episode_0032

The 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup was held.

The only FIFA World Cup to be hosted by two countries, for the first and last time.

Honestly, I wasn’t that interested since I already knew the outcome.

I was thinking about buying stocks, but the stocks that benefited from the World Cup were already reflected in advance, so they rose sharply starting in February, and now in June, they have skyrocketed compared to the fair value and are gradually falling.

The World Cup was held in Korea and Japan and attracted a lot of attention, but at first, there were people who did not have high expectations.

However, after winning against Poland and drawing with the United States in their first match of the group stage, they were at 1 win and 1 draw, but then they beat Portugal and rose to first place in the group with 2 wins and 1 draw.

As they advanced to the round of 16 for the first time ever, the atmosphere started to get very heated.

Everyone started wearing red T-shirts and cheering, to the point where there weren’t any kids in school who weren’t wearing red.

Even Shin Yuri, who suffers from princess syndrome and insists on wearing only one-piece dresses, wore a red cheerleading uniform, which says it all.

Even my father, who is not very mature, threw a tantrum at my mother and insisted that we go out to cheer wearing a red t-shirt.

However, if you take 6-year-old Ye-eun to a crowded place, it is obvious that she will get pushed by the crowd and get hurt, so there were times when she would get hit on the back by her mother a few times before she became quiet.

In fact, my dad was the only one in my family who was interested in the World Cup.

However, since the entire nation was interested, my mother and younger sibling followed along out of curiosity.

I wasn’t interested either, but since my whole family was interested in watching soccer, I had no choice but to watch it with them.

After beating Italy in the round of 16 and even Spain in the quarterfinals on penalties, people were even more excited and hopeful that they could really win the championship.

However, they lost to Germany in the semifinals and Turkey in the 3rd and 4th place match, confirming their 4th place.

So the World Cup is over and after much thought, I’m finally going to put into practice the ten-year dissatisfaction policy of Gunjabogu.

***

“Sister. I told you this idea is very important, right?”

“No. Isn’t it just going to end if you hit the back of the head and win?”

“That requires detailed strategy. Also, if there are a lot of friends, you have to run away.”

“Heh heh, what the heck, you want to run away before we even start?”

“No. So when you’re alone in a dark place, you have to hit the back of the head, so I’m thinking about what to do.”

“Did you say that after that? What do you know about him?”

“There isn’t any?”

“Then you need to find out first before you can devise a detailed strategy or do anything.”

As expected, the wise teacher Lee Geung-jeong knows that if you keep at it, you will never be defeated.

I was so desperate for revenge that I didn’t think about it. That’s how the information war began.

Actually, the plan was to train hard for two years and then do it when the weight difference became smaller.

But every time I thought about Park Si-hoo, the back of my head would tingle, so I started to make a cool-headed judgment with the thought of wanting to quickly hit him in the back of the head and then hit him in the front to end it.

Currently, I’m 125cm tall, and Park Si-hoo’s height is roughly 135cm. There’s about a 10cm difference between us.

So, when I looked into the average height difference between 3rd and 5th graders in elementary school, it was over 10cm, not less.

So I scientifically explored the mysteries of the human body.

We looked at the differences between the average physical abilities of 1st graders and 3rd graders, and the differences between the average physical abilities of 3rd graders and 5th graders.

I realized that the difference in physical ability between first and third graders was relatively small.

Although I would be able to increase my strength and skills to a greater extent than other kids when I became a third grader, I thought that since Park Si-hoo’s body would definitely improve compared to now, there wouldn’t be much difference between now and two years later.

In fact, after training hard for about 4 months, it is enough to beat Park Si-woo alone.

However, because there is no business in Dagurien and there is a risk of having to start by getting hit in the back of the head first, a detailed strategy is needed.

In order to develop a detailed strategy, you need to know information, but where to get the information was the problem.

Is this what they say when there is a mountain beyond a mountain?

In times like these, you need connections.

After coming home from exercise, I went to the house next door to find the only third-year student I knew.

-Ding dong

“Yes. Who are you?”

“Auntie. This is Jaehoon. Is Minji here?”

“Oh my. Jaehoon, is this your first time coming here? Why is Minji here? She’s in her room?”

“I have a question. Can I come in?”

“Haha. My house is a bit messy, but it’s originally clean, so don’t misunderstand? ”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

When I entered the house, what was this?

It wasn’t terribly dirty, but it didn’t feel terribly clean either. It was very ambiguous.

“But why Minji? Are you interested in your older sister? Your aunt welcomes you?”

“Haha. No. I just wanted to ask you something.”

My aunt suddenly started saying things that didn’t make sense.

“I’ll call Minji. Just sit on the sofa for a moment.”

“Yes.”

