There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 232

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Part 2, Episode 58
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“I’m home.”
Eun-o spoke the customary greeting as he stepped through the door.
There was a time when returning home would have filled him with despair, but lately it wasn’t so bad at all.
“You’re usually late, but you’ve come early today.”
His father, Director Yu, who used to stare blankly into empty space with a hollow expression, had finally begun throwing himself into screenplay work with a bright face.
“Eun-o’s been busy with film preparations too. Don’t scold him for being late. He takes after you, after all.”
His mother, who rarely left her room, had begun composing music at his father’s side.
Eun-o gazed quietly at one door that remained shut.
There was still one door that wouldn’t open easily—but he shouldn’t hope for too much all at once.
Eun-o gave his parents a light nod and retreated to his own room.
It was good news that they’d both regained some spirit, but there was no way to know when despair might strike again. He couldn’t afford to harbor too much hope.
That girl and her father were different people, after all.
Even if that girl was so unfailingly kind it seemed impossible, there was no way to know what kind of person her father really was.
Who knows? Tomorrow, for all he knew, he could receive a message saying, “Unfortunately, circumstances have changed. Perhaps next time…”
And then this house would sink again, as if it had never risen at all.
Before that happened, he needed to finish as much work as he could.
Eun-o pulled the Storyboard and his laptop from his bag. The revisions were nearly done now. Soon he’d be able to show the actors and move into the serious preparation phase for filming.
That’s when it happened.
“Eun-o.”
“!”
At the knock on the door, Eun-o flinched and turned around.
Director Yu was already standing at the open door, knocking anyway.
“You. Why are you so startled? Have you been up to something you shouldn’t?”
Director Yu chuckled and looked down at the Storyboard in Eun-o’s hands.
“Ah. That’s the Storyboard you mentioned before. Did Dad’s advice help?”
“…Yes. The revisions are almost complete.”
At Eun-o’s quiet reply, Director Yu smiled with satisfaction.
It had been not long ago.
“I… I’m trying to make a film.”
“!”
“I really want to make it well. So… would you be able to take a look? Just once?”
It was clear that Eun-o had gathered every ounce of courage to ask that.
Director Yu’s chest had swelled with emotion.
Since childhood, Eun-o had shown the seeds of talent. It wasn’t just that—even his grandfather, Director Yu Dong-young, had recognized it.
When he finally witnessed that talent—which he’d only registered as a mere “seed” before forgetting—begin to bloom, the swelling in his chest was beyond any words.
But still…
Eun-o only asked for advice through vague questions, refusing to share detailed information about the film he was creating.
Director Yu found that deeply disappointing.
“Really, won’t you show Dad? If we looked at it together, I could help you so much more.”
“At that time… it wasn’t at a level I could show you yet.”
“!”
“At that time.” So now…?
Director Yu’s eyes gleamed, and Eun-o quickly looked away again. He still seemed reluctant.
That boy.
Since Director Yu understood that hesitation, he decided not to press him further.
“How’s your work going, Father? Is it progressing?”
“Ha ha. Well, it’s coming along somehow. Why? Would you like to take a look?”
At those words, Eun-o turned back to face him. His large eyes, already distinctive, seemed to grow even bigger now that they sparkled with interest.
Director Yu had never shared an unfinished screenplay with anyone before, so Eun-o was quite surprised.
“Really… is that okay?”
“Of course it is. Come here.”
As the father and son stepped back into the living room, Eun-o’s mother, Music Director Seo Eunhwa, smiled gently and made space for them.
Eun-o sat between his parents and began reading through Director Yu’s screenplay carefully.
The story that Director Yu had revised hundreds of times—no, thousands of times—always holding onto the hope that one day it would be ready to share with the world.
It was beautiful.
Though it wasn’t yet complete, Eun-o felt as though he were standing at the beginning of a masterpiece, one where even a sketch revealed the finished work’s perfection.
Eun-o’s hand slowed as he scrolled through.
And then he turned to look at his father.
“…You’ve been writing that while resting, haven’t you? That piece?”
“Yes. That work.”
In Director Yu’s voice, brimming with affection, Eun-o nodded gently. He understood that such enormous love was directed toward his creation, yet he felt not a trace of jealousy.
It was a work worthy of that depth of love.
“…I really hope we can see it on screen someday.”
“I think we might manage it this time. Though it will probably take quite a while.”
“…!”
At the certainty in his voice, Eun-o’s eyes widened.
Director Yu smiled faintly at his reaction and thrust something toward him.
“This is….”
“An investment contract. I signed it today. Now it’s truly confirmed.”
Without thinking, Eun-o looked toward his mother. Seo Eunhwa, the music director, nodded and placed her hand on her son’s shoulder.
“This time it’s real, so you don’t need to worry so much, my son.”
“…Yes.”
Eun-o felt heat rising in his throat. Something warm surged up from the depths of his chest, and he quietly nodded.
“You’ve carried so much worry, our Eun-o.”
