My House Has Become a Filming Set!

༺ My House Has Become a Filming Set! – 21 ༻

 

  As soon as Lee Yeonwoo opened his door, there was no sign of him as he had undoubtedly left early again. However, his mobile phone was flickering on the bed.

 

  ‘He left his mobile phone again.’

 

  Kang Do-jun looked at the flickering screen, even though he hadn’t touched it.

 

  [Uncle Cheolsoo’s (3)]

 

  It was a missed call notification he hadn’t received. Wondering why he called, he unlocked the phone with his fingerprint and checked the messages. There was a text saying that he was sick and couldn’t make it to the apiary today.

 

  He wondered whether he should go and pass on this message, or not, but soon it was about time for Lee Yeonwoo to come home, and he figured that Yeonwoo would come straight home without waiting for Uncle Cheolsoo.

 

  [Kang Do-jun Hyung. Age 27. Actor]

 

  ‘…He even added the honorific title ‘hyung’.’

 

  Still, he didn’t quite like it.

 

  When he corrected it to ‘Do-junie hyung,’ his oppressed heart felt somewhat relieved.

 

  As he was sitting there fiddling with the phone, a visitor arrived. Someone was knocking on the window of Lee Yeonwoo’s room.

 

  “Wow, it’s really Kang Do-jun!”

 

  A strange man had come by, exclaiming in awe. When he peeked over the window at the yard, it looked like the production team was getting busy preparing for the shoot.

 

  ‘What’s this? A sasaeng?’

 

  If the majority of Shin Gihyun’s fans were women, Kang Do-jun was a popular actor who was loved by people of all ages and genders. Therefore, there were quite a few male fans, often called “fanboys.”

 

  Judging that the production team failed to stop the sasaeng from coming, Kang Do-jun locked the window so he couldn’t get in.

 

  “No, why are you locking it!?”

 

  “Who are you? We’re in the middle of filming.”

 

  “Ah, I obviously know that you’re filming! Please open this. I came to talk to Yeon.”

 

  Yeon? Lee Yeonwoo?

 

  “Do you mean Yeonwoo?”

 

  “Yes, yes. I’m a resident of this village too! Is Yeonwoo not at home now? He’s not answering his calls either.”

 

 What he had just been handling was Lee Yeonwoo’s phone. The only call was from Uncle Cheolsoo…

 

  “Could it be… Cheolsoo?”

 

  “No, I’m not Cheolsoo, I’m Kim Sehyun! Sorry for speaking informally at first meeting. I’m such a big fan… Do-jun, could you open the door?”

 

  “The only call to Yeonwoo was from Uncle Cheolsoo. Please leave.”

 

  At Kang Do-jun’s words, the man who introduced himself as Kim Sehyun frustratedly ran his hands through his hair.

 

  “Argh, okay, I get it! I’m Cheolsoo. Now, please open the door!”

 

  Now he’s Cheolsoo? His credibility fell even further.

 

  The production team seemed to have finally grasped the situation and were heading towards him, so he turned his attention away from the man, ignoring his words, and returned to what he was doing.

 

  In the middle of this, suddenly a yell rang out from the yard.

 

  “Why are you loitering in front of someone else’s house like a pervert?”

 

  Cheolsoo looked at Lee Yeonwoo with aggrieved eyes as he rubbed his struck shin.

 

  “I came to talk to you, but Do-jun won’t open the door!”

 

  “You came?”

 

  As if it was nothing, Kang Do-jun opened the window without hesitation and greeted Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  “Yes, but what are you doing here? Don’t disturb the folks from Seoul who are shooting. Go away.”

 

  “I came to pass a message that my father is sick today and can’t go to the apiary. Why aren’t you answering your phone?”

 

  “Yeonwoo, is this person Cheolsoo? Is he right?”

 

  Kang Do-jun, who had been suspiciously looking at the man who introduced himself as Kim Sehyun, asked Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  “Yes, hyung. He’s Cheolsoo.”

 

  Uncle Cheolsoo’s son, Kim Cheolsoo, was a bona fide villager who, despite there only being a high school annex in the neighboring village, had left the small country village and was living in a dormitory in a foreign place, coming down every weekend.

 

  “But a moment ago you said Kim Sehyun….”

 

  “Ah, Do-jun. You can just call me Sehyun. I’m going to change my name when I become an adult.”

