Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 392



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Episode 392

After reading the letter, Sungpil had this funny thought.

‘An interview with the beautiful boss after work? Working overtime at night?’

Seongpil, satisfied with his own sense of humor, quickly dismissed that thought.

‘It looks like the boss has a lot to say.’

Seongpil is a starting member of Garo Enter. He doesn’t show it to other executives, but he is very proud of that fact.

Since ancient times, the families of the founding fathers of a dynasty have been proud for generations. To that extent, the fact that one was together in the early days of a group has great significance.

Of course, it is much more meaningful to the parties involved.

‘It’s been a long time since I’ve had a private conversation with the boss.’

Seongpil folded the letter with a warm smile and put it in an envelope. Then he bowed towards Hong Gyuheon.

“What? I am more grateful to the president who called me. I will say it again, thank you. You called me when I was at Success Entertainment.”

The moment Sungpil returned to the past was coincidentally when he received an offer to recruit Han Gu-in.

That must be fate.

The last crossroads where Seongpil can enter a path he will not regret.

‘I came back to that turning point.’

I cannot thank Hong Gyu-heon enough for creating that turning point.

Today is a historic day.

Seongpil also wanted to freely reminisce about the past with Hong Gyuheon.

“okay.”

Hong Gyu-heon gently raised the corners of his lips as before and patted Seong-pil on the shoulder.

She gestured differently only to two people.

It was Seongpil and Han Guin.

While others held their hands and encouraged them, for the two of them it ended with a pat on the shoulder.

It was a sign that the two people were being treated differently from others, or perhaps that they were on a different track.

Everyone except Sungpil and Han Guin saw it and was convinced. Aren’t those two people the same as the beginning of Garo Enter?

“Okay, then… … .”

“Is it a company dinner?”

Son Hye-bin said that with great anticipation.

Then Min Kyung-seop’s expression turned sour. He was reluctant to attend an unscheduled dinner. It seemed like he had a prior engagement with his girlfriend, who he had promised to marry.

“No, let’s have the dinner later. We need to make sure that our new husband’s family is at peace.”

“I’m not a newlywed yet… … .”

“Okay, let’s disperse. Let’s work hard tomorrow too.”

“In times like this, please give me a holiday at your discretion.”

“Oh, I have to work to make money.”

So everyone except Hong Gyu-heon left the president’s office.

“Seongpil, are you working overtime again today?”

Son Hye-bin asked while packing. Seong-pil answered cheerfully with an expression that showed no sign of him working overtime.

“huh!”

“Look at this kid. Why is he so cute? Who said he was so cute? Huh?”

“Ah, don’t do that, sister.”

“I really want to kill you. If you want to act cute, shave off your dark beard.”

“This is what I got, what should I do… … . Should I get it shaved or something… … ?”

“I heard you were in a lot of pain.”

“Are you really asking me to accept it?”

“Don’t take this seriously. At your age, it’s weirder not to have a beard. You’re not going to be an idol or anything.”

Son Hye-bin slung her bag over her shoulder and waved lightly at Seong-pil.

“Hey! I’m going home to open some champagne by myself!”

“I can’t do it today.”

“Who asked you to drink with me? Seriously.”

“It means let’s drink together.”

“I’ll give you a doctorate, Son Hye-bin. Do you want to be my manager again?”

“No, I absolutely would not do that. When I think about what happened to my older sister, I feel like I’m still trying to maintain a relationship with her.”

“That’s true. If I were you, I would never have seen your face… … .”

When Seongpil pulled out the desk clock on the table like a weapon, Son Hyebin laughed and ran away.

Seongpil had no choice but to look at Son Hyebin who was hiding behind the door.

“You should pay me 10 million won a year just for not telling me about my embarrassing past!”

“You promised not to tell anyone!”

Son Hye-bin left the office with a smile. Seong-pil slammed the desk clock down on the table and suppressed his anger.

“Oh, right.”

Son Hye-bin opened the door again and stuck her head out. Seong-pil picked up the watch again.

“What again, what again, why!”

“Thank you for calling me.”

“what.”

“When I was on SMS Enter. Thank you for calling me. I’m so glad I came here.”

“… … .”

Seongpil put the watch back on the table and spoke occasionally with an embarrassed look on his face.

“I’m grateful to you, sister. Ugh… … .”

Seongpil’s cheeks slowly turned red.

