There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 240

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Part 2, Episode 66
“Everyone seems preoccupied with something else. I was wondering if you knew what it was.”
Even under Yewon’s earnest gaze, Yoo Eun-o kept his mouth shut.
He didn’t want to lie. But he didn’t want to ruin this trip by telling the truth either.
Yet he couldn’t keep silent forever.
Yoo Eun-o handed her the script lying beside him.
“Instead of worrying about everyone else, why don’t you read the script?”
“I’ve already memorized all the parts you gave me.”
……
Being good at acting alone isn’t enough….
Running out of words, Yoo Eun-o tapped the space beside him on the bench. It was a signal to sit down.
“Where did you leave all your friends?”
“They were all complaining about getting a blood sugar spike from eating too many snacks, so they wanted to sleep. I’m the only one who came out.”
“Aren’t you tired?”
“I didn’t eat any snacks. Besides, Seojin doesn’t seem like the type to eat a lot of snacks. If Chae Seojin’s cheeks get too full, it won’t suit her at all.”
….
At those words, Yoo Eun-o found himself unconsciously looking down at her cheeks. The perfectly round face flushed with a rosy hue like fresh cherry blossoms.
She was right. Those plump cheeks and this lovely complexion would never suit Chae Seojin. She’d probably have to hide it with makeup. Just thinking about it already felt like a shame.
“…Stop worrying about others and just enjoy yourself. Even if you eat a few snacks…you won’t gain weight.”
“I didn’t expect you to say that. I thought you’d tell me to fast from this evening onward. Wasn’t what you said just now not to play, but to read the script?”
……
What does she think I am, anyway….
Yoo Eun-o shot her a look of displeasure.
“That was about not wasting time with pointless talk. I didn’t say not to play. In fact….”
Yoo Eun-o hesitated for a moment.
Something nearly slipped out, but he barely held it back. Thank goodness. If he’d suddenly said “It meant you should play with me sometimes,” he’d have been labeled a crazy guy.
No, he couldn’t even understand why he’d almost said something like that in the first place. Summer hadn’t even arrived—had he caught some kind of heat sickness?
“In fact?”
“In fact…. Sometimes playing is important too.”
“But you don’t play, senior…?”
“I do play.”
Yoo Eun-o spoke with sudden intensity. She really does see me as just some movie-obsessed freak.
“Really? But according to Chaejeong…she said you absolutely never play?”
Ju Chaejeong, that girl.
Yoo Eun-o made a mental note to have a stern talk with her when they got back.
“I do play. Sometimes. …I even went to the school festival last year.”
“The festival? Oh, we have a school festival too?”
“Yeah. Nothing big, but we hold one lightly each semester. We have to showcase our work—either by displaying pieces, screening films, or doing performances. That sort of thing. We also set up booths and so on.”
“Oh!”
Well, then of course you’d have to go, right…? Yewon looked at Yoo Eun-o with an odd expression.
“So this semester we’ll be screening Summer’s Proof at the festival?”
“I suppose so.”
“That sounds fun. It’s my first time doing a festival at school.”
….
It wasn’t a surprising statement. If someone who’d been acting since childhood claimed they’d attended something like that before, that would be the real shock.
“…Come with me.”
!
“You won’t know your way around if it’s your first time. I’ll show you.”
Even as he said it, Yoo Eun-o felt a slight pang of regret. Yewon’s face was so startled it was obvious to everyone.
Why had he done that? Now that he thought about it, he should have said something like—
“I’d love to!”
…!
“Besides, wouldn’t we have to go together anyway? When Summer’s Proof gets screened? It would be stranger to be apart, right?!”
……
Yoo Eun-o fell silent.
Right…. Maybe thinking of it that way was better after all….
Though it did feel somehow unfair.
Yoo Eun-o turned his head away with a weary expression.
“By the way, senior. What high school are you planning to go to after graduation?”
Yewon asked the question she’d been curious about for some time.
What had continued to bother him was that in his past life, Yoo Eun-o hadn’t directed Summer’s Proof himself.
It was strange enough that a perfectionist like Yoo Eun-o hadn’t participated in the direction, but he could have at least put his name in the scenario credits—yet nowhere in those records could his name be found.
“There are plenty of famous film schools. There’s Hyunbong Film Academy, for instance—”
“I’m not going to film school.”
