There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 67

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Episode 67

 

Click.

 

As soon as Yewon’s door closed.

 

“Hah…”

 

Doha roughly rubbed his dry face and leaned back against the sofa.

 

After a while, Weon, who had been crouched in the corner, carefully opened his mouth.

 

“Hey hey… Lee Doha. You went a bit too far this time…”

 

“…”

 

“No, I get that you’re upset because the kid got hurt. But going so far as to tell her to quit acting is a bit… You know how much Yewon loves acting! Say it gently, you bastard. I’m the same age as you, but when you talk like that, my knees go weak, man.”

 

“Leave it. That bastard said something right for once. Is it right for a kid to get hurt like that and not even be able to tell the adults?”

 

“Khkhkhem. That is also a valid point~”

 

At Eon’s words, Weon nodded his head.

 

“It’s obvious without even looking. How much pressure those other ‘adults’ at the filming set must have put on the kid. It’s not like we’ve only experienced it once or twice.”

 

Eon ground his teeth.

 

Until reaching this place, no, even after reaching this level of position, they had experienced unreasonable treatment in this industry more than once or twice.

 

“Even when ridiculous accidents happen on stage, there are plenty of bastards who threaten us saying ‘You have to endure it. There are tens of thousands of fans who came to see you right now. If you bail here and go to the hospital, what about the fans? Are you going to compensate the fans for their ticket money, time, and accommodation costs?'”

 

“Right. If fans’ time and money are so precious, they should do their job properly. There are plenty of bad guys who cause accidents themselves but tell the artists to clean up the mess.”

 

Weon knew too well what Eon was talking about, so he smiled bitterly while scratching his head vigorously.

 

“Damn it. This is really difficult. We just… we just endured it even when it was shitty… But thinking that Yewon has to go through the same thing… Argh!!!! I’m so frustrated I could die!!!!”

 

Weon rolled around on the floor.

 

The thought of that tiny, young child having to go through such harsh experiences really turned his stomach.

 

“Rather than watching Yewon get pushed around by those bastards, it’s better to just quit. That bastard Lee Doha can just work himself to death to support her.”

 

Eon added coldly to the end. Doha sighed deeply without saying anything.

 

If even that cold-blooded Ian spoke so decisively, it meant that truly many unreasonable things happened in this industry.

 

Knowing that, when Yewon said she wanted to act, he couldn’t easily tell her to go ahead.

 

Still, wanting to support Yewon’s dream, he had difficulty sending the child out into the world.

 

The moment he saw those tiny hands covered in blood, his reason snapped.

 

Thinking of that small child rolling around and enduring alone on that harsh filming set made his blood boil.

 

So with the genuine wish that she would really quit acting, he ended up lashing out even more harshly.

 

‘Damn it.’

 

Doha let out a deep sigh.

 

Regret washed over him, but it was already spilled water.

 

Not even the sound of sniffling could be heard from beyond the door. That silence weighed even heavier on Doha’s heart.

 

* * *

 

Back to the present.

 

“So… you’re still in a cold war?”

 

Eon asked while clicking his tongue.

 

Instead of answering, Doha just silently picked at his rice. Across the dining table, Yewon’s seat was empty.

 

Even though it was breakfast time, Yewon had only left the words “I don’t want to eat…” and hadn’t come out of her room.

 

“This is the first time Yewon has gone so far as to skip meals, isn’t it? Is this okay? A growing baby is starving without eating, and the bastard who calls himself uncle won’t even apologize or comfort the child’s heart – is this legal? I don’t think it’s legal.”

 

Weon glanced at Doha while muttering.

 

“Not letting the kid act is one thing. But first, shouldn’t you beg for forgiveness and at least get her to eat?”

 

“Leave it alone. If the kid takes after ‘someone,’ she absolutely won’t eat until you say she can act again. I know that damn stubbornness very well.”

 

“…”

 

It was too obvious who Eon’s ‘someone’ was referring to.

 

Doha put down his spoon with a clatter.

 

“I’ll go out, so you guys feed her.”

 

“Huh?!?!”

 

At Doha’s words, Weon asked back in confusion.

 

“Yewon not eating is probably because of me. I’ll go out. Then you guys go in and get her to eat something.”

 

“Hey hey, that’s… that’s not a solution to the problem at all, I think?”

