Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1214

Organizing (3)

Han Eun-sol was driving with a dazed look on his face.

‘I’m going to cause an accident at this rate.’

He was trying his best to regain his senses, but his shattered mental state showed no signs of returning.

His eyes drifted to the rearview mirror.

“Hmm, hmm, hmmm.”

Could that even be called humming?

If a song is defined as something pleasant to listen to, then that distorted sound was definitely outside the realm of music.

“…Noona.”

“Huh?”

“Are you happy?”

Choi Yeon-ha’s face contorted.

“Can’t you see I’m in a bad mood right now? How long have you been working with me? Can’t you even read my mood yet?”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Honestly!”

Choi Yeon-ha, who had been frowning and clearly showing her displeasure, twitched her lips, which then curled upwards.

Han Eun-sol, watching her, gave up and looked away from the rearview mirror.

‘There’s no hope.’

Just a day ago, Choi Yeon-ha was ready to blow up the world.

The reason was simple.

Kang Jin-ho was unreachable.

Kang Jin-ho, who had left a simple text saying he was busy and unreachable, had literally disappeared from the world.

Completely.

And the aftermath of that trivial matter was enormous.

There were no major problems until the morning of the first day.

But from the afternoon, things slowly started to pick up, and after a day, a storm hit.

‘She’s a witch, a real witch.’

This incident made Han Eun-sol realize one thing for sure.

The reason Choi Yeon-ha had been acting like a normal person recently was because of Kang Jin-ho. It wasn’t that she had changed or become a different person!

Choi Yeon-ha’s true nature hadn’t changed one bit.

Choi Yeon-ha’s return, after a long time of shedding her pretense, was a disaster for Han Eun-sol as well.

It’s always like that with hard times.

When they hit, they’re as painful as hell, but after that period passes, they’re glorified in a strange way, like, ‘Well, it was kind of fun, wasn’t it?’

Like military service.

But just as someone who says they had some rewarding experiences in the military would be ready to fight to the death if you suggested they reenlist, experiencing the old Choi Yeon-ha again made Han Eun-sol realize how comfortable he had been all this time.

“Hey! Do you think I’m a joke? Should I really let my hair down and go crazy today? Huh?”

Your hair is already down, and you’ve already gone crazy, Noona.

If you go any crazier, you won’t be human anymore.

‘It’s a relief that the filming went well.’

If that cameraman had been just a little less perceptive, chaos would have descended upon the set today.

The common people who witnessed the Asura [a powerful, wrathful demigod in Buddhism] that had descended into reality would have all shed tears and repented their sins… Ah, that’s not it.

‘If that had happened, we’d be screwed.’

I don’t even want to talk about the penalty fees. Money is important, of course, but there are things more important than money.

Choi Yeon-ha had somehow managed to stay at the top of the entertainment industry despite her terrible personality. The reason was very simple. Although her personality was awful, she had a reputation for being reliable when it came to work.

That reputation must be protected.

No matter how successful a star is, there will always be a low point. Bad rumors that were ignored when things were going well come flooding in the moment they start to decline.

Korean Wave star or whatever, celebrities live off their image. The moment that image is ruined, they can no longer be celebrities.

‘Reliable when it comes to work’ was the last image Choi Yeon-ha had to protect.

If that image collapses?

“It’s a downfall, what else.”

“What?”

“I said, be careful on the downhill road.”

“Hmm.”

Han Eun-sol, who had unknowingly revealed his inner thoughts, wiped away a cold sweat.

Of course, even if she had caused chaos on set today, it wouldn’t have made Choi Yeon-ha’s popularity disappear, but everything starts from small things. Today could have been the day Choi Yeon-ha’s popularity started to decline.

‘Does she even know?’

Han Eun-sol slightly turned his head to look at the rearview mirror.

Choi Yeon-ha, looking out the window, was humming another unbearable tune. When the ‘all-around entertainer’ trend was popular, her singing skills were so bad that she made the CEO, who had been excitedly suggesting she debut as a singer, turn around after just two bars.

She knew it herself, so she tried her best not to sing in front of others, but she seemed so happy that she couldn’t help herself.

Han Eun-sol smiled wryly.

‘She’s so happy just because she got one text.’

Of course, it was a relief.

When the director made a mistake and tried to lighten the mood with a lame dad joke, Han Eun-sol clearly saw Choi Yeon-ha holding her water bottle upside down.

If the text hadn’t come at that perfect moment, that water bottle would have flown through the air and struck the director’s head.

But, fortunately for the director and Han Eun-sol, the text that arrived on Choi Yeon-ha’s phone was from Kang Jin-ho, and Choi Yeon-ha, who had been freezing the set like an ice witch, instantly transformed into a gentle goddess of the set.

And now she’s like that.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm.”

Her face was full of smiles. She seemed so happy that she couldn’t stop humming a song that she herself found painful to listen to.

Han Eun-sol sighed deeply and opened his mouth.

“Noona.”

“You’re not going to meet Kang Jin-ho with that expression, are you?”

“What?”

“With that ‘I’m so happy’ face.”

“Hey! When did I ever!”

“…I should install a mirror in the car.”

Han Eun-sol, who had stopped at a traffic light, turned to look at Choi Yeon-ha.

