The Crown Prince in the Mang Game is Good at Idols - Chapter 232



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Episode 232

Originally, the more you talk, the more you are afraid of the consequences, right?

“Hey, Nari. I think we’re all cleaned up here.”

“Oh, you worked hard. Then I guess I should clean up the kitchen now.”

“Oh my, Nari! I’m dying! Please give me time to drink some water!”

“hmm…….”

After hearing Kang Si-yoon’s pitiful request, I turned my head towards Yoo Min-ha.

“What do you think we should do, ma’am?”

“You can just leave it alone, I won’t die from something like that.”

“That was a wise decision. Siyoon, I’ll give you the water later, so go clean the kitchen quickly.”

“These bad guys!”

Cha Eun-gyu, who was watching with amusement as Kang Si-yoon pretended to cry and went into the kitchen, suddenly remembered something and asked a question publicly.

“But in the original setting, wasn’t Hyungbin’s wife Min-ha? Is it okay for Charis to call her wife now?”

“uh?”

“I know?”

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the three of us.

Oh my, that one question turned into a morning drama-level development.

I wasn’t sure how the two guys would react here.

“Well, just say you got divorced a little while ago.”

“Isn’t that so cool!”

Song Hyeong-bin shrugged his shoulders and said as if nothing had happened.

Then, Heo Yu-bin started singing the OST of a famous adultery drama.

“Why did we love each other and hurt each other?”

“This is a real-life version of love and war.”

“But Hyungbin is so free-spirited? If someone saw him, they would think he was in America and not the Joseon Dynasty.”

As we were talking about a topic that was a bit out of touch with the present, Kang Si-yoon, covered in dust, strode out into the yard and threw down his broom.

“I don’t work! I don’t work while being treated like this!”

“What did that guy just say?”

“Ahaha, I guess I’ve lost my mind because I’ve worked too much.”

“Give freedom to the slaves!”

Is this a sudden revolutionary movement following the development of the adultery drama?

I quickly subdued Kang Si-yoon, who was rushing towards the nobles, by grabbing his two hands.

“What power do you have that makes you rebel like this?”

“I hate work! Why do you only make me do it!”

“He’s a guy who doesn’t understand anything at all.”

At times like this, we need to hear what other people in power think.

When I looked at Song Hyeong-bin and Yoo Min-ha, Song Hyeong-bin shook his head and made a decision.

“I can’t believe what you’re saying. Charis, I’m going to have to beat you with a stick. Get ready to tie you up.”

“Hey, commoners. You heard me, right? Quick, bring me some rope to tie up this ungrateful bastard!”

“Yay, Nari!”

Ji Yoon-cheol and Heo Yu-bin answered right away, but no matter how much they looked around, they couldn’t see the rope.

“Yuncheol, where can I find the rope?”

“… … I don’t know either.”

“But even if you find the rope, will you really beat Siyoon hyung with a stick?”

“I don’t know about that, but it sounds fun.”

Of course, in the Hanok we use, there were no tools or ropes for beatings.

So we just decided to lay Kang Shi Yoon down on the bed and smack his butt with the palm of our hand.

“… … Please hold on tight, Nari.”

“Okay.”

“Hey, Jiyooncheol! Are you really doing this?”

“… … Don’t speak informally. Where does a slave dare to speak like that?”

“omg!”

I don’t know why, but Ji Yoon-cheol seemed more excited than usual.

Are you happy that you got a chance to legally spank your brother’s butt, who you’ve always been a brat about?

Well, if the youngest is okay with it, that’s good.

“… … Close your eyes tightly!”

“Gently! Please, gently!”

Even though Kang Si-yoon asked in a eunuch-like voice, Ji Yoon-cheol had no mercy.

It was the most powerful arm swing I’ve ever seen.

A very loud noise echoed throughout the yard.

“Ahhhhh! Wow, Jiyooncheol really hit me for real! Hey, why aren’t you coming here? Hey!”

“… … Then I’ll take my leave.”

“Hey! Where are you going!”

“Oh, where are you going during the punishment? It’s my turn now, so stay still.”

As I began to roll up my sleeves in earnest, Kang Si-yoon pleaded again with eyes filled with fear.

“I’ll do as you say, Nari. Please, please don’t hit me anymore!”

“Hmm, are you really not going to vomit on anything you’re told from now on?”

“Yes, yes! Of course, Nari!”

“hmm…….”

I pretended to think for a moment and then shook my head.

“No matter how much I think about it, I can’t do it because I feel bad about throwing the broom away earlier.”

“Oh, really! They’re just heartless bastards!”

“It’ll hurt a little, so bite down hard.”

“No, slowly! Dude, if I really hit you, your butt will burst!”

I was not one to be weakened by such a plea.

The time of such a stinging handcuff passed.

The manager, who had been watching us with eyes that seemed to ask, “How long are we going to keep doing this?” cleared his throat.

“Time flies when you’re having fun and chatting away, right?”

“yes!”

“Is it time for game two now?”

The second game that involved coins was Yut Nori, a traditional folk game.

The game is played by dividing into teams of noblemen and commoners/slaves, and the first team to cross the finish line with three pieces wins.

The winning team will receive 20 coins per person.

The Jin team is said to have been given a huge penalty of having to make dinner as punishment.

And of course, the Hunminjeongeum rules were applied here too.

Even in a simple game like bottle cap popping, there was chaos.

Yutnori was even played as a team game, so how messy would it have been?

“Wait a minute! They’re speaking English!”

“No? No? When did I? What did I write?”

