[Breaking] Zenith's Seong Eunha "Contract Terminated" After Lawsuit
[Author: ㅇㅇ (222.103)]
Yeah, so they say.
[Comments]
-Damn... she really ended up leaving.
-Is it that fucking Zenith again?
-She's just being immature, yeah ㅇㅇ
-Bet she'll show up on some "Where Are They Now" program in 10 years, crying and regretting it.
-I thought Seong Eunha was the sane one, at least...
└Sane? LMAO
└Probably a whole asylum.
└Nah, she escaped because she had the brains to be the comparatively sane one.
-Just the average of a fucking retard group, lol.
-So what happens to the Jamsil concert?
└It's fucked, what else...
└But hey, at least they gave us refunds? Cheers~
*Slap!*
I muttered as I put down my phone.
"...You fucking bastards."
When I came to my senses, the entire community was on fire.
Everyone online was like they'd been hypnotized by some app, rushing at me like rabid dogs to tear me apart.
And these were people who'd called themselves my fans just days ago.
"Well... it's not strange. The group ended up like that."
Shin Seohui's sex scandal and Do Hamin's drug scandal.
And even the parachute corruption allegations against Ayaka.
I'd been stuck between that trio of fucking hopeless degenerates for three years.
There was a limit to how many times I should be treated like the same fucking psycho.
But still...
-So what happens to the Jamsil concert?
"......"
Jamsil Olympic Main Stadium.
The largest multi-purpose stadium in South Korea.
A capacity of seventy thousand—an insane number.
A symbol that only the industry's greatest stars could stand upon.
A stage that any idol would have dreamed of at least once.
At the same time.
It was also the stage I'd lost right before my very eyes.
"If it weren't for those fucking bastards."
No, fuck.
Honestly, it doesn't make sense.
Selling out your own idol for money?
And not just any idol, but Zenith—Korea's number one idol??
It makes no fucking sense at all.
What reason could they possibly have for that kind of shit?
"On top of that."
The CEO took a payout and betrayed us at the crucial moment, and because of that, we lost the trial twice.
As if that weren't enough, the unholy trinity of drugs, prostitution, and bribery scandals caused public sentiment to nosedive.
Like some master's secret sauce, it was one "this isn't the end~" followed by another absurd attack after another.
In the end, following the expected course, I had no choice but to choose contract termination and retirement.
That was how I quit being an idol.
......
...
...
-So what happens to the Jamsil concert?
"...No, fuck. That can't happen."
Who am I?
Seong Eunha, the prideful idol of Zenith.
The professional bus driver who dragged the unholy trinity of drugs, prostitution, and bribery—all three of them—right up to the gates of a Jamsil concert.
Giving up like this was too unfair.
Especially if those bastards were the cause, even more so.
I would stand on stage.
If possible, Jamsil—no, even overseas tours beyond that.
I would carve my name at the highest place a star could reach.
Singer, band, broadcaster, utaite, faceless singer... any of them would do.
As long as I could stand on stage, I was ready to do anything.
"It's not like I'm in a position to be picky right now."
If I had to, I could wear a reverse bunny girl maid outfit and even do the odango dance.
...No, on second thought, that might be a bit much.
After all, whoring wasn't exactly my major.
Anyway, that's how desperate I was.
Surely there wasn't some crazy bitch who actually did that stuff, right?
"......"
I felt like there might be one such person somewhere, but let's move on from that for now.
*Click.*
I turned on my computer.
And without regard for means or methods, I began desperately scouring the internet for examples.
*Click. Click, click.*
For hours, I'd been glaring holes into the monitor with bloodshot eyes.
In a corner of a news site I clicked on by accident, I finally found the 'example' I'd been searching for.
[Independent VTuber 'Angel' Holds Solo Concert at Jamsil, "Sold Out"]
"VTuber...?"
No, in a way, it was inevitable.
That I would find that article.
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Long, long ago, in a distant past.
Well, not that far—back when I was still a man.
"Kitsune Ai... was it?"
There was the first VTuber.
She was a monster who shook the internet landscape the moment she appeared.
After the COVID pandemic passed, the subculture scene quite literally experienced a VTuber boom.
"Like some shark living somewhere... or an old maid captain... or a rabbit girl with a weird laugh..."
Why do I know all this, you ask?
