Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 571
Ginsam
Like ginseng, but wild ginseng.
âRight. It has a slightly different bitter taste than ginseng.â
The two middle-aged actors who took another bite of the grilled ginsam nodded their heads. It seemed a bit different from the usual grilled ginseng.
Hwang Do-yoon burst into laughter at the words of the two middle-aged actors who had somehow guessed the right answer.
âHey. Do you think they would give you such precious ginseng like this? Besides, Seo-jun came with a plastic bag dangling.â
ââ¦That makes sense?â
Kim Sung-sik and Jung Eun-mi pondered for a moment and then nodded their heads as if they agreed. Well, they couldnât even estimate how old the ginseng was by its size.
âWe must have been mistaken.â
âNow that I think about it, they said that old ginseng is also good for the body as ginsam. Maybe it tastes better because he dug it up himself.â
âThereâs more, so eat a lot. Do you need anything else?â
Kim Sung-sik and Jung Eun-mi, who thought that the ginseng here was delicious and that they should buy something that grows here next time, smiled and chatted with Hwang Do-yoon.
In the corner of the yard where the team members didnât pay much attention.
Seo-jun, who was giving well-grilled meat to âthat thingâ that was holding out a plate with a flushed face, smiled silently at the conversation.
âAs expected.â
âThat thingâ, which had received the energy of the surrounding mountains for almost a thousand years, knew well where the old ginsams were.
Seo-jun, who wanted to give ginsamg as a gift to âthat thingâ, dug up some of the ginsams, washed them in the stream, cut them, and put them in a plastic bag to make them look light.
He thought it would be better for the team members to think of it as common ginseng rather than ginsam that they didnât know how old it was.
âWell, even if I tell them the truth, they wouldnât believe it.â
Yum yum! He wondered when âitâ learned how to use chopsticks, but âthat thingâ had a small hand that didnât match the long chopsticks and picked up the meat quickly. He put the grilled meat in his mouth and chewed hard.
He looked like a bear that ate a lot before hibernating.
Seo-jun moved a handful of meat from his plate to âthat thingâ.
âThat thingâ, who was looking at the emptying plate with a sad eye, didnât stop his hand. He opened his mouth slightly at the meat that was piled up again. Then he looked at Seo-jun. And then his eyes sparkled. âHeâs giving me meat! Good human!â His thoughts were clearly visible.
âEat a lot.â
âYes yes!â
âThat thingâ nodded his head vigorously and moved his chubby cheeks to eat the meat.
âEat some vegetables too.â
âYes yes!â
âThat thingâ, who didnât have anything to pick, chewed the grilled vegetables that Seo-jun put on his plate.
âBut oppa. Where did Baekgu go?â
âHuh? Thatâs right? He was here until a while ago?â
Seo-jun and âthat thingâ flinched.
They were so distracted by the meat that they forgot to make a clone.
âDid he get angry because you teased him?â
âThatâs right. He just went home, I guess?â
They involuntarily remembered the back of Baekgu, who drooped his tail and walked home. The team member who teased Baekgu the most said in a panic.
âNo, does a dog get angry too?â
âDogs know everything. Senior.â
âDidnât you watch Animal Heaven? They also get angry, act spoiled, pretend to be dumb if they do something wrong, they do everything.â
âThatâs right. And Baekgu is very smart.â
The seniors who teased him the most went out to the entrance and looked at the snow-covered wasteland.
âBaekgu!â
âBaekgu! Where are you!â
âWe were wrong!â
âThat thingâ quickly used his power. Energy gathered next to âthat thingâ and tried to change into Baekguâs appearance.
âBut I canât give you any meat!â
The team members who were watching laughed. Seo-jun also laughed. âThat thingâ was embarrassed. But it wasnât a really bad expression. It was because he knew the affection in that shout.
A transparent clone, Baekgu, flew out of the house. And then a barking sound came from afar.
