[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 240

[⚔️This is it!]

[⚔️The Room Master is the best!]

“Do you guys like this kind of stuff?”

[⚔️Yeah, I love it lololol]

[⚔️For real lol]

Even if I just threw something on, the viewers still liked it, but when I actually put effort into dressing up, their reactions felt even more intense.

I’m glad everyone likes it.

“Don’t you think Eonni’s clothes are pretty? Must-watch content.”

[⚔️How are we supposed to wear that tho;;]

[⚔️LMAOOOOO]

“Any other outfits you want to see?”

Ignoring the viewers’ nonsense, I asked, and another sponsorship message flew in.

[Ding!]

[Ariel Land sponsored 10,000 won]

[Twin tails!]

[⚔️That kid’s kinda likable today, so upvote lol]

[⚔️It’s fine]

[⚔️It’s fine]

“Twin tails? That’s not an outfit though.”

[Ding!]

[Ariel Land sponsored 10,000 won]

[Please, twin tails!]

[⚔️LOL the ‘please’ is killing me]

[⚔️LMAO at this point, you should just do it]

At best, all I’ve ever done is tie my hair with the hair tie Baekseol’s dad gave me.

I gathered my hair with both hands, and it kinda looked like it was working.

“Like this?”

[⚔️YES!!!!]

[⚔️Yes!]

“Alright, wait. I’ll go change and come back.”

As I got up from the chair to head out, a fluffy ball flew into my arms.

“Are you up?”

“Yeah!”

[⚔️Baekha]

[⚔️It’s Baekseol]

Baekseol climbed onto my shoulder and nuzzled my cheek.

Seems like she’s in a good mood.

“Cape!”

“You’re gonna wear a cape as soon as you wake up?”

“Yeah!”

Seems like she heard me say I was changing clothes.

“Got it. Let’s go.”

“Excited!”

Baekseol and I went to the wardrobe, and the outfits Eonni coordinated for us were hanging neatly on the hangers.

“Here, Baekseol’s cape.”

After roughly putting on the clothes, I took out the cape and opened it for her. She stuck her face right in.

“Nice!”

“It suits you well.”

“Excited!”

Carrying Baekseol, I returned to the room, and the viewers were already chatting among themselves.

[Ding!]

[Absentee Cover sponsored 5,000 won]

[Hontum sec]

[⚔️LMAOOOOO]

[⚔️You should leave lol]

“Guys, I’m back.”

[⚔️(･`◡´･)ゝ]

“Does it look good?”

[⚔️Kyaa]

[⚔️So cute lol]

[⚔️Super pretty lol]

“Baekseol’s wearing a cape too.”

Baekseol slid down to the computer desk, plopped her butt on the floor, and sat in front of the cam.

It wags its front paw towards you.

[⚔️LOL Baekseol is so cute]

[⚔️I’m the only one without Baekseol]

[⚔️Baekseol really loves that cape LOL]

Thud thud.

While playing with the viewers, the sound of knocking on the rooftop iron door is heard.

“Hold on, someone’s here.”

[⚔️The room master is busy LOL]

Going out to the rooftop iron door with Baekseol, people can be seen through the iron bars.

“Who are you?”

“Uh… Hello! I came after hearing about you!”

After a brief pause, the man greets with a bright voice.

Creak─

Opening the old iron door, four men are seen standing awkwardly.

Their eyes widen as they meet mine.

“Wow…”

“If you’re a merchant, leave the items. I’ll buy a few.”

“No, we’re not here for that. We came after hearing about the representative producer!”

The man, who had been hesitating, speaks up with force.

It clearly looks intentional.

“Representative producer? Are you talking about Uncle Woo-hyuk?”

“Ah, yes! That’s right.”

No wonder they all look good. They must be the idols Uncle mentioned for their debut.

I don’t know how long it’s been, but they’re already here.

Even though I never told them to come, they must have already left when we were on the phone.

“Come in for now.”

“Thank you!”

They all seem like they’ve taken a class on speaking forcefully.

Every time they emphasize their words, it feels like my ears are ringing.

“Wow, a rooftop room.”

“Look, there’s even a grill.”

The murmurs of the four following behind can be heard.

I still can’t understand why a company with such high support skills is doing this to me.

It seems too big to be a joke.

Ring ring─

Click.

– Oh, you arrived…

“Uncle!!”

– Ugh!

As I shout loudly, a groaning sound comes from the other side of the phone.

– Oh my, my ears. You broke my phone speaker, kid. Ga-eul, you really have no talent for singing.

“Why did you send them without saying anything!!”

– Haha… Just take care of them.

Even if he’s my uncle, he can’t just handle idols however he wants.

The higher the position, the more people’s gazes follow deeply and persistently.