 

  “Don’t talk nonsense. Just hurry up and get inside.”

 

  Cheolsoo had always said that he found his name old-fashioned and that he would change it once he became an adult and no longer needed his parents’ consent.

 

  “Hyung, if you haven’t prepared food, shall we go out and eat? The PD increased my screen time. I’ll treat you.”

 

  “…Okay.”

 

  Kang Do-jun gave a slight nod and fixed his gaze on Kim Cheolsoo. The list of new residents had been updated. It felt a bit like playing a famous game called ‘Animal X’ from a certain company.

 

  “Yeonwoo, can’t you treat me to a meal too?”

 

  “What’s so pretty about you?”

 

  “Tsk.”

 

  ‘Why does he call him Yeon instead of Yeonwoo? Is it a nickname?’

 

  He was bothered by the fact that Cheolsoo and Yeonwoo had a nickname that was only used between the two of them.

 

  He thought that he and Lee Yeonwoo had formed a brotherly relationship, but it seemed that Lee Yeonwoo already had a relationship in the position of an older brother elsewhere.

 

  ‘He said we were on the same team.’

 

  Kang Do-jun glanced at Kim Cheolsoo and urged Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  “Yeonwoo, if we’re going, let’s go quickly.”

 

  “I can just go like this. You get ready.”

 

  “Yeon-. Really, you’re not going to buy me anything?”

 

  “Stop nagging. Address me with ‘hyung’ at the end of your sentence.”

 

  “…I can also go like this. Where should we go?”

 

  He kicked the front door open and approached Lee Yeonwoo’s side.

 

  “Let’s go.”

 

  “Yes, hyung. If we walk a bit from here, there’s a tasty place. And you, you should hurry home.”

 

  Kim Cheolsoo was persistent in clinging to Lee Yeonwoo to mooch off him. Kang Do-jun draped an arm over Lee Yeonwoo’s shoulder and spoke to him.

 

  “We’re going out, so you should head back, Mr. Cheolsoo.”

 

  “Ugh, please call me Sehyun!”

 

  Ignoring the scream that came from behind, they left the spot. Lee Yeonwoo chuckled and spoke to Kang Do-jun as if boasting about his little brother.

 

  “That kid Cheolsoo, he’s so upset because his dad won’t let him change his name, he says he’ll change it as soon as he becomes an adult.”

 

  He looked down at the pale Lee Yeonwoo. Seeing Cheolsoo, who visited every weekend, seemed to make him happy, as his smile never faded.

 

  “Calling me ‘Yeon’ is a trend among youngsters these days, where they only use the first letter of the name and the family name. He’s a funny guy.”

 

  “…I see.”

 

  Not very amusing, though.

 

  Was it really a restaurant? The place that Lee Yeonwoo had brought him, claiming it to be a delicious restaurant, was a shabby place without even a signboard, only known to the villagers.

 

  “Grandma, one Cheonggukjang… and what would you like, hyung? We have Cheonggukjang and Doenjang jjigae.”

 

  “…Doenjang jjigae.”

 

  “One Cheonggukjang and one Doenjang jjigae, please.”

 

  Even the common menu names were not written down, but Lee Yeonwoo smoothly placed his order.

 

  “It’s really tasty here. The grandmother even makes her own Meju.”

 

  He wanted to ask how Lee knew this, but he kept his mouth firmly shut.

 

  Then, Kang Do-jun, as if he had thought of something, rummaged through his pocket and handed Lee Yeonwoo’s phone to him.

 

  “You left it behind again.”

 

  “Ah, thank you.”

 

  As he handed over the phone, he suddenly remembered the wallpaper he had seen earlier. It seemed to be a group photo, and next to it was Kim Haseon, who Kang Do-jun had become familiar with while searching for him on YouTube.

 

  “Is the background photo from when you were on a fishing boat?”

 

  “Yes, Kim Haseon said he would use it as a thumbnail for YouTube, so we took a shot and shared it.”

 

  “Can I see your phone for a sec?”

 

  Kang Do-jun took Lee Yeonwoo’s phone he had handed over, unlocked it with familiarity, entered the messaging app, and clicked on the profile.

 

  It was still the default profile picture.

 

  “Can I change this profile picture?”

 

  “It doesn’t matter, but why?”

