Siblings Working in Business (187)
Eun-ho stared at Eun-ji, then stroked his chin, lost in thought.
“Hey.”
“Yeah.”
“Just get an automatic.”
Eun-ji’s eyebrows furrowed.
Specifically an automatic?
That was suspicious.
“An automatic? Why?”
When Eun-ji asked suspiciously, Eun-ho looked away and answered,
“What are you going to do with a manual license? You’re not going to drive a truck.”
Eun-ho wanted Eun-ji to get an automatic license.
He had his reasons.
However, he didn’t anticipate that his persuasion would backfire spectacularly.
Eun-ji’s eyes sparkled.
“A truck…!”
The moment he mentioned a truck…
Eun-ji seemed to have made up her mind.
“A truck sounds great!”
Eun-ji shouted excitedly, as if she was imagining something.
“I’m getting a manual!”
“…You’re getting a manual license?”
“Yeah!”
“Why?”
“It’s cool! A woman should be able to drive a truck!”
“…”
This wasn’t what he intended.
Seeing Eun-ho’s expression, Eun-ji grinned and asked,
“What are you scheming?”
“Nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.”
“I just wanted you to get an automatic. You’re not going to drive a manual anyway.”
“It’s good to know how. And honestly, a manual is way cooler. You can slam the clutch and go bam!”
Wasn’t this her first time driving?
Eun-ji’s imitation of driving was surprisingly accurate, from the gear shift to the clutch.
“Who slams the clutch like that?”
“I will. And driving a manual is more fun.”
“Forget about fun, just get an automatic.”
“No way!”
“Why do you want a manual just because it looks cool, when all cars are automatic these days?”
“Because it’s cool!”
Eun-ho sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“Just get an automatic.”
“No! Why do you keep— ah? Aha!”
Eun-ji chuckled slyly, and Eun-ho, as if he realized something, looked away.
“Lee Eun-ho.”
“What.”
“What kind of license did you get?”
“…”
“Wow—. Lee Eun-ho got an automatic license and doesn’t want to be shown up by his little sister! Wow…!”
“Ah, whatever!”
It might be childish, but it was true.
The reason he opposed Eun-ji getting a manual license, even though he knew it was childish…
…was his petty pride.
Eun-ji, ignoring Eun-ho’s opposition, decided to get a manual license.
“Manager Oppa.”
“Yes.”
“Are there any tips for driving? Anything I should be careful about?”
Look around. Look straight ahead.
Eun-ji sought out Hyun-woo for advice like this.
Hyun-woo looked at Eun-ji calmly, then slowly said,
“On the road…”
“Yes!”
“…think of everyone else as crazy except for yourself.”
“Huh?”
As Eun-ji tilted her head in confusion, Hyun-woo calmly left to submit a report.
“Everyone else is crazy except me…?”
Eun-ji tilted her head, pondering those words.
[Is what I saw for real?]
└ Real?
└ Shi-rwa > Shil-hwa (for real)
└ Do you think they wrote it like that because they didn’t know?
└ Lol
[CEO Bit Chang-seok’s wife is the kids’ MV director]
└ OMG really?
└ Power couple ㄷ
└ Which MV?
└ Hae-ga & This Road, Same day, Same time, and Red? Those are the ones I know of.
└ She did them all? OMG
└ Insane ㄷㄷ
As their fanbase grew, it became difficult to reply to every message individually. Although it was disappointing for the fans, E-FAN updated its system so that fans could send group messages to Eun-ho and Eun-ji and receive individual replies.
It also allowed Eun-ho and Eun-ji to selectively reply to individual messages.
Of course, this required ‘EG Points.’
Points could be earned by purchasing merchandise or logging into the app and checking in for 15 consecutive days, allowing for smooth fan activity.
[I’m a Potion, and this is my first time using the E-Per app. Is there anything I need to do?]
└ Nope, just relax and enjoy your fangirling, experiencing Bit Chang-seok’s consideration, which is on a different level from TaKa.
└ Lol Is this the Church of Bit Chang-seok?
└ Welcome, Potions (^0^)
└ Until the chick in front of your name changes to the EG mark~~
└ Oh wow, I didn’t know this existed lol
[Have E-Pers always had it this easy?]
└ (Embarrassed)
└ And you’ll experience it too from now on
└ Lol
E-FAN, anticipating the influx of fans from other agencies as the system expanded, created new subcategories under ‘NRY’: ‘E-UNG’ and ‘TOXIN.’
With the creation of separate and integrated bulletin boards for each agency, Toxin’s fans and E-UNG’s fans could now interact in one place.
[I asked for the kids to be on more variety shows, and he created an entire program lol]
└ Seriously lol Chang-seok, you’re the best ㅠ
└ Director-nim, please take good care of our Eun-ji ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
└ Lol
└ Every time Eun-ji opens her mouth, E% hearts drop lol
└ I love it even more
└ I love a rough Unnie lol
└ Is this the suspension bridge effect? lol
[Bit Chang-seok, you’re the best ㅠㅠㅠ]
└ Let’s all dedicate our lives to NRY ㅠㅠㅠ
└ For real ㅠㅠㅠ
[I heard there’s a new program, so I checked the notice, and the title cracked me up lol]
└ What is it lol I just checked too lol Whose idea was that lol
└ Lol
└ It’s a perfect fit though lol
The program’s title was decided as “Legally Siblings.”
