NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 2
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Episode 2. Last Mission and New Beginning
The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
“Alright, attention. This is a friend who transferred here today. For introductions, um, would you like to do it yourself?”
When the teacher asked, Yeon-woo nodded his head.
“Hello, everyone. I’m Ryu Yeon-woo, transferred from Seoul. Please take care of me from now on.”
Wow!
Transfer students are always an interesting topic. Though it was an all-boys class, there was quite heated interest.
“Wow! Damn. He’s handsome.”
Though his face still had some baby fat, his looks were quite appealing by high school standards.
“Hey! Woo Seong-sik. What kind of language is that in front of the homeroom teacher?”
Having unconsciously blurted out profanity from the front seat, Seong-sik had his ears grabbed and groaned from early morning.
“This kid, stop being dramatic? I was just pretending to grab them, man.”
Soon the morning assembly ended, and with friends’ questions bombarding him every break, lunchtime quickly arrived.
For Yeon-woo from his past life, who had worked in covert operations and all kinds of field assignments, winning the hearts of spirited eighteen-year-old students was a piece of cake.
“Yeon-woo, how have you never played League of Legends? Did you live in the mountains instead of Seoul?”
“I can start playing now. Jun-su, you can teach me when we go to the PC bang after school.”
The only games Yeon-woo had played in his childhood were spinning top game and ttakji game, so there was no way he would have played video games.
***
Meanwhile, in a meeting room shrouded in darkness, a man was waiting to give his report.
Creak―.
Another man entered through the door that opened with an ominous sound like a scream due to lack of oil.
The waiting man stood up from his seat and bowed his head respectfully.
A fierce-looking man with intense eyes looked at him bowing and opened his heavy-seeming mouth.
“No… how many times do I have to tell you.”
At the chilling metallic voice coming from his throat, the body of the man waiting to report trembled slightly.
Click―.
“Why do you always turn off the lights? Let’s keep it bright. What is this, a dark organization?”
When the lights came on, the ominous atmosphere disappeared completely and the view of an ordinary office was revealed.
“Why are you turning off the lights ominously and playing mastermind games?”
“I’m sorry.”
The fierce-looking man shrugged his shoulders as if he couldn’t help it and went to his seat, plopping down heavily in the chair.
“Speak. Your report.”
“Regarding the two cases we handled previously, they have been completely incinerated.”
Hearing the report, the man nodded his head.
Then, he continued with his report.
“There was severe interference due to handling things secretly. So we need to be careful for a while.”
The man who had been nodding while listening to the report opened a drawer, took out an acupressure ball, and spoke again in his metallic voice.
“I haven’t been digesting well lately, so I need to do some acupressure like this. If there’s a blocked area, you need to stimulate it to clear it out so everything can circulate properly. Isn’t that why we exist?”
At the words of the man sitting in the head seat, the man giving the report silently bowed his head.
“Still, Jeon Su-hwan worked hard enough for that level. Did you send him off comfortably?”
“Yes. With a sniper rifle to the head…”
“Hey now, it’s almost meal time, so let’s not say cruel things that ruin the appetite.”
Cutting off the reporting man’s words, he fidgeted with the acupressure ball in his hand.
“This is all unavoidable for the greater cause. That guy just had bad luck.”
***
Yeon-woo had become quite close with the students, and with his excellent memory from his agent days, he approached students of the same grade regardless of gender, calling them by name first in a friendly manner.
During this time, he went to the PC bang with Jun-su as promised and played games together.
Despite his excellent reflexes, Yeon-woo was terrible at games, dying continuously and staring only at the gray screen throughout the entire game.
Friends came over to his house, and his parents and younger sister seemed relieved at Yeon-woo’s truly changed appearance.
“Yeon-woo, let’s go to coin karaoke.”
On the way home from school, Woo Seong-sik and Kim Jun-su naturally tagged along, putting their arms around Yeon-woo’s shoulders.
“Coin karaoke? What’s that?”
“Wow. Did you really live in the mountains instead of Seoul?”
Seong-sik and Jun-su made dumbfounded expressions at Yeon-woo’s words.
Yeon-woo had never been interested in singing, and by the time coin karaoke became widespread, he was already working in the overseas department.
After hearing Jun-su’s brief explanation, Yeon-woo made an expression as if he finally understood.
“Right, I’ve seen it in dramas.”
“Anyway, let’s go. How about it?”
Yeon-woo stroked his chin at Seong-sik’s words.
‘I was tone-deaf in my previous life, but maybe not in this life.’
Jeon Su-hwan from his previous life was generally good at everything across all fields, but his singing ability was the worst, so he had avoided it.
“Hmm, alright, let’s go.”
“See, that’s what’s great about Yeon-woo – he never backs out when we suggest doing something.”
***
“Yeon-woo, it’s good that you don’t back out, but you should probably decline singing from now on, no matter who asks.”
“Puhheup.”
This was the first taste of frustration since his reincarnation.
Jun-su was seriously shaking his head, while Seong-sik covered his mouth and desperately slapped his thigh.
“Singing doesn’t improve even with reincarnation.”
“Right. This seems like something that wouldn’t work even with reincarnation.”
No, that’s not it – the reincarnation already happened.
Yeon-woo hung his head, swallowing the rest of his words.
Regardless, the next song started and his friends began singing.
Time passed and the last song ended.