He never does this when he has to say embarrassing things to the members. Seongpil said it with difficulty, even though he thought it was strange.

“Dancing, it was my dream to study abroad. But, you stayed… … .”

Son Hye-bin clearly said this before.

He said that he didn’t go to Russia because he wanted to work with Seongpil. Thinking back to that time, Seongpil’s heart ached again.

“Thank you, thank you… … .”

“Ugh.”

When he heard the light laughter, Seongpil turned his eyes from the floor to Son Hyebin.

Son Hee-bin was smiling sinisterly while pointing her cell phone camera at me.

“This is why I can’t leave you. What kind of teenage boy confession time is this? You still can’t… … .”

“I’m really going to kill you!”

The chase ended with Son Hye-bin escaping from the company faster than Seong-pil.

Seongpil shook his clenched fist at Son Hyebin, who ran away laughing, saying, “Kyahahaha!”

“Don’t leave me alone! Just come tomorrow! I won’t leave you alone!”

Seongpil returned to the office, suppressing his anger. As soon as he entered the office, he flinched and took a step back.

In the corner of the office, in front of the window, where only an orange energy-saving light was lit, a Korean man was standing.

When Han Gu-in sensed Seong-pil’s presence, he slowly turned toward him. The orange light cast a shadow over his face, making him look gloomy… … .

‘Why didn’t Director Han become an actor?’

I felt it when I first met him, he was born with an unbelievable physique.

Seongpil even seriously considered making Hanguin an actor.

“Are you here?”

“Oh, yes. Do you still have work left?”

“There’s… work left to do.”

Han Gu-in approached the door, carrying the briefcase he had left on the window sill.

“Let’s go, Director Park.”

“Huh? Oh, surely Director Han too… … .”

“The boss called. Let’s go together.”

Seongpil went to the president’s office together with Han Guin.

Before meeting him, Seongpil kept thinking about what to talk about with Hong Gyuheon.

There were so many stories I wanted to share with her, difficult memories, happy memories, sad memories, and happy memories. I was filled with anticipation as I organized those memories one by one.

‘Director Han is strange.’

The expression on Han Gu-in’s face was stiff the whole time. There was an inexplicable sense of solemnity about him, so Seong-pil couldn’t even speak to him.

“Sir, I came with Director Park.”

Hanguin waited for Hong Gyuheon’s answer with a knock. After waiting for a few seconds, a small ‘come in’ came back.

Seongpil followed Han Guin into the president’s office.

The warm scent of alcohol enveloped Seongpil’s nose. Hong Gyuheon was drinking alcohol.

“I’m sorry. I invited you over and you were drinking. Come sit in front of me.”

Hong Gyu-heon turned his chair to the side even though there were two people sitting there. With eyes looking into the distance, she tilted her glass and filled it with alcohol.

She sighed a few times, and each time she did, the sweet smell of alcohol gradually rose into the president’s office.

As things got to that point, Seongpil realized that the reason he was called here wasn’t simply to vent his frustrations.

“Who is Shin Yong-pil?”

It was the first question Hong Gyu-heon asked.

And as soon as he heard that, Sungpil’s head went blank. ‘Shin Yongpil’ is, Sungpil’s investment…

“He is my college senior.”

Han Gu-in answered.

Hong Gyu-heon nodded.

“Yeah, that’s reassuring. Did Director Han pick someone he could trust?”

“Yes.”

“okay.”

Hong Gyu-heon turned the chair straight towards the two people. Seong-pil, facing her, unconsciously leaned back slightly.

“Before Girls’ League debuted, there was someone who invested a huge sum of 1.3 billion won in Garo Enter. His name is Shin Yong-pil, and he is the president of a holding company (a company that owns stocks and makes profits from them). He was moved by Epsilon, which Director Park helped produce at Success Enter, and invested in Garo Enter as well. Director Han succeeded in persuading him. With that… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon took another sip of his drink as if his throat was parched. No, he poured the entire drink, which was more than half full, into his mouth at once.

She said again.

“With this, we were able to secure funds for the long-term activities of the Girls’ League. Compared to large agencies, it was a mere drop in the bucket, but it was possible to produce high-quality music with capital that small and medium-sized agencies would never have imagined. In that state, we had the funds to maintain activities for more than two years… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon hiccuped, perhaps because he had drunk too much alcohol. His face looked relaxed, but his eyes were sharp.