Because before I became an idol, I was a fucking weeb.
My main fandom was the subculture scene to begin with.
Of course, I'd been too busy with activities for the past three years to step foot in it, but...
Even someone like me knew it as 'common knowledge'—the internet world was already ruled by VTubers.
It was the age of VTubers.
And in this age, there was a VTuber who had seized wealth, fame, power—everything.
[Independent VTuber 'Angel' Holds Solo Concert at Jamsil, "Sold Out"]
Two-million-subscriber VTuber, Angel.
She appeared like a comet three years ago and was the one who sold out a solo concert at Jamsil.
Reading that article, I stroked my chin and muttered.
"VTuber... Hmm... A VTuber, huh..."
Honestly, it was quite an alluring option.
First of all.
The prep was easy.
...I know that sounds like bullshit, but hear me out.
I'd retired somehow, but Zenith was a top-tier idol group in Korea.
The nest egg I had left was an astronomical sum to an ordinary person.
"A few million won for virtual modeling?"
Honestly, that kind of money was nothing but pocket change to me.
...Well, maybe not pocket change, but still an amount I could easily afford.
"Unlike someone who blew all their money on gambling and drugs, I diligently saved up."
Well... anyway.
It meant I didn't have to worry about funds.
And once the money issue was solved, another advantage of the VTuber profession inevitably stood out.
"Anonymity."
The fact that you could work without showing your face.
To me, this was the greatest advantage of all.
"What do you think would happen if I showed my face and worked now?"
Since Zenith had been branded as the unholy trinity of drugs, sex, and bribery, showing my face was difficult.
If things went wrong, I could end up getting shanked by some angry forum trolls at a dome concert.
On top of that.
"The trademark rights for Zenith still belong to the company."
Even though I'd terminated the contract, strictly speaking, my face wasn't entirely mine.
It sounds fucking crazy, but if they said "why is that your face?" and confiscated it, I wouldn't have a leg to stand on.
And at this point, it was better not to do anything that could start a fight.
There's a reason for that...
"I still have the third trial left, don't I?"
I had no intention of ending the lawsuit like this.
There were virtually no precedents, but cases where the verdict was overturned at the third trial did exist.
In that case, it would go back to the second trial for a retrial.
If it weren't for that fucking CEO bastard's betrayal, it was a trial we could have easily won.
So until the very end, I would scrape together every trick in the book and raise all kinds of hell.
Starting with that shitty CEO bastard.
Then the whore, the druggie, the parachute...
And finally, the CEO of BK Entertainment too. All of them.
I'll have them all locked up.
Not a single one left in this world.
......
Well, enough of this bullshit.
"Anyway, I'm definitely becoming a VTuber."
My goal was simple, too.
A Jamsil concert within three years.
And reaching two million subscribers.
Of course, it seemed impossible right now... but what idol hasn't been there?
Right now, what mattered more than that was how to debut.
"Hmm..."
I hummed, resting my chin on my hand.
There were two choices.
A corporate VTuber affiliated with a company, or an independent VTuber working alone.
Obviously, the former was hopeless.
They'd probably take one look at my name on the resume and reject me on the spot.
Whore, drugs, bribery, Seong Eunha, let's go.
Even I would pull a Voldemort on them and wish them the best of luck.
For that reason, corporate VTuber was out.
That left only independent VTuber as my remaining option, but...
"But this is tricky in its own way..."
As I said earlier, an independent VTuber works alone without company help.
In other words, I had to prepare everything for my VTuber debut from scratch.
Obviously, that required an enormous amount of time and effort.
Of course, considering what I'd accomplished in the idol world, it wasn't impossible, but...
there was no need to take the hard road when an easier one existed.
"You'd probably be good at streaming, don't you think?"
Even a dog at a school recites poetry after three years.
So what about an idol?
Surviving in the entertainment industry—a filthy swamp—while staying completely clean was nearly impossible.
The same was true for me, and I had no choice but to find my own way to survive.
*Brrr—*
"H-Hello...?"
In short, it was something called connections.
Over the past three years, I'd met countless people as an idol, and formed bonds with quite a few of them.
Fortunately, among them was someone.
A connection who could help me right now.
"Ah, unnie."
A seventh-year streamer and a million-subscriber YouTuber.
And...
"I'm going to become a VTuber."
...someone who was currently a VTuber herself.