There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 10

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Episode 10

“You understood that inferiority complex explosion? You? You, who are the very antithesis of inferiority complex? Don’t bullshit me, seriously.”

Weon spoke as if pouring out his resentment.

“Do I look like a one-day, two-day thing to you? It’s already been 12 years from trainee days until now, you bastard. You’ve been the top ace since joining the company, so who are you trying to deceive?!”

“…I told you to fix that way of speaking. That’ll all come out on broadcasts eventually.”

Doha glared at Weon with eyes that said he was pathetically hopeless.

“I hide it well.”

“You’ll get caught eventually.”

“I’ll handle myself so I don’t slip up, so just answer me.”

“…You’re really stubborn too.”

Doha shook his head as if fed up and closed his eyes.

“How could I not know inferiority complex.”

“!”

“It’s what I feel every time I see you guys.”

Weon turned his head in surprise to look at Doha.

He couldn’t believe it at all.

Lee Doha, who had only heard that he was born to be an idol, feeling inferiority complex?

He was so perfect that even Doha’s antis could only nitpick with forced complaints like ‘he’s pretentious’, ‘it must all be fake’, ‘nothing about his private life or past is known’ – that legendary Lee Doha?

“You??? You, Lee Doha, felt inferiority complex looking at us?? Why on earth? When? How?”

Weon asked back with a dumbfounded face.

“D-don’t tell me you were jealous of my perfect face…? Was your type actually my face…?”

“Just die.”

At Doha’s sincere words, Weon pretended to be hurt then slyly moved his butt to snuggle a bit closer to Doha.

Before he knew it, Weon had half-raised his body, propping his chin on his hand as he looked down at Doha.

Looking this way and that, he couldn’t understand what this perfect guy was talking about.

“Then what is it. What could you possibly be lacking. You greedy, sinful bastard.”

“…”

At Weon’s incredulous voice, Doha chuckled.

“…A place to return to.”

“!”

“You guys… have a place to return to. No matter what mistakes you make, they’ll unconditionally take your side.”

When the whole world turns its back on us.

Right now everyone is looking at us, but someday there will come a moment when no one remembers us.

A place to return to at exactly that time.

Doha knew that the greater the love he received from the public, the greater the hatred and disappointment he would receive when he made mistakes.

That’s why he envied the members even more.

The members had the most reliable families, and he knew they would unconditionally embrace the members even if they made mistakes.

“When fans turn their backs, I really have nowhere to return to…”

Doha added as if muttering.

At the end of that voice.

Rather than answering hastily, Weon.

Thud.

“??”

Kicked his old friend in the ribs with his foot.

“What are you doing right now…?”

Savoring Doha’s expression of utter bewilderment, Weon grinned.

He knew well that he was the only person who could see the legendary Lee Doha make such an honest expression.

“Why don’t you have a place to return to, you bastard. Are you trying to make your place to return to feel sad?”

“!”

* * *

The moment she heard up to there.

Yewon climbed straight up onto the bed.

For some reason, she had an intuition that she shouldn’t listen any further from here.

“…”

So that was it.

Because he thought he had nowhere to return to. That’s why he didn’t open his heart to anyone.

Being cold to Ian who said he wanted to rest was also because he didn’t want to disappoint the fans.

Yewon buried her face deep in the pillow.

She understood Doha’s heart better than anyone.

Knowing that when she disappointed people in the world, there was nowhere for her to hide – she had struggled desperately not to disappoint them even a little bit.

‘…Then.’

My existence.

Must not become the world’s disappointment.

Yewon began to think quickly.

My existence shouldn’t be the world’s disappointment, but rather should become an opportunity for the world to like Lee Doha more.

‘…And someday.’

I want to become a place for Uncle Doha to return to as well.

Like Uncle Weon.

…But before that, first.

‘I need to get Uncle Weon to move into the dorm quickly. For everyone’s sake.’

Looking at the current situation, it seemed like it would be entirely possible with just a very small opportunity.

The two of them seemed much more… on good terms than expected.

They were just bickering, but the affection underlying it seemed deep.

‘Then I’ll have to create that opportunity.’

As quickly as possible.

* * *

“Guys~! I’m here~!”

It was well into the night when Yeongeo burst into Doha’s house.

He appeared with bags labeled ‘Jangchungdong Daewang Jokbal’ in both hands, smiling brightly.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Of course, the three people who greeted him didn’t have bright expressions at all.