!
Startled by this unexpected answer, Yewon looked up at him.
Yoo Eun-o was staring straight ahead with eyes that spoke of firm resolve.
“This year is the last time I’m making films.”
“I’m sorry?”
“That’s why I want to do this without regret.”
Yewon was taken aback.
What—you’re giving up filmmaking with talent like yours?
“But why? I always thought you really loved making films…”
“I do.”
Yoo Eun-o replied matter-of-factly.
“But my dreams aren’t more important than my family.”
…
“Filmmaking puts too much burden on my family. I’d rather take a safer path than that.”
Because she understood his feelings so deeply, Yewon couldn’t bring herself to speak carelessly.
She herself was pushing with everything she had to save Lee Doha, after all.
But…
It was true that his talent was too precious to abandon.
“That’s probably why your words from before stuck with me so deeply.”
Yoo Eun-o said this, turned to look at Yewon, and smiled gently.
“That you wanted to do your best to help me.”
…!
“I know better than anyone how difficult it is to carry that kind of heart.”
He watched her stare at him in flustered silence, then let out a small laugh.
Such a fool.
“…So, this project. Let’s… do it well together.”
With those words, Yewon’s mind came back to itself.
Yewon nodded frantically.
“Y-yes, of course. I’ll really give it my all…!”
“You’re already giving it your all. Don’t push yourself too hard. You’re already my Chae Seojin.”
Yoo Eun-o said this, then raised his hand and spoke in sign language.
[I hope you’ll be happy.]
…!
Yewon recognized the sign language immediately. It was Taejun’s line.
“Preparing for this project has made me happier than anything else. So I hope you feel that same happiness while playing Seojin. Stop worrying about other people.”
Yoo Eun-o said this and slowly rose from his seat.
Wait—why?
Yewon was flustered by his sudden movement.
“Your uncles are here.”
!
At those words, Yewon spun around urgently.
There she saw four figures staring at her with burning gazes.
They looked like they wanted to rush over right then, but were holding themselves back because of something Yewon had said before!
Oh no…!
“If I sit next to you any longer, I think I might die before we even start filming.”
……
Yewon hung her head low.
Sigh…
She was so embarrassed she couldn’t lift her head.
* * *
Lee Doha was informed by Jeongyun that Yewon currently had no idea what was happening in the outside world, and relief washed over him.
“…Thank you, Jeongyun.”
“Don’t mention it. You should probably thank the others more—I just broke the world record at the arcade with Yewon, that’s all.”
“No, it’s because of you all that Yewon could relax and have fun without worry. That’s not an easy thing to do, you know.”
“Well, I just had a blast doing it.”
…
Lee Doha found himself laughing despite the thought that no matter how many times he heard the way teenagers spoke, he couldn’t seem to get used to it.
Once Jeongyun had left, his view shifted to the members and boys grilling meat in the yard.
And there was Yewon, laughing with her friends, oblivious to everything.
He felt grateful for that.
Grateful that there were so many good people around Yewon.
Even if he weren’t here, she’d be all right. She had so many people to protect her.
Then it came.
A sudden stabbing pain shot through his skull like lightning, and without meaning to, he flinched.
It was the headache that had been tormenting him relentlessly for weeks now.
He forced himself to smile, hiding the pain.
The hospital had said there was nothing wrong, but Lee Doha knew—viscerally, instinctively—that something wasn’t right with him.
In fact, he’d visited several other hospitals without his family knowing. But all of them said the same thing: nothing was wrong with his body.
Yet when they checked his autonomic nervous system response, the results confirmed how severe his suffering really was.
If things continued like this, he might not be able to perform again.
He should probably stop here….
Lee Doha exhaled quietly, a sigh from deep within.
He wanted to stay by Yewon’s side for a long time, but it seemed like that might not be possible.
Then.
His eyes met Ian’s.
Lee Doha deliberately laughed it off. Ian’s eyes were filled with unmistakable concern.
At that forced laugh, Ian’s expression darkened further. He closed in on Lee Doha, grabbed him by the collar, and whispered low.
“…You’re lying about being fine, aren’t you.”
Great.
“You’ve got such quick instincts—it’s going to be a problem….”
Lee Doha let out a short sigh.
‘Ian could stand to miss a few things sometimes….’

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