273 - Chronicles 4

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Camera, looking at Kiyoshi's expressionless face from the side to the front.

"······"

Kang Woo-jin or Kiyoshi, who was quietly looking down at the corpse, took something out of his pocket. It was a recorder. Not one. There are several. Woojin looks at the recorder for a few seconds.

There is no expression, but the eyes are shining.

Something stirred within Kang Woo-jin, who was already full of 'Kiyoshi Iyota'. What is it? I don't know. It's hard to express in words. Woojin raised his head. look at the sky Stars are floating in the pitch-black sea.

Normally, it would just be like that.

It had to be that way today too.

But why does it look so bright?

Woojin ignored the heavy feeling that was growing in his heart. You can hide it. Because it was small. Woojin lowered his head. He pursed his lips indifferently.

"I feel strange."

The pupils gradually become dry. You are intentionally erasing your emotions. The camera clearly captured the sound that had been filling just before gradually evaporating. How is something like that possible?

The staff around Director Kyotaro covered their mouths or widened their eyes, but did not speak out.

"······"

"······"

No, I couldn't do it. It was difficult to take my eyes off that rich expression. performance? Yes, it's acting. But that actor's is something more powerful and delicate. I know how to handle everything my body has.

-Too-duk-duk.

'Tsuzuki Itsuma' cooled the recorder that Kang Woo-jin was holding in his hand. No, it was roughly sprinkled over the corpse. The tape recorders bounced off the corpse's head, onto its stomach, and onto its thighs, landing here and there.

Of course, this time Kiyoshi did not eliminate him directly.

He committed suicide.

Kiyoshi simply encouraged him right behind him. He moved Itsuma Tsuzuki and sent Amie Horinochi and Iya Saki, the owners of the karaoke bar. Still, Kiyoshi quietly gathered his evidence. Photos and recordings of the murder scene. If he was handed over to the police, he would immediately be branded a murderer.

With those, Kiyoshi put pressure on Tsuzuki Itsuma.

Your murders, which I thought were perfect, are all in my hands. Unfortunately, I don't like you. Itsuma, I'll give you some time to sort it out. 3 days. After that, I will hand over this evidence to the police. Finish well.

Kiyoshi's voice was extremely cold.

Tsuzuki Itsuma was driven to the edge.

3 days remaining. The pressure increased with every minute and second.

It was not the guilt of having committed murder or the fear of being punished. It was a prison of greed. Itsuma, one of the 'homework' students, comes from a family of mid-sized business owners. If things continue like this, things will be solid. But as much as he has, the blow from loss is also great.

The wealth, prestige, power, fame, and connections that have been accumulated so far.

Everything that is brilliant turns to ashes and scatters in an instant. Kiyoshi recommended Tsuzuki Itsuma to embroider. embroidery? Itsuma felt that it would be better for her to give up on life than to lose everything. She is a stubborn person who wants to protect the brilliant future she always dreamed of and should have had.

For him, that future was an ordinary life. It was a normal daily life.

It is only when we lose the ordinary that we realize that it is noble. Itsuma, who was encouraged by Kiyoshi, ended up swallowing his medicine on the rooftop of the company that was supposed to be his. The drug took his life instantly.

Woojin Kang. No, Kiyoshi.

-Sigh.

He looked down at the corpse with an innocent expression and took something out of his pocket. The camera moves along with his hands. What Kiyoshi took out was a tattered piece of paper that had been folded and folded again. Many names were written down, starting with Kinjo Konakayama. It was all homework that was completed.

And at the end.

-'Tsuzuki Itsuma'

The name of the corpse in front of you is written.

"Are you watching-"

Woojin muttered softly and crumpled the tattered paper. I put it in my mouth and swallowed it. It was a behavior typical of Kiyoshi Iyota.

A moment of silence here.

"Cut!"

After Director Kyotaro's signature, the composition was changed and several re-actions were performed. After about three reshoots, the current scene was completed. However, there is still some more filming to be done here.

especially.

"Oh, is this the scene?"

"Yes, Kiyoshi Iyota's first noticeable emotion appears."

"It's difficult-"

Acting in the scene that immediately followed was not easy. Perhaps that's why the expectations of dozens of staff members grew. Director Kyotaro in front of the monitor also did the same.

'This cut is important.'

There are many key scenes in 'Familiar Gisaeng', but the current scene was the highest scene of all.

'If the current scene survives well, the impact of the changed ending will be several times greater.'

