NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 24

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Episode 24. Hawaii

“Oh my, what should we do. It’s actor Son Jin-wook.”

“The person next to him must be that person. That hot high school actor these days.”

 

He could hear the flight attendants whispering in small voices from the front.

 

Yeon-woo took selfies with the excited flight attendants who were thrilled about the hot actors boarding, then sat in business class.

 

In his past life, Yeon-woo had often flown not only civilian aircraft but also military planes, and even had to pilot light aircraft himself, but this was his first time receiving such attention from flight attendants.

 

So-hyeon, who pulled out an eye mask as soon as she boarded to sleep, fell fast asleep snoring peacefully, making his worries seem pointless, and only woke up briefly when the in-flight meal was served before falling asleep again.

 

On the other side, An Jun-ho was ordering and drinking alcohol for who knows how many times already.

 

“Jun-ho hyung, you’re going to get drunk before we even arrive?”

“Ahh, refreshing. Why do I love alcohol so much? But I restrained myself during filming, so now I need to let loose.”

 

Time passed and the aircraft carrying Yeon-woo and his group extended its landing gear and touched down on the runway at Daniel K. Inouye Airport.

 

Seeing Han So-hyeon finally stretching and getting up, Yeon-woo laughed in disbelief.

 

“Are you really someone who’s afraid of flying?”

“Heh, when you’re scared, you naturally sleep.”

 

Soon the plane was connected to the airport, and the group, exhausted from the long flight and wanting to get off as quickly as possible, stood up in a line.

 

Yeon-woo and his group exited through the connected gate and stood in line for immigration.

 

“They won’t ask complicated questions, right?”

 

Min-su, saying this was his first time entering US territory, was worried after searching up the notoriously strict US immigration inspection.

 

“Min-su hyung, since we’re a group, there probably won’t be many questions. Korean passport power is strong.”

 

Min-su nodded and the staff members passed through one by one, and as Yeon-woo said, they passed without many questions.

 

“Wow, Yeon-woo speaks English well too?”

 

An Jun-ho, who was standing behind Yeon-woo, was impressed seeing Yeon-woo exchange quite a few words with the immigration officer while smiling.

 

Then Jin-wook, who had finished immigration and appeared from behind, answered on Yeon-woo’s behalf while putting his arm around Jun-ho’s shoulders.

 

“Not surprising, he’s first in his class.”

 

When the group dragged their suitcases out to the departure area, unexpectedly there weren’t many people, but several Korean residents were welcoming them with placards.

 

Most were fans of Jin-wook, who had gained some international recognition through ‘Your Name’.

 

Jin-wook approached the fans waving his name and provided fan service by taking photos and giving autographs.

 

“Thank you, thank you.”

 

An Jun-ho watched this scene and patted Yeon-woo’s shoulder.

 

“If we keep acting for a few years, we’ll have days when we film works that blow up overseas too, right? It’s amazing. Seeing people recognize Jin-wook hyung even in foreign countries.”

“Hmm, Korean content is trending these days, so maybe the next work will blow up right away.”

 

Hearing Yeon-woo’s words, An Jun-ho grinned, wondering ‘Will it really?’

 

After that, following the guide’s directions, they moved to the hotel with the staff to recover from travel fatigue.

 

The next morning, after eating breakfast and resting in his room, someone knocked on Yeon-woo’s door.

When he opened the door, Jin-wook and Jun-ho were standing there, already fully prepared to go out.

 

“Yeon-woo, we’re going to do that live ammunition shooting I mentioned before with the staff. Want to come with us?”

 

Shooting… He had shot enough to be sick of it and didn’t need to enjoy it as a hobby, but Yeon-woo, who had nothing particular to do, nodded.

 

“Hmm, sounds good. What about So-hyeon sister?”

“She said loud noises are scary, so she’s playing at the hotel swimming pool with Writer Choi.”

 

Hearing that, Yeon-woo suddenly wanted to leisurely lie on a hotel pool sunbed and rest, but since he had already decided to go, he chose to move.

 

“Just a moment. I’ll quickly put on some clothes and come out.”

