About a week after I flew the light aircraft.

    Tuk, tuktuk, tuktuktuktuktuk.

    Pararararararak.

    As the light aircraft propeller started spinning smoothly.

    “Although you’ve received parachute training many times, let me remind you once more….”

    Director MacGroi eagerly repeated the safety instructions.

    There were quite a few different points, but

    the core was simple.

    “You must absolutely prioritize safety over filming.”

    “Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”

    “Your body is your greatest asset!”

    If something happens, don’t look back and prioritize your own safety first.

    After responding that I understood several times, I immediately boarded the light aircraft.

    “It’s definitely chilly with the wind blowing.”

    As if he’d been waiting, Roderson, who was playing Clayton, spoke to me from the pilot’s seat.

    “I know, and I’m even colder in these leaf pants.”

    “You say that, but you don’t look cold at all.”

    “Maybe it’s because I’m still young.”

    “It’s not that—you’re just special. Looking at you now, you’re unbelievably handsome.”

    Before starting the actual filming, we eased the tension with light conversation.

    After properly warming up the atmosphere, the light aircraft soon took to the sky.

    “I’ll do my best to make this the best day of my acting career!”

    “I’m counting on you!”

    “Yes!”

    For reference, everyone except me and Roderson were stunt performers.

    In a way, this was completely natural.

    ‘Because this isn’t just moderately dangerous filming.’

    Aerial filming so dangerous that one could die if not careful.

    How many actors would actually do this without using a double?

    ‘Plus, you need quite a long training period if you want to do it.’

    Actors who met all these conditions and had the will to do it?

    They were truly rare, and

    fortunately, two of those rare individuals were in the same space.

    Tararararararak!

    Finally, the light aircraft took off.

    I could see drones in the distance.

    And even a cameraman attached to the wing.

    All preparations were complete.

    Chizizizik.

    -For the aerial filming, Donghu, please give the signal first, and the cameraman will film accordingly!

    The radio message came at the perfect timing.

    I made eye contact with the cameraman and slowly nodded.

    Now it was time to become the true Tarzan.

    ++++++

    Watching Kim Donghu, who had been smiling until just now, slowly immerse himself into Tarzan.

    -I don’t like scaring you, but be careful.

    -Of what?

    Roderson, who was playing Clayton, suddenly recalled a conversation he had with a colleague.

    His colleague, who had been at the script reading earlier, had continued very seriously.

    -Donghu Kim… he’s really good at acting, but it feels too intense because of his appearance.

    -What do you mean by too intense?

    To summarize his colleague’s words:

    Obviously, there’s an appropriate appearance for any role, and

    the level of synergy varies depending on the compatibility between the face and the role.

    -What? That’s obvious, isn’t it?

    Up to this point, it was common knowledge, so he had waved it off.

    -But it applies differently to Donghu Kim, that’s why I’m telling you.

    -What do you mean by “applies differently”?

    -It’s not just acting, it’s like bringing the real thing, and that’s… really scary.

    -Scary?

    -Yes, since you’ll be doing dangerous filming, I’m telling you this so you won’t be frightened in advance.

    William, who played the role of Sabor the leopard, had answered sincerely.

    Saying it was advice that absolutely shouldn’t be ignored.

    ‘At the time, I wondered why he was saying that.’

    Now, seeing the level of method acting, he completely understood that advice.

    “Clayton! Stop everything you’re doing right now!”

    The same words can have different meanings depending on who says them.

    In that sense, Kim Donghu—no, Tarzan—was clearly giving a “command” right now.

    “You beast! How dare you talk to me like that? How impudent!”

    “This is my final warning! Stop!”

    According to the timeline,

    Tarzan had already acquired some human culture by this point,

    so he had no difficulty expressing himself in language.

    Tararararak.

    The light aircraft shook with even the slightest breeze.

    The altitude was so high that looking down would make your blood rush to your feet.

    Yet Tarzan’s attitude remained unchanged.

    As if this was nothing to him.

    Rather, he was slowly crawling from the tail toward the head of the aircraft.

    ‘He’s insane, he’s actually climbing on a flying aircraft.’

    It was truly the essence of the wild.

    The wind blowing from the front made Tarzan’s hair flutter,

    naturally showing how great a challenge he was facing.

    “It’s too late! I’ll turn this forest into a sea of flames and hunt gorillas to become rich!”

    “Don’t talk nonsense!”

    “I’m already doing it!”

    “I will definitely stop you!”

    Clayton, who boarded the light aircraft to burn down the forest, and

    Tarzan, who rushed in with his bare body to stop him.

    The situation was overwhelmingly favorable to Clayton, and

    to take advantage of this, Clayton flew the aircraft roughly.

