Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 783



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Episode 783

After returning to Japan from the United States, Chinon came face to face with Seiko.

‘I’m sorry, Seiko-chan… … .’

This is what Chinon apologized for.

The story is that she had feelings for the man her friend loved. It didn’t end there, but she tried to continue the relationship.

It was obvious that she had tried to seduce Sungpil. She stopped midway, but it was already a betrayal that was more than enough.

There were many twists and turns in Chinon’s heart before she could apologize to Seiko like this.

First, I asked my friends.

What if there was a woman who, with a firm determination, tried to seduce a man who was liked by her friend first, and who even helped her get along with him?

‘It’s really not that good.’

Everyone spoke in unison.

I would never want to have that kind of person as a friend.

Chinon also agreed.

If I think about there being such a person right next to me, I feel nauseated and cannot bear it.

On the surface, she tries to make her friend’s love come true, but behind her back, she harbors feelings for the man and even seduces him.

And the person who couldn’t stand the nausea that was welling up inside him was Chinon himself.

‘I’m sorry, I really… … .’

It was a question between love and friendship, between happiness and morality, between beast and man.

Chinon chose a loose but unbreakable friendship over a sticky but fading love.

Rather than a momentary happiness, Chinon chose a morality that would define him forever.

I wanted to be human rather than beast.

‘Forgive me… … .’

Chinon asked for forgiveness with tears in his eyes.

The verdict will be out shortly.

You could say you won’t see her again, or that it’s okay since she gave up at a crucial moment, or you could say nothing at all.

But even while Chinon bowed her head and sobbed, Seiko didn’t react at all.

Chinon raised his head, rubbing his eyes.

Then, what he saw was Seiko looking at him without any emotion.

That day, Chinon felt goosebumps for the first time when he saw a human.

‘I’m going to kill you.’

Seiko just said that.

‘If this happens again, I will kill you.’

How do you plan on killing me?

Is this a metaphor? Is he trying to use her power to corner her?

Or is he going to torture me to the point of death?

Or did he really mean to physically kill her? Chinon thought he meant to physically kill her.

‘Those eyes.’

Fear spread along Chinon’s back.

‘The human eyes that kill people… … .’

These are the eyes of a murderer.

It is an eye that a human living an ordinary life would never be able to see in their entire lives. The reason Chinon is so sure of this is because he has never seen a human with eyes like that.

If the words ‘I’m going to kill you’ were coming from someone with an attitude I’d never seen before, then the meaning of that attitude was clear.

It’s murderous intent.

‘Seiko, chan… … .’

‘Shut up. Get out of my sight.’

Chinon bit the bullet and it went out.

For the first time in my life, I was threatened in a way that felt like a threat. I didn’t have time to reflect on the feeling.

Chinon just ran. She ran away from Seiko. No, she ran away.

Just like now.

“Chinon-san, it’s been a while!”

She turned her back and ran away at full speed, startled by Seongpil’s greeting.

What makes her run away?

Could it be a wariness of the desire that ended my relationship with my friend?

Is this the path she has chosen as a human being?

Not all of them.

She ran away purely out of fear.

‘I’m going to get killed by Seiko!’

Chinon ran away.

I ran away without stopping.

‘I’m sorry, Director Park… … .’

My love.

The person who should have been the person.

* * *

“… … .”

Seeing Chinon run away in a panic with his lack of athleticism, Sungpil gave up chasing him.

A dozen meters ahead, Chinon was seen falling forward. Chinon glanced back and then ran almost on all fours.

And so she disappeared from Seongpil’s sight.

“Chinon, sir… … .”

Seongpil vaguely stretched out his hand forward, then lowered it. People around him were muttering about the farce that had just occurred, but Seongpil paid no attention.

I turned around and walked towards the elevator without any strength.

“Thank you for coming.”

Himura greeted Sungpil as he entered the office. When he closed the blinds and handed him a drink, it was only then that Himura noticed Sungpil’s strange state.

“What happened?”

“……no.”

Judging from the fact that he didn’t say anything, it seemed to be a personal matter. Himura didn’t ask any further questions.

“I wanted to see you, sir, because I have urgent business to attend to. Seiko is going to New Asa.”

Seongpil’s eyes, which had been ashen, regained their vitality.

“What did you say?”

“I heard you’re going to be on the same show as Tomoe.”

“… … Could it be that Chief Misato planned this?”

Himura explained the situation. It was Seiko’s will rather than Misato’s own.

And the reason this happened was because of a power struggle between Himura and Misato.

Seongpil asked this question out loud.

“I asked Seiko-san to write a song or something… … .”

“That’s true. The problem was that I thought it was my last chance and I played too hard. Seiko definitely helped, but I didn’t expect things to turn out like this… … .”

I regret it.

Seongpil opened his eyes wide when he heard that. Soon, he covered his mouth with his hand and looked down for a while.

“That’s… … that’s it.”

“Director Park?”

Isn’t this something I’ll regret now?

Past choices have created difficult situations in the present. And the consequences have not even extended beyond the six-month time limit of the ability.

