There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 255

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Part 2, Episode 81
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A month later, at Yewon’s House.
“Hey, squirt. You’ve gotten taller.”
“Really?!”
At Eon’s words, Yewon bounced on her toes with delight.
Eon nodded, gazing at the tick marks drawn on the doorframe of Doha’s room—Doha, who conveniently used the fact that custody belonged to him.
“Yeah. Definitely taller than March.”
Eon tapped both marks with his finger—the one from March and today’s.
“If I had to guess, that’s probably a centimeter, maybe more.”
“Wow. I’m so happy.”
In March, Yewon had measured exactly 164 centimeters. It wasn’t a small height for a middle schooler, but when she looked at Uncle Doha and Dad—well, she couldn’t help wishing she might grow taller still.
“I was worried my growth plates might have closed. Thank goodness they haven’t.”
“That’s what I told you—don’t worry. If you take after your father-in-law, you’ll be at least 170 centimeters.”
Eon shook his head as he recalled Yusong’s towering frame—practically an Everest in human form.
Though honestly, the man was almost impossibly tall.
“I wish I could be that tall….”
“Why? You want to reach 170?”
“The taller the better! It’s cool. All those model unnie. Ha-ha.”
And, well, that wasn’t the whole story either.
Yewon was thinking of two seniors who towered over her.
If her eye level could meet theirs even a little, that would be nice. Right now she felt so small beside them.
“Hmm.”
Eon smiled at Yewon’s round, innocent eyes.
“Though honestly, if just your height grew on that baby face, it’d look pretty funny. Like a rabbit with a giraffe’s body attached.”
“What?! Uncle!”
Whether Yewon widened her eyes in protest or not, Eon simply grinned.
“Sigh. I prayed so hard you wouldn’t grow. But here we are—you’ve grown again.”
“You prayed I wouldn’t grow?!”
What a horrible wish!
Yewon looked at Eon with very wounded eyes.
“No, not like that. I just wished you’d stay seven forever. But what can you do…. There’s something nice about watching you grow, too….”
Eon’s gaze lingered wistfully over the many tick marks on Doha’s doorframe before settling on the lowest one.
“It feels like a dream that you were ever that small.”
“Ha-ha. I know, right.”
Yewon nodded, remembering the first time she’d met her uncles.
“I used to worry so much about how to raise you guys….”
“What? Hey, we had plenty of worries! How were we supposed to raise this little troublemaker! You were already taller, but back then we were just kids ourselves!”
“Yeah. But you know, for all that, I think we raised each other pretty well. Don’t you think?”
…….
Something felt off.
This kid actually seemed to believe she’d raised them.
Eon wasn’t entirely pleased about it, but he couldn’t exactly deny the truth of it either—which made the corner of his eye twitch upward.
Just then.
Weon emerged from his room with a loud yawn, stumbling into the two of them.
“Whoa, whoa! Yewon got taller?! We should throw a neighborhood celebration! Your father-in-law should immediately—get a banner made—”
“No! Don’t you dare hang another banner!”
At the mention of the banner, Yewon immediately clamped her hands over Weon’s mouth.
That kind of embarrassment should only happen once, really!
“Mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph!”
“How is Hanwon so loud even with his mouth covered? Did you have a speaker installed in there?”
“Mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph-mmmph!!!!!”
“Shut up. Be quiet.”
Eon, thoroughly irritated, kicked Weon’s shin and then turned his attention back to the tick marks.
“Sigh.”
A sigh escaped him whenever he looked at them.
In just two or three more marks, this little squirt would be in high school, then college, then grown up…. And she’d move out and make her own way in the world….
The thought alone was enough to make his chest ache with melancholy.
“Uncle, don’t make that sad face again. I’m nowhere near moving out yet.”
“It’s not that you’re saying you won’t. You say you will, though.”
If she’d just closed her eyes and promised to live with her uncles forever, they’d have snapped up the recording in a heartbeat, then spent the rest of their lives whining, “You can’t back out of a verbal contract like that — it’s really inconvenient!” But this difficult little one knew exactly what her uncles were plotting.
She never made promises like that.
“But I do have to grow up eventually, don’t I….”
“So you’re a T type?”
“Yeah….”
At Yewon’s words, Ian’s brow furrowed sharply.
Of course — she inherited all the bad habits from Lee Doha. She should’ve gotten my refined F type instead.
“Anyway. Today’s the festival, right?”
“Yeah!”
“You’ve been counting down the days like crazy. And the day’s finally here.”
“Yeah. We finally get to show the world the film we worked so hard on. I’m so excited.”
