BRRZ! Kang Chul's smartphone vibrates, displaying "Yeon-Joo".
He puts on the smartphone's earpiece and answers.

-

Hello?

-

You didn't want to be disturbed, but it's urgent.

-

What's going on?

-

Honey, Soo-Bong just disappeared in the car!

-

What are you doing now?

-

I'm going back home, to look at it on the tablet.

-

How much further are you?

-

Thirty minutes, but there's traffic.

-

Turn around.

-

What?

-

You won't be home in time.

-

Go back to where you were instead.

-

Do you think he should reappear in the same place?

-

Yes, stick around.

-

No need to be accurate to the nearest meter.

-

Logically, he should come right back into the car.

~

KANG CHUUUUL!!!!!

-

Sorry, sweetheart, I'll call you later.

The view recedes and...

... Kang Chul and his car are on a computer screen.
A technician is checking the images of the footage.

Director Jung Dae-Yoon approaches the car.

-

What was this ratty improvisation?!

-

blah blah blah, "go back where you were".

-

blah blah blah, "no need to be accurate to the nearest meter".

(undergoes)

-

You're supposed to tell Soo-Hee to pick up the video at the store.

-

It's not that complicated, for Christ's sake!

-

Sorry, director Jung, it was actually about--

-

Oh! And this time, don't say it was...

-

(grumbling) ... "to better respect the original text" !

-

That, it's a lot of bull!!!!

(endures)

Meanwhile, actress HAN HYO-JOO comes to the studio.

-

What did he do now, that fool?

(sigh of annoyance)

-

He can't bloody learn his lines, and there's a load of them in this scene!

-

Director Jung, you won't make me stall while he stutters his lines all day?

-

No, no, we'll shoot your scenes together.

-

Yah! Kang Chul, get out of that mud pile. (points to the car)

(outraged)

-

(to a prop guy) You useless dummy, go put on his black shirt and blue jacket.

-

I guess I have to dress in a bathrobe...

Hyo-Joo stands in front of a mirror, adjusting her white bathrobe.
A makeup artist, holding a small mirror, approaches a brush to her face.

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(pushs away artist's hand) Get your filthy hands off me!

-

You can see that I am already made up for the scene.

-

Sorry.

(grabs a piece of the bathrobe to sniff it)

-

What is this horror?

-

I demanded to use my usual brand of detergent!

-

This rag will make me itch.

-

Sorry.

(annoyed, taps the mirror held by the makeup artist)

-

You exasperate me!

-

... (sorry, without daring to say it)

Han Hyo-Joo walks out, showing her exasperation with a haughty shake of her head.

The other part of the Film Studio replicates Kang Chul's apartment.

Han Hyo-Joo walks among the technicians and enters...

... the bathroom, where the film crew is.

The crew technicians are silent, attentive to the director's instructions.

-

(points a mirror with a fake handgun) Kang Chul shoots this antique scrap, to scare Oh Yeon-Joo.

-

She faints and he picks her up in his arms.

Kang Chul shoots Yeon-Joo in the chest. The bullet goes through her and hits the mirror.

Moment of silence... The technicians look at Kang Chul, anticipating his reaction.

-

Shouldn't I shoot her instead?

-

man! Are you stupid or what?

(disdain)

-

If you're filthy enough to shoot her, how do you expect the audience to buy into the main romance?

-

All is fine, Kang Chul already knows that she won't be hurt.

-

What does he know beforehand? (waving the fake gun)

-

He just vaguely saw a guy avoid a stabbing on a roof.

(recalls)

Kang Chul, in agony, drives a knife into Oh Sung-Moo's chest.
However, Oh Sung-Moo doesn't suffer any injury!

~

A guy who is unrelated. At night and while being half comatose, moreover...

Moment of silence... Technicians look at each other, smiling, with a "we know the following" feeling.

-

No, I'm sorry, I was lucid enough to understand everything.

-

Huh?

Han Hyo-Joo let herself fall into an armchair. An assistant hands her a fashion magazine.

-

And Kang Chul has more reasons to guess!

Kang Chul puts his hand in the interdimensional mini portal.

