There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 29

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Episode 29

 

“Uncle. Do you have any dramas or movies you like?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Doha blinked in confusion at the sudden question.

 

He was even more flustered because he usually had no interest in movies or dramas at all.

 

Doha’s hobbies were limited to things like listening to music, making music, communicating with fans, thinking about concepts for his next album, and so on.

 

As Doha remained speechless like that.

 

‘Damn. What a muggle.’

 

Yewon decided to change direction slightly.

 

“Should Yewon try copying Uncle Weon?”

 

“!”

 

“Huhhhhhh?! Me??”

 

Weon, who had been sitting quietly and eavesdropping on their conversation, pointed at himself in confusion.

 

“Yes!”

 

“You can copy me?? How?!”

 

“You can copy me?? How?! Like this!”

 

“…!!!”

 

In an instant, Weon’s intonation, voice tone, expression, and gestures.

 

Yewon captured all of it and recreated it right before their eyes.

 

The acting was such a perfect copy that the two men couldn’t even react properly and just stood there with their mouths agape.

 

However, Yewon’s performance wasn’t over yet.

 

‘Actually, what I just did was closer to voice mimicry.’

 

The real acting starts from here.

 

“Hey hey. Lee Doha. Straighten your shoulders, shoulders. Huh? You’re the leader but you’re always hunching your shoulders like this! With dead eyes! What are you going to do about that!”

 

“…!!”

 

“Wow. Crazy.”

 

Yewon applied the speech patterns she had analyzed from Weon and acted out the character ‘Weon’ perfectly.

 

The corners of his mouth always confidently raised, large gestures that naturally exuded confidence, the characteristic of moving shoulders and legs rather than hands, a tone slightly higher than his natural voice.

 

And even the eyebrows and corners of his eyes that moved in waves along with his mouth.

 

Yewon recreated everything about Weon exactly.

 

But she didn’t stop at simply acting out the character-

 

‘Conveying the message I want to deliver.’

 

Like delivering the message to not be discouraged and to cheer up, being able to convey the message that this scene wants to deliver.

 

That was what Yewon considered a good actor.

 

“Ahem.”

 

Yewon cleared her throat once.

 

Now, shall we move on to the next scene?

 

This time, Yewon relaxed her shoulders that had been raised high and stretched her neck out a little.

 

She relaxed all the muscles in her face but left only the light in her eyes to create an indifferent atmosphere.

 

She crossed her legs slightly and leaned back against the sofa, tilting her waist back to show a relaxed feeling.

 

Then she took a deep breath, exhaled like a sigh, and looked at Weon as if he were pathetic.

 

“…”

 

“Wow, I haven’t even said anything yet but I know who this is. This is Lee Doha!! This vibe of pretending to be a cool uncle!!!!! Wow!!! I’m getting PTSD right now, seriously. Wow. Goosebumps. Wow.”

 

Doha was blushing at his niece’s adorable(?) appearance and had his head hung low, unable to lift it.

 

Weon was jumping up and down excitedly.

 

Yewon looked at Weon like that.

 

“Hanwon. Aren’t you going home?”

 

“Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

 

She delivered the finishing touch.

 

* * *

 

After kicking the jumping Weon’s butt and driving him out to his room.

 

Doha grabbed his dizzy head and took out a peach yogurt from the refrigerator to give to Yewon.

 

Yewon looked at the yogurt and the rabbit-shaped plastic spoon that came with it, then looked at Doha with puzzled eyes.

 

…He doesn’t look like someone who would collect things like this. When did he prepare something like this?

 

Whether Doha knew about Yewon’s doubts or not, he sighed deeply and fed Yewon small spoonfuls of yogurt.

 

“…I lost.”

 

“Yes?”

 

Yewon asked back with yogurt in her mouth.

 

It’s sweet.

 

Whether it was the yogurt that was sweet or victory that was sweet, she didn’t know – but Yewon decided to enjoy this feeling.

 

“Since Uncle lost, that thing… don’t do it again. Got it?”

 

Doha said to Yewon with a more deeply affected face than ever.

 

However, instead of answering obediently as usual, Yewon just shrugged her shoulders with an evil smile.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Earlier you didn’t miss a single pronunciation and did it well.”

 

Oops.

 

Yewon turned her head with slightly guilty eyes.

