Idol Revive: If I Don't Debut, I'll Disappear-Chapter 331: Crying Festival

The chests of the members of SEEDZ, as well as Yoo Gyeo, were out of breath. Glancing around, the atmosphere above Gyeongwon University Circle was filled with black dust from the dissipating Bugs.

Below the stage, the scene was also an incredible sight.

"Huhuhuhu..."

"Why the hell am I crying? Didn’t I watch a horror concept performance? Huhuhuhu..."

"Huhuhu... Did I miss them too much?"

"Huhuhuhu..."

The surroundings were filled with similar cries. Except for this sound, nothing could be heard on the campus of Gyeongwon University.

– (crying emoji) ×3

The situation in the livestream was also no different.

– Guys, I swear, I didn’t mean to cry... But why are my eyes huhuhu

– Wejat hte lehh.l is happending? Whdu akm i cryimbg?!.

– I can no longer see through the tears, so I just typed this using my voice. I love you SEEDZ!

– (crying emoji) ×3

When the members glanced at the screen, they couldn’t even see the words clearly because of the accumulation of black dust in the air. Only the countless crying emojis and stickers were glaring enough to be seen.

Rayen blinked.

’Why are the people in the livestream also crying?’

Shouldn’t their resonance only affect the people listening to them live?

Just then, he felt a vibration coming from his pocket. It should be the result of their performance tonight. However, they were still onstage, stuck in their ending fairy pose, and couldn’t pull out their phones to check.

SEEDZ could only awkwardly look at each other from the corner of their eyes.

The hosts were crying at the corner. Without them, they didn’t know what to do next.

It wasn’t just Han Daon that continued to bawl beside the tearful Yona, the cameramen and the technical team were also in the same situation. Everywhere, everyone was crying — even the members of the Elite Club.

"What now?" Xi Huan asked without letting his mouth move.

"I don’t know..." Adrian answered back.

"....."

Their bodies were starting to get numb.

’Can someone help us out of this situation?’

Because of this, the comment section was barraged by another set of comments.

– Am I lagging? Why aren’t they moving?

– Hey, what happened? This sh*tty internet provider!

– I Stjdkk cant c wut im trhing to tyoe.

– No, it’s not just you guys. It seems like the stream is lagging.

Because of the large traffic within the stream and the rapid firing of complaints in the comment section, the server was overloaded and ultimately crashed.

When that happened, someone from the technical team finally reacted, approaching the bawling hosts.

"Please go up onstage now!"

Fortunately, Yona came to her senses fast and grabbed the tearful Han Daon to the stage.

Han Daon wiped the tears from his eyes. "That was a very, very emotional performance! As expected of SEEDZ."

Yona nodded along.

Finally, SEEDZ could now leave their ending fairy mode.

While sniffing, Han Daon faced the audience.

Their chests were still filled with overwhelming emotions, and they did not prolong their talks with the group. After a few rushed closing remarks, they allowed SEEDZ to finally step off the stage.

As they went down, Rayen caught sight of Choi Jaehan at the corner of the backstage area. Choi Jaehan seemed to sense his gaze and lifted his head. The two met eyes with each other.

"Who’s that?" Adrian asked on his side.

"Choi Jaehan."

"Choi Jaehan? Oh, Anonymous Star?"

Rayen nodded.

Under the standoff between Rayen and Choi Jaehan, Adrian walked in between them, approaching the latter.

’What is he doing?’

"Hey," Adrian called out.

Choi Jaehan shifted his gaze from Rayen toward him.

Adrian’s lips were curled up, looking like he had just met an old friend as he approached him. This made Choi Jaehan frown.

Adrian put a hand on his shoulder and bent down to his ear.

"Thank you for your help in guiding Edens here. If not for your water army agitating them, it would have been quite hard to gather them here."

After saying that, Adrian straightened his back and smiled at him charmingly. Choi Jaehan’s expression stiffened.

One last time, Adrian tapped him on the shoulder and left.

Just then, the fireworks show started. Everyone looked up and flowers bloomed in the dark-lit sky, filling their sight.