 

Yeon-woo put on clothes suitable for activities and came out after slathering sunscreen all over his body.

 

“Did you guys apply sunscreen properly? Hawaiian sunlight is tremendous.”

“Ah, I applied it roughly.”

 

Yeon-woo handed sunblock to Jun-ho, telling him to apply it thoroughly to every corner that wasn’t covered.

 

Yeon-woo nagged at An Jun-ho, who had a careless personality, making him apply it to every corner.

 

“If you do it carelessly, you’ll be in big trouble, you know? Your skin will turn like the Polish flag. You didn’t apply it here either. Apply it here too.”

“Geez, Yeon-woo nagging is just like my father.”

“You’ll get skin cancer. Skin cancer.”

 

Jin-wook watched Jun-ho shaking his head saying he understood the nagging, and laughed saying he had met his match.

 

They came down to the hotel lobby, got in a car with the waiting staff, and arrived at an outdoor shooting range near Waikiki.

 

“Oh, so this is the shooting range. I can already hear gunshots.”

“Wow, it’s been so long since I finished reserve forces that I can’t even remember when I last shot.”

“Alright, follow me this way. We’ll do safety training first before proceeding.”

 

After receiving brief safety training, the group looked at the displayed guns and pondered when the guide told them to choose which gun they wanted to try.

 

“I’ll go with the Glock 19.”

 

Yeon-woo ordered a familiar pistol he had used extensively on filming sets without much deliberation.

 

“Good. That’s a nice choice.”

 

The staff member commented on Yeon-woo’s selection.

 

Despite its rugged appearance, it was a pistol adopted by various countries for its lightweight, sturdy build and excellent durability. It was also the model used by Korea’s Presidential Security Service.

 

“Won’t you try a rifle? We have many with great feel.”

“Hmm.”

Yeonwoo stroked his chin as he pondered.

“I could give you a recommendation if you’d like.”

The well-built middle-aged employee in charge of Yeonwoo said this while organizing the safety glasses, shooting headphones, plate carrier, and other equipment that Yeonwoo would be using.

“Oh ho, that’s unexpected! A Korean guy ordering an Italian piece.”

 

The middle-aged staff member put the Beretta and Glock that Yeon-woo ordered, along with bullets, into a hard gun case and helped Yeon-woo put on the plate carrier.

 

“Mm, this brings back memories somehow.”

 

Various thoughts crossed Yeon-woo’s mind as he wore tactical protective gear for the first time in a while.

 

“What? Yeon-woo already chose?”

“What? Yeonwoo already picked one?”

“How did you manage to pick something with such a difficult name?”

Director Kang In-chan, who was watching from the side, answered Jin-wook’s question instead.

“Haha, I have a bit of interest in this area…”

Though he had lived a past life where guns were a constant companion rather than just a hobby, he scratched his head and made excuses to the staff members who were looking at Yeonwoo strangely.

The other staff members, who were also military reservists but only knew the M16 and K2 rifles, ended up mostly choosing whatever the employees recommended, and after receiving another safety briefing and putting on protective gear, they entered the shooting range.

“Yeongchan, you just got discharged, so you go first and take a shot. Let’s show them the true strength of Korea’s reserves.”

Cinematographer Kang In-chan patted the back of the youngest member of the camera crew, who had recently been discharged from military service.

“Yes, Director. Just trust me!”

With the help of staff, I took ammunition from the ammo box, loaded it, and started shooting with the pistol.

“Whoa.”

 

Kim Young-chan was startled by the strong recoil from the small barrel after firing just one shot.

 

The staff laughed at his bewildered expression.

 

Young-chan calmly fired at the distant target again.

 

He fired a total of 15 shots and returned.

I fired a total of 15 shots and came back.

Youngchan’s targets delivered automatically at high speed.

Of those, thirteen shots hit the target, but most were off-center.

“This is pretty good shooting. Most ordinary people find it difficult to hit a target with a pistol.”

The shooting range employee comforted Yeongchan.