“I just said that line that starts with me and ends with me! Camera director, turn that thing back quickly—. Ah, ahh!”

“Hahaha, Song Hyeong-bin has been caught!”

Kang Si-yoon and the commoners who naturally use English and evade their questions cleverly.

My teammate, Song Hyeong-bin, who tried to point that out but ended up destroying himself by using English instead.

To cut a long story short, not a single horse crossed the finish line in an hour.

Because someone always secretly utters a foreign word and the words are erased from the conversation.

“When will this ever end?”

“If this continues, the sun will set.”

I wondered how scary it would be if something I said as a joke became reality.

Indeed, this vicious cycle continued endlessly.

Eventually, the production team, worried that the game would continue indefinitely, proposed a groundbreaking condition: only one word was required.

“From now on. If you unknowingly speak a language other than Korean, be prepared to get hit by me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, Nari.”

“I’ll be careful.”

When I couldn’t stand it any longer and threatened Song Hyeong-bin and Yoo Min-ha with harsh words, surprisingly, their quarrel stopped.

Since we achieved the lowered victory conditions first, the opportunity for slaves and commoners to rise in status was once again dashed.

“Hey, if you’re not going to spin the roulette, give me a coin. Let me spin it just once.”

“No. How dare you touch your master’s belongings.”

“Oh, just this once!”

The nobles who did not need to take risks did not use coins.

The rest of the guys who witnessed the deception with their own eyes, especially Kang Si-yoon, the only slave, were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

In the end, only the nobles enjoyed the peace while the rest busily moved about preparing dinner.

“It would be easier if it was boiled chicken.”

“Is it okay if I just prepare the chicken and boil it?”

The next meal after tteokguk is dak-baek-suk.

I lay comfortably on my side and watched the members preparing the ingredients.

“First, we just need to cut open the chicken. You guys, what do you want to do? I’ll cut up the stuffing.”

“yes!”

“Then I’ll go make some broth.”

When it came to cooking, Kang Si-yoon completely abandoned her slave status.

He gave up the relatively easy tasks of cleaning chicken and boiling broth and instead diligently washed rice and chopped various vegetables.

“As expected, you’re good at your job, Siyoon. It’s nice to see you.”

“You wouldn’t want to hear that from someone who is lying down peacefully, right?”

“You’ve gotten more grumpy since I last saw you.”

“Because it’s an environment where you have no choice but to grow up rough, Nari.”

After watching for a few minutes, it seemed like everything was going well without any problems.

‘I wonder if I should warm up my body too.’

Song Hyeong-bin and Yoo Min-ha were already lying on the warm floor with their eyes closed.

When I listened closely to her breathing, it seemed like Yumin was already asleep.

I too was enjoying a relaxing break without doing anything for the first time in a long time.

“hey-!”

After a few dozen minutes, someone’s short scream was heard outside.

I went out into the yard to see what was going on, and saw Kang Si-yoon holding his forehead and looking at something with a dumbfounded expression.

“What’s going on, everyone? It’s so noisy I can’t sleep.”

“No, Nari! Look at this! These, these guys are taking away the precious chickens—!”

“What on earth did you do?”

What happened to the chicken?

I couldn’t understand what was going on at all, so I went down to the normal room, and there was something pink with a strange visual.

I froze for a moment.

“Hey, is that the chicken we’re going to eat?”

“Yes, Nari! These guys took off all the skin on the chicken! I told them to just clean it, who would put the skin on it like that, right?”

If you think about the chicken soup that people usually eat… …. It is usually cooked with the skin on.

However, the chicken that Heo Yu-bin and Ji Yun-cheol were currently handling was not white, but had dark pink flesh.

It looks exactly like a monster that would appear in an animation.

“I thought the skin was all oil, so I tried to remove as much as possible.”

“… … .”

“Hey, you say something too!”

Heo Yu-bin, who was absentmindedly touching his hair, tapped Ji Yun-cheol with his elbow.

But the youngest saw the angle here.

“I clearly told you not to do this.”

“Hey, when did you do that! I said I would just do it―”

“I have never done that.”

“Wow, you’re trying to survive this alone?”

Ji Yoon-cheol maintained a blank expression and looked for an opportunity to escape on his own.

I looked at the chicken, who seemed somewhat embarrassed, and sighed.

“But it’s not so bad that I can’t eat it, so I don’t think it’ll matter. Once I boil it, it’ll be cooked well.”

“Oh my, my fate. This is the first time in my life that I’ve had boiled chicken like this.”

“If you’re going to say that, why don’t you just do it yourself!”

“I’m not Son Oh-gong, so why do I use the clone technique?”

Although there were many confusing things going on, the final completed chicken stew boasted a surprisingly decent appearance.

Song Hyeong-bin, who tasted the clean broth first, then tore into a chicken leg and was surprised to see lean meat without any skin.

“There’s no shell? It’s so easy to eat.”

“I told you, no skin is better!”

Heo Yu-bin suddenly became proud and showed off to Kang Si-yoon.

Kang Si-yoon at first carefully picked at the chicken with a displeased expression, but soon nodded in agreement.

“It’s good because there’s no shell.”

“This is why you shouldn’t ignore what people say. Do you understand, Siyoon?”

“yeah.”

The noisy dinner was over, and now it was time to end the day without any special events.

The members, who were tired from waking up early in the morning and coming down to Jeonju, quickly washed up and quickly drifted off to dreamland.

Even though I had used up a lot of energy today, I fell asleep as soon as I laid my head on the pillow.

And the next morning.

“… … What do you want me to do with this?”

Before returning to Seoul, one last adventure awaited us.