Chapter 49 : Chapter: A True Idol Appears!

Chapter: New Employee

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay.”

Hong Songah kept bowing her head, apologizing repeatedly.

‘Am I the one who should be receiving the apology?’

I scratched my cheek awkwardly.

Having fun teasing her and then getting an apology pricks my conscience.

The CEO stepped in to clear things up.

“Ahaha, Ms. Songah. It was a joke, a joke.”

“Huh?”

“She’s not a director.”

Hong Songah wore a blank expression again.

Then, she sighed with relief.

“She really was just a little kid.”

The three of them reacted strangely to Hong Songah’s response.

Even the most oblivious person would quickly realize they made a mistake seeing that reaction.

Hong Songah asked with a trembling voice.

“N-no way?”

“Well·····she is 20 years old, an adult.”

Ah, she broke again.

It seems like the teasing should stop here·····.

I glanced sideways at the manager.

The manager addressed Hong Songah.

“Ms. Songah.”

“yes?”

“You couldn’t tell even after hearing her voice? You said you were a huge fan?”

At the manager’s words, Hong Songah stared at me blankly.

Then, covering her mouth with both hands, she looked extremely surprised.

“no way, Nanmi-nim!?”

“Hello.”

I nodded and replied as if confirming it.

After my answer, her eyes started sparkling as she began looking at me with adoration.

“Wow, wow·····Nanmi-nim. I’m a real fan.”

“Uh, th-thank you.”

“A really, really big fan. I’ve been watching ever since Nanmi-nim first called out Inaring-nim.”

“Oh, that’s truly touching.”

‘I can’t believe there’s someone who’s been watching since then.’

At that time, Inaring was a small-time streamer.

In other words, she’s also a fan of Inaring.

So, as a fellow fan, how could I not feel a sense of kinship?

“Actually, I’ve been watching since Inaring-nim’s first broadcast and always wanted to work at Blue Art.”

“Your dream came true.”

“Yes!”

Hong Songah nodded with a bright smile.

‘She changes emotions very quickly.’

Just looking at her expression, it makes me wonder if she’s the same person who was out of it earlier.

Manager Jin Seyun continued.

“From now on, Ms. Hong Songah will take over my role as the manager for the 1st generation members.”

“Ah, I see.”

The CEO added.

“For now, she’ll handle the 1st generation manager duties, and then manage the upcoming 2nd generation members. It’s like getting a feel for

what a manager does. Ms. Songah, it might be busy for a while, is that okay?”

“Yes! Just give me any work!”

“Then I’ll go handle the handover. Alright, Ms. Songah, let’s go.”

“Yes!”

After Jin Seyun and Hong Songah left.

The CEO glanced at me and said.

“Think of Ms. Songah as taking my place from now on.”

“Taking your place?”

“Yes. What does a manager do? Take care of our idols. Right?”

“Come to think of it·····.”

‘Thinking about it, the CEO has been taking care of me until now, right?’

‘Taking me to Volvord, taking me to the studio, things like that.’

“Ms. Songah knows how to drive too. Well, she’ll be a big help to you, the busiest among the 1st generation members. Anyway, just know that,

and shall we go sing now?”

” CEO, aren’t we having a company dinner today? Since the new employee came.”

“Goodness·····Karin has corrupted you? Please, I wished our Nammi would only see and hear good things as she grew up·····.”

“CEO, I’m 20.”

At that, the CEO pretended to wipe away tears and lifted me up effortlessly.

“Hoo-uhng, bad Inaring, bad Karin.”

With those words, the CEO very naturally headed towards the sound room.

As if refusing any further objections.

Even this seemingly empty studio had the essentials, namely, a sound room.

Idols mean singing!

Thus, regardless of anything else, the CEO spent a lot of money to build a sound room.

So that our agency’s idols could sing comfortably.

And indeed, befitting a CEO famous for her singing, she seemed to know her way around the equipment to some extent.

From my perspective, I couldn’t tell what was what, but anyway, after finishing the preparations, the CEO said.

“Alright, go into the recording booth.”

“what song should I sing?”

“I urgently commissioned an original song, but it will probably take time. So, I’m thinking of singing a song with a similar vibe for now·····.”

“A similar vibe?”

“Yes. Your natural voice itself is good anyway. Still, just in case, is there a song you want to sing?”

“Okay. Then, not a song you want to sing, but is there a song you know?”

A song I know·····there is.

“SnowflakeX and WildXflower.”

“Wow, all high-pitched songs? You like the ballad genre, huh? But can you sing them?”

“I probably can’t sing the high parts.”

“Even I find those hard to sing. Anything else?”

Other songs I know·····.

“Lalalala.”

“Huh? That one is probably·····.”

‘Isn’t that one of the songs I covered?’

“Oh, that’s good. Let’s try singing that one for now?”

“Okay.”

Lalalala.

A song written and composed by a famous Japanese Utaite known for their heavenly voice, consisting entirely of “Lalalala” from beginning to

end.

However, it’s also a song that gained immense popularity due to the Utaite’s emotive voice and the moving narrative in its music video.

“You need to sing Lalalala with a delicate feeling. You know?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then let’s start.”

Since the lyrics only consist of “Lalala” anyway.

All I need to do is follow the melody correctly.

Thus, turning on the mixing and starting the song.

