Chapter 147
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 147
“…Informal speech?”
Kang Yi-chae, who had been lounging with a crooked posture, froze. He rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, then smirked.
It was true that Seo Ho-yun was his superior, so he should be using formal language.
“What, should I use formal military speech then?”
“…”
“But from what I hear, I’m a pretty important person~. Is it really okay for you to be treating me like this, Mr. Seo Ho-yun?” Kang Yi-chae said in a taunting, teasing tone, as if to remind Ho-yun that he was the successor.
He was mostly over his anger since Ho-yun had been treating him quite well lately, but he couldn’t easily stop teasing him now that he’d gotten a taste for it.
Seo Ho-yun simply gazed at him.
“—Mr. Kang Yi-chae.”
Then he smiled sweetly.
“I’m assigning you a demerit point.”
“…???”
[…?????]
[Why????]
Not only the members of The Dawn on screen, but also the Noeuls watching were bewildered. No matter how they thought about it, Kang Yi-chae hadn’t broken character at all.
A sly, delinquent-like successor—wasn’t that a perfect fit?
“…Why?”
But his opponent was Seo Ho-yun.
“I detect a hint of rebellion in your tone.”
“…”
“Do not act like a smartass to your superior.”
Having been granted the opportunity to repay every single one of Kang Yi-chae’s atrocities from the past few days, there was no way Ho-yun would let it slide.
The moment Kang Yi-chae’s mouth fell open at the completely unexpected and absurd accusation, Seo Ho-yun snapped his fingers. Tak!
Instantly, people dressed in black rushed out and grabbed Kang Yi-chae by both arms.
“????”
[???]
“Hey! Seo Ho-yun! Wait, just a second!!”
“The scream of a straggler… A G-sharp in the second octave, I see.”
“Hey!!!”
[Kang Yi-chae using informal speech lmao]
[LMAOOOOOOOOOO this crazy bastard is analyzing his vocal range in the middle of all this hahahahaha]
[Aaaack
Aaaaaack Yi-chae got dragged off and had to eat Da-jun’s monstrous foodㅠ lolololol]
And so, Kang Yi-chae was forcibly dragged away. After taking one bite of Jeong Da-jun’s Tuna Macaron, his face turned deathly pale, and everyone else trembled in fear.
“Mr. Kim Seong-hyeon.”
Seo Ho-yun singled out Kim Seong-hyeon, who was desperately trying to avoid eye contact, a grin playing on his lips.
Knowing full well that the man would drag him away for not answering if he didn't, Kim Seong-hyeon forced his reluctant lips to part.
“…Yes, sir.”
“I’m assigning you a demerit point.”
“Yes, sir???”
[???????]
[b-but]
This time, Kim Seong-hyeon had truly done nothing.
[Why this time????]
[For real, why??
Ah crap, I’m using formal speech without even realizing it]
Seo Ho-yun tapped the brim of his cap.
“I don’t like the ‘b’ sound at the end of your answer. For a rebel, you’re quite audacious.”
“…!!”
“Go do a cute and sexy dance. Execute.”
“Seo Ho-yun! You’re just doing this because I gave you a hard time during practice!”
“Execute!!”
And so, the victims began to pile up one after another.
[No, this bastard is just making up bullshit and forcing it to fit the concept by throwing in words like ‘rebel,’ ‘superior,’ and ‘defiance.’]
[This is so ridiculous for real
Seo Ho-yun marry me, you rebel
└Kim Seong-hyeon let’s date forever, you government soldier]
The same people who had taken Kang Yi-chae reappeared and dragged Kim Seong-hyeon away.
“Jeong Da-jun…”
Standing next to Kang Yi-chae, who looked like he had lost all will to live after eating the Tuna Macaron, Kim Seong-hyeon tried his best to read the provided script and dance to Kill the Lights with a mix of aegyo.
“I… luv you, luv you…”
“…”
“Heok… huff…”
[Kim Seong-hyeon, holy shit
Of all things, he got the Oppa-ya Song]
[I freaking love an idol who just does what he’s told]
[Ah lolololololol Kang Yi-chae genuinely looks like he’s lost all hope in the world hahahaha]
Now, only Seong Ji-won and Jeong Da-jun were left.
Seo Ho-yun’s gaze shifted to the two of them, who were trembling uncontrollably.
“Now then.”
Seo Ho-yun readjusted his cap, pulling it down firmly.
“We will now begin the apocalypse self-produced content that everyone has been waiting for.”
