Chapter 41

Chapter 41. Saturday's Upgrade

"It actually feels like a real idol music video. I never even dreamed we'd have something like this before."

Youngchae said that after watching the music video.

An idol who had never even dreamed of having a proper idol music video.

Still, better late than never.

They were all still young.

It wasn't too late at all.

Everyone seemed moved.

Seeing the members react so strongly made all the work feel worthwhile.

Sure, I was doing this because I wanted to.

But every time something worked out, it also felt like I was giving them a present.

"I let a few people hear the song early, and they really liked it. So we've already got quite a few schedules lined up. Festivals, obviously. Music shows too. And quite a few variety shows. We're still coordinating everything."

"Variety shows? On the major networks?"

"Are there variety shows that aren't on major networks?"

When I deliberately played dumb, the members laughed happily.

As for music shows, we hadn't gotten a very good performance order.

But by industry custom, it was impossible to start near the end of the show from the very beginning.

We would release the song, do the first broadcast, and if the response was good, we'd gradually get pushed later in the lineup.

Regional festivals weren't exactly unfamiliar territory for the members either.

But the scale was completely different from anything they'd done before.

Even fairly famous idol groups would've considered some of these worthwhile schedules.

"I personally brought in the variety show. You know 〈Saturday, Saturday Is Idol〉, right? The one where you do cover dances and play games?"

"Gasp! Toto-dol? The one Iblis appeared on?"

"Yeah. Even top-tier rookie group Iblis went on it."

Iblis.

A Team 2 idol group under T.O.P Entertainment.

The members were a year or two younger than ours, but they'd already reached the top as promising rookies.

I'd even seriously supported them as a fan for a while.

If a group like Iblis appeared on Toto-dol, then it was obviously a huge opportunity.

Dae-hun proudly took credit for getting the schedule.

I felt a little bad saying this, but I'd never expected that much from him.

Especially not enough to imagine he'd land a major show like Toto-dol.

But Dae-hun was much better at networking than I'd thought.

He was the kind of planner who naturally built connections just by working diligently in the industry.

Apparently, he had especially deep ties in the variety-show field.

And somehow, he'd secured Toto-dol for us.

"I really wanted to give you a huge showcase too, but the company's still poor, so we can't go that far yet. But when the next song comes out, I'll absolutely give you a proper one. For now, we'll have to settle for this promotion."

"This isn't something to settle for! It's already amazing."

Serin shook her head.

Even just a prerecorded showcase set would've cost around twenty million won.

It was too expensive to seriously consider right now.

The members probably hadn't expected one anyway.

Still, the moment I said it was unfortunate, I genuinely started feeling disappointed.

Your perspective changes depending on where you're standing.

Back when I worked at Pantheon, showcases were simply a normal part of promotion.

They cost a lot, but the return on investment was huge.

If anything, it would've been strange not to do one when you had the chance.

If this comeback went well, we could easily earn enough to pay for a showcase next time.

That was money the members themselves had earned.

Of course, we couldn't simply stuff every cent the company made into the members' pockets.

But mindset mattered.

We couldn't say, The company has done enough for you. Everything from here is your responsibility.

Until the comeback promotions ended, I had to keep thinking about how to increase their earnings.

We needed money.

Couldn't a lump of gold fall out of the sky somewhere?

Once thoughts of money filled my head, my expectations naturally turned toward the spam messages.

Honestly, wasn't it about time they gave me some lottery numbers?


No matter how impressive 〈Saturday, Saturday Is Idol〉 was, it had one major headache.

They needed a different idol group every single week.

Even 〈Live Singing Contest〉 had been bringing in guest singers every week for decades, and eventually the same people kept appearing.

If CP Jo Gwan-seok had agonized from scratch every week over who to cast, his hair would've turned completely white years ago.

That was how desperate the production team was for guests too.

And because they were in a hurry, our first major schedule connected to the new song became 〈Idol of the Week〉.

The digital single would be released at the same time Toto-dol aired.

Apparently, we'd secured the appearance on the condition that the song would be revealed for the first time on their program.

There really were good and bad times to release music.

But if we could debut it on a major show, that was obviously a good time.

"That thing we ate last time! The thing that's delicious when you grill it!"

"Pork belly!"

The Toto-dol filming set felt almost like a festival.

Not many idols understood how precious an opportunity like this really was.

Promotion was usually the company's job.

A lot of idols probably just considered it one of the easiest shoots on their schedule.

At least Toto-dol had chairs.

But our members knew exactly how much this broadcast could affect Blue Moon's popularity.

