URAKARA episode 7 (2)
Nicole asked after hearing Seungyoun's story.
"So, are there ghosts now?"
Seungyoun nodded weakly.
Kansai Nozomi stuck out his finger in front of Seungyoun.
"How many books does this look like?"
He served two, three, one after another. Nicole did it too.
"My head...it's fine."
Seungyoun answered with a serious face.
"... Well, even if you suddenly say that, huh?"
Kansai Nozomi asked everyone to agree.
"Nah"
The members cheerfully nodded.
President No. 2, who was quietly listening to Seungyeon, raised his index finger and said,
“But in Korea, it is said that if a ghost appears in the studio, the CD will become a hit.”
"Hey, is that true?"
"Really?"
Gyuri responded with a smooth Osaka dialect.
"Oh... hona, are you okay? Hahahaha."
"Everyone clapped their hands."
"Please don't play around!"
Seungyoun let out a shriek.
“Rather than that, Seungyoun will do his best in singing.”
The eyes of President #2, who was observing Seungyoun, glowed green. He stood up and called out to everyone.
"Hi, Kimuchi!"
The flash went off, and a Polaroid photo popped out of the door in his chest.
Gyuri took it. Everyone looked at the photo.
Then, behind Kansai Nozomi and Seungyoun, a black ghost appears.
"this···"
"What's going on over there!?"
"It's true"
"Wow!" "Hey!"
Everyone screamed and ran out of the room all at once. President No. 2 ran away and told Seung-yeon.
"Hey, I'm going to fall in love with you and let you go to heaven. This is a mission."
"I'm going to fall in love with you and let you go to Buddha... What the hell is that?!"
Seungyoun looked at Yotaro Nagai and asked.
"Hey, do you like me?"
"no"
Yotaro shook his head.
"I think it's pretty, but my love is"
For 200 years, he seems to have been wandering around the ground as a straight-laced person.
Looking at his back, Seungyoun said while thinking.
"Yotaro-san, isn't your hair too messy? It's scary."
"Oh, sorry about that."
He pulled out a black cloth and tied his hair back.
Seeing her profile, Seungyoun muttered.
"Oh, he's a nice guy."
"Seungyoun," he said. “There is something I want to discuss with you.”
"what is it?"
“I have something I really want to accomplish in this world. Revenge.”
As soon as I heard that, Seungyoun hugged her pillow. he cried.
"Degozaru. I want to take revenge on Chiyo who forced me to commit seppuku."
"It's just a grudge."
"yes?"
“You died yourself, and Ochiyo-san is also dead, right?”
"...Then, I'll take revenge on my descendants. I'm begging you, Seungyoun-dono. Please take me to the house of Ochiyo's descendants."
"That's right, in one place...!"
Yotaro stuck out his face.
Seungyoun leaned back.
"Since I'm attached to you, I can only move where Seungyoun goes."
"What is that?!"
"So, please."
"..."
"Please take me"
"No"
Seungyoun stood up and ran out of the room. Yotaro's spirit was also dragged by Seungyeon.
The word "revenge" stuck in Seungyoun's head. Yotaro, clinging to his body, repeated those words in his ear, whether he was asleep or awake.
Seungyoun finally gave up.
"Already understood. I'll take you."
Seungyoun searched for Ochiyo's house with Yotaro's guidance. When Yotaro ran, Seungyeon was also dragged along.
Yotaro found Chiyo's house.
"Here you are. The house where Ochiyo lived."
As it happened, a young woman was about to run out of the house.
"Wait, Saki."
Behind her came a woman who seemed to be her mother, chasing after her. she took her hand
Yotaro shouted to look at her and lean over her.
"Ochiyo!"
"Wait. Your father will never forgive you."
"It's about me. I don't want my house to decide."
The woman shook off the hand of what seemed to be her mother and ran away.
Yotaro ran after her woman. Seungyeon had no choice but to follow his will.
The woman entered the cafe room and seemed to be waiting for someone.
"Ochiyo me!"
Seungyoun sighed and soothed Yotaro, who was grinding his teeth at a nearby seat.
"That's why it's different."
