There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 211

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Part 2, Episode 37
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In the dead of night, long after everyone had left school, in the Principal’s Office at Hyunbong Middle School.
To anyone’s eyes, this perfectly ordinary space held three men who were decidedly not ordinary at all.
“Report.”
At Yusong’s command, Leon’s eyes flipped back in their sockets as if a switch had been thrown.
“Re~port~? You can’t seriously think I’m your flunky, can you? Ha ha ha. This guy—now that Haion’s gone, has he left his common sense at the office too? Huh? I’m an ‘educator’—protecting and teaching your oh-so-precious daughter. That’s what I am, you insane parent.”
Likely because he’d been away from the company for a whole year, performance issues had been erupting like fireworks lately, and it showed in his edginess.
“An educator? Don’t mock the admirable teachers who sacrifice themselves in the field. You’re just a money faucet for this school—a human purifier of corruption, using poison to control poison.”
“Wow!!!!!!!! So people really do change between when they leave and when they return, huh? You keep saying stuff like this—corporate morale circling the drain in real-time—and I’m liable to just hand in my resignation! I’ll leave reviews on every platform, I swear!”
“That’s fine. In that case, I think I’d be the appropriate successor.”
Leon seized the opening without hesitation and cut in immediately.
“Shut your mouth.”
“Get lost.”
But there was one thing the second and third brothers would absolutely never tolerate.
“So then, stop wasting my time and get to the point. Every second I don’t see what my test subjects are… doing, I’m tempted to…”
As Lee Iho’s eyes slowly filled with madness and sorrow, Yusong and Leon fell silent.
If that mad scientist got any sadder, they might actually have to worry about the fate of the entire world.
“All right, to sum it up briefly: Yewon’s adapting fairly well. She’s actually made three friends in her class—Do In-hee, Hyun Si-woo, and Kang Seo-a. Those three.”
Leon swiped through the tablet, introducing Yewon’s friends one by one.
“A remarkably impressive achievement. That’s my daughter for you. She hasn’t been at school long, and already she’s made three friends. She’s definitely inherited Seoha’s social skills without a doubt.”
Yusong immediately showered Leon’s report with praise.
Leon gave him a look of pure contempt, then swiped the screen once more.
“The two girls are no issue, but Hyun Si-woo is the problem. I don’t know why he’s pretending to be close to our Yewon. He’s clearly after some scraps of benefit. His chance of becoming heir is less than one percent. He’s obviously trying to look good so he can land a cushy post at one of the affiliated companies.”
Leon made his strong dislike for Si-woo plain without reservation.
He hated people who relied on connections and blood ties rather than ability to secure employment most of all. The three Hyun brothers had all clawed their way up from nothing on their own merits, which only deepened his contempt.
“Anyway, for now they’re not causing any real problems, so I’m leaving them alone. The real issue is the third-year students at this school.”
Leon continued swiping through the screen.
It displayed detailed photos and information about students who had picked fights with Yewon or shouted at her from a distance.
“You told me not to lay hands on the students, so I’ve managed to hold back barely, but honestly? Most of these third-year kids here have seriously rotten minds.”
After saying so, Leon played video footage of the students treating Yewon poorly.
“….”
Yusong’s face grew rigid and hard as he watched the videos.
He’d been determined not to interfere because of his daughter’s strong request, but this… was almost unbearable.
Yusong’s fist clenched, and soon his hand began to tremble slightly.
“This bastard—his dad’s a member of the National Assembly? You’re going to stay calm about this, are you? Yewon has a father too. I wonder what Yewon’s dad is doing and where…”
Noticing his brother’s displeasure, Leon deliberately let out a suggestive sigh.
He desperately wanted these disrespectful parents to face some consequence for raising their son so poorly.
“You’ve identified him?”
“Do you even have to ask? Who am I?”
Leon immediately pulled up the profile of a member of the National Assembly.
“He’s a first-term congressman. Once I dug into it, the corruption is staggering. A guy who got lucky with his connections. What do you want to do?”
“Handle it your way. Just the parents.”
“Obviously, that goes without saying.”
Leon grinned and sent a message to someone.
By the time the nine o’clock news ended tomorrow, this congressman’s life would be transformed. He wouldn’t even get reelected, and he’d never set foot in politics again.
‘So that esteemed congressman father of yours—I’ll have you boot yourself out of the National Assembly with your own hands. Really.’
Leon was practically humming to himself.
Then.
The moment he swiped to the next photo, he stopped dead.
