Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: Why Are You Coming Out of There? (1)
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Yeonwoo doubted his eyes.
‘Woo Do-gyeom?’
Why are you coming out from there...?
Seemingly oblivious to everyone's shock, Woo Do-gyeom lightly stepped down from the large yacht and scanned the surroundings.
“All of you seem to be safe.”
Everyone was at a loss for words at Woo Do-gyeom's calm and composed entrance.
“Investor...?”
“What is this? Is what I'm seeing real right now?”
“We're not all dead and touring the afterlife as a group, are we?”
The utterly surreal situation had some staff members desperately trying to escape reality.
“I heard the news. That things were in a real mess here.”
But upon hearing Woo Do-gyeom's curt words delivered in a cool voice, they were once again left dumbfounded.
Heard the news? From who?
That was the question on everyone's mind.
It was only natural. They'd been trapped for days without even being able to send out a rescue signal due to the sudden downpour.
‘And yet he heard about it?’
How?!
There was only one person among them who knew the answer.
‘The Child Spirit.’
The Child Spirit wasn't Yeonwoo's personal spirit.
But it was certainly connected to him in some way, much like his personal spirit.
It looked like nothing more than a cute, chubby little Child Spirit, but it was a guy no ordinary trivial ghost could touch.
If Yeonwoo had been seeing the kid since he was very young, that said it all.
‘When I look at the generals in Mother's shrine, they seem even higher than your average general spirit... Though probably not at the divine level.’
It was a mysterious entity in many ways.
Well, thanks to it, he'd been able to make good use of it even during that forced first face-to-face with Woo Do-gyeom.
Of course, Lady Kang could peer into Yeonwoo's situation better than anyone, but it was unlikely she'd intervened.
If Lady Kang had stepped in, he'd have been dragged home ages ago.
“Um, if I may ask... Who did you hear it from...? Did contact somehow get through already?”
The assistant director's question was met with Woo Do-gyeom's response.
“Let's just say I have a source. That's not important. What matters is that I'm here, right?”
This body of mine personally came all the way here to rescue you?
The implication was so blatant that the assistant director mumbled awkwardly.
“Ah, yes... You're right.”
“Tch. You all look like proper castaways, every one of you. Kim Secretary.”
Woo Do-gyeom snapped his fingers.
A neatly dressed man in a suit, his face pale with exhaustion, emerged carrying something.
Others in suits followed, swiftly unloading items onto the beach.
“These are bottled waters. Over here are emergency medical supplies. These are daily necessities, and that pile is food like ramen, rice, and chocolate bars. Basic cooking utensils are with the daily necessities. And these are spare clothes, along with blankets and towels...”
The explanations flowed on.
‘The Child Spirit must've really thrown a fit.’
Yeonwoo could picture it all too well.
It had probably made an enormous fuss, flitting about frantically and causing a huge commotion.
‘Hm? Wait a second.’
Right now, the Child Spirit was attached to Kwon Seonghyeon.
Yet the one who'd come here was Woo Do-gyeom, not Kwon Seonghyeon.
‘Why did Woo Do-gyeom come instead of Kwon Seonghyeon?’
Yeonwoo's gaze turned to Woo Do-gyeom.
“Mr. Woo Do-gyeom?”
As people from the Cheongwang yacht quickly distributed relief supplies, Yeonwoo asked.
“What?”
“Just checking, but... that source of yours...”
He trailed off, but Woo Do-gyeom understood immediately, curling one corner of his mouth upward.
“Young Master Kwon was so upset about it.”
Woo Do-gyeom's expression looked utterly displeased as he said it.
“You should've seen Young Master Kwon begging me.”
No way.
There was only one "Young Master Kwon" Woo Do-gyeom could mean.
Kwon Seonghyeon.
The very man the Child Spirit was attached to.
‘We are so screwed.’
In that moment, Yeonwoo had a gut feeling.
‘Should I just not go back...? No, that's going too far.’
He could already imagine it.
A smiling face pouring out an endless torrent of scolding.
Sometimes Kwon Seonghyeon was even more overprotective than Lady Kang.
He'd even directly contacted Woo Do-gyeom, of all people—a man he didn't get along with—and asked him to come all the way here.
‘No matter how I think about it, this feels doomed...’
It was obvious Kwon Seonghyeon utterly despised Woo Do-gyeom.
For a man who was practically a sage, brushing off most things with a gentle smile, it was rare to see him sharpen his edge like that.
And among those rare instances, Woo Do-gyeom was the prime example.
Yet he'd reached out to that most hated person directly?
And begged him enough to make Woo Do-gyeom smirk like that?
‘It'll work out somehow.’
Yeonwoo stopped agonizing over it.
The situation back then hadn't been great at all, enough for the Child Spirit to make such a huge fuss.
The human navigator—no, ghost navigator—Adrian had provided some real help.