"Then a man appeared there." The man was a young man who looked exactly like Yotaro.
Yotaro's expression turned blank.
"Oh, same face?"
Sunyoung said while comparing him with Yotaro.
"Does that mean... my descendants...?"
The two sat facing each other and started talking.
"What about Yasuhiro?"
"We're against it, too."
"..."
"I will never accept marriage."
"Yotaro became angry."
"Marriage...? So, are you two in love?"
"It looks like..." said Seungyoun.
"Excuse me!"
Yotaro excitedly put his hand on the hilt of his sword. he let go.
"Wait," Seungyoun intervened to stop Yotaro.
"It's outrageous to fall in love with an enemy woman! Exposing your head to the riverbed."
Seungyoun desperately tried to appease Yotaro, who was about to swing his sword around.
"If it's a ghost, I can't cut it."
At Seungyoun's voice, "If it was a ghost," the woman's eyes fluttered. Her face turned to "What is this person?" and she banged on the table.
Perhaps inspired by Seungyoun's words, she shouted, "Even Yotaro."
"It's Yotaro's fault that the family is on bad terms... even though they lost the game and died on their own...!
"This woman!" Yotaro shouted.
"Who the hell is Yotaro?"
"die!"
At this time, the descendants cut out.
"Saki"
"Get angry!"
Yotaro focused on him. However, the words that came out of his mouth were contrary to his expectations.
"sorry"
"Huh?"
The descendants bowed their heads.
"Because of my ancestors"
"Kisamaah!"
With a strong will, Seungyoun dented Yotaro's resentment when he tried to slash at him.
"I don't need change!"
Yotaro's spirit was forcibly pulled out of the cafe terrace.
Behind Seungyoun walking, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Don't mumble"
“Can you forgive me?
"It's okay to fall in love."
"You look stupid."
Seungyoun stopped. he sighed.
"I'm already tired. I want to change my mind."
He suddenly ran off.
The place Seungyoun took Yotaro to was an amusement park.
"What is this? A ship is flying."
Seungyoun and Yotaro rode a Viking and entered the haunted house.
At Viking,
"I'm dying. I'm getting off. I'm getting off."
In the haunted mansion, Yotaro is terrified by the ghostly skeleton and nearly faints when he sees himself not in the photos he took.
Seungyoun brought the juice.
Yotaro was slumped on his chair. Seungyoun laughed.
"Is it weird that I get tired of being a ghost? Hahahaha."
Yotaro stared at her.
“I bet Seungyoun-dono laughs a lot.”
"Because it's fun"
"Is it fun...I'm envious"
Yotaro sat up.
“Since I was born, I have been forced to wield a sword and have been diligent in my training.
"I didn't like it."
"That's not true, but if I wasn't born into a samurai family, I wouldn't be."
"what?"
Yotaro took out a flute.
"Eh! Flute? Do you like music?"
"He nodded."
"Then let me listen."
"eh?"
"I laugh when I want to. Didn't I just say I was jealous?"
"yes"
"Music...if you like it, do it."
"If you like it, you can do it..."
"Yeah. Let me hear it."
Yotaro blew the flute.
Seungyoun clapped her hands.
"Amazing. Good"
"Is that so?"
"It's fun. Do what you like."
"Seungyoun-dono"
Yotaro suddenly pressed his chest. It seems that an emotional palpitation has occurred.
By the time the two of them pulled up, Yotaro had become completely open with Seungyoun and had become a different person.
“Well, love is a wonderful thing.
Seungyoun heard the members' voices coming from inside the building.
"She looked inside through the window."
"Is it okay if I don't go with Seungyoun?"
"It's okay. I'm sure they're practicing, so let's do our best."
"What should I do···"
Seungyoun muttered.
Seeing her, Yotaro looked apologetic.
"Somehow, when I'm busy, I'm not clumsy."
“No,” Seungyoun shook her head. "I don't care about me. More importantly, do you understand how those two love each other?"
"..."
"I don't hate you anymore"
"Knowing love and resentment are two different things"
"...I'm sure that if Yotaro-san's resentment disappears, things will go well for those two... Hey, why don't we meet them again?"
