Chapter 112:


    ‘Why is Kang Yu-geon here?’


    He was wearing sunsses and dressed casually, as if he hade to a resort out of season, but I was sure it was the face I knew.


    He had a handsome face with distinctive features that was not easy to find.


    ‘Is he filming something at the hotel?’


    W was apany that was running on the investment of Cheon Soo Group, so it wouldn’t be strange if he visited for business purposes.


    Of course… if he had to use an idol for business, he should have used the group that his sons belonged to… wouldn’t that be more proper as a family member, or more… right? I thought.


    What is he doing sitting alone in the lounge?


    Yu-geon had a cocktail decorated with fruits on a low table in front of him and was looking at his phone.


    ‘Is he not here for work, but for a personal appointment?’Without realizing it, I hid behind a pir and watched Yu-geon, and someone appeared in front of his table.


    ‘What, she looks like an older woman?’


    She was adorned with shy luxury brands that I knew the names of, and like Yu-geon, she was hiding her face with sunsses.


    It was already 9 o’clock, so wearing sunsses at this time meant…


    Unless it was a medical necessity, she was someone who needed to hide her identity.


    While I was holding my breath and pretending to wait for someone, the woman approached Yu-geon’s chair. Then she put her hand over his shoulder and hugged him, and Yu-geon got up from his seat.


    ‘Gasp.’


    I held my breath. It was obvious how awkward it would be if I ran into Yu-geon. I quickly turned my back.


    ‘Let’s go to the bakery quietly.’


    I went into the bakery as if I had never looked at that side from the beginning.


    “Please let me know if you are looking for a product.”


    It waste, so unfortunately, most of the products were only left with one or two.


    I should turn the camera back on as soon as possible, and as soon as I touched the self-cam, someone grabbed the part where the camera lens was.


    ‘What, who is this crazy…’


    This wasn’t a filming-prohibited area, was it? I wondered what kind of person he was and looked up.


    “What are you doing here?”


    I didn’t want to see him, but the face that I had been forced to get used to by the events so far was looking down at me.


    He still had a smug face.


    “…”


    Did he catch me watching him earlier? But even though he was wearing sunsses, Yu-geon’s face angle was looking at his phone.


    Not only that, but I clearly saw him scrolling down continuously. I answered him with a poker face.


    “I came here to film a web variety show on vacation.”


    “Oh~.”


    Then Yu-geon looked at me with a doubtful eye and sneered.


    “Well, this is your seniors’ hotel, right? Where are the other members and why are you here alone?”


    I didn’t need to exin our schedule to this guy.


    It was better to tell the truth than to arouse suspicion that I was following him and trying to film him.


    “We split up into groups. Two went to work out, two went to the pool. I came to check out the bakery.”


    “Hmm…”


    Yu-geon lightly nodded, resting his straight and neat finger on his chin.


    “So you were staring at someone else’s seat like that?”


    Ugh. He saw everything and came after me. I tried to y dumb and change the subject.


    “Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just want to finish filming the remaining products and go back to my room…”


    “Stop lying. Turn on your camera. I need to see if there’s anything on it.”


    Yu-geon’s eyes changed and he snapped at me in a cold voice I had never heard before.


    I was getting annoyed and wanted to ignore him. But if he insisted on picking a fight, I couldn’t refuse.


    It would be better to just show him and get rid of him, rather than resisting here. There was nothing for him to worry about.


    Then I had a brilliant idea.


    “Are you doubting me? Do you think I have some regrets and I’m following you around like a paparazzi?”


    I decided to take the upper hand and spoke more aggressively than usual.


    He must have something to hide, judging by how he rushed at me and demanded to see my camera. And sure enough, he retorted in a more irritated voice.


    “You’re being pretty rude. Are you scared of something?”


    Yu-geon was smiling, but his lips were trembling as he grabbed my camera.


    I wouldn’t show him easily. I resisted with force.


    “What if there’s nothing on the camera? Will you take responsibility for your suspicion?”


    “Yes. I will. If you want me to apologize, I will. If you want me to kneel, I will. Just give it to me.”


    What’s wrong with this guy? Was the situation earlier really what I thought… that kind of thing? Luckily, the staff were busy with the closing cleanup and there were no guests passing by.


    “Don’t treat me like a criminal… Just look carefully. What’s on it?”


    As I let go of my grip, Yu-geon almost lost his bnce, but he quickly regained it with his reflexes.


    ‘He’s perfect, even when he’s unlucky.’


    Tsk, I clicked my tongue as Yu-geon fast-forwarded the recorded videos.


    “…”


    Yu-geon’s face, which was fierce as if he could eat someone alive, turned pale with embarrassment in an instant.


    “…”


    I pressed on with momentum.


    “Did you see anything problematic?”


    Of course, the only thing on the camera was the video of Yu-geon’s table fading to ck.