This time, Director Yu placed his hand on Eun-o’s other shoulder.
Between two warm hands, Eun-o quietly closed his eyes.
Perhaps this peace would not shatter.
Perhaps this time….
“But Eun-o.”
“!”
At the voice breaking the silence, Eun-o opened his eyes again.
“When we signed the contract today, the CEO made one more proposal.”
“…?”
A proposal?
At some unnamed foreboding, Eun-o’s eyebrows rose slightly.
“How would you like to take a trip with your friends?”
“What?”
Eun-o found himself asking for clarification.
A trip? Friends?
The two words that suited him least had emerged simultaneously, and he was utterly bewildered.
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Meanwhile, at that same moment, Yewon’s house.
“…A trip?”
Yewon asked in a startled voice.
“Yes. With your uncles, with you, with your friends.”
“?!”
With the uncles, with you—that much she understood immediately—but my friends too…?
Yewon looked at Lee Doha and the three uncles hiding behind him with suspicion.
Ian, Weon, and Yeonho stood crammed behind Lee Doha’s back (though they weren’t hidden at all) with eyes that pleaded, “Just give good Yewon one more chance…”
“….”
Their intentions were crystal clear….
Yewon regarded the uncles with a lukewarm gaze.
It doesn’t seem like the time to forgive them yet!
Of course, the trip itself was quite tempting. No matter how mature Yewon was, she was still just an ordinary girl who loved her friends.
Once filming began soon, there would be no time to play with friends, so this would probably be her last chance to have real fun.
After that, who knew what quest might appear next…. This truly could be the last opportunity.
“What about Father?”
“Your father has something urgent and unfortunately won’t be able to come. But he says he’ll try to arrange a trip just for you two next time.”
…This really seems suspicious….
Yewon narrowed her eyes.
“When? You know I’m starting full production next week. We were planning to begin script readings with Hyuk this week.”
“That’s exactly when you’ll do the script reading—during the trip.”
“…Hyuk’s coming too?”
The uncles? Was that even possible?
“Of course~! Obviously~! Hyuk’s your friend after all~!!~~~!”
In the end, Weon, unable to withstand Yewon’s pointed gaze, forced his energy up and shouted.
“Last time you didn’t seem to think that way. You were practically kicking him out.”
“….”
At Yewon’s icy words, Weon fell silent again.
When she spoke like that—cold and sharp—she was genuinely frightening.
“It’s a plan we uncles came up with as a way of reflecting on ourselves.”
“!”
“While we take time to think things through the way you suggested, we realized we need to understand and respect your feelings better. That’s how we arrived at this. So please, give your uncles a chance and trust us on this.”
In the end, unable to bear the silence any longer, Lee Doha interjected.
“….”
Yewon curved her lips slightly upward, studying her uncles with a small “Hmm.”
All three of them were watching her with such earnest, hopeful eyes.
It didn’t feel right to reject them outright when they were making such an effort.
Maybe—just maybe—this trip would be good for them too. A chance to rebuild trust in each other.
“But getting permission from the other kids’ parents this coming weekend… that won’t be easy, will it?”
“That’s already taken care of. Your uncles and I worked it out. We’ve got approval from Baek Yun’s parents, Jeongyun’s parents, Hyuk’s parents, and Harin’s parents.”
It hadn’t been difficult at all.
This Life Is Ours — Parent Group Chat
Hello everyone! Hope you’ve all been well?
The thing is, we’d love to create some wonderful memories for the kids,
so we were wondering if the four of us could take them on a one-night, two-day trip this weekend.
I know it’s sudden,
—Ha Manager
PLEASE our kids YES our kids MUST go Please take our kids! What about two nights instead of one?
—Seonwoo Yeong (Attorney)
We’ve already notified the academy that Harin will be absent! ~^^
—Ryu Prosecutor
We can’t thank you enough..
—Hyuk’s Mother
Oh, Hyuk’s going to be thrilled! I’m so grateful, I don’t know what to say ^^;
—Hyuk’s Father
Taking teenagers out like this? You must be going through so much trouble.
—Jeongyun’s Father
You young people really are something else!
—Seonwoo Yeong (Attorney)
Once the kids leave, should we parents grab a meal together? Parent dinner~
@Brother-in-law
Brother-in-law
Replying to Seonwoo Yeong (Attorney)
Sounds good.
…Thank you for understanding…
Watching the group chat responses, Lee Doha began to worry he’d made some terrible, catastrophic mistake.
“And another thing….”
He hesitated for a moment before adding,
“Um, I also got permission from Yoo Eun-o’s father.”
“What?!”
Yewon gasped before she could stop herself.
“Khh… well, that’s how it ended up….”
“But how—how did that happen?!”
“Your brother-in-law explained things well. The two of them might’ve already gotten pretty friendly.”
“….”
Her uncles were trying so hard—she really was grateful. So why did she feel so uneasy?
Yewon tried her best to push the creeping anxiety away.

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