The end of the Gyeongwon Founding Festival starts here.

At the same time, the livestream also went back up.

– It’s finally up again!

– Where are SEEDZ?!

– AAAAAAHHHH! Why did you let them go down?! I want to request an encore!

– Encore! Encore! Encore!

Despite the protests in the comment section, the people in the venue no longer cared. The livestream people were able to calm down fast because of the sudden interruption, but the people in the venue still hadn’t.

After that kind of heart-wrenching performance, watching fireworks is definitely a nice way to calm themselves down. The murmurs from their wails were drowned out by the sound of fireworks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As for SEEDZ, after admiring the fireworks for a while, they quickly came back to their senses.

The other members of Healing Arts Club who chose to be in the backstage team approached them. Before the performance, SEEDZ had asked who else wanted to perform back then, however most of the Entities refused.

Gil’s reason was: "I’ve already decided to be in the dark. It’s too troublesome to be famous."

Son Areum: "Can I? But oh, I just want to watch you guys behind the scenes."

Yuzuka: "I’m too shy..."

Miles: "I don’t want to. Don’t even ask me."

The only one Rayen didn’t ask, Yoo Gyeo (Plotter No.4), unexpectedly said yes.

Yoo Gyeo: "I-I want to..."

And that led to the new unit called SEEDZ + 1.

"Congrats," Gil greeted while wiping his nose.

Behind him, Son Areum was trying to wipe her face using Gil’s shirt.

Gil pushed her away. "Hey, back off!"

Yuzuka also happily clapped with red eyes. "That was so good!"

Miles nodded in agreement, biting his lips to prevent himself from crying again.

The members of SEEDZ smiled. However, they didn’t celebrate yet.

There was still one more thing to check. Starting with Rayen, everyone pulled out their phones.

[Calculating Merits...]

[Calculation Complete. Do you want to see the results?

Y/N]

Without further ado, Rayen chose yes. A new pop-up window appeared on his screen.

[Books Cleansed: 63,040

...]

Rayen’s eyes widened. He even blinked multiple times to see if he wasn’t hallucinating. However, no matter how many times he blinked, the numbers didn’t change.

It was still a massive 63,000.

...

At the Great Study.

The moment the livestream crashed, Lib almost screamed hysterically.

’Ahhhh!!!’

Fortunately, he was able to stop himself and just clenched the side of his seat.

Just then, he heard the sound of sniffing from behind him. Lib glanced back only to see the Overseer of Scribes bawling. By his side was the straight-faced Overseer of Binders wiping the tears at the corner of her eyes.

The only one not affected by the resonance was him and the World Immortal.

Lib met eyes with the World Immortal whose eyes were carefully observing him.

"You seem to enjoy it more than the others, Lib?" she asked with smiling eyes.

"Where did you get that impression?" Lib stroked his chin beard and looked away.

The World Immortal let out a giggle, then turned toward Plotter.

After gradually calming down, Plotter wiped away his tears and stared expectantly at her.

"Did they succeed?" the World Immortal asked.

To answer, Plotter showed her the projection of what Rayen was seeing.

Plotter continued looking at her with puppy eyes.

Finally, she waved her hands. "Fine. Fine. Your suspension is now over. The Minstrels proved their effectiveness. The suspension for the use of the Artificial Life Book would also be lifted."

Hearing that, a genuine happy smile appeared on Plotter’s lips. He wasn’t happy that his suspension was lifted, but about the Immortal tacitly agreeing with his plan despite the risk.

With his breathtaking beauty, the smile on Plotter’s face inevitably sent jolts toward the other Overseers. Only the World Immortal seemed unaffected.

Lib feigned a cough to interrupt this scene. "As a precautionary measure. We have agreed for the Minstrels to perform a weekly cleansing for the Entities!"

Plotter nodded at him. "... Old Man, you should have said so right from the start that—"

"Shut up. This is a precaution so that even if Entities use your faulty Artificial Book pages, they don’t spread it to the Unblooms!"

Plotter stuck out his tongue bashfully.

Lib flicked his head away in annoyance, his beard swinging in motion. "Now, go and play with your idols!"