The fans were not calming down at all.

If anything, the noise kept getting louder by the hour.

Dayo knew what he was doing.

He didn't hide.

He let the whole world know that he was back.

And he didn't hold back when pushing the already hot news.

Every clip of his swim was still trending.

He made sure to get the clips from the pool and "leak" them.

Every post, every comment, every small detail involving him was going viral.

People were posting old pictures, old memories, clips of his past shows, and his songs began to trend again.

Some were even crying on live videos, saying they missed him.

And then—

another news dropped.

A screenshot appeared online:

JD — verified.

Instagram: Verified.

Twitter: Verified.

TikTok: Verified.

YouTube: Verified.

New accounts. All active. All real.

People lost their minds instantly.

Comments flooded everywhere:

"OMG HE'S BACK FOR REAL???"

"I thought it was just swimming, but now social media too??"

"My boy returned like Thanos."

"FOUR YEARS OF SILENCE AND HE COMES BACK HEHE."

"We're eating good tonight!!"

"Nah this guy is unserious, how can you leave for 4 years and come back like this 😭"

"Do you know how powerful you must be to disappear AND still trend effortlessly???"

"This is history."

Someone posted a screen recording of his follower count jumping every second.

10k

30k

70k

200k

450k

600k

900k

1 million…

Every refresh added thousands more.

Old fans were screaming:

"We waited for you. We never left!!"

New fans were screaming too:

"I don't even know this guy well but I love him already."

It felt like a global festival.

Nothing was calm.

Nothing was normal.

Everything about Dayo was everywhere.

Looking at everything, Operation Comeback was a success — and a lot of people were happy, while some weren't.

---

Michael sat alone in his office, surrounded by documents and unfinished contracts.

His phone had been buzzing nonstop, but he ignored it — until Clara stepped in.

"Sir," she said, holding a tablet, "there's something you need to see."

Michael didn't even look up at first.

"What again, Clara? What now?"

Clara walked closer, placed the tablet on his desk, and tapped the screen.

Michael's eyes slowly lifted.

Videos.

Comments.

Articles.

Reactions.

Dayo's medal picture.

Dayo trending globally.

Dayo opening new accounts.

Dayo breaking records.

Michael froze.

"What… the hell?" he muttered.

He scrolled.

More reactions.

More videos.

More people praising him.

More shock.

Michael leaned back slowly, confused and angry at the same time.

"Why can't this boy just stay quiet?" he said under his breath.

"Four years. FOUR YEARS. And this is what he comes back with?"

Clara watched him quietly.

Michael continued scrolling, almost in disbelief.

"How did he become this?…"

He stopped, shaking his head.

"This doesn't make any sense."

Clara finally spoke. "Sir, should I pull up more details?"

Michael waved his hand. "No. You can go."

She nodded and left the office.

The moment the door closed, Michael picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Someone answered immediately.

Michael didn't waste time.

"I want everything," he said coldly.

"Everything that has been happening with Dayo for the past four years.

Every move. Every record. Every rumor.

Dig it all up."

He paused, breathing heavily.

"And don't stop until you find something."

He ended the call.

The office fell silent, but his mind was the complete opposite.

He was already seeing his career ending, because they had asked him to finish Dayo socially — and now he was back.

His mind started thinking of what he could do. After all, sports was not his domain, and it couldn't be manipulated.

"Ah, Dayo… you're giving me a headache after returning four years later."

Michael muttered as he felt his head growing hot.

---

Meanwhile, Dayo had returned and was now sitting in the conference room of JD Records.

Wayne, Valery, Ulrich, Alice, and the other heads were already seated and waiting.

Sharon stood by the door.

Dayo looked at the familiar faces he hadn't seen in a while and smiled.

"Alright, what are the numbers saying?"

Valery clicked, and the live numbers filled the projector:

TikTok: 12 million

Instagram: 10.6 million

X (Twitter): 6.2 million

YouTube: 3 million

Ulrich spoke first. "That's over thirty million followers in less than twenty-four hours, Jason."

Dayo kept his face calm. He watched the chart spike — lines shooting straight up.

Wayne tapped a tablet and pulled up streaming stats.

"Streams are up almost two hundred percent across the board. Old songs, album tracks, demos — everything. People started trending your older clips and pushing streams hard."

Dayo let that sink in.

He'd built this.

He knew the risk and the payoff.

He had planned to stay quiet a bit longer, but momentum didn't wait for plans.

"Good," he said finally. "Keep it up — but smart."

He turned to Valery.

"Focus on the music. I won't be releasing anything for a while. Don't let the old tracks fade. Push playlists, sync placements, radio — everything that gets those songs in front of ears again."

Valery nodded.

"We'll prioritize the catalog and playlist pitching. Push the top five singles first, then the deep cuts."

Dayo looked around the room.

"I don't want hype stunts or cheap fire. Organic reach, strong placements, and steady growth. Make sure our people in Asia coordinate with Min-Jae — the China and Korea teams need to push content that works in their markets."

Ulrich raised a point.

"Should we engage with the new follower surge directly? Responses, live Q&As?"

Dayo shook his head.

"Not yet. Let the accounts breathe for now. We harvest the attention with streams and placements. Later we decide what comes next."

Wayne leaned forward.

"You sure you don't want to ride the wave publicly?"

Dayo's stare was steady.

"I know what I'm doing. For now, protect the music. That's the asset. Everything else will follow."

They all nodded, focused and ready.

The spike on the screen was not just numbers — it was an engine.

Dayo swallowed and repeated the plan again, precise and calm.

Operation Comeback wasn't finished.

The room got to work.

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