episode_0003

“Director, I will change my position.”

“You finally came to your senses. Having someone like you as a utility player is a burden on the team. Where are you going to switch to? Perhaps a batting ball pitcher? If you change your position to a batting ball pitcher, you can make a living even when you grow old. Your pitch is clean and slow, making it the best batting ball.”

The director scolded me as usual, but I didn’t care. Laugh at me now. With Rossby’s experience and intuition, the director was no longer an important person to me.

“I’ll play second base.”

“Is that so? Too bad. But if you’re playing second base, your weird throw might come in handy to some extent. I’ll inform the defensive coach, so go.”

“Understood.”

As I said that and tried to leave the director’s office, the door opened, and a woman in her late twenties entered.

“Hello~.”

It was Director Lee Ki-cheol’s wife, a beauty who used to be a tennis player. News of their marriage had been covered as a celebrity wedding, and I remembered the director boasting about it at a drinking session. Her name was Park Hye-jin, right?

Lee Ki-cheol’s wife was quite beautiful. Although she was in her mid-thirties, her consistent self-care made her look like she was in her late twenties, and her figure, despite giving up exercise and gaining a little weight, was fundamentally solid.

Moreover, her chest, seemingly about to burst through the gray dress, captivated my gaze.

Sometimes she would come to cheer with drinks for the players, right? She would sometimes become the subject of light-hearted banter. This was the first time I had seen her up close.

Of course, Lee Ki-cheol, a former star turned coach, must have married such a beauty, right?

“Oh, hello? Who are you?”

“Hello. I’m Ji Maeng-ho.”

“Don’t worry about it. What’s going on here?”

“Oh, honey~. You said the refrigerator was coming today. But why are you here? Do I have to come all the way here?”

She approached the director, acting cute.

“What else? I have work to do. Do I have to worry about that too?”

“There are many kids here… Fine, then send one away.”

“All the kids are training… Oh. Maeng-ho, you go. You’d be useless even if you trained.”

My fist clenched involuntarily at the director’s words. Who does this bastard think he is, treating people like slaves?

“Hey, hey! Damn it. You said go! You said go!”

…Huh?

Unexpectedly, Rossby was very aggressive.

“Follow her. You can definitely score with that girl. Hurry up and follow her. A face like that can’t be resisted without sex. Hehehe. My scouting eye has never been wrong.”

Rossby always said that after the game, he would definitely have sex. Sometimes he called prostitutes, sometimes he caught female fans. The eye for the ball and the eye for women. Rossby always boasted that these two eyes were top-notch. Can he be trusted?

“…Understood.”

I didn’t say I was interested in what he said. After changing positions, I couldn’t afford to catch the director’s eye, so I had no choice but to go. Really.

“Huh? Did you say Maeng-ho? Ji Maeng-ho?”

She looked at me seductively. Puppy-like droopy eyes and tear marks under her big eyes. Maybe Rossby was right.

“Yes.”

“Okay then. Honey~. I’ll borrow him for a bit~”

She moved away from the director and grabbed my forearm.

“Oh my? Quite firm?”

“I’m an athlete.”

Even though I couldn’t participate in defensive training, all I could do was weights. So, I was confident in my body.

“Thank goodness. I was worried because the fridge is quite big, but this should be fine.”

Even during lunchtime on weekends, she came to take the disciple while her husband was working. This woman definitely didn’t seem completely sane.

“Hey. Move and come right away. Don’t dawdle. Oh. It’s better to get caught smoking than to be lazy.”

“No, I’ll come right away.”

Like that, I followed her as she moved to where her car was parked.

“Oh? The seatbelt isn’t working?”

“Really? Sometimes it doesn’t listen, so I’ll do it for you.”

“Nuna?” Despite being over ten years older, she referred to herself as “Nuna” and leaned towards me to fasten the seatbelt between her cardigan and gray dress, revealing a white neck and a strong perfume scent.

Normally, scents might be off-putting, but hers complemented her well, smelling pleasant.

Her ample chest touched mine as she struggled to fasten the seatbelt successfully.

“Oh, it’s not easy to do this from the passenger seat.”

“Oh… yes.”

“Ah… Look at that. She’s seducing you right now.”

Is that true? Until now, I had my doubts, but Rossby’s words felt oddly accurate. Still, something like that wouldn’t happen to me, right?

“Then let’s go.”

The drive to her house felt incredibly short, perhaps due to her sweet fragrance filling the car.

“It only took 5 minutes.”

“She found a place nearby because he sleeps a lot. Hoho.”

Wow, it really was short. It was only a 5-minute drive from school to the supervisor’s house. Subtracting parking time, maybe around 3 minutes? If I ran, I could reach the school in under 10 minutes. It could have been even shorter.

“He said Mangho. Come in.”

“Alright, excuse me.”

Upon entering the house, I noticed a mini-fridge that looked like it belonged in a motel near the door. I had expected a full-sized fridge, so I was relieved to see a mini-fridge instead.

If it were a full-sized fridge, would movers have come to help? I was lucky.

“Sorry, student Mangho. Originally, he was supposed to do it, but he happened to go to work today. So, I’ll ask for your help.”

“Yes, of course.”

“Then I’ll need your help all the way to the bedroom~.”

