Prince From Another Dimension Becomes An Idol [EN]: Chapter 154

#154.

“I can’t.”

“What? Why can’t you?!”

“······.”

“······.”

I only said I couldn’t because I can’t, but if you ask me why I can’t….

A moment of silence fell.

Heungmin quickly corrected himself.

“No, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just assumed you could, of course.”

The members’ gazes returned to the fishing gear placed on the platform.

It could be said that they had mastered everything that could be enjoyed within the palace [their current residence].

However, Dojae had never been fishing either.

‘I’ve only watched others catching and releasing fish while boating on the river….’

Dojae also looked at the fishing gear with interest.

They were things he had only seen on TV, so they were fascinating.

“What should we do?”

“Still, let’s go at least once! When else would we get to go fishing?! It was my dream… Hehe.”

“Do you even know how to bait a hook, hyung [older brother/term of endearment]?”

“Huh? No. I’ve only seen my dad do it roughly from the side….”

“Do you think fish are stupid enough to bite a hook with no bait?”

“Hey. Park Woochul, why are you only saying what’s right? It’s unsettling.”

“Ah, whatever.”

Heungmin and Woochul bickered for a moment about whether or not to go fishing.

“How about stabbing them with a wooden stick? A harpoon?! I’ve always wanted to try that!”

Lui said, smiling brightly.

“Oh, I want to try that too!”

Woochul agreed, and the two of them stirred up the yard, talking about making a harpoon.

I knew he was making too much sense.

Heungmin sighed and shouted at the younger members.

“Do you all want to get harpooned?!”

In the kitchen, Gijun was watching the scene, waiting for the oil in the cauldron to heat up.

If he kept watching his younger brothers like this, the heat in his head would rise faster than the temperature of the oil, so Gijun turned away and seasoned the chicken.

The members agreed to carry their fishing rods and head out to the sea.

“Let’s go and… If there’s someone fishing, let’s learn from them.”

“Okay.”

When Dojae agreed to Heungmin’s words, everyone picked up their fishing rods and luggage and left the stone wall house.

Thanks to the experience from ‘Limora’ [likely a previous show or event] (although there were far more cameras and an unimaginable number of staff compared to then), the members were trying to act without being conscious of the cameras as much as possible.

Still, it was a broadcast, so they couldn’t just lie down and do nothing.

In particular, Heungmin thought he should use the fishing rods that the production team had deliberately prepared, so he was actively taking the lead.

Hong Junsu PD [Production Director] and the staff followed the members, who were excited and carrying their fishing gear.

Only a few staff members in charge of Gijun remained at the stone wall house.

Hong Junsu PD had heard from the managers that none of the members knew how to fish.

However, what mattered wasn’t whether they knew how to do it or not.

Rather, because no one knew, the picture that Hong Junsu PD had intended when planning this 〈Eat, Sleep, Live〉 MOST episode seemed likely to emerge.

Young people causing chaos and accidents while living a life away from civilization.

‘Until now, they’ve broken that expectation and done too well.’

Of course, that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun.

It was more fun than the original intention.

Still, it seemed like the scene of them fishing would produce the picture Hong Junsu PD wanted.

***

After coming out of the stone wall house and walking quickly for about 10 minutes, a wide sea unfolded.

“Wow!!!”

Exclamations burst out spontaneously at the sight of the open sea.

The members opened their chests wide and breathed in the sea breeze to their heart’s content.

“How can the color be so beautiful!”

“It’s completely sparkling!”

The weather was perfect as well.

Fluffy clouds filled the blue sky, and sunlight poured through them.

The waves shattered in the sunlight.

It felt like ‘healing’ just by looking at it.

‘It feels like the sea is welcoming us.’

Dojae thought quietly as he looked at the sea.

“Ah… Gijun hyung [older brother/term of endearment] should have just come with us.”

Gyoosung muttered, seemingly regretful.

“Yeah.”

“Should we call him now?”

Even though they teased each other in front, the MOST members all wanted to share good things together.

“He’s probably busy cooking; let’s go out together again later.”

Everyone nodded at Heungmin’s words.

Woochul looked at the sea with a disappointed expression.

“It would be nice if we could take pictures….”

“When else would we just look with our eyes like this?”

Woochul, who glanced at Heungmin for saying the right answer, turned around and said to Hong Junsu PD.

“We’re looking good on camera, right?! Please take great pictures for us since we don’t have cameras! We need to make memories… And show off to our fans.”

Hong Junsu PD smiled leisurely and nodded at Woochul’s sudden words.

The way he seemed not to be conscious of the camera at all, but then suddenly talked to it, was like a veteran entertainer.

Certainly, Woochul and Heungmin were members with a naturally outstanding sense of entertainment.

“There’s someone fishing over there.”

After looking at the sea to their heart’s content.

Dojae discovered a middle-aged man fishing on the beach and pointed him out.

The members headed towards the man.

Dojae approached the fisherman as carefully as possible and asked.

“Sir. May I ask for your understanding for a moment?”

***

The fisherman, who readily allowed filming, lectured the members on how to fish as sincerely as if he were pointing out his own son.

In fact, he had been fishing in this spot for an hour already, but he was bored because he had only caught and released a few small fish.

The members listened attentively and learned how to fish from the fisherman.

Dojae’s eyes sparkled as if he wouldn’t miss a single word.

The way he even asked questions in between was completely like a model student.

“Huh. It’s not something you can do just with your head. You need to have a feel for it, a feel.”

At the fisherman’s words, the members looked at their hands, wondering if they could feel the ‘hand taste’ [skill/knack] that the fisherman emphasized.