But Director Kyotaro.

"······"

I did not approach Kang Woo-jin, who was fixing his makeup in the filming zone. I have no intention of giving direction. I was confident that that actor, Woojin, would create a scene that went beyond imagination.

On the other hand, Kang Woo-jin.

'Wow-'

Although it was hard on the outside, I was feeling a slight pounding on the inside.

'Isn't this your first time acting like this? Um, it's the first time. 'Not once.'

Although he already had the life of Kiyoshi Iyota, it was his first time acting in real life. Still, we need to be resolute. I'm strangely trembling, but I press on. Woojin felt better because his eyesight had decreased.

and.

"It's done!!"

Woojin's makeup correction was completed.

After a while.

Staff members are missing. The cameras point towards Kang Woo-jin. Director Kyotaro picked up the loudspeaker. The slate was laid down.

"Hi-action."

Soon, Kang Woo-jin pulled out Kiyoshi, who had put it aside for a moment. Soon a change occurred in his vision. Obtrusive things such as visible cameras and lights have disappeared. It wasn't a filming site. For Woojin, it's just a final destination.

Late at night, the world is quiet. No one is here.

There is a body lying at my feet, but it is already dead, so it is not human.

"······I'm kind of bored."

After swallowing the piece of paper with 'Homework' written on it. Woojin, expressionless, touched his neck. It was because my throat was sore.

"Was swallowing the crumpled paper too much?"

He muttered to himself and scratched his head for no reason. He looked around for no reason. I look down at the body again. A person died. But Kang Woo-jin or Kiyoshi was dry. emotion? mood? No, the concept itself was like that. Awareness is like dry firewood.

His detailed actions, gaze, and breathing.

'Innocence – so clearly.'

To Director Kyotaro, who was looking at the monitor, he looked like a child. Indeed, it will. What is now starting to spread throughout Woojin's mind is something uneasy.

Camera, right in front of Kang Woo-jin.

Woojin turned around. I paused. I looked back at the body again. I stared for a moment. It's useless. let's go. I tried to move away from him, but soon his feet stopped again.

Stand tall.

He was someone who couldn't easily walk away. It was around this time. A waterfall suddenly burst inside Kang Woo-jin. It's not cold or hot. It was lukewarm, but Woojin's breathing became slightly irregular because of it. Breathing that comes out of the nose rather than the mouth.

"Hmm-"

His face still has no expression. But the eyes that looked down at his corpse became dull. There was a glimpse of emotion. The mood is also measured.

"Not good."

Quiet melancholy. Kiyoshi, who has never been shaken by anything until now, shows his emotions at the end of all his homework.

It is vividly reflected on the camera.

why? Why?

Why is he standing here so stupidly that he can't take his footing? Kang Woo-jin suddenly raised one hand and swept her face. This is because the lukewarm feelings gradually increased the temperature. Yes, I am crying out loud. It echoes somewhere inside.

It's over! This is the end!

Okay, that's the end. There is no longer anything to eliminate. And there is no Kiyoshi Iyota. This is the final destination of 'homework'. And the meaning of Kiyoshi's existence was also over.

"Huh, huh!"

Kiyoshi or Kang Woo-jin's shoulders were noticeably shaking. Moisture leaked out between the cracks of her hands covering her face.

A child's tears.

The reason he couldn't leave wasn't because the corpse was in his eyes. It was because I was scared. It was because I was afraid. I am afraid that if I leave this place, my meaning in the world will be erased, my existence will disappear, I will not be seen in an unknown world where there is nothing left.

nothingness? no.

"Ugh! Sigh! "Sigh-"

Rather, Kiyoshi's heart was full. Because he lived to get here and arrived. Satisfies. Now all I have to do is finish it well.

So what next?

I lived quietly for many years to become a 'stranger'. And did it. But tears came out. The tears were not based on sadness.

"Hehe!"

It was pitiful. me or you It was an injustice. The world was useless until it reached this point. It was a shame. The meaning of my existence ended with this thing.

-Suuuuu.

Kang Woo-jin, who was shaking his shoulders, bowed his waist. Her face became slightly puffy. Her eyes were like that too. Her tears are flowing. He placed his hand on her knee and unfastened the fastener.

Something immense pushed outward from the heart.

"Hehehe! Wow! Hehehe!"

Ujin or Kiyoshi's face distorted at once. I was sobbing. Moisture was flowing out from every hole in my eyes, nose, mouth, and face. But the noise was dead.