“It’s been prepared. It’s clear that the huge sum of 1.3 billion has played a huge role in the success of the Girls’ League. What a benefactor.”

“S, boss… … .”

Seongpil realized the situation and stood up awkwardly from his chair. The fact that he had deceived CEO Hong Gyu-heon was now revealed here and now.

It was revealed that a person with a strong desire to possess, to the point of borrowing 3 billion won to recover his stake, had secretly invested in Garo Enter.

The mastermind behind this is Seongpil, the director of Garo Entertainment. He is a producer who exerts strong influence on Garo Entertainment even though he does not have any shares.

“I, I don’t know how to say this… … .”

To put it simply, Seongpil trained soldiers in the provinces under the pretext of protecting the king.

Naturally, the king does not like local lords to build up their military power, even if the lords are truly loyal and put effort into raising the army.

All civil wars in the Middle Ages were power struggles between kings and barons. Whenever barons raised armies, the excuse they often used was ‘loyalty’. And that loyalty did not last long, and soon turned into war.

It’s no different from a company.

That’s what it means when a company executive buys shares without telling the president.

It’s virtually no different from a challenge.

There is not only a moral responsibility to have deceived humans.

“I, I tried to fool the boss… … but in the end I fooled him… …!”

Seongpil got excited and kicked the chair to his feet. The wooden chair could not support his strength and rolled over violently with a loud noise.

Han Gu-in slowly bowed his head.

Seongpil held his head stiffly up.

“I, that is… … .”

How did it come to this?

I certainly didn’t think I could fool you forever. But I hoped that the time I spent in ignorance would continue for a long time.

The reason Sungpil secretly invested in Hong Gyuheon was because he hoped that the relationship between the three would not change.

It was because I hoped for days when we could reflect each other transparently like mirrors and smile brightly without any flaws.

But as of today, that relationship has been broken.

‘How heartbroken you must be… … .’

Seongpil thought that without any context. And as soon as he realized it, his face suddenly distorted.

There was a man who was the former producer of Garo Enter. Hong Gyu-heon trusted him and gave him full authority.

It’s not easy to trust someone completely. It’s human nature to feel anxious even when lending money to a friend.

Hong Gyu-heon did that, but his heart did not shine.

But still, he believed in Seongpil.

‘You call me your partner.’

And Hong Gyu-heon’s heart was betrayed again.

She trusted Sungpil, who demanded producing rights without any achievements, and treated her sincerely, but Sungpil made a secret out of her.

It was revealed that this was something she would never have accepted as the CEO, and that is why Seongpil had deceived her and carried out the plan.

‘how much…….’

How distressed would Hong Gyu-heon be if he found out about that fact?

The first producer drove the company to the brink of collapse. The expectations placed on him were shattered, and he left the company without any responsibility.

The responsibility lies with Hong Gyu-heon who trusted him.

And the second producer, Sungpil. He revived the company. The expectations placed on him brought about results that exceeded expectations, but he deceived the president.

He acquired controlling stake in the company by deception.

He even deceived the president with his subordinate, Han Gu-in, who had been with him for the longest time.

“… … .”

Eventually, Seongpil came to the conclusion that he had to kneel.

‘The reason I left Success Enter.’

For the dream.

To become a producer.

‘And again.’

Because I saw a future where I would be betrayed by my brother, whom I had trusted and followed for half my life.

‘What I wanted was… … .’

It was a home and a company where I could completely entrust myself.

I have been longing for a relationship that is as natural as it gets, one where trust and reward come with dedication.

As for Sungpil, he didn’t know how he could obtain it. Because, although he had devoted himself throughout his previous life, he had received no reward, only betrayal in return.

I never learned how to create relationships that are completely natural. No, I thought I had, but I didn’t.

Seongpil had no choice but to be loyal to Garo Enter again, just like he was to Success Enter. He was the only one who knew how.

By foolishly digging only one well, I have been able to gain the trust and affection of many people up to now.

After he returned to his 30s, met Hong Gyu-heon, and entered Garo Enter, he had no choice but to be like a puppy again.

I hope this week’s owner is the right person… … .

‘We finally met.’

To replace Kim Tae-hoon.

To dedicate one’s life to.

Believing in yourself endlessly.

‘I met that kind of person… … .’

It’s all about to break.

