There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 7

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Episode 7

“Hehe. Uncle!”

“Don’t ‘hehe’ me. Why are you dangerously climbing on a chair? What were you trying to get? Water? If you wanted water, you could have just woken Uncle up.”

“Not water, eggs!”

“Eggs?”

Doha couldn’t hide his bewilderment as he sat Yewon down on the chair.

“Why eggs? Did you want to play with eggs?”

Doha didn’t seem to even consider that Yewon might have been trying to cook with the eggs.

Well, there probably aren’t any 7-year-olds who try to cook.

“I wanted to make breakfast for you…!”

“…!”

At Yewon’s words, Doha’s face hardened frighteningly.

“What are you talking about? You’re a child, why would you make food?”

Instead of answering, Yewon just scratched her head.

She still wasn’t used to being treated like a baby.

“Don’t tell me your sister made you prepare meals?”

“Absolutely not!”

Doha seemed to agree that his sister wouldn’t have done that, but then his eyebrows rose again.

“Then why would you think of doing such a thing?”

“Just…”

I’ve been making meals for Uncle and Jeyeon since I was 10. 10 years old or 7 years old, isn’t it pretty much the same?

Yewon scratched her head.

“I thought Uncle… might be hungry?”

“!”

“Yesterday I ate before sleeping, but Uncle didn’t eat anything before sleeping.”

That was true.

Last night, Yewon had eaten the bread, lunch box, and milk that Yeongeo had bought in advance, but Doha hadn’t touched anything.

‘Now I understand why Uncle Yeongeo said Uncle was someone who couldn’t even take care of himself…’

Doha was originally someone who just didn’t eat much.

“So I wanted to give Uncle eggs.”

“…”

Doha froze awkwardly for a moment, then let out a sigh.

“Yewon, Uncle can take care of eating by himself. Uncle is an adult, you know. You’re a baby. What kind of baby takes care of an adult? That’s not allowed.”

“…”

The former 14-year-old felt stung.

She might be a child, but she wasn’t a baby.

“And when there are things in high places like this, you don’t step on a chair to climb up. What should you do instead? Hm?”

Though Doha spoke as if he was angry, Yewon could tell he wasn’t angry at all.

Acting that wouldn’t even fool a 7-year-old.

Uncle would never make it as an actor.

“…Use a ladder?”

“…”

“…”

A brief silence flowed between the two.

“Call Uncle and ask him to do it.”

“Eh?”

That’s a bit…

Since Yewon was comfortable doing everything by herself, Doha’s words felt very awkward.

Though she had disliked Fake Uncle and Jeyeon for making her do all the chores, it wasn’t easy to adapt to Doha wanting her to ask him to do everything either.

“Repeat after me. Call Uncle and ask him to do it.”

“…Call Uncle and… ask, ask him to help.”

Since she couldn’t bring herself to say “ask him to do it,” Yewon changed it slightly.

However, even that seemed satisfactory, as Doha nodded his head greatly.

“That’s right. That’s how it should be. Uncle is here to help Yewon.”

Doha’s satisfied smile looked so-

“While you’re with Uncle, make Uncle do everything from one to ten, from now on.”

So gentle that Yewon felt like tears might come without her knowing.

“Got it?”

“…Yes.”

Have my tear ducts been broken since yesterday? Why am I like this, really?

Then Doha sat Yewon on the chair and stood in front of the pan to start cooking.

Yewon quickly held back her tears and tugged at Doha’s clothes.

“Salt! You need to add salt.”

Feeling teary is one thing, but you need to add salt, mister.

“How much?”

“…Sprinkle, sprinkle sprinkle. That much.”

“…”

Doha glanced at Yewon with a look that said ‘what the heck does that mean?’ but still followed Yewon’s instructions.

“Turn down the heat, and now you need to cover it for a bit.”

Because the rest needs to cook with residual heat.

Yewon deliberately lowered her vocabulary level appropriately.

Since she didn’t have time to prepare for the role, she didn’t yet have a feel for a 7-year-old’s vocabulary level, so she had been speaking based on her own sense.

Fortunately, the only audience member, Doha, also had no idea what a 7-year-old’s vocabulary level should be, so he was being fooled well.

“Now it’s ready to eat.”

“Alright, let’s eat.”

Yewon quietly waited for Doha to put the eggs on a plate.

But instead of doing that, Doha-

“?!”

Swooped her up and sat her on a dining chair.

“The princess should sit and wait. Uncle will bring it to you.”

For a moment, Yewon’s mouth fell wide open.

Princess?!

At this first-time title, Yewon couldn’t close her gaping mouth and watched as Doha set the table for her.

‘…There are a lot of dishes at home?’

While there are no ingredients at all… It’s not like he can eat the dishes.

“The dishes are pretty!”

“Ah, these things.”

Doha rummaged through dishes that looked obviously expensive and pulled one out.

“…A friend of Uncle’s gave them to me.”

“Uncle has friends too?”