“Uh, um…? W-why is the atmosphere in this house so gloomy…”

Yeongeo trailed off, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Even though they had sent Weon, the only bright and good-natured(?) one in GLEET, to liven up the mood.

It seemed like something hadn’t gone well.

‘…W-why do even you, Weon, have such a gloomy face…!’

Yeongeo felt like biting his tongue.

Even Weon, whose energy almost never dropped, was in this state. There really was no hope for this house.

“Did you buy jokbal… Did you buy bossam…”

“I bought half jokbal, half garlic bossam, and a large fruit naengmyeon! Don’t I know your tastes?”

“Well done…”

Weon took the jokbal from Yeongeo with a crawling voice and shuffled to the dining table. Doha also quietly followed behind Weon.

“…?!”

Yeongeo was flustered, then quickly grabbed Yewon and whispered.

“Y-Yewon. Did something happen while uncle was away…?”

Looking at the situation, he’s the same age as the uncles but chose to call himself uncle… How tearful…

Yewon looked at Yeongeo with pitying eyes once, then sighed.

“They both cried. And hugged each other.”

“!!!”

Those guys who wouldn’t bleed even if you stabbed them actually cried?!

Yeongeo felt a chill run down his spine for some reason.

“Why, why did they cry…?”

“Because they love each other so much?”

“…?????”

It was the most ear-doubting thing he’d heard all year.

When Yeongeo looked at Yewon with eyes that absolutely couldn’t believe it, Yewon just shrugged her shoulders.

It’s true though.

Believe it or not, do whatever you want.

* * *

And so, in that pit of suspicion, the four people quietly began eating jokbal and bossam.

“Hey, Yewon. You can’t eat spicy jokbal, right? So unfortunate. This amazing taste.”

“…”

At Weon’s playful voice, Yewon quietly sharpened her knife inside.

Actually, Yewon’s favorite menu items were spicy jokbal, spicy tteokbokki, and other very spicy things.

But.

‘If a 7-year-old says she likes spicy food, that would be complete character breakdown.’

As an actor, ‘character breakdown’ was something that made no sense.

“Yes. I can’t eat it. Spicy food makes my tummy hurt!”

“Wow. Totally pitiful.”

Weon put spicy jokbal in his mouth with a chomp, with a face that wasn’t pitiful at all.

With a face like ‘You’re jealous, right? Dying of jealousy, right?’

“…”

Really so annoying I could die.

Yewon smiled brightly while quietly muttering curses inside.

“I told you not to come, why did you come again? I said rest. If you do this, I feel bad and can’t give you work either.”

Then, Doha looked at Yeongeo and spoke in a cold voice.

“I, I didn’t come because I wanted to either…”

“Hey, he’s also a working person, would he have wanted to come to a bleak bastard like you on a holiday? Just looking at his face, he obviously came because he has something to say.”

“Something to say?”

At Weon’s words, Doha frowned and looked at Yeongeo.

“Well. The CEO asked… how things were going…”

“!”

Roughly hearing the situation, it seemed like meeting Fake Uncle and reaching an agreement was something only the manager and Uncle Doha had handled together.

But now… it’s all reached the CEO’s ears.

Yewon quietly pretended not to know and just ate bossam.

Well, after all that chaos at the funeral home, there’s no way the entertainment agency CEO wouldn’t know.

‘…The CEO must also be the one who’s prevented articles from coming out until now.’

Having worked in the entertainment industry, Yewon wasn’t ignorant of how the entertainment world worked.

“Looks like he went and spilled everything. As expected of the CEO’s nephew. Yeah.”

“Spilled everything?”

Just as Doha’s expression was about to harden menacingly.

“I, I did spill everything!! But that’s not necessarily a bad thing!!!”

Yeongeo quickly squeezed his eyes shut and confessed.

“What’s not bad about it. Huh? You internal spy, secret agent, informant, traitor. What’s not bad about it. This is why there’s not a single trustworthy person in this world. Yeah.”

Under Weon’s light (but content that was anything but light) scolding and.

“…”

Doha’s murderous gaze.

“It’s true!!! After the CEO heard the whole situation, he said ‘That worked out very well’!!!”

…Worked out very well?

What the hell is he talking about?

All three people simultaneously dropped their jokbal and turned to look at Yeongeo.

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