Even though the filming atmosphere was relaxed, there was no way their energy wouldn't rise.

"That thing! The thing at amusement parks where you sit down and then it goes like this!"

"Roller coaster!"

Serin was giving the clues.

Honestly, her explanations were pretty terrible.

But somehow, the members understood her perfectly.

Youngchae, with her excellent observation skills, scored most of the answers.

"Wow. You got all twenty questions right. What do you think? Want to keep going?"

The mischievous MC looked impressed as he asked whether they wanted another challenge.

Serin immediately asked back.

"What do we get if we succeed again?"

"Well, you already succeeded in this challenge, so we'll play your entire new song at the end of the program. If you succeed in the next challenge too, we'll even let you perform the choreography right here. But if you fail, you lose both rewards and go straight home."

"That's too cruel! We don't even get paid much for appearing!"

"Four hundred billion won isn't much?"

The MC, famous for being troublesome, calmly answered Aran's complaint.

"Anyway, you're accepting the challenge, right?"

"Challenge!"

"All right. The next game is... 'Shout in Silence'!"

The MC began explaining the rules.

They had five minutes.

A word would be given to one member, who had to somehow communicate it to the next member wearing headphones.

As he explained, staff began putting headphones on the members.

"Those are the basic rules. But if we add an extra penalty, the reward should become bigger too, right?"

"Oh. What's the reward?"

"Today's prize is Korean beef. Very fresh Korean beef. You can freeze it and take it out later during your off-season."

The moment they heard Korean beef, the members immediately agreed without even asking what the penalty was.

The MC smiled.

"All right. Then your manager will be the final participant. Come on out, Blue Moon's manager!"


Four people stood in a line.

Serin first.

Then Youngchae.

Anna.

And finally Aran.

The answer would travel from Serin to Aran.

Then I would write down whatever Aran communicated to me.

Naturally, I was wearing headphones too.

Simply blocking our ears apparently wasn't enough.

Terrifying death metal was blasting through the headphones.

If I wrote an answer and raised the sketchbook, it would be compared with the original word.

We needed at least five correct answers within ten minutes.

"Every manager I know spends all day standing right beside giant amplifiers, so they're all half deaf. Isn't that right, Manager?"

The MC grinned.

He genuinely seemed to believe I was the penalty.

Of course, that was the natural assumption.

Most managers spent their careers behind cameras.

Almost none had experience standing inside a brightly lit variety-show set like this.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"Oh-ho! This manager is tougher than expected."

I hadn't spent much time in front of cameras either.

But thinking I was the same as an ordinary manager would be a serious mistake.

The Toto-dol production team should've been preparing to slaughter an entire cow today.

When I stepped onto the set, the MC spoke again.

"We normally don't invite managers in front of the camera like this, but this gentleman is far too handsome, so we had no choice. Director, turn the camera toward the writers for a moment. Look at them. Nobody's working because they're all staring at his face."

The cameraman turned toward the writers.

They covered their mouths and laughed quietly.

"Anyway, I want to leave work exactly on time today, so let's start immediately. Everyone, put your headphones on."

The moment he said that, I put mine on.

I couldn't hear whatever came afterward.

The game had probably started.

I leaned forward over the desk and covered my eyes so I couldn't see what the members were doing.

That was part of the rules.

About a minute later, Aran tapped my shoulder.

When I looked up, she tapped the desk twice.

I wrote desk on the sketchbook and held it up.

Apparently, I'd somehow gotten the first question right in the most ridiculous way possible.

But when it came to questions from our members, this game was too easy.

The second answer was jokbal.

The third was computer.

I figured out jokbal from Aran's gestures.

For computer, I read the shape of her mouth as she desperately shouted.

The MC's eyes grew wider every time I guessed an answer within a second of seeing Aran's actions.

Then, while waiting for the fourth question, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

I'd been thrown into the game so suddenly that I hadn't gotten a chance to check it beforehand.

I couldn't hear the vibration through the headphones.

But maybe the microphone picked it up.

I quickly took the headphones off and checked the message.

The MC immediately shouted.

"I knew you were getting these answers too easily! Aren't you cheating?"

"No, no. I'm their manager. I still have to stay available for calls."

I quickly read the entire message.

Spam.

There was one difference.

No introductory message saying Web Message or asking whether I wanted to see the future.

It jumped straight to the point.

[Upgrade to receive larger-capacity files.]

[Upgrade Condition:]

[Within ten minutes, hear someone say the word "upgrade."]

[If successful, you will receive information about the upgrade.]

Come to think of it, the title of the previous future photo had been 9/10.

