There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 136

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Episode 136
‘Why on earth is the Quest content like this…?!’
The penalty for failure is ‘being dragged to the Haion Group and walking the path of a management slave’?!
No, if you’re a manager, you’re a manager—why a management slave?
Why is the wording so intense? Yewon was genuinely flustered.
Why don’t I have any normal adults around me?
Yewon looked up at Taejung with pleading eyes.
‘Please refuse, Grandfather…! I might get dragged into that family…!’
Please!
I’d have to complete the Quest eventually, but I wasn’t about to do it tonight!
I need some time to mentally prepare myself!
“Oh, no. I couldn’t possibly impose like that…”
“Actually, I raised three sons on my own, so I know how difficult it is to raise a child. What’s better than having good neighbors? Sigh. My boys are all grown up and never visit home anymore…. I miss hearing a child’s laughter so much…. The loneliness is beyond words.”
“…Oh, no…. Please don’t cry….”
“Sniff!”
As Mrs. Ju wiped away a tear, Taejung stammered and couldn’t refuse.
He was naturally very weak to a woman’s tears.
“I, I’ll come. Just for one meal….”
“One meal becomes two, and two become three. Come with a light heart.”
“!?!?”
Where is there such a rule…!
“I’m joking. It’s just ‘casually’ one meal, you know. Anyway, what does our little lady like?”
“I, I eat everything….”
“My goodness. How can there be such a well-behaved child who doesn’t even have picky eating habits! Your little lady’s family is truly blessed.”
“We are blessed indeed. Haha.”
At Taejung’s calm response, Yewon let out a deep sigh.
‘…Ugh.’
It was going to be a difficult weekend.
* * *
That evening.
-You’re having dinner at the home of the person who just moved into the lower floor?
Taejung reported to Lee Doha about tonight’s dinner plans.
And Yewon was listening alongside him on speakerphone.
“I see. The person downstairs is very warm-hearted…. If it becomes too uncomfortable, I can try to refuse even now.”
“!”
At those words, color returned to Yewon’s face.
If Uncle refused on her behalf, that would work!
-No. As long as Yewon is fine with it, it doesn’t matter to me.
“Fortunately, Yewon said she was fine with it.”
“?!”
When did I ever say that?!
Yewon turned to Taejung with an aggrieved expression.
-Well, I don’t mind either. It’s surprising to find someone like that in this day and age.
No, Uncle. You should refuse…!
As Yewon’s last hope crumbled, she let out a long sigh.
At this point, it felt like I had to accept it as fate.
“I was surprised too, but… well, there’s nothing wrong with being on good terms with a neighbor, right?”
-That’s true. Have a good time. After dinner, could you help Yewon memorize her script? I usually do it, but….
“We already practiced plenty this afternoon, so don’t worry. Yewon is a genius of the century. There’s nothing left for me to help with. If things go like this, I’ll see her at Cannes soon.”
-Yewon is a bit like that, isn’t she.
“….”
What kind of burdensome praise is this, right in front of someone…!!!
Yewon’s face flushed crimson as she grabbed Taejung’s sleeve.
“Huh? Do you want to greet Uncle too, Yewon?”
“Yes.”
-Oh, Yewon. Do you have something to say to Uncle? Does Uncle need to come back? Should Uncle leave now?
“…Isn’t Uncle in the middle of a concert rehearsal right now?”
-That’s right. But if you need Uncle, I should go.
“You can’t say things like that, Uncle. Don’t ever say that again.”
Yewon spoke firmly.
If the fans heard that, Uncle would be in big trouble!
-Uh….
Yewon paused to think for a moment.
If she just said one word right now—’Can’t I refuse that invitation?’—both of them would refuse immediately.
But….
‘I should take this chance to see what kind of person he is.’
At least I could scout out whether he’s someone who would trouble my uncles.
‘Times like this are when I need to be stronger and protect my uncles!’
I won’t become weak just because my uncles aren’t here!
Yewon made the resolve once more.
“I’m fine, so go have a good concert, Uncle.”
-Are you really okay without Uncle…?
“I already told you, Uncle.”
Yewon added with spirit.
“Good relationships need a bit of distance.”
-….
From the other end of the phone, Lee Doha’s sorrowful sigh could be heard.
No matter how many times you heard it, it sounded sorrowful.
And.
“….”
Taejung, standing beside her, also seemed wounded by her words, his head drooping dejectedly.
But Yewon was resolute.
Just one meal.
There was no need to involve Uncle.
* * *
And shortly after, Yewon found herself regretting her decision.
‘Should I have just said I needed Uncle?’
Because.
“Come now, dear. Try this too. I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I prepared everything.”
First, what she’d called “just a light meal” was far too elaborate—a feast fit for royalty.
‘…Who calls this a light meal…!’
Yewon’s mouth fell open at the sheer magnificence of the spread before her, something she’d only ever seen in movies.
Wasn’t this basically a royal banquet table?
“Mother, the child seems overwhelmed. Perhaps we should let her eat at her own pace.”
