There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 248

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Part 2, Episode 74
No more sub-quests from here on out?
Yewon studied the newly appeared system window carefully.
To be honest, she’d never really wanted quests in the first place.
There were times when she couldn’t understand the quest’s intention, and times when it made her angry.
But….
Still, sometimes it was genuinely kind.
As if the quest window wasn’t being written by one person, but by several….
‘…That’s a shame.’
There were times when encouraging messages would arrive, so she’d grown to look forward to them almost without realizing it.
Feeling an odd sense of loss, Yewon pouted slightly.
‘And it’s ridiculous, too.’
Absurd benefits masquerading as rewards?
Apparently it’s forgotten every unreasonable quest it threw at me until now. Even holding Uncle hostage?
Thinking what an audacious Cotton Ball it was, Yewon let out a short sigh.
It was bittersweet, but there was nothing to be done about it. From now on, she’d have to win the Best Actress Award entirely on her own strength, without the help of sub-quests.
‘Still…….’
Hmm.
There was nothing she could do about this feeling of losing something….
Yewon gazed at the quest window with troubled eyes.
* * *
Meanwhile, in a world of pure white.
Someone appeared behind Seoha, who had been watching nothing but the TV that showed her daughter’s world all day long.
-You really don’t regret this, Lee Seoha?
At Cotton Ball’s voice, Seoha let out a small laugh.
She’d been wondering when it would show up.
“Not at all.”
-….
Her voice held not a trace of regret, and Cotton Ball stared at the back of Seoha’s form with a deeply displeased expression.
-Why?
This isn’t right.
I thought by now you’d be begging, pleading for the chance to help your daughter again.
“Yewon is happy now. Lee Doha is happy too. And….”
Seoha caught sight of Yusong, who was waiting for praise from his daughter while smiling faintly.
“He’s happy as well.”
They’d come a very long road to get here, but now everyone was happy.
It was all because of what Yewon had accomplished, and she herself had done nothing more than help Yewon and Lee Doha a little….
But even so, with that final sub-quest, she had postponed Lee Doha’s suffering through her own effort, so that alone was satisfaction enough.
Even if she could never send messages to her daughter again, could never interfere in her daughter’s world….
She had protected her family.
-…….
At Seoha’s expression, which was less satisfied than relieved and at peace, Cotton Ball’s frown deepened.
This isn’t right…?
Why am I so dissatisfied? Why do I feel like I’ve lost out?
Cotton Ball sat quietly watching Seoha, who gazed at nothing but her daughter with a bright face, then spun around abruptly.
* * *
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At the chime signaling break time, Yewon grabbed her script and sprang to her feet.
It was time for club activities now.
Since they’d decided to begin filming in earnest starting this week, Yewon had a hard time even running into Yoo Eun-o, let alone all of the third-year members of the Film Club at school.
According to the rumors circulating, they were locked in their classroom every day, constantly arguing and fighting with each other….
Yewon couldn’t imagine Yoo Eun-o striking anyone. If they said he’d given someone a verbal lashing, she could understand that.
In any case, it showed how serious they were about preparing the film.
In this film, ‘weather’ played a significant role one way or another.
If it were a commercial film with plentiful funding and a generous budget, they could have solved the weather issue with money….
But middle schoolers didn’t have that kind of money (there were limits to what Yewon could provide, no matter how much she wanted to help), so all they could do was work around the weather.
Depending on what the weather was like this week, the first scene she would act in would be determined.
Hmm. As for me, it doesn’t matter what my first scene is….
But I wonder if everyone else feels the same way…?
Just as Yewon was pondering this.
“Yewon.”
“!”
Someone called her from the hallway.
“Oh, it’s you, Hyuk. You’re heading to Film Club too, right?”
“Of course. Just thinking about seeing those guys all day is making me nervous….”
“Those guys?”
Who was he talking about? Yewon tilted her head, studying him.
“Ah, you wouldn’t know yet. The third-year students right now….”
He hesitated for a moment, then let out a sigh.
“Never mind. Just see for yourself. It’ll be better that way.”
With that, Hyuk opened the practice room door himself.
What was this?