Still, doing it this way must be a decision made after some consideration.

I don’t understand it, nor do I want to.

“Hey, what if you suddenly send idols like that! You know what kind of kids they are!”

– I know. That’s why I sent them.

─Tsk, tsk.

“Phew─”

As stress piles up, I habitually light a cigarette, and laughter comes from the other side of the phone.

– Ga-eul, even if you don’t help, they’ll debut anyway. So don’t stress too much, just show your face once.

“Think about it, I’ll give you a chance.”

“That’s right.”

“A talent agency isn’t a playground for kids.”

“Even if I know nothing about them, I do know that no one here is slacking off.”

“They must have thrown themselves into systematic training programs, grinding their bones to dust.”

“Some of them might be crying right now, while others have finally managed to smile after relentless effort.”

“‘I don’t know much about idols. So, I’ll do things my way, is that okay?'”

“- Haha, of course. That’s why I sent you. Do as you please. I’ll listen to you.”

“‘Alright. Don’t regret it.'”

“- Yeah, thanks. I’ll treat you to something delicious later.”

“‘Okay. I’ll hang up now.'”

*Click.*

“‘Phew—'”

After hanging up, I felt the belated gazes of others.

I must have shouted loudly because I was so frustrated with my uncle’s stubbornness.

Because of me, they must be on edge.

“‘Sorry. I got heated because of my uncle.'”

“‘Uh… Haha…'”

*Knock knock!*

Meanwhile, someone knocked on the iron door again.

*Creak—*

“‘Yes.'”

“‘Oh, young lady! No matter how empty the downstairs is…'”

“‘Hello. I guess it’s past the rent due date.'”

“‘No, the rent is set up for automatic payment. It’s just that people keep coming here…'”

I pulled out a wad of cash from my wallet, and the kind-looking landlord stopped talking.

This place was already super cheap to begin with.

He had rented it out cheaply to help young students, remembering his own struggles as a student.

“‘This is so nice.'”

“‘Right?'”

“‘Yeah. It’s good to have some liveliness. Take care, young lady.'”

“‘Be careful on your way in!'”

The four people standing there, blinking blankly, looked dazed.

“‘Money can solve anything. Golden rule. Got it?'”

“‘Uh… Yeah.'”

“‘If something’s not working out, think about whether it’s because of a lack of money.'”

I put out the cigarette I was smoking and opened the door, and the four of them rushed in.

“‘I talked to my uncle, and it seems he wants you all to get used to the public eye before debuting.'”

“‘He said just follow what you’re told, the head producer will guide you.'”

“‘I’m not a celebrity or anything, so I’m not sure what I can teach you. But I’ll do my best.'”

“‘Thank you!'”

As I entered the room with the four of them, they lined up in the back, standing in perfect posture.

You could tell from their stance that they were extremely nervous.

“‘I’m currently doing an internet broadcast, so viewers are watching.'”

“‘Yes, we heard!'”

The agency doesn’t just teach dance and singing; they even correct behavior.

I guess the forceful way of speaking might have stemmed from that too.

Something feels off, but we can fix it gradually.

“‘As I mentioned earlier, the first step is to get used to the public eye…'”

“It might be good to get used to it.”

“Yes!”

“Even though I’m not an idol, what I’ve felt while broadcasting is that viewers can be endlessly cold. If they find it boring, they can just leave with a single gesture.”

“Ah, I see…”

“But don’t worry too much. They’re all kind friends, so they’ll watch over you warmly. Why not greet them as if they’re your fans?”

As soon as I finished speaking, the four of them quickly took their positions and bowed their heads.

“Hello! We are Serenade, sending you love!!”

Their greeting was as sharp as a knife.

Not a single one missed a beat, perfectly in sync.

“I hope you can communicate with the fans first and get used to their reactions.”

“Ah, yes!”

“Now, come closer and see how the fans react.”

The four of them, having finished their greeting, slowly approached the monitor.

They all looked stiff, filled with worry.

“Don’t worry too much. It’s morning, so there aren’t many viewers.”

“Yes!”

They’re such kind friends, so there’s no need to be so nervous. It just seems like they’re wasting their energy for no reason.

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️Are you not moving your face? Do you want to die?]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

[⚔️What the hell]

[⚔️(°꒫°ꐦ)]

“See, no need to worry, right?”

“……”

“Our kids are a bit raw, but they’re just excited to see you.”

For readability, the chat window is periodically locked for a certain time.

Even so, it seems to be moving too fast, and the four of them don’t look too good.

[Viewers: 47,121]

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[Brave Rabbit Baekseol (White Snow)]

Rice cake mode

: Mainly used when eating

Characteristic: Brave

Future aspiration: Ball

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