“…”
No one could challenge him.
This was supposed to be read as ‘The Tyranny of Seo Ho-yun the Bastard,’ not ‘Apocalypse Self-Produced Content.’
The arrival of a dictator.
Lately, Seo Ho-yun had been treating The Dawn relatively well, coupled with the awareness that he cherished them and the guilt from his harsh words to Kang Yi-chae. He had been keeping his head down as much as possible. Because of that, the return of his bastard persona hit all the harder.
Even though it was the Seong Ji-won and Jeong Da-jun duo, whom Seo Ho-yun was particularly fond of, his gaze toward them was icy.
“How strange…”
“…”
“Am I the only one speaking right now?”
It was a clear order to answer quickly. Seong Ji-won and Jeong Da-jun shot to their feet.
“Yes, yes!”
“Yes!”
“I didn’t get noise-canceling surgery in my ears, you know.”
[Ah
Noise-canceling
Hey]
[Seo Ho-yun is bewilderingly good at giving people shit..]
“Yes, sir!!!”
“…A ‘b’ sound in the ending?”
“Ah!! Not yes, sir! I mean, yes!!”
Only then did Seo Ho-yun smile with satisfaction.
Seeing that scene, the Noeuls’ comment section erupted once more.
[Guys]
The majority shared the same opinion.
[Has Seo Ho-yun been living just for this day?]
In fact, he had been waiting for this day and this day alone.
.
.
.
“Are you not getting up?”
“Feeling alive, are we?”
“What is that white thing? Was that a tooth I just saw?”
His hazing today was professionally malicious. However, watching the other members get mercilessly rolled around, the fans couldn’t bring themselves to say that Seo Ho-yun was being too harsh.
[Wow, today is insane]
That was because everyone was performing a relay of sexy dances to avoid Jeong Da-jun’s monstrous food.
[Mr. Seo Ho-yun......
Thank you
You are our king..]
They greedily devoured the endless stream of legendary clips, their fingers flying as they took screenshots.
[Hah....... slaps forehead....
I’m just waiting for Seong-hyeon to get more experience under his belt]
[Seong-hyeon is the only idol in The Dawn whose ears turn red when he has to act cute...
Right, it’s because Seo Ho-yun has become so shameless]
[Ji-won ah, I love you Ji-won ah!!!!! I love you for being good at sexy dances too, ahhh!!!!
└Seong Ji-won is really...... incredible. The way his smooth dance lines and detailed movements are broken down.... He’s all shy, but then his expression completely changes for the killing part and he does that hip roll, what is that...
└Let’s stop, we might get dragged away if we say more..]
[Jeong Da-jun, trying to protect his pride, mumbled that he’d eat his own monstrous food, then secretly spit it out behind him ah lolololololol
└Hey, if you can’t eat it, don’t make it lolololol]
After a long while, Seo Ho-yun, who had been standing with his arms crossed while the members were worked as hard as trained bears, scanned the dying members.
Then he called out to Jeong Da-jun.
“Mr. Jeong Da-jun.”
“Yes, sir!!”
“…”
“—I mean, yes! Yes, yes!!”
Jeong Da-jun, who had accidentally added the ‘b’ sound, hastily corrected himself. But the other members, having already experienced firsthand what the result would be, looked at him with pity.
However, Seo Ho-yun just tilted his head slightly and beckoned with his hand.
“Come here.”
“…?”
Exhausted from the nearly non-stop dancing, Jeong Da-jun broke out in a cold sweat and dragged his feet forward like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse.
Then, Seo Ho-yun rummaged for something on the shelf beneath the platform and handed over his own portable fan.
“…???”
Seeing Jeong Da-jun at a loss for what to do, Seo Ho-yun sat him down on a stool, personally turned on the fan, and even placed it in his hand.
Watching this, a heavily breathing Kim Seong-hyeon asked.
“…Instructor. What about Jeong Da-jun?”
“Didn’t I say this was immersive self-produced content?”
Seo Ho-yun replied, tapping his slightly askew bulletproof vest back into place.
“Mr. Da-jun is the ‘Destroyer,’ so he doesn’t have to listen to me.”
“…!!!”
As everyone’s jaws dropped in surprise, SNS, of course, was also on fire.
[Hey
Hey!!!]
[LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ah crap]
[He’s just letting Jeong Da-jun off because he’s so young]
Jeong Da-jun, who was enjoying the fan’s breeze thanks to this grace (?), muttered blankly.
