I’m a Genius Idol but my Passive is Sunfish Chapter 4

Baekya had no thoughts. Because his mind was completely blank.

 

<Dance Magician on Stage(C)>

: Magically improves dance skills on stage.

 

<My Body and Soul in This Headphone(C)>

: Allows you to surrender your body to the music.

 

<Clueless(C)>

: Becomes unaffected by the external environment.

 

<Roly-poly Toy(C)>

: Can get up naturally even after falling.

 

“As expected…”

 

Looking at the skill details, a sigh escaped him automatically.

 

‘I have no idea what ‘Roly-poly Toy’ is for.’

 

C was better than D, sure—but he didn’t want any of them.

 

Especially that <Clueless(C)> skill seemed perfect for getting yelled at. The explanation was plausible, but that was just how he felt.

 

“<I’m Drunk on Myself(D)> was a saint in comparison.”

 

After seeing the skill that seemed ripe for misunderstanding, he was suddenly satisfied with his current skill. Without a second thought, Baekya erased ‘Clueless’ and decided to go back to his original purpose.

 

‘Between magically improving my dance skills on stage and letting my body move to the music…’

 

The latter, in particular, seemed similar to the Courtship Dance. He didn’t know what kind of embarrassing memory his body would create the moment he chose that one. In a word, the worst.

 

“In that case, let’s go with Dance Magician on Stage…”

 

If he had to choose between the worst and the second worst, it would be the second worst.

 

‘Dance skills improve’ was probably a little safer than the crazy explanations of ‘moves body with the energy of the universe’ and ‘entrusts soul to headphones.’

 

Of course, there was the prerequisite of being on stage.

 

“I can only hope that the practice room counts as a stage.”

 

***

 

Baekya informed his school about his trainee contract. The plan was to attend only regular classes and devote the rest of his time to training.

 

“You’re Baekya? Han Baekya?”

 

“Yes. This is the trainee contract written by the company. I brought it just in case it might be needed.”

 

Kang Dongsoo, the homeroom teacher of class 3-2.

 

Dongsoo was currently unable to contain his surprise at his student who had come to school with a completely different face overnight.

 

‘He said he had surgery after an accident over the weekend… Could he have gotten his face done then, too?’

 

Dongsoo’s eyes were colored with suspicion. However, far from anything suspicious, Baekya’s face was completely clean, without a single bit of swelling.

 

‘No then, did a person change this much just by changing his glasses?’

 

Come to think of it, it wasn’t the black horn-rimmed glasses he had been wearing all along. Baekya, who had appeared wearing thin, silver-rimmed round glasses similar to Dongsoo’s own, was really…

 

“Handsome.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Huh? No, uh, go ahead and do that.”

 

Dongsoo, who had been staring blankly at Baekya’s face, belatedly came to his senses.

 

It was a secret that for a moment, he had thought Baekya might not be human.

 

“So you don’t need this?”

 

ID Entertainment Trainee Exclusive Contract. Dongsoo accepted the contract that was held out to him.

 

“Can you wait for a moment? I’ll copy it and give it back to you right away.”

 

Dongsoo got up from his seat and headed for the center of the faculty office.

 

The copy machine was right in front of the vice principal’s desk. As Dongsoo carefully checked the clauses—just in case his student had been trapped in a slave contract—something dazzling suddenly appeared in his vision.

 

“Mr. Kang? Who is that student?”

 

It was the vice principal.

 

For a moment, the glare was so strong Dongsoo almost closed his eyes. Pretending his eyes were dry, he deliberately blinked several times.

 

“Ah, Vice Principal. It’s a student named Han Baekya in my class, and he wants to apply for an early leave for arts and physical education. ID Entertainment has signed a contract with that kid…”

 

But as he was talking, the back of his head felt prickly. He subtly shifted his gaze, and saw that all the teachers in the faculty office had gathered around Dongsoo.

 

“Oh ho ho. Don’t mind us, just continue your conversation.”

 

At the math teacher’s lead, the other teachers chimed in, not wanting to be late.

 

As a result.

 

“Baekya. Um… The approval came through faster than expected, so if you want, you can probably leave early starting from today.”

 

It was the beginning of the legend of Geumyong Boys’ High School.

 

[Friend 1: Baekya, if you see Rose Day, get me an autographㅎ]

[Friend 2: Why the hell did you wear that trashy thing all this time?]

[Friend 3: Holy crap, did you really become an ID trainee???]

[Friend 4: I came because I heard you’ve become a visual restaurant~]

 

He wanted to keep things quiet, but it looked like that was already doomed.

 

Even guys he’d only exchanged greetings with in passing were bombarding him with messages.

 

‘This is burdensome.’

 

Baekya looked at his phone with a serious face. For a moment, he considered deactivating his number.

 

[Shin Jaehyun: Baekya, go safely and practice well!]

[Kim Yookyung: You crazy bastard…ㅠㅠ Take careㅜ]

[Kim Yookyung: My friend is a celebrity (tear emoji)]

[Shin Jaehyun: How many times do I have to tell you he’s still a trainee…]

[Kim Yookyung: Amen, please preserve your precious bodyㅠㅜ The bandage on your hand breaks my heart]

 

A laugh burst out as he looked at the group chat messages.

