A Failed Idol’s Rise to Bottom

“Oh, I know it just tastes like that without tasting it.”

When Su-Gyeom replied casually, Seo-Wook nodded leisurely.

The members looked at the two with strange expressions. When Su-Gyeom, who noticed the look in his eyes, tilted his head slightly as if he was asking why Tae-Won shook his head with a light smile as if it was nothing.

“If you want to drink something else, drink it.”

“No, it’s pretty good.”

“What does it taste like?”

“I know, I guess he likes it.”

When asked by Seo-Wook, Su-Gyeom giggled and laughed playfully. Then Seo-Wook made a strange expression that he could not understand. Regardless, Su-Gyeom sipped and drank.

“Drink slowly.”

“How can you drink slower than this?”

Su-Gyeom replied to Yoo-chan’s request. He did not drink in one-shot, but like a sipping cat was drinking water, so it was unfair that he is asking him to drink more slowly.

Yoo-Chan stared at Su-Gyeom with a stern expression on his face as if he had no intention of withdrawing his words. Su-Gyeom, who was overwhelmed by the momentum, had no choice but to look at Yoo-chan. Therefore, the number of times was reduced to just one sip.

“Eat some snacks, too.”

Han-Sol skewered the small cheese and pushed it into Su-Gyeom’s mouth. Su-Gyeom took it like a baby bird and munched on the cheese. The soft yet creamy taste neutralized the bitter taste of alcohol.

“Oh, this is very delicious.”

Su-Gyeom’s eyes widened then he received a skewer from Han-Sol and gave the cheese he had take a bite to Han-Sol.

“Ah, do it.”

“What? I’m so happy that you’re taking care of me”

“Really? You wanted to take care of you.”

“I’m always hungry for hyung’s affection.”

“Oh, I see. Hyung didn’t know.”

Su-Gyeom patted Han-Sol on the back. Su-Gyeom, who saw the corner of Han-Sol’s mouth creeping up, was proud of his satisfaction, but the members’ expressions showed dissatisfaction.

“Su-Gyeom, have some fruit. Don’t you like fruits?”

“Yes, I like fruit. Fruits that is already cut liket his.”

Su-Gyeom responded to Tae-Won’s words. Su-Gyeom likes fruit itself, but he doesn’t like to cut or peel it himself. He doesn’t to peel because the juice of the fruits always get on his clothes.

Fortunately, the prepared fruit was neatly peeled. He can just dip it in with a fork.

It didn’t seem necessary to use your hands. Su-Gyeom smiled happily and picked up a piece of the beautifully cut melon and put it in his mouth.

The rich juice spread through the mouth. As the season is not melon season, it was not extremely sweet and delicious, but after eating the cheese and alcohol it was enough to refresh the somewhat hot mouth.

“Try this too, Su-Gyeom.”

Seo-wook put out a red cocktail. Su-Gyeom received a new cocktail with a bright smile. A bitter alcohol scent was felt between the sour first taste and the sweet end taste.

Su-Gyeom’s face showed a satisfactory smile because it was the most favorite alcohol he drank today.

“Are you okay? Is it okay to drink?””

“Yes!”

Su-Gyeom responded cheerfully to Seo-Wook’s question. Then Seo-Wook looked at the bartender and added the same alcohol. Su-Gyeom sipped and drank more while waiting for a new drink to come out.

By the time Su-Gyeom finished his glass of cocktail, a new cocktail appeared. Su-Gyeom drinked the newly made alcohol.

One, two, three. Su-Gyeom quickly began emptying the cocktail.

***

“Uh-Uh-…….”

Su-gyeom made a noise even before he opened his eyes. To be exact, it was close to the sound of dying.

When he slowly opened my eyes, the ceiling of the bunk bed greeted Su-Gyeom.

“Is it the other world…”

The reason why Su-Gyeom had no choice but to think of this as the underworld even though he knew that the underworld could not be this realistic was because it hurts.

His head hurt like it was going to break, and he felt nauseous like someone was squeezing him. Su-Gyeom was lying still without even thinking about getting up.