“You need to give him a stern talking to, right?”

“O-of course.”

“Noona.”

“Huh?”

“I know you learned about dating from dramas.”

“Where did you get that ridiculous accusation!”

“Isn’t it true?”

“I acted too.”

“…I admit it.”

There’s not much difference though.

“Anyway, it’s not good to be so happy and forgiving. If you let him get away with disappearing without a word, he’ll take it for granted later.”

“I know.”

“You don’t look like you know.”

Choi Yeon-ha’s lips drooped.

It was still a bit twitchy, but it seemed like she was aware that she needed to say something.

Han Eun-sol smiled bitterly.

“I really don’t understand. It seems like you’ve been together for quite a while now, but are you still that happy?”

“Eun-sol.”

“Yes, Noona.”

“That’s right. When you’ve been together for a while, your feelings should cool down, and you should see reality, right?”

“Of course.”

“But how long have you known me, and you’re still giving me advice with your neck held high? You want your neck snapped backwards?”

Han Eun-sol quietly turned back around.

Then, he straightened his posture and sat up straight.

“I’ll drive.”

“If the car shakes, your life will shake too. Drive fast without shaking.”

“Yes.” It’s unfair. Life is unfair.

Han Eun-sol, pouting, frowned at the dense traffic and crowds.

“Why are there so many people? Is it a special day today?”

“It is a day.”

“What day?”

“The finals.”

“…What?”

“Never mind. How would you know about the world of noble sports?”

Han Eun-sol’s face turned pale.

Who is Choi Yeon-ha?

She’s the woman who left the legendary answer, ‘Isn’t a strike a strike?’ to a sports reporter’s joke, ‘Do you know the difference between a strike and a ball?’

Han Eun-sol and the agency staff had run around like crazy to delete that cursed interview video, and now what? Sports?

“Did you just say sports?”

“Yeah?”

Han Eun-sol blinked and looked at the rearview mirror several times.

“So, are you going to watch that now?”

“…Really?”

“You’ve been picking on me since a while ago? Why? Am I not allowed to watch that?”

“It’s weird. Noona, you don’t even know who Messi is.”

“Isn’t that the thing with holes in it?”

“Not mesh, Messi!”

“What are you talking about?”

Han Eun-sol shut his mouth. Talking to someone who doesn’t understand is a painful experience.

“Pull over.”

“Here?”

“You can’t find anyone in this crowd anyway. We agreed to meet at the subway entrance, so it’s fine.”

“Then I’ll park the car and wait. Call me when it’s over.”

“It’s okay. Go up first.”

“…What?”

“I said, go up.”

Han Eun-sol’s eyes widened.

“Noona, you know you have a schedule tomorrow morning, right? If we stay here tonight and miss the schedule, our company will be ruined. We’re a new company, so we’re already under a lot of scrutiny. If we miss a schedule right after starting the company, we’re done for.”

“Do you think I wouldn’t know that?”

Choi Yeon-ha’s eyes narrowed.

“Aren’t you going to answer?”

“…Ah, of course, you would know. You would know, but…”

It’s like putting a child… no, a venomous snake by the water. I’m worried that the children passing by might get bitten, and I’m also worried that the expensive venomous snake I raised with such care might get caught by a snake charmer.

“Eun-sol, Eun-sol. Manager Han Eun-sol.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry about me, and take care of yourself. I’m a director, you know.”

“…Right.”

“Pull over.”

“Yes.”

Han Eun-sol sighed and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Choi Yeon-ha finished her makeup while looking in the mirror, then put on her coat.

“How do I look?”

“How do you look? You’re pretty.”

“Right? I’m pretty, right? Ha, I can’t help my beauty.”

“Yes, yes. Please, only do that in front of me. Don’t say that in front of others.”

“Don’t worry, and be careful going up.”

Whoosh.

The side door of the van opened, and Choi Yeon-ha put on her hat. Holding another black hat in her other hand, Choi Yeon-ha stepped out of the van with light steps.

“…Please, just don’t cause any trouble.”

Han Eun-sol’s sigh fogged up the car window.

“There are a lot of people?”

Choi Yeon-ha pressed her hat down firmly. She had roughly covered herself with sunglasses and a hat, but there would still be people who recognized her.

Fans are strange creatures. Even if she covered herself up so much that Choi Yeon-ha herself wouldn’t be able to recognize herself, there were people who would notice her like ghosts. If someone shouted, ‘Oh, it’s Choi Yeon-ha’ in a place with so many people, she wouldn’t be able to move because of the crowd.

But contrary to her worries, Choi Yeon-ha’s steps were quite light.

‘I need to scold him.’

How dare he send just one text and then disappear? This is not polite. Even if he’s always been like that, I can’t keep understanding him forever.

I need to get angry and scold him.

And if he’s flustered, then I’ll consider forgiving him.

Should I ask him to buy me a gift?

He has a lot of money, so I should ask him to buy me something expensive. No… then he might not like it, so should I ask him to buy me a nice meal?

While thinking about various things, Choi Yeon-ha walked towards the subway entrance.

Then, a familiar back appeared in Choi Yeon-ha’s eyes.

Choi Yeon-ha quietly approached the back.

Should I surprise him?

Or should I put my arms around him from behind and pretend to be angry?