First Day (5)
Yoo-Jin's shoot was just about to end when I returned to the set. In the meantime, I took the chance to check the planner.
[Everyday V10]
[Date: December 12th, 2019]
-05:30 PM
(Deleted Schedule: Kangdongkyung University Hospital Funeral Hall. Miso died.)
The schedule about Miso's death had finally disappeared from the planner.
"Phew."
I finally let out a deep sigh of relief.
As I was checking my planner, Yoo-Jin finished her shoot. She waved her hand and ran towards the parking lot.
"Yoon-Ho oppa~! Miso~!"
I placed my phone back in my pocket and got out of the car with Miso to greet Yoo-Jin.
"Was there any problem with the shoot?"
"Of course not! It went well."
Yoo-Jin smiled proudly and made a victory sign with her fingers as she told me she finished the main shoot without making a single mistake.
'Well done. I'm so proud of my actress.'
"What about the coffee?"
"Oh, right. I gave the entire thermal bottle to Ms. Kim. She really liked it! Your coffee is truly a masterpiece, oppa!"
"Ah, that was nothing. I'll show you what really delicious coffee tastes like next time."
"Wow, I look forward to it!"
Yoo-Jin smiled brightly and noticed Miso hiding behind me.
"Miso. Why are you hiding behind Uncle Yoon-Ho?"
"W-well…I was told to stay at the kindergarten but I didn't listen. I'm sorry."
Miso fidgeted with her fingers and looked like she was about to cry. It seemed that seeing Yoo-Jin's face reminded her of her mistake.
'Aw, what a sweet kid.'
"Hmm. Then you're in trouble, aren't you?"
"Um…yes."
Seeing Yoo-Jin's angry face, Miso retreated and was prepared to be scolded. But at that moment, Yoo-Jin burst into laughter and opened her mouth.
"Well, I'm in such a good mood today that I'll forgive you. But you need to listen to what I say next time. Okay?"
Miso's face brightened up in a heartbeat.
"Really?"
"But remember. There will be no next time. Understood?"
"Okay. I'm sorry, auntie. I promise I won't do it again!"
"Promise?"
"Promise!"
"All right. Let's stamp it with our thumbs."
"Stamp! Boom!"
Twenty-three year old Yoo-Jin and six year old Miso were written as mother and daughter on legal records. However, they always acted like an aunt and a niece in public to hide this fact.
I couldn't help but smile when I saw their happy faces.
'Well done, Jung Yoon-Ho.'
What I had gone through from the time of my death and up to Miso's rescue came to my mind. I resolved never to give up in the future even if the god of fate interfered again, because there was nothing I wouldn't do as long as I could see the two happy like this.
I only had one thing left on the schedule now—after today's work, I planned to go back to my one-room apartment and have a cold beer for the first time in a while, and then a good sleep. I wanted to celebrate my second chance at life and reward myself for saving Yoo-Jin and Miso.
"All right, then. Shall we take a tour of the broadcasting station?"
"Okay~."
I drove Yoo-Jin and Miso toward MBS Broadcasting Station for the last thing on the agenda.
***
Perhaps it was because of the confidence she had gained from successfully shooting The Morning Takes Off, but Yoo-Jin's recording of the last schedule, MBS' Quiz Quiz, also went smoothly.
Yoo-Jin had only one job—to sit and look pretty. Her role was a simple guest without even a microphone to speak, but her radiant, smiling face looked great on camera.
Thanks to that, she even got an offer from the PD to appear on the show again next week.
And now, we were having dinner at the Original Grandma's Gamjatang[1] House located in front of the MBS Broadcasting Station.
Originally, I had planned on taking Yoo-Jin and Miso to Pizza House, but because Miso liked Korean food, I quickly made a reservation at the Original Grandma's Gamjatang House.
I ladled the boiling gamjatang into bowls and placed them in front of Yoo-Jin and Miso.
"Thank you, Uncle Yoon-Ho."
"Oppa, let me serve you a bowl."
Still unaware of her status as a celebrity, Yoo-Jin offered to serve me the soup.
"No need. Celebrities don't do such things, so leave it to the agent."
Compared to the celebrities of Top Entertainment who thought it was only natural to be treated like royalty, Yoo-Jin was nothing short of an angel.
While ladling the soup into my bowl, I carefully mentioned to Yoo-Jin about the gas leak incident from earlier.
"T-there was a gas leak at our place?"
"Yes, so I think it would be best for you guys to stay at a motel tonight. You don't have any plans tomorrow, so it should be fine."
"Oh my goodness. I had no idea…"
"It wasn't a big deal, so there's no need to worry. It was just a slight leak and it was fixed immediately. The firefighter said that such a minor leak wouldn't cause a fire."
I told Yoo-Jin several times not to be concerned about the exaggerated stories broadcast on TV and to only listen to me.
Yoo-Jin nodded and looked at Miso.
"Are you okay, Miso?"
"Yes! I'm fine. This gamjatang is really tasty!"
Miso had already eaten all the meat in her bowl and had even finished the broth before I knew it.
"Uncle Yoon-Ho. Can I have another bowl?"
Miso extended her bowl toward me with both hands.
"Of course you can. I'll give you as much as you want."
I began to ladle a huge amount of gamjatang into Miso's bowl. Watching the backbone meat piling up in her bowl like a mountain, Miso exclaimed in admiration.
"Wow! Wow! Uncle Yoon-Ho is the best!"
In the meantime, Yoo-Jin kept looking at Miso, still thinking about the gas leak. Only after confirming that Miso looked completely unharmed did Yoo-Jin slowly let relief show on her face.
"Oppa, thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to Miso."
Yoo-Jin's eyes became teary. Because the restaurant was crowded, I quickly changed the subject before she cried.
"Don't mention it. I'm telling you, it wasn't even a big deal. Anyway, should we call the landlord?"
"Oh, right. I should call her."
After finishing the call with the landlord, Yoo-Jin let out a sigh of relief. Then, she suddenly grabbed my right hand tightly and politely bowed her head.
"Please keep Miso safe in the future and also help me succeed."
'Wait. Is she praying right now or what?'
Soon, Miso also grabbed my left hand as well and began to imitate Yoo-Jin.
"Uncle Yoon-Ho. Please keep yourself, auntie, and me safe."
The gazes of the other customers in the restaurant turned toward us.
"Hey. People are staring. Stop it."
Yoo-Jin and Miso clinging onto me and praying must've looked strange in their eyes. Surely enough, one of the customers slightly raised their phone.
'I'm not a bad person!'
I silently defended myself to them in my head and quickly called out to Yoo-Jin and Miso.
"Yoo-Jin. How about we take a photo to celebrate today's successful shoot? Let's take one with Miso too!"
"Okay~!"
Yoo-Jin and Miso came closer to me with a smile. When the three of us took a wefie in a cheerful manner, the customers finally stopped staring and went back to eating their backbone soup.