The staff members who boldly stepped up next mostly shot similarly, and Ahn Jun-ho even fired fifteen rounds but only had three holes in his target.

I tried to insist that it went through because I shot the same spot twice, but nobody bought it.

“Hey, Jimmy. Isn’t that too racist? Keke. Bows, that’s funny though.”

“Good grief, they’re gawking at each other without even getting close to the center. If they’re Asians, they’ll probably just shoot arrows like the primitive bunch they are.”

Just then, An Jun-ho, who had returned after spectacularly botching his shooting, called out to Yeon-woo.

 

“Ehehe. There’s another guy who hasn’t served yet besides me, Yeon-woo. It’s your turn.”

 

Yeon-woo took the pistol from the gun case and skillfully loaded the bullets.

 

Click—, clack!

 

The way he pulled the slide was anything but ordinary.

 

Then Yeon-woo began shooting in a perfect stance with both arms forming an isosceles triangle.

 

Bang—!

Then Yeonwoo begins shooting in perfect form, with both arms forming an isosceles triangle.

Bang—!

Bang—! Bang—!

First, he zeroed in the sights, then fired rapidly at quite a fast pace.

“Woooow.”

The shooting range staff applauded his jaw-dropping stance and perfect rapid fire, and his companions were amazed.

“What’s with that kid, is he really a high school student?”

Yeonwoo, who had quickly fired fifteen shots, returned to his group and soon after the target sheets arrived.

“Wow. The customers. That’s impressive, isn’t it?”

 

The target paper handed over by the staff showed bullet holes forming a beautiful grouping right in the center of the target, creating a cross pattern.

 

“This is definitely the highest score of today’s shooting.”

“Wow! Yeon-woo is boosting our morale. Why are you so good at shooting too?”

“Hahaha.”

 

Yeon-woo had nothing else to say, so he just scratched his head.

 

The rifle shooting that followed was the same.

 

All South Korean Reserve Forces members had received military shooting training, so their accuracy was generally good compared to typical foreign guests, but Yeon-woo was undoubtedly the best.

 

“My goodness, a perfect score.”

“Is this really your first time shooting? That’s amazing.”

 

Not only his companions but also the staff were amazed by his near-perfect shooting skills.

 

“Sir, you must have learned shooting somewhere?”

 

At the staff member’s question, Yeon-woo gazed thoughtfully at a brown-haired middle-aged man standing with his mouth agape in the next shooting lane before answering.

 

“No. This is my first time shooting. Maybe it’s because Koreans are a people who are good with bows.”

 

Yeon-woo chuckled as he organized the gun case.

 

The staff members who had completed their military service gave him thumbs up, saying he was amazing and could even earn commendation leave in the army, while Yeon-woo and Jun-ho, who hadn’t served yet, felt somewhat bitter thinking about military service.

 

 

In the afternoon, the ‘Summer’s Closet’ team finished their sightseeing schedule by taking a cruise ship together and decided to rest individually at the hotel. Yeon-woo stepped out in front of the hotel to take a simple walk while feeling the night breeze.

 

He saw a familiar silhouette in the distance.

Han So-hyeon with her snow-white skin reflecting the light spilling from the convenience store, and Writer Choi Mi-hyeon who came out with her.

 

‘Are they hungry?’

 

Feeling happy to see them by chance outside the hotel, Yeon-woo approached to greet them, but then he saw some sturdy young men who appeared to be locals approaching them.

 

“Surely a cliché situation won’t happen, right?”

 

But it was a much more plausible situation than Yeon-woo had thought.

 

Although it was a tourist destination, it was obvious that in a foreign land with worse security than Korea, men would approach women with clearly beautiful appearances to make advances.

 

They didn’t seem to have particularly ill intentions, but it was a dark night street, and it could feel sufficiently threatening to So-hyeon and Writer Choi.

 

Yeon-woo quickly crossed the street and approached them, speaking to the men in fluent English.

 

“Hey, mate. Is there a problem? I’m with them.”

 

Han So-hyeon, who had been slightly frightened, looked back.

 

“Yeon-woo!”

 

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