Top Idol, Anyway (PART 1)

Chapter 102

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{Try zooming in a bit more.}

{Take pictures of kids with faces, and take more pictures of Syu (Siu).}

{what? Who are they? Are you famous?}

{Are they an idol?}

{Don't worry, you should take a lot of pictures that sell more.}

{Syu is popular. He has a handsome face.}

{Wow, he must be an idol.}

{Ah, he is very handsome. Shall we take a picture too?}

There was no need to use the signs of the mind. They're talking openly in Japanese. At first I thought it was a sasaeng, but it wasn't. It looks like paparazzi. Or a data arm. Soon, even the people sitting around us began to stir.

"Hyung. Why is it?"

Perhaps it was because my expression was not good from before, Roa tilted his head and tried to look back.

I quickly grabbed Roa's chin.

"Do not look back."

Then Hanjun dropped the noodles he was about to put in his mouth.

"Why? What's in there?"

"We're caught by the paparazzi."

The children's eyes widened.

All of them responded, "This is Japan?".

Then, I swallowed my saliva, probably thinking of the fan reaction at the Cherry Blossom Festival.

it could be. Judging from the boiling reaction, that's quite possible.

Those people must have followed from the event.

Just looking at it, it looks like it will sell.

So, they must have followed us from the venue to the hotel and from the hotel to here. It's not yet at the stage where people around us recognize our faces and attack us, but it's enough to attract the attention of the paparazzi. Or maybe vice versa.

The reaction to the topic of an idol from Korea is hot, should I step on it?

It's kind of like this.

Before coming here, I looked at various materials, but the people here are more than human beings.

"Don't show off and eat slowly."

Then we sucked up the remaining noodles and ate them wildly.

"It's not good to make a fuss in a closed place."

It's okay if you're just trying to take a picture, but if you approach with bad intentions, you may get into trouble.

You should leave the restaurant as quietly as possible.

After a rough meal, we prepared to get up. Hanjun, who had tied his sneakers, said quietly.

"Let's pretend we don't know, let's get out of the restaurant."

"What if they'll follow us?"

"We separate?"

It wasn't a bad idea.

If we separate and moved, the firepower will be dispersed.

"Because we can't even take a taxi at once. We split two or three and take a taxi back to the hotel."

I agree with Hanjun's opinion.

"Siwoo, you come with me."

I think the most in danger right now is Siwoo. The paparazzi always mentioned Siwoo's name.