♪ • Trashy PD Surviving As An Idol ★°•

Chapter 66

– “Thank you for the 1st place! Ah… It’s not really something to be thankful for since I earned it myself, right? No, I still want to thank the Noeul members.”

“Idols, huh, idols.”

“Pros~.”

As Kim Seonghyeon’s first-place interview played on the screen, Black Call’s vocalist returned with a laugh.

“Wow~, kids these days have such stamina~.”

“Jeongwoo-hyung, you’re getting old.”

“Whose fault is it that I aged so quickly….”

Joo Woosung, who had been stretching his legs, laughed sheepishly.

Black Call had a particularly gentle atmosphere. From the start, they didn’t seem too eager for first place. It was the kind of composure that came with having high recognition even without trying to appear on camera for an extra second, like other groups.

“What’s next? Rhythmic gymnastics?”

“Yep, and then archery after that.”

Since none of our members participated in rhythmic gymnastics, we quickly got up during the setup time, went to the waiting room, and got a box directly from our manager.

It was a counterattack lunchbox we had been preparing since yesterday.

“Our fans probably haven’t eaten either….”

“Exactly.”

Members usually have their meals prepared by their agency, but our members insisted on using their own money to prepare a modest lunchbox, just like how they treat themselves. As we approached Noeul with the boxes, the fans screamed. We smiled and laid down the boxes and greeted them.

“You must be hungry. It’s already 9 o’clock.”

“Ya!! You guys must be hungrier!”

“We just grabbed something quick to eat.”

Seong Jiwon carefully opened the boxes and cautiously handed out the lunchboxes one by one. Although the breakfast was relatively light sandwiches, they were all handmade, so they looked thoughtful.

“I hope it’s delicious….”

The Noeul members almost cursed in awe as they received the lunchboxes. Each lunchbox had a handwritten note from the members.

“You guys probably don’t have enough time to practice….”

“I’m sorry it’s not much. We should give you something better.”

“I tried it earlier, and it was delicious!”

“Did you eat it?!”

Seong Jiwon covered Jeong Dajun’s mouth and bowed his head. Thanks to him, laughter erupted among the Noeul members.

We chatted for quite a long time, and then one of the fans’ voices caught my ear.

“You don’t have to get first place today. Just don’t get hurt!”

“Of course!”

Jeong Dajun smiled brightly and nodded.

As the rhythmic gymnastics event was about to begin, we quickly returned to our seats.

An idol group of a similar age to us was performing rhythmic gymnastics, showcasing their ribbon skills. Their dazzling costumes and tension that could be felt all the way to their toes made it obvious that they were grinding their teeth during the performance.