I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed Chapter 65

Chapter 65

 

[Scheduled to be deleted in 1 minute (spoiler)]

1. My girl: 4, 6, 11, 13, 15
2. Amnesia : 1, 3, 5, 8, 9
3. Turn Over 2, 10, 12, 14, 16

 

Deleted in 30 seconds.

“Ah, fucking hell. Screenshot, screenshot!”

Gyeong-jin hurriedly captured the screen. Not long afterward, the post was deleted.

 

[What was that spoiler that was just posted?]

> It looked like it got deleted in less than a minute?

↳ Yeah, the OP wrote in the post that it was a lie and would be deleted in 30 seconds.

 ↳↳ Guess it was bait.

↳ It was a Round 6 team lineup spoiler.

 ↳↳ Holy shit, can someone tell me? Where did Seongwoo go?

  ↳↳↳ Apparently he went to M2i girl.

   ↳↳↳↳ Fuck off, this is bait. He went to Amnesia.

↳ Someone tell me ㅇ1yul’s teamㅠㅠ

 ↳↳ ????

 

“I-yul is 6, and Seongwoo is 3, so… Ah, what a shame.”

 

[The Debtors]

> Are they on different teams? Is there no chance they’ll be on the same team?

↳ Yeah, two people will be eliminated again this time, but since Hwang left, only one person will be eliminated, so there shouldn’t be any team changes.

 ↳↳ Hwang really can’t be of any help until the very end.

↳ But isn’t M2i girl not bad for ㅇ1yul, and if Seongwoo gets Amnesia, isn’t that a decent outcome?

 ↳↳ Yeah, and Han is there too. Though I feel like it might look weird since the other kids are so young?

  ↳↳↳ That’s the biggest problemㅠㅠㅠ Aren’t they going to look like a giant old tree surrounded by cicadas?

 

Individually, neither result was bad at all.

She had even gotten the My Girl team for Kang I-yul, just as she had hoped.

However, the disappointment that the two of them hadn’t ended up on the same team outweighed even that happiness.

“Looking at the ID, I don’t think it’s a lie.”

 

[But everyone]

> Aren’t you all believing it way too easily? It’s not like this is the first or second bait post;;

↳ Huh? Is the OP a recent addition? Didn’t you see their ID? They’ve gotten every ranking spoiler for the ranking announcements right so far ㅇㅇ

↳ I wish it were a lie. Sang-yoon, not even Turn over, but M2i girl? What the hell?

↳ I’m kind of losing interest in my favoriteㅎ… This is when they should be doing what they’re good at, but he’s doing what he wants^^

↳ I wonder how they decided the teams, too.

 ↳↳ Tomorrow’s broadcast is going to be a complete mess.

  ↳↳↳ No, tomorrow only the performances are airing.

 

***

 

“The spoilers dropped again.”

The post had already been deleted, but judging from the reactions, it seemed to be another team lineup spoiler.

At first, the production staff had been sensitive about spoilers and responded aggressively, but now they seemed to be taking a more relaxed attitude.

They could catch them if they wanted to. But there was nothing better than spoilers for generating buzz before the broadcast.

‘Well, a survival show without tension would just be a documentary.’

While scrolling through the message board, her eyes naturally stopped on one post.

[Is it for real that they’re not on the same team like the Debtors……]

‘As expected, there are cultured people who like the Seongwoo and I-yul pairing.’

‘Just wait a little longer. Debtors never die.’

“Seongwoo, let’s keep practicing.”

I raised my head and saw Go Jae-seong holding out his hand.

“Ah, yeah.”

‘For now, let’s endure it.’

After practicing frantically, before I knew it, the sun was already setting.

‘Looks like dinner is a lost cause again today.’

Since taking on the main vocal position, the amount of practice had increased dramatically compared to the previous round.

After repeatedly practicing without eating, all sorts of things started happening.

There had even been one time when Han Sang-yoon woke up because of the growling of my stomach in the middle of the night.

“Ha……”

Even remembering that moment made me want to bite my tongue and die.

“One more time and…”

Tap.

I turned around at the hand patting my shoulder and saw Han Sang-yoon waving a plastic bag.

“You haven’t eaten yet, right?”

“Yes, that’s true, but…”

“Good. It’s already broadcast time anyway. Want to eat while we watch?”

“Oh, it’s Friday already?”

“Un-jo and Joo-han are coming, too.”

“Yes.”

‘If this week’s broadcast is on, of course I have to watch.’

Han Sang-yoon also asked Kang I-yul to eat with us, but…

“I normally don’t watch the live broadcast.”

He was cleanly rejected.

“Make sure you eat dinner.”

“Yes.”

