Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 321



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Episode 321

Jang Ha-yang, who was practicing posing, turned her eyes to the entrance. Seong-pil’s afterimage lingered.

The image of him reaching out and suggesting, “Let’s go play,” remained vaguely in my mind.

Jang Ha-yang unconsciously reached out his hand. Of course, he caught nothing.

“Ahaha, what am I doing.”

Going to a festival with Seongpil and Rika would definitely be fun.

I’m glad you recommended it.

I really wanted to go.

However, Jang Ha-yang refused.

‘Even lying, why did I… … .’

The opportunity to become an ambassador for ‘Fukuyo Hidaka’ is far gone.

No matter how hard Jang Ha-yang tries, that fact will not change.

Because Jinsoyu accepted Fukuyo Hidaka’s ambassadorship.

‘I know we can’t have two similar K-pop idols as ambassadors.’

So why am I investing my time in something that doesn’t help my idol career at all?

Jang Ha-yang walks and poses for more than six hours a day, wearing high heels that are over 10 cm high.

‘Nobody knows.’

A time of practice like a monk’s asceticism, where you cannot tell if you will improve even if you practice.

The excruciating, intense pain that high heels bring in exchange for beauty.

Jang Ha-yang is completely destroying both her mind and body.

Even, I threw away the opportunity to go out and play with Seongpil.

‘The stage is not where I stand. Unlike idol performances, I can’t gauge the level of perfection. Even if I do well, it will only end up being self-satisfaction.’

It is suffering for a result that no one knows about.

Producer Sungpil also isn’t paying much attention to the runway.

You won’t just pay attention? You won’t even expect anything.

Because this is not something related to idols. Nevertheless, Jang Ha-yang is jumping into this work with all her heart.

‘Why am I…?’

Up until now, everything Jang Ha-yang had done was something that Seong-pil had helped her do, and it was something that Seong-pil had hoped would produce good results.

Because Seongpil’s dream is Jang Ha-yang’s dream, he decided to live that way.

Jang Ha-yang could endure any pain. And no matter how painful it was, he could still move forward fiercely.

I wanted to do that.

But this thing… … .

‘It was just an opportunity that I got by chance. It’s something that has nothing to do with idols, something that even Director Park isn’t expecting… ‘

Jang Ha-yang’s hair turned white. And at some point, she was posing.

My body moves on its own.

My instincts are screaming at me to stop thinking.

‘again.’

Jang Ha-yang covered her face with both palms facing outward.

‘More uniquely.’

She spread her hands wide as if symbolizing a blooming flower.

‘With more edge.’

Her eyes, revealed between her palms, were swirling with fresh flower petals.

‘Pose.’

Simple movements that cannot be compared to choreography.

There, Jang Ha-yang felt an incomprehensible sense of satisfaction. A cool and refreshing wave swept through his heart.

and.

“Eww!”

Jang Ha-yang lay on the floor and rolled around like a baby.

She rolled around as if she was cleaning the practice room with her body, then bumped into the wall and fell down.

“I wanted to go to the festival… … . The director recommended it first… … .”

Jang Ha-yang, who had been covering her face and stamping her feet, suddenly got up and walked over to the mirror.

‘Again, pose.’

There was one person watching the scene.

It was Seiko who came to find Seongpil.

Seiko, who was peeking through the glass in the door, trembled in fear.

‘That woman is clearly crazy!’

Seiko’s judgment was secretly objective.

And so, Jang Ha-yang’s day came to an end again.

* * *

Seongpil and Rika forgot their purpose of enjoying the festival. They were busy chasing after Son Hyebin and Yuuto.

Rika gritted her teeth and made a creepy sound as she watched the two catching goldfish together.

“Go, how dare you, my younger brother! Even Director Son wouldn’t forgive you!”

“… … Rika, it’s not even decided yet, aren’t you worrying too much?”

When Son Hye-bin came to visit Sung-pil in the hospital, she said that the reason she was staying in Japan was because of work for the new talent development team.

“Surely you don’t think that Noona really has feelings for Yuuto. On the other hand, Yuuto might have feelings for you.”

“Hi (yes), that’s the problem.”

“what?”

“Manager Min Kyung-seop said that men around Yuuto’s age are not in their right mind… … .”

Rika was a troublemaker.

“Team Leader Min said so! In other words, Yuu-chan is sick!”

“What if you describe puberty like that?”

“Director Son is using sick children!”

Rika seemed to have a considerable sense of crisis about her younger brother being targeted by adults who were the same age as her.

I can feel the restlessness even though nothing has been revealed yet.

‘But why do you care so much about your little brother?’

Even though they are siblings, don’t they each have their own lives? Can’t we accept each other and respect each other?

Seongpil had a hard time understanding, so he imagined Shin A-reum getting worked up by a man of the same age.

