[Now it is time for the women who have entered Ujeong Village to introduce themselves.]
[First, Woman No. 1 steps forward.]
In a familiar setup, Dohee climbed onto the stump beneath the tree, plastered warning stickers all over herself, and though her eyes looked a little tired, she began her self-introduction in a professionally bright voice.
[Dohee (18): Hello, I’m No. 1, Lee Dohee!]
And so began an ordinary self-introduction.
[Dohee: My job is...! To give you a hint, it’s the very, very busiest job in the world?]
[Then... an ardent fan of the popular idol Chiyo-chan!?]
[The youngest daughter of a peach orchard family! Bursting with peach juice charm!]
[A Seoul bumpkin.]
[Hmm... are you a model?]
Ujeong Village was filled with all sorts of guesses, despite everyone already knowing the answer, except for the word “idol.”
[Dohee: Sadly, none of you got it. The busiest job in the world is, ta-da~]
Of course, as if to say none of them were correct, Dohee made a gesture with her fingers and responded with a smile.
It was the moment Dohee’s job concept would be revealed.
If things had gone as planned.
[Dohee: A hurry-career~ Puhahaha!]
[......]
Ujeong Village froze cold.
The chat window shot upward rapidly.
─Hey, Park Yeeun, was this you?
─Dorahee
─Is she doing this on purpose?
People were marveling at the brilliantly humorous old-man joke.
─Ahahaha, I don’t know if I’m stanning a comedian or an idol anymore hahahahaha
─Ughahaha my belly button hahahaha
─The best comedian (type that wins with her face)
Perhaps she had expected that reaction even as they filmed, because Dohee shrugged, then burst into a hearty laugh in a tone one might hear in an American drama, swaggering about very comically.
[Dohee: Hurry-scurry? Are you kidding me~? Wow~!]
─Ah, Lee Dohee is seriously so annoying hahahaha
─Why is her expression so cute hahahaha
And before that scene was quickly edited away.
In the last shot, Chiyo had stood up.
[Dohee: No. 2? It’s just a joke! Hey, come on~!]
[......]
The scene connected seamlessly and naturally.
In the yard, now returned to a peaceful atmosphere.
Forget about having a face considered the current top among idols or whatever.
There was Dohee, with a warning sticker stuck boldly to her forehead.
And beneath her, a caption drifting leisurely by.
[Dohee (not a jiangshi): Yes, I’m currently working as an advertising model.]
[Wooa: Ah, I knew it. You’re so pretty!]
─Sealed by a talisman, you crazy editor hahahahahaha
─“Not a jiangshi” lmfao hahahaha
─An idol with a talisman stuck to her forehead hahahahaha
─Dorahee’s evil spirit has been sealed
[Dohee: (a little sulky) I’ll take questions now.]
The viewers couldn’t concentrate at all because of the yellow and red talisman stuck to Dohee’s forehead.
[Naeun: You said earlier that you were busy. If you were matched with someone, may I ask how many times a week you’d be able to meet?]
But the participants themselves continued naturally, as if nothing were wrong.
[Dohee: For my match, I could meet every single day. I could clear my entire schedule too.]
[Naeun: Huh? Really?]
[Wooa: Can you take responsibility for saying that?]
[Chiyo: This is all being recorded live right now?]
[Seoyun: Hey, hey, let’s save this tape.]
[Dohee: ...Still, if we meet too much, they might get sick of me, so maybe three times a week...?]
─Hahahahahaha she’s especially cute today
─Look at them all pouncing the moment they find something to use hahahaha
In truth, even the way things proceeded was hardly ordinary.
Nevertheless, fortunately, Woman No. 1, the lead-off contestant.
Lee Dohee (humor sealed away), was able to receive generous scores.
[Chiyo: I feel like I want to get to know you more. M-My heart is telling me... You are a 9.]
[Dohee: (appalled)]
[Wooa: To be honest, old-man jokes aren’t my taste, but No. 1’s laugh and smiling face were so lovely and cute that I’ll give you 10 points.]
[Dohee: (bows) Thank you!]
* * *
[Woman No. 2 is a person of interest whom every participant, having risen as the popular girl in the first impression vote, is watching closely.]
[Chiyo (20): Nice to meet everyone, everyone.]
[Dohee: I’m not pleased, though?]
─Hahahahaha no, how long are you going to keep that sticker on your forehead hahahahaha it’s time to take it off already hahahaha
└Dohee secretly likes that thing hahahaha
└Considering Dohee’s personality, she likes making people laugh, so this is real hahahaha
Unbothered, Chiyo began her self-introduction concisely.
