There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 73

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Episode 73

 

This time, a hip-hop based dance song flowed out.

 

Ay they say the crown is heavy?

 

Well, mine feels pretty light

 

Even when everyone forgot about me

 

I never put it down

 

my crown

 

It’s always glittering for me

 

From the moment everyone heard it, a strong hip-hop beat that made them think ‘this is definitely Yeonho hyung’s…’ echoed throughout.

 

“Th-this is good? If we just polish the lyrics a bit more to be idol-like… it seems worth putting on the album…”

 

But.

 

It was definitely much better than before.

 

Even Doha seemed to think Yeonho’s song was quite decent this time, nodding his head.

 

Then a triumphant smile appeared on Yeonho’s face.

 

“Going with C.”

 

When the play button was pressed, a gentle piano melody filled the living room.

 

The night is a bit slow

 

Choosing words, I missed it

 

What remains in my hands

 

leftover glitter

 

Maybe It’s a litter

 

Unable to throw it away

 

still stuck on my fingers

 

It wasn’t the style that Glitt had tried so far, but it was a really good ballad.

 

‘…!’

 

Doha’s eyes, who had been sitting with his arms crossed in an arrogant posture on the sofa, suddenly widened.

 

‘This is…’

 

The composition, the melody line, it was really good.

 

‘Could it be… Ian?’

 

Doha looked at Eon with disbelief.

 

Eon was looking out the window with a calm expression, but his fingertips tapping the table were trembling slightly.

 

As the song reached its climax, Yeongeo’s expression also became serious. He was completely absorbed in the song, resting his chin on his hand.

 

The last piano key sound left a lingering echo as the song ended. A moment of silence flowed.

 

“…”

 

No one could continue speaking.

 

Even Weon was just sitting there dumbfounded with his mouth agape.

 

Then, Yeongeo slowly opened his mouth.

 

“Wh-whose is this…?!”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Let’s listen to everything first…”

 

“Even if we listen to the others… this one definitely needs to go in.”

 

Yeongeo spoke with rare determination.

 

“It’s a ballad so it can’t be the title track, but we absolutely have to include it as a B-side. No, we could even release it as a pre-release song. I got goosebumps just from hearing the intro.”

 

Yeongeo smiled brightly and praised it enthusiastically. It was an instinctive sense that came from his 7 years of experience as a manager.

 

“This is yours, right Doha? Do-Doha. You said you were in a slump lately, but that was a lie… The song is really good.”

 

Yeongeo looked at Doha as if it was obvious and gave him a thumbs up.

 

The members’ gazes all focused on Doha at once, then shifted to Eon again.

 

Doha let out a bitter laugh, while also seeming to have no choice but to acknowledge it.

 

“…I didn’t write it.”

 

“Huh? What?”

 

“I said I didn’t write that.”

 

“What? Th-th-th-then could it be?!”

 

Yeongeo’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

 

He looked back and forth between Eon and Doha, stammering.

 

Eon finally let out the breath he had been holding and chuckled.

 

But his lips were rising upward uncontrollably.

 

“Wow… amazing!!!!! Hey, Ian. Did you eat something wrong? Or did you go into the mountains and train or something?! How did you suddenly come up with a song like this?! This, this, did this guy cheat?!!? Huh?!!”

 

Weon made a fuss and patted Eon’s back repeatedly.

 

“…As a B-side track, it’s definitely worth including.”

 

Even Yeonho reluctantly gave a word of praise, which said it all.

 

Amidst the noisy celebration, Doha quietly looked at Eon.

 

Just a few days ago, this guy was suffering, pulling at his hair in agony.

 

But overnight he produced a song of this quality?

 

It was somewhat suspicious, but Doha decided to congratulate his member’s growth.

 

“Do you accept defeat now?”

 

Eon looked at Doha and asked somewhat arrogantly.

 

Doha chuckled and nodded.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“!”

 

Eon’s eyes widened at Doha’s clean acknowledgment.

 

“The song is good, Eon hyung. You worked hard.”

 

“…!!”

 

At Doha’s acknowledgment, Eon’s eyes wavered.

 

Soon, Eon turned his head away sharply.

 

…Damn it.

 

This way, he’d continue to owe that little kid.

 

‘Back then.’

 

If that little kid… hadn’t found this song that was completely forgotten somewhere on the laptop.

 

He almost threw away a song that could receive such praise.

 

Even as Eon grumbled internally, his lips kept rising.

 

So.

 

This is how it happened.

 

* * *

 

Yesterday dawn.

 

“Uncle Eon!!”

 

Yewon shook Eon’s shoulder with sparkling eyes.

 

“Ah, what now.”

