Top Idol, Anyway (PART 1)

Chapter 152

#152

While Survival, Music Genius> Round 3 received extraordinary attention from all directions and emerged as a hot potato, I was alone and calm.

For now, I couldn't just focus on preparing for the contest.

It is because we have to work for the release of our 1st regular album at the end of October.

I received songs from several famous composers, including PD Pyo, but basically, the amount of work I had to do was not small.

Out of the songs I've been working on, there are three that the A&R team failed to confirm. The fourth song that Jaewon is working on will be finished soon.

Just two more songs will fill the 1/2 quota promised to PD Pyo.

On the day I received the 3rd round assignment, I had a short meeting with the members, and after that, I didn't do much work.

On the surface, of course.

Based on the meeting on the first day, I made an arrangement plan, and I left it alone with only the big frame touched.

On the last day, I was thinking of using time dilation magic to finish the mission.

In the meantime, small schedules such as CF and photo shoots were constantly going on. In the end, I added ideas little by little while discussing the contest mission with my teammates while I was in the moving car or while I was digesting the schedule.

It was Wednesday evening, four days before the contest.

It was when I stopped by the studio for a while before having dinner after the afternoon practice.

Looking up at the desk, I narrowed my brows.

It reminded me of something long ago.

Security was tight in the Archmage's room at the top of the Mage's Tower, as I received reports on all important issues across the continent. I set several layers of inaccessibility with advanced magic, and even that wasn't enough, so the excellent wizards stood guard.

However, I couldn't believe even that, and as a habit, I engraved the order of the objects in the room into my head. If the angle was slightly off, I suspected and investigated who might have broken into my room and touched my confidential documents.

It was the same even now, living in Kang Yi-chan's body.

I even remembered the order and angle of the objects placed on the desk.

Occasionally, Jaewon comes into the studio and eats the jelly on the desk or opens the refrigerator and takes out Bighas to eat, but that was within the scope of what I could tolerate.

Even the top PDs were not allowed to touch my stuff in my studio, and this was the minimum rule that people who came in and out of my studio had to follow.

But someone broke that rule.

"Someone touched the desk."

The work was strangely disorganized.

I was working on the song on my laptop, and there was a double password on it, so they wouldn't have been able to open it.

In fact, even when I looked around the room with the 'search' magic, no trace was found on the laptop.

The intruder only looked at the stack of papers on the desk.

"What are you looking for?"

After rummaging on the desk like that, I raised one eyebrow crookedly again.