I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 145

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Episode 145

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Even so, there wasn’t anyone in the industry these days who hadn’t heard Han Yeoreum’s name at least once.

 

She had survived between Geum Bitkang and Noh Jeongyeon, so everyone had reason to be impressed.

 

“Han Yeoreum, huh. This atmosphere is pretty heavy though. Will she be okay?”

 

“Right. The kid has more of a cute look…”

 

“Still, she’d probably be fine for a child role. She’s young too.”

 

“But I heard she’s good at Japanese? This could easily become a laughingstock… Maybe we should turn to an idol who’s more familiar with Japanese.”

 

While everyone was talking about Han Yeoreum, the Casting Director opened the synopsis once more.

 

‘Garand’ in the title was a type of gun. It was taken from the M1 Garand used by Korean and American forces in the Korean War.

 

 

 

The war for wealth starts now.

 

Seoul, reduced to ruins by war, and those who dream of a new era standing on those ruins.

 

Now that the class system has been abolished, who will rise to the top?

 

“Get your head straight. We only stepped on the same ground on the battlefield. Open your eyes and look clearly! You’re below, and I’m above.”

 

Gi Taeseok, a Korean War veteran, learned many things from the war. That getting shot doesn’t kill you in one go, that people can become infinitely vile the moment shells explode, that rainwater cupped in your hands tastes sweeter than anything.

 

Among all these, what taught him most deeply in his bones was none other than the life of the upper class. They showed Taeseok how to win without holding a gun.

 

Why didn’t father know that everything in the world can be achieved with money alone?

 

This poor homeland where hope has turned to ash and scattered in the wind – I’ll change it myself.

 

Taeseok, who erased all emotions and lived only for success, decided to teach himself greatness.

 

 

 

‘Hmm…’

 

 

 

“I just wanted to live. I just wanted to survive. I did my best with the choices I made.”

 

 

 

Korea’s Daisy was a bit more tenacious. Not the empty, fleeting Daisy, but a woman who tried to survive even in the midst of war. She was a character meant to express Korea’s zeitgeist.

 

The Casting Director recalled Seoryeong from episode 2 of . Seo Ryeong who seemed ready to crumble at any moment, as if everything was futile.

 

‘That’s closer to the original Daisy.’

 

But looking at her appearance in episode 1, she was innocent and willful. Like Yeonhuijae in .

 

‘When I imagine it, the feeling seems okay.’

 

Something felt like it was coming to him, but not quite.

 

Yeonhuijae was a very important character. She was the woman who created countless ‘whys’ for the protagonist Gi Taeseok.

 

Why must one survive?

 

Why must one succeed?

 

Why must one corner of the heart remain desolate even after having everything?

 

All the reasons that form the ups and downs of Gi Taeseok’s life come from Yeonhuijae.

 

‘That’s why the attention will inevitably be high.’

 

Though she only appears for 4 episodes, Yeonhuijae’s photo in Gi Taeseok’s necklace is always treasured.

 

In that form from back then, Huijae lives and breathes as the one reason that penetrates Taeseok’s life.

 

The Casting Director casually read through Yeonhuijae’s character introduction.

 

 

 

Yeonhuijae / Rio (, りお)

 

The character ‘hui’ meaning woman, and ‘jae’ meaning to exist.

 

Like her name, she wanted to tenaciously exist, stay, and live somewhere. Her life was a battlefield every day. Inexplicable high fevers, gasping breath from just a little running, pallor draining from her complexion. She had to constantly fight familiar pain.

 

Even so, Huijae wanted to live. She didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because she was following her name.

 

‘Jae’ meaning to exist. Huijae wanted to exist.

 

The day she first reached Gaichi after being in Naichi . On that land blazing tenaciously with desire for life, りお found the center of her own life.

 

On the dried-up Joseon land without a single tree, Huijae wanted to take root like a pear tree. It didn’t matter whose side it was.