 

Eon rubbed his slightly swollen eyes and showed irritation, but Yewon paid no attention and pointed at Eon’s laptop.

 

“You know what. The songs Uncle Eon made, can’t we listen to all~ of them together right now?”

 

“…Why my songs.”

 

“Originally, stars don’t know they’re shining.”

 

“!”

 

“Stars only twinkle and shine in the eyes of people watching them. They say stars don’t know they’re shining!”

 

Yewon said that and quickly ran to her room and came back.

 

In Yewon’s hands was the fairy tale book she had read with Doha.

 

…A fairy tale book?

 

Suddenly?

 

Just as Eon’s eyebrows were about to rise high.

 

“Look, look. It’s written here!”

 

Yewon quickly flipped through the pages of the fairy tale book with her small hands, then pointed to a certain spot.

 

[…The baby star was surprised when it saw the photo taken of itself. It didn’t know it was sparkling and twinkling so brightly.]

 

“….”

 

Eon looked at Yewon with bewildered eyes.

 

Sometimes she seemed to have a mental age at least higher than Hanwon’s.

 

But at times like this, she was exactly 7 years old.

 

“You’re looking at this fairy tale book and telling me to go through all the songs I’ve made? Do you even know how embarrassing that is?”

 

Yewon was frustrated to the point of going crazy.

 

It was because memories from her past life flashed through her mind.

 

‘The response to this recorded song is really good. I heard Ian composed it?’

 

‘Yes. Actually, it was a song I was going to throw away. I had put it in the trash and just needed to press empty to finish it… But somehow, it ended up seeing the light of day.’

 

That interview!

 

Eon had definitely said he thought the song he wrote was terrible and was about to throw it away, but brought it back to life through some coincidental opportunity.

 

She didn’t know what that ‘coincidental opportunity’ was, but looking at the current situation, it seemed like Yewon herself was the one who had to create that opportunity.

 

“Me too. When I watch myself acting, it’s sooooo embarrassing. But I still watch it all. Even if it’s embarrassing, I have to watch to be able to act better!”

 

“….”

 

It wasn’t wrong.

 

Eon was also a professional, so he couldn’t not understand what Yewon was saying.

 

But.

 

‘Watching it alone versus watching it with this newborn kid would be the same thing?!’

 

“Ha… What a brazen little kid, really.”

 

Eon let out a hollow laugh as if he was dumbfounded, but unable to resist Yewon’s pestering, he eventually opened his laptop cover.

 

“Fine. Look, look. There’s nothing but trash.”

 

Eon clicked on the <Work Files> folder on his desktop.

 

However.

 

“Not that one.”

 

“?!”

 

“Look at the trash bin!”

 

“What?”

 

Eon was shocked.

 

Still, the things in the <Work Files> folder were songs that were at least decent enough for Eon’s ears.

 

But the work files that went straight to the trash bin were work files that didn’t even pass that minimum standard.

 

She wanted to see those?

 

It was absolutely impossible!

 

“No. Absolutely not.”

 

“Eeeeeeeee.”

 

“You think throwing a tantrum will solve everything?! No!”

 

But Yewon had absolutely no intention of giving in either.

 

‘Uncle Eon, you said so in that interview. That it was a file you had put in the trash!’

 

“If Uncle shows me.”

 

“….”

 

“I’ll grant Uncle one wish later!”

 

“!”

 

At the word ‘wish’, Eon’s ears perked up.

 

“…Anything?”

 

“…Anything.”

 

“Fine. I’ll show you just once.”

 

“….”

 

Even as Yewon made that promise, she somehow felt like she was getting the short end of the deal.

 

Wait, am I asking to see this for my own benefit?!

 

I’m asking to see it for Uncle’s own good?!

 

It was unfair, but that was something to think about later.

 

Yewon looked inside Eon’s trash bin.

 

Inside were files like <Untitled1>, <RealFinal>, <IanReallyGoFuckingDieWhyLive>, <StillNotDeadYet>, <QuitForReal>, <StillHaventQuitPathetic> and so on.

 

“….”

 

The temperament visible even in the file names, really…

 

Yewon narrowed her eyes and looked up at Eon.

 

Eon, perhaps feeling embarrassed even to himself, covered his face with one hand and slightly averted his gaze.

 

“I made all of these staying up for several nights, but compared to Lee Doha’s songs, the quality was lacking so I threw them all away. Satisfied?”

 

“I want to listen to this one.”

 

Yewon picked out one file that had the oldest date and was buried in a corner.

 

File name <Leftover>.

 

Scraps. What’s left behind.

 

Yewon’s intuition was telling her.

 

This was it, exactly.

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