I'd quietly been worried that there might only be one message left.

I'd been afraid they'd send one final picture, say That's ten, and disappear forever.

So the fact that there was an upgrade was good news.

Still, couldn't they have sent the tenth picture first?

That meant I'd only received nine proper messages.

Either way, this was clearly an opportunity.

I had to succeed in the upgrade and keep receiving more messages.

I could still turn Blue Moon into top stars without them.

But who knew how much longer it would take?

Wouldn't it be better for them to rise quickly and remain loved for a long time?

Blue Moon had already endured so much.

There was no reason to take things slowly anymore.

Upgrade.

I had to hear someone say the word upgrade within ten minutes.

It sounded easy and difficult at the same time.

No, it was difficult.

Considering the game was still going on, didn't I only have a few minutes left?

Just in case, I quietly muttered,

"Upgrade."

No success message arrived.

Apparently, tricks wouldn't work.

"Ah, sorry. We can continue now. I put my phone on silent."

"Hmph! The mood is totally ruined. We're going to cut here for commercials and restart."

The MC pretended to be upset.

Basically, he was saying we'd take a short break.

Perfect.

That gave me time to try something.


"Wow. Manager, you're seriously handsome. I didn't realize you were a manager."

"Hahaha. You're flattering me..."

"We're not making things too difficult for you, are we?"

The MC and Do Jun-hyeok chatted.

Even though the MC was famous for his sharp tongue, he became extremely polite the moment the cameras stopped.

The one who'd called for the break was actually the PD.

They needed to reorganize the clue words.

"Not difficult at all. Our girls don't have much experience on major networks, so I'm more worried that the MC is the one having a hard time."

Do Jun-hyeok spoke with exaggerated humility.

The MC shook his head immediately.

"Not at all. With rookies, the audio usually gets so empty that I nearly destroy my throat filling the silence. Today has been incredibly easy. Aran is really energetic, and the other members are surprisingly dense with their talking too."

"Really?"

"Yes. They're all pretty, and they're funny too. I think this episode is going to do really well. Fighting!"

He was comparing them to rookies, but Blue Moon really did have excellent chemistry.

The MC himself seemed to be having fun too.

For someone who met a new idol group every week to say that, it meant they objectively had good variety-show instincts.

After the MC left the set to rest, Do Jun-hyeok quietly moved toward the PD.

"If they keep getting everything right this easily, the footage won't be entertaining. This is already a new record."

"But we can't suddenly make the clues ridiculously difficult either."

The PD and writer were discussing the next words.

Depending on whether Blue Moon got the beef and how much of the new song they could promote, the fandom could turn into angels or demons.

Most variety shows tried to restrain song promotion evenly for fairness.

But Blue Moon had specifically appeared for promotional purposes.

The PD's job was to appear fair while still distributing opportunities evenly.

"You're really working hard."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Do Jun-hyeok walked over.

The writer quickly covered the clue words.

"Ah, you were writing the next clues. Sorry."

"No, it's fine. By the way, your skin tone wasn't adjusted for broadcast, so you're probably going to look a little like Buddha on screen. That's okay, right?"

"Of course. I'm not an idol."

Do Jun-hyeok glanced at the writer pretending not to notice him.

"The members' teamwork is so good that you're increasing the difficulty, aren't you?"

"Not exactly..."

"What's that called in English again? When you raise the level... like, make it go up..."

Why was he suddenly saying something so pointless?

Did he feel guilty because his phone had interrupted the shoot?

That hadn't even been his fault.

"What? Maybe... level up?"

"No. The thing people say about computers."

"...Spec up?"

For some reason, Do Jun-hyeok sighed.

The PD stared at him strangely.

Anyway, they couldn't let a quiz participant see the upcoming clue.

They didn't have time either.

After sending Do Jun-hyeok away, the PD resumed the discussion with the writer.

"We can't use anything too ridiculous, right? Like 'For Whom the Bell Tolls'?"

"Please say something remotely reasonable."

As the five-minute break neared its end, Universe's Director Kwon slowly walked over from where he'd been standing with his arms crossed, talking to the directors.

"Want me to recommend a clue?"

"What? Ah, sure."

Director Kwon took the marker from the writer and wrote one word.

The PD knew him fairly well.

He might be biased when it came to protecting his own people, but at least he understood what made good television.

Surely he knew that rigging things with the guests wouldn't produce good footage.

The writer looked at the word and nodded.

"This isn't too common, but it isn't too difficult either. Looks good."

The word Director Kwon had written was:

Upgrade.

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