I’m a Genius Idol but my Passive is Sunfish Chapter 74

– Idol who put 10,000 won on the table waiting for in-flight meal, then urgently handed the bill when the flight attendant only gave food and didn’t take money = DASE Baekya lol

Who is it. Who teased our peach, huh?! This is why you shouldn’t show it’s your first time flying, baby ㅠㅠ

└ I was wondering why he was wearing Yooyeon’s hat when getting off, turns out our peach was embarrassed (Sobbing)

 

Even as she read the text, the tweet was being shared rapidly. The replies were just about to be flooded with photos of Yuyeon and Baekya wearing the hat.

 

– Found the product name! N Brand Violet Ball Cap 35,000 won Purchase Complete (Image of card swiping)

 

Quite a few verification posts about buying the same hat were seen.

 

And here, another person was flaring her nostrils wanting to buy the same hat.

 

“Th-this, I have to buy it…!”

 

A Korean suddenly shopping online in a Hong Kong back alley straight out of a movie. She rushed to the sales site, only to find the violet color sold out.

 

“Aaagh!”

 

Startled by her friend suddenly screaming and tearing her hair, Shiyoon-bin asked.

 

“Why? What is it.”

 

“Sold ouuuut…..”

 

“…Hat? This is super common. Why, did your bias wear it or something?”

 

Shiyoon-bin, accessing SNS belatedly, saw ‘Baekya Hat’ on the real-time trends and marveled slightly.

 

“Oh. His firepower is no joke.”

 

* * *

 

After checking in, DASE came up to the room with roommates.

 

“Then rest a bit. Coming early is nice for this.”

 

DASE, including Namkyung and Deokjin, sharing rooms in pairs, decided roommates fairly by ladder lottery.

 

‘Of all people, to end up in the same room as him.’

 

Baekya, dissatisfied with his roommate, was glaring sideways with murderous eyes.

 

“Hey, sorry~ Is Baekdo sulking?”

 

Yooyeon nudged Baekya’s arm and flashed a killer smile. But it was a skill that didn’t work on the sunfish.

 

“Who are you?”

 

“Your friend.”

 

“I never kept a scammer as a friend.”

 

“I even lent you my hat, remember? Hey, excuse me, here’s the money…!”

 

“Hey!”

 

Baekya flared up at Yooyeon mimicking what happened on the plane. Then quickly regaining reason, he turned his back.

 

“Ah, whatever I have no friends. Anyway, none.”

 

Since Yooyeon knew but didn’t tell him, his crime was worse.

 

Meanwhile, Yooyeon, inwardly feeling guilty for Baekya who seemed thoroughly upset, became quiet. His tightly closed lips represented his troubled feelings.

 

“Baekdo.”

 

“…….”

 

At Baekya not even glancing when called, he thought inwardly.

 

As expected, only this method remains.

 

“Hyung?”

 

“…What, suddenly.”

 

The sunfish, hanging his coat on the hanger, flinched.

 

19 years of model student life….

 

With a quiet and introverted personality, Baekya, whose only close friends were Yookyung and Jaehyun, had never been part of a group of guys, nor ever been a leader.

 

Maybe that was why. Baekya was weak to being treated as a ‘hyung’.

 

“I’ll make sure nothing like that happens again. I’ll warn the others too.”

 

“…Whatever.”

 

“Aw, why are you like that? I always get nagged by the team leader. He tells me to at least try to be half as mature as our Baekdo.”

 

At Yooyeon’s silver tongue, the pufferfish finally started to react.

 

“Seriously. I swear I’ll never trick you like that again. This time I went too far—I admit it.”

 

“…Do you know how embarrassed I was on that plane because of you?”

 

“I know, I know. Then let’s do this.”

 

Strike while the iron’s hot—Yuyeon decided to settle things completely now that Baekya was responding.

 

“While in Hong Kong, I’ll listen to whatever hyung says unconditionally.”

 

“…Unconditionally?”

 

“Yeah. If hyung tells me to fetch water, I’ll fetch water, do whatever ordered. How about it, deal?”

 

Since he volunteered to be a slave, it was a deal with no loss for Baekya.

 

“If hyung needs anything, just say the word!”

 

At Yooyeon shouting confidently, Baekya pulled up one corner of his mouth.

 

“Really?”

 

“Of course!”

 

“Good. I want egg tart.”

 

“…Huh? What tart?”

 

Yooyeon realized for the first time that Baekya could make such an expression. The deer was quite flustered by the despicable smile usually seen when he or Jihan plotted something.

 

“Yeah. Since I said I’m going to Hong Kong, my sister said I must try that if I come here. Let’s eat egg tart, Yooyeon.”

 

He realized this was why surrounding environment was important. Baekya’s dorm environment, sharing a room with a quiet weirdo and a scammer, could be seen as very unfortunate.

 

“Was egg tart… on room service?”