Hong Gyu-heon’s mirror will no longer reflect Seong-pil clearly.

“I’m sorry… … .”

“Don’t kneel.”

Hong Gyu-heon said.

Seongpil stood there dumbfounded. Listening to her drunken voice, he anticipated what she would say next.

‘It’s really the end.’

There are several cases.

You could say, “Let’s just move on from this, it’s a thing of the past.” Or you could say, “I will treat you well as a shareholder now.” Or you could say, “I hope we can maintain this relationship in the future.” Or you could say, “You and I are finished.”

Whatever it was, it would have a different ending than Hong Gyu-heon’s true feelings. It was clear that Seong-pil would never know her true feelings.

As the CEO, Hong Gyu-heon would not be able to treat Seong-pil, who brings profits to the company, coldly.

Seongpil will have to see only her mask forever… … .

“It’s been over a year since I found out about this.”

“……yes?”

The one who reacted was Han Gu-in.

He looked at Hong Gyu-heon with his eyes almost wide open as if he had never imagined it.

Hong Gyu-heon chuckled at that.

“Director Han, you really think people are fools. Or you have too much faith in your abilities. Well, it makes sense, since you have been on a smooth path to the golden pyramid in the United States.”

“No, no, that, no, no, no… … .”

“Our kids’ debut song is that good? Well, anyway. I was surprised too. They created a corporation just to fool me. They even set up a scarecrow. What did Shin Yong-pil do wrong? He comes to our company every quarter and just says, ‘Hehe, things are going well.’”

“… … .”

“Anyway, it’s been over a year since I’ve done this… … Director Park. Are you going to keep standing there like that?”

Seongpil remained in a state almost on the verge of kneeling.

“Director Park, you don’t have to show off your thigh strength. We even helped each other with bench squats. I’ve seen enough. Or what, you want to appeal to me more?”

Seongpil straightened his knees and stood up straight.

Hong Gyu-heon filled the glass with alcohol. And, as expected, he hit it straight on top.

“I’ve had a lot of worries, too. Should I say something about this, or should I just pretend not to know?”

“Sir, Director Park and I had absolutely no impure intentions. We never intended to engage in a proxy battle (a battle for management rights at the general shareholders’ meeting) with the CEO by later raising funds to acquire the 30% stake that BG Investment had, and then using the strategy of driving the company to the brink of crisis while holding over a 40% stake and then persuading them to invest in small amounts of equity and then purchasing it separately!”

“Why such a detailed method… … ?”

“I’m afraid the boss will suspect me… … .”

“I have a suspicion now.”

Hong Gyu-heon let out a sigh that smelled like alcohol.

“I’ve known about this for over a year, which means I’ve been thinking about it for a year before I can bring it up. At first, I was like, what is this? Are you deceiving me and investing in the company? So you can get shares? What are you trying to do? I kept thinking about it.”

The glass she was holding made a clinking sound. She continued to run her fingers over it.

“And here’s another funny thing. Usually, in these cases, you should be scared. There’s a story I’ve heard from my sisters, brothers, and even my father. Major shareholders aren’t the kind of people who are satisfied with just making money. In the end, they want to exert influence, whether it’s good or bad. They say that if you have power, it’s your nature to want to use it. Director Park is a major shareholder, too.”

“Uh, well, uh, yeah… … .”

“I should be scared, but I wasn’t. I can’t picture Director Park pressuring me. Am I too naive?”

“That is a very accurate judgment!”

“Yeah, that’s right, that kind of me is kind of funny… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon slumped his shoulders.

“It was also pathetic.”

“… … .”

“Maybe I never had the qualities to rule over anything. The most important thing to stand above others is fearlessness. If I were to be betrayed by Director Park, well, I thought that would be okay.”

“president…….”

“I thought that was my level. Yes, from the moment I found out about this, I made up my mind. Even if Director Han and Director Park conspired to gather a lot of shares and try to take away management rights from me… … .”

“Well, the method I just told you wasn’t actually something I planned to use… … .”

“Even if you try to take it away.”

Hong Gyu-heon slammed his glass on the table.

“I intended to have it stolen. That’s what I swore to myself.”

Seongpil and Han Guin bowed their heads gloomily.

This is because I pictured in my head the mental anguish that Hong Gyu-heon must have gone through until this moment came.

Despite his small stature, he always has a cold impression and pretends to be calm, but he is actually gentle at heart.

