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Dong-hyun)
"Whew......"
Dong-Hyeon came down from the second floor where his room was to the living room, covering his head.
I came downstairs with a haggard face, as if I'd just had a nightmare, and headed straight for the kitchen. Ignoring the blaring TV from the living room, I poured myself a glass of water and drank it.
(Eunmong)
"Are you awake?"
Dong-hyun)
"Phew"
Dong-hyeon heard Eun-mong's voice approaching him while he was drinking water and ended up spitting out the water.
(Eunmong)
"Uh.... are you okay?"
A flustered Eun-mong ran to Dong-hyeon. Dong-hyeon, having spurted the water, clutched his throat for a long time, coughing repeatedly. He must have done it so much that tears welled up in his eyes.
Eunmong patted Donghyun on the back and said.
(Eunmong)
âYou canât even drink a single drop of water?â
Dong-hyeon coughed and glared at Eun-mong, as if to let her know that the reason he was coughing was Eun-mong.
(Eunmong)
âJ... Youâre coughing because of me right now... Is this it?â
After that, Dong-Hyeon coughed a few times and finally stopped.
Dong-hyun)
âYou were surprised!!!â
(Eunmong)
âWas there anything surprising?â
Eunmong tilted his head and looked at Donghyun. Seeing her reaction, Donghyun sighed deeply. As Eunmong had said, it wasn't surprising.
Yeah, if Eunmong hadn't forgotten that he was at his house, this wouldn't have happened.
Dong-hyun)
".....North Korean dialect"
(Eunmong)
âItâs only 6 oâclock. Not bad, right?â
Dong-Hyeon)
"Tell me more"
(Eunmong)
âWhat? What if you just say something out of the blue?â
Dong-Hyeon)
âI guess Iâll have to change my North Korean accent when I get excited. Right?â
Eunmong nodded. His slightly sullen expression was quite adorable.
Dong-hyun)
'The spy looks cute.....'
Dong-hyun concluded that he must be completely crazy. The fact that he, a complete stranger and a celebrity, had invited her into his home would be a huge issue. And it was a woman, too. It would be a very easy issue to nitpick, but that wasn't the point.
North Korean. Yeah, that's the important thing about being North Korean, that they're North Korean special agents.
Dong-hyun)
'Did I drink?'
Dong-hyun finally realized he'd caused a major accident. But it was a belated realization.
(Eunmong)
"So, you're saying the rest isn't bad? Does the tone, intonation, etc. really make me look like a South Korean?"
Dong-Hyeon)
"Yes, but the term 'South Korea' is not commonly used."
(Eunmong)
"Yes, South Korea"
Dong-hyun)
"It's perfect. For now."
Eunmong smiled slightly at Donghyun's words and spoke hesitantly.
(Eunmong)
''That.....over there....."
Dong-hyun)
"yes?"
Eunmong hesitated for a while, then pointed to the TV and said
(Eunmong)
"Who is that idiot box or that guy on TV?"
Donghyun turned his head and looked at the man Eunmong was talking about. Then Donghyun let out a hollow laugh. Unaware of the meaning of Donghyun's hollow laugh, Eunmong looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Dong-hyun)
"That's me"
The person Eun-mong pointed to on TV was Ian. The drama "Return," in which he had starred, was airing on TV, and the drama's main character, Ian, was none other than Dong-hyeon.
Even though their faces were identical, Eun-mong couldn't recognize him, which was just dumbfounding.
Dong-hyun)
âThatâs me!!â
(Eunmong)
"What?? Why is that you? Your names are different! You and Ian."
Dong-Hyeon)
"That's a drama."
(Eunmong)
"Ah..... my first love"
Eunmong said with a twinkle in his eye
(Eunmong)
"No.....let's just go"
Dong-Hyeon)
"What is your first love?"
(Eunmong)
"Ian... is my first love..."
Dong-Hyeon)
âBecause thatâs me?â
(Eunmong)
"Ian isn't as eccentric as you."
Donghyun just gave up on explaining. No matter how many times he tried, it would be like going back and forth.
Dong-Hyeon)
âCome with me, Aldan. Letâs change our clothes.â
Dong-hyeon pointed to the North Korean military uniform Eun-mong was wearing and spoke. Eun-mong sighed briefly, nodded, and followed Dong-hyeon.
The place I arrived at after following Dong-hyeon was a closet full of clothes... no, a closet room.
(Eunmong)
âWhy are there so many clothes?â
Eun-mong spoke, stirring her clothes. As she continued to see more and more clothes that looked obviously expensive, she slowly lowered her hand. Then, with a meaningful smile, she turned to Dong-hyeon and said,
(Eunmong)
"Hey, are there any women's clothes here? You have some eccentric hobbies."
