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What Happens When the Sub-Male Lead Goes on Strike
The Fifth Season (1)
A ‘ghost’ appearing in the middle of the night does make the ‘horror movie’ comparison not entirely wrong!
-······How absurd.
“Honestly, we were the ones who were scared out of our wits······.”
-What?
“Oh, no, it’s nothing, it’s nothing.”
The last king of the great nation of Unio, Hanan Lumayan—that is, a palm-sized cloth doll—sat on the sofa in a Seoul home, arms crossed.
Eunseo and Hyunseo knelt respectfully on the living room floor, looking up at her.
Hanan then crumpled her cotton-stuffed brow.
“You’re so cute······.”
-In short, are you saying that young one left me here and returned alone?
“······Yes. I don’t think it was on purpose. He’s just a bit clumsy.”
Hyunseo replied in fluent honorifics.
If there was anyone who knew the characteristics of the human ‘Ham Gain’ well, it would be him.
The eldest son, who was finally trying to take a real break, briefly rubbed his face and swallowed a silent sigh.
Not just every weekend, but every day, people from the other world, divine beasts, and even ghosts are invading his home. How should he accept this current situation······?
-Hmph. Do you think I don’t know that?
“······.”
-By the way, you don’t resemble your younger sibling at all. Your hair is jet black, and your eyes are deep and greasy, like looking at the generals under my command.
“Pfft.”
-Tsk. A man should have fine lines and be supple to be pleasing to the eye. Strength can be left to those who use aether [a magical energy or substance].
“Wow······. I should make that my family motto.”
“Jeong Eunseo.”
I’m going crazy.
Jeong Hyunseo had already come too far to ask himself, ‘How did things end up like this?’ or ‘Why is my fate so twisted?’
He was the author of (even if there was another original author, his fingerprints were all over TGW) and was now in charge of weekend uploads for
The beings from the other world line who suddenly barge into his house may be somewhat uncomfortable, but in the end, they were his children, so it was hard to be cold-hearted.
Seeing them, he sometimes felt, ‘This kid has grown up well.’
He was no longer bound by the confines of a novel, but they also seemed to feel that Hyunseo was close to a ‘creator,’ so they were quite affectionate.
Above all, isn’t it a writer’s duty to take responsibility until the end if they have written something?
“······Gain will probably come with him tomorrow to escort Your Majesty. Surely he doesn’t know he’s lost you yet.”
Surely he didn’t know that he would literally be ‘together’ with him for the rest of his life.
Hyunseo suddenly thought as he watched the spinning dryer.
Should I buy a few more comforters?
-······It wouldn’t be strange if that child thought he had lost me forever. That day······. The World Tree and I fought a life-and-death battle.
“······.”
Also known as ‘Life or Death Duel.’ A term commonly used in martial arts.
Eunseo subtly changed her kneeling legs to a cross-legged position and asked Hanan.
“Ah, come to think of it, Your Majesty. I read that part while crying my eyes out······. How did you survive the labyrinth? Gain and everyone else thought something had happened to you and were really sad······.”
Then the king’s black eyes gleamed red as if they had been tempered.
-That vicious and persistent thing!
‘Thing, thing, thing······!’ It was a terrifying echo.
-I stabbed the sharpest thorns into the core of the World Tree and poured all the most deadly poison. It was an existence that could never be killed without the deadliest of poisons.
“I guess······. That’s probably right.”
-It was as nasty as a loach [a type of fish] wriggling in the sand. A cursed plant.
“Yeah, well.”
That’s the setting of the so-called ‘World Tree’······. Hyunseo shoved the rest of the words under his tongue.
The king in front of him, who had fought and won against such a tree and protected his soul, was certainly strong, but he must have been blessed by an equally powerful god.
The will of many main gods, including Jeong Eunseo, must have saved this person from the cliff. Of course.
-······After a bloody battle, I brought it to extinction.
-Clap!
“Wow, Oppa! So that’s why Your Majesty understands our language!”
At that moment, Eunseo suddenly clapped her hands and raised her voice.
Hyunseo turned to his sister, bewildered.
“What?”
“No, the World Tree, that was kind of openly connecting here and there? That kind of feeling. So when it breaks, black ink comes out, and it smells like burning computer parts. The labyrinth guardian there is also a bit annoying like a final boss. Acting like he knows all the secrets.”
“Huh.”
“You attacked the World Tree, but it must have stabbed back and retaliated just as fiercely, so if you think that information from the World Tree flowed into Your Majesty’s soul? Then it makes perfect sense that you naturally mastered this language. Originally, you have to eat the food here to understand the language, but you’ve been talking to us without any problems since earlier. How’s that?”
“······It’s perfect enough to be declared the official setting. Let’s go with that.”
“Phew. Another accomplishment today!”
Some of the great main gods supported their chins with their thumbs and index fingers, making a V shape.
Hanan didn’t seem to understand half of their conversation, but like a noble king, he didn’t ask again.
Hyunseo got up at the right time.
“······Then, now that we seem to have grasped the situation, I’ll prepare a place to sleep on the sofa for now. Jeong Yeseo’s bed is also fine if you want.”
In fact, he was quite busy even on weekends.
He had to upload fanfiction before today was over, and he also had to take out and fold the brothers’ laundry that had finished drying (he was the type to heal while doing housework, but work was still work).
