Holy Idol [EN]: Chapter 140

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The day before Myeongjeol [Korean Thanksgiving].

2 PM

The members have all gone down to their homes and hometowns. I guess they went to prepare the memorial service table [a table laden with food and offerings for deceased ancestors].

But I’m left alone in the dorm.

My hometown is too far away, so I can’t go.

…Actually, I’m not lonely being alone. It hasn’t even been two hours since I’ve been alone.

It’s just that I feel complicated when I think about the memorial service table.

The members will be stretching out their shrunken stomachs this time.

But I have to eat the salad in the fridge even on Myeongjeol.

It’s sad. There are so many people in the world, but there’s not a single person to prepare my memorial service table…

I’m filming a video diary to soothe my troubled feelings, but it makes me feel even more troubled as I talk.

3 PM

I tried to make ramen as Jung Seo told me, but the gas stove wouldn’t light.

I was told that if you turn it all the way to the side, the fire would come on…

It only makes a clicking sound, and the flame sparks and then dies out. Is it broken?

5 PM

I don’t want to eat salad. I’m hungry and it’s hard.

9 PM

Something strange happened in the last four hours.

Two strangers came by, one saying, ‘CEO Shin Jo-woon sent this,’ and gave me a glass container filled with assorted jeon [Korean savory pancakes].

There was a letter attached, saying that he made too much food and it was left over.

The other one said, ‘CEO Jang Tae-ri sent this,’ and gave me two thermoses. One contained tangsuyuk [Korean sweet and sour pork], and the other contained seaweed soup.

There was also a letter attached, saying that she bought too much food and it was left over.

As far as I know, the two of them were supposed to eat together during Myeongjeol…

Why does one person say they bought it and the other person say they made it?

I think one of them is lying.

In my opinion, it’s Anchovy [a nickname for Shin Jo-woon].

When it comes to cooking, there are people who lie about buying something they made, but there’s no one who lies about buying something they made.

Anyway, that Anchovy is such a liar.

11 PM

After eating the food sent by Shin Jo-woon and Jang Tae-ri, I think it doesn’t matter whether you make it or buy it. It’s delicious.

I’m grateful to both of them.

But I don’t understand. Why did Shin Jo-woon lie about cooking it himself? I would be just as grateful even if Shin Jo-woon bought the food and sent it.

Does Shin Jo-woon want to pretend that he’s good at cooking?

I think that’s a type of showing off. What’s wrong with not being able to cook?

But I’m good at cooking.

There are very few things I can’t do, and cooking is one of them.

This isn’t showing off, it’s the truth.

When I cook and give it to people, they all eat it while shedding tears.

There are many cooking shows these days, so I think it would be good to go out and show off my skills.

But I will never cook for Shin Jo-woon.

Because I like eating more!

Once again, this is definitely not showing off.

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Title: Did anyone see the real-time status of the cast members uploaded on YouTube as a Chuseok [Korean Thanksgiving] special from ?

– Woo Yeon-woo LOLOLOL what the heck is that showing off LOLOLOL

– He clearly couldn’t even turn on the gas stove at 3 PM, but he’s become a cooking master at 11 PM LOLOL;

ㄴ Why, isn’t eight hours enough time to master cooking LOLOLOL

ㄴ Yeah, eight hours is slow. We mastered it in three hours back then LOL

ㄴ Isn’t he a showing-off king LOLOLOL

– But isn’t it a dating process instead of an entertainment process?

ㄴ (Writer) Ah, Sry Sry. But I can’t edit it ㅜ

ㄴ It’s okay, we all know ㅇㅇ

– But did CEO Tu and Yeon-woo’s love triangle break up? Why is only Yeon-woo alone ㅠ

ㄴ They should have invited him instead of just giving him food… It looks like they’re together.

ㄴ Why is Yeon-woo left alone at home ㅠ I want to tell him to come to my house. It’s possible to eat pizza together for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

ㄴ Can I come too?

ㄴ No

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It was Chuseok [Korean Thanksgiving]. It was also the day Rembrandt had promised to meet Hwan-shin, or rather, Lav Room.

[Shall we meet in front of XX Station?]

[Where is that? I don’t know the way. I don’t have a car either.]

[What do you know?]

[Art.]

[Do you know the way out of your house?]

[I just have to go down the stairs.]

[Then come down the stairs by 3:15. Don’t get lost. I’ll go in front of it.]

