Mama Fairy and the Woodcutter (계룡선녀전)

It's called "Fairy Cafe".

There's something weird about this place.

You were an old lady though.

It's weird though. An old lady became a young woman.

Jeom Soon!

How do you know Jeom Soon's name?

Yesterday, how did you reach the pond?

I may have...

found your father.

My father?

Didn't two men appear at the waterfall though?

The woman who brewed me this coffee...

looks like an old granny, a young woman, and a fairy.

What am I to make of that?

Can you come here again at the hour of the dog?

I wish to ask you something.

Have you seen it before?

No.

I'm sorry, but it's my first time seeing it.

I'm not sure whom you're mistaken me for,

but I'm not the one you're looking for.

Let me ask you a question too.

How did you do it?

I clearly saw you as a granny at first,

but ever since that pond,

I keep seeing you as a young woman.

How did you do it?

Ever since then?

Yes.

I know it doesn't make sense,

but your appearance changed before my eyes.

And earlier this morning,

I saw you in a strange outfit.

A butterfly-shaped accessory and a butterfly-patterned dress.

What exactly are you?

He isn't just a normal man.

He is one of us.

Have you put a spell on me or something?

Or is it simply my delusion?

You know what this is about.

Tell me who you are.

Do you...

really not remember anything?

I'm asking you.

Don't just think I'm crazy,

and please...

try to remember one more time.

What's wrong with this woman?

She's weird.

Is it strange...

for an immortal to love human?

Why?

It's immortals' duty to love and serve deities.

And the deities love...

human beings, whom they created.

It's natural for us, immortals,

to love and respect humans as well.

Is it a dream?

When did I fall asleep?

What? I'm late.

I can't believe I slept in.

Professor Jung is out of reach right now,

so let's cancel today's lecture.

I'm sorry. I slept in.

Are you okay?

I'm 10 minutes late.

Let's begin. Open your textbooks.

Professor Jung.

The buttons.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let's just take today off while we're at it.

The weather is good, so let's go out and play.

I don't want to study. - Let's go outside.

Let's play.

You mean it?

Tell me.

How much do you pay for this one-hour lecture?

Pardon? - You pay a huge amount of tuition,

so haven't you thought about it at all?

Are you sure you're here to study?

Some people are desperate to take such a lecture,

but they can't afford to pay for it. Aren't you ashamed of yourselves?

You get mad when your boyfriend is late by 10 minutes, right?

And you don't care when your professor is 10 minutes late?

Would you cancel your date and go back home...

just because your boyfriend is late?

Is anyone here to learn something?

Are you all here just to get your diploma?

Because there are the majority of you,

you oppress common sense with senselessness.

You believe in what you hear...

without verifying its facticity.

Natural scientists neglect on basic studies...

which eventually leads to pseudo science.

Without realizing ignorance is ignorance all your lives,

you get blinded by unscientific matters.

Will you be satisfied with such a life?

Are you here to live like that?

Why would you yell at me?

Maybe he got dumped by a woman and is venting his anger out on us.

He's just like someone I know.

Immortals serve deities in nature.

They go with the flow of universe,

connect the deities with humans,

and make harmony between materials and non-materials.

What are you doing?

Can't you see?

I'm watering the rice-field.

Mr. Park isn't around.

If you need some help,

use this guy here instead of Mr. Park.

They are the same Parks.

Right, make use of him.

No, I'm another Park from Miryang.

Never mind.

They sometimes live in the fairy realm...

and sometimes in this realm around people.

They have no greed for fortunes.

They're relatively free from money, authority, and reputation.

Instead of illusion shown in the visible world,

they see through the truth inside.

They live around people without anyone knowing.

Some of them aren't aware about their true identities...

as they exist in this realm.

My mother must've left this behind when she visited here last time.

Is it that stretchy?

Never in my life have my legs looked this long.

Look.

Look how much room I have.

Ms. Fairy is so cute.

Should I choose this shirt for my OOTD?

Jung Min said, girls these days can stand ugly faces,

but they hate those with a horrible fashion sense.

I don't know what I should wear to look cool though.

What do you think?

Should I wear a black suit like you?

This shirt, it is, for today.

What business do you have for a quack like me?

What are you talking about?

You're like Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, and Alfred Adler.

Professor Jung, shut it.

What are you calling me for?

I'm in your office. - You think it's your office now?

Is it a share house or what?

You loaf around in my office more than I do.

Don't be like that and come here quickly.

Wait there. - While I do,

can I check my mailbox with your tablet computer?

As if you always asked for my permission.

Go ahead and use it.

Okay.

The young master's heart was racing like trout in season.

It was delivered to the slave's forefinger.

The dried corvina tied up with weaved straw...

shook as if they were still alive.

His hand was trembling like it'd move in any moment.

And it met the slave's rough and dark hand for some time.

The young master got surprised and stepped backward.

"Your sweat smells hideous."

The deer must've shed a lot of tears.

Pardon?

I only ordered one Deer's Tears.

I'm sorry,

but could you take this to Professor Jung Yi Hyun?

Please.

Okay.

When did you arrive? Did you wait for long?

No. I lost track of time reading this.

"The Young Master's Secret Window".

You read that?

So did you suffer from insomnia last night?

What should I say about this?

It describes very realistically how the gap between...

forbidden affections and socially accepted norms affects a person.

It's a masterpiece of modern erotic writing.

As a brain scientist, I think highly of its value.

You would.

It seems ideal for readers...

whose lust for erotic escapades...

cannot be realized in life,

leading to inner bursts of exasperation.

I needed this. Thanks.

From the old lady from the coffee truck by the library to you.

Darn.

I'm so sorry.

Does she look like an old woman to you?

A very old woman.

Why did she put the coffee in that?

It's really bothering me.

I hate keeping...

someone else's belongings because it feels like I owe them.

You mean to say that flower...

seduced the bee you were getting it on with?

Is she telling the truth?

She says she was flirting with the bee first.

Don't, will you stop doing that?

You'll pull all her hair out.

The bee's just a loser...

that sucked you dry and left.

Why are you fighting each other?