 

Well, earlier she had to copy adults so she paid extreme attention to pronunciation.

 

But now she’s a child so she doesn’t need to pay that much attention to pronunciation.

 

Being able to adjust pronunciation to fit the character is also part of what an actor should do.

 

“…Have you really never learned acting before?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Yewon nodded while eagerly eating the yogurt Doha fed her.

 

At least not in this life.

 

“…I heard. You told the CEO you wanted to sign a contract.”

 

Doha carefully brought up the topic.

 

Whether it was when she read the fairy tale before or the acting Yewon showed this time.

 

Doha had to admit that his one and only niece was actor material who wouldn’t be out of place appearing on TV or screen tomorrow.

 

Even if it had been an adult’s performance, he would have objectively thought it was ‘well done.’

 

He couldn’t believe that such a tiny child could deliver lines so smoothly without batting an eye.

 

Even though he had seen it clearly with his own two eyes.

 

Even though he didn’t know much about acting, he could immediately tell this wasn’t ordinary talent.

 

‘…If CEO Park had seen Yewon’s acting, he would have immediately flipped out.’

 

Should he be glad he hasn’t seen it yet…?

 

Yewon’s talent was that considerable.

 

“Do you really… want to be an actor?”

 

“I want to.”

 

Even though it was a question he had asked before, even though the answer came immediately, Doha hesitated.

 

Because Doha himself was in the entertainment industry, he knew better.

 

How difficult the entertainment industry was, especially how harsh it might feel to such a small, young girl.

 

But at the same time, he also knew well the feeling of not being able to do what you want to do.

 

‘Don’t you think it’s selfish for you to have such dreams?’

 

‘Please give up, Doha. Listen to Mom. Don’t you know what might happen if you become famous?’

 

‘Your sister gave up just fine for Mom’s sake, so what’s wrong with you that you can’t give up-!’

 

Because he knew what it felt like to have the family you most wanted support from oppose the only dream you’d ever had since birth, Doha couldn’t easily oppose Yewon.

 

Instead, Doha-

 

“If it’s Yewon’s dream, Uncle will cheer you on more enthusiastically than anyone else.”

 

He simply said the words that 7-year-old Lee Doha would have wanted to hear.

 

…Of course, it wasn’t just simple support.

 

If he could, he wanted to burn down everything blocking Yewon’s path and lay out only flowers for her.

 

Doha deliberately swallowed the rest of his words, worried that Yewon might get scared.

 

“Really?!”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Wow.”

 

Yewon smiled brightly as if she had heard a dreamlike story.

 

“I’m really happy…”

 

Seeing that eye-smile where her eyes completely disappeared, Doha chuckled.

 

“Are you that happy?”

 

“Yes!! Of course!!”

 

Yewon took deep breaths through her small mouth, inhaling and exhaling loudly while placing both hands on her hips.

 

“It’s not just anyone, it’s Uncle cheering me on. It’s the best!”

 

“…!”

 

“I don’t need any other support besides Uncle’s.”

 

Saying that, Yewon buried her face softly against Doha’s shoulder.

 

In that moment, the small hands warmly embracing Doha, the warmth felt from the child’s head, and that warm scent unique to children.

 

All of it made Doha truly feel like ‘family.’

 

“Thank you, Uncle.”

 

Doha felt like he was the one who should be saying thank you.

 

“…It’s nothing. It’s natural. That’s… how family is supposed to be.”

 

Instead, Doha awkwardly reached out his hand and patted Yewon’s back.

 

Right.

 

So that these small shoulders, this small back wouldn’t have to carry such a huge burden – Doha could carry all the burden instead.

 

The role of an ‘adult’ that young Doha had so desperately wished for.

 

Now that Doha had become an adult, he was simply grateful that he could fulfill that role for Yewon.

 

* * *

 

Meanwhile, at a high-rise hotel in the heart of Seoul.

 

Eon was looking down at the night view outside from the hotel’s suite room.

 

Seoul viewed from such a high place sometimes looked so small – like a city where dolls lived rather than people.

 

And among those dolls, feeling that he himself lived the most doll-like existence, Eon would sometimes stare blankly at the night view like this.

 

Just then.

 

“!”

 

The sound of someone swiping a card key at the hotel’s door lock could be heard.

 

“So you were here.”

 

Seo Yeonho entered Eon’s suite room.

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