Top Idol, Anyway (PART 1)

Chapter 166

#166

After hearing that a part-time worker would come tomorrow, we ended up helping with the evening business.

I don't know how many filaments were mixed in among the overflowing guests, but as promised, no one approached us.

It's because what happened during lunchtime surfaced on social media within that short period of time and became an issue among the fandom.

Anyway, thankfully, we finished our work safely and were able to enjoy grilled pork belly comfortably on the roof of Roa's restaurant building. The members who grilled and ate the meat to their heart's content enjoyed the end of their short vacation by setting off the firecrackers Roa's father bought.

The youngest member is 18 and the eldest member is 21.

In a few months, he will be a year older, but he is at an age when he would like to set off firecrackers and play.

As I was sitting on the roof top and watching the members with a happy face, Roa hurriedly came and sat beside me.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up. Hyung."

Come to think of it, this guy hasn't called me in the past week.

I wanted him to realize something, so I left him alone, but from this guy's point of view, he can make a phone call.

It seemed that he hadn't even contacted the youngest.

"If we hadn't come to pick you up, would you not have come?"

"No."

"Is that so?"

"When hyung told me to go home, I thought he must have a meaning."

ha, look at this

This is why you didn't call me?

"So I came here and thought about it."

"By the way?"

"I came to the conclusion that I was just going too far."

Loa smiled shyly and scratched his head.

"I cried because of that earlier. I felt so sorry for the members."

Still, it was a carefree expression.

"When hyuh said that I couldn't hold a concert if I'll strain my knees because I overdid like this time ago."

Roa, who was sitting on the bench, stood upright and continued to speak with a slightly flushed face.

"It was heartbreaking."

Although it was short, it was enough medicine for Roa.

"I thought too much of myself. I overworked my body with the desire to do well."

Relieving the excessive shoulder strength and relying on each other to do something together. I guess he felt that was the most important thing.

"My body isn't mine anymore. If I get hurt, the team stops, and the filaments get hurt."

I nodded and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. Because it was unique.

"You worked too hard. Too hard."

Regardless of his body breaking, he poured his best and more into the team.

"You've been pushing yourself too hard."

"I just wanted to be like you."

"Like me?"

"Yes. A man who is alone and calm in the midst of a storm."