 

  “…Just because.”

 

  He went into the settings and changed the default profile picture to a photo of them farming together. There was no particular reason; he just felt like doing it. It might have been a precaution against Kim Cheolsoo.

 

  Lee Yeonwoo probably wouldn’t mind, given his indifference to such things.

 

  Then he pulled his own phone out of his pocket and fiddled with it.

 

  ‘These days, a lot of friends use the same profile picture…’

 

  Wouldn’t it be nice to strengthen our bond as brothers?

 

  In the midst of this, a short vibration rang out from Lee Yeonwoo’s phone. Kang Do-jun, who was checking the message for him, asked him,

 

  “Yeonwoo, do you use ByulStar?”

 

  “No? I don’t use that kind of stuff.”

 

  That seemed likely. Kang Do-jun took out his own phone and opened the ByulStar app. He had created an account at the behest of his agency, never dreaming it would be used like this.

 

  Curious about the content of the message, Lee Yeonwoo took his phone back to read it. It was a text from one of his friends.

 

  “Dudeeeee, isn’t that you in Shin Gihyeon’s ByulStar photo?”

 

  “What is this…?”

 

  With perfect timing, Kang Do-jun showed him Shin Gihyeon’s feed. A picture that he had taken to check a wound from a past fall was prominently posted on Gihyeon’s feed.

 

  “Ah, this bastard…”

 

  About to swear in thoughtlessness, Lee Yeonwoo stopped when he saw Kang Do-jun flash a quick glance at him.

 

  “Jerk.”

 

  Still, there was a determination to complete the sentence he had started. He then sent a text of fury to the contact number he had received from Shin Gihyeon.

 

  “I thought you said you wouldn’t spread rumors. Do you want to die?”

 

  The reply came instantly.

 

  “I covered your face.”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo checked the feed once more. Ah, the face was covered. Well, then….

 

  While he was burning up, another text flew in from his friend.

 

  “Is that really you? Reply if you read this. You always read and ignore.”

 

  “Fuck off.”

 

  “^Fuck off^”

 

  Just as he was about to send a lengthy rant to his friend who responded to his insult with another, a clicking sound echoed through the air.

 

  “…Hyung, what are you doing?”

 

  “Oh, nothing. I just thought I’d post a photo too.”

 

  “Of me?”

 

  “Is that a bit much? I mean, I will cover your face.”

 

  It was a gaze of desperation that Lee Yeonwoo had never seen in Kang Do-jun’s eyes before. With that look on his face, it was impossible for Yeonwoo to refuse.

 

  “…I suppose it wouldn’t hurt.”

 

  “Thank you.”

 

  As if he had been waiting for those words, Kang Do-jun replied without hesitation. Yeonwoo felt as if he’d been duped in some way, but seeing the aura of joy emanating from Do-jun, he thought, well, it’s fine, and casually let it slide.

 

  * * *

 

  “Hello! Who are we who’ve come to Occupy the countryside? Your stars! Grace! Hello, senior Do-jun!”

 

  When they returned home after eating, unfamiliar men each striking strange poses were spouting cringe-worthy lines.

 

  “We’re the guest rookie boy group, Grace, on this Country Occupation! Nice to meet you.”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo quietly glared at Han Taegu.

 

  ‘Keep saying let’s see, let’s see, and you keep bringing in people, huh?’

 

  By now, Taegu could roughly guess what Yeonwoo’s glaring gaze meant. He quickly slipped away among the staff, sweating profusely.

 

  “Yeon-hyung, you’re here? Mr.Do-jun, come in quickly too! Everyone, please have some coffee.”

 

  “Oh, thank you, Mr.Sehyun.”

 

  Kim Cheolsoo brought out five cups of coffee he had brewed himself in Lee Yeonwoo’s kitchen, and distributed them to the members of the boy group Grace.

 

“Are you still here?”

 

“Goodness, how can I leave when we have guests? Ah! Members of Grace, this is Lee Yeonwoo, the owner of this house.”

 

  “Huh? Isn’t the homeowner… Mr. Sehyuni…?”

 

  Grace blinked with a bewildered expression.

 

  With a look that said ‘I thought he was the homeowner.’

 

  Lee Yeonwoo and Kang Do-jun sighed.

 

  Upon entering the house, some guy was acting as the owner of his house.

 

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