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    “… … .”

    I stared blankly for a moment at the status window asking if I wanted to make Yu Seol my servant… .

    ‘… Yes.’

    I shouted yes in my heart.

    Doesn’t being a member of the family mean that Yoo Seol-do, like Seo Yu-jin, is definitely on my side?

    It would be very reassuring to have someone as capable as Yu Seol on my side.

    There was no reason for me not to try this.

    [You selected Yes!]

    [From now on, I will make Yu Seol my family member!]

    [Capturing… .]

    As I mentally said yes, the hourglass that suddenly appeared on one side of the status window started spinning.

    And soon… .

    Faaat.

    [You unfortunately failed to make Yu Seol your servant!]

    The status window notified me of a failure.

    ‘… As expected, it is as expected.’

    To be honest, I didn’t have high expectations.

    Before this stage, my relationship with Yu Seol was at its worst.

    Even though the gap was reduced through this performance, it was not to the point where Yoo Seol became part of my family.

    ‘Let’s look for the next opportunity.’

    While thinking that, I patted Yu Seol in my arms.

    “… … Thank you.”

    What on earth did I see in the Heavenly Demon Fantasy? , Or is it that the emotions felt on this stage are that special to Yu Seol?

    Yoo Seol kept crying and saying thank you to me.

    “Don’t cry-!! Don’t cry-!!!”

    “Ha Ye-rin-!!!!”

    “Yu Seol-!!!!!”

    I hugged Yoo Seol further into my arms, receiving the audience’s enthusiastic support and the stage lights.

    ‘you… , I told you not to pity me.’

    ‘… We are all competitors. Even if you and I have the right to debut, there is only one winner.’

    ‘… i hate you Just looking at it gives me shivers and annoys me to death.’

    ‘So you hate me too. ‘You should hate me too.’

    To hug each other at such a close distance with that cold Yoo Seol… , In fact, this alone was a huge step forward.

    ‘So let’s be satisfied with this today.’

    Therefore, I decided not to regret not being able to make Yu Seol part of my family.

    Because the opportunity will come again someday… , I was satisfied with this today.

    **

    “Now then, we will announce the results of the 1-on-1 match between contestant Ha Ye-rin and Yoo Seol! ”

    This 4th contest’s 1-on-1 match was conducted through on-site voting, and the results were announced at the end of each stage.

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    Yu Seol and I were nervous and waited for the results.

    This stage… , because it was so intense that it was impossible to be even remotely sure who had the upper hand.

    The stage, which was initially heated, opened with Yoo Seol entering a state of awakening.

    Next, I brought the flow with the Heavenly Demon Moon Yeongbo (天魔月影步), and then Yoo Seol overtook it again, and it was a series of ups and downs.

    A stage where it won’t be surprising who wins.

    And the results soon appeared on the electronic display board.

    Faaat.

    “Waaa-!!!”

    “Kyaaa-!!”

    “Aaaa-!!”

    People scream when they see the numbers on the electronic display board.

    Someone shouts of joy. Some people sigh with regret.

    After lowering my head for a moment, I couldn’t hold back any longer and raised my head.

    result… .

    [Yoo Seol 251 votes vs Ha Ye-rin 250 votes.]

    … It was a loss by one vote.

    “… … .”

    Was it because my expression was so serious the moment I saw the results?

    “It’s okay-!! It’s okay-!!”

    “Good job!! Haye-rin!!”

    “Marry me!!”

    My fans in the audience immediately cheered me on.

    ‘It’s okay… .’

    Of course, it would be a lie to say that the pain of defeat is not painful.

    It’s my first loss since appearing on Naaa… , the disappointment was doubled because it was only 1 vote away.

    but… .

    Considering the gap between me and Yu Seol before going on stage, I could see this as an incredible result.

    Yoo Seol chased the stage where he could have suffered a crushing defeat.

    ‘Of course it’s thanks to the Heavenly Demon Moonlight Treasure… .’

    But what… , I was satisfied.

    At this, I hurriedly covered my face, grinned, and waved to my fans in the audience.

    Hwihwi.

    “… … !”

    “Waaa-!!”

    “Ha Ye-rin-!! Haye-rin-!!”

    “Ha Yerin I love you!”

    With just my small smile and greeting, my fans immediately responded and welcomed me warmly.

    Even though you have no connection with me, you come all the way from far away to support me.

    Even if it’s just based on a fragment of me… , I was so grateful to them.

    “Thank you, really.”

    “Waaa-!”

    I left the backstage, waving to the fans until the end.

    And the moment I completely got off the stage… .

    Stumbling.

    “… … Tsk.”

    Immediately, my legs lost strength and my body began to fall forward.

    Throbbing.

    When I relaxed my ankle, which I thought was fine, the pain appeared again.

    Add to that the extreme physical exhaustion caused by the Heavenly Demon Moon Spiritual Treasure, and I was unable to control my body as I will.

    ‘I fell… .’

    The moment I prepared for the coming shock… !

    chin.

    “… Be careful.”

    “… Ah.”

    Yu Seol caught this.

    I looked blankly at Yu Seol, who was holding me, for a moment, then tried to straighten my forward body again.

    however… .