 

 

 

A lovable materialist. That’s how Huijae could be described in one sentence. Huijae, the trophy wife and luxury item of Taejin, Taeseok’s rival.

 

Yeoreum promising the future in clumsy Korean while getting rained on was faintly drawn in her mind. Very vaguely.

 

“Well then, let’s wrap up here for today and prepare for the next meeting!”

 

‘Should I watch up to episode 3 and think about it?’

 

The Casting Director thought of Han Yeoreum and waited for episode 3 of that would air soon.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

And the broadcast day for episode 3 dawned.

 

“What is this?”

 

Before aired, Aetami, who was about to enter the Fire Board on her cell phone, couldn’t believe her eyes.

 

 

 

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-I’m so nervous, please… let’s hurry up, humanely speaking

 

-Waited like a dog for a whole week ㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜ

 

-Give us Strange Tales! Give us Strange Tales! Give us Strange Tales! Give us Strange Tales!

 

 

 

“No way, even before it airs…”

 

Everyone was enjoying even the time waiting for . They managed to blow up a Fire Board with just comments waiting for episode 3 to air.

 

With each episode, the firepower doubled in intensity.

 

Amidst the growing anticipation, the curtain rose on episode 3.

 

 

 

Chapter 3.

 

Virgin Ghost

 

 

 

Gray clouds covered the sky like they were dominating it. Even the moonlight was dim under that energy. The whole world was dusky.

 

Not even a bit of light came through.

 

Yunhui, lying in the narrow room, didn’t listen to Jeongan’s words. Without tearing even a single one of the talismans tucked thickly in his arms, he gritted his teeth and kept his eyes open.

 

Rustle rustle- rustle rustle rustle-.

 

He heard the sound of insects crawling by his ear. Yunhui put strength into his hands holding the blanket. He glared up at the empty ceiling with his eyes wide open.

 

Whooo…

 

Among the insect sounds, someone’s excited breathing could be heard. Yunhui wasn’t alone in this room. That breathing sound gradually got closer. Yunhui’s neck stiffened.

 

The moment veins stood out clearly on his neck.

 

Swoosh…

 

Something’s hair clung long to Yunhui’s forehead. And slowly to his eyelids, to the bridge of his nose… Yunhui squeezed his eyes shut at the black hair.

 

Everything was pitch black. The breathing sound was no longer heard. Had it passed now? Had he endured the evil things with his own strength? Yunhui’s heart beat anxiously.

 

When he slowly tried to open his eyes,

 

Hehehe! Hehehehehe! Hehehehehehehe!

 

Something that had been waiting was laughing crazily right in front of him. It bent its waist at Yunhui’s feet and giggled as if finding it ridiculous. Skin burned to a crisp, black eye sockets that were gouged out and empty, and a mouth grinning wide open.

 

“Ugh…”

 

A sigh soaked in terror flowed from between Yunhui’s teeth.

 

Hehe…

 

It slowly, very slowly…

 

Bent its waist and approached close to Yunhui’s face. Yunhui’s face was covered by that black, long hair.

 

“Gasp…”

 

Yunhui opened his eyes again. Was everything a dream once more? Yunhui’s hands, which had tried to overcome it with mental strength, trembled finely.

 

“The evil things are gradually getting closer…”

 

Yunhui muttered in a voice that sounded submerged in water. First flickering shadows, then toes that approached his feet, and finally to a distance where they faced each other.

 

It was coming to strangle Yunhui’s neck.

 

“Why.”

 

Yunhui lifted his head and sighed. His soaked nape swayed sadly. After biting his lips for a moment and resolving something, Yunhui got up from the bed.

 

Creak- As he opened the old door, the guard warriors immediately stood before Yunhui.

 

“Report to the Palace.”

 

Yunhui gazed at the distant blue sky. The dawn sky that was still dark before sunrise, blue enough to be chilling.

 

“Tell them that I have become very weak. That I see illusions, talk to myself… and my mind comes and goes.”