Puzzled but compliant, Yewon stepped inside the practice room.
And then—
“…?”
She saw the third-year seniors huddled over laptops, practically wailing.
“If the precipitation probability is THIS high!!!!!! We can call in rain cannons and water trucks, can’t we? We can shoot a typhoon scene, right? That’s enough, isn’t it? The probability—!”
“Enough? No way. I’m not on board with this. Look—the morning’s clear, and at worst it’ll be a little cloudy in the afternoon. I think we need at least three days of on-and-off rain and clouds to be safe. If we just call in a water truck and it’s ambiguously cloudy, we waste money. Better to wait for the right conditions. I haven’t seen the Meteorological Agency get their forecast right in ages. This isn’t reliable. We could just end up throwing money away.”
“When’s that supposed to happen?? Our whole movie needs rain pouring down, but when are we shooting the typhoon scene, huh? And it’s already April! We need to finish editing before monsoon season!! Hey, can you guarantee it’ll be cloudy every weekend in April and May? It’s spring! Haven’t you heard the saying ‘May is green and lush’??? Can you guarantee spring rain will come down hard like that? We need to call them now, I’m telling you!!”
That was it.
Sung Jiwon and Ju Chaejeong were fighting over the weather—pointing at each other with real heat (though admittedly Chaejeong was the one doing most of the yelling).
“…….”
Hmm….
This was genuinely a dilemma, so she couldn’t really say anything. In her past life, the director had fretted over weather constantly too.
And back then they’d had way more budget and schedule flexibility than this….
“The whole point of this project is a crazy summer—crystal clear one moment, then a typhoon the next. It’s got to be *insane*. So what are you going to shoot in this ambiguous drizzle? Do we even have scenes for it? Do we?”
“We can shoot interior scenes. Just control the lighting.”
“AAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!! This isn’t working, it just isn’t!! How many interior scenes do you think we have?!?!?! We won’t finish shooting by year’s end like this. Hey, Yoo Eun-o. You say something! What do you think we should do!”
At that, Eun-o, who’d been staring intently at his script in the corner, lifted his head.
Everyone in the practice room then turned to stare blankly at him alone.
“Jiwon’s right. This forecast is too ambiguous. This weekend we focus on interior scenes… and depending on conditions, we shoot outdoor scenes that don’t depend on weather.”
“……UUUAAHHHHHHH!!!”
At that, Ju Chaejeong erupted in fury.
“In the first place!!!!!!! If you’d just written!!!!!!! A script that didn’t need!!!!!!! WEATHER!!!! You useless bastard!!!!”
“If you’re going to compromise like that, just find a script that’s all interiors from the start. But then you’d complain about interior decoration costs, set design costs being astronomical—”
“Shut up!!! If you can’t do it!!! You son of a bitch!!! Even on thunderstorm days!!! Just take those scenes out!!!! Why does lightning even strike this much in it?!?! How many lights am I supposed to rent?!!”
Regardless of Chaejeong’s outburst, Eun-o calmly turned his head and looked at Yewon.
His expression asked why she was just standing there like an idiot.
“Yewon, come here.”
“!”
“Review the sign language details for the scenes we’re shooting this weekend.”
At those words, it finally hit Yewon.
Oh, so we’re really starting filming now.
* * *
The weekend everyone had been waiting for arrived (Chaejeong excepted).
Following Chaejeong’s instructions, the Summer’s Proof team gathered at the school’s main gate.
And….
“…Don’t tell me that’s our bus?”
“No way. I thought we were all taking the train together or something. We chartered buses? And look—there are two of them. One’s a limousine bus…. Surely that one isn’t ours.”
“Of course not…. But now that I think about it, isn’t chartering buses better? We don’t have just one or two pieces of equipment.”
“……Where are we getting this money from…? Did we strike gold in the practice room…?”
“I mean……?”
The Film Club kids murmured uncertainly, staring at the massive buses.
“…….”
And only Yewon, who’d suddenly become that “gold mine,” stood in back sweating profusely as she listened to the seniors’ conversation.
Hmm…….
I specifically told Dad the limousine bus was overkill…!

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