‘Have I really lost my ability?’

Seiko goes to New Asa and competes with Tomoe. It’s a serious situation that reminds us of what happened three years ago.

If Seiko was the one Seongpil knew, he didn’t know what she would do if she lost to Tomoe.

‘If my abilities hadn’t disappeared… … .’

It means that things don’t end up as worst as they could.

But if it had disappeared, Sungpil would have been at a turning point that would change the worst future.

“We have to stop Seiko. Why didn’t Chief Misato stop her earlier?”

Seongpil’s voice began to become filled with anger.

“Surely you didn’t kick Seiko out right away just because she wanted to leave like three years ago, right?”

“Just calm down. There is a reason.”

Seiko has been receiving psychiatric treatment faithfully for the past three years. She has also been taking medication regularly.

As a result, Seiko is said to have become completely mentally healthy. There is also a doctor’s note.

“But I don’t think that’s enough. Who knows? Seiko’s mind may not be mature enough.”

“Maybe I’m overdoing it.”

There are plenty of factors that Seiko can take advantage of.

That is Misato’s belief.

Misato treated Seiko with unwavering faith. It is said that from the first time they met, she never doubted that Seiko would become the best singer.

That belief was realized.

What would Misato look like to Seiko? She would be a true hero and a god.

And now that the belief has been realized, that belief has become a debt that Seiko must repay.

‘Like A-reum from my previous life. No… … .’

The current Shin A-reum may be the same.

In that way, Seiko may have felt pressured to perform at her best, even if it meant forcing herself to do so.

Misato and Seiko cannot be rational, at least between themselves. They have achieved miracles together through the faith they have in each other.

Since ancient times, miracles are not created by reason.

“That’s why I invited Director Park. Could you please stop Seiko?”

“How should I say this?”

“This was done by Seiko’s will. I owe it to you for helping Director Park by giving him ‘the speed of light’.”

When Himura reminded him of that fact again, Seongpil felt even more guilty.

A sense of responsibility to change Seiko’s mind arose as a reaction to guilt.

“Misato tried to persuade Seiko. She failed. I tried to persuade her too. She failed.”

“If you two fail… … .”

“Director Park, it’s possible.”

“Me?”

Himura coughed. Then he lowered his voice as if something was hurting him.

“Seiko loves Director Park. When we spoke today, she even called him her ‘reason to live.’”

Seongpil felt like tears were about to burst out. He stopped them by rubbing his eyes.

“If Director Park is truly concerned and speaks out of concern, Seiko will understand.”

“……that.”

“Yes, I know. That would be the same as using Seiko’s mind. But what can I do? Even if there is a one in a million chance that the worst will happen to Seiko, I must stop it. Human life is not something that can be measured in probability.”

He tries to use Seiko’s heart. That guilt melted away in an instant with Himura’s persuasion.

Human life cannot be measured by probability.

Seongpil thought back to the day his parents and younger sister disappeared from his life. At that moment, determination blossomed in his eyes.

“Could you please call Seiko?”

“All right.”

When Himura contacted Seiko, she said she was on her way home.

[See you tomorrow. I don’t want to bother going back. Why don’t we just talk over the phone?]

“Director Park is here.”

[Where should we go?]

Seiko arrived shortly.

Seiko appeared, clearly holding her breath. She crossed her arms so as not to show that she had come in a hurry.

Instead of the rising and falling chest, the rising and falling shoulders stood out.

“Director Paku, what, what’s going on, haa, what’s going on?”

She looked between Himura and Seongpil, then narrowed her eyes.

“Ah, this is it. It’s you, Himura.”

“Sit down first?”

“okay.”

Seiko brought a chair right next to Seongpil and sat down.

“Excuse me, Seiko. You should be talking to me, not the director.”

“I feel comfortable talking like this.”

“In that case, let me get straight to the point. Are you going to Newasa?”

“That’s right. I’m embarrassed to confess my struggle with illness, but… … .”

Seiko explained how she cured her mental illness.

“I am perfect now. I am healthy both physically and mentally. Nothing can stop me.”

“If that’s true, that’s really great. You worked hard.”

“Huh? Oh, uh, right?”

Seiko smiled bashfully, as if she was happy.

“It was hard!”

“Good job.”

“It’s nothing. I’m Kahoo.”

Seiko swept her hair back nicely.

“Because it’s Seiko.”

“But let’s stop.”

“Why?!”

“It may be an extremely slim chance, but if I lose to my junior, Seiko will be hurt.”

Seiko kept her mouth shut.

“It’s not just Tomoe-san. There are other contestants in the competition too.”

“I’ve seen the cast list. There’s no vocalist better than me, no entertainer better than me, no star better than me.”

“I really hate to say this, but you said the same thing three years ago.”

“that……!”

“Ms. Seiko.”

Seongpil lowered his voice. Then he looked at Seiko with a thoughtful gaze.

“I’m worried about Seiko.”

“Then… … !”

Seiko shut her eyes tightly and turned her head away.