~

The dimensional portal through he catches Oh Sung-Moo and Yeon-Joo.

-

You must have noticed that these scenes were never shot.

(wary)

-

And you know why?

-

Tell me...

-

Because first of all, it would cost too much in special effects.

-

And secondly, it makes no freakin' sense!

(dubious)

-

Why would such a crap appear?!

-

A basic data? If the hero has no other way to be saved, this--

-

Oh, whatever! (punctuates by waving the fake gun)

-

For the heroine, getting shot is an unforgivable aggression.

(confident)

Kang Chul apologizes and shakes Yeon-Joo's hand, as she lies in bed.

-

But if afterwards Kang Chul apologizes sincerely, it--

-

Gna gna gna, "apologize sincerely". (pretends to shoot Kang Chul)

-

(imitates a giggling gallant gogo) "Excuse me for purposely shooting you in the heart, miss."

-

(imitates a sighing girl in love) "It was nothing, I love you."

(amused)

-

Where did you see that, such delirium?

Lying in the bed, Yeon-Joo declares "I love you" to Kang Chul.

-

Well, I have... I mean, in the manhwa.

-

Oh , stop arguing.

-

Writer Song Jae-Jung still took care to correct the other drunk's mistakes.

Director Jung breaks away from Kang Chul, without waiting for a response.
He points the fake gun at his temple, and pretends to shoot himself.

(happy to see him give up)

-

(shouts) Places everyone!

-

(to himself) How painful he is, but how painful he is... That way all the time, discussing everything.

-

If only he had talent...

Soo-Bong's mouth is wide open. Stunned!
Sin-Moo, driving, starts to turn his head towards Soo-Bong and--

FREEZZ! A general sizzling sound occurs!
Sin-Moo's head takes an incredibly long time to turn.
The car moves in slow motion, like the rest of the world.
On the front hood of the car, Mr. Ladybug has just appeared.
He looks at a hypothetical spectator, who would be located beside the car.

-

Park Sin-Moo was so worried that he didn't see Soo-Bong get in his car.

-

That was pretty cheeky, you'd think Soo-Bong is looking for trouble...

-

This loser will be a fun egg target in this new chapter!

ZEERFF! Mr. Ladybug disappears, time resumes.

-

AAAH! (startled by seeing Soo-Bong)

Sin-Moo loses control of the car.
But he steers and ZWIIIIIIK!, the car stops in a controlled skid.

-

What are you doing here, you bastard?!

-

Soo-Bong.

Sin-Moo quickly gets out of the car.
He walks around it, and opens the front passenger door.
He grabs Soo-Bong by the collar.

-

Oh oh oh...

-

Get out, you scoundrel! (pulls Soo-Bong out of the car)

(gets out of the car)

-

Sin-Moo, no!

(standing, stumbling backwards, onto the car)

-

Let's try... Let's try to take it easy.

Sin-Moo is almost stuck to him.
He backs up each of his lines with an index finger tap on Soo-Bong's chest.

-

How did you get here? (tap!)

-

Why are you stalking Ren-Bo? (tap!)

(receives the index finger taps without reacting)

-

Who allowed you to get in my car? (tap!)

-

What's the point of pretending to drown? (tap!)

-

I am your elder !

-

So please start with--

(grabs Soo-Bong's jacket with both hands)

-

Since when do we respect thugs?!

(weary sigh)

(reaches out and grabs Sin-Moo's arm)

-

Sin-Moo, step away from each other, and let's talk.

(raises his arm, breaking Ren-Bo's fragile embrace)

-

Leave Ren-Bo, this guy will stop annoying you.

-

... !

-

How that, I'm annoying her?

(grabs his jacket again and shakes Soo-Bong)

-

You're part of the gang that's persecuting her, right?

(getting shaken without resisting)

-

What kind of blackmail are you subjecting her to, you bastard...

-

... to force her to submit to obscenities?!!

-

You're not gonna get your head up your for an accidental little kiss?!

(like a stick of dynamite exploding in his skull)

Sin-Moo drops Soo-Bong, pulls back a fist and...