 

“Right. You guys are my only support.”

 

He felt it was unfair to be synchronized into a game, but he thought it would have been even harder if he didn’t have Jaehyun and Yookyung.

 

Arriving at the company, Baekya put his phone and bag in his assigned personal locker. After changing into comfortable clothes, he was heading to the vocal practice room when a trainee he had gotten close to over the weekend approached him.

 

“Hyung!”

 

“Hi, Jiho.”

 

ID’s youngest trainee, Lee Jiho. Jiho, who had started elementary school last year, was bright and full of energy.

 

“The team leader said you wouldn’t be coming to weekday practice until next week. How did you get here?”

 

“My homeroom teacher made an exception for me, so I was able to come early. My school isn’t that far from the company either.”

 

Baekya looked around the nearly empty practice room.

 

“Are the others not here yet?”

 

“No. They went to eat! Ah, but there are hyungs who come after 5, too.”

 

At Jiho’s answer, Baekya tilted his head.

 

“Eat?”

 

“You can eat on the 3rd floor, didn’t you know, hyung?”

 

When he nodded, Jiho looked shocked. Then he began to speak passionately. The gist of it was that the company food was so delicious that people from other companies even came to eat it. They had even filmed there a few times for broadcast.

 

“Since we’re talking about it, let’s go! There’s still plenty of time!”

 

“Huh? I already ate though…”

 

But Jiho didn’t listen. He seemed to be the type to push through with something once he had decided on it.

 

The kid had surprising resolve.

 

“It’s really delicious, isn’t it!”

 

“Uh-huh… It’s delicious.”

 

Baekya, who had chosen the lightest-looking salad, sat facing Jiho on one side of the cafeteria.

 

“The hyungs from the other classes must have already eaten and gone. I wanted to introduce you to them.”

 

To think this little guy had such a commendable thought. Baekya smiled and patted Jiho’s head.

 

“The thought alone is enough, thank you.”

 

At ID, male and female trainees’ classes were held separately. And within that, the classes were further divided by skill level.

 

Trainees attended classes according to their assigned grade, and based on their monthly evaluation scores, they could move up to a higher class or drop to a lower one.

 

“But the class I went into over the weekend was…”

 

“The choreography lesson? A and B classes were practicing together, and you came in. Sometimes they do joint lessons.”

 

So he said.

 

With the C and D classes right next door, why on earth did the new artist development team leader have to knock on that door? His face felt like it was going to explode when he thought of the Courtship Dance he had performed then.

 

Lowering his head, Baekya began attacking his salad. The green leaves vanished at a frightening speed.

 

But then, Jiho stood up from his seat, waving at someone behind him.

 

“Hyung! Yulmu hyung! Minseong hyung!”

 

“Look who it is~ It’s Jojojo.”

 

“Jiho, you came to eat. But why is there nothing here?”

 

Unfamiliar voices were heard at the same time. Turning around with a mouth full of greens, he saw familiar faces.

 

“Ah, you were in the middle of a meal. Hello.”

 

They were the members of AIM’s junior group, the group that was called ID’s only ‘flop idol’.

 

“Oh~ A face I haven’t seen before, you must be new.”

 

“That’s right! This is Baekya hyung. Hyungs, is practice going well?”

 

“Of course. You should grow up quickly and debut too.”

 

As expected, the highly sociable Jiho knew everyone.

 

At that time, Baekya was in the middle of a forced vow of silence due to the salad in his mouth that refused to disappear no matter how much he chewed. He had to swallow it quickly and at least introduce himself, but his body wasn’t cooperating.

 

“Ugh!”

 

He had almost died trying to swallow it whole in his haste.

 

Baekya made a strange sound and frantically looked for water.

 

“We’re probably making you uncomfortable. Jiho, we’ll be on our way. Let’s go, Yulmu.”

 

“Ah. I’m sorry. Please enjoy your meal~”

 

“Practice well, Jiho.”

 

‘What? No! That’s not it, don’t go…!’

 

Baekya looked at the ‘flop-idols’. no, the trainees with empty eyes. But they quickly wrapped up the conversation, and the only thing Baekya could do was babble.

 

“…Uh-nuh-hug-su-uh.”

 

Honestly, he didn’t even know if they had understood him properly.

 

Soon, Baekya finally managed to swallow his food. In a hurry, Baekya pretended not to know and asked Jiho about the people he had just met.

 

“Who are those people? I don’t think I’ve seen them in the practice room.”

 

“Ah~ The hyungs? They’re the debut group. Their debut was confirmed recently, so they’ve started preparing. I’m so jealous. I want to grow up quickly and debut too.”

 

KRAAASH!

 

It was like a bolt from the blue.

 

“Ah… the debut group has already been confirmed?”

 

“Yes! It’s been a while since the hyungs started living together in the dorms.”

 

“…”

 

Don’t you hear that sound?

 

The sound of a sunfish dying.