But honestly, it wasn't exactly optimistic.
Sure, they'd made fire and gathered food, but that was pretty much the limit.
Adrian's standards were geared toward survival experts, not exhausted modern folks.
Snap!
“Kid? Are you spacing out in front of me right now?”
Woo Do-gyeom's long finger wagged in front of his eyes.
“That's no way to treat someone who rushed here without a second thought.”
Fair enough.
“Sorry. I just got a bit dizzy thinking about what's ahead.”
“I get it. Young Master Kwon can be a bit childish. Why not just switch to my company instead? Starting an agency for you would be no trouble at all.”
“I'll politely decline.”
“Too bad. I didn't think it'd be easy. Plenty of opportunities ahead anyway.”
Woo Do-gyeom added after saying that.
“So, where's my thank you?”
Yeonwoo glanced back.
Even Director Ji, who was hiding his face, was showering the Cheongwang people with endless gratitude.
With thank-yous echoing like surround sound from all directions.
What?
A thank you?
“Thank you...?”
It felt off somehow, but a duty was a duty.
Woo Do-gyeom's arrival was absurd, but undeniably a huge help.
It would've been more reassuring if it had been someone else, though...
“Helping my benefactor is always a joy.”
“...How did you even get here? Did the maritime police help or something...?”
“Didn't even consider them. Obvious they were short on manpower.”
“Then...?”
“Private planes and helicopters were out of the question in this weather. And they're no good for transporting supplies anyway. So...”
“So...?”
“I bought a yacht.”
“...You bought what?”
For a split second, Yeonwoo doubted his ears.
Bought what?
“There was only one way in. By boat. But not just any boat could make it, they said.”
It hadn't been a full storm, but the past few days had brought rain on a near-storm level.
The sea surface would've been anything but normal, naturally.
Any ordinary boat not capsizing was an achievement.
“...So you're saying you bought that massive luxury yacht? Just to get here?”
“'Just' doesn't cover it. When my benefactor is in danger, isn't that the bare minimum?”
“If I may be blunt, are you swimming in money or something?”
“Sadly, I don't keep much in physical cash these days. I do have some spare funds invested, but modern vaults even control humidity, so unfortunately, nothing rots.”
Woo Do-gyeom answered as if it were nothing.
Yeonwoo pondered.
‘Is this guy insane or what?’
In the end, he let out a sigh.
“That's not what I meant.”
“Oh. Were you worried about my finances? How touching. If you want, I can have my assets list compiled and sent to you. Hold on. I'll call Kim Secretary...”
He looked ready to summon the exhausted-looking secretary right then.
“No! No need!”
A luxury yacht like that easily cost tens of billions just to purchase.
And that was just the start. Regular maintenance required dedicated crews and mechanics.
Plus docking fees when not in use.
Unlike cars, spots for large yachts were limited, and the costs enormous.
A real money pit.
And he'd just bought one.
“Don't worry about it. Rescuing a damsel in distress is a knight's duty, right?”
“Dam...”
Yeonwoo bit back the ridiculous word and clamped his mouth shut.
Talking to this guy only made him feel strangely entangled.
‘No. Hold on.’
Yeonwoo paused.
‘Do I even need to thank this guy in the first place?’
On second thought, there was no need to fret over his massive spending.
‘He's the one who pushed us here, so of course he's the one cleaning up his own mess.’
Woo Do-gyeom might be generous to him, but he wasn't some philanthropist handing out favors to everyone.
The film crew probably thought he'd loaned the island for cheap marketing...
But someone like Woo Do-gyeom wouldn't buy an island blind.
‘Yacht cost? Peanuts compared to my blood money.’
Yeonwoo's gaze sharpened instinctively.
Come to think of it, no need to worry.
Or be grateful.
His eyes flicked back again.
“Whew. Finally feeling alive after some ramen.”
“I swear, if I never see instant ramen again after this, it'll be too soon.”
“Was thinking of retiring to the countryside, but city life really is best.”
Staff wrapped in thick blankets ate proper hot meals, steam rising.
Not precarious bonfires, but electric heaters blasting even warmth everywhere.
Even the actors, obsessed with diets and figures, joined in with weary faces.
‘You guys... are being duped...’
These poor souls had been hooked by Woo Do-gyeom.
And the bait was probably Yeonwoo himself.
“Isn't that less knight and more villain? Who was it that shoved us here?”
“Oh. Figured it out already? I figured you would.”
“No need to thank you, then? Can we call it off now?”
“Can't waste that. I'll treasure your thanks. In return, let me thank you this time.”
“Mr. Woo Do-gyeom... Isn't that smile a bit too sleazy?”
Woo Do-gyeom grinned.
As if it were the most natural thing.
“Why do you think that?”
“You sent me here on purpose, didn't you?”
“Curious why you think so.”
“Because you're not the type to give anything away for free.”