... FREEZZ!!! Mr. Ladybug appears on the roof of the car, looking elsewhere.

(raises Sin-Moo's glasses on his forehead)

-

Soo-Bong has a sense of repartee, though.

-

Even after three hours, I couldn't have written such an irritating line.

(steps away from the car open door)

ZEERFF! Mr. Ladybug disappears, time resume at normal speed.
Sin-Moo's fist goes off like a rocket and BLANG!, explodes on the top of the door.

-

Aaaah, Raaah!!! (holds his sore hand)

-

All it pays to get mad is to get hurt.

-

Please calm down.

Against all odds, Sin-Moo threatens Soo-Bong with his injured fist.
Soo-Bong makes a guard with both hands. But it was a feint by Sin-Moo!
With his other fist, Sin-Moo strikes a hook into Soo-Bong's abdomen.

-

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii !

Yeon-Joo looks at the clock on her smartphone.

-

He's been missing for 5 minutes, so I have 25 minutes left to--

-

Nonna!!!!!

-

Brlp bep lebe burp!!!!! (surprised, can't articulate)

Yeon-Joo is the toy of involuntary jolts, making her drop her smartphone.

Soo-Bong is sitting next to her, in the front passenger seat.

-

Idiot! You scared me. (hits him on the shoulder)

-

Announce yourself gently next time!

-

I was surprised too!

-

You're back already?

-

I'm in the middle of a fight with Park!

-

Once real, it's the spitting image of your former prof, only younger.

-

But just as angry!

Yeon-Joo puts her thumb and index finger on her eyelids, to concentrate.

-

Park Sin-Moo, Park Min-Soo, and both surgeons.

-

Yes, obvious, I already had doubts about that.

-

I couldn't believe that Jang Soo-Bin knew-- (removes fingers from eyelids)

-

Soo-Bong!

Professor Park Min-Soo goes to the elevator. Other people are waiting in front of it.

Da-Ye is reading "Butterfly Girl" on her smartphone.

-

Oh! She doesn't love Park Sin-Moo anymore.

-

Ah! You see I had nothing to do with it!

-

It's weird, the story goes backwards.

-

Time to go, honey. (puts his jacket on)

-

Wish me luck. (takes his briefcase)

-

I will have to endure the other moron during my class...

Professor Park is in the elevator, filled with people.

-

I'm glad I don't appear in "Butterfly Girl" anymore.

-

Do you also like romantic manhwas, Seonsaingnim?

(turns to the intruder)

-

(surprised) Ah!!

(sarcastic smile)

-

(disgusted) Won Yun-Suk, why are you already here?!

-

Professor Lee agreed to give me some advice.

-

And him, he does it with enthusiasm!

(takes a deep breath)

(as if inflating himself with the goal to explode)

(tilts his head towards Professor Park, mockingly)

-

Some extra coaching before your class wouldn't go amiss.

The elevator stops at a floor. Professor Park finds a way to release his rage:
He frantically presses the button to open the doors.

Professor Park gets out of the elevator. Annoyed, he walks quickly down the hallway.

Won Yun-Suk trots awkwardly behind him, smiling sadistically.

-

Seonsaingnim, have you read the lastest episode of "Queen of Darkness"?

(stops short and makes big eyes)

-

(turns around, ulcerated) YES - AND - SO?!

-

I just wanted to give you moral support...

-

... for the looOoong three days until the next episode.

(bewildered)

-

It doesn't spin well for Wang Shin.

(passes his hand on his neck, simulating a decapitation)

-

Squeak.

-

Get out of here, you leech! (shakes his briefcase)

Won Yun-Suk moves away to avoid being hit by the briefcase.

-

See you later, Seonsaingnim.

-

After that, I need 5 minutes to relax on the Wang Shin fan forum.

-

Forum of which I am co-administrator, and vermin exterminator.

He opens a page of a retro and badly designed website.
The top banner shows a drawing of Wang Shin and his rifle.
In the forum topics, he sees the title "Spoilers".

-

Well, that intrigues me...

-

What?!

The page is covered with only these words : "Wang Shin is dead".

