episode_0241

It’s been 4 days.

The third day passed quickly.

I gave in to Jessica’s seduction and voted like I did the other day.

If there was a difference, it was when I confidently declared in front of Jessica that I would vote for Ella.

The thing was, Jessica looked at Ella and me with a loving expression telling us to do so.

Ella looked at Jessica’s relaxed attitude and for some reason, she didn’t like it.

Ella could well feel that way.

Even in my opinion, Jessica was a little different back then.

Should I say that I feel a sense of the winner’s composure?

It’s definitely different than before.

‘anyhow.’

I think I know the general reason.

After voting was over, everyone quickly went to sleep.

The other contestants are in the aftermath of playing in the water, Jessica and I are in the aftermath of intense sex.

My body was tired.

Of course, I was a little tired because I did it every day and it was my first time doing it in a long time.

Also, since Jessica and I are a bit bigger than each other, I guess I couldn’t help but have a slightly hunched posture…

Anyway, there was a problem.

The morning of the fourth day began with another unconventional entertainment development.

We were all gathered in a restaurant having breakfast and lunch.

“Today feels a bit… plain.”

Someone said something, and everyone looked around and agreed inwardly.

Fried egg on toast, and soup.

It wasn’t bad.

It wasn’t bad, but-

It was not the kind of breakfast you would find at a luxurious resort, to say the least.

Moreover, if you think about the quality of food and the variety of dishes up to that point, it was food that was bound to be disappointing.

Then, the broadcast began with a now familiar crackling sound.

[I hope everyone is enjoying their meal?]

“Ah, hmm…”

“It’s delicious, but…”

“A little…”

Maybe because the camera was filming, he couldn’t express his regret openly, but you could tell just by looking at his expression.

The slightly disappointed expression and the sight of him poking the yolk of the poor fried egg with a slice of bread.

Anyone who looked at it saw that it was close to protesting.

I also felt sorry.

‘You’re lacking in protein.’

There was a fried egg, but, uh, no meat.

[It would be better to eat in moderation.]

[Because lunch is prepared separately today.]

[This time, we go to the bustling area of Hong Kong.]

“Really? A downtown area?!”

“The resort is nice, but since I came all the way to Hong Kong…”

“That would be fun!”

“Are you having lunch in the downtown area?”

Since I came all the way to Hong Kong, I didn’t think I would spend all my time at the resort.

It was exactly as expected.

[We were allowed to film at a house famous for its dim sum and tofu pudding, and also briefly film at a famous shopping mall that was originally closed for the holidays.]

Cheers erupted from all over the table.

Some people seemed excited about going out for the first time in a long time.

Strictly speaking, I’m still traveling.

After just four days, this place started to feel like home.

I understand that feeling.

[step!]

Suddenly, the PD on the other side of the broadcast shouted loudly.

I felt some tension.

Are there any conditions?

[You will perform your special skills in front of the citizens of Hong Kong.]

[The basic fee of HK$500 and the donations from the audience who watched the performance will be the amount you can use today.]

“Is it a performance?”

“Wow, really?”

“Ah, what is it~ I’m shaking, what should I do~”

“500 Hong Kong dollars… that’s about 90,000 won.”

“Isn’t 90,000 won enough?”

It was a groundbreaking declaration, but most reactions were mild.

And when I looked to the side, I thought I knew the general reason.

They were all people with so much talent that it would be a shame to come in second.

Singers, dancers, models, actors, and more.

These were professions that were confident enough to show off even in sudden performances.

‘I should have expected this too.’

It didn’t make sense to invite this many people and not let them sing or dance even once.

Even if I were a PD, I would have made them do it at least once, no matter what the reason.

[Would you like to?]

They weren’t the type of people who would normally perform something like dim sum and pudding.

“I want to sing after a long time.”

“Shall we do it?”

“Yes! I want to perform in Hong Kong!”

The hostages of hunger and the bustling streets of Hong Kong were too powerful.

That made me scratch the back of my head a bit.

‘What should I do?’

If I had to say, there was a lot to show.

However, there is something I can show in front of the camera.

“What are you going to do?”

Jessica asked, hanging naturally on my arm.

“Well…”

“Show me even if it’s just a little bit!”

Aura, it was like a sword that often appears in fantasy.

I could have done something similar though.

Of course, there was no Harley.

More importantly, why does Jessica take it for granted that I can do it?

I guess I should tell you now.

“I’m not the Northern Duke.”

