Luck.
Fucking luck.
The motion capture suit tore.
But strangely enough, it was not a problem that Kim Seunghun had pulled it.
For some reason, the bottoms Kim Seunghun had yanked were fine, and instead, the top burst.
‘Andrew, I’m sorry. It looks like there was a mix-up on the motion capture wardrobe side. The one you just put on was someone else’s suit….’
Taylor’s apology on behalf of the VFX team.
As expected, something was off.
Clothes that felt far too small even though he had not gained weight compared to The Lord of the Rings days.
He should have checked again the moment he put it on.
Andrew regretted it for nothing.
“Damn…”
Andrew stepped out for a moment to get his head together and put a cigarette in his mouth. And Kim Seunghun, trailing right beside him, hurriedly pulled out a lighter and lit it.
“Here you go, teacher.”
“Teacher, my ass. What teacher…”
“I felt it just now. From the start, wasn’t God trying to tie us together as master and disciple? That’s why your pants didn’t burst, and your top did.”
At Kim Seunghun’s faint madness, Andrew frowned.
“I’m not religious. Get lost.”
“Don’t you feel this flow? I’m telling you, it’s fate.”
“What are you even saying?”
Andrew exhaled a deep stream of smoke and looked at Kim Seunghun.
“There isn’t even much time left until principal photography. And you’re saying you’ll change your acting in that time? Ha, what a joke.”
“We have to at least try. You said it to Chanhyeon, didn’t you. That for this movie to succeed, you’d bet everything too. If we’re not swapping out the lead actor right now, then we at least have to attempt something.”
As Kim Seunghun spoke with bright eyes, Andrew frowned.
“If you tell me my problems right now, I’ll change them somehow.”
“Hoo…”
“Or would you rather the movie gets ruined because of my acting? Is that really what you want, Andrew?”
“What are you talking about?”
“While you’re in Korea, stay at my place. I’ll do everything I can for you.”
At Kim Seunghun’s words, Andrew snorted and said,
“The place I’m staying now is good enough.”
“I’ll give you my best bed, and I’ll provide everything you want.”
“Kheum…….”
Andrew coughed as if he was clearing his throat and thought for a moment.
While he was in Korea, every time he got in a car, the road was always jammed.
But when he rode in Kim Seunghun’s car, as if it had been waiting, the roads opened wide, and he did not even get caught at lights.
“Hm…… huh?”
For a moment.
Evelyn’s one line flashed through his mind.
‘Soon, you’re going to meet an incredible benefactor.’
“A benefactor…”
And the last hint he had heard was that the person ate a lot.
Could it be a coincidence?
He wanted to find out.
Whether Kim Seunghun was really a benefactor or not.
In Andrew’s mind, it was already leaning toward Kim Seunghun being one, but he recalled again what had happened while he was with him.
No matter how he thought about it, it made no sense.
Why did the top burst and not the bottoms?
Because of that, Kim Seunghun did not have to take any responsibility at all.
Was it just that this kid was lucky.
Or was he someone who would keep being lucky. And if he kept being lucky… and if he really was a benefactor… if he could truly lead him into good fortune…
“For now, I need to test you once.”
“Huh? What test?”
“There is one. Something like that. First, let’s finish the test shoot. Everyone’s waiting, so get in.”
“…?”
A few hours later.
While the test shoot went on, Kim Seunghun could not focus on Andrew’s acting like before.
Ever since Andrew mentioned a “test,” his head was filled with thoughts about what kind of test it could be.
After successfully finishing the test shoot, Andrew rode in the passenger seat of Kim Seunghun’s car, looking like he was soaked in sweat, as if filming had been hard.
“You know where my hotel is, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then go there.”
At Andrew’s words, Kim Seunghun started driving. Andrew felt something odd again as he watched Kim Seunghun’s car not get caught at a single light, but for now he said nothing and only looked ahead.
Then the first one to speak was Kim Seunghun.
“So what is the test?”
“We’re almost there. You’ll know when we get there.”
When they parked in the parking lot and got out, a few guests who recognized Kim Seunghun screamed and rushed over.
“Oh! Kim Seunghun! I’m a huge fan!”
“Please give me just one autograph! Just one autograph!”
“Hune sama! Aishiteru!”
With popularity that did not care about nationality, Kim Seunghun responded as if he was used to it, with a bright smile.
“Um, I’m sorry, but I have somewhere urgent to go right now. This person is the lead in my new upcoming work, Space Vagabond. Ha ha. Everyone, please move aside! I’m asking you! Please!”
When Kim Seunghun asked with a bright smile, the fans there only stared at Kim Seunghun’s face and let out admiration.
“Wow, he’s really handsome.”
“Hey, he’s saying move. Move.”
“Isn’t he a male god at that level?”
Like Moses parting the Red Sea, a wide path opened at Kim Seunghun’s words, and through that gap, Andrew and Kim Seunghun headed to Andrew’s room.
“You could become this country’s president later.”
“What?”
“People looked completely out of their minds just staring at your face. Ha, run for office later. Maybe you’ll become the Republic of Korea’s Ronald Reagan. Who knows?”
Andrew chuckled as he said the name of America’s first actor-turned-president.
“I’m not interested in politics at all.”
“Having interest is what makes you do politics? If you’re popular, you do it. Aren’t politicians and actors basically the same?”
“I have no interest.”
“That’s a shame. Tsk. It would have been nice if the President of Korea was a friend, you know.”
At Andrew’s words, Kim Seunghun smiled and said,
“Then are we friends right now?”
“What?”
“You just said it. That it would be nice if the President of Korea was a friend.”
“…”
Pretending he had not heard Kim Seunghun, Andrew slid his key card into the door.