-

The little s!

(hurries to open other topics)

All topics display the same, "Wang Shin is dead".

-

The punks! They messed up everything!

(notices a smaller written text at the end of the page)

"Hacked by the Dark Guild."

-

A raid by the Queen of Darkness fans!

(catches his breath)

-

I'm gonna fire all this right now!

He goes to the administrator's login page.
The page displays a introductory sentence, "In 3 days...".

Followed by a ridiculous drawing of Wang Shin, in a caricatured way:
Wang Shin has such a huge hole in his chest that you can see through it.
The text of his bubble is "I feel like there are air drafts around here".
The drawing is signed by "The King of Darkness".

-

(drunk with rage) Raaaaah !!

From outside, we hear noise from Professor Park's office.
Min-Soo declaims insults, hardly understandable.
CRASH! Shattering of a massive object thrown to the ground.
Listening at the door of the office is Won Yun-Suk, with a big silly smile.
He is gloating, rubbing his hands together.

A home-theater HD screen screams loudly in the messy luxurious room.

Kim Yoon-Hee arrives shyly, and stands for a moment, facing the sofa.

(waits while looking at Mi-Ra)

(pretends not to notice her)

(continues to watch her movie)

(sits down and decides to talk)

-

Seonsaingnim... The sound is a little loud...

(annoyed, pauses the movie with the remote control)

-

And you know why the sound is loud?

(doesn't dare to answer)

-

Because it saves me from hearing your whining!

(resumes playback of movie)

-

(raising her voice) Seonsaingnim, there are only 3 days left!

-

If I have to finish alone, please tell me!

Exasperated, Mi-Ra cuts the movie again.

She throws the remote control on Yoon-Hee, which bounces on her big belly.

-

What don't you understand about the relaxing concept?

-

You try to give me your stress again! You're driving me crazy!

-

(fearful voice) You are the one driving me crazy, Seonsaingnim.

-

(looks at her knotted fingers) Why do you always do this?

-

You don't understand the soul of authentic artists!

-

Do you know what true willpower is?

(nods no)

-

True willpower is not stubbornly working hard, as you do.

-

True willpower is the moment of grace allowing the artist to work effortlessly!

-

How do you think I became the greatest drawer in Korea?

-

I don't ask for much, just a lead to work on.

-

I really feel like I'm talking in the void...

-

If we kill Wang Shin, what do we do next?

-

(vocalizations) I ~ don't ~ know.

-

Voilà! Happy?

-

And if we have nothing ready, we let him live?

-

Yeah, if it helps out for the next episode.

-

No, the project is he dies quickly and without burr.

-

(bubbling) But you say everything and its opposite!

-

Wait, I have a plan to fix this.

-

Hello, Oppa?

~

...

-

Are you available to have a good time?

~

...

-

The sooner the better.

-

That kind of desire doesn't wait.

-

I really need a man who can relax me...

~

...

-

See you soon, Smack! (she hangs up)

("it's... it's her plan?!")

Mi-Ra gets up and goes to the kitchen.
Yoon-Hee follows her, taking small steps.

The kitchen is large, luxurious, but messy. Dirty dishes. Garbage on the table.
Some objects don't belong here, such as a toothbrush on the sink.
Mi-Ra takes a dark red lipstick, which is lying on top of the fridge.
She uses it, looking at herself in a mirror that hangs unexpectedly from a shelf.
She has a scar on part of her forehead. She styles her hair to hide it.

(sees Yoon-Hee in the reflection of the mirror)

(motionless and miserable)

-

Your prostrate servant look just gave me an idea.

Mi-Ra goes to the entrance of the apartment.

(follows Mi-Ra like a doggie)

(puts on a black coat and her shoes, chic and expensive)

-

We're going to level up the cannon fodder.

-

Prepares sets and characters from the royal family.

(reassured)

-

A princess could fit the bill, as the next opponent of the Queen of Darkness.

-

A woman will vary and appeal to my male audience.

-

See two women brawling should excite them.

-

Tsss, men are so pathetic.

-

But mostly, it'll give you a bone to gnaw on, and keep you from bothering me.

