In response to her words instead of a greeting, she turned around.
Then she smiled and replied.
“I didn’t expect you to come to me first.”
Seolseong wasn’t surprised by San’s sudden visit.
“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? How have you been?”
“Thanks to you, I’ve been well.”
He responded casually.
San, at the age of sixteen, when he was dragged into the heavenly realm. On that day, he had met all the leaders of the heavenly humans.
And at that time, Seolseong was the deputy leader of Seolguk, serving as the direct superior of the leader who brought him.
Although they exchanged only a few words at the time, he vividly remembered her face.
More than ten years had passed, but Seolseong hadn’t changed.
However, the sight of San, who had become an adult, seemed quite surprising to her.
“You’ve grown well. If we met on the street, I wouldn’t have recognized you?”
Seolsung, who was lightly laughing, soon asked to stop discussing personal matters and inquired about the reason for his visit.
“Yeah, what’s going on?”
“Since you were in the celestial realm, I think you know well about dreams.”
“Why? Has something happened to that kid’s dream?”
In the heavenly realm, the river that contained the souls of Moa and Ili was called the ‘vessel’ of Gang.
However, she thought the term ‘that kid’ was more appropriate when talking to him.
San talked about what he had encountered.
“It was a sight I had never seen before.”
“How was it?”
Seolsung, watering the potted plant in the pottery, asked leisurely.
“The scenes in the dream quickly changed, and soon everything tore apart. The sky and the ground twisted as they pleased.”
He continued to answer, recounting vivid scenes one by one.
“Soon, the world covered in darkness started to be scattered like ashes burning in the fire, and not long after, it completely collapsed.”
“……. ”
“I was thrown out.”
He asked if it was a sign that the fusion of souls had been completed.
But she shook her head.
“There has been no precedent for the fusion of souls, and it is still under study in the heavenly realm.”
A slow sigh spread heavily.
“But what you saw…”
Seolsung, who had stopped talking for a moment, seemed to carefully choose her words.
San tried to listen as calmly as possible, but his intuition told him that the results might not be pleasant, just by looking at her reaction.
A thin stream of water began to flow again from the teapot Seolsung was holding.
And she continued to speak while still fixedly gazing at the potted plant.
“It seems to be unrelated to the fusion of souls.”
“……. ”
The beginning of the world in the nightmare collapsing.
That meant,
“It’s evidence that the child has started to become happy.”
A change occurred in Gang’s life.
“Don’t worry too much. It won’t disappear in an instant, although it won’t be consistent.”
“……. ”
“There will be enough time to prepare.”
Here, preparation meant getting ready to find other nightmares.
From the beginning, the happiness of humans and the happiness of nightmares could never be on the same level.
Since nightmares were beings that lived by consuming human unhappiness and fear, the two were destined to have a fate where they could never be happy on the same level.
He said straightforwardly.
“I want to meet the Chief.”
“Taechon? Why?”
“I have something to ask.”
“I told you, there’s still not much information you can get.”
“Can’t you answer this too?”
“What?”
“What happens when the fusion of souls is complete.”
“……. ”
“What happens to Seo Kang?”
The real meaning hidden in the hypothesis that a human turned into a vessel would no longer dream and become free.
As it was an unprecedented event, it wouldn’t be strange to set up some extreme hypotheses.
Seolsung remained silent for a moment.
“That’s what Sunwoo is researching.”
Sunwoo was the leader of the country that took care of human deaths, the country of the sun.
And he was a person who simultaneously performed the role of a researcher in the heavenly realm.
“We’re struggling here too without data. We’re still observing the changes happening to human conditions.”
“Then please let me meet the leader of the country.”
At San’s request, the stream of water flowing from the teapot stopped abruptly.
She turned her head and asked,
“Sunwoo?”
“Yes.”
Seolsung stared at him for a moment without saying a word, then turned his head back to the potted plant.
Afterwards, while evenly watering the remaining plants, he replied,
“Sure.”
“……. ”
“Let’s go together.”
San applied for leave from work and left.
During this time, Romi was entrusted to stay by Gang’s side.
A temporary bodyguard hired while he was away guarded Gang’s side along with Samyoung.
Filming resumed.
Since Sinhwi’s return was still pending, the schedule was decided to proceed slowly without being too demanding.
As the absence of the male protagonist became prolonged, the immersion of the actors inevitably decreased.
Especially for the female protagonist who played the opposite role, pulling the drama unilaterally without emotional exchange made it difficult to achieve good results.
At this moment.
The only one flying around the set was Romi alone.
Filming was mainly focused on action scenes with minimal dialogue, so she roamed the set like a fish in water.
It was a rediscovery of Romi, who had received a lifetime’s worth of criticism for her extraordinary acting.
However, a problem arose just before the final shoot.
The role she played was Hwang So-mi, the right-hand woman of the villain Moon Sung-jun, played by Sinhwi.
As a character whose fists or weapons naturally preceded words, the lines were minimal, and thus, there had been no significant issues so far.
No, everyone had been amazed every time by her incredible action acting.
But there was a scene where Hwang So-mi, who had tasted the blood properly after a long time, had lines.
It was only five characters.
The script had a stage direction that said, ‘So-mi, filled with joy, is deeply moved.’
But the problem was her ad-libbed line trying to bring out the taste.
“Oh, this taste is killing me, you know?”
“Cut!”
It was a natural result.
Director Sung, who was dry-washing his face in confusion, called her quietly.
“Ms. Romi.”
“Yes?”
“Let’s not do what wasn’t in the script. Got it? Hwang So-mi is from Seoul.”
If it was ad-libbing to bring out the taste of the drama, it would be welcome, but in this case, it was an ad-lib that was surely nothing more than a collapse of the character.
No, honestly, it was at the level of character collapse.
Fortunately, the resolute Romi quickly agreed.
“Ah! I got it! I think I got carried away because I hardly have any lines, hehe!”
Bowing her head, Romi went back to the shoot.
But her ad-lib ambition had already caught fire.
It wasn’t that she wouldn’t do it; it meant she would try various attempts.
Even if one of them pleases Director Sung, it would be very gratifying.
“The taste of my hands has arrived!”
“Cut!”
“The taste of my hands is delicious!”
“Cut!”
“Hey! This is the taste of my hands! Ugh!”
“Is this a beef soup restaurant?!”
In the end, the exploding Director Sung, who was about to hit the megaphone, was barely stopped by the assistant director next to him.
Romi missed even the opportunity to deliver lines just once like that and had to conclude with expressive acting.
But the killer-like feeling, intoxicated by the taste of blood, didn’t end.
It was either too ominous, or suggestive, or sparkling.
“…Please, save the ending fairy tale for the idol stage.”
You’re a cold-blooded killer.
Director Sung muttered with a face about to cry.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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