You Look Like a Man, Member – 4

    You Look Like a Man, Member – 4

    Saturday. I’m lying in bed.

    Garam: Inho Boss, then I’ll be in front of the center at 9:30 tomorrow.

    Garam’s KakaoTalk message that just arrived.

    I can’t help but smile like a proud father. I want to take care of Garam.

    -Tring tring

    While looking at my phone, the ringtone goes off.

    It’s Ho-cheol.

    “Hey, Ho-cheol.”

    [Yes, sir. You asked me to call?]

    “Yeah, how was your vacation?”

    [Oh, thanks to you, I had a good rest for the first time in a while. Thank you so much for the allowance too.]

    “It’s nothing. You’re working hard, so I should at least do this much.”

    I can hear a sound of emotion from the other side of the phone.

    How badly did I treat him before? It’s not my doing, but I feel a sense of responsibility.

    “Sorry for calling you on your day off. I have a favor to ask, I was wondering if you could take care of something on Monday.”

    [Oh, no, it’s okay. What do you need?]

    I told Ho-cheol what I needed.

    I listed the items and connections I needed to him, and after a while, Ho-cheol asked me back.

    [Sir, are you thinking of starting an entertainment agency?]

    “It’s nothing like that. I just need someone.”

    [Well, I’ll look around.]

    “Okay, please. Have a good rest on your day off.”

    [Yes, sir, you too.]

    Leaving Ho-cheol’s bright voice behind, I raise my hands in victory and lie down on the bed.

    “Oof.”

    The soft touch of the blanket feels good.

    I turn on my phone while lying down and go to Oceania TV.

    “I said I wouldn’t watch Broadcasting Jockeys anymore…”

    Despite my resolution, I have to watch the broadcasts.

    Why? To get Garam to broadcast.

    I think broadcasting is the most suitable side income that she can do without leaving the center.

    So, I need to understand the environment of Oceania TV.

    Because this is the platform where she will be broadcasting.

    First, I check out talk shows. I go around to various channels, regardless of gender.

    Next, I check out Broadcasting Jockeys. I go around to the top Broadcasting Jockeys that are favorited.

    There were Broadcasting Jockeys who recognized me and greeted me from time to time, but I didn’t respond and just lurked, so they soon lost interest.

    I choose broadcasts that seem mild for each category.

    It’s internet broadcasting that I’m familiar with, but Garam doesn’t seem to be used to this kind of thing, so it’s impossible to give her examples of spicy broadcasts.

    I’m planning to go in a different direction from Broadcasting Jockeys for Garam’s broadcast.

    Wouldn’t it be a broadcast that delivers more useful information?

    Once, a very handsome man did a broadcast where he just studied without saying a word, and it was a huge hit.

    I’m going to go in a similar direction.

    A woman with a great body, silently pumping iron in the gym.

    It’s a great subject.

    The fact that this kind of broadcast hasn’t appeared in this world yet also helped me make a decision.

    Garam’s physique is already sufficient – how many women can squat with 200kg on their backs? – so I’m going to fill in the external parts.

    It’s not that Garam is ugly, but if you ask if she’s very pretty, that’s not true either.

    I’m sorry to say this to her, but unless you have a lot of entertainment talent, you have to be pretty to do internet broadcasting.

    Her faded dyed hair is detracting from her charm, so if I get her hair done at the salon, that part will be resolved to some extent.

    She’s also wearing stretched-out tracksuits, so I wonder if it would be better to change to tight-fitting tights.

    First of all, this is an important part of her will, so I’ll postpone forcing her.

    I’m going to explain the general plan to her tomorrow while going to the salon.

    No matter how much I rack my brains and make a plan, I don’t know how she’ll accept it.

    I should think about a more detailed plan after she accepts it.

    She’s not the type to be outgoing, so I think she’ll refuse…

    I’m a little worried.

    “I’ll do it.”

    Contrary to my worries, she answered immediately.

    After picking her up in front of the center and going to the salon, I brought up the story about personal broadcasting, and she reacted more actively than expected.

    “I haven’t even told you everything yet?”

    Give me back my worries from yesterday. At least pretend to think about it.

    “Now is not the time to be picky. And with Inho Boss’s eye, I’m sure it will be profitable.”

    “No, I don’t know much about internet broadcasting either. I just gave you an idea.”

    “Anyway. It’s better to do something than nothing.”

    “Yes, since you said you’ll do it. Let’s talk about the broadcast concept and stuff when we get back to the center.”

    “Yes.”

    I went to a salon that was quite large, but to tell the truth, I went to one of the salons in my building.

    Among the many buildings I own, there were three salons, and I carefully selected one while looking at reviews and such.

    I made a reservation in advance, so I assigned the most famous designer in the salon to Garam.

    I told Garam about the style.

    While Garam was getting her hair cut, I also got mine cut.

    My shaggy hair is very uncomfortable when I exercise.

    “What style would you like?”

    “Please do a down perm on the sides, and since my hair is a bit spiky, please perm the top strongly. The parting direction is this way, but I think it would be good to show my forehead.”

    I remember that he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn’t expect a big 40-year-old man to ask in detail.

    After 3 hours of endurance (Garam’s standard), we met again at the counter, looking neat.

    “Oh, Garam. You look good?”

    The messy dye that was left at the end was cut off, and she had a medium-length bob with wavy curls.

    It’s just the right length to tie up when exercising.

    The overall impression has changed to be very refreshing and energetic.

    Expensive designers are different after all.

    “B, Boss… you look good too.”

    She turned her gaze elsewhere and spoke haltingly.

    “What’s the point of just having a good hairstyle? I need to lose weight.”

    I paid at the counter and said as we went down the elevator that the designer teacher had personally held for us.

    “But you’ve lost a lot already. You’ve already lost almost 8kg.”

    As she said, I can see that I’ve lost a lot. But it’s not enough.

    In my standards, I’ve lost a lot of weight, but to others, I’m still fat.

    “If I lose 15kg more from here, I think I’ll look good.”

    As I stroked my chin with my hand, Garam next to me nodded.

    “I’m sure you can lose it. But you look really cool now.”

    Is it because she has changed to a cheerful image? Her encouragement gives me more strength today.

    I held out my palm to her.

    “?”

    Garam gestured as if asking what this was.

    “It’s a new beginning, so let’s high-five to show our fighting spirit.”

    At my words, she shyly bumped hands with me.

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