There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 192

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Part 2, Episode 18
“Oh, and everyone knows our school is famous for its clubs, right? Starting tomorrow, the club presidents will be doing promotions in front of the school gate. Keep that in mind.”
“Teacher!”
Just then, a girl student raised her head with a coy smile.
“What club is the Student Council president in~?”
The other students giggled at her question. A few even threw in some playful jeers.
Hmm.
Yoo Eun-o really is popular, isn’t he.
Well, with that face, how could he not be….
“Who knows. Don’t just follow others—choose what you really want.”
But Seo Gyeong-woo wasn’t the type to answer so easily.
“Then, teacher, which club are you in charge of?!”
The girl student pressed on without losing her nerve.
“Well, I do oversee the Film Production Club, but don’t come to see me. The guest instructors handle most of the teaching there.”
“Ooooh~”
The students cheered meaninglessly, and Seo Gyeong-woo sighed with the most exhausted expression in the world.
“Now let’s say our goodbyes and disperse. You kids—go home. Don’t wander off on your way.”
Hmm.
For some reason it feels like the teacher is looking right at me when he says that. Must be my imagination.
As if I’d wander off. I want to go straight home too.
* * *
“So the kids in your year picked a fight with you today, Yewon? For real?”
…I really am a bad student!
On the walk home with her friends.
When Yewon caught sight of Hyuk, that was her first thought.
“What’s this, big brother. We’re invisible, huh. What’s with the personality check? It’s been a whole year and three months since we’ve seen you, and you don’t even say hello before going straight for Yewon? Is that seriously real?”
“Oh, sorry….”
Caught by Jeongyun’s piercing gaze, Hyuk quickly apologized, looking sheepish.
“Sorry means you’re gonna give candy, I guess. Really, you.”
Jeongyun tightened her grip on the arm she had linked with Yewon’s.
“Yewon is ours, and since that situation got resolved, you should focus on getting ready for high school like a third-year should.”
“But that’s….”
“Jeongyun’s right. Yewon is ours.”
When Harin joined in, Hyuk shrank even further.
Yewon decided to rescue Hyuk.
“You really don’t need to worry about that, brother. Anyway, we need to decide on a club. What club are you in?”
“Oh, me….”
Hyuk hesitated before answering.
“English Conversation Club.”
“……?”
“……???”
Yewon, Jeongyun, Harin, and Baek Yun all stared at Hyuk with bewildered faces.
English conversation, all of a sudden?
“But brother… you do English free-talking just fine…?”
Jeongyun asked on behalf of them all.
Thanks to his parents working abroad for so long, Hyuk spoke English with them at home, or so he’d told them.
Everyone knew that because of this, his English was impressive—nothing to envy about overseas students.
So why the English Conversation Club all of a sudden?
“It’s just… I… had to switch clubs suddenly. So I had no choice but to join a club that had an opening.”
“What club were you originally in?”
“…The Film Production Club.”
“Huh? Really? Then our homeroom teacher would know about it too, right?”
Yewon asked with a surprised expression.
“Is your homeroom teacher Lee Jihyun?”
But Hyuk seemed even more surprised as he asked back—
“Oh, no… Lee Jihyun left the school, so that can’t be it….”
He muttered with a bitter expression.
“Right. Our homeroom teacher is Seo Gyeong-woo. He seems like a really nice person.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“We were all interested in that club too. Why did you leave it, brother?”
“….”
Baek Yun asked the question, but Hyuk merely offered a small smile and said nothing.
Instead.
“You two, go join whatever club you want. As for the English Conversation Club—well, I honestly can’t recommend it. It’s genuinely boring.”
He answered indirectly.
And watching him, Yewon’s resolve solidified.
She would join the Film Production Club.
…with Mun Hyeok.
* * *
When she arrived home like that.
“Yewon, you’re back?”
Her grandfather, Director Yeon Taejung, was waiting for her.
In the kitchen, Hyeon Yuseong was making dinner, a pink apron tied around his waist.
“Grandfather!”
The moment Yewon spotted Taejung, she hurried toward him.
“What brings you here today?”
“Ah, well, I wanted to see our Yewon, hehe. And I thought I’d stop by and tell you how things went with what our granddaughter asked for.”
So he’d already contacted Director Yu!
A bright smile bloomed across Yewon’s face.
