I was dressed in an oversized suit that made it impossible to gauge my physique, white gloves, and a mask that obscured my face entirely. Eden's appearance on the broadcast was a rare spectacle. The mask, though suffocating and somewhat restricting my breathing, posed no trouble when it came to my performance since speaking and singing were unaffected. 0

As soon as I stepped out of the car at the broadcast station, a barrage of camera flashes from eager journalists greeted me, Eden.0

“Mr. Eden! Look over here!" they shouted.0

I was well aware of the public's keen interest in Eden’s true identity from the buzzing on social media and whispered rumors, but the intensity of the attention caught me off guard. It was not common for non-musical broadcasts to attract such fervent media attention.0

“Look toward the right!" 0

“Please make a heart with your fingers! Yes, like that!"0

This demanding and somewhat harsh treatment was unlike anything I experienced while with Chronos. The enormous suit made me clumsy, and despite the mask, or perhaps...0