There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 66
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Episode 66
So, the whole story went like this.
Yesterday afternoon.
Yewon came home desperately trying to hide her injured hand.
She was worried that if Doha, who had overprotective tendencies, found out about this, all hell would break loose.
‘Uncle looks very rational, but… for some reason he’s very sensitive when it comes to my problems…’
My hand will heal in a few days. So I just need to hide it for a few days!
Yewon thought this as she opened the door.
But-
“…Yewon, sit down.”
“!!”
Doha (and Eon and Weon) were already settled in the living room waiting for Yewon.
Oh no.
Juyeong unnie must have already told them…!
‘I asked her not to say anything!’
True to form as a by-the-book manager, she seemed to have told Doha, Yewon’s guardian, as soon as Yewon got hurt.
The atmosphere in the living room was heavy.
It was completely different from usual, when they always tried to maintain the brightest atmosphere possible when Yewon was around.
‘…Gasp…’
At the center of it all was Doha, sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed.
Beside him, Eon and Weon were restlessly watching the situation unfold.
“Hand.”
Doha said briefly. Yewon fidgeted with the hand she had hidden behind her back.
“No, Uncle. This really isn’t a big deal…”
“You need to show me your hand so Uncle can know your exact condition. Uncle needs to know how badly you’re hurt.”
There was an unusually cold intimidating presence in Doha’s voice.
Yewon glanced at Doha nervously and hesitantly extended her injured hand.
Doha’s brow furrowed mercilessly at the sight of her hand with bandages stuck here and there.
Fortunately, the fact that her wrist hadn’t moved during filming was just because the muscle was momentarily shocked, and it wasn’t a stretched ligament or broken arm.
‘At least that’s a relief, really.’
She still had to continue filming, so it would have been really hopeless if they had said she needed a cast or something.
Yewon sighed inwardly.
“…Will you explain?”
“…Well…”
“I heard everything from Juyeong. You told her not to tell me.”
Doha’s gaze pierced straight into Yewon’s eyes.
“The injury is a problem, but… why are you trying to hide it from Uncle?”
Am I that untrustworthy to her?
I should be the closest adult to her.
Doha couldn’t understand why Yewon would try to hide her injury even from him.
“…Because you worry.”
Yewon answered in a crawling voice.
“If the uncles found out, you would worry too much… And even though I put these bandages on! When I take them off, it’s nothing! It’s a really, really small wound!”
“Is that what’s important?”
Doha said, suppressing his anger.
The force in his voice was quite fierce, enough to startle Weon beside him into hiccupping.
“Is acting more important than your body? The uncles’ feelings aren’t more important than your health. Why is a mere 7-year-old worrying about such things?”
Doha knew too. That when working, no matter what kind of work, accidents could happen and injuries were possible.
But.
What made Doha angry wasn’t simply the point that Yewon was ‘injured.’
What made him angriest was that Yewon had hidden her injury and continued filming.
Even adults should immediately stop work and go to the hospital if they’re injured.
Much more so for a 7-year-old child.
‘…They said it was just the muscle being a bit shocked.’
Next time, her arm could really break, or an even bigger accident could happen.
But judging by Yewon’s current attitude, if such accidents happened, she would likely hide her injuries and continue filming.
That was absolutely unacceptable as an uncle, no, as an adult.
Work was important, but the most important thing was Yewon’s safety and health.
Doha had absolutely no intention of compromising on this point.
“…!”
“And you insisted on finishing the filming to the end? If you got hurt, you should have immediately stopped filming and received treatment at the hospital. The injury itself is serious, but the bigger problem is your attitude of trying to hide such wounds from Uncle.”
Doha seemed genuinely furious to the top of his head. He drove the point home with a cold face.
“If you’re going to keep not taking care of yourself like this, quit acting.”
“!”
Yewon’s eyes widened.
“I think Uncle is mistaken. There’s no job anywhere that a 7-year-old should do while getting hurt like this. No matter how much the penalty fee is, Uncle will handle that.”
“Uncle!”
She looked up at Doha with tears welling up in her eyes.
“I, I was wrong… I’ll never get hurt again when I come…”
“That’s not what’s important, I told you. You can’t control everything like accidents. But the problem is what choice you make when you get hurt. If you get hurt like this next time, will you give up filming and go straight to the hospital?”
“!”
At Doha’s worried question, Yewon couldn’t answer easily.
Give up filming and go to the hospital?
Yewon had never done that even once in her previous life.
The people around her always told Yewon to just endure a little, finish just this filming, later… adding all sorts of words to postpone and postpone her treatment.
It wasn’t just Fake Uncle or Jeyeon who did that.
All the staff from every filming set she had met did the same.
Of course, there was the difference that the staff said it while feeling really sorry for Yewon, but they also prioritized filming just the same.
‘Yewon, we’re sorry. But we hope you can understand our situation too. If we stop filming now, the loss amount is too big… That’s not something you can pay for, Yewon. Let’s just finish this and go straight to the hospital.’
‘Not to mention having to reschedule all these staff members, coordinating the schedules of the actors we need to film with is also work. What about the location rental… If there’s a delay, we absolutely can’t meet our schedule. We can’t let the broadcast fail.’
‘Just endure a little bit more. Okay? Just a little. Can I ask you a favor? Yewon is a good child, right?’
When she heard those words, Yewon had no choice but to nod without being able to move.
That’s why Yewon naturally thought her choice was right.
Because that was what a ‘professional’ should do.
But this was the first time.
An adult telling her to prioritize herself over filming.
That’s why it was so unfamiliar, and she didn’t know what to do.
Was that okay?
Really, was it okay to prioritize myself over filming?
“Until you become an adult, as I am your guardian, Uncle has a duty to protect you. If acting could harm you, I don’t think I can agree with you acting right now.”
“…!”
In Doha’s eyes as he said this, there was only affection and worry for Yewon.
“But, but quitting acting is…”
Yewon couldn’t continue her words.
Looking into Doha’s eyes made tears keep coming.
His heart was so unfamiliar but- at the same time, so wonderful.
Not filming first.
An adult who told her she was the top priority.
…Such an adult was her family.
She was truly happy.
But at the same time… Yewon lacked confidence.
‘When the same situation comes, will I be able to make a different choice?’
Could she deliberately ignore all those people’s stares and make a choice just for herself?
Yewon couldn’t easily assert that she could.
She wanted to answer Doha’s words by saying yes, that she would think of herself first.
But those words just wouldn’t come out.
‘…Besides, to succeed in the quest that cotton ball gave me.’
The quest to win the Blue Dragon Best Actress Award before becoming an adult.
To succeed in that quest, she had to endure many things.
Unless she prioritized the filming set and acting over herself, she couldn’t win the Blue Dragon Best Actress Award at such a young age.
And if she didn’t win the Blue Dragon Best Actress Award, Doha would die.
Such a good adult.
Such a good family of mine…
She absolutely couldn’t let that happen.
Therefore, while Yewon was so grateful for Doha’s feelings, she couldn’t bring herself to promise she would do that.
Instead, only tears kept flowing.
No.
‘…I can’t cry in front of Uncle.’
Uncle will worry even more.
Yewon hurriedly rushed into her room to avoid crying in front of Doha.
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