âBaekgu!â
The seniors who were shouting at the entrance ran out and met Baekgu who was running from the end of the road.
âDo we need to play some music? TV is full of love BGM.â
âAhahaha.â
The sound team leader quickly tapped his phone. The BGM of [TV is full of love], which was aired a long time ago, flowed from the Bluetooth speaker installed in the yard.
âWhere did you go! Baekgu!â
The senior who ran and lifted Baekgu up hugged him and spun around. The touching scene that matched the music made everyone laugh.
âAhahaha.â
Seo-jun and the team members laughed louder.
The team members who drank alcohol and the team members who didnât drink alcohol were all intoxicated by the atmosphere, and their faces were full of happy smiles.
âItâs okay to give him a little lean meat. Boiled.â
âThen should I boil some?â
A team member who quickly boiled some lean meat gave Baekgu a bite. Baekgu ate the meat. Of course, it was boiled meat that had no seasoning, but it wasnât bad. The main body, âthat thingâ, was stuffing lettuce wraps in his mouth and chewing.
Thatâs how the party, which was both a wrap-up party and a meat party, was getting more and more lively.
âGood job. Ji-yoon noona.â
âYou too, Seo-jun.â
Seo-jun and Hwang Ji-yoon sat side by side and looked at the team members. Everyone had a relaxed expression, so Seo-jun and Hwang Ji-yoonâs expressions also relaxed.
âI was wondering how it would turn out at first.â
The plagiarism controversy seemed like a distant past, but it also felt like it happened yesterday.
âMe too. When I said I wanted to star in it, I didnât think the director would refuse.â
âUgh. Thatâ¦â
Hwang Ji-yoon turned her head slightly, feeling a little prickly at Seo-junâs playful words.
Now that she thought about it, she wondered what kind of guts she had. In the end, she made it difficult and made him audition.
ââ¦Iâm sorry.â
âNo. It was fun. And I think the director should have that much stubbornness. Itâs the actorâs job to persuade him.â
Hwang Ji-yoonâs heart lightened at Seo-junâs smile and words.
âThank you, Seo-jun.â
Hwang Ji-yoon continued.
She remembered the moment when Seo-jun called her, the moment when she saw Seo-junâs acting in the acting department practice room.
âIf you hadnât shown me your acting then⦠I wouldnât have been able to shoot such a great film.â
Seo-jun smiled.
âIâm grateful to you for letting me star in such a great work.â
âNo. Iâm more grateful. Thanks to you, I was able to find out about the plagiarism, use a Kid 100, and get help from the great painter named Matteo.â
The more she thought about it, the more she wondered what would have happened if Seo-jun hadnât been there.
She would have somehow made a movie, but would it have been as satisfying as now?
Hwang Ji-yoon could firmly say no.
Even without any other help,
âReally⦠He was more than the unknown painter I had in my mind.â
She could tell by Seo-junâs acting alone. She wondered who else could show such an acting if not Seo-jun.
Seo-jun smiled with a shy but happy face at Hwang Ji-yoonâs sincere words. There was no greater compliment for an actor.
âThen how was Min-han?â
Hwang Do-yoon suddenly interrupted and handed out glasses of soda to Seo-jun and Hwang Ji-yoon. Hwang Ji-yoon said with a sigh.
ââ¦Shit.â
âWhat? I canât hear you?â
Seo-jun smiled softly. Anyone could tell that Hwang Do-yoonâs words were full of mischief.
Hwang Ji-yoon said as if she was grinding her teeth.
âI said he was shittyâ¦â
âShitty? I donât know what that means⦠Ow! Ow! I got it! I got it!â
Hwang Ji-yoon poked his side hard, and Hwang Do-yoon twisted his body. The team members laughed at the sight. They looked like siblings, even though they didnât say much.
âHey!â
The sound team leader raised his voice.
âWho wants to sing with the Bluetooth microphone? We also have a tambourine!â
âOh! Me!â
The fourth-year student of the filming team raised his hand. His flushed face showed that he had drunk some alcohol.
