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Comeback: No Choice But: Chapter 10


Director Kang Woo-hyun’s Cream Mansion Restarts Production

Following the death of young actor Choi Hong-seo, who was selected as the lead, production on the movie Cream Mansion, which had been suspended for some time, is now set to resume.

Production company ‘J Company’ today officially announced the audition schedule to cast new actors for the now-vacant roles.

New actors will be sought not only for the role once confirmed for Choi Hong-seo but also for other various roles. The delay in production for several months led to many of the previously cast actors appearing in different projects.

Cream Mansion is the next work of renowned director Kang Woo-hyun, particularly beloved at international film festivals. It is a psychological thriller that deals with the bizarre conflicts among residents following a murder in a luxury villa called ‘Cream Mansion.’

Meanwhile, Cream Mansion once struggled to secure production funds.

It is reported that over 15 billion won would be needed just for set production, befitting the ambitious project of Director Kang Woo-hyun, who values aesthetic perfection. The fact that Kang Woo-hyun’s works, which focus more on artistry than public appeal, have not been commercially successful also reportedly worked against attracting investors.

Fortunately, with the decision of the film investment company ‘Hieut Siot’ to invest, production could begin. However, the sudden accident involving the lead actor left the project’s future uncertain. Recently, ‘Hieut Siot’ stated their intent to continue supporting production without terminating the contract, allowing Cream Mansion to see the light once again.

There is already growing interest and anticipation among domestic and international film fans regarding who will take over the lead role from Choi Hong-seo.

At some point, he must have fallen asleep.

By the time he awoke to the sounds of someone in the living room, the sunlight beyond the blinds had softened. The sound of footsteps dragging slippers, the sound of bustling as things were set down and organized—such small noises made by people were oddly pleasant. They were reassuring.

Choi Hong-seo got up, looking disheveled, and headed to the living room.

Yongjae was organizing items in front of the kitchen refrigerator, having apparently brought something to eat despite being told it wasn’t necessary.

"Hyung, are you unwell? You don’t look good."

"I’m fine. I felt a bit tired and rested, and now I feel better."

"Please drink this. You haven’t had any water since you got home, right?"

"Thank you."

At Yongjae’s words, as he handed over a glass of water, Choi Hong-seo suddenly felt thirsty. He drank the cool water in several gulps, glancing at the carrier on the island countertop. Specifically, at the kitten wriggling inside the carrier.

"This little one seems to want to come out now. Tiffany, we’re home. Your hyung is home too."

Yongjae set the carrier on the floor and opened its door.

The kitten peeked out cautiously before eventually walking out. It circled around Choi Hong-seo a few times but soon trotted over to Yongjae. The little one’s tiny cries as it rubbed against Yongjae’s calves sounded pitiful.

"Hey, it’s your hyung. You used to cry for him all the time. What’s happening?"

Yongjae, flustered, picked up the kitten and approached Choi Hong-seo. Yet, the kitten seemed indifferent to him.

"What? Why is this little one behaving like this?"

"Maybe it’s because I’m unfamiliar."

"What? Impossible. Tiffany, look, it’s your favorite hyung."

Even without a close friend, the pet cat evidently liked Yoon Hye-an.

Seeing that the kitten continued to react negatively, Yongjae reluctantly set it down again, with words of consolation like "It must be because you’re back home after a long time."

The freed kitten dashed over to its cushion beside the sofa and contentedly began licking its front paw. Watching such a peaceful scene, Choi Hong-seo turned his gaze back to Yongjae.

"Yongjae, I’m still with ENA, right?"


"How much time is left on the contract?"

"Until next year, a bit over a year left."

"Then, for now, please list this house for sale. Since there’s still some time left on the lease, if I say I’ll cover the broker’s fee, the landlord shouldn’t have much to say."

"The house?"

"My bank balance has hit the bottom, and… there’s the debt with the company. I need to pay it back quickly."

Seeing Yongjae’s reluctant expression, Choi Hong-seo showed him his phone screen.

"And here. I want to audition for this. Please prepare it for me."

It was none other than the audition notice for Cream Mansion.

"Hyung, surely you’re not…"

Choi Hong-seo chuckled and shook his head.

"No, I still don’t think I’m Choi Hong-seo. I don’t know why I suddenly acted like that back then, but… I think I was confused due to having no memories of myself. I’m still anxious, but… at least now, I’m not having such irrational thoughts anymore."

Regardless of his inner thoughts, he decided to stop insisting publicly that he was not Yoon Hye-an but Choi Hong-seo. It was not an argument that would be accepted anyway.

Yongjae’s tense expression brightened again.

"I can find you other work. Actually, we’re getting quite a few casting calls since you woke up."

An ex-idol-turned-actor who leapt off Dongho Bridge and fell into a coma for months.

It was certainly a subject that aroused people’s curiosity. But it was obvious that any casting would be for low-grade gossip talk shows. He had no time to waste on such things.

"No, I’ll do this. And also please arrange some good acting lessons."

"But hyung, why do you keep referring to the company debt as ‘miking’?"


"In hostess bars, debts are called ‘miking,’ but it’s just a cash advance. What you did was simply borrowing from the company. It’s fundamentally different."

The tone and expression suggested it was as different as heaven and earth.

