If You Raise Three Idols Well, They Will Confess Their Love

115 – Stand Up, You Too!

Episode 115

I trembled at the overwhelming sight and asked Oh Yuri.

“Yuri, what on earth did you teach Winter?”

Then, Yuri Oh was unusually embarrassed and spoke.

“No, no, I want to ask someone that too. There’s no way I could teach something like that, right? I don’t even know if it’s because I taught it in the first place.”

“… So you can’t teach that.”

As she said, even to me, the way Winter was showing right now did not seem like a shallow level that could be achieved through short-term learning.

“Girls 100 leaves behind no other relationships between humans than naked interests and heartless ‘cash payments’! A sacred space that should shine with effort and talent has been polluted with only the logic of capital and power!”

“”Cohesion! Unity!””

“Girls 100 dissolved the trainee’s dignity into exchange value, and replaced the trainee’s freedom with the freedom of shameless commercial transactions!”

“”Cohesion! Unity!””

“I, Midwinter, openly declare that my goal as a trainee can only be achieved by overthrowing the existing oppressive order of Girls 100 through revolution! Trainees from all over the world, make the ruling class of Girls 100 tremble before the revolution!”

“”Wow!””

I stared blankly at Winter, who had a brave expression on her face and was resolutely encouraging the trainees’ morale.

As if the unique cold eyes had finally found their place, it made Winter look like a revolutionary with both charisma and leadership.

“…”

Surely, there was Winter there, but as I knew, the natural born Jjinta Midwinter who found it difficult to even talk to others, just took ten deep breaths and timidly said ‘Hello’, was nowhere to be found.

The only thing in front of me was a revolutionary warrior waving a red headband and leading 99 trainees along the path of revolution.

… What is it, give me back my old winter.

“Well done! Winter! Destroy Girl 100!”

I looked at the floor where I heard the recalled voice.

Thanks to vote manipulation, Kim Yu-jin, the main dancer of Counter, a member of Neulbom Entertainment, who was confirmed to be in the debut group of In 11 and also possesses considerable skills, was filming the winter while lying down and crawling on her back her

Her clothes were swept across her floor, exposing her entire abdomen, but she did not care one bit and continued to crawl along the floor like a snake.

Although I felt dizzy at the sight of her, I thought it would be easier to talk to her than other trainees wearing headbands and shouting for unity, so I squatted down and made eye contact with her and asked. ＞

“Hey Eugene, is it okay if I ask you a quick question?”

“Oh? Winter is the manager. Then it’s no one else! “I’ll tell you anything.”

The attitude was so friendly that I wondered if this was okay, but I was glad that they seemed cooperative anyway.

“Why is Winter doing that over there?”

Kim Yu-jin answered with her eyes focused on her smartphone.

“That’s right, when Girl 100, a vicious bourgeoisie that oppresses the proletariat, objectifies trainees based solely on capital value and monopolizes the means of production and refuses to communicate, the great leader Midwinter began to lead a revolution for the trainees who were in crisis !”

What kind of bullshit is this again?

“… “Where did you learn those words?”

“Wouldn’t Winter teach you? Thanks to that, I was born again. I realized my sense of mission! “I am not an idol, but I was born to leave this great step in history!”

… Did you know that Winter could brainwash?

“So, do you plan to record the video you are filming now, edit it later, and use it as material to express your position?”

“Editing? “I don’t know how to do that?”

“Then why are you taking pictures?”

Kim Yu-jin opened her eyes with a hint of madness and said as if it was obvious.

“That’s right, to broadcast this great event live!”

“… Yes?”

Only then did I check Kim Yu-jin’s smartphone while she was filming.

The video was being broadcast as is on the broadcasting platform.

I urgently turned on my smartphone to check whether the broadcast was really running.

Bingdari- Oh, I finally saw it.

Matthew Matthew Home Matthew – Managers Unity!

ZEZE- Unity!

I like the color of the sky – unity!

Seodaengdaeng- Ah, I want to be Gyeoreum’s manager too! Let’s unite while watching Winter live!

The most beautiful woman in the universe, Winter – I hope Winter unites with my bile.

Sydney, the capital of Australia – Wow, there are a lot of crazy people today too.

Park Dong-sik – Unity!

“…”

I checked the number of real-time viewers. And I was shocked.

Viewers who went beyond the cable broadcasting level and could be called social level were watching Winter’s Revolution Show. What was even scarier was that the number continued to increase.

Yuri, who was squatting down next to her and looking blankly at the screen, spoke softly so that she could not hear.