The two men knew this fact because they had been assisting Hong Gyu-heon closely for a long time.

Hong Gyu-heon is the type of person who worries that his subordinates might be hurt by a careless joke, and eventually approaches them separately to apologize.

“But… … No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t stay still because it felt uncomfortable. Even when I was with you guys, it felt like there was a glass wall in front of me. Even when I laughed, it didn’t feel like I was laughing, and even when I was happy, it didn’t feel like I was happy. Why is that… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon put his mouth on the spout of the bottle and drank the alcohol in gulps. Her pupils were already dilated.

She said it as if cutting with a knife.

“no.”

“……yes?”

“I don’t want to. I don’t want to lose management rights and get kicked out of the company. What good is money? Ah, I understand now that I think about it. I just… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon stretched his arms out to the left and right.

“Rather than having a successful business like this! And then getting revenge on my brothers and sisters who have been arrogantly cursing me!”

“Boss, are you okay… … .”

“Just! Just, just… … .”

just.

Hong Gyu-heon lowered his head.

“It’s good to be with you all… … .”

“… … .”

“good.”

“… … ?”

“I’m living in a dream. I’m watching how the idols I vaguely admired as a child are created. I’m living while watching how they advance to the top. It’s a dream, really. The fairies who make dreams come true… .”

Hong Gyu-heon remained frozen like ice for a while. She looked like she was asleep, holding the bottle of alcohol and lowering her head.

Seongpil and Han Guin exchanged glances, and Han Guin placed his hand on Hong Gyuheon’s shoulder.

At that moment, Hong Gyu-heon suddenly raised his head. As Han Gu-in quickly pulled back, she poured the alcohol into her mouth again.

“I don’t want to wake up from this dream. I don’t want to, so I decided to believe.”

Hong Gyu-heon took an envelope out of the drawer and held it to Seong-pil’s chest.

When Seongpil looked at Hong Gyuheon, she nodded her chin as if to tell him to open it.

Seongpil opened the envelope and unfolded the documents inside.

[Company Share Transfer Agreement]

“This is a bonus for the producer who helped me get started.”

Seongpil’s hands were trembling as he held the documents.

“If my vessel is bigger than I thought, will you stay? Stay, continue to be a producer. Continue to show me a dream.”

“iced coffee…….”

The corner of the document Seongpil was holding was crumpled.

“But, I, receiving this alone, this is… … .”

“I also have shares in Garo Enter.”

Han Gu-in looked bewildered when things suddenly turned out well, but quickly responded to Hong Gyu-heon.

“Of course, we have been together since the beginning. Director Park is the same.”

“I already have… … I have shares… … I lied to the boss… … .”

“Are you going to fool me again?”

Seongpil looked up from the blurry documents and looked ahead. As expected, Hong Gyuheon’s blurry face was visible.

“……no.”

A tearful smile spread across Seongpil’s face.

“We’re together forever now, boss… … .”

“… … ?”

Seongpil closed his eyes. The tears that had been gathering in his eyes ran down his cheeks, down his chin, and onto the documents he was holding, one or two drops at a time.

‘This is it.’

A confidence that is difficult to have in life came to Seongpil.

‘I came back to the past for this moment.’

The shadow of Kim Tae-hoon that had remained in a corner of Seong-pil’s heart completely disappeared.

The grace I received from him.

The happiness I shared with him.

The betrayal I suffered from him.

And the pain.

Everything was erased.

‘This is how relationships between people should be… … .’

It is certain that humans become happy when they share their beliefs.

Now Sungpil knows why Rika could give him such an expensive gift, and how Jang Ha-yang could say without hesitation that she would buy him a car.

‘The unconditional trust that I gave to the children, and that the children received from me… ‘

It was something I wanted to pay back by any means necessary.

If that could be done with money, I would be happy.

Seongpil hugged the documents and sobbed.

“I’m sorry for deceiving you, sir. And thank you. Let’s be together forever. Forever, the rest of our lives… .”

“Is Director Park drunk?”

“The boss is the one who’s drunk… … .”

“Oh, really?”

Hong Gyu-heon laughed brightly as if to mark the end of the story. Han Gu-in did not miss the opportunity to clap his hands.

“Guin-ah.”

The Korean man flinched.

It was the same for Seongpil. It was so shocking that his mind, which had been overflowing with joy, came back to its senses.