 

At those words, the guard warriors who had been bowing their heads urgently raised them.

 

“But, Your Highness!”

 

“Tell them so.”

 

Yunhui turned his head halfway as if scolding them. His gaze toward the guard warrior held firm resolve.

 

“How could…”

 

“And tell them I will recuperate here for a while. Add that it seems my mind and body have weakened.”

 

The sun slowly rose from far away. As if they were evil things that couldn’t set foot on this land, the east where Yunhui’s face was turned was bright.

 

“And we’re going to Baek Yeongji.”

 

Only then did the guard warriors seem to understand Yunhui’s intention and bowed their heads to receive the command. Yunhui turned his head to take in the sky.

 

His eyes touched by light sparkled, forgetting last night’s terror.

 

If he went to the place where Seonghui’s footsteps first headed, it seemed like some clue would emerge. A steep cliff appeared before Yunhui.

 

It was as distant as the future Yunhui would have to overcome.

 

Just like that, Yunhui shook hands with one of the guard warriors as if telling him to go carefully.

 

The time they held each other’s hands was unusually long.

 

The screen captured him as if looking down at Yunhui from a high place. Under the brightening sky, Yunhui looking down from the green peak appeared like a monarch ruling this world.

 

“Make sure to properly convey this to Father.”

 

“Yes! Your Highness!”

 

Watching the back of the guard warrior hurrying toward the Palace on his Black Horse, Yunhui took a deep breath.

 

“Well then, shall we go.”

 

They set their destination in the opposite direction from Cheonmaekji.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

On the Mountain Path where lush trees densely filled the sky, only silence flowed for the two people walking forward. Myeongdo, who had been walking three steps behind Seoryeong, asked.

 

“Your luggage looks very heavy, let me carry it.”

 

Unlike the considerably tall Myeongdo who was carrying a simple cotton Bundle, Seoryeong, who barely reached his chest, was carrying a Large Bundle.

 

“No need. What reason do I have to trust you?”

 

But Seoryeong coldly refused. Myeongdo, who had been walking three steps behind, approached Seoryeong’s side with wide strides.

 

“We haven’t finished our introductions yet. Since we must walk a long road together, please tell me your name.”

 

“You don’t need to know.”

 

Seoryeong tried to get several steps ahead of Myeongdo again with quick steps.

 

But it was futile. Myeongdo easily caught up to Seoryeong with his long legs.

 

“Please tell me your name.”

 

Myeongdo spoke once more in a serious voice. Seoryeong frowned.

 

“There’s no such thing.”

 

“How can you not have a name.”

 

At Seoryeong’s continued refusal, Myeongdo sighed softly and spoke. It was the polite tone characteristic of the well-educated, but Seoryeong snapped irritably.

 

“Hey, what’s all that about? A name only exists when someone calls me, right? You’ll have no occasion to call my name. You dare not speak to me first about anything. There’s no greater honor than me taking you along. Don’t you know your place?”

 

Her attitude of drawing a line with Myeongdo, who was much taller than her, while lifting her head was clear. Seoryeong spoke with emphasis on each word.

 

“Superior commands, subordinate obeys. When I speak, you just follow. Engrave it in your mind.”

 

Unlike her gaze, the motion of hitting Myeongdo’s shoulder beside her was trivial. Seoryeong, who tried to push Myeongdo with her whole body, tumbled to the ground against his solid forearm.

 

“Ah!”

 

Since she was carrying heavy luggage, the recoil was that much stronger. Seoryeong fell to the ground and struggled. Myeongdo lifted Seoryeong up with a calm expression.

 

His touch was rough as he knelt down and brushed the dirt off Seoryeong’s dusty knees.

 

“In Military Strategy, the most important thing is information sharing among allies. While it’s true that I follow you, shouldn’t we know at least basic information to get through the worst situations?”

 

Meeting her gaze, Myeongdo asked politely once again.

 

“So please tell me your name.”

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