Chapter 8: Practice

I made my way downstairs and started to jog across the whole neighborhood. The sun was still rising at this moment and there was barely anyone on the streets so I could jog freely without interruptions.

The reason why I did this is simple. 

I need stamina badly. 

"Huff…Huff…"

If my prediction is correct, throughout this whole week, I would be overworking myself to the point I can't even lift a packet of red ginseng for me to drink.

'Well, that should be obvious enough..' I took a break and sat in the middle of a park. 

Just when I was able to drink my cold water, my phone vibrated and rang dividing my attention.

"Hello?"

A deep husky voice spoke in the phone. "Mr. Hoon, it's me" 

"Ahh…Mr. Yeop" Instantly recognized that voice. Though his voice is completely different from before, his voice is quite similar to the one speaking on the phone.

'Well, that's surprising. It's only 6 am in the morning and everyone should still be asleep especially since it's the Christmas break.'

"Mr. Hoon. I have fully transferred the properties and possessions of your parents to your name"

"That's great Mr. Yeop. How much should I pay you then?"

"Don't worry about it. It's free" He groaned. He probably didn't sleep last night.

"It looks like I bothered you too much Mr. Yeop…" I said in my soft voice when the system warning sounded again

[Warning! No dating allowed!!]

'Go away you ### system!'

"No, it's okay" He sighed. "Your parents asked me to do this"

"My parents?"

"Yeah. I don't know how but they predicted they were going to die before they even reach 70."

'So, Yeop Chunghee also noticed that..'

"I understand. But still, let me invite you to drink Mr. Yeop"

'Although I don't have any money left, the money my parents gave should be enough right?'

He sighed "I'll try to find some time"

"Thank you Mr. Yeop"

"Alright. I'll see you later" 

The call then ended, and I tucked my old phone in my pocket. I stared at the sky that's now blue and full of light.

"System view on going tasks right now"

[Mission name: Senseii Please go easy on us!! ( 人ゝд∩ )

Task: Please help a student wanting to become an Idol to become an Idol. 

Progress: 0/1

Failure: Death

Reward: New activity on the status window will be opened!]

[Main Scenario: Main quest!

Details: You who have been living a miserable life ever since you started to stray from your parent's shadows have an opportunity to start again! Through the main quests, you will be able to live your life to the fullest, encounter dangers but also save yourself from it, and be able to change your fate!

Task: Upgrade the ranks of the following:

Dance (C-)

Singing (C+)

Rap (D+)

Time limit: 166:32:01

Reward: The Gacha system will be unlocked.

Failure: Dance, Singing, and Rap ranks will be demoted]

'…' I sighed.

'No point in looking at these any longer. Now that I finished exercising, I should get into training.'

I went to a karaoke coin shop and started to practice my singing skills. 

Actually C+ rank in singing is not that bad and is considered as ordinary but there was also no exceptional about it. If I want to become an Idol mentor, I need to have my rank in singing in singing at least A rank so that I wouldn't be scolded by netizens for being talentless while teaching trainees.

The first song I chose to sing was 'Do Re Mi'. I needed to build my foundation first to have a grasp on how to sing fluidly.

In these two days, I'll focus on having my foundations in singing, dancing, and rapping and then make my way up to practicing and getting the ranks of these up.

'It's quite hard…' Though the song is actually pretty easy, I need to hit the high notes clearly how the female sang it while also pronouncing the words clearly. 

'The closest I got to a 100 is 97…Let's try again'

I went to the reception and used my card to get more coins.

'I won't stop until I get a hundred!'

Doe, a deer, a female deer.

Ray, a drop of golden sun.

Me, a name I call myself.

Far, a long, long way to run.

Sew, a needle pulling thread,

La, a note to follow sew,

Tea, a drink with jam and bread!

That will bring us back to do oh-oh-oh!

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"Finally…A hundred" I sighed of relief and drank my cold water while sitting down

'This is enough for today...I need to focus on dancing now.' I opened my phone and looked up places where I could start practicing dance but as expected, they all cost money.

'I don't think the apartment I'm living in can be used to practice the foundations of dancing..'

Even though it may not look like it, Aunty has her own financial problems so I can't seek help to her. I also cut my ties with my father and mother side.

With no other choice left, I decided to seek help from my young and rich, tall and handsome lawyer Yeop Chunghee.

'He's a lawyer so he probably has lots of money right?'

"No."

"Mr. Yeop.."

"Mr. Hoon, do you really think I can afford to rent you a place that you can use for dancing? I have millions of debts from law school plus these abnormally high taxes I need to pay the Korean government"

"That's right but-"

"Why can't you just use your own money in the first place?" He said irritably. Looks like the lack of sleep is getting into him.

"You know I don't have that amount of money…"

He exhaled his breath. Probably because he was trying to control his emotions right now "Have you checked your bank account?"

"No?"

"Then go check it. Also, come to my house tomorrow, I'll send you the address."

"But why-"

Suddenly he hang up the phone forcing me to be depressed again.

'Check my bank account? Why though? Plus visiting his house..? There won't be anything that would be happening weird right?'

[Warning! Intimate relationships are not allowed!!]

'… I actually give up trying to convince this system that I don't have anything for Mr. Yeop'

I sighed then opened the app of my bank to check my account balance. 

"…"

I wiped and scratched my eyes seeing if I'm correctly seeing things right.

"System…am I seeing this correct?

[Currently user: Hoon Youngjae is not experiencing any abnormalities]

"One, two, three, four, five, six...How many digits are there?!" I said in disbelief. 

'No way….So this is why my relatives wanted the possessions my parents left behind..'

"One-hundred billion won…" I said before covering my mouth fearing somebody heard me.

'With this kind of money, I could live my life luxuriously from now on if it weren't for this system..'

I gulped. This was so much more than what I was expecting from my parents.

"Then…how about the properties Mr. Yeop mentioned?"

I haven't asked Yeop Chunghee about the properties but if my guess is correct, then they probably bought a property in Seoul, Busan, and England. I'm not sure if they bought anymore but I'm sure they bought more than one because of the plural use of the word properties by Yeop Chunghee.

'I thought my parents weren't rich…' Turns out they really aren't rich; they could be called as Chaebols in Korea.

Even I wasn't able to hold this amount of money back when I was an Idol. 

Despite my popularity, the maximum amount I saved in my bank account before regression is ten billion won and I thought I was crazy rich at that time. 

Turns out I wasn't.

I could be called poor in front of my parents.

But the problem still lies.

"How did they get this amount of money?"

I thought about it over and over again, but I still wasn't able to guess how.

'Mafia? Impossible. My parents probably would not be that careless.'

Then one clue came to mind. My parents were real estate agents.

'My parents were real estate agents…but what if they aren't? Properties…Houses…Landlord? Were they Landlords and invested in real estate? If that's the case then everything makes sense then.'

'Hmn…But I can't be too sure. I'll visit Mr. Yeop tomorrow.' I stood up

"For now, I guess I should try stretching?"