“Does Director Yu have plans for his next project?”
“Hmm? Ah, no, it’s not that….”
Taejung chuckled, knitting his brow as if troubled.
Seeing how delighted Yewon was, he felt keenly just how much she’d been waiting for Director Yu’s work—far more than he’d realized.
“I did reach him, but…he says he has no plans for another project for a while. Supporting his family is already stretching him thin, he told me. There’s simply no time to shoot something as demanding as a feature film. And….”
Taejung added, his tone regretful.
“He was also asking if there might be other work where he could support his family better. It seems teaching alone isn’t enough to provide for them.”
“…!”
He’s looking for different work?
Director Yu’s situation is really that difficult?
Yewon stared at Taejung, her face shocked.
How had things come to this?
“I’m sorry, little one. I know you were hoping for so much. But there’s really nothing this old man can do about it….”
What action of mine changed the future like this?
* * *
Just before sleep, in a dark room.
Yewon lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. The darkness of the room, where nothing could be seen, felt exactly like the state of her heart right now.
She had waited, believing only in Director Yu’s work.
…If she missed this chance…she had no way of knowing when another opportunity to save Uncle would come.
[…Upon Quest Success: Casting proposal for the directorial debut of a genius newcomer director who shook the film festival, <???>…]
There was the quest reward that Cotton Ball had proposed, but Yewon remained skeptical.
There was no guarantee her role in that production would be a lead, and why would she bank on winning the Best Actress Award for a film she didn’t even know anything about?
That exacting Cotton Ball had attached the title “genius” to this director, so perhaps he really was someone remarkable…but skepticism was unavoidable nonetheless.
Yewon thought carefully.
What action of hers had changed Director Yu’s future—and her own—so drastically.
‘…Could it be….’
Yewon closed her eyes.
If, in the past, Future Entertainment had maintained such close ties with Director Yu Jungseok that they’d been able to persuade him?
If there had been some relationship between Cheon Joong-eok and Yu Jungseok that Yewon simply didn’t know about?
If that were the case, it wouldn’t be incomprehensible that the future had changed so.
It was true that Cheon Joong-eok was a terrible person, but it was also true that he wielded considerable influence in the entertainment world.
It was possible he’d pressured Yu Jungseok into taking up the megaphone in some way or another.
‘…Sigh.’
No. All of that’s pointless now.
For whatever reason, Director Yu has decided not to make a film, and Yewon simply had to respect that decision.
So right now, I need to focus on what I can do.
Let me succeed at the quest first. Tomorrow I’ll go to school and make contact with Yoo Eun-o. And I’ll get Mun Hyeok to join that club again….
Even as she drifted to sleep, Yewon kept repeating these thoughts over and over.
* * *
“Yewon’s asleep now??? You’re sure??? Really sure??”
“Keep your voice down. Hanwon. You’ll wake the kid.”
At Eon’s jab, Weon immediately puffed out his lips.
“You’re always picking on me!”
“Since I can’t hear sighing anymore, it looks like she really is asleep.”
Yusong pulled his ear away from Yewon’s door as he spoke.
“Then shall we begin the meeting?”
With that, he retrieved something from his room and hung it in the living room.

“…I think about this every time, but do we really have to hang up a banner like this…?”
Eon looked up at the banner he’d already seen for the 7412th time, his tone deeply unenthusiastic.
How on earth does this guy manage to make and bring one every single day? And this emergency meeting was called hastily at the last minute, no less.
“Banners like this are great for motivation and foster a sense of belonging and commitment.”
“….”
At Yusong’s earnest reply, Eon gave up offering any further objections.
Just don’t ask. That’s the answer.
“The reason we’ve called this emergency meeting today is that Yewon has sighed no fewer than five times.”
The moment Eon was about to ask if that wasn’t just normal for someone her age—
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!”
“Mm.”
“Really…?”
Weon, Yeonho, and Lee Doha reacted in that order.
Eon simply gave up trying to say anything more.
Being the only sane one here is genuinely exhausting.

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