There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 191

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Part 2, Episode 17
Yet he didn’t spare Yewon even a glance, exhaling a short breath instead.
He felt a strange regret at having inserted himself into the situation in the first place.
“Wow, what is this. Yoo Eun-o. You’ve been acting cold since last time.”
“Hey, this isn’t right.”
The cluster of third-year students watching from behind voiced their grievances all at once.
“Look behind you.”
“!”
At those words, the group spun around in alarm.
There was—
“…!”
A boy holding a smartphone, recording this entire scene.
‘…Hyun Siwoo…?’
What was he doing here?
Despite all eyes turning to him, Siwoo stared at his phone screen with complete calm.
“Ah, caught.”
He added the words in a tone that showed no surprise whatsoever.
“Keep going. The composition was pretty good.”
Siwoo tapped the screen regretfully, and the recording stopped with a soft chime.
He slipped the phone into his pocket without a care and walked toward Yewon with lazy strides.
Passing by Eun-o, he came to stand at her side.
“Give me your email address. I’ll send it to you.”
He made an absurd proposal.
“……?”
Usually people asked for a phone number, didn’t they?
An email address?
And wouldn’t most people just use Bluetooth or AirDrop or something like that?
“Smartphones are banned within school.”
Yoo Eun-o, as if he’d touched something filthy, brushed off Kim Hyun-uk’s hand and spoke to Siwoo.
“Isn’t school bullying and forced club participation also banned within school?”
Well done!
Yewon felt genuine admiration for Siwoo.
She’d thought he was just some earnest fool, but here he was!
“Of course they are.”
Yoo Eun-o answered with a smile that seemed kind but was utterly cold.
“Hyun-uk. There was some misunderstanding, right?”
“Uh, yeah. Right. Of course.”
Kim Hyun-uk, who had been in a panic, nodded quickly as if grabbing a lifeline at Eun-o’s words.
“Third-years coming down to the first-year floor causes confusion. So I told you not to come down. Right?”
“Yeah… sorry.”
Eun-o barely acknowledged Kim Hyun-uk’s apology, turning instead to look at the group behind him.
“What do you all think?”
“….”
The cluster of students who had been loudly condemning Yoo Eun-o moments before fell silent, exchanging glances with one another.
They seemed to have realized they were absolutely at a disadvantage as long as video evidence existed.
“No, I just~ came to promote the club~ Kim Hyun-uk was just showing off~!”
In the end, the girl with long straight hair hurried over to Eun-o, speaking in an affected, wheedling tone.
“Sorry, Eun-o. Kim Chae-yeon’s been getting under my skin since earlier. We didn’t understand your good intentions.”
“You don’t need to apologize to me.”
But Yoo Eun-o stepped back from Kim Chae-yeon with a gentle smile.
“Apologize to the younger students so they don’t misunderstand. Tell them that’s not what you meant.”
“….”
“And if you promise not to come down again, the younger students probably won’t misunderstand. What do you think, Ju-a?”
I don’t know what Ju-a thinks, but I’m thinking ‘absolutely agree.’
Yewon nodded vigorously in her mind.
She didn’t want to make a bigger incident out of this either, so Eun-o’s proposed solution pleased her.
But the girl with long hair, addressed as Ju-a, didn’t look pleased—her face was like someone chewing stone.
“Ju-a?”
But it seemed Eun-o wasn’t about to let this slide either.
“…Fine. Sorry~ I’m sorry~ I just came to get along well~ I didn’t know my younger friend would be so sensitive. Sorry~ Does that work?”
Is this supposed to be an apology?
Yewon let out a hollow laugh.
She’d thought about letting it slide since it was annoying, but these guys weren’t going to make that easy.
“Of course! I’m fine with it.”
Yewon answered with the brightest expression in the world, then turned to look back at Hyun Siwoo.
“Could you send me that video now, Siwoo? I’ll give you my number.”
“!”
At her request for the video, all three third-years except Eon stiffened visibly.
“Hey, you said you were fine with it, so why would you want that video—”
“Why?”
Yewon tilted her head with an innocent tilt.
“You all said I was oversensitive. Since it wasn’t anything serious, I thought it’d be fine for me to take a look at it myself.”
“…!!!”
Why were they so shocked?
That’s what happens when you underestimate someone, isn’t it?
Yewon smiled sweetly, her lips curling upward.
“That’s not—”
Just as Kim Chae-yeon stepped forward, grinding her teeth furiously.
♩♪♬♩
The bell rang out, marking the formal start of class.
