Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 302

What does it mean to be “alluring”?

Of course, there’s a dictionary definition that lays it out neatly.

But interpretation varies from person to person.

Chisako defined “alluring” as “playfully seductive.”

“But the key is to show the playful side first!”

So what did she need to do that?

Why, of course—

“A love lunchbox!”

That was Operation No. 1:

“Capture the heart—and stomach—of your beloved with a homemade lunch!”

Granted, there was one small issue: the beloved’s stomach was nearly infinite in capacity.

But she’d already anticipated that, which is why she started cooking at 2 a.m.

And what she made was a 12-tier lunchbox.

“Even though it’s the first day of filming, I don’t have to be there... But I’ll still jump in—bam!—to support him on the side.”

How adorable.

And if it’s packed with stamina-boosting foods?

Then just a little glimpse of her sly, flirty side on top?

“Heh... then Donghu oppa won’t be able to see me as just the girl-next-door anymore.”

Getting close lately had been nice.

But when it came to romantic relationships, getting too close platonically was a risk.

Especially since she wasn’t the same age, or older, but younger.

The age gap wasn’t that big, thankfully.

But still—being treated like a little sister forever? No thank you.

“The key is changing the dynamic!”

From Oppa–Friendly Little Sister...

To Oppa–Romantic Interest.

That was the ultimate goal of this entire operation.

And once that relationship shifted?

Then it was game on.

“Ehehe.”

After that, it’d be time to launch a full physical assault.

No hesitation—the day the relationship changes,

She’d secretly wait in his room, wearing the lingerie she prepared.

“Then game over. Commence marriage.”

Muttering a once-popular catchphrase from a neighboring country,

Chisako headed straight for the filming set.

It was clear Warner Bros. was all-in on Murcielago’s success.

“Wow... Hollywood scale!”

The set was massive beyond belief.

They’d built an entire street replica.

And dozens of interior sets made it crystal clear: this was Hollywood.

And at the center of it all—

“Donghu Kim! So! So perfect!”

—stood Kim Donghu.

***

Gotham is a grim city.

A place with no hope.

At night, petty crimes happened like clockwork.

And the serious ones crept through the cracks, waiting for the right moment to pounce.

Law enforcement?

Already rotting in the shadows of night.

That’s the kind of city it was.

“That’s why order is needed.”

A little extreme, a little twisted—

But all the more effective because of it.

Step. Step.

A dark alley.

“Hahaha! What’s this guy? Is he scared? Are you scared, huh?!”

“Look straight at the camera! You might sell for a decent price!”

“This is gonna be a great video! A real hit!”

Their disgusting voices grated against the ears.

Streetlights flickered out. The windows were shattered.

Through one of them, someone was struggling desperately.

Surrounded by a group of human garbage.

Judgment would be simple.

Just raise the gun—

And aim at their knees—

Bang!

“AAAAAAARGH!”

A single scream sparked chaos among the rest.

The muzzle flashed again without a moment’s hesitation.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

No one was killed.

They had to remain as witnesses.

So that if they ever tried this again—

Or if someone else ever tried—

There’d be proof that walking away intact... wasn’t possible.

They themselves would become the warning.

“What the fuck are you?!”

The gap closed quickly, to protect the victim.

The bullets were all spent.

No time to reload. Not in this situation.

Whirl.

He spun the gun, switching his grip.

Now it was a tonfa.

There were still plenty of them.

But it didn’t matter.

“You crazy bastard! Kill him! Kill this fucker!”

They were already terrified.

And he wasn’t hesitating.

Ratatatatatat!

The scurrying of panicked rats—disgusting as always.

Sickening. Vile.

He struck the first one, straight into the ribs—

Crunch!

“GUAAAAAAGH!”

The red-hot barrel was driven into the side.

Bones shattered.

Maybe now they’d feel the pain they once inflicted on others so casually.

Maybe now they’d realize how unbearable that pain really was.

The thought alone was—

–The bloodline of the Queen family ended when an Asian was orphaned.

Disgusting.

“Please—shit, I’m sorry! I said I’m sorry!”

“Why—why are you doing this?!”

“You want money? I got it, just now! That guy’s got it! He has it!”

“It’s the drugs, right? I told you I couldn’t get them anymore!”

"Hehe, of course! I made it spe-cial-ly for you, oppa!"

I was genuinely moved.

To be honest, the food Hollywood provided always felt like...

It smelled vaguely like gochujang... but not quite.

It never really satisfied that deep Korean soul hunger.

This was the same place where I once ordered japchae and got aglio e olio noodles made from glass noodles.

And now—this?!

A 12-tier lunchbox packed with perfectly authentic Korean food?

It was basically irresistible.

"Can I eat it right now?"

"Absolutely! You have to eat it now while it’s at peak flavor!"

Giving me a gift like this—

I honestly wondered how I could ever repay her.

Chomp. Chomp.

I devoured the 12-tier lunchbox.

***

How is Murcielago’s astronomical budget even possible?

Even if Tarzan proved itself a hit—

How did they convince investors to back an “Asian Batman”?

There were countless theories floating around.

And one random comment ended up accidentally hitting the nail on the head:

[All the sponsors just latched onto Kim Donghu, plain and simple.]

– Easy explanation

– Plus, isn’t he a chaebol? Not sponsoring him would be a loss

– And even brands who didn’t get him the first time are lining up again

In short—

It was all thanks to Kim Donghu’s brand power.

Of course, that post was quickly drowned in downvotes and buried under replies calling it nonsense.

After all, corporations aren’t stupid.

There’s no way they’d invest this heavily just because of one actor’s popularity... right?

Except—

"Director, we keep getting more and more car offers. What should we do?"

"We do need several luxury sports cars... but I didn’t expect this many offers..."

Turns out, the corporations weren’t stupid at all.

They saw Kim Donghu’s brand power and went all-in.

Especially for the party scenes showing Jin Queen’s wild, decadent lifestyle.

Originally, they’d planned to make it look expensive with some clever sets and CG.

But thanks to the overwhelming wave of sponsorships, they didn’t even need the CG anymore.

In fact—

"So for the car Jin Queen drives... which brand should we pick?"

"...That’s the problem. Too many options."

Every tiny detail was now drowning in sponsorships.

Even the title “the car Batman drives”

was enough to drive brands into a frenzy.

Even Director Cristo was overwhelmed—this was his first time facing this situation.

And all these micro-complications kept pushing the filming schedule further and further.

Of course, none of that mattered to one person—

The only person who loved that filming was being delayed:

“Alright, Operation Lunchbox has made good progress... So now, the next step...”

The moment was fast approaching—

Catwoman’s first meeting with Batman.

A moment she had prepared for in great detail—

“...Time to unveil my insane sex appeal in the black suit.”

Usami Chisako.