I only play villains chapter 4

Don’t do this (1)

I’ve seen it a lot on the battlefield.

Seizures caused by a mind worn out by the stress of war, the aftereffects of war.

In the kitchen, I hear the sound of a boiling kettle emitting steam loudly.

Hearing the sound, resembling the horns of an enemy ship firing a gun at his comrades, Jeong Seo-hun closed his eyes for a long time and caught his breath.

According to Jeong Seo-hoon, a few hours ago.

3 years ago based on soldiers.

The memory of that day, caught in the huge flash of a comet that only he could see and crashed into another world, gives off a clear smell.

***

“listen carefully!”

The booming voice of the propaganda officer covers all sides.

“From now on, you will land in the Cordot Sea and destroy the enemy’s supply base! And we must secure the landing supply point for our troops!”

“Kill as many enemies as possible! Kill, kill, kill again!”

“Be a hero! Fight proudly, shed blood, defend your comrades! Protect your family, protect your neighbors and defend your country!”

“Move quickly! There is no time!”

At first, in fear and confusion, he denied everything.

I had to wake up from this nightmare somehow, so I struggled not to be incorporated into the order created by the nightmare.

However, the pain from the claws of the military boots and the chill rising from the hard iron floor of the barracks were more vivid than reality.

Several days passed helplessly, and even when I woke up, I did not return to reality.

As if laughing at struggling, the memory of reality quickly faded.

It felt like a transcendent force was forcibly encrypting all my memories.

On the day when the first battle began and the torpedoed ship staggered as if it were about to sink, Jeong Seo-hun could not recall the faces of his family.

On the day the bedmate was shattered by a bomb dropped on the deck by the enemy, Jeong Seo-hun forgot what his friends were called.

He forgot his original name the day he landed on a small island where the enemy was stationed, penetrated the trenches, and made his first kill.

The day I celebrated the victory in the first local battle with my colleagues, and let go of the dead comrades from my heart, weeping at the horrors of the battlefield.

Private Rashid thought that he had a ‘dream called Earth’ due to the stress of conscription, war, and loss of comrades.

Everything on the timeline that went backwards from the point of being caught in the comet’s flash in the car was just a temporary refuge.

The cruelty of the battlefield, the fierceness of battle, and the screams of dying comrades are so vivid, what could this be but reality?

Just as he forgets even the most vivid dreams when he wakes up, the more he became a soldier, the faster he got away from his memories of the past.

Over two years of war, he has been trained into a thorough killing machine.

I no longer felt any remorse for killing my enemies.

Rather than mourning the death of a colleague or subordinate, he became more angry and used it as a driving force in battle.

Memories of Jeong Seo-hun that come to mind by chance are now only fragments of a mysterious dream I had a long time ago.

Kill, fight, bury dead comrades and subordinates…

I spent three years on the battlefield like that.

The cowardly recruit who had been confined to the barracks from the first day of conscription became an excellent sergeant who was promoted faster than anyone else.

And it’s been a long time since I heard a voice.

Bread! Bread! Bread!

-······Ha······Do you ask······.

-What are you doing?

“What are you doing! What are you doing! What are you doing!”

only 3 years.

Memories of the past that had been forcibly locked came pouring out all at once.

Just like when I was brought here for the first time, a dazzling group of lights covered the whole place.

That’s how it came back to reality.

Holding the box Jeong Su-ryun asked for, I got back into the car.

Every step, every step, reminds me of Sergeant Rashid clearly.

Although promoted to sergeant in wartime, he always considered himself a soldier.

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No matter what insignia you wear, you’re just a soldier.

Unlike the battlefield where the memory of this place was firmly locked, the memories of Jeong Seo-hun and Rashid were clearly breathing now.

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No, rather, the identity of a soldier who went through a three-year war keeps trying to eat Jeong Seo-hun. Drooling greedily.

‘Am I Jeong Seo-hun or a soldier?’

Before Jeong Seo-hoon’s memory brings out his worries, Rashid’s calmness, forged on the battlefield, concludes.

‘It’s Rashid, it’s Jeong Seo-hoon. both are me It’s my life I’ve experienced.’

In order to devour everything Jeong Seo-hoon had, while lying on his stomach in the bush waiting for the enemy.

***

“Oh really. Why are you so late!”

Replacing gratitude with irritation is the daily life of siblings.

“Is there anything I can do? Are you leaving now?”

“Come in and help me. I have to carry my luggage. You look like you’re borrowing a cat’s hand.”