“…Really?”

Jessica asked, looking a little sad.

After saying that, I felt a little guilty, so I added something else.

“That might be right…”

Jessica’s expression brightened again.

…That wasn’t entirely wrong.

It was something I didn’t know.

Depending on which world I entered, I could have become the Northern Grand Duke, the Lord of the Tower, or a barbarian warrior, or anything else.

‘Me too.’

I used to greet her halfheartedly, but now, after seeing Jessica’s crying face, I was declaring to myself that she might be the Duke of the North.

By the way, what are you really showing me?

[Please board the vehicle.]

[Please come down from the restaurant and board with your partner.]

Many things crossed my mind, but I couldn’t think of anything and ended up getting on the bus.

“Wow, it’s outside!”

“This is totally amazing!”

“This is outside the resort…”

It was a line that would make anyone mistake it for someone who had just been released from prison after 10 years.

The slowly moving vehicle headed deeper into downtown Hong Kong.

There were more people, and long lines of stores could be seen on both sides.

“Is it a night market?”

Hearing that, I nodded too.

It was still daytime, so it didn’t have the glamour typical of a night market.

But most of the flashy signs overhead were neon signs with their lights off.

If it were night, the neon signs would light up at the same time, creating a beautiful atmosphere.

The bus stopped in front of what looked like a large movie theater.

The reason I said it was like a movie theater is because it felt quite different from the movie theaters we know.

Luxurious marble columns and hanging posters of old movies.

There was a red carpet at the entrance, even though it was a little dirty.

It was a place more suited to the word theater than movie theater.

Reading the Chinese on the sign, I saw that it was a theater that handled a variety of things, including movies, plays, and musicals.

In front of the theater, staff and producers were visible.

Everyone was moving busily, and I could already see local Hong Kongers starting to line up.

“Huh? What is this? A line election?”

“It’s true…”

“Do you know us?”

“The drama that Kang Ryul appeared in…”

“Did that work in Hong Kong too?”

Everyone seemed a little puzzled by the fact that locals were lining up.

“Okay, participants, please follow the staff inside!”

As I got off the bus, I read the paper stuck on the outside wall of the theater.

It looks like the locals lined up after reading this.

‘The hottest people in Korea right now are here, the 10 who will become the center of the next generation Korean Wave!’

‘It’s free to watch! If there’s a Hallyu star you really like, you can donate!’

‘Up to HK$100 only!’

‘Hallyu star? Who?’

In addition, there were many other ridiculous and flowery phrases written.

Of course, there were some celebrities among the participants who fit that descriptionㅡ.

Isn’t this a bit too much?

It seemed like the locals were lining up after reading this sensational article.

I started to worry that I would hear complaints from the local Hong Kong people, saying that I had been cheated, let alone donated.

As I headed to the waiting room, I looked at the movie posters adorning the theater walls.

Martial arts films, wuxia films, noir and melodramatic films were the main genres.

‘Martial arts and wuxia.’

If you combine them wellㅡ

It didn’t seem like a bad idea.

I guess I’ll have to show it after adjusting it well.

“Here it is.”

We were guided to the waiting room and entered the room in awe.

A waiting room that seemed to have a scent of the 80s was right in front of me.

In addition to the old-fashioned dressing tables and lighting, there were also props on the walls that looked like they could be used in plays or musicals.

Among them, there was a large, crude sword that looked like something I often saw back in the days when I was in the world of martial arts.

I thought it was a model sword, but it was a real weapon with a weight that was unmistakable, except that the blade was not sharp.

Because there was no blade, it felt more like a blunt weapon than a sword.

“Wow, bro! It suits you so well! It’s a bandit! It’s a bandit!”

Is that a compliment?

No, this time it really seems like it’s going to happen.

As I playfully raised my sword, Taesung, who had been praising me, quickly ran away to the edge of the wall.

Should I show the Hong Kong people some martial arts?

Just showing it isn’t enough.

At least it should show something like cutting or destroying something…

While I was smiling bitterly and pondering, the theater was filling up with people.

The participants in the waiting room were also a bit more relaxed than usual, and the noisy atmosphere gradually calmed down.

I guess it’s different in my main job.

I approached the staff and asked quietly.

“Can I use the props here?”

“Oh, yes! You told me in advance that I could use it.”

“Then can I cut it a little?”

“Yes?”

The staff laughed awkwardly, saying that they hadn’t received permission until then, and I laughed along with them.