âWhat are you going to sing?â
âJust wait a minute.â
He grabbed the microphone with a smirk and pressed the number. As he pressed the start button, music flowed from the speaker.
Tadadadan!
The familiar and funny tune of Goo Seong-jinâs trot made Seo-jun and the team members laugh out loud and clap their hands. Baekgu was also excited and barked.
The main body, âthat thingâ, had already made a tambourine with his power and shook it. He was good at shaking the tambourine along with Kim Se-yeon. Seo-jun, who could only see that, laughed so hard that tears came out.
âI canât keep up with their energy.â
âMe too.â
But they also smiled broadly and clapped their hands to the beat of the trot. The two middle-aged actors said.
Thatâs how the [Fire] teamâs wrap-up party lasted until late at night.
***
The lodging was bustling from the morning.
âWhat time is the bus coming?â
â2:30!â
âThen letâs clean up the mansion before that.â
âYes!â
The [Fire] team members split into two teams and started cleaning up the mansion and the lodging.
The mansion cleaning team first dismantled the furniture and moved it to the truck, and then moved all the filming tools such as lighting and sound equipment.
âItâs going to be over soon since we cleaned it up beforehand.â
âRight.â
Thanks to the props team, who had restored the mansion to its original state as the filming progressed, it seemed that the mansion would return to the way it was when they first saw it if they only cleaned up the room they filmed yesterday.
They were moving the luggage for a while, when Seo-jun, Hwang Do-yoon, and Yu Se-yeong came to the mansion with Baekgu. They had boxes in their hands.
âLunch time.â
âItâs sandwiches.â
They planned to stop by a rest area in the middle, so they decided to have a light lunch.
âIs it lunch time already?â
âTime flies.â
The team members who sat in the living room of the mansion started eating sandwiches and drinks. Seo-jun looked around the living room that had returned to its appearance a month ago.
âHow much is left?â
âNot much. Just another 30 minutes. How about the lodging?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWe just have to clean up the kitchen after lunch.â
Beyond the wide-open door, Baekgu ran around in the snow-covered yard.
âItâs the last time weâll see Baekgu.â
âRight.â
Unlike Baekgu, who seemed to know nothing and only enjoyed himself, the team membersâ eyes were moist.
***
The time of farewell came quickly.
A big bus arrived at the parking lot of the lodging. The team membersâ luggage bags were loaded onto the bus one by one. Baekgu, who seemed oblivious, wagged his tail and chased after the team members who were moving from the lodging to the parking lot.
âUgh! Baekgu!â
âHow can we leave Baekgu behind?!â
âWoof?â
He tilted his head and perked up his ears at the cute sight of Baekgu. The team members who were holding their bags hugged Baekgu or stroked him or took pictures of him.
ââ¦Should we take Baekgu with us?â
âThereâs a dog thief here!â
âJust kidding! Kidding!â
âNo, you sounded seriousâ¦â
The team members who had a momentary dangerous thought looked at Baekgu with wet eyes.
âBaekgu, take care.â
âWoof!â
âStay healthy.â
âWoof!â
âPlay well with the toys we gave you.â
âWoof woof!â
âBe careful not to get hurt while running around. Watch out for cars.â
âWoof!â
Kim Se-yeon, who was sobbing, shouted.
âBaekgu seems to understand everything we say!â
As Kim Se-yeon said, Baekgu was really answering.
âBye!â
âYes yes!â
âI will! I love toys!â
âDonât worry!â
He wagged his tail and barked, smiling as if he was happy. Seo-jun opened his mouth instead of Baekgu.
âHe really seems to be answering. Bye.â
âRight?!â
âBaekgu!â
The team members hugged Baekgu. Baekgu, who was sandwiched between the team members, didnât seem to hate it and smiled and barked.
