Why am I stranded in this shitty Island again? chapter 36

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The staff, who looked young with his short hair, seemed fresh out of the military.

“There are no rooms left.”

“Well… we made some structural changes during the break.”

The staff pointed to a new door that wasn’t there before.

“We split a room, so it’s small, but it has everything you need!”

In just over a week, they had built a wall between the room Jisoo and Dansol used to share, creating a small room.

The small room was cramped, barely fitting a bed, but it had good lighting compared to Dansol’s previous basement lodging, and the serene view outside the window was quite nice.

“What is this? Are you messing with me?”

Dansol liked the room, but Jisoo, irritated by the hastily made room, lost his temper.

“Please don’t misunderstand! Senior Han Jisoo, you get the big room, and Dansol… will…”

However, the clueless staff had no idea why Jisoo was angry.

“Oh, of course! I’ll take the small room!”

Jisoo, who was furious, looked like he might grab staff by the collar at any moment.

The atmosphere suddenly turned icy, and Dansol also volunteered to take the small room.

But Jisoo’s anger didn’t subside easily.

“Hey, I asked for a separate room, not a goshiwon!”

“Uh… since it’s the room we used as an equipment room, the size of your room hasn’t reduced that much…”

“That’s not the point! Why does this place still treat omegas like crap? If Dansol and I were alphas, would you still treat us like this? You give the new alpha a proper bedroom, but you think it’s fine to give the omega a room that barely fits a bed? Seriously?”

Jisoo shouted loudly, making sure Minseong, who had moved his stuff into the room that Yoon Yeomin vacated, could hear. Even though Jisoo’s shouting was likely heard through the walls, his door remained shut.

Though it’s almost gone, the broadcasting station still had an air of disrespect towards omega celebrities. Jisoo wasn’t wrong, and the young staff was sweating bullets.

In reality, it wasn’t the young staff’s fault. The blame lay with the higher-ups who irresponsibly tasked him with this awkward situation.

“Hyung! Really, I’m fine! The lighting here is good… And it’s not really his fault, is it? I’ll take the small room, okay?”

“Sigh… Sol, it’s because you’re so soft. Fine, I’ll take the small room.”

Jisoo, who finally relented due to Dansol’s gentle demeanor, picked up his luggage and decided to take the small room.

However, Dansol blocked the entrance, standing firm. The small room was, without exaggeration, smaller than the bathroom in Jisoo’s house.

Dansol couldn’t bring himself to sleep comfortably in the larger room while Jisoo was cramped in the small one.

“If you take the small room, people will criticize me! Considering our experience and age, it’s right for me to use it. Unless… you want me to get a flood of hate comments?”

Jisoo, seeing Dansol standing resolutely like a hamster protecting its sunflower seeds, had no choice but to open the door to his original room.

Taking advantage of the tension, the staff stuck to the wall, trying to sneak away.

“If you feel even a bit uncomfortable, let me know. I’ll break through walls or demolish the building to make it comfortable for you, okay?”

Jisoo’s cold gaze pierced the staff, who was halfway down the stairs, making him jump as if he’d seen a ghost.

“Yes! Absolutely! Dansol, let me know if you need anything!”

“Yes…”

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“Still the same, huh? So prickly.”

They had free time until dinner. Taking advantage of the camera’s loosened surveillance, Jisoo was smoking in the backyard.

“You’re the same too. Still following me?”

They met shortly after Jisoo’s debut. Thanks to the unexpected success of an independent film he did with Daesoo, he was cast by a commercial film director who was on the rise.

That role was opposite Ha Minseong, in a cliché romantic comedy. It was perfect for Jisoo, who had no big dreams or long-term commitment to the entertainment industry—indifferent to everything and distrustful of people.

Ha Minseong tirelessly followed Jisoo around, hoping to catch his eye. Jisoo had even revealed he was an alpha to shake him off.

What did he say back then?

“It doesn’t matter if you’re an alpha or an omega. I like you for who you are, Han Jisoo.”

Overwhelmed by sudden nausea, Jisoo took a long drag from his menthol cigarette.

“You’re so full of yourself. Do you think I’d come all this way because I couldn’t find anyone else to date?”

In truth, Minseong was the first and last alpha in Jisoo’s love life.

Though he wasn’t interested, a photo of Minseong chasing him made the sports news, and Jisoo admitted to the relationship, viewing Minseong more as a strategic M&A partner than a lover.

Their relationship ended in three months, with Jisoo vomiting from Minseong’s pheromones in a suite.

“So, what is it? Revenge for not winning the Best Actor award?”

Their relationship, thought to be over, kept resurfacing at award shows. From the newcomer award to Best Actor, and even international awards, Jisoo won every time.

“How could I? Have you ever seen me covet an award?”

Ha Minseong tried to make a big comeback by auditioning for a Hollywood film, but Jisoo’s film gained global popularity, overshadowing his efforts.

Jisoo even won the Best Actor award at Dream international festival, earning Minseong the nickname “Bittersweet Runner-up.”

“Too bad, you’ve been too modest. How many years has it been since you started acting, and you still haven’t won a Best Actor award. I’ll take a break for a year so you can win.”

Minseong now couldn’t stand the sight of Jisoo and would name him as the person he most wanted to avoid.

“That’s harsh, Han Jisoo. I’m letting you off easy, you know?”

“Then don’t. How long are you going to keep letting me off?”

“Ha, you’re an alpha pretending to be an omega. Jisoo, you should be grateful I’m not spreading this to the press.”

Jisoo massaged his stiff neck and replied.

“Who was the one clinging to this alpha pretending to be an omega? Go ahead and spread it. Do you think I don’t know what you’ve been up to?”

But Jisoo wasn’t someone who could be easily intimidated.

“Fine, let’s not escalate this. I’m not here to fight.”

As expected, he was known for his messy personal life.

Minseong was the first to back down, as if pricked by Jisoo, who was pretending to know something.

“Go ahead then.”

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—With a new member joining, our production team has prepared a simple game with dinner as the prize.

—Teams will be formed in pairs, and since it’s the first time, can we give Ha Minseong the chance to choose his teammate first?

“Yes.”

“Sounds good.”

When Dansol went to the kitchen for dinner, the table was full of food. There was everything from shining Korean beef to seaweed and rice, and even a simple meal with kimchi.

Although he didn’t know what the game would be, Dansol’s main concern was who would team up with Minseong.

Even though he hadn’t properly greeted him, he felt that if he could team up with Minseong, he would have no other wishes.

—Yes, Ha Minseong? Is there someone you’d like to team up with?

“Yes, there is.”

Seeing Minseong smile as he said that, Dansol felt his heart race like it did in his childhood.

“Yoo Doohyun.”

Her heart sank instantly. Unconsciously, his lower lip stuck out. Across from him, Taeoh also seemed disappointed, his shoulders slumped.

—Okay, the rest will draw lots to decide their teams according to the usual rules.

Dansol trudged over to draw a capsule. The person who picked the same color as his was Taeoh.

—Joo Dansol and Ma Taeoh.

—Lee Yiyeon and Jung Daesoo.

—Jaegal Minhyuk and Han Jisoo.

—And Ha Minseong and Yoo Doohyun are a team.

—Today’s dinner mission includes not only the dinner menu but also a date ticket.

Dansol and Taeoh, who had been sitting like lost souls, finally brightened up. It could be an opportunity to use the date as an excuse to have a one-on-one fan meeting with Minseong.

But their joy was short-lived.

—Today’s game, with dinner and a date ticket on the line, is a quiz contest.

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