I knew it.
Once I got caught up in a modern fantasy idol world equipped with a system that came with “penalties” and “side effects,” I couldn’t avoid a certain degree of clichés like #Misunderstanding and #SicklyCharacter.
Yeah, but still….
“…Did I catch an incurable disease overnight? I don’t think so. I slept really well. I slept like I was drenched in an all-cure potion.”
“Stop talking and get dressed. I heard colds are going around this season, what if you catch one at the hospital?”
“Then at least get these guys off me. They’re heavy as hell.”
“No way. What if you suddenly trip and hurt yourself? You even bumped into things all over the place yesterday. Doha hyung said he heard all about it.”
“That’s right. We’ll even help you to the car! And at the hospital!”
“Who’s helping who here…? You’re both shorter than me.”
“Then should we call Yugeon hyung and Doha hyung?”
“…Forget it. Hold on tight.”
…Isn’t this a bit overprotective?
Even without seeing myself, I could tell how ridiculous I must look, bundled up in the thick coat, scarf, and mask Seo Taehyun gave me, with Dan Haru and Joo Eunchan holding onto me on either side.
They claimed they were supporting me by holding my arms, but honestly, since they were both shorter than me, it was more like they were just hanging onto my shoulders.
“Director’s almost here? We should head down to the parking lot soon.”
The mastermind behind this overprotectiveness, Jung Siwoo, came out into the living room holding a steaming mug.
With his appearance shining even more brightly in the morning sunlight, one might mistakenly think he was holding a cup of warm drip coffee… but what was actually in that cup was a thick, two-scoop serving of powdered yulmu tea.
As I inhaled the strong, savory scent of the yulmu tea, I addressed the godly visual main vocalist who had successfully dragged me to the hospital.
“…Hyung, are you serious with this?”
“What did I do?”
It wasn’t enough that he reported my health status to Ji Suho as soon as he woke up this morning.
He had quietly gone out, coordinated stories with Ji Suho, and then spread the fake news to the members that
“Hajin fainted last night, so he’s going to the hospital today for a check-up.”
And he even rattled off a list of all kinds of diseases related to dizziness at the breakfast table, causing this uproar with Seo Joodan, and now he’s asking, ‘What did I do…?’
No matter how much I glared at him with eyes full of things I wanted to say, Jung Siwoo just stirred his yulmu tea full of nuts with a spoon and smiled cheerfully.
“Haru, Eunchan, make sure to take Hajin to the hospital safely. And while you’re out, get something tasty to eat.”
“Yes!”
“Got it!”
“You guys…! Be honest. The tasty food is what you’re really after, isn’t it!?”
I struggled, feeling deeply betrayed by the two youngest ones who were overly excited about ‘something tasty.’
But with them already holding onto my arms and restraining me, my body was being carried past the dormitory door and into the elevator.
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Fantasy**Story not mine** Title: Grab the regressor by the collar and debut! When he first regressed, Kang Ha-Jin thought he finally had a chance to change his life. "What brat just regressed right now?!" That is, until he's forced to regress four times! [...