âWe have to get on the bus now.â
As he slumped his shoulders at Park Woo-jinâs words, he greeted Baekgu one by one and started to get on the bus. Baekgu also barked as if saying goodbye every time someone got on the bus.
âThere wonât be another dog like Baekguâ¦â
âThatâs trueâ¦â
The bus driver looked at the team members who were stuck to the window, wondering what kind of miracle they had witnessed.
The team members got on the bus, and the stage art students and staff got on the truck. Lastly, they got on the nine-seater van one by one.
âNext time⦠umâ¦â
Seo-jun, who was sitting in front of Baekgu and âthat thingâ, scratched his cheek. He didnât know when âthat thingâ would gather all its strength and be born completely, so he didnât know if he would see it again.
âIt seems possible within 60 years⦠but wouldnât it be hard if it takes longer?â
Since the human lifespan is about 100 years, Seo-jun would be around that age if he lived healthily.
âWell, letâs see each other again if we can.â
âYes, yes!â
âThat thingâ nodded its head.
Seo-jun smiled and stroked Baekguâs head and âthat thingâs head once. He felt his mana inside âthat thingâ. It seemed like âthat thingâ would fall asleep in a few days.
âMy mana has disappeared a lot because of âitâ turning into Baekgu.â
âThat thingâ seemed to know that too, and smiled brightly without any regrets. Seo-jun also smiled back and got up from his seat.
Seo-jun got in the van and looked around the accommodation for the last time. Hwang Ji-yoon and Hwang Do-yoon, who had checked the accommodation, said goodbye to Baekgu and got in the car.
The bus left first, followed by the truck. The van that Seo-jun was in left last.
âBaekgu. Heâs sitting in the road behind us.â
At the words of the prop team leader, Seo-jun and the team members in the van looked back. Baekgu was sitting in the middle of the road, watching the [Fire] team slowly fade away.
The art team member thought he should show it to the team members on the bus and took a picture. There was a lot of longing in his eyes.
âOh. Baekgu got up.â
âHeâs smart, so he must be going home now.â
âWoof!â
A barking sound was heard.
âBye! Take care! It was fun!â
It seemed like they heard such a voice in the wind.
The van, which was moving slowly because of the snow, jerked for a moment. The fourth-year stage art student who was holding the steering wheel said with a thoughtful face.
ââ¦Did you⦠hear that⦠just now? Was it just me?â
The van was quiet. The team membersâ eyes widened. Then, the phone started ringing.
-Ji-yoon! Just now! The kids! They heard a strange voice! I heard it too!
-Senior! You heard it too?!
Seo-jun touched his forehead. He let his guard down at the last moment.
âItâs too late to scold him nowâ¦â
âThat thingâ probably used up all of Seo-junâs remaining mana and was falling asleep. He couldnât scold him because he couldnât meet him. It would have been amazing if he did it on purpose, but
ââ¦He doesnât seem that smart.â
He just seemed to have said goodbye without thinking, excitedly.
âDid you all hear it?!â
âA ghost in broad daylight!â
âSeo-jun! You heard it too, right?!â
It seemed like this shoot would end with a ghost commotion.
***
As Seo-jun thought, âthat thingâ, who said goodbye without thinking, hummed a tune and headed to the hill where he buried his toy by folding the ground twice. The snow had fallen a little and blurred, but the red flower paintings were still there.
âThat thingâ walked over the flower paintings like a fluttering butterfly. There were no footprints.
He had used most of his strength to speak, so he didnât have much time left to keep his eyes open. But that was okay. He really wanted to say goodbye!
âThat thingâ smiled and lay down on the ground where the ânameless painterâ had collapsed, that is, where he had buried his toy. Then, his figure slowly faded as if sinking into the ground. âThat thingâ closed his eyes.
He remembered the faces of the humans he had played with, the terrifying but not so terrifying human, and the flowers that were drawn on the snow on the hill.
It was really funâ¦
A smile filled âthat thingâs face as he slowly fell asleep.
It was like a dream.