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I frowned in the elevator heading back to my dorm.

"What is this guy doing?"

This is my evaluation of Uihyeon.

First of all, those eyes.

Usually, if we make eye contact, he smiles, but there's no way I wouldn't have noticed the harsh gaze he sometimes gives me.

It was so fleeting that I wouldn't have noticed it if I wasn't in the habit of observing people, but I definitely felt it.

A guy like that is trying to help Seong-eon unconditionally?

That sounds funny.

Item judged Ui-hyeon's answer to be the truth, but that alone was enough to prevent us from viewing that bastard without prejudice.

There may be an underlying intention that wasn't caught up in the questions I asked.

After concluding that the answer was to avoid encountering each other as much as possible, I shook off random thoughts for tomorrow's schedule.

* * *

Rattling.

There was chaos.

Now I can't tell if these guys are humans or aspen trees.

For your information, today's pre-recording has already been completed early in the morning, and we are now waiting for the interview with the top candidate to be aired.

"Calm down. "You made that mess last night and you're still here today?"

"Uh, uh, how can I not be nervous about this! "Your brother is strange!"

"Ah~ Yoonjae and Yuha are out of breath."

Cha Yun-jae, who saw Choi Seung-ha smiling brightly, grabbed the back of his neck.

"older brother! Is now the time to joke around like that?"

"Whoa~"

"crazy!"

"Did you just hear that? Did you hear? "Does our Yoonjae know how to use words like this?!"

"Brother, isn't it because the wind suddenly blows in your ears?"

"They told me to relax, but it doesn't seem to have any effect."

"If this works, the country will be ruined!"

"Yoonjae saved the country."

"Ugh! In the meantime, keep playing around!"

I leaned back on the sofa in the waiting room and lowered my eyelids, hoping to get some sleep.

Tiring!

"... ... ."

Tiring!

"... ... ."

Tiring!

Tiring!

It's so noisy it's killing me.

"... ... Haaaaa."

"Brother, may I have talked too much!"

"No, you talk more."

I roughly waved my hand in Cha Yun-jae's direction and looked at the message floating in the air.

[The constellation, 'Golden God', asks you to bless Ahae!]

I didn't have anything in mind today.

After all, on such a monumental day as being a candidate for first place on a music show, shouldn't we fall a little short?