    The previous video was of meing down from my room, walking through the hallway, and taking the elevator to the first floor cafe.


    “What are you doing that makes you so paranoid and ask for other people’s cameras?”


    I red at Yu-geon with a dumbfounded expression.


    Yu-geon covered his face with his hand and stood there, not knowing what to do.


    “No, it’s nothing. I just thought there might be some misunderstanding…”


    I could see that Yu-geon was trying to salvage the situation.


    It would be foolish to let go of this opportunity to gain the upper hand.


    I smiled and answered.


    “Oh. I saw someone with a strange expressioning out of your table earlier…”


    “Ugh…”


    Yu-geon looked like he was in trouble as he crumpled his face and asked.


    “What do you want?”


    What a foolish fantasy to think that a billionaire entrepreneur would be as stubborn and naive as a bear.


    ‘This sly fox.’


    I could easily read what Yu-geon’s expression meant without him saying a word.


    “Juste with me for a moment.”


    I smiled as innocently as possible and dragged Yu-geon along.


    “So what’s going on here?”


    Yi-jun, who had just finished a grueling PT session, squinted his eyes as if he couldn’t believe the sight in front of him.


    It was unbelievable. Even I thought it was unrealistic.


    “Hello, Yi-jun. Long time no see. I saw Seon-woo a few weeks ago, right?”


    Yu-geon greeted him cheekily as he unwrapped the mousse cake he bought from the bakery.


    “Is that really you, Yu-geon? I mean, I’m d to see you, but how did you…?”


    Yi-jun tilted his head in bewilderment.


    Meanwhile, the smell of freshly baked pastries and tarts was irresistible, as his nose twitched.


    “Well, I wanted to take a break today, so I came here. And I ran into Ise on the first floor. He suggested that I make a surprise guest appearance for today’s content, so I came to have some fun.”


    Yu-geon made a V sign with his hand in front of the self-cam that Yi-jun was holding and greeted him.


    “You came to have fun?”


    Yi-jun asked as if his eyes were about to pop out, and I answered without blinking.


    “Yeah, we’re just going to have some bread and chat for a while.”


    “…….”


    Wow, what a face. He had a lot of questions, but he also had a lot of cameras, so he kept his mouth shut.


    I was really d that Yi-jun had that much sense. Then, Seon-woo, who had finallye to his senses, looked at Yu-geon in surprise and asked.


    “Yu-geon, did you also get an offer from Floss…?”


    At that moment, Yi-jun elbowed Seon-woo in the ribs and shut his mouth.


    “Ouch.”


    “Oh, sorry, sorry. I just did some exercise and I’m feeling a bit dizzy.”


    Yi-jun lowered his head slightly and smirked with his mouth.


    “Wow, nice to meet you. Have a good time!”


    Seon-woo, who couldn’t lie, sat down stiffly like a robot and looked for an empty seat.


    I handed him a fork.


    “Just have a little bit of the low-fat ones.”


    “Okay…!”


    How did this happen?


    To begin with, I didn’t have any evidence. I just witnessed someone suspicious touching Yu-geon’s shoulder and couldn’t concoct a great scheme.


    So there was no need to react so sensitively.


    Really, what… Did he do something that would ruin him if he got caught?


    I liked how Yu-geon’s face was tinged with anxiety.


    “You know that our fandoms are constantly fighting, right? It’s not something you can just brush off as kids’ quarrels.”


    I threw the bait bluntly, and Yu-geon gestured for me to move to a secluded spot as he answered.


    “Of course. Unless you’re a birdbrain.”


    This bastard… Did he feel good about himself after he contacted me for help when the rumor spread on Entertainment Talk and caused amotion?


    His words seemed to target me exactly.


    “Anyway, you’re also going to participate in that boy grouppetition program, right? We’ll have to sh a lot in the future, so don’t you think we should do something about it?”


    Yu-geon red at me as if I was talking nonsense.


    “We’re going?”


    His expression told me he had no idea what I was talking about.


    “Yes. That’s what I heard.”


    “No, f*ck, are you crazy?”


    Did thepany ept the offer without consulting the members?


    If so, his reaction was justified. I would have cursed too.


    Yu-geon couldn’t contain his anger and swore again, then ran his hand through his hair.


    “Ah… Wait a minute. Ah… My head hurts.”


    Yu-geon shouted, but I didn’t care and kept nagging.


    “Anyway, we’ll have to keep bumping into each other from now on. Let’s reduce the pointless battles a bit.”


    Then, a faint snicker scattered to the floor.


    “How?”


    Yu-geon, who crossed his arms, lifted his lips as if he was looking down on me from the top of his head.


    How indeed.


    I was thinking of using the same method as when Yu-geon first showed interest in Climax.


    Namely…


    “We’re friends, what do you say?”


    It was a friendship operation.