“Those kids are doing well~”
Nam Daun, who was stretching with a trainer after changing into the second act’s opening outfit backstage, commented as he watched the monitor. On stage, Kairos’s second performance was already halfway through.
“But it’s really surprising. I didn’t think they would actually sing our song. …Agh! Roka! Daunie is dying!”
“We have to stretch properly to avoid injuries. You’ve been getting cramps frequently.”
Kwon Sangrok, the youngest member of Utopia, mercilessly pushed Nam Daun’s upper body forward as he was doing a leg stretch, half-heartedly listening to Daun’s whining. Then, he glanced at the monitor.
Kairos had selected another Utopia song for their second performance. They decided not to let the energy drop. Sangrok briefly paused his movements at the chorus of “Emergency,” a song they hadn’t heard in a while.
“…Roka? Roka. Roka, are you there? Roka, your adorable third hyung is dying, Roka! Roka…!”
“…Ah, sorry.”
Sangrok, who had been lost in thought while holding Daun’s folded body, released his grip.
At that moment, Taeil, who had just finished changing and was lightly spraying his shoulders and waist with pain relief spray, smirked and spoke to Sangrok.
“What’s our Roki Roki thinking about~?”
“…I told you not to call me that, hyung.”
“What’s our Sangroki Roki thinking about~?”
“…”
Sangrok kept his mouth shut, deciding that it was best to quickly give Taeil the answer he wanted in situations like this.
“I was just thinking that it probably wasn’t an easy decision for them.”
Taeil easily picked up on the many implications behind Sangrok’s brief words.
Sangrok had been against Kairos being guest performers from the start.
It seemed he had projected the pressure and anxiety he felt as a rookie onto them.
At the same time, as someone who hated falling behind more than anyone else, Sangrok must have been worried that Kairos might get hurt by standing on a big stage prematurely.
Taeil shrugged his shoulders and made a peace sign with his fingers.
“Well…maybe. But considering that I wrote almost all of their songs, there’s really no big difference, is there?”
“Wow. So annoying. Right, Sola? …Huh? Where’s Hansol?”
When Daun looked for the fourth member, Hansol, Yoon Jinu, the second member who was doing push-ups to pump up his muscles after taking off his shirt, stood up and answered instead.
“Hansol’s not here. He said he was interested in the juniors’ performance and went closer to the stage to watch.”
“Oh no. I wonder if he’s going to start locking himself up in the practice room again because the kids are doing so well.”
“He already asked me if he sings better or if the main vocalist friend sings better.”
“…”
“I just told him that I think his voice is the strongest in the world.”
At Yoon Jinu’s nonchalant words, Nam Daun sighed in relief. Taeil, who was still amused by the familiar conversation he had witnessed for years, chuckled while opening a bottle of water.
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