Since there were only two fishing rods, Heungmin and Dojae, who were the most interested, went out to fish first.

“Uh… That’s right. Now, throw it as far as possible, as far as possible.”

Whoosh-

They were young men with great strength.

The fishing line drew a smooth arc and fell into the middle of the sea.

“Their postures are good for first-timers?”

The fisherman chuckled and baited his own hook, casting his line in the other direction.

And about 5 minutes passed.

Unlike Gyusung, who was focused with the thought of eating at least sashimi and at most spicy fish stew, Lui and Woochul’s concentration was wavering.

“Oh!”

The first bite came on Heungmin’s side.

The fisherman quickly checked Heungmin’s fishing rod.

“Now!”

At the fisherman’s shout, Heungmin quickly gave strength and lifted the fishing rod.

“Oh oh oh! It’s a fish!”

Lui exclaimed in admiration.

It was definitely a proper fish that was flapping from the moment it flew up.

“Gasp!”

The fisherman looked with surprised eyes at the black sea bream he had been waiting for so long.

“It’s a black sea bream… Maybe it’s because he’s a beginner. He’s lucky, lucky.”

The fisherman gave a bitter congratulations and skillfully removed the black sea bream from the hook.

“Wow! We can eat sashimi!”

“Hyung [older brother/term of endearment], that’s amazing. There’s something you’re good at too!”

“I told you I’m good at fishing.”

The members praised Heungmin.

He had caught a 30cm fish in 5 minutes, so he deserved to brag.

The staff also looked surprised and fascinated.

As the fisherman said, maybe there really was such a thing as ‘beginner’s luck’….

“Uh oh oh oh!!”

Everyone was so focused on Heungmin.

Dojae, who would normally have said something like “Congratulations, hyung [older brother/term of endearment],” didn’t react at all.

The fisherman was the first to notice Dojae, who was quietly giving strength and lifting his fishing rod.

After that, the members turned their attention to Dojae.

“Wow!”

“It’s a big one!”

The black sea bream that floated to the surface of the sea was clearly a large fish.

If it hadn’t been for the strong Dojae, he might have missed it.

Dojae’s hand holding the fishing rod turned red with strength.

“Oh dear….”

The fisherman, who had initially made a surprised sound, suddenly had a blank expression.

It was because it was a bigger black sea bream than he had expected.

As Woochul said, it was a ‘big catch’.

“Amazing.”

“We can just eat sashimi and go home, right?”

It was a bit of an exaggeration, but with two substantial black sea bream in 10 minutes, it seemed possible.

And a little later.

Chaos, commotion, ups and downs….

Hong Junsu PD, who had been thinking about such a path, was as embarrassed as when a horse appeared in front of the stone wall house.

The black sea bream caught in an hour were piled up in the basket like mushrooms after the rain.

Every fish that Dojae caught was huge, and the ones that Heungmin caught were also quite substantial.

Following them, Gyusung, Lui, and Woochul, who grabbed the fishing rods, also caught one each.

The fisherman who was helping from the side was also flustered and muttered, “This isn’t usually a spot like this.”

Then he changed the direction to where the members had cast their lines.

Surprisingly, as soon as he did, the fisherman also caught three fish the size of his forearm in a row.

“Did you say they’re celebrities? Fish usually run away if it’s noisy… They must all have a lot of energy.”

“We’re very lucky!”

Lui answered excitedly.

It was a situation where he could confidently say ‘lucky,’ so the fisherman nodded as if he agreed.

The fisherman was thinking that it was clear that a special energy had passed by for a moment.

“A day like this might happen once a year.”

“It’s thanks to the knowledge that you generously shared with us, sir. Thank you.”

The fisherman became even more bewildered at Dojae’s greeting.

It was as if light was shining from his face and back, and he felt like he should bow and say thank you even more.

***

On the way back after saying goodbye to the fisherman.

The members’ steps were light, and their shoulders were heavy.

“Aren’t we going to be suspected of rigging this? It’s too amazing.”

The 〈Eat, Sleep, Live〉 main writer said to Hong Junsu PD.

It was a scene where a big ‘Jackpot’ caption would be put on the broadcast.

But it was a ‘jackpot situation’ that felt too artificial.

“Really… You couldn’t do this even if you rigged it.”

“Is this what the energy of a trending idol is like?”

“They really seem like amazing kids.”

“Anyway, what if we’re suspected of rigging it? There was controversy last season too.”

“Last time, we slightly touched it, but this time… Let’s upload the unedited version to MyTube [YouTube equivalent] before the broadcast goes out and controversy arises. There’s nothing to delete here anyway.”

“Ah, there’s that method!”

“I think I’d be more upset if there was a rigging controversy, so I can’t do it.”

The writer nodded as if she understood what Hong Junsu PD was feeling as he muttered.

***

At the stone wall house, Gijun had finished frying all the chicken and even cleaned up, and was now sitting on the platform, relaxing.

It was a peaceful time for the first time in a while.

Of course, that peace was broken by the noisy return of the members.

“You caught all of this? You don’t even know how to fish.”

“Ah, really, I’m telling you! Wow… But hyung [older brother/term of endearment], you have to run a chicken business when you retire. It’s so delicious.”

“That’s right, we caught so many that the fisherman was surprised too. Hyung [older brother/term of endearment]… It’s so delicious.”

“Lies….”

“Check it out on the broadcast. On the broadcast!”

The members satisfied their hunger with chicken while talking.

That night. Lui, who had become friendly with the fisherman at some point, called him, and they sliced and shared the black sea bream sashimi together.

And the night the fisherman left.

A small concert was held in the yard where a bonfire was lit.

It was 10 days before MOST’s first concert.