“Hoho. What would you know about raising children? Endlessly urging food upon others is a grandmother’s prerogative.”
…And second, there was a suspicious mafia-like uncle sitting right next to this stalker grandmother!
Just moments ago.
‘Haha. This is my disappointing second son. He showed up without warning. Haha… I’m terribly sorry. We were planning to eat the three of us, but this tactless fellow just had to join in… Hahahaha….’
‘I sincerely apologize. I had no idea you’d have a guest today.’
At Mrs. Ju and Yusong’s exceedingly polite words, Taejung and Yewon were taken aback.
But since they’d already entered the house, there was no escaping, so they could only nod reluctantly.
‘So this uncle is….’
My father?
The one who never once came to see me in my fourteen years?
The moment Yewon saw Yusong, she instantly recognized him as that strange uncle she’d seen at the cafe.
‘I thought something was off about him. He was scouting me out.’
Yewon looked at Mrs. Ju once, then at Yusong once more.
…These restroom stalkers were my family.
This was somehow….
Yewon felt deflated.
The start of all this felt rather off….
“What a coincidence. Meeting again like this.”
“….”
At Yusong’s almost robotic, clunky greeting, Yewon found herself momentarily at a loss for words.
He really can’t act!
My acting genes definitely came from Mother!
“…Yes. What a coincidence indeed.”
Yewon answered without bothering to hide her reluctance.
“They say when coincidence repeats, it becomes fate.”
“Huh? I don’t know complicated stuff like that!”
“….”
What fate are you talking about!
Yewon laughed brightly and shut down the conversation with an iron wall.
“Eat plenty, Yewon. Grandmother prepared all of this herself.”
Then Mrs. Ju, sensing something unusual in the atmosphere, interjected.
‘I don’t know what it is, but those two definitely have something going on!’
“Thank you. I’ll enjoy this meal.”
And so the meal began in earnest.
Yewon continued to stare at the suspiciously handsome uncle before her.
Today he wore no glasses, no mafia-like formal suit.
A light beige knit sweater and his neatly arranged hair barely neutralized his brutal impression.
Yewon examined the suspicious uncle before her with a reluctant heart.
Looking closely, she began to notice subtle similarities between them.
Yewon was ambidextrous, and this uncle was ambidextrous too.
Yewon’s favorite was grilled cutlassfish, and this uncle carefully deboned the fish and diligently—though inconspicuously—pushed the meat toward Yewon’s side of the table.
Beyond that, whenever Yewon’s cup emptied, he poured water in a single second, constantly watched what she was eating, and subtly placed choice cuts of meat in front of her plate.
Each action was careful, yet his intention to look after Yewon was unmistakable.
Watching Yusong’s behavior, Yewon felt confused.
‘….’
I can’t understand this.
Why didn’t he search for me in my past life, when he cares for me this much?
With the Haion Group, finding me would have been easy.
Why on earth didn’t he?
‘He definitely has some ulterior motive!’
I’ll find out what it is, no matter what!
As Yewon’s distrust continued to grow.
* * *
Yusong, for his part, was making constant efforts to hide his trembling hands.
The reason he ended up at this gathering was—
[CEO]
[The Madam’s location matches your daughter’s address]
He had been tracking Mrs. Ju’s phone location in advance, so he noticed something amiss and rushed over immediately.
‘I was right to keep monitoring Mother.’
He had anticipated she would cause trouble.
Through this tracking, he discovered that Mrs. Ju had purchased the entire floor directly below Yewon’s house and the floor below that as well.
‘I told you to break that habit of solving everything with money.’
‘What else can I do when money is all I have?’
‘Stay away from the child. Immediately. I don’t wish to resort to forcibly dragging you out.’
‘Ha! Is that so? You’re going to act like that? Yewon is supposed to come to our house for dinner later anyway. Should I cancel that too?’
‘….’
In the end, Yusong acknowledged his defeat.
In haste, he’d sought out a renowned image consultant and received coaching to appear as a “good father, caring father”—letting his hair down and even donning pastel-toned knitwear he’d never worn in his life.
And yet.
‘…Have I somehow made myself unlikeable?’
His daughter regarded him with a flatfish stare, rendering all his efforts meaningless.
He could tell she deeply disapproved of him, but he couldn’t fathom why.
‘…This is exactly why I wanted to take things slowly.’
Yusong felt as though his breath was being strangled.
Why did his daughter look at him that way with those soft cheeks and round eyes?
With eyes identical to Seoha’s—the most virtuous and beautiful eyes in the world.
‘Could it be that?’
Could his daughter disapprove of him for the same reason Seoha did?
Finally, Yusong hesitated before speaking.
“…Perhaps.”
“Yes?”
Yewon seemed startled that Yusong had addressed her.
“…Is it this hair? Would it be better if I put it back up?”
Now that he thought about it, Seoha had once told him, “Don’t let your hair down. It’s obvious you’re trying to look good.”
“….”
And in that moment.
Yusong saw contempt added to the look in his daughter’s eyes as she gazed at him.

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