“Tae-Won hyung… Tae-Won Hyung.”

Tae-Son was the first person he could think of while dying of a hangover. There was no particular reason. It was because Su-Gyeom was likely to rescue him first because he was sharing the same room. When Tae-Won didn’t answer, Su-Gyeom called another roommate for the same reason.

“Sol… Sol, help me…….”

But this time no responded.

Su-gyeom, who was disappointed, looked at the ceiling with a sullen expression and soon slowly rose up. He couldn’t just lie still forever.

He felt like he had to drink water to live. Su-Gyeom literally began to crawl according to his survival instinct.

Su-Gyeom, who scrawled out of the door like a zombie who had just learned to walk, tried to head straight to the kitchen. However, as soon as he left the room, the road blocked by the person standing in front.

“What, what…?”

He would have ignored it if he just stood there, but his expression was frighteningly stiff, so he couldn’t let it pass. Suddenly, Su-Gyeom had to look at Lee-Gyeom’s face without being sober.

“Drink it.”

“Oh, what?

“Drink it.”

Contrary to the terrifying momentum, Lee-Gyeom held out a glass of sikhye that looked sweet. Su-Gyeom, had forgotten that he had been intimidated by his momentum a while ago due to the presence of Sikhye, which looked cool. He gladly accepted the Sikhye.

[**Sikhye is a traditional sweet Korean rice beverage, usually served as a dessert. In addition to its liquid ingredients, Sikhye contains grains of cooked rice and in some cases pine nuts. It is similar to the Chinese jiuniang and Japanese amazake]

Su-Gyeom, who emptied the liquid of sikhye at once and emptied the rice grains under the glass, sighed a long sigh.

“Uh, uh, I’m going to live…… Oh, no. I don’t think I’m going to live yet.”

No matter how sweet and cool the sikhye was, it was impossible to save a person dying of a hangover in an instant, it is not a potion in a fantasy novel. It was enough to wet the dry mouth, but it couldn’t get rid of the hangover.

“Let’s talk.”

“What are we going to talk about……. I feel like I’m going to die.”

“Don’t say you’re going to die.”

“……I understand.”

At Lee-Gyeom’s cold voice, Su-Gyeom answered meekly. He wondered what was wrong with what he just said, but was too scared to ask. Su-Gyeom wanted to lie down and rest right away, but he led him to the living room.

” What’s wrong with everyone?”

When he arrived in the living room, all the members, including Tae-Won and Han-Sol, who he had been looking for so much earlier, gathered in the living room. Even Seo-Wook.

“Director…… You didn’t go home?”

Although he was out of his mind because of a hangover, he could see that Seo-Wook’s clothes was the same as yesterday. Su-Gyeom was confused, wondering if he had been in the accommodation all night.

The clocked on the living room says it’s past ten am.

He was wondering what happened to Seo-Wook, it looked like he didn’t sleep all night.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Su-Gyeom.”

“Yes…”

“I’ve been thinking about it all night, but I just don’t understand.”

“What…?”

In response to Seo-Wook’s voice, which was even heavier than usual, Su-Gyeom looked at the members. He eagerly look at the members asking them to give him a him, but they were similar to Seo-Wook.

“If the past life is the past life, is this your second life?””

“……what?”

Su-Gyeom doubted his ears. It was so shocking that the hangover seemed to have gone away.

Suddenly he didn’t understand why he was talking about his past life. At the same time, the back of his neck tingled from anxiety.

“Let me ask you one thing.”

This time, Lee-Gyeom stepped in. Su-Gyeom, who had already been bombed once, looked at Lee-Gyeom with a confused look. He was nervous about what to say, but on the other hand, he felt comfortable thinking that there was nohing more shocking to say that this..

“……what is a military’s disease?”

When asked by Lee-Gyeom, Su-Gyeom covered his mouth with both hands.

God, it was a thing more shameful than telling his previous life. It’s also a story that’s so utterly disgraceful and shameful that he wants to hide right now.