Three people get into Oh Yeon-Joo's car.
Oh Yeon-Joo (driver), Park Soo-Bong (front passenger), Jang Soo-Bin (back passenger).
The car starts and drives away.
The back door of Lee Sang-Deuk's van opens, and Baek Young-Sik gets out.
Lee Sang-Deuk is in the back and is about to close the door.
He sees that Baek Young-Sik remains motionless, with puppy dog eyes.
|-||(whispering) Don't stand here, you idiot, we'll get noticed.|
|-||(whining) Why me again... Please, boss...|
|-||Now, you have the time and the tools you need.|
|-||No excuses! Ksss, ksss! (waves his hand, meaning "piss off")|
|-||Shoo! Pay back your debt! (closes the door)|
|-||... (downcast, sighs)|
The street is deserted, until the moment when...
... Baek Young-Sik appears, hidden behind the back wall of the fence.
He glances at the street, then hides again.
|-||(plaintive) I'm already on file, he can't ask me that...|
|-||(looks at the street) Nobody...|
Baek Young-Sik comes out of his hideout and walks down the street, looking innocent.
|-||(sentenced to death face, sings) Pom~pom~pom...|
|(arrives at a tin can next to the fence)|
|(scans the area with panicked rabbit eyes, no-one here)|
Awkwardly, he climbs on top of the trash can, then climbs the fence.
He arrives flat on top of the fence, his foot about to leave the trash can.
|-||(gets stuck, runs out of breath, loses balance) Arrrgh...|
He unintentionally kicks the trash can lid, knocking it off.
CRASH-KLANG! BLING-BLING-BLING... Huge racket echoes down the street.
|-||... !!! (panic!)|
BARK! BARK! In the distance, a dog barks. BOW-WOW... Elsewhere, another dog answers.
Baek Young-Sik lets himself be swept away on other side of the fence.
|-||... (silent howling)|
Baek Young-Sik crashes like a bag of messy arms and legs in the garden.
|-||Gniii... (groans in pain)|
He has neither the courage nor the strength to get up.
He crawls on all fours to the house's back, staring at the ground for fear of looking elsewhere.
|-||We monitor the area, and wait for them all to leave.|
|-||(dangles a key with an electronic device)|
What you brought from my home is a master key.
|-||Not sophisticated enough to open the main door, but there is another door in the back.|
Standing up, Baek Young-Sik looks at the back door, worried.
|:||What a joke, maybe their back door is made of the same wood.|
|:||I should leave, and pretend it wouldn't open.|
|:||No! He's so stubborn, he'd be able to check it himself.|
|:||And I'd take a shitload in my face...|
|-||After all, the hard part is done.|
Baek Young-Sik pushes in the master key, and turns it in the lock.
SLATCH. Immediately, the door unlocks with a latch sound.
|-||Oh! (isn't that too easy?)|
Baek Young-Sik enters the house.
He walks a few steps down a corridor lined with shelves of books.
|:||What if this shack isn't empty?|
|-||Boss, are you sure you saw Kang Ta leave?|
|(distracted, busy fiddling with the master key)|
|(insistent gaze, answer me!)|
|-||(mumbles, evasive) Mmmyeah...|
|:||He didn't seem sure of himself.|
|:||(slowly turning his head) What if I came face to face with...|
Two inquisitive and threatening eyes stare at Young-Sik.
Baek Young-Sik jumps up and crashes into the opposite wall of the hallway.
Kang Chul's eyes go from "real" to "image".
This is an extension of "W" volume 4 cover.
|-||(sweating) Oh, my poor heart...|
|-||Oh Sung-Moo was really disturbed to draw such scary covers.|
|-||Hurry, I want to leave this nightmare house as soon as possible.|
Baek Young-Sik arrives in the open space combining graphic studio, kitchen, library and sofa.
|:||This is probably where there is the most traffic, the ideal place.|
He approaches the tables where the graphic tablets are placed.
He pulls a crude, old-fashioned radio transmitter from his pocket, about ten centimetres long.
|:||It looks like a military surplus from the Korean War.|
|:||Where to hide such a junk?|
He approaches the device from a table.
The device slips out of his hands and jumps to land on it, without bouncing.
|:||It's a stroke of luck that this table is metallic.|
Baek Young-Sik retrieves the transmitter.
Then he sits on the floor, and moves under the table.
|:||Here, it should be fine.|
He said that this gadget has a wide hearing range.
