I’m a Genius Idol but my Passive is Sunfish Chapter 11

‘Just in case, should I draw four times?’

 

Who knew when the system might decide to screw him over again. He decided to save two points, just in case.

 

Baekya brought up his status window.

 

Lv.7 Baekya (Synchronizing)

Visual: B

Vocal: A

Dance: C

Talent: B

Stress: 10%

Title: Genius Idol (Inactive)

Passive: R

 

Leaving talent aside, that passive really made him want to cry every time he saw it.

 

“I’ll become a genius idol out of spite.”

 

Baekya made up his mind, gritting his teeth.

 

“What are you muttering to yourself about? Are you sleep-talking again?”

 

Yooyeon leaned his body close to Baekya, who was lying face down. Baekya, who had been concentrating on his calculations, was startled by the voice right next to his face and flipped over.

 

“Gah!”

 

The sound effect was loud.

 

“Puhahaha! What’s with this hyung’s startle reflex? It’s hilarious.”

 

Yooyeon, who had been sitting quietly, clutched his stomach and curled up on the floor laughing. Baekya’s face flushed red with embarrassment.

 

He shot up from his seat and hit Yooyeon’s shoulder, huffing.

 

“You gave me the creeps! Make some noise!”

 

“Wow… I am hurt. To say ‘creeps’ to such a cute dongsaeng.”

 

Yooyeon made a dejected face, pretending to be hurt. Of course, it was a joke, but Baekya easily fell for it, so Yooyeon didn’t stop the act.

 

His roommate of just a month was very fun to tease.

 

***

 

It was the day Baekya first moved into the dorms.

 

In fact, Baekya had no choice in his roommate. He had to use the spot that the former member had used. Of course, he himself had no particular complaints. He just had one question.

 

“Jihan, is there a standard for how the rooms are divided?”

 

“Why? You don’t like this room?”

 

“It’s not that, it’s just that the tension seems strangely different.”

 

Room 1 members were Jihan, Yooyeon, and Baekya. Room 2 members were Minseong, Yulmu, and Cheong.

 

It was a stark temperature difference, like looking at heaven and hell. Of course, this would be heaven, and that would be hell. Because in room 2, there were two tireless runaway trains.

 

Like Na Yulmu, or Cheongcheong.

 

“We just drew lots. Right, hyung?”

 

“Yeah. If you want to go to that room, I can tell Minseong hyung…”

 

“No?! I really like this room.”

 

Baekya quickly placed his luggage on the empty bed.

 

Jihan looked at Baekya’s few belongings and thought.

 

He had felt it from the first time he saw him, but he was the type to be burdened by attention and prefer quiet. He didn’t know why a kid like that had decided to become an idol, but his new roommate didn’t seem bad at all.

 

‘He does seem to have a dazed side to him.’

 

Of course, Jihan’s hunch was not wrong. For example.

 

“Heok…!”

 

He would doze off while walking and almost trip.

 

“Stress is fatal… It keeps going up steadily.”

 

He would mutter to himself while looking at the empty air, perhaps stressed by the murderous schedule.

 

“Raising a sunfish is this hard!”

 

What kind of dreams was he even having? Sometimes he talked in his sleep, and when asked about it, he’d answer sincerely.

 

“…What are you raising? Where?”

 

“Huh? What are you talking about. Me being a sunfish…”

 

“…A sunfish?”

 

“Pfft, you’re a sunfish, hyung? Why?”

 

“You’ll die if you know. You’re in real big trouble.”

 

At first, Jihan and Yooyeon answered him without realizing it was sleep-talking. But the conversation kept getting weirder. It was then that they found out about Baekya’s sleeping habit.

 

But what was even funnier was that he would wake up and remember everything.

 

“Did the sunfish wake up?”

 

At the morning greeting that Jihan had thrown out without thinking, Baekya (a real sunfish/18) stopped breathing.

 

His face went deathly pale. Cheong, passing by, panicked, shouting that Baekya wasn’t breathing, and when Yulmu came running and slapped his back, Baekya finally gasped for air.

 

“Wh-wh-why am I a sunfish!”

 

He would also stutter badly when he was flustered or surprised.

 

Yooyeon, who had come out to the living room late, asked if he didn’t remember his sleep-talking, and Baekya, who had finally grasped the situation, hurriedly pretending he remembered the dream and playing along—very awkwardly.

 

“Ri. ght. I had a dream. A, a silly dream.”

 

To make it worse, all day long he flinched at every word that started with ‘sun—’ or ‘fish—’. Jihan and Yooyeon watched him with sparkling curiosity.