“…I could escape because I’m the Destroyer?”
“…”
“Then all the suffering I went through until now was…?”
“It’s a shame you didn’t notice sooner.”
Seo Ho-yun couldn’t care less as Jeong Da-jun’s face puffed up like a red balloon at his annoying remark.
Just then, Kang Yi-chae—today’s biggest victim, who had been forced to eat the monstrous food and had danced in the relay more than ten times—shot up, his face flushed red.
Tak!!
“Kang! Yi! Chae! I have a question!”
“Proceed.”
“I’m only two years older than the maknae!!”
Looking at the thoroughly infuriated Kang Yi-chae, Seo Ho-yun raised one corner of his mouth.
In truth, bringing Jeong Da-jun to the front was half to let him rest and half a scheme to get on Kang Yi-chae’s nerves.
Having successfully grated on the foxy bastard’s nerves, Seo Ho-yun let out a loud sigh for all to see.
“What a shame.”
“…?”
“Mr. Kang Yi-chae, why weren’t you born two years later? You might have received my attention then.”
[LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ah lolololol]
[Wow, Seo Ho-yun really has a talent for pissing people off hahahahahahahahaha]
[Kang Yi-chae is seriously pissed hahahahahahahahahahaha]
“I will not entertain pointless arguments. Kang Yi-chae, cute and sexy dance, execute.”
“…”
“Execute!!”
After sending Kang Yi-chae to his doom, Seo Ho-yun turned his head to Seong Ji-won.
No matter how much of a practice fiend he was, being rolled around this much was clearly exhausting. A bead of sweat trickled down Seong Ji-won’s pale cheek.
Seeing this, Seo Ho-yun spoke softly.
“Mr. Seong Ji-won.”
“…Yes.”
“Mr. Seong Ji-won, you should also think carefully about the immersive concept.”
“…Excuse me??”
“…W-wait, are you about to discriminate?”
“Do not use informal speech. Kim Seong-hyeon, cute and sexy dance, execute!”
Kim Seong-hyeon, with his trembling body, tried to stop another act of discrimination from happening, but it was futile.
Turning his eyes from Kim Seong-hyeon, who had taken his place next to the fuming Kang Yi-chae and started doing waves with clenched teeth, Seo Ho-yun smiled faintly.
“Mr. Seong Ji-won, can’t you regress? You have the ability to escape this self-produced content, to turn back time.”
Seeing Seong Ji-won blinking rapidly in bewilderment, Seo Ho-yun nodded at Lee Ji-hyeon. Soon, a planning team staff member held up a sketchbook with something written on it.
“…!!”
Seong Ji-won, who was rarely fazed by anything anymore, found it difficult to speak.
“Really…?”
“Yes. Who knows? I might let you off the hook like I did with Mr. Jeong Da-jun.”
“Wow, this hyung’s favoritism is real…”
Kang Yi-chae, who had just finished his dance and was swallowing down a surge of curses, scowled deeply.
Seong Ji-won knew Seo Ho-yun’s personality well. His sweet words felt like the devil’s whisper, and he remained conflicted.
‘…Is he serious?’
But on the other hand, he was also aware that Ho-yun had never been that harsh with him, so it felt like a waste to just dismiss it.
Seeing Jeong Da-jun cooling off by holding the fan to his mouth and going ‘Ahhh~’ made him feel it even more.
After a moment, Seong Ji-won, having made up his mind, squeezed his eyes shut.
“T-time…”
Seong Ji-won, too, wanted to stop doing the cute and sexy dance.
“—I am the one who turns back time!!!”
—the one who turns back time,
time…
time…
time…
time…
It felt as if an echo was spreading through the room.
“…”
“…”
“…”
“…”
But nothing happened.
Trrr… whiiiir…
In the stunned silence, only the sound of the fan in Jeong Da-jun’s hand could be heard.
When nothing happened even after a long moment, a puzzled Seong Ji-won opened his tightly shut eyes. He was met with Seo Ho-yun’s impassive face, the only one who remained unfazed while everyone else was frozen in shock.
“Yes, that was a good show.”
Then, his lips twisted into a crooked smirk.
“Did you really believe me so naively, Mr. Seong Ji-won?”
“…”
“For the crime of falling for it hook, line, and sinker, sexy dance, execute.”
In a tiny corner of Seo Ho-yun’s heart, the grudge from last Christmas still remained, completely intact.