My House Has Become a Filming Set!

༺ My House Has Become a Filming Set! – 1 ༻

 

  Ever since I was a kid, I loved fishing.
I enjoyed sashimi, sushi, and despite being in my vigorous years, I preferred dishes with fish over those with meat. 

 

  “You’re going to work on a deep-sea fishing boat?”

 

  “Yep.”

 

  “…You do sometimes rush into things.”

 

  Despite all my friends trying to dissuade me, I brushed them aside.
After graduating from the Marine Science High School and acquiring the necessary certification, I went straight to board a deep-sea fishing vessel. 

 

  Fish, fishing, sashimi! That was my dream! My ideal!

 

  “Hey! Move quickly!”

 

  …Damn it, I just remembered what my grandmother said.
Dreams shouldn’t be recklessly pursued.

 

  The sun was scorching hot, and every time a wave hit, I was automatically showered.
I wasn’t the type whose skin turned dark under the sun, but rather the type that gets sunburned, which made it doubly hard for me compared to others.

 

  Moreover, the work was so hard, if there hadn’t been sashimi for three meals a day, I would have quit long ago.
No, I was even sick of sashimi now.
I hated the sight of it.

 

  But I had already boarded the ship.
Sigh… How many months until I could disembark? I think it was about three months.

 

  Only three more months in this hell and then I’m free.

 

  Did I only experience hardships while on the deep-sea fishing boat? That wasn’t the case.
I met people from various cultural backgrounds and learned new knowledge.

 

  And, among them, there were always some strange ones.
One guy was on the deep-sea fishing boat just for his YouTube vlog.

 

  “Just once, okay? Yeonwoo, hey, Yeonwoo! I beg you, please.
Please just appear once, huh?”

 

  “Ah, no.
There are plenty of other people!”

 

  “But you’re the best looking!”

 

  He was a funny guy.
What was even funnier was that he had adapted so well to the deep-sea fishing boat that he planned to stay on board for longer.
Apparently, he would serve for three years and receive military exemption or something like that.

 

  Well, that wasn’t my concern.

 

  After the hellish life ended, I immediately enlisted in the military as soon as I disembarked.
It’s easier to do all the hard stuff at once.

 

  “We are!”

 

  “Beep!”

 

  “One!”

 

  …Damn it, I just remembered what my grandmother said.
Life requires rest periods too.

 

  There was a reason why you could get a military exemption if you worked on a deep-sea fishing boat for three years.
In other words, the deep-sea fishing boat and the military were on par with each other.

 

  I escaped from one hell, only for another to start.

 

  ‘You make plans, but they’re all shitty plans.
If that’s the case, don’t bother planning.
Damn you.’

 

  A friend casually said that to me a long time ago.
I dismissed it as nonsense at the time, but now I had no choice but to admit it.

 

  That friend was wise.
Yes, I only make shitty plans.
I’ve come to realize it now.
And I made a resolution.
I decided to give up on planning, following my wise friend’s advice.

 

  “Corporal Kim Byunghun, what is that?”

 

  “Uh, my brother is a beekeeper, he also sells honey online.
Want to take a look?”

 

“Hmm, so this exists.”

 

  “Yeah, I visited last time and it seemed easy? The bees just bring the honey, you collect it and put it in the extractor, and that’s it.
I think I might become a beekeeper too after I’m discharged.”

 

  A beekeeper….

 

  ***

 

  Lee Yeonwoo, after disembarking from the deep-sea fishing boat and immediately enlisting in the military, is now a beekeeper nearing his third year at the age of twenty-five.

 

  …Damn it, I just remembered what my grandmother said.
She told me to get a proper job.

 

  A job has fixed working hours.
In other words, if you work from home, there are no specific working hours.

 

  This damn beekeeping had no end.
And neither did the wasps.

 

  Wasps don’t come at a particular time.
In other words, I had to monitor them 24/7, 365 days a year.

 

  The bodies of my beloved honey bees were scattered in front of the hive.

 

  Lee Yeonwoo caught the wasps flying around him with an unusual dexterity, wielding a bug catcher in one hand.

 

  “How dare you target my babies?”

 

  Suddenly, it occurred to him that Uncle Cheolsoo had recently been eyeing his beehive.
Yeonwoo started to have a foolish suspicion.

 

  Could these be highly trained wasps sent by Uncle Cheolsoo?

 

  He burst into laughter at such an absurd thought.

 

  ‘Enough, let’s have a drink.’

 

  He headed straight to the old hole-in-the-wall bar in the neighborhood.

 

  “Yeonwoo, you rascal, you should drink less!”

 

  It’s been three years since he moved to the countryside, and he’s already close with the people of this village.

 

  The villagers were delighted to have a young man in a village that was only inhabited by the elderly, and Yeonwoo, who had lost his parents at an early age and lived with his grandmother, also treated them comfortably.

 

  Now, he might be treating them as substitutes for his deceased grandmother.

 

  Yeonwoo cheekily retorted to Grandfather B