From the first meeting with Na-eul, a mischievous senior who selectively asked only tricky questions.
A spirit whose hobby is teasing viewers.
The youngest who gained notoriety among the older sisters of Huansanghyang with her unique, bizarre, yet excellent gaming skills.
And.
“Um, since Na-eul is my junior, I’m trying to speak comfortably on the broadcast. Is that okay… with you?”
“Yes, yes!”
A child actor who won the Best New Actress award from her debut work “The Neighbor Uncle.”
A rising star who succeeded in box office with her first leading drama “The Moonlight Pierced by Clouds” following “The Sunshine.”
An artist nurtured directly by Daulby, who rose to the music charts with her first album.
Thus, Na-eul was left speechless by the fact that these two people of completely different images were the same person.
It was hard to believe that a person he could only see on TV until recently was now sitting right in front of Na-eul.
However, regardless of whether Na-eul believed it or not,
In just two hours, Na-eul’s first cooking broadcast was destined to begin.
He had already made a broadcast announcement — with ‘with Diah’ added to it.
“Does Na-eul’s mom know about today’s cooking broadcast?”
“She, she only knows that a co-worker is coming.”
“Then, I think it’s better to contact your mom first.”
As a result, Na-eul could not escape from the situation where he had to talk one-on-one with a real celebrity.
Inviting the celebrity as a guest was already a mishap.
And it was an even bigger mishap to leave the celebrity hanging after going through the trouble of inviting them.
Thus, Na-eul nodded vigorously and listened to everything Ha-eun said.
He still couldn’t look directly into Ha-eun’s eyes, though.
At that moment, with all his concentration trying to process Ha-eun’s calm voice, a thought popped up.
‘…Wait a minute. Weren’t they friends?’
A fact he had almost forgotten in the shock of actually meeting Ha-eun suddenly came back to him like a soap bubble.
Na-eul’s head, which had been slightly tilted down, finally turned to face her because of that.
“I… Can I ask you one thing?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Um, the Hida I talked to last time. Did you hear who that is from the manager…?”
In the next moment, he flinched for an instant.
Her narrow eyes also fluttered slightly.
And then, she nodded.
Ha-eun’s face turned slightly frightened as she finally affirmed Na-eul’s question.
“…Yes.”
“Ah… So you know.”
Only then did Na-eul understand why Diah had asked Hida only tricky questions in the past.
Since they were actually friends, she could ask sensitive questions without hesitation — like the chest size difference between a virtual avatar and a real person.
However, with the unexpected news that she didn’t actually know about Diah’s true identity,
Na-eul automatically nodded at Ha-eun’s request to keep Diah’s identity a secret.
“Da-yeon really likes Diah… If she finds out it’s me, she’ll be shocked.”
And then I’ll probably suffer for the rest of my life.
Na-eul could only awkwardly smile at Ha-eun’s softly murmured words.
After all, it felt like a normal person butting into a fight among famous actresses was like a shrimp caught in a whale fight.
Anyway, it was about time to head to Na-eul’s house and prepare for the broadcast.
After saying goodbye to Jee Hye-min, who had a separate schedule, he started walking alongside Ha-eun.
And, not long after that.
“Do you… not need to hold hands?”
Ha-eun’s curious voice and cautious touch were both extended toward Na-eul.
In response, what sprang forth was a heartfelt thought from deep within Na-eul’s mind: “How could I dare?”
However, Ha-eun’s sudden question was only because of what had been written in Na-eul’s broadcast announcement.
It was clearly stated, “I’ll hold your hand tight so you can’t escape.”
To be honest, there was also a part of Na-eul that wanted to narrow the distance with her.
Because if he kept avoiding eye contact with Ha-eun like this, it would definitely affect the upcoming cooking broadcast.
“Is it… really okay? Can I hold your hand?”
“Eh, well, it’s not like holding hands will kill me…”
Finally, his trembling fingers slowly intertwined with Ha-eun’s fingertips.
However, the moment Na-eul fully held Ha-eun’s hand.
– Thump.
Unintentionally, the strength in Na-eul’s legs gave way, causing him to sit down.
Immediately following that, Na-eul’s honest feelings of his heart feeling like it was about to burst were also revealed.
“I- I’m really a fan… Of course, I want to hold your hand… Honestly, I feel like I might faint on the street…”
He had to acknowledge that Ha-eun was trying to close the distance too rapidly.
Although the reaction might have been a bit excessive for just holding hands.
‘…What if it’s like this at the fan meeting?’
Should he call an ambulance in advance?
These were the kinds of worries Ha-eun had as she watched Na-eul struggle to get up.
Finally, they arrived at Na-eul’s house about ten minutes later.
The sound of the door lock to Na-eul’s house beeping echoed through the quiet hallway before fading away.
Thus, after Ha-eun entered another person’s house for the second time in her 19-year life — the first being Da-yeon’s house — she politely greeted the middle-aged woman she faced seconds later.
“Hello.”
“Oh, oh my. It’s really Lee Ha-eun…”
The only thing Na-eul’s mother could say was that.
Because Na-eul, who had been anxious watching Ha-eun’s expression, urged his mother in a hurry.
“Um, um… Ha-eun, they said they’d step out for a moment, so….”
“Ah, yes. That’s right.”
Finally, ding!
Na-eul successfully got his mother out of the house, leaving only Ha-eun and himself.
Now that the house had visibly quieted down, Na-eul was able to look around the scenery of his home.
The family photos hanging on the living room wall and the five-person sofa gave a simple yet cozy feeling.
In fact, Ha-eun’s house had a similar atmosphere, but somehow it felt a bit new since it was someone else’s home.
‘A normal house, huh… what a strange feeling.’