Nicole asked after hearing Seungyoun's story.
"So, are there ghosts now?"
Seungyoun nodded weakly.
Kansai Nozomi stuck out his finger in front of Seungyoun.
"How many books does this look like?"
He served two, three, one after another. Nicole did it too.
"My head...it's fine."
Seungyoun answered with a serious face.
"... Well, even if you suddenly say that, huh?"
Kansai Nozomi asked everyone to agree.
"Nah"
The members cheerfully nodded.
President No. 2, who was quietly listening to Seungyeon, raised his index finger and said,
“But in Korea, it is said that if a ghost appears in the studio, the CD will become a hit.”
"Hey, is that true?"
"Really?"
Gyuri responded with a smooth Osaka dialect.
"Oh... hona, are you okay? Hahahaha."
"Everyone clapped their hands."
"Please don't play around!"
Seungyoun let out a shriek.
“Rather than that, Seungyoun will do his best in singing.”
The eyes of President #2, who was observing Seungyoun, glowed green. He stood up and called out to everyone.
"Hi, Kimuchi!"
The flash went off, and a Polaroid photo popped out of the door in his chest.
Gyuri took it. Everyone looked at the photo.
Then, behind Kansai Nozomi and Seungyoun, a black ghost appears.
"this···"
"What's going on over there!?"
"It's true"
"Wow!" "Hey!"
Everyone screamed and ran out of the room all at once. President No. 2 ran away and told Seung-yeon.
"Hey, I'm going to fall in love with you and let you go to heaven. This is a mission."
"I'm going to fall in love with you and let you go to Buddha... What the hell is that?!"
Seungyoun looked at Yotaro Nagai and asked.
"Hey, do you like me?"
"no"
Yotaro shook his head.
"I think it's pretty, but my love is"
For 200 years, he seems to have been wandering around the ground as a straight-laced person.
Looking at his back, Seungyoun said while thinking.
"Yotaro-san, isn't your hair too messy? It's scary."
"Oh, sorry about that."
He pulled out a black cloth and tied his hair back.
Seeing her profile, Seungyoun muttered.
"Oh, he's a nice guy."
"Seungyoun," he said. “There is something I want to discuss with you.”
"what is it?"
“I have something I really want to accomplish in this world. Revenge.”
As soon as I heard that, Seungyoun hugged her pillow. he cried.
"Degozaru. I want to take revenge on Chiyo who forced me to commit seppuku."
"It's just a grudge."
"yes?"
“You died yourself, and Ochiyo-san is also dead, right?”
"...Then, I'll take revenge on my descendants. I'm begging you, Seungyoun-dono. Please take me to the house of Ochiyo's descendants."
"That's right, in one place...!"
Yotaro stuck out his face.
Seungyoun leaned back.
"Since I'm attached to you, I can only move where Seungyoun goes."
"What is that?!"
"So, please."
"..."
"Please take me"
"No"
Seungyoun stood up and ran out of the room. Yotaro's spirit was also dragged by Seungyeon.
The word "revenge" stuck in Seungyoun's head. Yotaro, clinging to his body, repeated those words in his ear, whether he was asleep or awake.
Seungyoun finally gave up.
"Already understood. I'll take you."
Seungyoun searched for Ochiyo's house with Yotaro's guidance. When Yotaro ran, Seungyeon was also dragged along.
Yotaro found Chiyo's house.
"Here you are. The house where Ochiyo lived."
As it happened, a young woman was about to run out of the house.
"Wait, Saki."
Behind her came a woman who seemed to be her mother, chasing after her. she took her hand
Yotaro shouted to look at her and lean over her.
"Ochiyo!"
"Wait. Your father will never forgive you."
"It's about me. I don't want my house to decide."
The woman shook off the hand of what seemed to be her mother and ran away.
Yotaro ran after her woman. Seungyeon had no choice but to follow his will.
The woman entered the cafe room and seemed to be waiting for someone.
"Ochiyo me!"
Seungyoun sighed and soothed Yotaro, who was grinding his teeth at a nearby seat.
"That's why it's different."