    Through high-difficulty aerobatic flying,

    he planned to completely throw Tarzan off.

    Bwoooong.

    The precariously shaking aircraft.

    Even Clayton, who was directly piloting the plane, felt his body lift slightly.

    For a very long time, efforts to throw Tarzan off continued, and

    “No!”

    With Tarzan’s cry that sounded like a death wail,

    “Got it!”

    Clayton, convinced that Tarzan had fallen, focused on flying again.

    “Now I just need to get to the point and it’s over!”

    Rather than setting fires indiscriminately,

    it would be better to start fires near gorilla habitats.

    He planned to cause a fire at a designated point.

    There was a brief interruption in the process, but

    it was fine now.

    By now, he must have fallen to the ground and become a pancake.

    Just as he was muttering this and smiling with satisfaction,

    Thud!

    A sound that shouldn’t be heard from under the aircraft rang out.

    To be precise, it was the sound of something being torn off.

    “Wh-what!”

    He wanted to check immediately, but

    he couldn’t because he was driving, so his anxiety only grew, and then,

    Tuk!

    A familiar palm suddenly appeared next to the cockpit.

    “N-no way!”

    Honestly, Clayton almost screamed at this point.

    More precisely, Roderson, who was playing the role, almost lost his immersion.

    ‘Wait, is he really doing this exactly as written in the script?!’

    When he first rehearsed with Kim Donghu,

    he thought the young man was just showing off.

    ‘Even with safety devices, how could he say he’d go under the aircraft and then climb back up?’

    Having seen young actors who talk big but get scared during actual filming more than once or twice,

    he naturally thought this would be the same.

    But.

    “I told you I’d stop you, Clayton.”

    The face of Tarzan—no, Kim Donghu—who had actually accomplished it, appeared.

    As if Tarzan had truly possessed him,

    one hand was holding onto the side of the cockpit, and the other was holding a fuel tank.

    Even though it was a prop, it must weigh at least 10kg.

    ‘And he’s holding that while hanging onto a flying aircraft… and acting?’

    Is he even human?

    What is fear?

    Roderson could easily answer that question.

    ‘Kim Donghu acting as Tarzan.’

    He was certain nothing in the world was scarier than that madness.

    +++++

    At the same time.

    “Kyaaaaaaah!!!”

    “Uwaaaaaaaah!!!”

    “Crazy, crazy, crazy, no! No! No! Why! Why do Koreans! Why! Why! Why don’t they know the word ‘moderation’?!”

    Monitoring the scene,

    Producer Berillard,

    Director MacGroi,

    Evelyn,

    These three were about to foam at the mouth watching Kim Donghu’s impossible actions.

    “Clearly, clearly I said to take it easy! I said absolutely no dangerous stuff!”

    “I explained the safety rules so many times, Donghu Kim! Why are you doing this?!”

    “No, seriously, what did he just do?!”

    When Clayton was performing aerobatic flying,

    Tarzan was supposed to just stay flat against the tail section.

    That was the agreement, and

    that was the right thing to do.

    Of course, he didn’t do that during rehearsal, but

    they thought that was just because it was rehearsal.

    Thinking logically,

    ‘Who would think about climbing to the cockpit during aerobatic flying, just like they did in rehearsal?!’

    Even with safety devices,

    “I mean, even if he got permission….”

    “That was practically a circus act just now!”

    “…For the first time in my life, I felt reassured by safety devices.”

    Who would go that far?

    Does he have a death wish?

    Or does he have more than ten lives?

    Many thoughts crossed their minds, and

    they nearly fainted from shock.

    Nevertheless, the reason they didn’t call for an NG was

    because Kim Donghu had mentioned all these details in advance.

    It’s just that it was such an unbelievable level of difficulty that

    they thought it was a spicy Korean joke and dismissed it.

    ‘But it wasn’t a joke, it was real.’

    Why did he mention something like that so casually?

    ‘Should I be thankful that no one got hurt? Or should I be grateful for such an amazing performance?’

    Of course, it was more their fault for taking it lightly, but

    they were on the verge of heart attacks, so they couldn’t think that far.

    They were just confused.

    They didn’t know what to say to an actor who had climbed a moving aircraft from tail to cockpit.

    “…Anyway, when he comes down… when he comes down, we’ll talk in detail.”

    “Yes, I agree that’s appropriate.”

    This was the first time they’d encountered such an actor!

    “This is… this is really! Too much! We need to scold him, severely!”

    Evelyn, who was completely furious, was just the cherry on top.

    ++++++

    At the same time.

    “We got a response.”

    On the opposite side of the Earth.

    “…Did they reject it?”

    “No, they said the plan is good and they’ll support everything, but the condition is a pre-release.”

    The dream of a certain broadcasting station’s entertainment director had come true.


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