 

Weon scratched his head in confusion.

 

“Wouldn’t it be better to first tell Yewon that she can act again? You’re not really going to make the kid drop out of the drama.”

 

“…”

 

At Doha’s lack of response, Weon’s face turned pale.

 

“You were serious?!!? You really were thinking of paying all the penalty fees and making her drop out of the drama!?!?”

 

“As long as Yewon doesn’t get hurt, that kind of money isn’t a problem.”

 

The real problem was that if he did that, Yewon’s heart wouldn’t be okay.

 

If it weren’t for that, Doha would have already gone to Time Entertainment and demanded “Please remove Yewon from the drama immediately.”

 

He was barely holding back by gathering all his remaining reason.

 

“You guys can at least get Yewon to eat, right?”

 

“…”

 

Eon and Weon briefly made eye contact.

 

Through the long years spent with Doha, the two knew well.

 

When it came to times like this, trying to stop Lee Doha was useless – that crazy stubborn bastard would absolutely never listen.

 

At times like this, it was better to-

 

“Just get lost already. Do we look like idiots who can’t even feed a kid?”

 

“Yeah~ When you leave, this becomes our world~ We’ll play house with our Yewon, eat delicious food until our bellies burst, comfort Yewon a lot while you’re gone, and become Yewon’s best friends~”

 

“…”

 

Doha was confused whether he should feel reassured or pathetic because of these guys.

 

But soon.

 

He sighed, grabbed his jacket, and went outside.

 

* * *

 

-Yewon.

 

Meanwhile.

 

Yewon woke up to the sound of knocking on the door.

 

Having tossed and turned all night in a festival of worries until dawn, she had inadvertently fallen asleep again.

 

‘…A child’s body is difficult for this reason.’

 

To fall asleep so helplessly after staying up just one night.

 

Yewon thought it would really take a long time to adapt to a 7-year-old’s body as she sat up.

 

And she quietly leaned her face against the door.

 

“I’m… not hungry.”

 

-I’m not Lee Doha, I’m Uncle Weon!! Lee Doha went out, can I come in for a moment?

 

Uncle Doha went out?

 

It was Weon speaking, so she wondered if she could trust him.

 

But Yewon eventually carefully opened the door with her tiny hands.

 

“Uncle Doha… went out?”

 

“Yeah. Now this house is conquered by Yewon and me-”

 

“I’m here too, you bastard. Move.”

 

Eon must have been right next to him, because as soon as the door opened, he kicked Weon’s back with his foot.

 

Having pushed Weon aside like that, Eon said.

 

“Come out, kid. Nothing gets solved by holing up in your room like that.”

 

“!!”

 

“I told you. I really hate kids who just cry.”

 

Really, Uncle Eon is probably the only adult who would talk to a 7-year-old like that…

 

Yewon thought that as she fidgeted and came out of her room.

 

“I’m sorry… for just staying in my room…”

 

“Why is that something for you to be sorry about!! No!!”

 

Weon jumped up and shook his head.

 

“Yewon didn’t do anything wrong. The adults who let Yewon get hurt are the bad ones.”

 

“…But… since I hid that I was hurt… Uncle Doha must be really angry…”

 

“That’s only natural.”

 

Eon said in a cold voice.

 

“If Lee Doha wasn’t angry, that would mean he doesn’t worry about you. Any sane adult who worries about you would naturally be angry.”

 

“…You’re right…”

 

Tears kept coming, making her pronunciation slurred with a stuffy nose.

 

I’m not usually a kid who cries this much.

 

This is strange.

 

“Don’t cry, little one.”

 

At the same time as Eon’s words.

 

“!!”

 

Something touched her lips.

 

Wh, what is this…?!

 

“It’s yogurt.”

 

“!?”

 

S, suddenly yogurt…?

 

“I was originally going to give you ice cream. But Lee Doha said to stop giving you cold things. So eat this to cheer up, then eat a proper meal.”

 

“!”

 

“And go to the filming.”

 

At Eon’s words, Yewon’s mouth fell open.

 

“I, is that really okay…?”

 

“However.”

 

Eon added firmly.

 

“This time, you’re going with me, little one.”

 

“!!!”

 

Huh…

 

To the filming set with Uncle Eon…?!

 

Of all people, with GLEET’s biggest grump…?

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