“You did…well, Master.”0

“I did nothing… and stop calling me master, tsk,” I[1] said.0

“...”0

“Anyway, withdraw the filming crew and make camp, Mr. Bedum,” I instructed.1

“Yes, Director,” he said.0

“You did really well today. Since this is our second time filming, it’s better than the first time. Ah! Would you like honey for your reward?” I asked.0

“Ye… I mean… I’m… okay,” Bedum answered.0

“Do you want honey? Just imagine the honey drizzling down! The sweet and sticky honey dripping down! I bought some really delicious honey,” I told him.0

“I-I’m okay. More… importantly, what would you like to eat, Director?” Bedum asked.0

“I don’t remember what I bought. Ah, and about that shield, I mean, reflector, get rid of it. It’s blinding me,” I said.0

“Ah! I’m sorry,” Bedum said.0

Bedum quickly got rid of the shield that we had been using as a reflector. I was sure he thought that he was moving fast, but in my point of view, he was moving slowly, which bothered me.0

“...”0

‘He’s nice, but he’s… kind of dumb.’0

I couldn’t describe it, but his stupidity was different from Deok-Gu’s. 0

Our pig was pretty quick-witted, but Bedum's stupidity was a different kind of stupidity. 0

This werebear, who liked honey, was dull. Whenever he was told to do something, he would do it well, but he was kind of slow at it. The way he talked was most annoying to me. I had spent 60,000 coins to recruit him, but…0

‘No, he’ll improve if I keep...0