[Chiyo: My name is Chiyo, and I am a rapper.]
[Wooa: You’re pretty honest today?]
[Seoyun: You went all-in on your concept with the warning sticker, huh?]
[Naeun: Why, it’s cute~]
─How bad is she usually that people call her honest just for saying her name and job truthfully hahahaha
But Chiyo, just as Dohee had done earlier with her old-man joke, wagged her finger and made an obnoxious expression.
[Chiyo: Tsk tsk, not at all? I am not just a rapper, I am an ultra-super-popular-girl rapper?]
[Chiyo: However, I do not know this fact, so when I go outside, I walk around without a mask and without a hat, but because the entire world pays attention to me, I get embarrassed for no reason without knowing why—that kind of super-super-super popular-girl rapper, huhu.]
─Ah hahahaha seriously, Kimchi is absurd every single day hahahaha
While the chat window laughed, saying she was infuriating as always.
Dohee, unconcerned, raised her hand as if she were used to it.
[Dohee: So what’s your surname?]
[Chiyo: My surname is—]
But Dohee slapped her knee and cut her off.
[Dohee: Ah~ I got it, I got it.]
[Chiyo: Hooh, so you recognize me after all? As expected of a super popular-girl rapper.]
[Dohee: No. 2, No. 2, your surname is Park, right?]
Because her Korean word association was still a little lacking, by the time Chiyo realized it, Dohee had already spat out a new nickname.
[Dohee: Park Chiyo the off-beat rapper.]
Along with an effect of a skull exploding beside Chiyo.
The caption had already appeared as well.
[Park Chiyo: N-No, I am not! What are you saying! I can ride the beat perfectly! No. 1, do not say strange things! Are you starting a rap battle with me now, yes!?]
[Dohee: Why would I?]
─Ah shit hahahahaha I was wondering why Dorahee suddenly asked Chiyo what her surname was hahahahaha
─Kim Chiyo (Japanese) VS Park Chiyo (rapper), fuck hahahaha
└A paradoxical code name hahahahaha
─Dohee, please stop giving our Chiyo nicknames like this...
* * *
Lee Dohee, the jiangshi whose Rahee persona had been sealed by a talisman.
Park Chiyo, the off-beat rapper.
The two, who had gained new nicknames that were cheerful in many ways if one wanted to call them that, had the eyes of raptors eyeing prey.
[Dohee: Wow, it’s No. 3~]
[Chiyo: Please climb up.]
[Wooa: Hello, my surname is Ji.]
To put it simply, they were filled with malice.
[Chiyo: Are we supposed to guess your given name?]
[Dohee: Correct! It’s Baeja, right? Ji Baeja~]
[Seoyun: (laughing for a long time) No, but doesn’t the name kind of feel friendly? Baeja~ Baeja~]
─This place is seriously collectively insane hahahahaha
─When she said Baeja, I thought it was some friendly-sounding name, but then it turned out to be jibaeja, “ruler,” lmfao hahahaha
Seoyun was simply having fun.
[Seoyun: How about Ji Bae instead? Ayoong~ Jijibae!]
[Naeun: Heyyy, what do you mean, jijibae~]
[Chiyo: Oh my, you cheeky jijibae!]
─Ji Bae hahahaha jijibae hahahaha
─“You cheeky jijibae” hahahahaha is that really Korean being used by a Japanese person hahahahaha
└Chiyo is sometimes more Korean than Koreans hahahaha
And in the end, Naeun couldn’t hold back her laughter either.
[Dohee: Jijibae becomes jijibaebae... the sound of a skylark chirping, jijibaebae...?]
Because beside her, Dohee was adding more nonsense while matching rhymes again.
[Dohee: Uh, wait, should I write a song with this theme? Something about jijibae, skylark, jijibaebae has a nice rhyme...?]
─What song are you writing, you Dorahee hahahahaha
─The moment the talisman came off, she came right back hahahahahaha
─Is this the true version of how a genius receives inspiration...?
[Dohee: But unnie, your face lately kind of looks like a cute skylark too...? Ah! No. 3, you’re cute, like my skylark, jijibaebae~]
─Hahahahaha “like a skylark, jijibaebae,” what does that even mean?
Perhaps because of that, even though Wooa was in the middle of gaining new nicknames one after another, from skylark to Baeja, ruler, domination, jijibae, jibaebae, and jijibaebae.
To be honest, she found it funny too, and laughed along with them for a long while.