[Thank you >ㅅ<] Rembrandt quickly put on a comfortable cable knit sweater and black slacks, and searched his desk and drawers to find a notebook and two pencils. As he spent time taking pictures of them placed on the shoe cabinet by the front door, the promised time was almost upon him. Rembrandt quickly went out the front door, put on his shoes, and grabbed the notebook and pencils. And just as he was about to put his hand on the doorknob. – Ding-dong The doorbell rang right in front of him. 'Is it Hwan-shin? But does that guy even know what number I live in?' Rembrandt opened the door in a daze. But the people standing behind the door were not Hwan-shin. "Yo." It was Shin Jo-woon and Jang Tae-ri, smiling brightly. As the door opened and Rembrandt stared in bewilderment, Shin Jo-woon lifted the shopping basket he was holding and shook it. "Who says I can't cook?" The thick shopping basket was filled with all sorts of food ingredients at a glance. Jang Tae-ri, who was slightly behind Shin Jo-woon, leaned forward and waved her hand, slipping out from behind as Shin Jo-woon raised his arm to show off the prey he had collected. "Hi, Yeon-woo." Rembrandt asked in embarrassment. "What's going on all of a sudden?" Normally, the two people's visit would be welcome, but it was ambiguous now. Hwan-shin will be arriving with the devil soon. Moreover, the meeting place is right in front of here, isn't it? Shin Jo-woon calmly replied, lowering the shopping basket. "Still not willing to join our company? I'm here to persuade you." "Really?" "No. Just visiting. I still want to scout you, but that's for later." Jang Tae-ri continued in an excited voice. "We came right away to surprise you. You said you were lonely today, right?" There was no place to go, but there were people to meet. There was also a devil to meet. As Rembrandt hesitated, Jang Tae-ri brought a hand to her mouth and whispered in a loud voice as if telling a secret. "Jo-woon is good at cooking! Let's go in and wait with our mouths open!" "Shall we?" Rembrandt reflexively answered excitedly, but then realized what he had said and covered his mouth. But with that answer, Jang Tae-ri and Shin Jo-woon were already taking off their shoes and coming inside. "The house is small." "Wow, Yeon-woo's pictorial is hanging on the wall! I have that too!" "You hung Woo Yeon-woo's pictorial on the wall? There was nothing like that when we went to film your house before?" "Of course, I took them all down before the broadcast. Now I've put them back up. Wow, there's also a pictorial of all the members together?" While the two were diligently looking around the house, Rembrandt checked the time on his phone. 3:16. What to do. He told him to come out by 3:15. "Aren't you coming in?" As the dorm was small, it seemed that the tour was over, and Shin Jo-woon asked, putting the shopping basket on the table. "Why are you standing there like that?" Jang Tae-ri, who went to the table to help take things out of the shopping basket, tilted her head for a moment and asked with good sense. "Yeon-woo. Do you have someone else coming?" Before Rembrandt could answer, his phone vibrated with a buzzing sound. Rembrandt pressed the button next to his phone. The black screen lit up, and a square text preview screen appeared. [I have arrived. I'm in front of your house.] Listening to the rustling sound of the shopping basket vinyl twisting, Rembrandt anxiously wiggled his toes. What to do. What to really do. Jang Tae-ri said that Shin Jo-woon is good at cooking. Jang Tae-ri has never lied yet. So Shin Jo-woon must be good at cooking. If Shin Jo-woon cooks, I can eat my fill. I don't have to eat that awful salad. Shin Jo-woon is surprisingly gullible, so if I persuade him well, he might give me pizza before he leaves. Or Jang Tae-ri might give it to me. But Hwan-shin and Lav Room have no chance of getting anything to eat even if I meet them. None at all... I promised first. Besides, there are things to check when I meet them. Torn between reality and profit, Rembrandt eventually made a rational choice. "Actually, I have an appointment for a while." Jang Tae-ri came over in surprise. "Ah, I'm sorry. Is it because we came without making an appointment? Then shall we leave?" "No!" "?" "It's just something I need to give for a moment. 30 minutes... no, 15 minutes is enough. I'm meeting them nearby." "Oh, really?" "So will you wait here?" Shin Jo-woon stared at Rembrandt intently, rolling up the shopping basket after taking out all the ingredients. Jang Tae-ri muttered awkwardly, "You don't have to." It seemed that Rembrandt was lying out of consideration for the two of them. "No, it's really a short appointment." Rembrandt hurriedly waved his hand and then asked Shin Jo-woon. "You're cooking, right? Something that takes a long time and is delicious. I'll be back within that time." 'Fussy,' Shin Jo-woon muttered coldly, but he took the plastic wrap off the styrofoam plate and walked to the sink to fill it with water. The sound of water filling the dishwashing sink was heard, and the sound of opening and closing the sink drawers here and there to check the cooking utensils was heard. Rembrandt asked Jang Tae-ri to keep a close eye on Shin Jo-woon so that he wouldn't stop cooking, and then quickly went outside and ran down the stairs. As he went out of the apartment, he saw a car with windows tinted so black that he doubted he could see anything. As Rembrandt appeared at the entrance of the apartment, the driver's seat window went down and Hwan-shin's face was visible. As he nodded, the back door immediately opened with a thud. He thought it was an automatic door, but when he went to the back seat, Lav Room had opened it manually. "Pull it inside." As Lav Room went further inside, Rembrandt got into the seat where Lav Room had been sitting until just now, closed the door, and instructed Hwan-shin. "I can't give you more than 15 minutes, so keep that in mind." "...Aren't you the one who asked to meet?" "So that's why I'm setting the time." "I heard from Sung-woo that you set the time even when I asked to meet." "That's because I gave you the time, so I set it." The devil fiddled with the chain around his neck and made a drilling sound as he chuckled. [He's crazy. He's crazy. He's crazy, man.] Hwan-shin started the car silently and clicked his tongue inwardly. The people in his group were usually more greedy and selfish than ordinary people. It was only natural, as they were people who shook hands with devils, demons, and the evil that the world was wary of in order to succeed. But even they think it's creepy to see devils and demons. But now, the devil was admiring that crazy guy, calling him crazy. Hwan-shin had never seen a devil call a person crazy. After clicking his tongue inwardly, Hwan-shin belatedly remembered the purpose for which Woo Yeon-woo had asked to see Lav Room and stopped the car abruptly with a squeal. "Didn't you say you were going to draw?" "15 minutes." Rembrandt placed the notebook he had tucked under his arm on his lap and declared with charisma. "A masterpiece is completed in 15 minutes." "!" < 140. Guests at the Same Time > End