 

Wiping cold sweat, Yooyeon rummaged through the guide booklet on the table.

 

“I looked, it’s not there.”

 

“You were ignoring me earlier to look at that, weren’t you? Then… um, where am I supposed to get them?”

 

“Don’t know. You figure it out. You said you’d do whatever I asked. Before rehearsal, please.”

 

Yooyeon had just met the devil.

 

* * *

 

Only the location changed from Korea to Hong Kong; DASE’s routine didn’t change. Members who woke up at dawn finished preparations in the hotel room and were heading to the venue.

 

The award ceremony started at 7 PM, but the red carpet was from 5 PM. Since DASE were rookies and entered early, they had to hurry earlier than their agency senior AIM.

 

“What was that egg tart thing yesterday?”

 

In the car heading to the venue, Minseong asked, dressed in a neat suit with his hair slicked back in pomade. Yooyeon smiled, clearly full of things he wanted to say but couldn’t.

 

“That? It’s just a thing.”

 

Both before and after rehearsal the night before, Baekya—who had spent all day practicing choreography in front of the full-length mirror mounted on the wall—was still reviewing dance videos even now during the drive.

 

“Hyungnim has a lot of worries.”

 

“Hyung? Me?”

 

Minseong pointed at himself wondering, but Yooyeon just shook his head.

 

“This one. Sunfish hyungnim.”

 

“What was that about me.”

 

Baekya, watching the video, looked to the side. He noticed instantly when being talked about.

 

“No, I am saying hyung works really hard.”

 

At Yooyeon’s business smile, the sunfish retreated obediently. Minseong glared asking if they fought, but Yooyeon denied shaking his head.

 

“Since he was displeased due to the airplane incident yesterday, as an apology, I decided to treat him as a hyung only while in Hong Kong. So you should know that too, hyung.”

 

“You’re playing cute.”

 

Minseong smirked, saying he knew enough without hearing more.

 

Meanwhile, they arrived at the venue. Even though they had hurried, quite a few cars were already parked.

 

“Let’s hurry too. Baekya, stop looking at your phone.”

 

“Yeees.”

 

Baekya put his hand over his stiff eyes then realized belatedly he had makeup on.

 

‘Gasp.’

 

Wondering if the eye makeup smudged, he quickly turned around to check his face in the window, but fortunately, it didn’t seem smudged.

 

‘Almost got scolded.’

 

As soon as he turned around, Baekya met eyes with the makeup director getting out of the car opposite. The guilty sunfish laughed awkwardly.

 

“Baekya, what is it?”

 

“J-just glad to see you.”

 

Blurring his words, Baekya slunk behind Yulmu to hide. He was an excellent shield for the sunfish.

 

However, the director discovered the smudged end of the eyeliner with hawk eyes. Baekya was quickly dragged back out.

 

“You rubbed your eyes.”

 

“How did you kn- gasp.”

 

“I can’t live like this, really.”

 

JAMA didn’t give separate individual waiting rooms. Therefore, performers had to gather at the venue with full settings without exception. But the sunfish rubbed his eyes less than an hour after getting makeup done, so DASE had to stand in a corner of the parking lot even after arriving.

 

“Don’t rub them inside either. Understand?”

 

“Yes, I am sorry….”

 

Only singers and managers could enter the venue.

 

Before their red carpet turn, they waited together in a large hall, almost like an auditorium. After entering, they would watch the ceremony from the artists’ seating set up at the side of the stage.

 

Namkyung emphasized throughout the move that since they were with fans in the same space from start to finish, they had to manage their expressions and behavior properly.

 

“They say DASE is the ninth entry.”

 

Thanks to Deokjin, who turned out to be fluent in Chinese, Namkyung ended up following him around here.

 

There were about ten idol groups gathered here now. Naturally, Harang’s group was among them.

 

“They’re here too.”

 

Namkyung muttered quietly upon spotting Harang. Thanks to Baekya settling in a corner of the hall, Harang seemed not to have spotted DASE.

 

“You guys okay?”

 

Depending on interpretation, it could mean various things, but the members, noticing what Namkyung was asking, nodded.

 

“Why wouldn’t we be~”

 

Yulmu shrugged and glanced over Namkyung’s back.

 

“Knew they’d come. And met once already when with Yooyeon.”

 

At Yulmu’s words, members nodded. Except one.

 

“You really….”

 

Even in this situation, Baekya was watching choreography videos on his phone. Yulmu, spotting him, put the sunfish in a headlock disturbing his viewing.

 

“Sunfish~ Stop watching and come hang out~”

 

“Who are you calling sunfish!”

 

When he took the phone asking if random play dance would appear at the award ceremony, Baekya made a grumpy face.

 

“I’m anxious….”

 

As Baekya’s anxiety showed, the atmosphere grew heavier along with him.

 

“What if we don’t get the award because of me?”