After I-yul left, Han Sang-yoon rummaged through the bag and smiled awkwardly.

“But I bought the menu according to my taste.”

“You’re buying it for us, so I should eat whatever you give me.”

“Hey, don’t say something like that.”

I was perfectly fine with it, but Han Sang-yoon was even more flustered.

“Are you still uncomfortable around me?”

“Huh? No, not at all.”

I even call you hyung now, so what could possibly be uncomfortable about you…

Wait.

I realized why Han Sang-yoon had looked at me strangely.

‘…Yoo Seong-ah.’

In my family, there had never been such a thing as a choice.

“Eat.”

“Yes.”

“Wear this.”

“Yes.”

“Go.”

“Yes.”

I had simply been a younger brother who had become accustomed to saying ‘Thank you’ and accepting whatever was given to me.

So this situation was simply unfamiliar.

‘But I’ve lived like this all my life!’

“It’ll be fine. I’m really good at knowing what tastes good.”

That was when I should have realized.

My body and mind were both exhausted, so I had completely forgotten Han Sang-yoon’s food preferences from before my regression.

Whoosh

The plastic bag opened.

I looked at the menu and was rendered speechless.

“…Wow!”

Fortunately, my reaction wasn’t unique.

“Wow…… hyung, you eat this?”

“When I go to a convenience store, this is the first thing I grab.”

There are certain foods in this world.

Foods where you have no idea who they were even made for.

If someone mass-produced something like this, it would obviously be a waste of money, yet it possessed a fucking insane vitality, stubbornly surviving without ever being discontinued.

The answer to ‘Who eats this?’ was right here.

“You mean cilantro……”

“Pine tree eyes……”

“Chocolate rice ball? What is this? They sell something like this?”

“Yeah. It’s good…”

Perhaps Choi Un-jo had imagined chocolate and rice mixing together,

“Eww…”

He stared at the bag for a long while before speaking expressionlessly.

“It really does taste like getting punched.”

“Huh?”

“Nothinggg.”

Han Sang-yoon’s food preferences had been famous even during Impactor.

There had even been a time when he was called ‘the idol whose fans never ask for meal recommendations.’

Every menu he recommended on the fan communication app was an extremely niche taste from hell.

‘If they had created an anti-account because of that, no one would believe it……’

It was because people thought he must have been intentionally recommending terrible food to mess with his fans because he was so annoyed at being asked.

It was so absurd that I even remembered the name.

‘Starve Han Sang-yoon.’

“Everyone can eat.”

“Ooh, I’ll pass.”

“It’s good, though…”

Just then, Joo-han quietly handed over a triangular kimbap.

[Tuna Mayo]

Maybe because I had just seen Han Sang-yoon’s feast, this ordinary triangular kimbap looked like Michelin-starred cuisine.

“It’s starting.”

“Huh?”

I had been sitting in the back, just about to quietly check social media first.

“Seongwoo, you’re on.”

Choi Unjo pointed at the TV.

‘Well, I’m a participant, so of course I’m going to be on……’

“Ah, really?”

Just as I was about to brush it off without much thought…

 

[Production Staff: Didn’t you think it was dangerous?]

[Trainee Yoo Seong-woo: I didn’t even have time to think about it. My body just moved first.]

 

“……That’s me?”

Choi Un-jo threw both hands up as if he were wronged.

“I told you!”

Why was I on right now?

They hadn’t even done the opening yet.

I never expected them to kick off the broadcast with my personal interview.

‘I guess they felt pretty guilty……’

 

[Trainee Yoo Seong-woo: Actually, it probably looked worse because I was injured somewhere visible. I-yul also had bruises on his wrist and waist, even though they weren’t really visible from the outside. So when I see posts blaming I-yul, I feel kind of… sorry. It wasn’t I-yul’s fault. And the production staff also worked really hard for the sake of the program. I don’t feel comfortable seeing anyone get cursed at because of me.]

 

Joo-han, who had been chewing on a triangular kimbap beside me, looked around before whispering quietly into my ear.

“Holy shit, hyung. The production staff didn’t make you say that, right?”

 

[Production staff moved by trainee Yoo Seong-woo’s unexpected concern]

 

“Oh, they didn’t. Sorry, guys…”

“Who are you apologizing to?”

I chuckled and checked the message board reactions again.

 

[Honestly, the Debtors]

> Other than them, all the friendships feel fake ㅇㅇ. If you disagree, you have no taste, and I don’t associate with you.

↳ Grandma, are you saying that again?

 ↳↳ My. Heart. Is. Always. Young. You. Rude. Brat. Tsk!

  ↳↳↳ I can’t even imagine how much she likes the new grandchildren she brought in;;

↳ Did Hwang get completely sent off?