‘Death, man, all.’

I understand.

“Anyway, Rika, you’re worrying too much. Just leave those two alone and let’s have fun by ourselves. My sister is probably trying to persuade Yuuto to become a trainee.”

“… … Is that so?”

At that time, Yuuto caught a goldfish.

Son Hye-bin rubbed the back of Yuuto’s neck with a proud look on her face. It was a gesture that contained encouragement and praise.

Yuuto smiled shyly.

Rika lost her senses after seeing that.

“That raccoon… … !”

Rika was running out when she suddenly stopped.

I thought Seongpil would definitely catch it, but there was no response.

Looking back, Seongpil also seemed shocked and covered his mouth.

“Sister, was it a lie that you said you’d get married when you turned 40? You said you’d take me with you… …!”

“The pure love story is too long?! Now, the director understands my feelings!”

“……still.”

Seongpil shook his head.

“I don’t see any reason for us to interfere. I’ll ask my sister later.”

“You’re just going to leave it like that?! If I’m not careful, Yuu-chan will end up climbing the adult ladder today! Before Atashi (me)! I can’t forgive that!”

Is that something you can’t forgive?

Anyway, Seongpil didn’t think it was strange that the two people seemed so close.

With someone as friendly as Son Hye-bin, it’s only natural for things to turn out like that in a short period of time.

‘I also had a time like Yuuto back in the old days.’

Son Hye-bin is very kind to the people she spends time with. Sung-pil also had an experience where he misunderstood that kindness as concern.

‘What a good opportunity.’

Seongpil decided to take this opportunity to teach Rika something.

“Rika, you’re overreacting because you’re family.”

“Atashi (my) song? I object!”

Seongpil held out his arm.

“Can you help me?”

“Oh, so you finally abandoned the cane Rika and chose the real Rika? Haha, great! I’m much better than that piece of wood and metal!”

Rika linked arms with Seongpil without hesitation.

“Look, it’s nothing, right?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“We linked arms. Yuuto and Nuna are like that too. Got it?”

Rika opened her eyes wide and looked at her and Seongpil’s arms connected.

Soon she began to tremble as if she had had a great awakening.

“I finally understand! To other people… … !”

Rika looked back and forth between Yuuto and her own arm.

“The relationship between you and me seems strange! Until now, I thought you were trying to undermine our special friendship!”

“I’ve been saying this since I was a trainee, but do you realize it now?”

“I see, I see… … .”

Rika, who was organizing her thoughts, glanced at Seongpil.

At that moment, Seongpil was blankly staring at the camera, not knowing why, when Rika suddenly snatched the crutch from his other hand.

“Ah, my Rika-chan!”

“I’ve decided! My relationship with Director Park should be flaunted! I have to fight against the storms of the world that I see with impure eyes!”

“Give me back my Rika-chan!”

“Yes, this is the second 68 revolution, a revolution of awareness! It is the beginning of the third revolution that will truly change the world!”

Rika didn’t seem to have any intention of listening to Seongpil.

The arms were like chains, so Sungpil couldn’t get away from her.

“Director Park is right! Yuu-chan and Director Son are definitely like that too! Okay, then we can’t lose either!”

Rika dragged Seongpil away.

Although it may seem rough at first glance, Rika was considerate of Seongpil and matched his pace.

“The revolution starts today!”

Seongpil looked around anxiously. He was worried that no one would recognize Rika even though she was disguised.

But ironically, Seongpil felt a thrill of excitement.

Just like when a friend of his dragged Seongpil along to do extreme sports together.

A feeling of anxiety and also excitement at the thought of having a new experience.

“What should we do first?”

A child who supports himself, no.

Seongpil responded to his friend’s smile with a smile.

“I want to eat cotton candy.”

“Then I’ll take care of Director Park’s wallet!”

“When did you take it?!”

“It’s Atashi’s turn today, so eat as much as you want!”

“Give me back my wallet!”

Seongpil, who had his cane and wallet stolen at the same time, cried. Then, he glanced at Son Hyebin and Yuuto for the last time.

The two turned their backs and started to walk somewhere.

For some reason, Yuuto’s shoulders seemed to be slumped. And next to him, Son Hye-bin was full of determination and inspiration, speaking to Yuuto.

* * *

“Yuuto.”

Yuuto flinched when Son Hye-bin called him.

“So, that’s what you’re saying, right? Your preparing to be a singer or going to a dance school in Japan is just something you do when you’re young.”

“Yes, yes… … . Since I can try, I’ll just give it a try… … .”

“Hmm, it feels like challenging the national competition through club activities?”

If it works, great; if not, then forget it.

A challenge that will remain as a good memory in the future.

That’s the extent to which Yuuto goes to dance school, joins a band, and practices to become a singer.