♩♪♪♩♪

“La↓♩ Lala↓♪ Lalala↓lala↑la↓♪ La↑!~ Lala↓♩”

Listening to Nammi’s song, Cho Ha’s eyes briefly widened, then a gentle smile formed on her lips.

‘Her voice covers for it.’

With her already good voice singing in falsetto, the delicate and tender voice of an angel could be heard.

The pitch····· is slightly off, probably because it’s her first time, but that can be fixed gradually.

Anyway, her voice is good.

That alone is a sufficient advantage.

Cho Ha immediately started recording.

‘Will this be helpful in creating the original song?’

Since she had asked a fellow streamer and acquaintance to produce the song itself.

Having a sample would likely lead to a better result.

After the song ended, Nammi came out of the recording booth and said.

“Uh, how was it?”

“Hmm·····as expected, since it’s your first time, you didn’t sing it very well.”

“It was my first time singing that song·····.”

Seeing Nammi’s reaction, Cho Ha couldn’t help but grin.

‘It’s been a while since I saw Nammi looking down.’

‘She gets all deflated like this in areas she’s not confident in, huh?’

Cho Ha spoke.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Your voice was really good. You’ll get better with practice.”

“really?”

“Yes. Should we practice some other songs while we’re at it?”

After about 3 hours of singing practice.

The CEO drove me home again this time.

“See you tomorrow~”

“Yes. You too, CEO, get home safely.”

The time was 6 PM.

After having dinner with the newly joined employee, Hong Songah, I clocked out.

But Nammi’s work wasn’t over yet.

After resting for about 2 hours, at 8 PM.

Nammi started her broadcast.

[(Live) Helllloooooo~] 💁‍♂️3,158
#Nanmi #BlueArt 1st Gen

“Eveeryone Mimiha~”

-Mimiha~

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[Your voice sounds so languid? It’s making me sleepy.]

“I worked a bit today. I guess I’m quite tired. But I turned on the stream because my Rimi-touches were waiting~”

-Are you really okay?

-You look really tired?

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[What did you do today?]

“Uh·····, can I say this? Hmm·····, it should be okay, right? I practiced singing with the CEO today.”

-Oh!

-It’s here! The original song!

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[Is Nanmi’s original song coming out too?]

“Yes. I think so.”

Since the fact that an original song is in production isn’t a secret anyway.

I judged it was okay to reveal and spoke.

“Hehe, the CEO complimented me a lot, saying I sing well.”

-Then is today’s stream a singing stream?

-I want to hear Nanmi sing too·····.

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[Let’s go with a singing stream!]

“Uh·····, I wasn’t originally planning to sing·····.”

-Just once!

-Go go

-Want to hear you sing!

[oo donated 100,000 won!]

[100,000 won per song]

“Oh my·····.”

‘These people are really making me feel shy, urging me to sing even though I wasn’t planning to. I guess I have no choice.’

“Since you all want to hear me sing so much, I guess I have no choice.”

-Is she gonna?

-Going?

-Is she going?

“The only choice is to mute the people urging me.”

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[It’s a joke, right?]

“Let’s see.”

On the screen, Nanmi’s mouse cursor slowly moved towards the chat window.

At that, Nanmi’s chat exploded.

-Kyaaaaah! Save me!!

-Everyone ruuun~!

“Ahem, please be quiet. Well, it’s a joke, I wouldn’t actually mute you for something like this.”

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[It is a joke, right?]

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[I believed in you! Nanmi!]

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[Then are you really going to sing this time?]

At that, Nanmi shook her head side to side.

“Honestly, I’d like to, but my room isn’t soundproof. It’s nighttime, and my family is here too, so I don’t think I can sing.”

-Ah, can’t help that

-Noise issues are understandable

[oo donated 1,000 won!]

[So you’ve been streaming from a room without a soundproof booth all this time?]

“Yes. Hmm·····, I guess I should buy a soundproof booth later.”

‘Even if not for singing, my voice often leaks outside the room.’

‘They haven’t said anything for now, but could my father and mother be feeling uncomfortable?’

“Anyway, let’s just have a simple chat for today’s stream.”

-Sad sad so sad

-Aren’t you going to play Time Click either?

-I’m sad·····

It was then.

[Sona donated 1,000 won!]
[Then please play a game with me.]

“·····Huh? Who are you?”

 Seriously who are you?

 Just popped up out of nowhere asking to play a game

-You really are who? 

-Seriously who is this

“I don’t know who you are, but even though I look like this, I’m an idol. Since I’m everyone’s idol, I can’t give special treatment to just one

fan. I’m sorry.”

-Nanmi was an idol?

-Come to think of it, she was an idol, huh?

-Didn’t know

[Sona donated 1,000 won!]

[Then when would be a good time?]

“Uh, um?”

-Too persistent?

-Nanmi, just ban them

-Obsession is scary

From here, something·····, something felt strange.

‘Why does this situation feel so familiar?’

Nanmi’s gaze shifted to the nickname of the donator.

Name: Sona.

Honestly, it’s a common nickname you could see anywhere·····.

Huh? Wait?

‘No way·····.’

Nanmi immediately asked in Japanese.

“Moshikashite Asada Sona-san?” (Could it be Asada Sona?)

-Why is Sona coming up here?

And as if in reply, a donation message popped up.

[Sona donated 1,000 won!]

[Yes, Nanmi-nim. It’s me.]

At that, Nanmi’s eyes and mouth widened

Nanmi shouted in apparent panic.

“Ah, ahhh really! She’s a real idol!”