 ↳↳ Don’t even get me started on that bastard.

 

[Seongwoo’s censorship name]**

> Shouldn’t it be changed to ‘Bodhisattva’? If it were me, I’d flip the whole place over and withdraw.

↳ Even while all that is happening, worrying about the production staff is fucking incredible. What a big-hearted guy.

↳ He was even hospitalized, and he’s still worried about ㅇ1yulㅠㅠㅠ

 

‘This is getting a little burdensome.’

I remembered how the algorithm had once been plastered with ‘the trainee who saved a person’.

“I’ll say this since there aren’t any cameras.”

Han Sang-yoon spoke first.

“Who did everyone pick?”

“I chose Amnesia. You, Seong-woo, and who was it again…”

His voice seemed to change only when he spoke English.

“Did you include me?”

“Of course! Your face is totally Amnesia.”

“…Is it?”

Everyone laughed when Han Sang-yoon seriously considered it for a moment.

“I voted for My girl with you.”

“As expected, Seongwoo knows what’s up. Thanks…… Huh? But you voted for My girl?”

“Holy shit, really?”

‘Is it really that surprising?’

Joo-han kept repeating how unexpected it was before carefully revealing,

“I voted for Turn over with you, hyung.”

“With me?”

“Yes. You and I have never been on the same team yet.”

Thinking about it, that was true. Among the members of Impactor, Joo-han was the only one.

“I also wanted to try performing on a stage you produced.”

“Yeah.”

Perhaps his throat was getting dry from eating only triangular kimbap, so Joo-han drank some ramen broth.

“But it’s okay.”

Slurp.

“Because we can just debut together?”

‘Is this the confidence of someone who’s permanently secured in the debut lineup…?’

As the dance team’s segment began, the message board started boiling over again.

 

[Wow, Go Jae-seong, seriously]

> Isn’t he a bodhisattva? And how badly must he have wanted the stage for him to memorize and prepare all the other team members’ parts too?ㅠ

↳ God, Jae-seong again.

↳ That team would’ve really been screwed if it weren’t for Jae-seong, wouldn’t it?

 ↳↳ What are you talking about? Joo-han and Sang-yoon are there.

  ↳↳↳ Honestly, couldn’t those two have just divided the parts between themselves? Didn’t Go Jae-seong say he’d do everything alone just to take up the screen time?

 

As expected, the eye of a veteran fan was different. But Go Jae-seong’s fandom wasn’t going to back down quietly either.

 

↳ You bitch about him when he helps, and you bitch about him when he works his ass off.

↳ Ah, my baby is so pitifulㅠㅠ

 

[Trainee Go Jae-seong: It’s a lot of pressure…… But I still really want to make sure our team takes first place.]

 

“Jae­-seong really did work hard.”

As Han Sang-yoon spoke, Joo-han popped a piece of jelly into his mouth.

“But I still don’t understand why he said he’d do everything himself. It wasn’t even particularly difficult choreography.”

“Still, you shouldn’t say it like that.”

Joo-han shrugged.

“That hyung didn’t even finish learning everything by the morning rehearsal. I don’t like things like that. Being stubborn about doing something yourself when you could just accept help.”

‘I didn’t know about this, but wow, he even got that wrong?’

It wasn’t shown in the broadcast.

If they wanted to edit him negatively, they could have easily included it, but the story of ‘Go Jae-seong sacrificing himself for the team’ was probably more to their liking.

“He didn’t do it on purpose.”

Joo-han answered while chewing his jelly.

“Just……”

Chew.

“That’s all.”

As expected, he didn’t back down even an inch.

After the dance position’s performance ended, Go Jae-seong’s solo interview aired.

 

[Production Staff: It must have been a lot of pressure.]

[Trainee Go Jae-seong: I worked hard without regrets, and I’m just glad we finished it well. Ah, wait a moment……]

 

Go Jae-seong’s fandom became even more united.

 

↳ Don’t cry, my babyㅠㅠㅠ

↳ Isn’t anyone who criticizes Go Jae-seong a psychopath?

↳ I think ‘Save Go Jae-seong’ is absolutely right.

 

[Trainee Go Jae-seong: There were a few mistakes, and I’m okay with not coming in first, but I’m worried that I might hurt the team, sniff, so……]

 

He must have been certain that either he would take first place or his team would. And, conveniently, he also needed to build up sympathy.

Of course, Joo-han didn’t hold back this time, either.

“Turns out both of them were wrong in the end.”

“Pfft……!”

Before debut, he really had been an even more brutal ‘mouth of truth.’

‘Ah, I shouldn’t laugh.’

My lips were numb from biting them as hard as I could.