episode_0104
by fnovelpia***
The YouTube channel is running again, and the center has also reopened.
As the center reopened, the number of members also increased, perhaps due to the effect of the extensive publicity.
The center’s finances, which were previously covered by simple memberships and PT tuition, are also being supplemented through other methods that my father taught me.
Although it is not a huge profit, sales of one-day tickets and other items are quite significant.
The center was promoted quite a bit through broadcasts and YouTube, and there were viewers who came to know the location of the center.
Some people came because they really wanted to exercise together, but there were many more who came out of simple curiosity, so the center was a little noisy.
When I discussed this issue, my father moved the desk a little further in and taught me how to collect money from viewers who came to see me by selling one-day tickets.
At first, I was worried that it would look like I was getting too rich, but when I posted a video explaining the situation on YouTube, there was a lot of support.
I have been in charge of managing the YouTube channel for some time now, and the comment section is managed very well and an atmosphere where harsh words are not created has been created, so there was no difficulty in managing it.
This is all thanks to my dad.
There was this change. But these aren’t the changes I care about these days.
Something is strange these days.
My dad smiles warmly at me and helps me run the center well.
Obviously, the center is doing well, and my bank account, which was full of minuses, has also been converted to pluses, but I can’t help but laugh.
My dad seems to be avoiding me these days.
I’m not sure, but it feels that way.
I also do my morning exercise separately because I am busy with work.
Exercise that used to take more than 2 hours in the evening is now just 1 hour. Excluding cardio, exercise time with me is less than 30 minutes.
Even that is not done every day. About 3 days a week.
He says he is busy with work.
I know it’s not.
I have some knowledge of my father’s work.
There are less than 4 really busy days in a month.
Uncle Hocheol takes care of the rest of the minor tasks. I know it.
Dad is lying to me.
why? Why are you lying all of a sudden?
When did you start avoiding me?
Even if I close my eyes, rest my chin, and think deeply, I can’t remember when it started.
Maybe it’s because my dad moved away from me so slowly that I couldn’t even feel it…
When I open my eyes, I feel like my blood is draining from the psychological distance that has widened.
He definitely supports me, says kind words, and comforts me when I’m having a hard time.
I don’t feel any warmth in those words.
It seems like a mechanical, preset line of lines.
Am I sick of it?
I may have offended you without even realizing it.
If I knew what I did wrong, I would immediately get down on my knees and ask for forgiveness.
I feel like I’m going crazy as he walks away without saying a word.
My heart aches, and tears well up for no reason.
Surely you don’t want to leave? I even said that I would die if I did that.
Probably not. It shouldn’t be.
***
“Thank you for your hard work.”
PT classes for newly registered members have ended.
This is the last class of the day.
I see the door to the center.
The front of the center, which was brightly lit, was empty.
“You’re not coming today either.”
Since you came the day before yesterday, I thought you would come today.
If you call me… no, what if you don’t like me for bothering you?
Should I ask Mr. Hocheol?
Or… that’s the only way…
-Weeeeing
While looking for a mop to clean the center, I hear the sound of an automatic door opening.
When I turned around to see if it was my father, there was an unfamiliar but familiar woman standing there.
“The center is currently closing… What brought you here?”
There is no one like that among the members, so I think he must be a new person who came to register.
“……”
A woman wearing a hood walks toward me with long strides.
“Lone trainer?”
A pretty sound coming from a pretty mouth.
And my broadcast ID that I haven’t heard in a long time.
I thought he was a viewer who came to see me, but looking at his eyes, it didn’t seem like he was.
I don’t know why, but there is resentment and hostility in her eyes.
“Yes, what brought you here? It’s difficult to exercise because the center is closed, and if you want to register as a member, I can help you…”
“I don’t know?”
When she grabs the hood and pulls it back, the woman’s entire face, which was hidden by the clothes, is revealed.
A stylish cat statue.
Although somewhat damaged, the skin was in order.
It’s finally dawning on me, to the point where I’m wondering why I didn’t notice it at first.
“You’re Hana, right?”
She nods at my question.
I was a little upset by his confident and courageous attitude.
“Why did you come all the way here?”
“Don’t be sarcastic.”
“……”
“……”
“So, what is your business? You probably didn’t come here just to see the face.”
“Ha… I didn’t want to do this either.”
She scratched her head and averted her gaze.
“Kang In-ho, are you still attending the center here?”
After hesitating for a while, the words that came out of her mouth made me believe my ears.
“…Yes?”
“You know everything to some extent, so don’t think about hiding it. Kang In-ho, he works at the center here. Right?”
“……”
“I saw that you didn’t say anything. I guess that’s right.”
“So?”
“I’m blocked right now so I have no way to contact you. Even if you wait near the house, it’s not easy to meet them. It looks like you’re working out hard, so I thought I’d meet you if I waited here.”
“What does being blocked have to do with this?”
“I think I should meet you.”
What is this woman talking about?
“What nonsense is that? The two of you…”
I’m so shocked that I can’t speak.
“That’s right. It ended badly. But what is that?”
“What does that mean? Fuck me, ah… make the boss a bad person and criticize him. Are you going to do something like that and meet me shamelessly?”
“So? Who died just because I said that?”
what?
“…What will we do when we meet?”
“Well, I’d like to make some good suggestions.”
She gives me an artificial smile.
“Suggestions?”
“Something like that between a man and a woman… Oh, you don’t know?”
What is this fucking bitch talking about?
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