At that moment when Ha-eun was engulfed in feelings she didn’t quite understand,
A large machine and various baking tools were handed to her by Na-eul, who had gone to the kitchen a moment ago.
“Um, Ha-eun. This is a cotton candy machine. It could burn you, so I’ll make the cotton candy.”
“Oh, okay.”
“And this is a piping bag. I’ll take care of this too because it shouldn’t splatter on your clothes—”
After that, the phrase “I’ll take care of this too” echoed for quite a while.
Almost all of the tools were passed to Na-eul as if he was trying to protect the very tips of Ha-eun’s hair from getting damaged.
Then came an unusual situation.
“Uh, so then what should I do? There’s not a single tool I can use…”
Among the tools that Na-eul brought, there wasn’t a single one that Ha-eun could handle.
Realizing this belatedly, Na-eul paused for a moment as he grasped his mistake.
“Oh, um… How about… just watch from the side?”
“Hmm…”
“Oh, or you could tell me when it looks like the pancakes are about to burn.”
Having come up with something for Ha-eun to do, he tried to steer things along.
Since Ha-eun had been secretly looking forward to the cooking broadcast with Na-eul, she felt a little deflated.
“It’s fine if it splatters on my clothes, so can’t I just make the batter?”
“If that’s the case, I’ll definitely pay you back for laundry costs later.”
“You don’t have to give me anything. Really.”
“But still…”
“This is just a normal hoodie; it’s not like it’s a designer piece.”
After persuading and convincing Na-eul several times, permission was eventually granted.
Agreed upon wearing a remarkably large apron, Ha-eun finally headed to Na-eul’s room with him.
Before long, there was a soft sound.
Then again, another soft sound followed.
‘So this is what the broadcasting setup feels like from behind.’
As Na-eul was setting up the camera for the cooking broadcast on the broadcasting table, he finally turned on the power of the broadcasting computer.
At last, he faced a familiar desktop.
‘It looks just like I remember.’
Strictly speaking, Na-eul had already seen this broadcasting desktop in a past life.
That was why he felt a sense of familiarity.
However, since broadcasting with Na-eul was not something Ha-eun or Na-eul was accustomed to,
“B-broadcast time is almost here. Shall I… start it?”
Na-eul, looking incredibly nervous before the broadcast, gave a fresh impression.
This was a completely different figure from the playful one from his memories.
Nonetheless, neither Ha-eun nor Na-eul wanted to cancel the broadcast now.
“Trust me and relax.”
“Yes, yes…!”
While reassuring Na-eul, she guided his mouse to the start broadcast button.
Thus, finally, click.
[ I’m spilling the tea on becoming Diah’s senior owner. ]
‘…What’s wrong with the state of the broadcast title?’
If you put it that way, it was indeed a title fitting for Na-eul.
It was already widely known that he had received Diah’s engagement pass.
“Hello~. This is Na-eul~.”
Fortunately, the broadcast started normally.
One could tell that this was someone who had passed the intense competition to join Huansanghyang Season 2.
As soon as he thought that.
“Oh, today we have a special guest.”
– Hahaha
– Why is the owner scared?
– Be bold, Na-eul.
– Gonna teach Diah a lesson, lol.
He bit his tongue.
It seemed like it was still too early for him to meet Ha-eun’s gaze.
So, in the end, it had to be Ha-eun who stepped in.
After all, Na-eul was both a junior at Huansanghyang and a fan of Ha-eun.
“I- I was caught by a strange person…! Save me, my followers—!”
– Finally caught.
– Oh! I am now about to conduct the happy dessert instrument session with Na-eul, my junior!
– Serves you right, haha.
– Oh, don’t save me, I want to live with Na-eul forever!
“J- just now, I remembered the nicknames of everyone typing in the chat! I’m going to drag you all into the room of truth!”
– What?
– Oh my god, no!
– What if WWF changes to UFC?
Of course, these lines were not spoken by the actor Lee Ha-eun, but rather by Diah.
As a result, Na-eul’s pupils trembled as if he had caused an earthquake.
Nevertheless, there were no major issues with the cooking broadcast between Na-eul and Diah.
Na-eul introduced the various baking tools he had set up in advance and explained what they would make, well notifying the viewers.
Eventually, up until the preparation of the batter for the first dish, pancakes, there had been no broadcasting accidents.
Although Na-eul was quite flustered over the concern that the batter might splatter on Ha-eun’s clothes, that much was manageable.
“Ta-da, the batter is ready. Shall we cook now?”
“Yes, yes. Please pour it slowly.”
With that, the runny batter was poured into the round frying pan.
The moment bubbles began to rise from the batter, whoosh.
“Yup!”
A thick pancake flew through the air before landing smoothly onto the frying pan.
“S-senior!! I was supposed to flip it!”
“But it worked out well, see?”
“W-well, it did turn out well.”
“Well then, that’s what matters.”
After passing some time, another moment of Diah’s dexterous hands captured by the cooking broadcast camera.
– Chomp!
“How is it? Am I doing well?”
– Haha.
– Look at that proud face, lol.
– Full marks in femininity.
– Let’s get married, Diah!
– Are you flipping pancakes like you’re wok-frying at a Chinese restaurant?
– Oh, I suddenly got hungry.
– Looks delicious.
“Right? Doesn’t it look tasty~. But only Na-eul and I will eat it~.”
– Of course, of course.
– Aah.
– Diah, stop eating that too!
– Please let it burn.
– You live alone forever, lol.
Of course, as Na-eul watched Ha-eun’s display from the side, he was completely taken aback.
Ha-eun at that moment was a completely different person from just a few minutes ago.
‘…Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?’