“…”

Doha glanced at Yewon with a slightly hurt look.

“Maybe a member uncle?”

Yewon desperately tried to sound innocent as she asked again.

To succeed in the Quest, she wanted to hear even a little about the members.

“…That’s right.”

“Which uncle gave it to you?”

“This was from Uncle Ian… He has good taste, but everything else about him is bad.”

“?!!?”

Why is the member description like that?

“If he’s an uncle who gives presents, then he’s a good uncle, right?”

Yewon asked again, trying to put a positive spin on it somehow.

“That’s not it. I only prepared it because I was forced to for the housewarming self-content. That kind of thing is called being fake.”

“….”

Really teaching a kid good things, he is.

Whether Yewon became solemn or not, Lee Doha put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and just as he raised his hand to take out ketchup and sprinkle it.

His hand stopped.

“…?”

Why did he stop?

“What… should I draw for you.”

“?”

Draw? What?

Yewon tilted her head as if puzzled.

“Ketchup, I mean. What should I draw for you with ketchup.”

“!”

That’s what it was?!

It was something she had never even thought of, so Yewon was flustered.

She had made scrambled eggs by herself dozens, even hundreds of times before….

‘But I never had a reason to draw anything with ketchup for myself.’

So Yewon was slightly dumbfounded.

“Should I draw a rabbit that looks like you? Or a heart?”

“Can you draw a rabbit?”

“Of course I can draw one.”

“Then a rabbit… please.”

As if he had received the order, Lee Doha immediately drew a picture with ketchup on Yewon’s scrambled eggs.

“Ta-da.”

“Wow!”

What can’t this uncle do.

Yewon burst out with an exclamation of admiration seeing the quite cutely drawn rabbit.

“Eat up.”

“Yes!”

Yewon answered excitedly, then hesitated.

“Why? Should I give you something to drink first?”

“…Uncle, is that all you’re eating?”

What Yewon pointed to with her fork was Lee Doha’s bowl.

He had used up all the remaining 7 eggs, but the portion that went into Lee Doha’s bowl was at most about 1 egg’s worth, even being generous.

“Uncle gets full without eating.”

“?”

What kind of person is like that?

Yewon immediately frowned deeply.

“You’ll get sick.”

“Uncle is strong.”

“If Uncle gets sick, who will take care of Yewon?”

“….”

“If Uncle gets sick too, will Yewon be alone again?”

Yewon said as if throwing a tantrum.

“…I’ll eat. I’ll eat. Uncle will eat and won’t get sick.”

The tantrum was effective.

Lee Doha sighed deeply and took a very small amount from what was on Yewon’s plate.

“….”

She didn’t like it, but she’d let it slide for now.

She could make him eat a lot at lunch later.

Just as Lee Doha was about to pick up his spoon.

“Wait!”

“Hm?”

“I want to draw something too.”

“What? Oh… ketchup?”

Lee Doha looked puzzled for a moment, then soon caught on to Yewon’s intention and nodded.

Yewon firmly grasped the ketchup bottle Lee Doha handed her with both hands and-

“!”

Drew a very large heart.

“Uncle can’t get sick. I gave you a heart.”

Lee Doha silently stared at that heart for a while, then nodded.

“…You’re right. Uncle will absolutely never get sick. Thank you.”

“Mm-hm.”

“….”

Even while Yewon was feeling proud, Lee Doha couldn’t pick up his utensils for a long time and just stared blankly at that ketchup heart.

Yewon, who had been simply feeling proud at first, soon became puzzled too.

“Is it because the heart is too big?”

“Huh? No. No, it’s not.”

“Then why aren’t you eating?”

“….”

Lee Doha hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“When Uncle was little, Yewon’s mother, so… my sister used to draw really huge hearts like this for me.”

“!”

“Exactly like Yewon….”

Lee Doha said that and took a bite of the scrambled eggs, then.

“…Blood really can’t be fooled….”

He muttered that.

Yewon pretended not to hear what Lee Doha said and also scooped up a big spoonful of scrambled eggs and filled her mouth.

Fluffy.

The soft eggs made with milk according to Yewon’s recipe melted in her mouth.

For the first time.

She could savor and taste each flavor of the eggs.

Not just roughly filling her stomach, but sitting face to face with family.

Just as she was about to enjoy such a peaceful morning.

“Hey-! Lee Do-ha!”

“?!”

Suddenly, along with the sound of the entrance lock being released, a tremendous shout was heard.

“I heard you got a niece-!”

A young man with tremendous energy burst into the kitchen.

“?!?!?!”

More precisely, a young man who was dripping with a wild aura from head to toe.

Yewon had an intuition the moment she saw him.

‘It’s Hanwon!’

That person must be him.

The protagonist of the first Sub Quest, she thought.

[▶Sub Quest (1)

…

You must first make the member most friendly to Lee Doha, ‘Hanwon’, return to the embrace of family.

Please bring GLEET member Hanwon back to this house.]

In other words.

It meant she had to bring that person back to this house again.

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