"No, what I meant is… I didn’t mean to argue with you."


"I just wanted to say not to equate you with those people. Celebrities and those people are entirely different."

Taking his silence as a sign of displeasure, Yongjae, unable to shake off his old habits towards Yoon Hye-an, broke into a nervous sweat as he tried to explain.

The term ‘miking’ was slang from his days as a host.

Yet, many in the entertainment industry lived lavishly on advances only to become puppets of their indebtedness to the company. Less than 5% of industry workers earned a stable income of tens or hundreds of millions.

They accumulated debt to keep people from escaping and to manipulate them at will.

From that perspective, advances in the entertainment industry and ‘miking’ in the nightlife industry weren’t all that different. At least, that was how Choi Hong-seo saw it.

Standing there with a bitter smile, Choi Hong-seo walked over to the sink with his empty water cup. Yongjae’s voice, still unconvinced, followed.

"And hyung, this house was something you chose to live in even if it was a bit of a stretch. Are you really moving out?"

Placing the cup in the sink, Choi Hong-seo turned on the faucet to wash his hands.

"Whether it’s ‘miking’ or cash advances, I’m sick of debt."


He wasn’t done yet.

"I dislike even credit card installments."

He turned again, shaking off his wet hands and forcing a smile as if he were joking, but a bitter taste lingered at the corners of his mouth.

After bidding farewell with a promise to visit again, Yongjae left. Choi Hong-seo settled at a slight distance from the cat’s cushion.

He brought a toy from the storage room and waved it in front of the cat. Though the cat showed interest in the toy, it wouldn’t leave the cushion. Its two eyes, full of curiosity and caution, alternated between looking at Choi Hong-seo and the toy.

Having never raised pets before, he found the cat’s ear twitches and tilted head amusing, making him smile.

Playing feebly with the toy, Choi Hong-seo rested his chin on his raised knee and sighed.

The investment company ‘Hieut Siot’ supporting the production of Cream Mansion.

‘Hieut Siot’ was a movie investment firm operated with the personal funds of Lee Hae-sung, the current Vice President of ARA Electronics and the next heir of ARA Group. Initially, it was more of his personal venture than a formal company. After deciding to invest in Cream Mansion, Lee Hae-sung properly established a business entity and named it ‘Hieut Siot.’

The name took after the initials of Hae-sung and Hong-seo.

【"The investment in the movie is already decided, and no matter what answer you give, I won’t rescind the investment. So there’s no question of holding the movie hostage to sleep with you. Isn’t that right?"】

In the time they knew each other, he had never once lied.

Even having just one such person by his side made the world bearable and worth enduring. He didn’t realize that fact then. Only now, after making a foolish decision, losing everything, and coming back to see for himself that everything was truly gone, did he understand.

It would have been easier, and more worthwhile, to kneel and beg him not to hate him.

The cat, torn between curiosity about the toy and caution towards the person disguised as Yoon Hye-an, chose to stay cautious. Sprawled entirely on the cushion, it watched as Choi Hong-seo waved a snack this time.

"Want a treat?"

Seeing the transparent container with dried anchovies, the cat perked up. It left the cushion only to snatch the treat from Choi Hong-seo’s hand and promptly return to the cushion.

The cat deftly began to nibble on the dried anchovy, eyeing its owner warily in between bites. Resting his arms on his raised knees and cradling his chin, Choi Hong-seo watched the cat intently.

The orange light from the setting sun cast a warm glow on the living room floor.

"Still, you know."

The cat, licking its mouth with a small tongue, glanced over.

"That I’m not Yoon Hye-an."

The cat’s refusal to come closer was oddly comforting.

It felt as if, at least this little one, understood that he was not Yoon Hye-an.

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Comeback: No Choice But…

Comeback: No Choice But…

Status: Ongoing
※This novel contains materials such as reincarnation after jumping off a high-rise building and unwanted prostitution. It does not describe the subject matter in detail but mainly deals with the subsequent events caused by the subject matter. I jumped from the 32nd floor. There was no way I would have survived. Yet I was reincarnated. In the body of another person who has nothing to do with me. I am Choi Hong-seo, not Yoon Hye-an. No matter how hard I try, no one will believe me. Even if I were them, I wouldn’t believe it as well. Am I crazy? In reality, I am Yoon Hye-an, but I believe that I was Choi Hong-seo? The only hope that allows me to endure an unacceptable situation is the person I loved. The only person who treated me with respect. I wanted to see him up close. Since I had already died once, I had no other regrets. But he doesn’t love me, because I’m not Choi Hong-seo. “Did you know beforehand that the original owner of this role was Choi Hong-seo?” “Yes.” “So, did you use Choi Hong-seo as a reference?” “Yes?” “Simply put, I’m asking if you calculated that mimicry would give you an advantage.” “I don’t think Yoon Hye-an-ssi is suitable for the role, but if the director’s opinion is so, then I should follow it. But I want you to stop imitating him.” “…” “Just because a person isn’t in the world anymore doesn’t mean people like you can use him as you please. Do you understand?” If only I was Yoon Hye-an in reality rather than Choi Hong-seo as I thought I was. It shouldn’t hurt this much to see him treat me so coldly. This feeling and this pain couldn’t be fake.



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