「Lee Eun-ho and Lee Eun-ji of E-UNG, known as the spicy siblings of the idol world.
A behind-the-scenes reality show about their ordinary, not-so-special daily lives offstage.」
It was a show heavily supported by NRY Entertainment, of course.
The promotional effect of the short videos released on O-Tube and tvH was undeniable.
One of the scenes that grabbed attention was a meeting between Eun-ho, Eun-ji, and the Toxin members.
It was actually footage from the day they recorded “Hot Afternoon,” but they released snippets of behind-the-scenes footage that hadn’t been released before.
Moreover, Toxin and Eun-ho and Eun-ji were quite close.
Oh Hyun had once bragged in their group chat about a new painting he bought.
[Oh! It looks like an alien pooping.]
Eun-ji had commented, saying exactly what she saw.
Oh Hyun tried his best to explain its artistic value, but he was genuinely offended by Eun-ji’s lukewarm response.
He had to be coaxed out of his sulk later.
There was also the time Seo Seung-yeon got drunk on wine…
…and left a (mortifying) message in the chat: [The red color in the glass is just like my heart that wants to fall in love]. They had become closer than just senior and junior artists in the music industry; they were like family.
Naturally, their appearance on the upcoming show “Legally Siblings” was a given.
Eun-ho, just in case, asked Ji Ye-chan separately.
Ji Ye-chan, and all the Toxin members, readily agreed, saying, “Use us, we told you to use us before.”
Filming started after two more meetings.
“The cameras are here and here, so…”
As befitting a reality show, cameras were installed throughout the house.
But the cameras installed in Eun-ji’s room didn’t last long and had to be removed quickly.
“Noona, it’s okay, really?”
“Hiss!”
The culprit was Briquette.
Briquette seemed to dislike the cameras installed in Eun-ji’s room.
He swatted at the cameras hidden throughout the room with his pink paws, as if he knew exactly where they were.
And his furious pawing continued even after the cameras fell to the floor.
They considered having the cameraman film inside the room directly, but it wasn’t a good idea.
“Whoa!”
“Briquette!”
“Eun-ji, save me!”
“Hiss!”
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack.
Briquette’s relentless attacks continued even as Eun-ji tried to restrain him.
He even used the cameraman’s clothes as a scratching post, even more aggressive now that he had a direct target.
‘Should I be thankful for this…?’
Thanks to Briquette’s tantrums, Eun-ji’s room, along with the bathroom, became a camera-free safe zone in the house.
“That was exhausting.”
After the Briquette incident was resolved, Eun-ji sighed in relief and started getting ready to go out.
“Where are you going?”
“Out.”
“Where?”
“Master’s studio. There’s something I need to work on.”
“…Again?”
Eun-ho asked, slightly apprehensive, and Eun-ji, amused by his expression, replied with a smile,
“Yeah, again. And it’s three songs.”
“This won’t do.”
“What won’t?”
“I’m going to learn from Composer Jin-soo too, so you, factory manager, write the lyrics.”
“Factory manager? Haha. No way. I’m not talented at writing lyrics~.”
“Like you think I enjoy racking my brain.”
“I don’t care.”
Eun-ji covered her ears and ran out, pretending not to hear, as if fleeing.
“That girl…”
Eun-ho, staring blankly at the door that slammed shut, sighed and lay down on his mat.
But only for a moment.
Eun-ho got up, clapped his hands in front of the camera as a silent signal.
He then removed the microphone clipped to his collar.
After removing the microphone, Eun-ho slowly got up and headed straight to Eun-ji’s room.
He opened the door to Eun-ji’s room, neatly organized for the show.
Inside were a cat tower, an electric piano, a desk with a laptop, and a neatly folded mattress.
The cat tower was, of course, Briquette’s home and playground.
Eun-ho looked at the top level.
Briquette, curled up in a ball, was there.
“Briquette.”
“…”
“Why are you so grumpy today?”
Briquette slowly opened his bright yellow eyes at Eun-ho’s voice and replied,
『…Those black things.』
“The cameras?”
『I don’t know. Anyway, why should I let those things into my territory?』
“Didn’t Eun-ji explain what cameras are?”
『She did. She said they’re things that record and remember, and other people watch them.』
“You know a lot. Then you know what our job is too.”
『I know that too. It’s fitting for you to live so openly.』
“You talk like a fortune teller. Anyway, why did you make such a fuss, knowing that?”
『Because if those are here, I can’t comfortably…』
“Comfortably? What?”
『I don’t know. Get out.』
“Why do you stop mid-sentence?”
『Ah, ah!』
“Hey, hey, if you’re loud, it’ll be recorded.”
“Mrow!”
Briquette switched to a more animalistic sound, turning his back on Eun-ho.
Jump.
Briquette jumped down from the cat tower and into a box under the piano.
It was a sign that he didn’t want to talk anymore.
Eun-ho stared at him, then muttered,
“…That box is going to explode.”
Just as Eun-ho said…
The box Briquette entered looked like it was about to burst, his black backside barely fitting. But Briquette didn’t seem to care.
He burrowed deeper into the shadows.
‘…’
Eun-ho sighed, watching him, and gave up.
As requested, he left Eun-ji’s room.
Back in his own room, Eun-ho clapped his hands towards the camera.
The clapping was a prearranged signal with the director, requesting an edit.
Eun-ho put his microphone back on, lay down on his mat, and took out his black lyric notebook.