He fixes the transmitter on a trestle beam, well wedged and well hidden.
|-||Ah ! And this time...|
With a grinning smile, Baek Young-Sik turns on the device's activation switch.
Oh Yeon-Joo's car drives down an avenue in Seoul.
|-||Soo-Bin, you have an overflowing imagination.|
|-||I assure you Seonsaingnim, I went to shower to sober up.|
|-||I was so drunk I went there fully dressed!|
|-||You saw it, I was soaked from head to toe.|
|-||I know what I saw, there was some kind of interference in the air.|
|-||Soo-Bong was not here, and suddenly he was here.|
|-||Soo-Bin, you know I'm a doctor.|
|-||I examined you, and you had a nasty bruise on your head.|
Jang Soo-Bin puts her fingers on the bandage Oh Yeon-Joo made to her head.
|-||This type of injury is accompanied by dizziness, visual disturbance...|
|-||... or even memory problems in some cases, yes.|
|-||You don't have to worry, it's very common!|
|-||yeh... (forced smile)|
|-||But why does Soo-Bong look like this?|
I've never seen him so skinny...
|-||I spent the whole night sweating, worse than if I were in a sauna.|
|-||Ah ah ! I won't be caught again!|
|-||Next time, I'll drink beer instead.|
|-||(to Soo-Bong) We'll live here, I'll bring some clothes for you.|
Yoon Soo-Hee is about to leave and notices Soo-Bong.
|-||Who is it, Oppa?|
Soo-Hee doesn't bother with Soo-Bong, and leaves.
|(watchs her leave)|
|-||Do you know her?|
|-||In a way, she's my first love...|
|-||Do you want to stop?|
|-||(breathless, speeding up) No, I'll hold on.|
|-||It's not good to force it.|
|-||If you come to training already exhausted, it will be counterproductive.|
He waves at Soo-Bong to stop running, then hands him a bottle of water.
|-||Drink in small sips.|
|-||Thank you, Hyung. (take a few sips)|
|-||I feel like I'm below everything.|
|-||I'll never get back in Ren-Bo's esteem.|
|-||You should have more confidence.|
|-||Look at Kang Chul, the author had made him inexperienced with women.|
|-||While you, you have already lived a love story.|
|~||My romance with Moon Mi-Ra was a disaster.|
|-||Don't worry and focus on training.|
|-||To please women, just have your hair done with gel, and wear a shirt.|
|-||Ah ah ! It's decided this time!|
|-||I'll stop wearing kid's T-shirts and fake glasses.|
|-||Still no episodes published. "W" stayed on its end.|
|-||That's a pretty good sign.|
|-||An important thing for tomorrow.|
|-||You'll have to convince Soo-Bin and your publisher to continue the Manhwa.|
|-||Seonsaingnim, "Butterfly Girl" is successful.|
|-||Couldn't we continue the manhwa?|
|-||So you had that in mind from the beginning.|
|-||You were also in on it, Yeon-Joo...|
|-||No Seonsaingnim. But afterwards, it would allow us to catch up.|
|-||(bitter) Catch up on that... Catch up with Soo-Bong's crap.|
|-||A scenario as structured as a drunkard's puke.|
|-||Seonsaingnim, are you still stuck on this?|
|-||Since time immemorial, I thought it was ancient history...|
|(contained anger, takes a breath of air)|
|(turns her head towards Soo-Bong, teeth clenched, murderous gaze)|
|-||(whines) How to fix the plot, now that Ren-Bo regrets her marriage?|
|-||How to reconcile her with Park Sin-Moo, and conclude this quickly?|
|-||That's why it's better to bounce back on the new story, Seonsaingnim!|
|-||Why are you eating your blood?|
|-||There must be a loophole...|
Jang Soo-Bin releases her smartphone to reread the episode.
On the screen, all the chapters up to 121 have an "Read" marker.
But the top of the list shows a marker "New" for a chapter 122!
|-||What? There's another episode after that?!|
|(same face as if there were a train accident in front of her)|
|(same face as sitting on a big nail)|
|~||Soo-Bong drawn in the story?!|
¤ Ep04 - Ren-Bo saying her age in a text bubble "20 years old".
|~||6 years before ?!|
¤ Ep04 - Ren-Bo flying over the purple thuyas hedge, towing Soo-Bong.
