There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 251

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Part 2, Episode 77
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‘Good thing. She’s doing well now without the tension.’
Yewon watched from a distance as Kang Seoa delivered her lines flawlessly, then turned away.
Her part was finished for now, so she’d planned to rest for a moment—
“!”
“…Hey.”
Yewon jumped at the sudden appearance of someone in front of her.
“Siwoo?”
It was Hyun Siwoo, his face as gloomy as an overcast sky, who had startled her so abruptly.
She’d heard he had other commitments and wouldn’t be joining this shoot?
And that wasn’t all—it had been ages since she’d actually seen him. He’d been ill for several days and barely showed up at school.
The homeroom teacher had mentioned something about him having a severe case of influenza, so that must have been it….
“Ah, sorry…. I startled you, didn’t I?”
“No, it’s just… I didn’t know you were here. I heard you’d been really sick. Are you okay?”
She’d been meaning to reach out to Siwoo anyway.
But she’d put it aside for a while, focused on succeeding in that quest involving Lee Doha….
Why did he look like this after being away?
Yewon felt uneasy.
“…Yeah.”
Siwoo nodded his head with a vaguely dazed expression.
Like someone who was still unwell.
Uneasy, Yewon examined his complexion more closely. Something seemed a bit….
“You don’t have a….”
Yewon placed her hand lightly on Siwoo’s forehead.
“!”
Sure enough. His forehead was practically burning.
“You’ve got a fever…?!”
He must have lost his mind—the influenza wasn’t even fully gone and he came here anyway?
Yewon grabbed his shoulder firmly.
“Siwoo. You shouldn’t be here right now—you need to go to the hospital—”
“…I’m fine. It’s not an illness. Just… I haven’t been sleeping well these past few days… that’s all….”
Siwoo swayed slightly, his eyes closing and opening sluggishly.
He hadn’t been sleeping? How much sleep did a person have to lose to end up like this?
“Why haven’t you been sleeping? Because you’re sick?”
“…No….”
Siwoo shut his eyes tight and shook his head, as if trying hard to gather his wits.
“There’s just… so much I have to do….”
“Things you have to do?”
What could he possibly have to do that would keep him from sleeping? Yewon steadied him as he swayed, her face creased with concern.
He’d barely been coming to school—what work could there be?
“…My mother… assigned me homework. I have no choice.”
“!”
“Since coming to this school, I’ve fallen behind in the academy classes…. She’s been very worried.”
“…!”
“So… these past few days I’ve been trying to keep up with the academy curriculum…. But I can’t manage both this school and that. So… I came today to say goodbye.”
Siwoo said this and smiled faintly, as if some weight had finally lifted.
“In the first place, I came to this school thinking I could somehow beat you, though I could never win. I don’t even know what I thought I’d beat you with anymore….”
“Siwoo….”
“But even my mother understands now, I think. Watching me fall so far behind you since the semester started… she finally realized I could never be Haion’s successor, and I could never beat you.”
“….”
Yewon clamped her mouth shut. She knew no words could comfort him.
That adults’ ambitions had driven this boy to exhaust himself like this—it was unbelievable.
“Anyway, I don’t know where I’ll go. I won’t be coming to school anymore… so we probably won’t see each other. I wanted to say goodbye. I mean, I wanted to watch your first shoot today and be helpful… but it doesn’t look like I can.”
“Don’t say that. We’re friends—we can always see each other.”
“…….”
At her words, Siwoo’s smile remained faint, but his eyes held no belief that such a thing was possible.
Yet even that smile didn’t last long.
“!”
Siwoo’s body tilted to the side and crumpled to the ground.
“Siwoo!”
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“…?”
Some time passed.
When Siwoo’s eyes opened….
“Oh, he’s awake. He’s awake.”
“I told you to keep quiet in front of a patient, Leon.”
Unfamiliar men’s voices drifted down to him.
Siwoo’s instincts flared in warning, but his eyelids felt impossibly heavy—too heavy to resist—and his eyes fell shut again.
‘No, I have to wake up. Right now…. But I can’t…. I just can’t….’