    Throbbing.

    “… Ugh.”

    I couldn’t do that because of the instantaneous pain in my ankle.

    Then Yu Seol saw that and sighed for a moment… .

    Sigh.

    He dug into my armpit and supported me.

    “… Let’s go like this.”

    “… … .”

    “If you just go, your ankle won’t continue to hurt.”

    Since she was right, I silently moved to the waiting room with her support.

    There was an unbridgeable height difference between me and Yu Seol, so Yu Seol whined while supporting me.

    I said to her while looking at the top of Yu Seol’s head that was working so hard.

    “Next time, I will win.”

    “… … .”

    Even though I still accept today’s results… , I can’t help but feel regretful.

    When I said this with all my heart in mind, Yu Seol smiled and answered.

    “… Okay, now you have one chance left, so do it well.”

    “Once?”

    “… … .”

    As Yu Seol tilted his head at her answer, he paused for a moment and then spoke.

    “… … After the finals, we will now be on the same team.”

    “… … .”

    “… Same teams can’t fight against each other. So the next final is your last chance.”

    … … .

    Same team.

    They said it was a team.

    For a moment, I remembered a past conversation I had with Yu Seol.

    ‘If my sister and I had the right to debut, we would end up on the same team… , can’t we have some sympathy among members of the same team?’

    ‘team? under! ‘The team is going to break up after only a year of activity?’

    At that time, Yoo Seol denied and despised the word team… , First, he brought out the word team.

    Is that why?

    The word ‘team’ that Yoo Seol said touched my heart… , made me feel the distance between her and me had narrowed.

    In response, I placed my chin on the top of Yu Seol’s head and smiled a little slyly.

    “Sister? Last time you said it was a team that broke up after only a year of activity, but today you say something different?”

    “… … .”

    Normally, Yu Seol would have reacted as coldly as an iron wall, but this time she kept her mouth shut as if embarrassed.

    Seizing the opportunity, I thought it was time to scold the defenseless Yoo Seol.

    “Why? Are you shedding tears of repentance and reflecting on all your past mistakes?”

    “… Noisy.”

    “Do you know how sad your sister cried earlier? I was so nervous watching it… .”

    “This… .”

    “Hehe.”

    I rubbed Yu Seol’s cheek while her hands were tied to support me.

    Her cheeks, which were red as if embarrassed, were warm and soft.

    “… Won’t you let go?”

    “Why are you being so stiff? We are a ‘team’ now.”

    “… We’re still in the finals so we’re not a team yet.”

    “You’re so cute when you say that with a blush on your face, sister.”

    “… Profit.”

    So, I returned to the waiting room with a somewhat mischievous but friendly conversation with Yu Seol… , my Naaah 4th contest, which had many difficulties, ended like that.

    Naaah, which had been long and long, was now coming to an end.

    final.

    After just one contest with a somewhat solemn name… ,

    Even if I got better now, it was over.

    **

    “Well~ Thank you all for your hard work in this 4th contest! Haha, there’s only one shot left, too bad.”

    “… … .”

    After the 4th competition, as always, PD Shin said goodbye to the contestants before disbanding.

    It was always the same content, like copy and pasting, but today there was something added.

    “I have one thing to announce. There will be no filming next week.”

    “… … ?!”

    At PD Shin’s words, everyone raised their heads with question marks in their heads.

    ‘There’s no filming next week? Why all of a sudden?’

    As everyone looked at them with questioning expressions, PD Shin said with a smile.

    “Ahaha, actually, there is no special reason. … This is a secret, but viewers’ attention will be focused on it. We are planning to extend the period of time in the spotlight and cancel the show to make viewers mourn.”

    “… … ”

    For a moment, I thought I had heard wrong.

    “Probably next week, there will be news that Naaah will be canceled for a week due to various reasons. Please keep it confidential. You can think of it as a week of vacation.”

    “… … .”

    “Then see you next week, thank you for your hard work this week.”

    The broadcast was canceled to burn viewers’ sorrow… .

    This is truly a new PD-like idea.

    ‘That person doesn’t change even after going through such a big thing.’

    Normally, people don’t change much, but Shin PD seemed to be that way to extreme.

    I clicked my tongue, packed my bags, and walked away.

    Perhaps because of my ankle injury, this 4th competition was even more tiring, so I desperately wanted to quickly go back and rest.

    But then.

    Sigh.

    “… … !”

    As soon as someone holds my hand roughly, I feel unpleasant… .

    ‘I’ll stop the bleeding myself. … … by hand.’

    A creepy memory came back to me and I reflexively shook it off.

    And then I looked back… .

    “Ah, hehe. Miss Yerin. I didn’t mean to surprise you!”

    Producer Shin was smiling at me, pretending to have a friendly smile.

    It’s cheap.

    I asked him there, feeling both ominous and puzzled.

    “Suddenly what… .”

    “That’s it. I have something very important to say to Miss Yerin. … Would you like us to change seats for a moment?”

    In answering my question, PD Shin pointed to… .

    Sigh.

    … It was a fairly gloomy back of the set.

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