“….”
“…?”
Alarmed by Leon’s sudden shift, Yusong frowned and looked at the photo.
In the image were Yewon and Eon, meeting in the Wisteria Shelter behind the school.
“What’s this?”
“…….”
Leon—the hellmouth who wouldn’t shut up even if you offered him ten billion won—went perfectly quiet for the first time and wordlessly handed the tablet to Yusong.
Then he pulled something from the desk drawer and handed it to him.
“…Your resignation letter?”
“I’m just going to submit my resignation and give this little punk one smack on the head, then go to prison. My life’s only guaranteed investment, the only stock I’d never sell even if my life depended on it—my niece—and this cursed brat who dares to look her way, just one hit…!”
Seeing Leon suddenly flare up, Yusong quietly smacked his mouth with the tablet.
He was already furious enough without witnessing this wretched boy throwing an even bigger tantrum than his own father—it was unbearable.
While Yusong was venting his frustration on Leon like this,
Lee Iho quietly picked up the tablet that had struck Leon’s mouth and examined the photos on its cracked screen.
Then he quietly transferred one of the photos to his mobile phone.
It wasn’t revenge against Eun-o that he wanted.
What Lee Iho was watching was Yewon.
Or more precisely, Yewon’s reaction as she looked at Eun-o.
‘For an accurate comparison, I need a control group.’
As Lee Iho scrolled through the photos, he found another one.
This time, it was a picture of Yewon laughing together with Mun Hyeok.
‘This should work nicely.’
Lee Iho pocketed that photo as well.
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The next morning.
“Your audition is at three today, right, Yewon?”
Lee Doha asked as he pressed Yewon’s school uniform.
“Yep! A club film role audition!”
“But do you really have to wear your uniform on the weekend? Can’t you wear casual clothes?”
“The female lead is supposed to be a student, so I wanted to audition in uniform. I think it’ll match the image better that way!”
“Ah, I see. Our Yewon really is so capable—your uncle doesn’t even need to help.”
Lee Doha smiled widely as he handed her the freshly pressed uniform.
“All done. Your uncle pressed it well, didn’t he?”
“Yep. Now I’m going to ask all my other uncles to press their clothes too.”
“Good luck with that. I doubt Ian would ever trust your uncle with his precious clothes.”
“True enough.”
There was no way that particular Ian would entrust his valued garments to Lee Doha.
As Yewon disappeared into her room with the uniform, Lee Doha waited quietly outside her door.
For some reason, today he wanted to talk with Yewon a little longer.
“What are you uncles doing today?”
Sensing movement outside the door, Yewon called from within.
It was a worried question—was she anxious about them being bored without her?
Lee Doha smiled softly, recognizing her concern.
“Your uncle’s going out today. After a long time.”
“Really? Alone?”
“No. Ian and I together.”
“How come? I thought you two wanted to be apart after being stuck together the whole tour?”
Yewon asked, sounding puzzled.
And no wonder—the GLEET members, who had spent the entire tour crammed in one suite room together (at Ian’s insistent demand) cooking up friction, had been keeping their distance from each other since returning home.
“Well, Ian wants to go somewhere.”
Unable to admit they were going to the hospital, Lee Doha deflected by throwing Ian under the bus.
‘It’s not completely a lie anyway… Ian really did want to go…!’
Lee Doha rationalized his guilty conscience as he fibbed to Yewon.
“I see. Have fun and be safe! Tell me all about where you went when you get back.”
Yewon emerged from her room, now dressed in her uniform, and spoke with a bright smile.
Looking at her, Lee Doha’s chest swelled again, and he nodded with effort.
“Will do. You do well on your audition too. Don’t be intimidated by the seniors.”
“Okay! I’ll be back, Uncle.”
Yewon crammed her feet into her shoes in the entryway and laughed cheerfully as she said goodbye to Lee Doha.
“Right. Love you today too, our niece.”
“Ugh. That’s so sappy all of a sudden.”
“Now that you’re a teenager, you think your uncle’s affection is mushy… Your uncle’s going to cry….”
“Aaah! I’m late! I’m going!”
Whether or not Lee Doha teared up, Yewon bolted out the door.
As Lee Doha stood blankly watching the empty entryway,
“…I love you too!”
Yewon opened the door again and poked just her head back inside to shout it.
Embarrassed, she vanished in a second.
Hearing those words after so long, Lee Doha stood motionless for a while, his face flooded with smiles.
Cradling in his heart the happiness he hoped would never end.

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