Top Idol, Anyway (PART 1)

Chapter 73

It's a room, at best.

So far, five people have slept together in one room, and now they are split into two or three to use a room, but they risked their lives to arrange a room.

The games were decided by Jae-Won, and everyone took part in the game with great determination.

In the end, the game was decided by the cart racer game of the cart racer.

"Oops. It's working."

Loa jumped up and down in place and shouted hurrah. Then Jaewon smiled triumphantly and stepped forward.

"Aww. It's a room with two beds for me and Roa hyung."

But Loa shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but not like that."

Roa, who pushed away Jaewon, stood close to Siwoo and looked at me.

"I will share a three-bed room with Lee Chan-nim and Siu-hyung."

It was a very natural result.

The youngest did not cry at night anymore since he made up with his mother. But he still burrowed into my bed, and sometimes into Loa's.

Moreover, how badly he talked in his sleep, until Roa answered, he often wake me and Siu up when he called us by name.

If I had won first place, I would have made the same choice.

"Ah, hyung."

Jae-won stomped his feet and tried to fight, but it didn't work.

"Good work."

It was because Roa, who smiled brightly and raised his hand, took Siu to the room. Siwoo looked back with a troubled face.

"But........Weren't we on N Live?"

"Right?"

Ha, right?

Somehow, they're acting like they usually did, but they seemed to have forgotten that we're on air.

Well, actually, even if there was a perception that it was on air, the members' behavior wouldn't have changed much. Jaewon's whining at the filaments would have gotten a little worse.

Sure enough, as soon as they realized that it was being broadcast, the youngest cried into the camera.

"Huhuh, Filament folks. These people want to pair me up with Hanjunie-hyung. Hanjunie-hyung, his snoring is louder than thunder."

Roa scolded Jae-Won, who continued to speak tearfully.

"It's no use whining. You lost the game you suggested. Even the Filaments know."

Then Jaewon, whose eyes drooped, pouted his lips and whimpered. He put on a pitiful expression, but there seemed to be no more excuses.

and one more person. Sometime after the game ended, Hanjun was still unable to escape from the shock of defeat. He grabbed the game console with his hands, and immediately turned on the twin wick at me.

"Hey, Kang Yi-chan. Did you shoot a missile from behind?"

Hanjun, who had been running in first place the whole time, was hit by a missile I fired and narrowly passed the finish line in second place.

"That's also right in front of the finish line."

"Isn't it obvious? If hyung gets first place, I'm going to live in hell?"

It was a terrifying moment. If the last remaining missile missed, it was a situation where I would have to use one room with Hanjun.

The moment the last missile overturned Hanjun's cart, I felt joy enough to make a sound. I also seem to have forgotten that I was on air at that moment.