“Is it okay for outsiders to enter the set without permission?”

“We haven’t started filming yet. The casting isn’t finished yet, so what?”

“Then there is no reason to be busy, is there?”

“There is no reason not to be busy. There are many things to set up in advance. PD is kind of like that.”

“yes?”

“I set up the background in advance so that I can shoot right from the next day as soon as I finish casting actors. I’m not going to fall over now.”

Jeong Seo-hoon carried the box all the way to the studio and moved together.

“It is terribly heavy.”

“You’re not going to get paid by your mother. Work with a grateful heart. Who gave me 150,000 won for just doing this?”

“Come to think of it, isn’t your mother giving you money?”

It was still natural.

Although the soldier’s instinct flinched at the sight of people passing by, he calmly played Jeong Seo-hoon.

Although it’s a little funny to act as yourself from 3 years ago.

***

“Writer Kim, about the role of Private Lee Jin-wook, who I’ve been thinking about.”

At PD Song Jung-woo’s words, writer Kim Sang-hee shook his head.

“No.”

“No, I can listen and see, can I say no?”

“You’re going to ask me to raise the age range again. No, no. To elicit empathy from housewives, a fresh private soldier is perfect.”

“Wouldn’t it be more immersive, like a younger brother or husband, even if it was done after 30 or 40 seconds?”

“Ah, but my fresh-looking son and nephew touches my heart more. In fact, younger ones look better.”

“Well, to be honest, it wasn’t really about raising my age. I saw a good actor on my way there.”

Kim Sang-hee’s eyes twinkled.

“Yes? Do you think you would suit Private First Class Lee Jin-wook?”

“I only looked at the first impression and the eyes for a while, but it seemed like it was perfect? Judging by how immersed he was while practicing alone, his acting skills seem to be quite good. Since you said you came for an audition, writer Kim will be able to see you soon.”

“Are you coming?”

“Oh, good. He said he was handsome. I think he’s a bit over 180. Above all, there is an atmosphere. Clearly an unknown unknown rookie. Maybe the theater side? I think it’s believable.”

“If PD-nim says there’s an atmosphere, there’s nothing more to see.”

I have already worked with PD Song Jeong-woo several times.

In addition, he was excellent at discovering talented actors enough to be nicknamed the Rookie Archaeologist.

The so-called seeing eye was excellent.

Song Jeong-woo, now more relaxed, said playfully.

“And when writer Kim sees it, he will say let’s pass even if the acting is a little lacking.”

“Are you that handsome?”

“Yeah, just looking at her face, it would be okay to have her play the lead role, but since she’s unknown…”

“But this role, Private First Class Lee Jin-wook, must be a bit difficult for a fresh rookie to play.”

“So age…….”

“Isn’t it a lie that the right actor is coming? You keep asking me to get older?”

The face Jung-woo Song remembered did not appear until the audition was over.

It was a visual and impressive acting that was hard to pass by after seeing it once, so it was absolutely impossible to see it wrong.

“Peddy. Are you really lying?”

“… No, there’s no way this is the case. You said you came to audition for Illy Girl.”

Song Jeong-woo nervously reviewed all the applications from beginning to end.

However, among the photos of applicants, I couldn’t even find a resemblance.

***

The training to suppress the instincts of soldiers with Jeong Seo-hoon’s reason was carried out calmly.

The work of perfectly melting into Jeong Seo-hoon’s life again.

Jeong Seo-hoon thought it was a kind of rehabilitation.

He deliberately deceived himself that he had had a very long, nonsensical dream, but he hadn’t even begun to think about it yet.

It is as if the soldier’s identity is crying out that this level cannot be compromised.

Seriously helping Jung Soo-ryun was very helpful for ‘rehabilitation’.

“Are they going to change jobs from Mrs. Lee Jung-sook’s first son to Jeong Su-ryun’s younger brother? Why are you helping me so diligently these days? I’m all scared, hey.”

“I’m scared?”

“Aren’t you trying to accumulate some achievements in advance because you bought something? If that’s the case, let’s say it quickly and finish it after a few hits.”

“George. This is all to earn pocket money.”

Jeong Seo-hoon was satisfied with the fact that his words and actions were quite natural.

At that moment, I caught the sound of footsteps approaching rapidly.

“Hey, hey! wait for a sec! Let’s talk!”

“uh? PD? hello!”

In front of PD Song Jeong-woo, who was out of breath, Jeong Su-ryun lowered her head in surprise.