I sat on the living room sofa and waited for Minji. After a while, Minji came out.

“What do you want to ask?”

“Do you know Park Si-hoo, noona?”

“You know? We went to the same kindergarten. Why?”

“I’m just curious, but can you tell me something about Park Si-hoo?”

“Um, you always hang out with guys and change girlfriends often?”

“It’s the same as Minjun?”

“No, sometimes he gets in trouble for hitting kids in the hallway.”

“And what else is there?”

It seems that my sharp swing didn’t just hit the back of my head; I have bad hand habits.

“Well, nothing in particular? But why is that?”

“No, I just need to know something! Oh! Right, do you know which class Park Si-hoo is in?”

“Is it half day? Did you get hit by him?”

“No, that’s not it. I’m just curious. So, among your friends, is there anyone in the same class as Park Si-hoo?”

“There is one, but why?”

“Excuse me, can you introduce me to someone?”

“Okay, I got it. I’ll tell you and let you know.”

“Thank you, sis.”

Today’s harvest was that Park Si-hoo is hanging out with his friends and that the young guy is already very attracted to women.

I said hello to Minji and the aunt next door, then returned home and fell into thought.

***

I woke up in the morning with my eyes wide open, feeling revenge approaching.

Just in case, it would be polite for a son to give his mother time to prepare herself in advance.

I finished getting ready for school and left the room.

“Mom.”

“Huh, son? Your expression is serious?”

“No, that’s not it. The back of my head is starting to feel itchy?”

“Didn’t you wash your hair?”

“No, I closed it. Anyway, I think it’s about time I got hit in the back of the head.”

“Aren’t you really starting to resemble your dad?”

“No, that’s not it. Anyway, if I get a call from school saying that I hit someone, I didn’t hit them too hard, I just hit them on the back of the head first, so don’t worry, okay? ”

“…..”

My mom suddenly looked at me with salty eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Son, please don’t take after your father.”

Mom’s expression was more serious and desperate than ever.

“Mom, before, a kid from class 3 tried to hit me from behind, but I dodged it, right? I have a feeling that there’s a radar on the back of my head.”

“…..”

“No, I’m telling you, I’m really going to get hit in the back of the head?”

“…..”

“I’m telling you, it’s true! Anyway, I’ll go to school, so don’t worry if you call!”

“…..”

I had no choice but to give up on my mother’s persuasion and leave the house, leaving her earnest eyes behind.

As I walked while doing image training for the fight with Park Si-hoo, when I came to my senses, I had already arrived at school and the class door was open.

I was thinking that these might be the side effects of the image training that my father talked about.

Thanks to my endless efforts, the children I had become close with greeted me, and I greeted them and sat down.

As I worked hard on my image training, lunch time came quickly and I quickly ate and headed to the third-grade classroom to spy on Park Si-hoo.

Some people looked at me, perhaps because I was a child or because my face was starting to water, but I stood in the hallway in front of Class 3, looking outside, trying to look as natural as possible.

Park Si-hoo will definitely not be in the class and will go out, so I can just stand there like this and tail him.

After about 5 minutes, Park Si-hoo didn’t show up, but Min-ji showed up.

“Jaehoon, why did you come here?”

“Do you have something to do?”

“What? Ah! Wait a minute.”

Minji, who heard what I said, went into class 3 and tried to introduce me to the friend I mentioned yesterday.

After a while, Minji came out holding the hand of a pretty girl who was a little younger than Ye-eun.

“Okay my friend. You have to be new.”

“Hello.”

“Hello. This is Seo Jae-hoon.”

But since she’s older than me, I spoke to her politely out of courtesy, and Sae-ah blushed.

But for some reason, something felt strange.

“Sister. This isn’t something we should talk about here, so can we go somewhere less crowded and talk?”

“Huh? As soon as we met?”

At that moment, I was at a loss as to what to say to the person who made me think that it was a blind date.

-puck

I felt a familiar taste on the back of my head.

Could this have been a side effect of image training?

Without realizing it, I turned around and swung my fist with all my might.

Park Si-hoo is lying on the floor, holding his nose, when he swings his sword to see if it went in properly.

Since I’ve always felt that lying down during a fight is an appeal to be kicked, I kicked the outer thigh as it was.

“Ahhh.”

The wise teacher Lee Geung-jeong said that hitting the thigh is not a big problem, but it is an area that causes a lot of pain.

I wanted to hit Park Si-hoo again when I saw him holding his leg, but the teacher appeared because Park Si-hoo’s scream was loud.

I was immediately caught by the teacher and dragged to the principal’s office.

My ten years of dissatisfaction with the gentleman’s office ended like this. It was truly a moment of regret for my three years that were truly absurd, unmoving, and disappointing.

Revenge was truly so futile.