If there was ever a dry wail, this would be it.

Kang Woo-jin's restrained and controlled sobs seeped into the ears of dozens of staff members. It was in my eyes. It touched my skin.

'It is possible to sob without sadness.'

'Even though he is so static and sobbing, he still moves people. 'I don't know what that feeling is.'

'It seems like a tribute to a life that has been ignored. He's a really good actor… I wonder what kind of actor could express something like that.'

Gradually, a hoarse sound emerged from Woojin's throat. Her snot ran. Her spit hung from her chin. If it were him, I would at least comfort him, but his withered sobs captivate the viewer.

'I can't do anything. Other than watching.'

It had the power to make you sad.

For Kiyoshi Iyota, life has been a coin dropped on the floor. It was dust that got into my eyes. It was water I sometimes drank when I felt thirsty. It was an inconsequential stretching exercise after waking up from sleep.

It was roughly that kind of trivial life.

Even that is the end.

Kang Woo-jin's sobs, his tears, were an outcry over recognizing his own significance as less than millet. It was a wail. It was a pity that he could not bear to leave its meaning here. In the end, it was a pity to face the empty shell of himself that returned without being able to leave his destination.

"Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

My legs feel weak. Woojin, who was sobbing and sobbing, fell to her knees. He hit his head on the floor. Both of his hands touched the floor and trembled slightly. Hoarse wailing continued to be heard. The camera catches Kang Woo-jin and the corpse together.

It's like bowing before death.

no. This scene honors and commemorates the meaning of leaving behind oneself, and is the scene where Kiyoshi's grown emotions are expressed externally for the first time. Even though it meant an insignificant existence, I lived thanks to it. I was able to return to square one.

This cut has a double meaning.

The meaning of oneself at the end of revenge is trivial and narrow, but the revenge is not vain or completely meaningless.

Kiyoshi finds emotional growth here, and it is like a sprout of hope.

It was the beginning of a new life.

Preparing to return to a normal, ordinary life. Kang Woo-jin's silent wailing gradually decreased, but the heated senses of dozens of staff members watching the scene showed no signs of cooling down.

What that actor is trying to express is so vast.

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"······"

"······"

All I could do was feel it.

Now it was Director Kyotaro's turn. 5 seconds, 10 seconds, 15 seconds. We have reached the end of the scene. He had to cut this wondrous sight out of his mouth.

'A little more, just a little more.'

However, Director Kyotaro was greedy for an intense process of sustained silence. This cut is because the current Kang Woo-jin is breathing life into the changed ending of 'The Unfamiliar Parasite'. The audience must witness this and then see the ending, so that they can understand the final gaze of 'Kiyoshi Iyota'.

A new beginning as a 'stranger' mixed with countless people.

yet.

"······Wow!!"

Director Kyotaro jumped up from his seat, took off his hat, and shouted. Soon, dozens of staff members around him caught their breath and exhaled. Half of the people even applauded.

-Clap clap clap clap!

It was a tribute to Kang Woo-jin, who is still down. It was high praise for his outrageous acting. There was no way to express it in words, so I just applauded.

But for some reason, Kang Woo-jin, who is kneeling with his upper body forward, does not move at all.

I stopped just like I was acting.

It wasn't sobbing. Because there was no soundless hoarse sound. Woojin just fell down and stayed still. As a result, the body lying in front of Kang Woo-jin woke up first. No, the Japanese actor looked down at Woojin, who was lying face down, and twitched his eyebrows.

'Yes… he put forth a decent amount of acting. There is no way there won't be any reverberations of emotion. Even if Woojin is an acting monster, it is difficult to solve it right away. 'Because your acting just now was truly amazing.'

The staff watching were also similar.

"I guess you're trying to control your emotions."

"I completely understand. If you show that crazy act like you just did and then get up right away… you're really close to God."

"Suppressed sobs. It was probably something that would continue to be talked about in the history of Japanese acting. "It would be best to let him rest for a bit."

"It would be more of a hindrance to support him, right now. "Because only you can sort out your intense emotions."

Director Kyotaro also stopped when he saw Kang Woo-jin, who fell down while walking and was motionless.

'······Yes, he poured out that much emotion – a normal actor would have suffered from mental illness. 'I need time to get my feelings back.'

And Kang Woo-jin fell down.

'Oh my gosh, there's a lot of drool and runny nose. Wipe, wipe. 'Keep your concept!'

I was just wiping my nose.

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