Dong-Hyeon)
âAh..what a weird hobby!! And I donât have any womenâs clothes. Youâre talking nonsense⊠and wordsâ
(Eunmong)
âAt that age, you should be dating more than enough⊠Oh, now that I think about it, isnât that something your girlfriend doesnât like?â
Dong-hyun)
âI donât have a girlfriend?â
Eunmong was startled by Donghyun's words and said
(Eunmong)
âNo?? Didnât Ian say we were comrades earlier?â
Dong-Hyeon)
"That tone again"
Donghyun said as he gave Eunmong a suit. It looked too small on Donghyun, so he didn't think he intended to wear it, and it was suspicious, but he took it anyway. Now wasn't the time to be picky, and he should have been grateful if it was just the right size.
Dong-Hyeon)
"Ian is a character I played, and it has nothing to do with reality. This might be a little big, but try it on first and I'll buy you the clothes."
(Eunmong)
"Ah... Then! Everything you said to Hayeon was a lie?"
Dong-Hyeon)
"It's acting, it's acting."
(Eunmong)
âKissing without any emotion?â
Dong-hyun)
âNo.... Did you see that far?â
Eun-mong looked at Dong-hyeon as if he were a bug. Seeing Eun-mong's expression, Dong-hyeon stuttered in confusion.
Dong-hyun)
"Wh...what! If you're an actor, you can have a kissing scene!! Why are you being so manly?"
(Eunmong)
"trash"
Dong-hyun)
"to?"
(Eunmong)
âYou... donât live like that, being captivated by women. Be careful, if you just rely on looks and rush in, you might get your nose cut off.â
Dong-Hyeon)
"No, I'm single!!! What kind of relationship is this? You need someone decent, right? And why are you so obsessed with my girlfriend? Are you poking me in the eye? Or are you dating me..."
Eun-mong said, throwing the military uniform he was wearing at Dong-hyeon, who was smiling brightly.
(Eunmong)
"Shut up"
Dong-hyun)
"That was harsh. And that's not really me."
And with a slightly dejected expression, he muttered, 'You might be disappointed if you see the real me... I'm not a star.'
Eunmong patted Donghyun's shoulder and said
(Eunmong)
"Just drop it and say it's a poster and give it four stars."
Dong-Hyeon)
â........Youâre not planning on changing here, are you?â
At Dong-hyeon's words, Eun-mong pretended to take off her clothes and said
(Eunmong)
"Change here?"
Dong-Hyeon)
âWhat kind of person doesnât know shame?â
Donghyun left the room, his ears red and trembling.
(Eunmong)
"Cute"
After Dong-hyeon left the room, Eun-mong took off the clothes she was wearing, which were covered in dirt.
Her back bore not one, but several deep, old wounds, likely from a knife wound. The wounds, still unhealed, seemed recent and serious, yet she remained calm.
(Eunmong)
"It's almost healed. Thank goodness there wasn't a bandage."
She knew Dong-hyun would definitely give it to her if she asked, but she knew he'd ask her every word, asking her where she was hurt, how badly, and when and where. Thinking it would be better to just leave it at that, Eun-mong put on the clothes Dong-hyun had given her.
Eunmong, who judged that it was a little big but not a problem for him to move around, kept a belt-like thing on his waist to store a pistol.
If this were North Korea, I wouldn't have hidden it, but this isn't North Korea, it's South Korea. If I were caught here for illegal weapon possession, I'd likely die when I returned to the North.
No matter how brilliant the general was, no matter how many stars he had, it was a problem for the stars. Besides, if he hadn't crash-landed, he would have completed his mission perfectly and filled the empty spot of the one remaining star.
That's why Eunmong had no intention of doing anything reckless right now. He needed to leave for China with his current status as soon as possible.
To do that, I had to first find my older brother here. Yes, my older brother who I lost 17 years ago, or rather, who defected from North Korea.
To find him, Eun-mong readily agreed to become Dong-hyeon's bodyguard.
Well, his older brother is that idiot box... no, he's a celebrity on TV.
(Eunmong)
''I didn't know we were members of the same group''
Yes, Eun-mong's older brother was Jeon Woong. He was a member of the same group as Dong-hyeon. Since she secretly watched him on TV, it was perhaps natural that she didn't recognize Dong-hyeon, who was standing next to her.
She only wanted to know if her brother was doing well, if he was sick, if he was happy, etc., so she looked at him out of longing for him after not seeing him for a long time. She didn't have time to look around and see Dong-Hyeon.
When Eun-mong learned that Dong-hyeon was in the same group as Woong, she was secretly amazed. She thought God had abandoned her, but perhaps this cruel fate had awakened her to the fact that perhaps he hadn't.
(Eunmong)
''.......I want to say that I don't regret my actions, but I don't feel like having a long conversation with my brother.''
''For me, longing is a luxury''
I was anxious that I might settle down here, driven by that longing to see my family. I was worried that I might want to cling to the family bond I'd let go of. No, I was worried that I might cling to it and become entangled.