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I was wondering if I should give a vague answer when I saw the seriousness in Ki Cheo-woon’s eyes.

‘What’s this? He’s serious.’

Why are you asking a three, no, four-year-old! Besides, I don’t have much acting experience yet!

‘But if he’s serious, I should give a proper answer, right?’

I smiled shyly and answered.

“Hyung, your eyes dart around too much in front of the camera!”

“Huh?”

“You look at me too much!”

Actually, the reason his acting was a bit inconsistent was because of that.

‘His concentration is slightly lacking.’

He paid too much attention to his co-actors.

‘Of course, you have to pay attention to your co-actors to match the timing.’

But you’re overdoing it.

“Oh…”

I smiled brightly and closed my mouth.

‘I should tell him to focus more on his own acting, but that’d be weird.’

It’s already strange that I’ve crossed this line.

Sure enough, PD Son Youngjae was looking at me with a strange expression.

‘I hope he doesn’t mind.’

Ki Cheo-woon, you should have asked when no one else was around.

Just then, a staff member approached and spoke.

“Ah, Cheo-woon, get ready.”

PD Son Youngjae blinked and said,

“Oh, the next scene is the sword fighting scene, right?”

“Yes.”

“Be careful.”

Ki Cheo-woon smiled broadly as he ruffled my hair.

“Honestly, I don’t really get what you’re saying. I think I’ve heard something similar from the instructor before.”

It was a pretty noticeable flaw.

“They said I lacked concentration, is that it? Got it.”

Ki Cheo-woon said with a grin.

“This time, instead of focusing on my partner, I’ll concentrate on my own acting!”

Wow, he understood.

‘Even though it’s an action scene, so it doesn’t mean much.’

You do focus well when it comes to physical stuff.

But I couldn’t say that. Ki Cheo-woon ran off, saying,

“Kid! Watch me closely! I’m really cool, right?”

No. It’s nap time. I need to sleep.

I blinked. PD Son Youngjae put me down on the ground, saying,

“Just watch for a bit. He wants to show off because he’s your big brother.”

I let out a long sigh.

‘He’s really something.’

Well, that’s how he’s always been.

PD Son Youngjae patted my head.

“By the way, I was worried because of what the shaman said, but it’s a relief Kongja didn’t get hurt.”

Oh. That superstition.

‘He does care about it, huh.’

Geez, why do you bother with fortune-telling?

‘Well, the future can be changed by one’s efforts.’

I guess it’s fine since I didn’t get hurt. I blinked and glanced at Ki Cheo-woon.

He was rehearsing with a sword in the flower garden I had been wandering in.

Each time he swung the sword, his hanbok’s sleeves fluttered.

‘Honestly, this is the charm of historical dramas.’

Oh, I can’t wait to grow up and wield a sword too.

Extras dressed in black approached in droves.

Ki Cheo-woon spun around, clashing swords with them.

Clang-

‘I’m kind of envious.’

When will I grow up and get to do action scenes like that?

I quietly looked down at my hands. They were still small.

‘Don’t rush.’

Being able to act is a good thing.

‘Remember, you’re already in a pretty good spot.’

Of course, I want to do more projects.

Then a staff member called out.

“Alright, let’s get started. Stand by, cue!”

The swords clashed, and Ki Cheo-woon’s sleeves fluttered again before returning to their place.

I blinked.

‘Huh?’

Clang-

An extra’s grip on the sword loosened, and it suddenly flew upward.

“What?”

“What!”

I wasn’t the only one surprised. The other actors hesitated.

‘They need to dodge!’

The extra realized and quickly stepped back. But Ki Cheo-woon, focused and following his movements, spun around.

The sword fell.

A staff member shouted.

“Ki Cheo-woon! Step back!”

Thunk-

I couldn’t see the scene. P

D Son Youngjae had shielded me with his body.

I heard a scream. PD Son Youngjae darted out like a bullet.

“Ah!”

“Ki Cheo-woon!”

I blinked. The sword was lodged in Ki Cheo-woon’s arm.

‘Damn it!’

I instinctively shouted.

‘Use a coin!’

[How would you like to use the Love and Peace Coin?]

I was about to shout “just heal him” when I saw a staff member trying to pull out the sword.

‘That idiot!’

You shouldn’t pull that out!

‘But it would be weird if I shouted.’

Besides, it’s not like they’d stop just because I did.

I spotted the perfect person.

‘Make PD Son Youngjae shout to stop them’

[It will cost 2,000 coins for PD Son Youngjae to shout. Proceed?]

‘Proceed!’

[Executed.]

[Everything has a price.]

[As a result of using the coin, you will fall into a deep sleep for 4 hours in 4 minutes.]

Oh, damn it! The price! This is crazy!

I quickly looked around and felt relieved. Kim Deok-soo was already behind me.

‘At least I won’t crack my head open if I suddenly pass out.’

I looked forward again. PD Son Youngjae shouted.

“Stop!”

The staff member stopped trying to pull out the prop sword.

‘Oh, good.’

Immediately, other staff members spoke up.

“Right. We need to get him to the hospital with that still in.”

“Yeah! He needs to go just like that!”

“Ki Cheo-woon, are you okay?”

“It hurts.”

I let out a sigh of relief. PD Son Youngjae rubbed his mouth, confused by his own outburst.

“Ambulance!”

“The car is faster!”

The staff moved quickly, kicking up dust.

‘My scene is done, so I can pass out now.’

Well, I might as well pass out gently.

Then, as if on cue, my eyes closed.

I lost my balance, but Kim Deok-soo caught me from behind.

I heard Kim Deok-soo shout.

“Kongja!”

Damn.

‘He must be shocked.’

I didn’t think about that.

I heard my name being called. It seemed the staff saw me collapse too.

What to do.

That was my last thought. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer on the set.

* * *

Damn. There were better ways to handle this.

I blinked. As soon as I regained consciousness, a wave of regret hit me.

‘I forgot about the price of making someone shout.’

Well, it was urgent, so fine. But the next part was really stupid of me.

‘I could have just lain down instead of worrying about cracking my head!’

I sighed automatically.

‘I should have just lain down without checking where Kim Deok-soo was…’

Because of that, I fainted unnecessarily.

‘Well, anyway. How’s Ki Cheo-woon?’

I hope he’ll be okay.

I let out a deep sigh.

‘Now that I think about it, this was incredibly inefficient.’

It wasn’t supposed to be used to prevent pulling out the sword.

‘I should’ve used the coins for recovery.’

Damn it.

‘Well, pulling out the sword would’ve caused severe bleeding anyway.’

Seriously, who was even thinking about pulling it out?

Don’t they know you should head straight to the emergency room in situations like this?

I exhaled slowly. Well, the past is the past.

‘Damage control is what matters.’

I muttered immediately.

‘Use coins! Tell me the amount needed for the quick recovery of Cheo-woon’s arm injury and the cost!’

[500 coins are required to know the cost.]

[Rising Star: 100,577 coins are needed for the quick recovery of Cheo-woon’s arm injury.]

[The cost: you will cry for 30 minutes after one minute.]

I tilted my head.

‘The coins are expensive, but what’s with the cost?’

Crying?

‘Well, it’s just 30 minutes anyway.’

I sighed.

‘My precious coins.’

But I have to use them. Honestly, I’ve long surpassed a hundred thousand coins because of the movie.

‘Besides, it’s my fault he didn’t notice the sword sticking out.’

My conscience pricked. I sighed and muttered to myself.

‘Execute!’

[Execution in 10 seconds.]

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