I’m a Genius Idol but my Passive is Sunfish Chapter 95
In an instant, she devoured three videos.
Since it had come to this, the roommate decided to watch the remaining three videos as well. It was neater that way.
[Yulmu’s Vlog (Exhibition, Workout, Cafeteria, Practice Room)]
The thumbnail showed a pensive side profile. As if absorbed in contemplation, a handsome athletic-type man stood in front of a cream-toned wall, one arm folded while the other lightly held his chin.
After the loading bar spun for a moment, the video began to play.
[Yulmu: I often go see exhibitions when I have time. Looking at paintings feels like soothing my tired body and mind.]
[Yulmu: Just in time, a new work by an artist I like came out, so I was checking it out.]
As Yulmu, posing dramatically, turned the camera, Jihan’s cat drawing attached to the wall came into view.
[Yulmu: They even painted a self-portrait. The eyes seem a little more droopy than in real life, but I guess the face you see yourself can look different.]
Behind Yulmu, who was seriously rambling on about nonsense, Minseong walked past.
Although he was Extra 1 without a single line, his facial expression acting was as good as a lead role.
His eyes were wide open, as if thinking, What a weird guy.
[Yulmu: Since this is a nature-friendly museum surrounded by forest, rabbits sometimes come out like this.]
Yulmu’s exhibition-themed stream of random chatter went on for a while.
[Yulmu: Yes, everyone. Hello. DASE Yulmu’s first vlog. I came out to go exercise now.]
Dressed comfortably and wearing a black baseball cap pulled low, Yulmu descended a staircase to the basement.
[Yulmu: My daily life these days is just these three things: workout, practice room, dorm.]
Opening the door to the gym and entering, a trainer welcomed him.
[Yulmu: Hello~]
He was greeting everyone he encountered with high-fives as if there was no one he didn’t know.
[Trainer: Did you weigh yourself?]
[Yulmu: I did in the morning, it’s the same.]
Yulmu said he was exercising hard these days to gain muscle. Lifting his t-shirt slightly, he rubbed his stomach.
[Yulmu: Maybe I ate too much recently, my abs have become faint~]
Roommate paused the video and narrowed their eyes.
Did this member misunderstand the meaning of ‘faint’? The abs visible through the gap in his clothes were clearly defined.
[Trainer: Where’s Yooyeon? You guys always came together.]
[Yulmu: He went to the company early in the morning. He has a recording schedule in the morning.]
The workout started lightly on the treadmill.
The scene changed to Yulmu stretching in front of a mirror. Once the real workout began, his playful demeanor disappeared without a trace.
A back view was shown of him hanging from a high bar, pulling himself up and down using only arm strength as if doing pull-ups.
For a while, only the trainer’s voice counting and the sound of Yulmu’s breathing were heard in the video.
[Trainer: Straighten your back.]
This time, Yulmu was doing squats with a barbell on his shoulders.
[Trainer: Nine, ten. Rest.]
Yulmu squeezed one eye shut as sweat trickled down his eyebrow. Looking exhausted, he sat on the equipment and stared blankly into space.
After a short rest, the repetitive movements resumed.
[Yulmu: Wow…. I am dying.]
[Trainer: Drink water.]
Putting down the barbell, Yulmu headed to the water purifier.
Perhaps feeling a bit better, Yulmu bit the paper cup and bobbed it. It seemed his playfulness kicked in, unable to contain it in that brief moment.
[Trainer: Come here. We’re doing ab exercises now.]
[Yulmu: Already?]
[Trainer: Plank first.]
Yulmu deliberately made a sullen face, pulling down the corners of his mouth.
Still, he obediently walked over, knelt, and quickly got into position.
He placed his forearms on the floor, clasped his hands, and clenched his fists. Stretching his legs and planting his toes, the count began again.
[Trainer: One, two….]
Yulmu was freed only after enduring three sets of 1 minute that felt like 1 year. The trainer tapped Yulmu’s back, saying he worked hard.
[Yulmu: It’s finally over.]
Taking the camera, Yulmu swept back his bangs and spoke.
[Yulmu: Today I think I did shoulder exercises, then back, lower body, and abs. Now strength training is over, all that’s left is cardio.]
[Yulmu: I’ll finish quickly and go to the company to eat.]
Since he loved food and ate a lot, working out is a must for Yulmu. His feet walking on the treadmill appeared briefly before the screen changed.
The company cafeteria of ID Entertainment, which had been introduced on broadcasts a few times before.
[Yulmu: I came to eat with Baekya. The other members said they already ate.]
[Yulmu: Today’s menu is beef steak rice bowl, rolled omelet, kkakdugi, and bean sprout soup. Mom gave me a lot of meat.]
Yulmu showed the food one by one, shining the camera on the tray. Then Baekya, sitting opposite, asked back in a surprised voice.
[Baekya: You said she’s your mother? Sh-She doesn’t resemble you at all…?]
The peach, just lifting his spoon, turned around hurriedly.