Every project she’d made had been precious, but this one was different.
This time, they’d put their heads together with their peers, set aside team divisions, pooled their strength, and brainstormed endlessly to create something real.
And she’d made it with her favorite friends and seniors.
Any one of those three things would’ve made it special….
‘But this film — it’s going to save Uncle in the end.’
Yewon cracked open the door to Lee Doha’s room, which had been shut tight.
Light spilled through, and she could see Lee Doha blinking slowly, as if the brightness had roused him from sleep.
His face still dazed, not quite awake.
“Wow, Lee Doha, you look genuinely stupid like that.”
“……Thanks for the morning personal attack, Ian.”
“Yeah. In your next life, try to look smarter.”
“I’m telling you, it’s only because we’re sincere that I debuted with you. But how am I this cute, this charming, this handsome, with such a great personality, dancing so well, singing so well, and tolerating Lee Doha so well? I’m really incredible!”
“…….”
That last part just slipped out.
Lee Doha woke up with a dazed look, bombarded by attacks from the moment morning broke, and shuffled over to gently pinch Yewon’s cheek before laughing.
He shambled over, pinched her cheek once, and snorted with amusement.
“…Sleep well?”
“Yeah!”
“I heard you measuring yourself this morning. Did you get taller?”
“Yeah! One centimeter!”
“That’s a lot. Any growing pains or anything? I can’t have our Yewon hurting….”
“Oh, Uncle. You don’t get growing pains from just one centimeter. I’m fine. But what about you — are you hurting anywhere?”
“No, I’m not.”
Thank goodness. Yewon hugged Lee Doha tight.
These days, just hearing that Uncle wasn’t in pain made her happy.
“What!!!!!!!!!! Why!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don’t I!!!!!!!! Get hugs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Are you discriminating against people, little one?”
Hanwon and Ian thrashed about, then piled onto Yewon and Lee Doha, wrapping their arms around them both.
“Ack. Uncles… I can’t breathe….”
“Tough it out.”
“Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Our love!!!!!!!”
“I really can’t breathe, you guys….”
Whether Lee Doha and Yewon protested or not, Ian and Hanwon only squeezed them tighter.
Our little one’s a middle schooler now — we hardly ever get to hold her like this!
We have no choice!
And….
“……….”
Yeonho, who’d woken up and shuffled out, caught sight of this scene from a distance and immediately turned around.
Just watching it drained the energy out of him — he needed to go back to sleep.
Living under the same roof with these ghost-like extrovert types was no ordinary kind of hard.
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After barely managing to peel her uncles off and head to school, Yewon gasped at the sight of the campus awash in festival atmosphere.
International flags hung from the sky, and teachers were setting up tents and banners all over the place.
Food trucks were rolling in one by one, and everything was bustling with chaos.
Without meaning to, Yewon broke into an excited grin.
This was it — the real festival!
“Yewon!!”
Just then, her friends spotted her and came bounding over.
“Hey hey hey. Did you see?! Did you see?! There are sooooooo many food trucks!!!! I’m going all out today. Don’t try to stop me.”
“Go ahead. Who’s going to stop you?”
At Jeongyun’s resolute declaration, Baek Yun shook his head vigorously, as if he’d heard quite enough.
“So who’s the guest performer today anyway? Actually, I asked Yoo Eun-o for a spoiler and he left my message on read?!?!!?”
“…You actually had the nerve to message that senior?”
Baek Yun looked down at Jeongyun as though genuinely baffled.
They came from the same womb, yet they seemed utterly different. He half wondered if they’d been switched at the hospital.
“Right, the Student Council handled the booking, didn’t they? That makes sense. I get why that senior wouldn’t answer.”
“Maybe it’s some of the alumni seniors coming?”
At Yewon’s guess, her friends began recalling one alumnus after another.
“…Who could it possibly be…? These days I just live off Archive Band music. I’d love it if Archive Band came.”
Everyone nodded at Yewon’s words.
When it came to festivals, what else mattered but a good band? And the hottest band around right now was definitely Archive Band!
“Though Archive Band’s been doing an overseas tour lately.”
“……Then they wouldn’t be coming…….”
They all slumped their shoulders in disappointment.
“I’m fine with whoever comes. Just as long as it’s not my uncles!”
It was a bit unfair to the uncles, but she wanted to see someone other than the people she saw every single day…!
At Yewon’s words, her friends’ eyes zeroed in on her.
“What, what…?!”
“…Never mind….”
Suddenly, her friends had the distinct feeling they knew exactly who the guest performer would be…….

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