Chapter 111 - #Bridge Worldview
"Oh, these came out great. Looks like the trip was really fun. Kinda jealous."
Nam Siu's reaction made her momentarily flustered, wondering if she was overreacting.
"But..."
After scrolling through all the photos, he looked at her with an awkward expression.
"Did you call me here just to brag...?"
"Huh? N-no, that's not it~."
She couldn't exactly say honestly that his face sometimes appeared in the photos.
He was just a friend of her little sister's—no real connection between them.
They'd only worked together briefly, so if she claimed to see him in photos with her husband, how weird would that sound?
It was impossible to say something like that, common sense be damned.
"It's not that~."
"...?"
Seeing Nam Siu waiting for her answer, she knew she had to say something.
"It's something else. Uh, y-yeah. I went shopping with some actor friends recently? You know shopping?"
Her words kept stumbling in her panic, nonsense spilling out.
Nam Siu tilted his head, staring at her.
"We're planning a review session. Like, a fashion critique."
"...Why tell me...?"
At this point, she needed a plausible excuse for dragging him here.
"To brag about that too...?"
"Ah~. Well..., but why brag to you...? You've got Da-young and Woo-hyun... ."
No decent excuse came to mind.
A fashion review? That sounded ridiculous.
"Like a fashion show? Kinda. We divide them into grades.... Hmm~."
She couldn't think of any cover story.
It would've been better if he'd just looked at the photos and said they resembled her.
"So, reviewing clothes and grading them?"
He seemed to buy it, at least. Though with their awkward rapport, he might just be humoring her.
"Yeah~. Try them on and like, 'this one's good, that one's meh' kinda vibe?"
"... ."
Nam Siu crossed his arms at her spur-of-the-moment story, pondering seriously.
It wasn't something to think about that hard.
Flash.
He opened his eyes from his thoughtful close-eyed trance and grinned, showing teeth.
"W-why?"
His smile threw Woo Da-hee off even more.
"Feels like I got some inspiration."
"...In, inspiration? Well, that's good, I guess."
At least it seemed to have worked out somehow.
"Well~."
She checked the time on her phone to gauge the right moment to leave, then stood with her remaining coffee.
"Sis has work, so I'll head out first."
"Ah, yeah. Thanks for making time."
"No biggie. Nice seeing your face too, Siu."
After a warm goodbye, she got in her car.
Checking her phone again, it showed her husband's face, not Nam Siu's.
"Phew, good."
It must've been her imagination. Of course—how could Nam Siu be in photos from a trip with her husband?
She opened SNS to check comments on the uploaded photos.
Leaning back in her seat, she read the innocent comments.
"Yeah, if Siu's face was there, my friends would've noticed first."
Woo Da-hee sighed in relief, smiling.
Seeing Nam Siu's face in her husband's was probably just fatigue.
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In the complex's smoking area by the recycling bins, I puffed on a cigarette while checking SNS.
A photo with my face in it.
Reading the comments, my lips curled up uncontrollably around the cig, nearly to my ears.
"Pffhehehe."
Laughter mixed with smoke billowed out, dissipating in the air.
Scenarios don't just erase memories—they overwrite them too.
Seeing it with my own eyes, I couldn't stop laughing.
"Whoa, total scam."
The Scenario Book's cheat-level power hit me again, worthy of awe.
Memory wipe alone is great, but perfect post-processing? Flawless.
I'd thought influence just softened memories somewhat, but even with a photo of us together right there, she believed it was her husband.
Lies become truth if believed. Confirmed.
"Suck, blow. Makes future ones easier to use."
Plus, fresh inspiration.
Tap tap.
I stubbed out the cig and headed home, flipping open my notebook to build the worldview.
"Review session's good."
Just not for clothes or items—for people.
Scribble scribble.
I dove in, wrist aching unnoticed, fleshing out the worldview.
Synopsis light, then days refining.
"Reviews need everyone involved."
Solo's just impressions, not a review.
Needed more extras.
"Then..."
Make me the appraiser grading items.
Like Woo Da-hee said, set grades meticulously.
Worldview done, straight to characters.
Like how she saw me as husband, twist common sense so appraisers can do anything when grading.
Built participant characters too.
"Hmm..., make it so this review's pass is mandatory for Da-hee and Da-young..."
Gave each a must-pass reason.
Then extras.
"... ."
Trashy thoughts made my dick twitch.
Crafted undeniable reasons for extras too.
Connected it all into one story.
"Whew..."
Finished, leaned back on the sofa with a satisfied sigh.
"Now traits..."
Before scripting proper, pick traits.
Three director traits on the page.
"...Props and sync rate are good, but..."
Penciled the first: Method.
: Increases expression of emotions, facial expressions, and body
Buffs for emotions, expressions, body.
Not sure on body exactly, but experiment later.
Already excited, dick stirring.
To use in Scenario: 1 Point required
Needs points to use.
"...3 points...? Then..."
Recovery needs at least a Masterpiece for 3 points.
Still, confident.
"This one's Masterpiece or better for sure."
All-in for a week on this scenario—got this.
Next day, whenever free, pulled out Scenario Book, transcribed organized notes.
Annoying handwriting requirement, but par for the course.
"Done."
Spent 3 points: Method, Immersion Degree, Dissonance.
Final period, set pencil down—familiar text below.
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