“… Team Leader Seon, isn’t this a mess?”

“… No, I don’t think you should necessarily look at it that way because it seems like it could be used. “I feel dizzy too.”

While we were looking at each other with a distant feeling and wondering where to start with this, Winter began to sing in her unique, clear and pure voice that showed the beauty of a girl.

“Are you listening? A song of angry people.”

… Why do you sing well?

The peak of mid-winter vocals, which would have been a song if James O was next to him, was bursting out here.

“A voice shouting that we can never live like slaves again.”

The trainees wearing headbands began to sing together as one, as if they could not be left to sing “Is It Winter” Alone?

“”When the heart beats and beats like a drum, tomorrow will open and a bright morning will come!””

As the idol trainees gathered together, they showed unnecessary high-quality harmony in folk songs, conveying a grandeur reminiscent of a musical.

The chat window was praising her masterpiece performance.

Zin-A park- This is it! This is a revolution in taste.

I’ll do it in the sky – Wow! Revoluchon is filling up!

Male Mosquito – Let’s go for a civil revolution.

Sin07- Winter Girl 100 Pushu! Munet Pusher! Republic of Korea! Splash the universe!

Judgment- … Well, how far do you want it to be destroyed?

Mild Seven – Unity!

Woochu’s Strongest Beauty Gyeoreum – I wish Gyeorae would secrete my pancreas and endocrine glands instead of insulin.

Insec Kick- Please block the b*tch above the room.

CYAN – But how are they doing that? The agency won’t stop it?

598mm- That’s right, because it’s a revolution. (Frown)

Seo-a-chan – check out the news. Because of this vote manipulation, the entertainment companies have decided to pretend to be with Munet and are allowing things like that.

Ada Bomber – Facts. None of the agencies have announced a statement yet.

Seven Swords – Eugene, there was a manager named Gyeoreum next to you. Just ask me. How is this situation going?

… I don’t know either?

At that time, Winter must have spotted us hiding among the trainees, staring blankly at the real-time comments, and called out to us in a brave and firm voice.

“You two squatting there, stand up! You too!”

Since Winter didn’t call us by name, I guess she didn’t recognize us because her face was covered.

I think they probably thought that two of the trainees were playing around.

“Is that what you called us?”

“Oh, I guess that’s right.”

“What should I do? Should I run away?”

Oh Yu-ri seemed somewhat taken aback when she saw that among the many options, running away was mentioned first.

“No, there is no reason to run away. Let’s just wake up.”

“… Yes.”

Oh Yuri and I calmly woke up amid the countless gazes of trainees looking at us.

Winter looked around the crowd and spoke resolutely.

“To overthrow the 100 girls who oppress trainees, it takes just one trainee…”

As we were talking, Winter stopped talking and her pupils got bigger, probably because she realized who we were. The red headband around her head flowed down.

Then she opened her mouth and spoke in her usual timid voice.

“… Ugh, Teacher Taeyang?”

You’re back! Our Jjintta.

***

I asked Winter, who was sweating and glancing at me while holding the red headband in her hand.

“So what happened?”

“…”

“I don’t want to say anything, so please speak comfortably.”

… First of all, I need to know something so I can take action.

“That is…” .”

What followed was a miraculous heroic story of a revolutionary hero in the middle of winter.

It is said that the conflict was mediated by highlighting common elements and goals between the two opposing groups of trainees, and by establishing a clear external enemy called Girls 100, the trainees went beyond harmony to solidarity. They did not stop there and succeeded in bringing out a common voice. It would be impossible to agitate the trainees that Oh Yuri mentioned better than this.

… Although it was somewhat red.

“But how did you, such a timid person who needs to simulate in your brain for 30 minutes to talk to a stranger, do that?”

“After watching great revolutionaries and their history on AllTube because I wanted to use them as a reference for agitation, I also wanted to resemble them, so I wore this headband and felt courageous… “When I came to my senses, this was what happened.”

“… No, there’s no way a person could change 180 degrees just by wearing a headband, right?”

Nevertheless, just in case, I put back the red headband that Winter was holding.

“People don’t change just by wearing a red headband. But if the proletariat unites… !”

I took off the headband.

“Ugh, what should I say on that topic… ” “

I put it back on.

“But there are comrades like me who are oppressed, so we have to come forward! If only to prevent Girls 100’s ambition to dissolve the trainee’s dignity into exchange value… !”

I took it out again.

“aaah, I want to go back to my dark room where Ryuko-chan is.”

… This is kind of fun.