¤ Ep05 - Soo-Bong kisses Ren-Bo in the river.
|~||She... She kisses Soo-Bong?!|
¤ Ep05 - Park Sin-Moo drops his flower bouquet.
|~||Park's flower bouquet spread on the ground?!|
|-||(screams) It's a nightmare!!!!!|
|-||So I was right!|
|-||Both of you have made a baby in my back.|
|-||Such a long episode out so fast, you had everything ready beforehand!|
|-||(crying) Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo.|
Soo-Bong pitifully tries to stammer something...
... but without success.
Jang Soo-Bin then awakens all her anger, despite the crying.
|-||There will never be a sequel to "Butterfly Girl", do you hear me?|
|-||Whether I can catch up with this fiasco or not!|
|-||If necessary, I'll cancel the series without notice!|
Just an errata pointing out a publishing error!
|:||She'll never want to continue this manhwa.|
|:||What are we going to do? Otoke?|
The weather is overcast, grey.
|-||I'm so tired of being unhappy...|
|-||No, you have to explain yourself!|
|-||Besides, you may be involved in a case with a man's death!|
|-||... (big tears fit)|
PLUFF! There is a small light puff, and Fairy Spark appears.
|-||Ren-Bo, don't despair!|
|-||Spark... I missed you.|
|-||I'm so afraid that Soo-Bong has drowned.|
|-||How could he have?|
|-||Remember, the water wasn't deep enough.|
|-||Even in a shallow river, you can drown.|
|-||You fell from very high in the water.|
|-||Don't you think if he had to drown, it would have been then?|
|-||Soo-Bong, are you all right?|
|-||Yah! It worked! Wow!|
|-||He seemed to know how to swim, and that amused him.|
|-||So, you see?|
|-||What can I do now? Otoke?|
|-||Get some height!|
|(stops walking, looks at the trees above)|
FLAP-FLIP-FLAP! She flaps her wings, and flies off to land on a huge branch, high above.
Fairy Spark, at first surprised, becomes dismayed.
FLUFF! The fairy disappears into a brief cloud of light.
|(sad and thoughtful, holding her knees)|
|(recluse and afraid, holding her knees)|
Ren-Bo, a small child, is curled up on the ground in a corner of the yard.
A mean child invective her.
|-||Yuck! You're gonna ruin our appetite all year long, you cockroach.|
He throws the handful of worms at Ren-Bo's face.
|-||Eat this, instead of making us throw up in the canteen!|
|-||... (starts to cry again)|
|-||She spread her wings in the toilets.|
|-||The other schoolgirls came out screaming.|
I have complaints from the parents!
|-||Ren-Bo, you know you shouldn't do that!|
|-||(small, fearful voice) They had hung something on my back.|
|-||(desperate and disgusted) Lord, our daughter is a monster.|
|-||Don't worry, darling, I made an appointment at the best hospital.|
|-||Surely they can do something to help her...|
|-||... (deep distress, tears and moans)|
The weather is getting darker, with heavy grey clouds.
In the foreground, on the small branch, the butterfly stirs in the chrysalis and pierces it with a leg.
He wants to go to her, but he glances worriedly at the other boys, and wisely refrains.
Finally, the group of boys disperses, and Park runs to catch up with Ren-Bo.
|-||The others see only one thing, your awful wings.|
|-||I'm so ashamed.|
|-||But despite that, you are very pretty.|
|-||You have the most beautiful face, among the girls in the school.|
|-||That's nice of you to say that, Sin-Moo.|
|-||I don't often hear people say nice things to me...|
|-||Promise me to forget those horrible wings that ruin your life.|
|-||How could I promise that?|
|-||They will hang on my back and my life forever.|
|-||As useless as I am...|
|-||Because on my side, I will also make you a promise.|
|-||I will study so hard, that I will be the greatest surgeon in this world.|
|-||And for sure, I'll get rid of those wings safely.|
|-||You look so wonderful... Wow!|
|-||Uh, I mean.... Your wings... your wings are beautiful, it's amazing.|
|-||(unbelievable) My wings... beautiful?|
|(doubt and sorrow)|
In the foreground, the butterfly struggles to get out of the chrysalis and pops its head out.