“A pa-tient? Huh? How is this a patient~? He’s just a teenager who didn’t sleep well. To be precise, he’s the useless student who’s been dragging us through hell. Or maybe he’s that shameless relative who won’t stop worrying our Yewon? Yeah, that’s about the size of it. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“Leon.”
“What? Did I say something wrong~? I’m telling you, I don’t understand this whole family at all?”
‘What on earth is this…? Whose conversation is this?’
Siwoo, bewildered, forced his heavy eyelids open.
“Because I’m an educator~, I’ve come all this way with noble intentions to put an intravenous drip on this useless student, let him sleep, and even educate his incompetent guardian~! If I weren’t such a devoted educator, I wouldn’t care if the kid was sick or anything. Got it?”
“…An educator…? You…? I’d sooner admit I’m a mad scientist….”
Now a third voice chimed in.
‘What kind of situation is this?’
In the end, Siwoo’s eyes opened fully. He had to understand what was happening!
“There. Eyes open now, Siwoo?”
“!”
And the moment he saw the people in front of him.
He wanted to close his eyes again.
“…Oh… hello…?”
Three strikingly similar-looking men—handsome, certainly, but with such harsh expressions that their beauty didn’t register—were staring down at him!
“Can’t even say hello properly— ungh! Ow! You crazy—?!?!”
The man with the most reasonable expression among them slapped the Principal’s mouth shut with a smack.
After a moment of thought, Siwoo realized the man who’d hit the Principal was Hyeon Yuseong.
‘Good heavens!’
‘Yewon’s father was standing right in front of me!’
“You know who we are, don’t you, Siwoo?”
“Yes, sir.”
And he could tell the other pale-looking man—the one still keeping his mouth shut—was Hyun Iho.
‘Yewon’s mother called him a “mad scientist type,” and he really does look like a mad scientist….’
“Yewon contacted us, and we brought you to the hospital. We’ve already notified your guardians. The Film Club shoot won’t be affected, so don’t worry.”
“Th-thank you….”
“There’s nothing to thank me for. It’s an adult’s duty, that’s all.”
Yusong spoke firmly, then regarded Siwoo steadily—as if probing his intentions.
“You had a reason for approaching my daughter?”
“!”
“Because I can’t quite make sense of it. You asked for help from my daughter, who’s an inevitable rival to you.”
“…….”
‘I didn’t really ask for help…. I just wanted to say goodbye….’
But Siwoo couldn’t say that.
Not when three adults were regarding him with such menacing eyes—(though in truth, all three were smiling as gently as they could manage in front of a child)!
“W-well… I don’t really think of Yewon as… a rival, sir….”
“What?? Our niece isn’t even your match?!?! You little— you need re-education— ow!!!! Hyeon Yuseong!!!!”
Leon tried to put on a menacing act but took another blow from Yusong and collapsed again.
“What do you mean by that?”
“…….”
‘I’m scared….’
Siwoo looked at Yusong with a startled expression….
“Because… Yewon is my friend….”
“!”
“So… I don’t want to compete with Yewon. I—”
“That’s enough.”
Yusong nodded in understanding and patted Siwoo’s shoulder as the boy tried to sit up halfway.
“You’re still in a lot of pain, so don’t overdo it. Rest well. Don’t worry about your guardians.”
Yusong said this, then paused thoughtfully before adding something else.
“I don’t see your guardians as your ‘parents’ right now. Because true parents don’t neglect their children until they collapse, nor do they drive them to such a state.”
“…!”
“So I’m going to have a word with your guardians. That’s all right with you?”
A c-conversation…?
Surely he didn’t mean the kind of conversation conducted with fists, right…?
Siwoo glanced nervously at Yusong’s fists.
“Don’t worry. It will be a very peaceful conversation.”
Yusong smiled knowingly at Siwoo’s anxiety and spoke.
“You just rest like a child should. This is work for adults to handle.”
With that, Yusong patted Siwoo reassuringly and laid him back down.
“You’re Yewon’s friend, after all. Friends help each other.”
“…Th-thank you.”
“Good. Keep getting along well with Yewon.”
Yusong spoke those words—sounding every bit the concerned parent—and left the hospital room with his brothers.
Left alone, Siwoo could only stare blankly at the space where they had stood.
What on earth had just happened…?

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