“Don’t say such foul language! Then, how are you going to repay the debt you owe Misato!”

“That debt is mine, not Seiko’s. Don’t worry, Seiko. I’ll take responsibility.”

My ears feel like they’re going to melt and disappear. If I could record what Sungpil just said and carry it with me, I don’t think I’d have any more wishes.

I’ll take responsibility. Are there any words in the world that resonate sweeter than these?

“How is that Director Paku’s fault? I said I would do it. I did it of my own free will. Director Paku doesn’t have to worry. I will take full responsibility.”

“No. Seiko, you’re trying to carry too much. Leave it to me.”

“… … .”

Seiko’s heart pounded. She knew it was out of context, but she really wanted to say it.

“Then, if we raise them together… … as joint responsibility… … .”

Himura looked at Seiko as if he was feeling sorry for her. And of course, Sungpil couldn’t understand what she meant.

“yes?”

“Chae, if there is any responsibility, it is both of us.”

“ah.”

“Does it really need to be done by one person? I have my share, and Director Paku has his share. Anyway, I’m okay. Even if I lose to Tomoe or something, it doesn’t matter. This time, I’m not competing for some childish reason like winning to prove myself, but for Misato. That, and… … .”

Seiko crossed her hands and glanced at Seongpil.

“I, I have a reason to live… … and… … .”

As soon as she said that, Seiko lowered her head and slapped her thigh with the palm of her hand.

“I already told you!”

Seiko fanned her hands with tears in her eyes. At the same time, she diligently checked Seongpil’s reaction.

Seeing that, Seongpil was convinced.

‘I’m ruining Seiko’s life.’

Seiko’s love for herself is a curse.

The life of that flower-like person… … .

‘Because of someone like me, I have to disappear for three years… … .’

This curse must end.

The years of not being able to answer her heart will surely leave scars on her.

You can’t ask them to wait until three years after the covenant ends.

If Seiko’s heart changes, the hurt that Sungpil will receive will be immeasurable.

On the other hand, we cannot be sure about Seongpil’s feelings either.

Three years is such a long time. It’s obvious that the gap will be detrimental to both of them.

Seiko’s heart has been maintained in some way so far. In other words, she has already waited for three years. If she waits more, it will be six years.

If it is not a curse to make six years of youth into nothing, then what is a curse?

‘I have to say it strongly.’

To find her own life.

Seongpil doesn’t think Seiko’s heart is completely healed. Waiting for a love that has no promise and is uncertain of return for years is mental illness.

What more is there to say if that person has never given you anything resembling love?

‘strongly.’

I’ve told you three times now, but you haven’t given up, so this time I’m telling you for real.

People live to love.

Yes, that will give Seiko her life back.

‘Of course, I don’t need permission to love someone. I don’t necessarily have to repay Seiko-san’s waiting. I could just wait for Seiko-san to change.’

To be blunt, there is no need to feel responsible for the thoughts that other people have.

Still, Seongpil felt a sense of responsibility.

Because the opponent was none other than Seiko.

“Director Himura, could you please step out for a moment?”

“……yes.”

Himura went out.

Seiko was extremely flustered. With Seongpil alone, her guard became stronger for a different reason.

“Director Paku, why… … ?”

“Seiko, please stop loving me. I beg you.”

“Eh… … ? What… … .”

“It’s exactly as I said. I… … .”

I don’t have feelings for Seiko.

I was going to say that, but my mouth wouldn’t open.

Seongpil’s heart strongly rejects those words.

Because it was a lie, and because I was afraid.

‘Seiko-san will stop loving me… … .’

I’m scared.

‘But, I have to do it.’

Seongpil has no interest in watching others wither away during their hard times.

I hope she is happy.

“… … We’re both uncertain about the future.”

I wanted to be happy and tried to break it off, but in the end I couldn’t.

Seongpil wanted to talk instead of giving notice as usual.

Immediately after saying, “Please stop loving me,” Seiko’s face turned ashen. Her facial features also became free-spirited, as if she was floating through a weightless space.

“Confidence in the future… …?”

Seiko’s facial features slowly returned to their proper place.

“Uh, what do you mean… … Ah! I’m fine!”

“You always say that, but I still have a hard time. For Seiko-san’s sake, it’s best to find a new relationship as soon as possible. I’m bound by a vow… .”

“I know about Director Paku’s oath. Of course, he said it in front of me, right? That’s all. I’m fine with that. I have ●● frozen.”

A word that Seongpil heard for the first time came out.

“What kind of frozen food is this?”

“●● It’s frozen.”

“What is that?”

“to.”

Seiko took out her phone and opened the translation app.

He wrote down the words and showed them to the screen as if he was embarrassed.

[Egg freezing]

“I, you’re sure now, right? You don’t have to worry about that. And, and it’s rude of you to ask a lady such a thing… … . You’re doing a good job… … .”

When did I?! And you’re not even that old?!

He wanted to scream at that very moment, but Seongpil didn’t have the energy to do something like that.

Seongpil closed his eyes tightly.

‘Now, I have no choice but to get married… … .’