
After getting thoroughly roughed up by the two unnies—who were full of energy from the hearty delivery food—I ended up sprawled on the floor like a crumpled tissue that couldn’t even make it to the trash can. Meanwhile, the rest of the members focused on the TV.
“Let’s at least watch it to the end and see what happened.”
“More than that, she’s really pretty. Even with the hat, she’s got this aura.”
“I can’t believe that’s the same person as the sprawled-out Miro over there.”
“The nonsense she spouts is exactly the same, though.”
Weren’t their words a bit harsh?
Boksil was the only one who came over and rubbed against me.
You’re the only one for me.
While I was healing with Boksil, the variety show kept playing—and surprisingly, I had a ton of screen time.
They weren’t editing out the conversations?
Adding the performance later would make it super long.
“Miro’s so consistent.”
“How does she spew that much nonsense on a variety shoot like it’s her personal stream?”
“Even pros can’t match Miro’s word vomit fest.”
Word vomit fest? Is that how they saw my usual chatter?
Yeah, I guess I do tend to blurt things out without much thought.
As I endured the members’ sharp critiques while watching, the other band members entered, and with my impromptu suggestion, the performance began.
“Whoa.”
“What is this?”
The scene felt packed with extra punch.
[Are they killing the romance?]
[Wow, is this even a band?]
Me sitting with legs crossed, playing guitar.
Hyun-su standing and belting out the song.
And Ayoung’s drums seamlessly covering my rough playing while ramping up the live feel.
With that perfect trio plus the editing magic, it turned into a picture-perfect studio jam session.
This’ll be the highlight, for sure.
Even I, who was there, thought it looked amazing—wonder how others saw it.
Looking around, everyone was glued to the TV, unable to look away.
The PD’s got skills.
The atmosphere built to a boil as the performance raced toward its climax.
At that moment, Hyun-su grabbed the guitar I’d been playing.
[You made me do it so recklessly, so you can sing too, right, noona?]
Mm, watching on TV, it’s cringey.
I hadn’t felt it at the time.
“Kyaa!”
“What?”
“Crazy, that’s crazy.”
Unlike my reaction, the members were stomping their feet, slapping each other’s backs, and freaking out.
Hyun-su passed me the mic and took the guitar, starting to play.
[Ha.]
I let out a hollow chuckle and cleared my throat lightly.
Then, the song’s second highlight approached.
The camera pulled back, showing the staff filming here, then the watching band members.
It cut to Ayoung on drums, then Hyun-su on guitar.
Finally, closing in on me.
As the performance peaked, I sang on screen.
“Whoa.”
One of the members let out an exclamation.
Definitely.
The editing and perfect timing created a flawless, cinematic moment.
This is gonna be a hot topic.
Even Mirodan, who rarely watches TV, might catch the NerTube highlight.
Someone’ll ask if it’s me. What should I say?
Only my upper body showed, and I wore a mask covering my full face—no freckles on my arms or neck to pinpoint me.
Voice, maybe?
I’d streamed long enough that my natural voice slipped out sometimes instead of my broadcast tone.
Some folks might compare.
Eh, I’ll think of something then.
I stopped worrying and watched the TV again.
The performance ended before I knew it, and now the other band members joined for another song.
That was fun back then.
I should visit again sometime.
Do they do busking?
Would they hate it if I asked to join?
Lost in silly thoughts, the broadcast kept going with the performances, then it showed me learning guitar from Ayoung.
…Why am I on screen so much? They could edit this part.
In the end, even my leaving the house aired, followed by Hyun-su eating dinner with the band and falling asleep, ending his episode.
And after that.
The members, having watched it all, turned their eyes back to me.
“You and Slim Gold aren’t like… hooking up or anything, right?”
“What’s with that high schooler being so sweet?”
“Be honest, anything going on?”
They were all hyped, but disappointingly, no.
I shook my head, telling them not to worry.
“Nothing like that. Wouldn’t that make me even more of a catch?”
Smack-!
“Ow!”
“This kid, really….”
“But seriously, how’d you end up connected?”
At Haru’s question, I hesitated before mentioning the vocal academy.
“Academy?”
“Yeah, I signed up right after the second audition.”
“Look at that initiative. What if you’d failed?”
“I could’ve succeeded through broadcasting, right?”
“Can’t argue with that grounded confidence.”
Still, passing the audition let me grow this comfortably and quickly.
The Six is the best.
“Anyway, the instructor there introduced me, and that’s how I did the featuring.”
“Wow, but what’d the agency say?”
“I was gonna do it as Miro, but Hyun-su wasn’t famous yet, so it got canceled, and I signed as real-life Kim Suhyun.”
“Wait, canceled?”
“Yeah, they said no.”
“Crazy….”
I got Haru’s reaction.
If Heavenly Realm Project’s Miro had been featured on Hyun-su’s now-smash hit….
The promo would’ve been huge.
“But honestly, I think it worked out better.”
“Why?? The exposure would’ve been great.”
“Too many viewers can be a bit much.”
It sounded spoiled, but it was true.
It felt like control was slipping, teetering on the edge.
Like a dam about to burst.
Excess viewers are poison to me.
“I get what you mean.”
Anna, who’d indirectly experienced my stream today, nodded.
“Yeah… it was kinda like that, right?”
“Yeah, it was burning up every chance it got.”
“She’s got her own struggles, huh.”
But the mood shifted to pitying me.
“Why look at me like that? I get along great with my viewers.”
It might look like tough streaming otherwise.
“No, no. But Miro’s got the mental fortitude.”
“Kinda like that clear-eyed glint?”
At Haru’s “clear-eyed glint,” Roa and Maho nodded, while Anna and Mile looked confused.
“What’s that?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“What, using slang just ‘cause I’m younger?”
“Still, unnie, you’re not much older than me, right?”
“Well, true….”
Not much age difference? Really? Sure, but in our 20s, the gap between Haru and Anna felt decent.
I thought it but didn’t say it.
Seeing Anna’s slightly upturned lips, she knew too.
“Anyway, let’s hit the convenience store first? No one’s got toothbrushes.”
At the toothbrush suggestion, everyone nodded.
Grown-ups who knew the scary dentist bills didn’t hesitate on this.
And so, with the members staying over.
The hectic few days of schedule finally wrapped up completely.