“Then, what else would Yuuto do?”

“What are you going to do… … ?”

“I’m talking about the realistic path. The one where Yuu-chan’s heart is most inclined.”

“Well, what is that… … .”

Yuuto said with a blank smile.

“Go to college and study. Aim for a job at a big company, or try becoming a lawyer, or a doctor… .”

Yuuto, who excelled in his studies, had a wide range of choices.

If he could just improve a little bit more than his current grades, he could choose the course he wanted and go.

“Wow, Yuu-chan, I expected that, but you’re really amazing. It’s not easy to be that good at studying. A big company employee, a doctor, a lawyer, they’re all cool.”

When Yuuto received praise, he felt proud even in the heavy atmosphere.

He put a lot of time and effort into his studies, so he must be happy to receive the praise in return.

“however.”

Suddenly, Son Hye-bin’s voice changed.

Even my steps stopped.

Before they knew it, the two had left the festival area.

Against the backdrop of silence, only Son Hye-bin entered Yuuto’s eyes.

“Have you ever tried to aim for first place, Yuu-chan?”

“1st place… … ?”

“First place in studying.”

“At school… … .”

“Not at school. All over the country.”

I’ve never tried it.

Ranked 1st in the national mock exam?

Yuuto never once thought that he could reach that level.

“Yuu-chan, 20,000th place. 10,000th place. 5,000th place. 1,000th place. You’d be satisfied with that. Of course, that’s great. Being in the top 1% is great in any field. But, doesn’t that make you feel a little bad?”

“yes……?”

Son Hye-bin grabbed Yuuto’s face with both hands and brought it close to her own.

Yuuto’s heart pounded like a drum as Son Hye-bin’s face suddenly filled his vision.

But, more than that, the sparkle in Son Hye-bin’s eyes was more noticeable.

The flames seemed to burn down the wall of reality that was blocking Yuuto’s most cherished wish.

“A life that has never dreamed of being number one is somehow empty.”

“… … .”

“If you start as an idol, I will make you dream of being number one.”

A cold wall of metal surrounding the heart.

A wall that reality has built on its own.

“Not just number one in the country, but number one in the world.”

It collapsed.

“I’ll let you dream for the first time.”

and.

“I will make it happen.”

so.

“Come to Enter.”

The sparkle in Son Hye-bin’s eyes was reflected on Yuuto’s retina.

“Become an idol, Yuuto.”

* * *

Tatsuya’s face was getting more and more tired day by day. She seemed to have become a completely different person in just a few days, so Seongpil was surprised when he saw her.

“Haayang, please wait outside for a moment.”

“yes.”

Jang Ha-yang waited in the conference room on one side of the office, while Seong-pil and Tatsuya headed to a room.

When I opened the door, darkness greeted me.

“Turn on the lights.”

It got brighter.

There were clothes under the light coming down in an oval shape.

No, there was a sea.

Seongpil felt that the clothes were the sea.

‘ocean……?’

The clothes were black. Funny enough, Sungpil was reminded of the sea from the endless black light.

I came closer.

The see-through fabric reflected the mineral skin of the mannequin wearing the clothes.

See-through dress.

The clothes were made of threads that were intricately twisted into circular shapes, one by one. It was a fabric that was the work of an artisan, and it was hard to believe that it was made by a machine.

The fabric used to make the clothes was simple yet elaborate.

Seongpil’s eyes looked down from above.

The thin, billowing waves of fabric reached her chest and folded, suddenly hiding what had been clearly visible.

The waves that had been crashing hard near my chest became calm when they reached my stomach, then rose high and swirled at my pelvis.

See-through dress.

It was a black sea symbolized by clothes.

“You passed.”

Tatsuya said.

She noticed that Seongpil’s eyes were shining clearly even in the darkness.

And in his eyes, Jang Ha-yang appeared so naturally.

He could imagine Jang Ha-yang wearing this outfit very clearly. Just imagining it made the producer and artist ecstatic.

Tatsuya knew it.

“Did you pass?”

Seongpil said in a dazed tone.

“Was my judgment important?”

“You were the first to discover Ha-A-Yang’s charm. And you’ve probably kept that aura alive longer than anyone else. Did we need your judgment? At least for the level of building safety inspections.”

I intentionally showed these clothes to Seongpil first, leaving out Jang Ha-yang.

If a model is around, you might end up creating a false sense of satisfaction to please her.

“Hyayang.”

When Tatsuya called, Jang Ha-yang also came to the costume room and looked at the dress.

Jang Ha-yang was startled when she saw that the clothes were made of see-through material, but she was convinced after checking the overall structure.

She stroked the hem of her dress as if possessed.

“Can I try it on?”

For the first time in her life, Jang Ha-yang was fascinated by clothes.