I approached the mini-fridge, intending to lift it.

“Ugh.”

“Oh? Are you okay?”

“It’s heavier than I thought.”

Thinking it was around 10kg, I tried to lift it lightly, but it seemed much heavier—maybe at least 30kg?

“Sorry, Miss.”

“Don’t call me ‘Miss.’ Call me ‘Nuna’ when we’re alone. Nu…na.”

“Oh, okay. Nuna, could I help you carry it? I’m sorry.”

“No, no. Mangho came to help. Of course, you can help. Even now, Nuna used to exercise a bit in her heyday.”

She flexed her arm. While not muscular, it looked somewhat cute.

“Wait, I don’t want my cardigan to get dirty, so let me take it off first.”

She hung her cardigan on a hanger, revealing her gray dress with thin straps.

“Look at that figure. Hehe.”

Most of Rossby’s words were nonsense, but this time, I couldn’t help but agree.

“Are you ready?”

“Uh… no, I’m not.”

She reached down near the fridge, and I mirrored her actions on the opposite side. As our eyes met, I felt a bit embarrassed and looked away.

But that was my mistake. Her arms gathering her chest while lifting the fridge made me even more embarrassed. I decided to keep my gaze down to avoid showing my blushing face.

“Ready to lift? One, two, three. Heave-ho.”

“Ugh.”

Lifting the fridge together was much easier than before.

“Hehe. It’s heavy, so quickly, quickly.”

“Where should I go?”

“To the side, to the side. The door at the back is open, so just go straight in.”

I followed her instructions and took a step.

“So, should I put it down here?”

“Yes. Hah, one, two. Ugh. Oh my, I thought my back was going to give out.”

She was trying to look young, but the words she uttered made her sound like an old lady, which made me chuckle slightly.

“Huh? Maeng-ho. Why are you laughing?”

“Oh, no reason. Just had a funny thought all of a sudden.”

“Really? Ah, I thought my back was giving out. I almost blamed you for life if I had lifted this alone.”

“What? Why?”

“Why, men’s backs are their lives, you know. If something went wrong, it could have been serious. Oh, does Maeng-ho still not know? Hahaha.”

“I’ll tell that damn woman quickly! It’s not a back that goes out that easily!”

Ignoring Rosby’s words lightly, I responded to her.

“Hey, just because I lifted that doesn’t mean my back will give out. I exercise regularly. My back is strong.”

“Oh~ Maeng-ho. Are you confident?”

“Since the back is important even when swinging.”

“Oho. The girlfriends must love it. You have a handsome face. Ehehe, but maybe because I’ve stopped exercising for a while, my back hurts.”

Saying that, she flopped onto the bed. I hadn’t realized until now, but this was her bedroom?

“Maeng-ho, can you do a little massage for me?”

“Oh, just a simple sports massage?”

“Well, could you massage my back for a moment? It feels like my back is out.”

“Look at that. Bastard. Wasn’t I right?”

Rosby’s words were correct. If I couldn’t catch on even at this point, I’d be an idiot or a fool. If that’s the case…?

Among the seniors, there was one good-looking senior who often bought drinks and snacks for the ladies. Could it have been the same back then?

“Damn. It seems likely.”

But since I hadn’t clearly expressed my intentions yet, I needed to be careful. I can’t afford to be accused before becoming a pro.

“Maeng-ho?”

At her urging, I cautiously climbed onto the bed and positioned myself near her back. I fixed her thighs with my knees and gently placed my hand on her back.

“A bit lower than that. More, more, more.”

Following her words, I applied a bit more pressure as I moved my fingers downward. And my hand stopped between her buttocks and waist. Since she didn’t say anything, I applied pressure with my fingers to stimulate that area.

“Yes, there. A bit more. Ugh.”

“Is the pressure okay?”

“Mm, just right. Can you move up from there?”

Following her request, I continued massaging upwards from that spot. Though her body had a bit of flesh, pressing firmly revealed the muscles underneath. As I moved up, my hand reached where her bra was.

“Ah.”

She didn’t tell me to stop even when touching her side and the bra strap. Should I be more proactive?

While this could be seen as implicit consent, I decided to proceed with caution. Moving my hands back down, I massaged again. This time, a bit lower than the initial position, towards her buttocks and thighs.

“Ugh. Be gentler there.”

Listening to her peculiar voice, I massaged her plump buttocks. Although I was touching over her dress, the soft sensation lingered on my hands.

“Shall I move up a bit now?”

This time, as I raised my hand and slightly bent my body, my stiff rod touched her buttocks due to how I was holding her thigh with my knee.

“You damn perverted monkey! Share the sensation! Hurry up!”

“Just shut up and stay still.”

“Alright, hurry up.”

If you don’t do it, will you go crazy? I shared my loss and senses as a condition to keep my mouth shut because I wanted to focus. Since I had enough experience practicing swings, the sense sharing was successful. As Rosby became quiet, I felt her body even better.

“Huh? Maengho?”

When my hardened dick touched her buttocks, she called me.

“Yes? Sister?”

What’s this? Could it be that I was thinking wrong?

“Do you want to come up a little more? No, not just raise your hand, overall. Yes, try using your whole body like that.”

I wasn’t thinking wrong.