“Again, Seongpil.”

“Huh? Huh?”

“Or should I call you oppa?”

Hong Gyu-heon took out another bottle of liquor from the drawer. Judging from the way Han Gu-in glared, it was obviously expensive.

“Today. Just today. Today.”

Hong Gyu-heon opened the bottle of alcohol with a cool expression.

“Let’s have a drink together like we used to. Without formality. I’ve always wanted to have an event like this.”

“Okay, Gyu-heon.”

“Director Park, call me CEO.”

“Hi (yes)!”

“I’m joking, bro.”

“Ugh.”

“Did Gu-in just throw up? Are you going to die?”

The corners of Han Gu-in’s mouth slowly rose.

“It’s been a while.”

This time, Seongpil felt as if a lightning bolt had struck his head. This was because Han Guin had spoken informally to Hong Gyuheon.

Even that expression was incredibly friendly.

“I’m saying this. When we first met, you often spoke to me in a cute tone.”

“Director Han, you’re really good at evaluating things… …?”

“Isn’t that obvious? I’ve been living in Korea for almost 10 years now.”

“Hasn’t it been 10 years yet?!”

“Well, I went to graduate school and worked in the US… … .”

“Both of you stop!”

Hong Gyu-heon shouted loudly.

“Both of you should use informal language. Got it?”

Seongpil and Han Guin looked at each other awkwardly, then smiled as if they had been waiting for it.

“Hey, Hanguin.”

“Why Park Sung-pil?”

“Hahahahaha!”

“what.”

“uh?”

“What’s funny?”

“Uh uh… … ?”

“I have a lot of words that I really have inside me.”

Han Gu-in poured alcohol into Seong-pil’s glass.

“I’ll tell you everything today.”

“Uh, yes, hyung… … .”

“Okay then, brothers. Cheers!”

The three people’s glasses clinked.

Seongpil went back and forth between heaven and hell in just a few dozen minutes. And at the end of hell and the beginning of heaven, Seongpil thought.

It was a very trivial thought.

‘The boss speaks so girlishly.’

Her eyes reflected Sungpil’s writing transparently like a mirror.

* * *

“Seongpil?”

As soon as Son Hye-bin arrived at work, she found Seong-pil with his head on the desk.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“No, uh, because of the hangover.”

Seongpil didn’t even know how he got home yesterday. When he woke up, he was lying naked on the floor of his house.

As soon as I woke up, I contacted Han Gu-in to ask if he had done something wrong, but he said he didn’t know because he didn’t remember.

I contacted Hong Gyu-heon with great fear, and he said not to worry, as he had safely brought both of them home.

Anyway, Seongpil got to work earlier than everyone else even though he had a hangover.

“I still can’t wake up after drinking a hangover cure… … .”

“Aha, really? Our Seongpil must be having a hard time?”

“huh…….”

“You refused to drink when I asked you to, but who did you drink so much with?”

“… … Hmm.”

* * *

Rika and Hanguin were knitting in the lounge on the first floor. Hanguin frowned and tried to recall the method Rika had taught him, but it didn’t work out well.

“Director Han, are you listening properly when I teach you?”

“Yes. I heard it. It doesn’t work out the way I want.”

“There’s something that Atashi (Je) does better than Director Han!”

“Why do you want to beat me so badly?”

“My goal is to beat him in terms of academic ability someday! Director Han is my intellectual role model!”

“That’s nice to hear, but is it possible?”

“You suddenly became arrogant?!”

At that moment, Seongpil’s scream echoed from the second floor.

“It looks like Director Park is getting scolded by Director Son again!”

“Why do you think it’s Director Son?”

“Huh? Because the only one who can make Director Park scream is Hye-bin?”

“That sounds plausible. Sometimes, even Ara can do that.”

“When Ara-chan rubs your back, a scream automatically comes out of Director Park’s mouth. Oh, and in that case, you put your index finger here!”

“… … Miss Rika. How long must I play with you?”

“‘Playing together’?! Weren’t we playing together!”

“Director Park is suffering, so you came to me as a substitute, but what you said is quite out of the blue.”

“It’s not a pinch hitter… … It’s a pinch hitter!”

“You’re not even denying it anymore?”

Rika received yarn from Hanguin and started knitting again.

“You have to play with me until Yuu-chan comes!”

Today, Yuuto comes to Garo Enter.