"Then a man appeared there." The man was a young man who looked exactly like Yotaro.
Yotaro's expression turned blank.
"Oh, same face?"
Sunyoung said while comparing him with Yotaro.
"Does that mean... my descendants...?"
The two sat facing each other and started talking.
"What about Yasuhiro?"
"We're against it, too."
"..."
"I will never accept marriage."
"Yotaro became angry."
"Marriage...? So, are you two in love?"
"It looks like..." said Seungyoun.
"Excuse me!"
Yotaro excitedly put his hand on the hilt of his sword. he let go.
"Wait," Seungyoun intervened to stop Yotaro.
"It's outrageous to fall in love with an enemy woman! Exposing your head to the riverbed."
Seungyoun desperately tried to appease Yotaro, who was about to swing his sword around.
"If it's a ghost, I can't cut it."
At Seungyoun's voice, "If it was a ghost," the woman's eyes fluttered. Her face turned to "What is this person?" and she banged on the table.
Perhaps inspired by Seungyoun's words, she shouted, "Even Yotaro."
"It's Yotaro's fault that the family is on bad terms... even though they lost the game and died on their own...!
"This woman!" Yotaro shouted.
"Who the hell is Yotaro?"
"die!"
At this time, the descendants cut out.
"Saki"
"Get angry!"
Yotaro focused on him. However, the words that came out of his mouth were contrary to his expectations.
"sorry"
"Huh?"
The descendants bowed their heads.
"Because of my ancestors"
"Kisamaah!"
With a strong will, Seungyoun dented Yotaro's resentment when he tried to slash at him.
"I don't need change!"
Yotaro's spirit was forcibly pulled out of the cafe terrace.
Behind Seungyoun walking, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Don't mumble"
“Can you forgive me?
"It's okay to fall in love."
"You look stupid."
Seungyoun stopped. he sighed.
"I'm already tired. I want to change my mind."
He suddenly ran off.
The place Seungyoun took Yotaro to was an amusement park.
"What is this? A ship is flying."
Seungyoun and Yotaro rode a Viking and entered the haunted house.
At Viking,
"I'm dying. I'm getting off. I'm getting off."
In the haunted mansion, Yotaro is terrified by the ghostly skeleton and nearly faints when he sees himself not in the photos he took.
Seungyoun brought the juice.
Yotaro was slumped on his chair. Seungyoun laughed.
"Is it weird that I get tired of being a ghost? Hahahaha."
Yotaro stared at her.
“I bet Seungyoun-dono laughs a lot.”
"Because it's fun"
"Is it fun...I'm envious"
Yotaro sat up.
“Since I was born, I have been forced to wield a sword and have been diligent in my training.
"I didn't like it."
"That's not true, but if I wasn't born into a samurai family, I wouldn't be."
"what?"
Yotaro took out a flute.
"Eh! Flute? Do you like music?"
"He nodded."
"Then let me listen."
"eh?"
"I laugh when I want to. Didn't I just say I was jealous?"
"yes"
"Music...if you like it, do it."
"If you like it, you can do it..."
"Yeah. Let me hear it."
Yotaro blew the flute.
Seungyoun clapped her hands.
"Amazing. Good"
"Is that so?"
"It's fun. Do what you like."
"Seungyoun-dono"
Yotaro suddenly pressed his chest. It seems that an emotional palpitation has occurred.
By the time the two of them pulled up, Yotaro had become completely open with Seungyoun and had become a different person.
“Well, love is a wonderful thing.
Seungyoun heard the members' voices coming from inside the building.
"She looked inside through the window."
"Is it okay if I don't go with Seungyoun?"
"It's okay. I'm sure they're practicing, so let's do our best."
"What should I do···"
Seungyoun muttered.
Seeing her, Yotaro looked apologetic.
"Somehow, when I'm busy, I'm not clumsy."
“No,” Seungyoun shook her head. "I don't care about me. More importantly, do you understand how those two love each other?"
"..."
"I don't hate you anymore"
"Knowing love and resentment are two different things"
"...I'm sure that if Yotaro-san's resentment disappears, things will go well for those two... Hey, why don't we meet them again?"
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