 

The combination of Yooyeon, the ‘scammer’ according to Cheong, and Jihan, the ‘quiet weirdo’ according to Yulmu. It was a real ticket to hell that only Baekya didn’t know about and everyone else did.

 

***

 

In the early morning, in front of the DASE dorm.

 

A white Carnival van pulled up, and soon a familiar face got out. It was Manager Namkyung, who had come to pick up DASE.

 

“Am I too early?”

 

Today was the day of an important music video shoot. He’d hurried a bit and arrived earlier than expected.

 

Beep-beep-beep-beep-

 

The front door opened with the sound of the door lock being disengaged.

 

Checking the time, Namkyung figured he could let them sleep a little longer and headed into the living room. It was still a dim, hazy dawn. But it seemed a member was already up, as the weak light of the living room lamp was leaking out.

 

“Who’s there?”

 

As he entered the living room, he saw a faint back. Seeing the relatively small size, the person seemed to be Baekya.

 

“Why are you up already instead of sleeping more? You don’t get enough sleep as it is.”

 

Namkyung approached with a slightly surprised face.

 

“Ah, Namkyung hyung? You’re here early.”

 

“It just happened. Are you perhaps worried because it’s your first shoot?”

 

Baekya smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck. His face was slightly flustered, but Namkyung couldn’t see it in the darkness. He just took it as a sign of affirmation and patted Baekya’s shoulder.

 

“Just do as you’ve practiced. You’re doing well enough.”

 

Caught off guard by the encouragement, Baekya felt a pang of guilt. It wasn’t intentional, but it felt like he’d tricked him.

 

‘I just woke up early to do a draw…’

 

Of course, he was nervous about the shoot, but not as much as when he was doing the draw. He’d simply aimed for the time when everyone was asleep, which happened to be early dawn.

 

If he was going to roll, he wanted to use the chance before the day began.

 

And as a result.

 

[Skill acquired!]

[<Heart Attack Inducer(B)>, <Fluorescent Lamp(B)>, <Dance God, Dance King(C)>, <Stupefy(C)>]

 

He hadn’t achieved his original goal, but the haul wasn’t bad.

 

Lv.7 Baekya (Synchronizing)

Visual: B

Vocal: A

Dance: C

Talent: B

Stress: 10%

Title: Genius Idol (Inactive)

Passive: R

 

His talent had gone up by two whole grades.

 

Baekya smiled slightly as he looked at his newly changed status window. The new abilities <Heart Attack Inducer(B)> and <Dance God, Dance King(C)> that had replaced <I’m Drunk on Myself(D)> and <Dance Magician on Stage(C)>.

 

The result of the draw from a moment ago was:

 

<Heart Attack Inducer(B)>

: Makes the viewer’s heart go ‘thump!’

 

<Fluorescent Lamp(B)>

: An appearance as bright as turning on a hundred fluorescent lights.

 

<Dance God, Dance King(C)>

: A magical dance that bewitches people.

 

<Stupefy(C)>

: Makes the opponent unable to think straight with a fatal charm.

 

In fact, at first, after seeing the detailed explanations, he had thought the two B-grade skills were related to appearance. Since they were the same grade and he was already satisfied, he had no intention of changing them unless it was a higher-level skill, so it was a disappointing result for him.

 

But when he went to the equipping stage, <Heart Attack Inducer(B)> was listed in the ‘talent’ category. Baekya’s eyes naturally widened.

 

An essential virtue that an idol must have! It was a true talent that couldn’t be compared to something like gaining confidence by looking in the mirror and getting drunk on oneself.

 

‘Just by looking at me, their hearts start fluttering…!’

 

It was a talent that could more than cover for his lacking dance skills.

 

‘As for the rest…’

 

The skill Fluorescent Light (B) sounded like the moment he equipped it, his face might start shining at a hundred times the brightness. And Stupefy (C) felt a bit ominous.

 

If there was one thing experience had taught him, it was that the system’s skills and quests were always faithful to their names. So if you thought about it a little, you could tell. That there were various ways to make someone unable to think straight.

 

‘Either from being too overwhelmed with attraction, or the opposite.’

 

Shock-induced disorientation wasn’t off the table either. And it was only C-rank. It was an option that didn’t even need to be considered when there was a skill a whole grade higher.

 

In that case, there was only one thing left. It was a dance-related skill.

 

‘A magical dance that bewitches people…’

 

It felt sketchy. Very sketchy.

 

But Baekya had no other options. Compared to barely keeping up with choreography, wouldn’t it be better to at least enchant people?

 

After some deliberation, Baekya decided to swap the skill. Hoping that it was the right decision.