As soon as we sat down at the table, Han Myung-Ho asked.0

“Did you actually have a prophetic dream?”0

“Yes. I’m serious.”0

Just a moment ago, I suggested that we should spend more money at the hair salon to put more effort into Cherry Blossom’s hairstyling. I told Han Myung-Ho that I had a dream where a huge dragon ascended to the sky.0

Upon hearing this, Han Myung-Ho reluctantly paid extra for the girls’ hairstyling.0

In the entertainment industry, superstitions often came into play due to the frequent need for reassurance. I downed the water from my cup in a single gulp, hoping to soothe my burning throat.0

‘Ah, I feel guilty about lying.’0

“Well, I hope your dream really means something. The pressure from the company these days is no joke.”0

“What kind of pressure?”0

“...I don’t know if I should be telling you this, but there’s talk going around in the company questioning the need for two girl groups. Our chief is having a hard time fending off those comments.”0

In Division 1, there was a top-tier girl group, Golden Road, who competed against Petite More for the first place in the idol industry. On the other hand, Cherry Blossom from Division 2 was at the very end of the B-list.0

Considering the income disparity between the two teams, it was only natural for there to be talks about disbanding Cherry...0