-

I get it, Seonsaingnim.

-

When will you be back?

-

When the fire is extinguished.

(crosses the threshold, and turns to Yoon-hee)

(confused)

(looks Yoon-Hee up and down with a sly smile)

-

I guess you don't know much about this kind of thing...

Mi-Ra closes the door, and Yoon-Hee is left alone.

-

Who does she think I am?

-

Girls like me are a rare commodity, reserved for true connoisseurs!

-

Not remote control Oppas for depressives.

Ren-Bo and Sin-Moo are next to the car, as before.
Sin-Moo is confused and looks around for Soo-Bong.
KZZT! Soo-Bong reappears behind Sin-Moo, who turns around and sees him. Angry!

From behind, two female arms settle under Soo-Bong's armpits. "Huh?"
Soo-Bong is swept off the ground! He flaps his feet, doesn't understand immediately.
FLAP-FLAP-FLAP! Ren-Bo pulls Soo-Bong, in a low flight, along the street.
Occasionally, his feet make contact with the ground, forcing him into a running step.

-

Ren-Bo!!!!!

In rage, VLANG!, he punches the roof of the car...

-

Aaahraah! (screaming in pain)

... unfortunately, with his wounded hand.
Sore, he clumsily gets into his car.

(bloodshot eyes, infuriatingly cranky) Arh! Grrr! Rah!

He frantically hits his handlebars, HONK!, occasionally hitting the horn. HONK!

Ren-Bo and Soo-Bong are out of sight of Sin-Moo.

Ren-Bo stops flying and releases Soo-Bong.
They bend over, facing each other, catching their breath for a moment.

-

Soo-Bong...

(straightens up and feistily embraces Soo-Bong)

-

You're alive!!!!!

(feels)

(quickly releases her embrace)

-

I... I... pretty much.

-

And you came back!

-

Ah, I didn't really have a choice.

-

What do you mean?

-

Weren't you happy to see me?

-

But what am I saying ?

-

Of course, I was dying to see you again!

-

You're crazy for diving into the water and disappearing then.

-

I was panicked that you had drowned!

-

On second thought, maybe I should have disappeared in front of you...

-

After all, this is not surprising from a magician.

-

Yah! By the way, maybe you should reconsider your manners!

-

Huh?

-

Might as well tell you the truth.

-

My vanishing spell doesn't work like Fairy Spark's.

-

I need to cause a surprise event to activate it.

-

Here you go, hey hey.

-

It's a bit weird, but you don't seem to be lying.

-

I have a knack for detecting liars.

:

That's what she says...

:

In truth, she's often willing to buy into anything.

:

Or it's impossible to convince her of the obvious.

-

Hey, you're not gonna be a no-show again?

-

Sorry, that's okay, I think I've caught my breath.

-

By the way, you're not in too much pain?

-

Sin-Moo hit you very hard in the stomach.

-

I managed to absorb the blow.

-

Aaah... but yes. You disappeared just then!

-

You avoided it.

-

(offended) Not at all! I disappeared only afterwards.

-

My foot...

-

It's mad, you accept I'm a magician who disappears, but not that!

-

I could see you weren't skilled at fighting.

-

Know that a great martial arts master taught me how to cushion a blow!

-

That's not a credible story...

-

You can see I've lost weight!

-

It just seems so, because you changed your suit...

:

When she's like that, it's better not to insist...

-

Okay, I don't know any great masters.

...

(smirking)

...

...

-

(intrigued) Well, so tell me.

-

I'll see if anything is awry.

-

All right. (reaches out to a glade, to offer to go there)

The sun is shining hard. Ren-Bo and Soo-Bong stand in the shade of a tree.

-

This is how I learned that...

-

First a traditional martial art warm-up.

-

The best to stimulate energy.

-

Do you know abdominal breathing?

-

Yes, I have practiced, during relaxation sessions.

-

Without it, "W" would have made me cardiac.

-

Perfect, inhale through your nose, push the air into your belly.

-

Contract the abdominal muscles and the perineum. You will feel a ball of energy in your abdomen.