Even when I went to a clothing store or department store, I just felt indifferent. No matter how big the advertisement was or how pretty the model was wearing it, I couldn’t imagine myself wearing it.

This is because I thought that clothes were something that could be worn with just a little bit of decoration.

‘I heard a lot of things from Arami because of that.’

Tatsuya’s clothes were different.

For the first time, Jang Ha-yang felt a desire to own clothes.

Often, when people see a piece of clothing in a store, they think, ‘That’s mine.’ It’s like meeting the one destined for them.

That was Jang Ha-yang’s current mood.

I wanted to try it on quickly.

“Of course I should try it on.”

Tatsuya answered while checking his wristwatch, which was clearly a luxury item.

Tatsuya guided Jang Ha-yang to the changing room with an anxious tone. She herself was going to help Jang Ha-yang get dressed.

“Hyayang.”

In the locker room, which was placed in a curtained style in the corner of the office, Tatsuya’s voice was heard much clearer than expected.

Seongpil was startled by that.

The thick curtains made it impossible to even see a silhouette, but the sound of a voice coming directly from the changing room gave me a strange feeling.

“yes.”

“I dream of clothes like that. Clothes that surprise people when they see them, not the clothes, but the people.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand… … .”

“I’m talking about clothes that show humanity itself. It’s like in old fairy tales, clothes that only good people can see. It’s like being naked, but that’s why it reveals humanity.”

“You don’t even realize that it’s clothes… … .”

I heard the sound of a string being tightened.

“Of course, it’s impossible. The clothes aren’t transparent. It’s an impossible dream.”

“Is this a dream?”

“Yes, a dream. All art, when it comes to technique, cannot help but become a concept. I want to go beyond dance, song, design, technique, and reflect ideas and philosophy.”

“… … .”

“Don’t you understand?”

A rustling sound was heard as Cheon brushed Jang Ha-yang’s body.

“No, I understand the general idea. There was a member in my group who said something like “Ara” through dance. Something like… … a dance that breaks people’s thoughts? I think it meant that “Ara” was a new dance. It was very grand.”

“You seem to have great skills. You go beyond focusing on technique and look higher.”

The sound of Tatsuya’s fingers groping the cloth covering Jang Ha-yang’s skin spread.

“I mentioned a dancer named Isadora Duncan as an example. Do you know her?”

“I know. The first creative dancer. The person who raised creative dance to the level of art. The dancer who shattered the Christian worldview that a woman’s body is filled with sin.”

Tatsuya smiled faintly.

“I’m grateful to that person, too. If it weren’t for Duncan, there probably wouldn’t be women’s swimsuits these days. They’d all look like ballet tights. But that guy Ara, he’s got really high goals.”

The curtain was drawn.

“I don’t think I can get there either.”

The Jang Ha-yang that surrounded the black sea caught Seong-pil’s eyes.

And Seongpil came to understand the concept of clothes revealing the human being itself that Tatsuya had talked about.

It was impossible to clearly explain the emotion that this outfit gave him. However, Seongpil found a way to explain it instead.

“Hey, Director?”

A small drop of water flowed from Seongpil’s eye.

He was a human being who faced the rough sea from the top of a cliff. He experienced the infinite sublimity and grandeur of nature, a beauty that humans cannot compete with.

Jang Ha-yang was a dark, swirling sea.

Nature was created using only the human body and clothing.

“Did it reach a little bit?”

At that moment, Tatsuya also shook off his fatigue and smiled brightly.

High fashion.

Clothes that reveal the designer’s thoughts and philosophy.

Clothes that exist for a purpose in themselves, not to be sold.

“This is ‘Fukuyo Hidaka.’ And… … .”

Tatsuya gently patted Jang Ha-yang’s shoulder.

“At the fashion show, Ha-A-Yang is ‘Fukuyo Hidaka’.”

Fukuyo Hidaka Fall/Winter season haute couture collection number 7.

Bokmyeong (服名), Black Sea.

Model, Jang Ha-yang.

“I once told you how my design team evaluated Haayang. One guy said, ‘Look will eat up the clothes.’”

Tatsuya asked Seongpil.

“What do you think? Does Ha-Ah-Yang’s look overpower her clothes? Or does the clothes overpower her look?”

Seongpil covered his mouth with an inspired look in his eyes. He slowly shook his head and answered concisely.

“The clothes are Hayang’s look itself.”

This is true haute couture.

This is Jang Ha-yang’s custom-made suit.

“I see.”

The future grande couturier smiled with satisfaction.

Jang Ha-yang watched the two people’s reactions and then slowly turned toward the mirror.

What’s in the mirror is an unfamiliar version of myself.

At the same time, it was his own unquestionable self.

‘I am like this… … .’

Four days later, he stands next to Jin So-yu.