|-||Is it your... imaginary friend?|
|-||She really exists, you know...|
|-||You have suffered too long in your life.|
|-||To avoid turning mad, those who suffer must believe in something.|
|-||This symptom will disappear, when you get better.|
|-||I can appear and disappear, like Fairy Spark!|
|-||You know Fairy Spark?!|
With a fun vengeful look, Ren-Bo notices that Soo-Bong is looking at the little fairy.
|-||There's no more doubt you can see her, now!|
|(pensive and dreamy gaze)|
|-||If only I could do as they do...|
|-||Do you know why they can fly?|
|-||Because they have wings?|
|-||Then you would too.|
|-||(stupid question) Oh yes, that's right.|
|-||It's because they're small. Morphology is everything!|
|-||It's a question of adaptation to the size and weight.|
|-||That's why, even with wings, a human being will never be able to do it.|
|-||Ren-Bo, you can do it!|
|-||I assure you that you can fly!|
|-||Soo-Bong, I would have loved it so much, but it's impossible.|
|-||That's what people always wanted you to believe, but it's wrong.|
Instinctively, Ren-Bo flaps her wings and grabs Soo-Bong by the jacket.
He clutches at her, both hands around her leg.
|-||... (sobs interspersed with jolts and gasps)|
|(she looks up to the sky, tears in her eyes, but this time, tears of gratitude and nervous release)|
|-||Soo-Bong... He believed in me enough to let me fly.|
|-||Flying on my own wings...|
Oh Yeon-Joo, Park Soo-Bong and Jang Soo-Bin are sitting in an office.
Publisher Park is in front of them, with a laptop and a sheet of paper on the table.
|-||I see that the team is complete.|
|-||I guess you're interested in my proposal to continue "Butterfly Girl"?|
|-||Sorry, Publisher Park, the manhwa will end as planned.|
|-||I can only propose to conclude it as briefly as possible.|
|-||You, shut up!|
|-||And I will do it alone.|
|-||These two people don't work for me anymore.|
|-||Is there any way you could change your mind?|
|-||I am even willing to give it up if necessary.|
|-||I can officially cancel the last two episodes.|
|-||Yes, very unfortunate...|
|-||Couldn't we just--|
|-||I don't know what's going on between you, and it's none of my business.|
|-||I am only interested in the facts.|
|-||Author Jang, it's no longer just about them or you.|
Publisher Park rotates his computer screen, with the page open on the last chapter.
He scrolls a few comments down the page.
|-||I could go on for pages and pages. (closes the page)|
As desktop wallpaper, Publisher Park's computer has the drawing where Soo-Bong kisses Ren-Bo.
|-||This is what manhwa fans want, and they are always right.|
|-||Our opinion does not matter.|
|-||Publisher Park, the story has nothing to do with the original one.|
|-||The script went anywhere, anyhow!|
|-||I published "W", and the last 2 volumes were more eccentric!|
A realistic story tipping over into the fantastic, can you imagine?
|-||People took the bait!|
This paradigm shift has become a case study.
|-||Because of this, "W" went from commercial success to cult manhwa.|
|-||How could it be justified?|
What about the romance with Park Sin-Moo?
|-||Precisely! That ending frustrated the readers.|
|-||At this point, the story is rebooted in an alternative way.|
|-||It's a very bold idea.|
|-||Readers love your world and want to explore it further.|
|-||What if Ren-Bo had a different fate? Or what else?|
|-||Readers are fond of her, and wish to keep her in their hearts.|
|-||No need for logic to make their wish come true.|
A magic powder, and PFFFT, they accept the situation!
|-||(tears in her eyes, broken voice) I can't let such horror happen.|
|-||That's out of question!|
|-||... (affected, sighs deeply)|
|(he resigns himself to be resolved, embarrassed but determined)|
|-||In my turn, should I force your hand?|
|-||... (starts to sob)|
Publisher Park rotates the contract sheet that's on the table.
|-||We have signed for a short series, and the 6 volumes are completed.|
|-||(points to the lines)|
On the one hand, you are entitled to royalties for this period.
|-||(PAF! hits the contract) But on the other hand, this contract states that "Butterfly Girl" will be a trademark of mine, after that.|
|-||The law allows me to publish a sequel, with or without your consent.|
Whether you are the author, or whether Donald Trump draws it...
|-||Whatever you decide, I hope it won't affect your other series.|
|-||(in tears) I won't do it, it's beyond my strength.|
Shaking, Jang Soo-Bin picks up her bag and stands up.
