Grab the Regressor by the Collar and Debut! Chapter 95
Chapter 95 – Bomb? (6)
I never would’ve guessed it.
Guessed what, exactly?
“Joo Eunchan was originally a vocalist?”
“Yep.”
Dan Haru, with his mouth stuffed full of ice cream, nodded enthusiastically.
That was shock number two.
I handed him a wet wipe.
Wipe your mouth, you animal.
At this point—
the entire universe was clearly out to screw me over.
The only saving grace was this:
Around the time Thirteen disappeared, I realized I could still reopen the information of people I had already scanned with <Dragon’s Eye>.
Not perfect data—
but usable.
Kim Wonho’s stats hadn’t updated since the last monthly evaluation.
(That alone had shocked me again.)
Jung Siwoo?
No data at all.
At least I had Eunchan.
I pulled up his stat window and dropped my forehead onto the table.
[Joo Eunchan (Miro)]
Vocal: B+
Rap: B
Dance: B+
Expression: B+
Charm: A+
Special: ※Not yet manifested※
Appeal Point:
‘On My Own’
(self-assurance, decisiveness, precision)
At first glance?
Just a field of B’s.
But if you convert it—
[Old Format]
Vocal: 43%
Rap: 84%
Dance: 41%
Expression: 64%
Charm: 35%
…Ridiculous growth potential.
Even now, he was already pulling his weight.
But most of his stats hadn’t even crossed 50%.
And during that hellish monthly evaluation camp—
I realized something.
These percentages weren’t simple.
They weren’t just skill.
They were—
Talent.
Potential.
Effort.
Condition.
Unknown variables.
Everything mixed together.
Take this guy.
Kim Wonho.
Former member of the “hopeless trio.”
Now… surprisingly reliable.
[Kim Wonho]
Vocal: 89% (Rap 34%)
Dance: 65%
Expression: 93%
Special: Choreography Creation (92%)
Dance +3%.
Expression +1%.
But Special?
+6%.
And before that—
he didn’t even know he was good at choreography.
So yeah.
These numbers?
Not absolute.
Then there was him.
[Lee Doha]
Vocal: 37%
Rap: 64%
Converted—
Vocal: F
Even if it hits 100%—
he’s still tone-deaf.
Then how the hell does he rap?
And his S-rank rap stat?
Didn’t move at all.
Conclusion:
You can’t read this system at face value.
You have to read the person.
“…Ah, screw this.”
Why was life like this?
And then—
there was that bastard.
“Haru.”
“Yep.”
I showed him my phone.
<Miro_BabyBrother_LeeYugeon | concept ok>
<Miro_BabyBrother_LeeYugeon | (link)>
<Miro_BabyBrother_LeeYugeon | (link)>
<Miro_BabyBrother_LeeYugeon | (link)>
“What do you think goes on in Lee Yugeon’s head?”
He sent feedback.
Detailed feedback.
Perfect feedback.
We texted him the concept—
He read it.
Understood it.
Responded properly.
“…He skips practice but sends this?”
“Huh? Yugeon hyung did?”
“Yeah. And we picked one of his songs.”
Flawless references.
Even overseas choreography videos.
This bastard is not normal.
“Well… isn’t that good?”
“It would be healthier if I thought that, yeah.”
“Yes!”
“Right. You stay bright.”
I patted Haru’s curly hair.
(It really did feel like petting a puppy.)
Then—
Haru tilted his head.
“My grandma used to say—if you think too much, you get scared. So just stop thinking.”
“…Hm?”
“I’m scared too. What if I don’t debut with you guys?”
…Oh.
“But if I think too much, it gets worse. So I stopped thinking.”
Simple.
Childish.
Correct.
…I get it.
“Haru.”
“Yep.”
“That ice cream belongs to Seo Taehyun.”
“….”
“He bought zero-sugar so he could diet.”
Clatter.
“…Am I going to lose my parts?”
“…Cute.”
“Go buy another one and replace it.”
I stood up.
Yeah.
Thinking won’t fix anything.
When did I become this cautious?
Solve first.
Worry later.
Blue Flare – Second Meeting
Late night.
Trainee lounge.
Self-cam ON.
“Alright, Blue Flare Team, second meeting begins.”
“Trainee Kim Wonho, today’s topic?”
“What position is best for trainee Joo Eunchan!”
Broadcast mode: activated.
People are definitely going to ask why Lee Yugeon isn’t here…
We’ll patch it with messages.
At this point—
storyline was already doomed anyway.
The only answer?
Make the stage so good nobody can argue.
“Hajin, go ahead.”
Eunchan spoke.
Carefully.
Summary:
He kept getting pushed into rap
He’s not a rap-position trainee
It’s a burden
He wants to show vocals
With Doha here, he wants to sing
“…Okay.”
“Lee Doha, your opinion.”
Camera turned.
Long explanation.
Very long.
Summary:
Eunchan can do vocals
But song needs strong rap
Doha can’t handle all rap alone
Someone else must take rap
Logical.
Annoyingly logical.
Silence.
“Hajin speaking. I’ll do it.”
Immediate—
“Rejected.”
“…Why?”
Siwoo.
Main vocal.
“If you leave vocals, I sing alone.”
“…Ah.”
Valid.
“Then me?”
Wonho raised his hand.
“…No.”
Doha.
“Tone overlap. Breath control unstable. Rap will expose it.”
“….”
Also valid.
“….”
“…What do we do…”
Eunchan shrank.
I knew it.
I’m being a burden again.
Why can’t I just give in?
Memories of Han Seongwoo resurfaced.
No. These hyungs aren’t like that.
But still—
he shrank.
“…Then I’ll just—”
“Hajin speaking. Eunchan, wait.”
Cut off.
Eunchan froze.
Looked up.
Hajin stared at him.
Unreadable.
…He’s going to make me take rap.
But—
somehow—
he didn’t think so.
“…Let’s just have him do it.”
Hajin pointed.