The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol

“Are you still even a person?”

 

I was indifferent.
Even in front of an idol who was shedding tears.

 

“Why?”

 

“If you had a conscience, you wouldn’t have edited me that way!”

 

I listened to him screaming in spite.
This guy, who went into a competition program that gathered trainees who have not made their debut as idols despite their long time training, ranked fourth, which wasn’t bad.

 

Above all, those were the results that I made.

 

To be exact, they were results I made through editing.

 

An editing prodigy with the talent of a devil, the young 33-year-old genius PD.
That was the modifier that followed Seo Hoyoon.

 

I really liked it a lot.

 

Because money followed.

 

“You got 4th place.”

 

“What do I do with that? Everything that mattered to me is already gone.
The public curses at me and calls me crazy.
I lost contact with friends I’ve practiced with for ten years.
They said that if they see me on the streets, they’ll throw eggs at me.”

 

“You’re going to live for a long time.”

 

“What?!”

 

“If you get cursed at, you will live a long life.”

 

I took out my cigarette and put it in my mouth.
When I pressed the lighter with a flick of a hand, it lit up and the end of the cigarette caught fire.
After taking a deep inhale, I saw the dumbfounded expression of the idol as I blew smoke.

 

“You’re not good at singing, you know?”

 

“I beg your pardon?“

 

“In the beginning, you said you wanted to be popular no matter what you did.
I liked that answer because it was overflowing with passion, so I edited it and uploaded it.
‘He’s rude, but he’s a dance genius.’ ‘He’s annoying, but he’s a celebrity who keeps getting caught in my eyes.’ They called you my nephew because you were always on TV.
You don’t even resemble me.”

 

After reciting the words that were on the Internet word-by-word, his face turned into a mixture of red and green.

 

“You said you wanted to be popular, so I helped you with that.”

 

That was obvious.
If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t be in fourth place.
I spoke very objectively, but his jaw still shook in anger.

 

“Did I want that?”

 

“At the start, didn’t you say that was all you needed?”

 

“…”

 

“If you’re having a hard time, look at your bank account balance.
Then you’ll be a little happier.”

 

Sometimes when the director poured alcohol and yelled at my face and the world seemed meaningless, I also looked at my bank account balance.
And patted my chest.

 

Yes, nothing else mattered in this world.
Money was everything.

 

He clenched his teeth and shook his head.
I glanced at my cell phone.
It was time to go.

 

“If that’s all you have to say, I’m going.
I’m busy.”

 

“…Producer.”

 

As soon as I turned around and took a step, he called me.
Then, as if possessed by a ghost, he turned his eyes away and cursed me.

 

“I wish for your downfall.
The day will surely come when you will regret everything you’ve done.
One day, our roles will be reversed and you will understand me.
There will be no use crying and begging then.”

 

“Gosh, I’m so scared.”

 

I chuckled.
I didn’t expect to have this kind of fun since I was having a bad day. 

 

I left behind his cursing and hurried on.
I had to go back to the production office and edit again.

 

So, I disregarded what he said as an amusing incident.

 

But then the system window appeared.

 

***

 

Ring!

 

Ring!

 

Trring!

 

[Notoriety Points +100]

 

[Notoriety Points +350]

 

[Notoriety Points +500]

 

[The notoriety points have piled up.
You have met the conditions for starting the game.]

 

[Loading…]

 

“Ah, what?”

 

The loud ringing made me feel annoyed.
It wasn’t good to dream too much.
For the past three days I’ve only been sleeping for four hours and drinking energy drinks because of editing. 

 

Then, the moment I was about to open my eyes in irritation.

 

[Congratulations, Seo Hoyoon! You have been selected as a player in Nugu Idol Tycoon.
Congratulations on your 10 year rejuvenation!] 

 

[Seo Hoyoon: An idol from a small company

Age: 23

Characteristics: Military training, no talent in dancing.

A genius PD who no one remembers.

(※Excluding certain people)

If you fail to clear the game, you will be unable to log out permanently.]

 

I must have been hit hard while I was sleeping.
When I woke up and opened my eyes, the system window was right in front of me.
Seeing this, I laughed and turned my head away.

 

“Let’s sleep.”

 

I put my phone away and went back into the blanket.
I guess I was working too hard on editing, which was why I was seeing strange things.

 

“What a strange dream…”

 

I must have overworked myself yesterday.
However, the system window floating on the ceiling didn’t go away.
In the dark room, the system window that was glowing softly with a blue light gave me a sense of surreality. 

 

Ring!

 

“…”

 

Ring!

 

“…What an extreme dream.”

 

I couldn’t even force myself to sleep because of the system window that kept ringing.
When I shook myself awake, the system window was clearly visible.

 

[Quest Arrival:

‘Let’s embrace reality!’

Accept reality.

You are no longer a genius PD, but a player in Nugu Idol Tycoon. 

You have become an idol.

Embrace reality 0/1

Upon success: Receive the title ‘Failing Idol’

Failure to comp