She points a vengeful finger at Oh Yeon-Joo and Park Soo-Bong.
|-||You never intended to create your own manhwa.|
|-||You're just dirty thieves!|
She comes out of the office, but stays for a second on the landing.
VLAM! She slams the door.
A feeling of guilt falls on the people in the office.
|(lost and wet look, she sniffs while wiping her eyelid)|
|(distraught to the point of being fully contracted)|
|-||Author Jang is a very sensitive artist.|
|-||I know her well, don't worry.|
|-||I'll comfort her.|
I know she will get through this difficult time.
Publisher Park takes out some contracts from his drawer.
|-||Can I rely on you?|
Oh Yeon-Joo and Soo-Bong nod agree immediately, several times.
|(surprised to see him still here)|
|(waves to her, desperate)|
|-||Ren-Bo, I'm sorry.|
|-||Forgive me, Ren-Bo.|
|-||You are the last person I would want to hurt.|
|(watches him sadly, with a hint of pity)|
|-||I have concerns, there's a nasty gang roaming the neighborhood.|
|-||Just let me take you home safely.|
|-||I promise I won't tell you anything else.|
(opens the back door of the car)
|(moved by Park Sin-Moo's overwhelm, she nods agreement)|
|:||If Soo-Bong didn't drown, where could he be?|
|:||Is he just absent, like Fairy Spark?|
|:||By the way, I never asked myself that question.|
|:||Where is she, when she's not with me?|
|:||Maybe he knows the answer...|
|:||I keep worrying about him...|
|:||... but I also feel like I miss him.|
|:||I feel a void.|
|:||It's like we've met before, and he knows me well.|
|-||I'm just distracted...|
I probably forgot to put my shoes on, when I got out.
|:||What a stunned face he made!|
|(starts to smile)|
|-||Ren-Bo, you have to force yourself to shake.|
Like when you play video games on the arcade.
Soo-Bong demonstrates the gesture on a garden table.
|-||Tac-tac-tac-tac-tac. Like this, see?|
|(tender and complete smile)|
|-||Then slams your teeth, thanks to a voluntary jaw cramp.|
|-||Clac-clac-clac-clac-clac. Like a laughing skeleton.|
|:||Right now, I was too scared to laugh.|
|:||But looking back, he's so funny when he does that.|
|:||(about to laugh) He looks like a comic book character.|
Park Sin-Moo sees Ren-Bo smiling in the rearview mirror.
Reassured, he sketches a smile too.
Ren-Bo stops smiling, she feels pain somewhere.
BO-BOOM... BO-BOOM... She carries her hands to her heart.
|:||Why does that squeeze me?|
|:||It beats harder than usual.|
By regular pulsations, pink slicks born at the root of Ren-Bo's wings.
They spread out and run aground on the edge of her wings, like waves.
Oh Yeon-Joo's car moves forward in the city traffic.
Yeon-Joo is the driver, Soo-Bong is the front passenger.
|-||I feel bad for Soo-Bin.|
|-||But it was better this way.|
|-||Her scenario would conflict with the autonomy of the manhwa.|
|-||Nonna, the good news is that we are on vacation!|
|-||What do you mean?|
|-||The manhwa will write itself.|
|-||It's gonna be relaxing for us!|
|-||(sarcastic) Well, it will be relaxing to run around like crazy, to solve inter-dimensional puzzles...|
|-||Speaking of running, I should go for a jog.|
|-||Don't lose your fitness.|
|-||Do you have a bottle of water?|
|-||Under the glove box...|
Soo-Bong bends over and pokes around in the compartment.
|-||(mumbling) Where did she see a bottle of water here?|
Soo-Bong straightens up, and turns to Yeon-Joo, ready to ask her.
His mouth is wide open, but no sound comes out. Jaw stuck!
His eyes widen disproportionately.
|-||... !!! (shock!)|
Next to Soo-Bong, Park Sin-Moo drives the car, unaware of his presence.
Soo-Bong looks at the rear view mirror, Ren-Bo is here too, sitting in the back.
Park Sin-Moo's bright blue sports car is moving fast.
Around the road, an unrealistic multicolored vegetation, with saturated tones.
Soo-Bong is in the front passenger seat...
|-||Joo Jin Mo is Ren-Bo's father. Excerpts from drama "Manhole".|
|-||Kim Hye Ok is Ren-Bo's mother. Excerpts from drama "Manhole".|