It’s a relief that he doesn’t need to prepare food and drinks for this person. And he doesn’t have to worry about breaking flower pots like those troublesome brats. That’s really good.
-Look here. You’re saying something funny.
“······Yes?”
He was secretly satisfied with the ghost guest, but Hanan raised his head and shook the pointed toe of his shoe.
Eunseo shouted again as if whispering, ‘Cute!’
“I want to carry you around as a keychain!”
-It is the proper order for the head of the household to introduce the house to the honored guest first.
“······Please get on. I’ll guide you.”
Hyunseo pretended not to hear his youngest’s inhuman(?) expression of affection and held out his hand.
Hanan readily climbed onto his palm and went up to his shoulder with a popping sound.
“Haa······.”
Well, Jeong Yeseo is going to live in two houses and try to make a living.
I should think of taking care of about thirty children as my destiny······.
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“······I trust you, Hyung [older brother/male friend]. If it’s you, Hyung, you’ll take good care of our Majesty. Of course.”
“Actually, I trust Hyung unconditionally too.”
“Okay. Go.”
I don’t know where she’s going, but anyway, I was relieved because Gain seemed to trust and be relieved by Hyung.
Cedric dismissed her mistake with one word, ‘Unbelievable.’
That night, we spread thick blankets in the spacious new shrine bedroom and fell asleep together.
Actually, we didn’t fall asleep right away.
I didn’t realize how time was passing as I unpacked the bundles of stories that the children had brought.
Sharing the bread that Benjamin brought, sharing the anise milk that Sir Johann brewed.
Lighting a few small yellow magic lights here and there, and covering ourselves with the thin blankets that Hilda from the Pantheon had found.
Perhaps because it was after a long war, every episode felt as precious as a jewel.
“Ah, almost half of the displaced people have found new homes. That old Marquis mobilized the Imperial Army to build a lot of houses!”
“That’s a relief. That’s really something to be thankful for.”
“I know. They even cast some kind of magic on them. So they can withstand sea breezes and waves well.”
“This is, Master, we brought this from the north for you······. It’s dried white sugar bear skin! Teacher Lena seasoned it herself.”
“Wow! Thank you, Cory. I’ve been thinking about white sugar bear meat from time to time!”
The children took things out of their small bags without a break and gave them to us as gifts, and sometimes showed them off.
In the opposite reception room, adults in comfortable clothes were tilting their glasses and whispering.
Doing this suddenly reminded me of an old memory. The training camp in my school days.
Heavy eyelids, the light from the hallway coming in through the open door. Children noisily walking around from room to room with snacks.
The indoor area where footsteps echoed like a swimming pool building. Friends who fell asleep before ten o’clock······.
“So, Master. Teacher Tess didn’t come for so long, so I ended up going to the faculty room as a representative to get her. But guess what, Teacher was alone with the principal······!”
“Yerun, you can’t say everything in front of such important people!”
“Hahaha.”
The story about Tess’s recent situation was cut off at that point, and Kina and Willem, who were half-asleep while hugging the divine beasts, were surprised and raised their heads in shock.
While Tess was returning to Alain, Prince Yeseo covered the siblings’ blankets again. Gain and I chuckled and looked around.
Over there, Princess Antoinette, Maria, and Therese were chatting under the same blanket with the children of the Divine Kingdom.
Dorothea seemed to be completely fascinated by the refined appearance of Antoinette and Therese, and Yef was trying to regain even a little of the blanket that his sister had taken away.
Cornelisse and Iseol seemed to feel a considerable sense of intimacy with Duem sisters, who were François’s younger sisters.
“······That’s good.”
At that time, the prince, who was using a blanket like a veil next to me, whispered.
I blinked and turned to him.
“Yes?”
“Now Cornelisse is a child who will grow up under the care of His Majesty the Emperor. Regardless of me, my mother, or even the child’s will.”
“······.”
I could see Kobi and Kina playing pranks on the sleeping Willem.
Gain and Elizabeth were also having a serious conversation.
Above everyone’s whispers, the prince’s voice fell like snowflakes.
“The members of the Imperial Family are treating my younger sibling kindly, and the child is also sincerely following them, so I don’t feel too worried.”
“······Your Highness.”
I carefully called him. Our eyes met immediately.
“If Cornelisse grows up to be a member of the Imperial Family in the future······. Your Highness will also be staying in the Empire during that time, right?”
“Ah. I don’t have much attachment to Venetian.”
The prince answered with a gentle curve in his eyes. Whew. I bit my lip once and then released it.
“That······. Duke Jibril Diop once told me that it would be good to appoint an agent in my territory soon.”
“Hmm?”
The prince tilted his head, resting his cheek on the back of his hand.
I’m getting nervous for no reason when you look at me like that. Gulp.
“So······. So, if Your Highness is okay with it, my, my······.”
“I’m fine with it.”
“My agent······. Really? Really?”
With the feeling that the darkness that wrapped around the bedroom was melting away, my eyes widened.
The prince smiled beautifully and nodded.
Several minutes later, Eva came and declared, ‘We’ve decided to build a villa by Lake Serenite, so there’s no problem! Live there!’ and received applause from everyone.
It was an incredibly happy and grateful night.
I couldn’t sleep until the blue dawn because I was laughing.