Baekya looked alternately at the lady standing in front of the serving counter and Yulmu. As the small pink head turned back and forth, the cook’s gaze naturally turned to the two.
[Cook: What’s wrong? Want some more?]
[Baekya: Yes? N-No…!]
[Cook: Son, need anything?]
[Yulmu: I am fine~]
At the natural conversation between mother and son, only Baekya turned pale and got up from his seat.
[Baekya: Why didn’t you say so?! I didn’t know she was your mother…!]
Baekya ran to the cook holding his spoon. The screen shook along with the sound of giggling.
[Baekya: I’m sorry. Not knowing you were Yulmu’s mother, I couldn’t greet you all this time.]
[Cook: Yulmu? Who is Yulmu?]
[Baekya: ……Yes?]
[Yulmu: Mom! How many times do I have to tell you my name is Yulmu~]
[Cook: Oh my~ Right! Confused you with that son with a similar name.]
[Yulmu: Yooyeon? Hey~ He looks completely different from me.]
[Cook: Both are tall and handsome. But, phew… You need to eat a bit more here. How are you supposed to hold a mic like that? Since you’re here, take some more meat.]
Baekya’s pupils trembled like an earthquake.
[Yulmu: Puhaha! Dangbaek got more meat. He must have been very hungry.]
[Baekya: You little…!]
[Yulmu: Thank you for the food~]
The location changed after the last scene of Baekya scrunched up his face.
DASE stood facing the practice room mirror. The members in comfortable casual clothes were watching the choreographer’s movements with serious looks.
[Choreographer: I’ll play the music, let’s try matching.]
But the next scene seemed edited; the cut switched to the members scattered in a relaxed atmosphere.
[Cheong: Vlog? What are you filming?]
[Yulmu: Just daily life~]
Yulmu thrust the camera into Cheong’s face. His sculptured features filled the screen.
Cheong, staring intently into the lens without avoiding it, slowly pulled up one corner of his mouth.
[Cheong: Drive it deep so it can’t run away.]
[Baekya: Hey!]
[Cheong: My hot breath, eup…!]
[Baekya: I said don’t!]
Baekya, startled several times today, quickly covered Cheong’s mouth. But Cheong twisted free easily, shrugged, and teased.
[Cheong: Honestly, no one would know.]
[Yulmu: Won’t it get edited out anyway?]
The scene cut again.
The members standing in front of the mirror were Yooyeon and Yulmu. The other members were sitting on the sofa visible in the back.
[Yulmu: From now on, we will show you how common K-Idols play in the practice room.]
[Yooyeon: What are we doing?]
[Yulmu: Anything~]
[Jihan: Then I’ll play something.]
[Minseong: Oh~ Is it random?]
Jihan fiddled with his phone. Immediately, a hit song by their agency senior AIM played with a heavy sound.
Yooyeon smirked and adjusted his cap. Beside him, Yulmu wore a playful smile.
When the lyrics started, the two began to ride the rhythm just as they were.
– Girl, in your dreams we are
(chillin’ chillin’)
A bit closer relationship
(shimmy shimmy)
Dragging one foot slightly as they stepped forward, the two moved with ease. The mood was relaxed, but their timing was perfectly in sync.
Same moves, different vibes.
If Yooyeon’s dance lines were soft like swaying in the wind, Yulmu’s movements carried solid power.
After the first chorus passed, the song changed. It was the prelude to Viva’s ‘Walking Dead’ performed at the year-end awards ceremony.
[Cheong: I wanna do it too!]
Cheong running out hurriedly stood in the middle of the row behind the two. After Cheong’s narration intro passed, the choreography began in earnest.
– No one can look at me
My eyes that lost their brilliance
Following Cheong’s part, Yulmu, then Yooyeon. Their parts came one after another.
[Minseong: Go out, go out.]
[Baekya: No, why me…!]
According to the order, the next part after Yooyeon was Baekya.
As Minseong pushed him from the sofa, the unsuspecting peach tumbled into the center of the practice room.
Forced to join practice when he just wanted to rest, Baekya looked miserable and glanced back helplessly.
[Yulmu: Uh-uh. Focus~]
[Baekya: No, I…. (Wronged)]
However, before Baekya’s turn ended, Minseong came out with Jihan and joined the formation. A choreography video of ‘Walking Dead’, which fans had begged them to promote, was accidentally born.
[Yulmu: Is everyone a genius?]
[Yooyeon: No one got it wrong.]
Dancing after a long time reminded the members of that day’s stage at last year’s awards ceremony.
Just then, Minseong’s phone rang.
[Minseong: Seems hyung arrived. Let’s go.]
Yulmu, who had been lying on the floor, rolled over toward the camera. Grabbing the tripod and lifting it high, he lay there and gave his final greeting.
[Yulmu: Everyone, I should return to the dorm, wash up, and sleep now. We’ll meet again next time~ Yulmu-log end!]
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Thank you for the chapter! ✨
Baekya you never learn 🤣