Become an Idol or Become Deceased! [fan translation] P.2

Chapter 265

TL by Miru

As expected, the encore proceeded without incident.

[See ya!!]

Cha Eugene, as if he never shouted earlier, dashed across the stage, engaging with the camera and the audience until the moment he stepped offstage, maintaining that high tension.

'Good.'

I tried to calm my mind, still buzzing from the concert's lingering sensations.

I planned to talk with Cha Eugene first, then, using that as a basis, discuss things with the production crew and the company. I understood their need for compelling footage, but they needed to tone it down.

However, before I had the chance, the camera-toting crew followed us as we descended from the stage.

'These guys really don't know when to quit.'

I had a strong feeling that showing anger would only please them, breaking the boundary between our real lives and the documentary.

"..."

Cha Eugene glanced at the documentary crew but said nothing, simply accepting a bottle of water and drank it.

'He seems calm.'

Perhaps performing got him to loosen up a bit. I wiped my neck with a towel, trying to organize my thoughts.

That's when it happened.

The production team quickly approached me, the camera closely following.

"Eugene-ssi seems to be very quick to regain his composure... Could it be because the previous accident-"

"Please, stop it."

"...!"

Cha Eugene suddenly intervened, pressing his hand against the camera.

It was an unexpected action.

"Huh?!"

"I told you. Why won't you listen when I tell you to stop?"

"Wait a minute."

Why is this punk suddenly acting like this now?

'This makes it look like we're the ones crossing the line first.'

The members, catching their breath, were startled by his sudden action and rushed over.

However, Cha Eugene didn't take his hand off the camera, staring at the crew for quite some time.

"Eugene-ah, let go of the camera."

"What are you doing right now!"

"Just a moment, please. We're sorry, director, but we need to talk among ourselves for a bit. Please give us a moment."

Keun Sejin managed to gently disengage the crew and ushered us to the dressing room.

Thump.

"Let's sit down."

"..."

Cha Eugene sat on the sofa, silent. Ryu Chungwoo began to speak.

"Eugene-ah, I understand the crew can make you uncomfortable, but... you can't just react physically. You need to talk it out."

"They didn't listen to me."

"Hold on, hyung. Cha Eugene, listen."

Keun Sejin interjected.