Of course, Yeon-woo had been a clapping robot the whole time.
“But why are you looking at the guide map so intently?”
Seong-sik asked Yeon-woo on their way out.
He found it curious that Yeon-woo was staring intently at the fire evacuation guide posted inside the karaoke room.
‘I’ve never seen anyone look at that so closely before.’
“It’s an occupational hazard.”
“Your occupation is student though?”
“Um… right.”
***
Time passed and midterm exams approached quickly.
‘It’s quite difficult to solve with just common sense, but I’m glad I studied bit by bit.’
Although Ryu Yeon-woo was a former agent armed with a brilliant mind and general knowledge across society, the curriculum was different and it would be difficult to solve all subjects without studying.
So he studied quite a bit, but still got three questions wrong.
Since Yeon-woo had been good enough at studying to enter Korea University in his previous life, this was somewhat expected for him, but of course the school was turned upside down.
“This is seriously game-breaking.”
“That face, that physique, and even those grades? Wow, the transfer student is insane.”
His friends looked at him with expressions of being fed up.
“Hey, what exactly can’t you do?”
During lunch time or PE class, Yeon-woo was flying around both the soccer field and basketball court.
Kim Jun-su answered on behalf of the question that came from behind Yeon-woo.
“This guy is really perfect at everything, but singing is…”
Puwup―.
Perhaps remembering that shocking day, Woo Seong-sik, who was next to him, spat out the water he was drinking.
Of course, his parents’ mouths were hanging from ear to ear and wouldn’t come down because of Yeon-woo’s grades.
However, his cute younger sister So-hyeon grumbled about what she was supposed to do now that he had suddenly raised their parents’ expectations so high.
***
“Phew, I need to handle this properly before it gets any later.”
Although a little over four months had passed since Yeon-woo’s reincarnation, he decided to carry out today what he thought was something that absolutely had to be done.
In this life, he planned to run forward to achieve his dream of becoming an actor, something he couldn’t try in his previous life.
To do that, it seemed necessary to completely cut off the connection to his past, starting from his heart.
Jeon Su-hwan from his previous life had been dispatched to extract information after receiving intelligence that illegal weapons trading had been detected in the Middle East region, and that it might possibly be North’s doing.
Along with an additionally dispatched agent, he had barely discovered a clue to the information, but died without being able to report to headquarters, leaving an uncomfortable feeling in one corner of his heart.
Today was the day to resolve that uncomfortable feeling and definitively settle his past.
For some reason, he kept feeling like it was something he absolutely had to do.
As a field agent, whenever he felt this way, ignoring it always led to regrettable situations, so he never ignored it.
Yeon-woo had prepared quite thoroughly to ensure that at least this new life he had gained wouldn’t suffer because of his previous life.
In the first place, unless one assumed the unbelievable event of reincarnation, there would be no way to connect it to his previous life, but it was still better to be certain.
Through preliminary reconnaissance, he grasped the geography and planned his route based on CCTV information he had gathered while hanging out with school friends at futsal games, coin karaoke, and various other places.
His destination was an old public phone booth located in a neighborhood quite far from his residence.
Yeon-woo first rummaged through his father’s drawers to prepare clothes of different styles.
He mixed them with his own clothes to complete various outfits and gathered all the bags in the house in one place.
He took his father’s largest hiking backpack first and put another bag containing one set of clothes inside it.
A method of continuously putting smaller bags inside the bag.
Like a Russian traditional matryoshka doll, he put a bag with clothes inside the bag, and then another bag with different clothes inside that bag before leaving the house.
The fully packed hiking backpack was quite heavy, as if he was carrying full military gear.
Yeon-woo then headed to another neighborhood by crossing the back mountain behind his house where he usually exercised, taking a route with as few CCTVs as possible.
He entered a shabby public housing apartment he had researched in advance and took out another bag from inside his backpack.
“Hmm, this one…”
Yeon-woo quickly changed clothes in the empty corridor, put his original clothes in the hiking backpack, and hid it well in a corner of the stairs leading to the apartment rooftop.
Then Yeon-woo emerged with the second bag, completely transformed with different clothes and hat from when he entered.
In his second appearance, he moved to the neighboring area through a route that avoided CCTVs as much as possible.
Arriving at the Old Commercial Building he had scouted beforehand, Yeon-woo went up to the 3rd Floor.
Using the same method as before, Yeon-woo stood in front of the now-closed and defunct Tailor Shop and disguised himself with a different outfit.
This time he wore a Hiking Mask and Sun Cap, making it difficult to even guess his age.
Using this method, he disguised himself several more times, even changing his gait as he walked, complicating his route before finally standing in front of the Public Phone at his final destination after several hours.
While it would take only fifteen minutes by bus, it took Yeon-woo several hours to get here.
Currently, he was acting as an old man with a hunched back, wearing Shabby Clothes, a mask, and a hat.
Yeon-woo put on Disposable Sanitary Gloves and inserted Coins that bore no fingerprints into the Public Phone.
Then he dialed a complex number that included sharp and asterisk symbols.
Soon the call connected and an ordinary phone counselor’s voice came through the receiver.
– This is Service Company. How may I help you?
“Product number 478-54221. Category is Yoon Dong-ju’s new path.”
Yeon-woo spoke the operation number and code phrase in a thickly modulated voice with monotone pitch.
Then after a few seconds of silence, an automated mechanical voice was heard.
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