The moment he entered the room, he opened his suitcase and took out a small box.
<Grace’s Lucky Test!>
Seeing the box with writing that looked like an elementary school kid had written it, Kim Seunghun frowned and asked,
“What is this? You’re not a kid, why did you bring something like this in your suitcase?”
“My daughter made it.”
“…”
Kim Seunghun turned it over in his head for a moment.
“You are a very family-oriented family man.”
“I’m divorced.”
“…”
“My daughter is being raised well by my ex-wife.”
When Andrew said it without any emotion, Kim Seunghun felt even more sorry for no reason, so he just shut his mouth and waited for Andrew to speak again.
“Take this.”
Andrew handed Kim Seunghun two dice. Then he took out a small board from the box.
After that, he carefully laid it on the floor and placed a small lump of rubber on top of it.
“Now, throw it once. Let’s see what number comes out.”
“This is the test?”
“Yeah. It’s a very important test. Hurry and do it.”
Kim Seunghun looked at Andrew, flustered.
“What number is supposed to come out?”
“You don’t need to know that. Just throw it. Tsk. You talk way too much.”
“No, it’s a test, but what is this kind of……”
“Do you not want to?”
“Ah, it’s not that.”
As if he could not believe there was such a ridiculous test, Kim Seunghun frowned and threw the dice.
The number was 4.
“Next.”
After throwing the dice a few more times like that, Andrew’s expression grew more and more serious.
“Do you hear often that you’re lucky?”
“Huh?”
“You know, that kind of thing. Like tarot readings, and stuff.”
“Ah? All of a sudden?”
Kim Seunghun looked flustered at Andrew’s sudden question.
“I’m not really interested in that, but my mother goes to those a lot. Like saju, and… spirit readings.”
“Yeah. And what did your mother say?”
“She said if I get tied up well with two people who will change my life, I’ll soar from then on, but if I can’t meet them, I’ll have to wait six more years.”
At Kim Seunghun’s words, Andrew asked again,
“Did you meet them?”
“Yes. I did. One of them is Chanhyeon. The other is my agency’s CEO.”
“Heh heh… now this is the last one. Throw the dice. And don’t say the number. This time I’ll say it.”
“Do whatever you want.”
Andrew closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. Then he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the rubber lump on top of four A4 sheets, and said,
“Could it be…… 12?”
“Huh? Yes. How did you know?”
Andrew held out his hand to Kim Seunghun.
“W-What is it?”
“Pass.”
“Huh?”
“Pass, I said. Ha ha. I’ll live at your place for a while.”
Kim Seunghun stared at the A4 papers, trying to understand what Andrew had just done.
The board was something like Blue Marble, and Andrew had been moving the rubber clay around on it by himself.
“What is this?”
“Your luck tester. I’ll explain.”
On the board was a lucky map that Andrew’s daughter Grace had made.
The areas only lucky people could go to were very few, and most were areas only unlucky people went to.
“I’ve never gotten a 4 right from the start. Except when I was filming The Lord of the Rings.”
“Huh?”
“I have fucking terrible luck. Especially right now, it’s even worse.”
Since he said his daughter made it, Kim Seunghun could not say anything, but—
Andrew looked like someone who would never believe in something like this at all.
Yet seeing him, like an innocent kid, with his eyes wide and gripping Kim Seunghun’s hand tightly without letting go, Kim Seunghun barely held back a laugh.
“I don’t know what any of this is, but… anyway, I passed the test, right?”
“You passed.”
“Then you and I aren’t master and disciple, right? Well, if you had accepted it earlier, I was going to treat you like my teacher.”
“Hm?”
“Aren’t you the one who needs me right now too, Andrew?”
At Kim Seunghun’s words, Andrew blinked and looked like he was calculating for a moment.
“Th-That’s true…”
“Then the master-disciple relationship is off the table.”
“…”
“So let’s just be hyung and dongsaeng.”
At the suddenly lowered form of address, Andrew made a slightly uncomfortable expression, but quick-witted Kim Seunghun looked like he had already finished all the calculations in his head.
“Y-Yeah. Let’s do that.”
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll be in your care. Pack your stuff. We’re going to my place.”
The next dawn.
He moved his things and fell asleep at 1 a.m.
In not even four hours, a loud alarm rang.
“Ugh… ow.”
At the loud sound, Andrew groaned and flailed, and Kim Seunghun opened his eyes as if he was used to it.
“Hey, hyungssi. Get up.”
“Kim. This is not it.”
When Kim Seunghun turned on the light, Andrew covered his eyes with his arm and grumbled.
“You asked me to teach you acting… I have to be in my right mind to teach you acting…”
“If you run five laps in the park out front, you’ll be in your right mind. Get up.”
“What…?”
Kim Seunghun kicked off Andrew’s blanket.
“Gk—hey. The reason I came here is…”
“Because I’m lucky, right?”
“…”
Andrew let out a deep sigh.
“Let’s make that luck good. A healthy mind dwells in a healthy body. And luck dwells in a healthy mind. That’s how it connects.”
“Luck isn’t like that…”
“It’s all excuses.”
How many years had it been since Andrew had gotten up at this hour.
He probably had to rewind time back to when Grace was a newborn.
“Don’t pretend you’re thinking and try to sleep. Hyungssi. I’m not that easy.”
“…”
Looking at Kim Seunghun, already completely changed into his clothes, Andrew shook his head back and forth.
“Let’s go. Starting today, we’re going to keep working out like this.”
Was this fucking luck at work too?
Why did the lucky guy have to be a lunatic like this…?
Andrew, like he was being forced to eat mustard while crying, put on the workout clothes Kim Seunghun had prepared, piece by piece, and let out a deep sigh.
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