“Oh? The bell rang.”
Yewon seized the moment, rapidly pushing her friends into Class 2—
“Then please head to class carefully, seniors!”
And hooked Hyun Siwoo’s wrist, whisking him into Class 1.
Before the seniors could even grab hold of either of them.
“….”
At the sight, Yoo Eun-o couldn’t help but let out a small, amused laugh.
“…!!”
“What the—!”
“How is that even possible…!”
The third-years fumed and started toward the Class 1 door.
But then.
“What’s going on with you lot?”
“!”
They ran straight into Seo Kyung-woo, who’d just arrived to teach his class.
“You’re third-years, aren’t you? What are you loitering around here for? The bell rang—get upstairs now!”
“….”
The third-years grumbled but didn’t dare say a word to the notoriously rigid “Seo the Scholar,” “Seo the Hardass,” “Seo the Tyrant.”
He wasn’t the type to fall for any of their usual tactics.
“Yoo Eun-o, you’re the student council president, but instead of setting an example, you’ve been causing trouble on the first-year floor since the semester started. Get yourself and your friends back to the classroom, would you?”
“Yes, sir.”
At Seo Kyung-woo’s sharp rebuke, Eon turned without hesitation to face his ‘friends.’
“Everyone heard that? Let’s head up.”
“….”
The third-years reluctantly turned and began climbing the stairs.
Muttering all manner of curses as they went.
And at the very back of the group.
“…….”
Eon alone wore a subtle expression as he slowly gazed down at the first-year floor.
* * *
The moment fifth period ended, he couldn’t even tell how it had gone by.
Hyun Siwoo bolted from his desk at lightning speed and stood before Yewon.
He moved so fast, almost like a rocket, that Yewon’s mouth fell open involuntarily.
“Thanks for saying you’d give me your number. I’ll send you the video right away.”
“Oh, yeah. My number is—”
Yewon recited the digits slowly, one at a time.
As she did, Hyun Siwoo typed them into his smartphone with trembling hands, as if she’d just rattled off a winning lottery number.
…Why was he shaking?
Could it be that he was so angry at the thought of actually helping his rival that he was trembling?
‘I never would’ve guessed he had such a petty side.’
Yewon clicked her tongue inwardly.
Still, she ought to say thank you.
“Thanks.”
“Huh?”
“For filming the video. For helping me out. You could’ve just pretended not to know, but you didn’t. I’m really grateful.”
……
At Yewon’s words, Hyun Siwoo fell silent, his gaze fixed on his smartphone screen.
What’s this?
Is he suddenly reluctant now that he’s about to send it?
Just as she was about to tell him he didn’t have to push himself, he spoke first.
“For me… there was no choice but to help you.”
!
Hyun Siwoo had beaten her to it.
“I sent the video. Check it later. You can’t break School Rules.”
With that, Hyun Siwoo turned back to his seat without waiting for her response.
Yewon was left standing there, her face a picture of bewilderment as she watched his retreating figure.
There was no choice but to help me?
Yewon pondered his incomprehensible words for a moment, then reached a conclusion.
‘So he finally believed what I said…!’
That I told him to handle Haion on his own!
That’s why he wanted so badly to repay the favor.
Everything clicked into place.
He really is a decent kid.
He knows how to repay a debt.
We’re distant cousins anyway — might as well get closer!
* * *
Closing homeroom.
Their homeroom teacher, Seo Kyung-woo, shuffled into the classroom wearing the same exhausted expression as yesterday.
“Everyone take your seats.”
The students chattered loudly but complied, settling into their chairs.
“I saw some third-year students standing in front of our classroom during lunch today. If any of you feel uncomfortable because third-years are paying unwanted attention, tell me immediately. I’ll take care of it.”
At the teacher’s words, Yewon looked up at him.
He noticed!
Seo Kyung-woo seemed to have figured out that the third-years had come to see Yewon, and he cast another glance in her direction with deliberate subtlety.
As if to say, tell me anytime.
“Okay~~”
Yewon answered brightly along with the other students.
Of course, she had no intention of asking the teacher for help.
Thank you so much, teacher. I’m sorry.
“And you all try not to go up to the upper floors where the seniors are. I’ve never seen good come from different grades mixing, not once. Stick with your own year.”
“Yes!”
…I’m definitely going to break that one…!
Yewon realized with sudden clarity that she was destined to become a very bad student.
This can’t be!
My exemplary, quiet, unremarkable middle school life…!

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