-

Contract the muscles more to expel air through the mouth.

-

(performs the movement) Mmmmpff - Pffffffffff.

-

I felt like a hot rope in my throat.

-

That's a good sign.

-

I'll show you how to cushion a blow with this.

-

Have you ever watched martial arts movies?

-

Yes, a lot.

-

How do they cushion a blow to the stomach?

-

Simple, they contract their abdominals, and they have a lot of platelets.

-

In comparison, I am a pile of soft flesh.

-

Perfect, exactly the bad example I wanted to hear.

-

What?

-

What happens when you hit a wooden board with a hammer?

-

If I hit it hard enough, the board breaks.

-

What if you hit a tire with this hammer?

-

It... it bounces back?!

-

The wall of abs is the wooden board.

-

The impact energy musn't be focused on one dot.

-

To absorb a blow, you have to disperse the energy over a large area.

(memorizes the technique)

-

Do the breathing technique and stretch your abdominals.

-

But outwards, to keep the belly inflated like a tire.

-

Mmmmpff. (performs the movement)

-

Let's test this.

(BAM! he sends a violent punch in Soo-Bong's belly)

-

Fffp, Ouch!

(tries to hide his pain)

-

I felt it, I must have done it wrong.

-

Ouch? Just Ouch?

-

A blow like that should have knocked you down.

-

Without your good cushioning, you'd be whimpering on the ground.

-

Wow!

-

You tell it so well that I felt like I saw it!

(stamp of approval)

(proud and satisfied)

(pondering)

-

But something's awry...

(apprehensive)

-

How could you have time to learn that, since your last visit?

:

She's totally stupid, but not to that extent...

:

What do I do? Shall I try it?

-

I trained in a place where time passes faster.

-

Really?

:

I screwed up. Such an enormity is too much, even for her.

-

Gosh!

-

I knew that such things could exist...

:

Unbelievable! I hope she doesn't ask me for details...

-

Can I try?

-

That is to say?

-

To check if it works. (points his belly)

-

Of course, hit me in the stomach.

-

Mmmmpff. (inflates his belly)

(SPIF- punches his belly, with a ridiculous flick-like blow)

-

Ah ah! You try to tickle me.

-

Put all your strength into it, or you won't see the rebound effect!

-

I'm at my max, dude!

-

I don't know how to punch.

-

Well, I'll try harder.

-

Mmmmpff. (inflates his belly)

(prepares a blow as insignificant as the previous one)

But forcing herself to do well, Ren-Bo triggers an involuntary reflex of her left wing.
Because of a strong wing beat, the rotation of her chest is incredibly accelerated.
In spite of herself, she throws her small fist into Soo-Bong's belly at a terrifying speed.
ZBLAMM!!! The sky instantly turns bright red.

-

... ?!! (forearm plunged deep into Soo-Bong's belly)

-

OuuaaaaarGLLLL!!!!

-

Aaaaaayayaayaya!!!!

Soo-Bong collapses into a fetal position, holding his stomach, and letting out a prolonged moan.
Ren-Bo falls on her knees, crying in pain, and bends over holding her wrist.

The sky is red with purple clouds. In fast forward, the clouds scroll in the sky.

As we go along, the red sky becomes pink and the clouds disappear.

Later, Ren-Bo and Soo-Bong are back in condition.
Ren-Bo holds her wrist and spins it with difficulty.

-

Are you still in pain?

-

Yes, I need a bandage.

-

Is there a hospital near here?

-

Let's go to my house!

-

I don't live far away, and I have a first aid kit.

-

Is it this way?

-

Yes, at the very top.

The path is surrounded by low walls, with high gardens, there are fewer houses.
PLUFF! Small light cloud, Fairy Spark appears in front of Ren-Bo.

-

Ren-Bo, there is still danger.

-

Which one?

-

A bad guy from the gang lurking around.

-

(!!!) Who?

(flies and goes in front of Soo-Bong)

-

The big bully who beat you up!

(anxious)

KFFR! Soo-Bong and Fairy Spark sizzle as colored dashes.
FZZT! They disappear!

-

... !!!