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    It was strange.

    There were no registered members yet, but something odd had been added to the management program that I still checked every day.

    An unheard-of [Joo Seong-hyeon’s Happy Dojang Growing] tab, and below that, the quest window I had seen was floating.

    What on earth is this?

    For a moment, I had the silly thought that maybe the homeless man from yesterday was actually a reclusive programming master and was playing a prank.

    ‘No way. I even set a password on the computer…’

    I soon realized that was impossible.

    Besides, intuitively, this… what should I say.

    I felt like it was ‘something alien’ that didn’t exist in reality.

    “…Am I still drunk?”

    But even so, I was a modern person full of common sense, so I couldn’t just accept this as it was.

    So, I rubbed my eyes a few times and immediately went to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water.

    The neighborhood dojang is rare in that it also has a shower room, and the bathroom is quite spacious and clean, which is an appealing point… That’s not the important thing.

    I wondered if something had really happened to me, so I washed my hair while washing my face, dried it, and returned to the office feeling refreshed.

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    “Head Instructor Joo Seong-hyeon’s fun and happy dojang growing! Let’s begin now!”

    “For the development of your dojang, you must first have members, right?”

    (!) [ Invite one ‘female’ for a trial membership ]

    ─Reward: ???

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    But the quest window was still flaunting its existence in front of my eyes.

    What is it, really? Was I hacked?

    I carefully grabbed the mouse. I closed the management program and reconnected, but.

    “It’s not disappearing.”

    It was still there.

    Logically speaking, it would be right to think that this happened due to some physical and realistic factor, whether it’s hacking or something else.

    But my whole body’s senses, my intuition, denied it.

    -Click

    I grabbed the mouse and clicked the center of the screen. It wasn’t that I wanted a particular reaction.

    I just clicked on the sentence without thinking, and a pop-up window appeared above it.

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    “This is Head Instructor Joo Seong-hyeon’s first quest!”

    “The deadline is 11:59 PM today. If the deadline passes, the ‘Joo Seong-hyeon’s Happy Dojang Growing’ quest system will end.”

    “The success rate of the tutorial trial invitation is 100%. Please challenge with confidence.”

    “When you complete all the tutorial quests, the formal system will begin along with a reward.”

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    “What is this saying.”

    No matter how I look at it, it’s a very elaborate prank by someone with nothing to do and a good brain.

    So, it’s right to just turn off the computer and rest for a bit before starting to clean up the dojang.

    It’s right to seriously consider what to do for a living in the future.

    ─Even while thinking that.

    “…….”

    I grabbed the promotional flyers placed on the desk as if possessed. As if my body was being controlled.

    And I left the office and headed outside wearing a dobok.

    The wind is cool, but the sunlight is warm, a sunny spring lunchtime.

    As I walked down the stairs, a question kept popping up in my head.

    ‘Is it right to be playing around with this kind of thing? Shouldn’t I be packing things up and giving up the dojang?’

    Am I mentally cornered?

    I helped a homeless man, something I wouldn’t normally do, drank with him, and woke up in the morning to be swayed by some strange prank program.

    I’m such an idiot.

    But.

    However.

    If.

    If something special that would only come out in comics, novels, or games, happened to me.

    Then.

    To greatly succeed with my ruined dojang…

    ‘Live while enjoying yourself.’

    ”Invite’ one ‘female’.’

    “…….”

    Wait a minute.

    Something’s a bit strange…?

    A strange imagination flashed through my head.

    It’s a novel, but somehow, instead of a modern chaebol story, it’s like an R-rated adult one…

    “Oh, Seong-hyeon.”

    “Yes?”

    My body stiffened for a moment, and then I heard a high-pitched, bright voice calling my name from the side.

    “How’s it going, are you getting any members?”

    When I turned my head, there was a woman with a bright smile on her face.

    Long hair like silk, and enchanting eyes with a seductive feeling.

    A slender body with a fantastic line.

    She was hiding her violently large breasts inside her apron.

    Lee Da-mi.

    As far as I know, she’s almost thirty, and a married woman.

    At the same time.

    The building owner of the building where my dojang is located.

    The owner of the cafe on the first floor. She only comes out occasionally, as if it’s a hobby.

    As soon as I recognized her presence, my back bent 90 degrees.

    “Hello! The dojang is the same as ever!”

    “You’re energetic today. How come the kids don’t recognize that the head instructor is this reliable and diligent? Hehe.”

    “The economy isn’t so good these days… By the way, is there anything I can help you with?”

    “Really~ Do you think I only call Seong-hyeon when I need help? I just said hello because I saw you passing by.”

    “Ha, haha… Oh, the monthly rent…”

    “Ah! I received this month’s payment. Then Seong-hyeon, fighting! Stop by the cafe when you’re free. I’ll give you a drink on the house.”

    “Th… Yes. Thank you.”

    She finishes the short conversation and goes into the cafe, scattering a pretty smile.

    The well-defined waist and firm buttocks revealed in her figure were very enchanting, but to me, she was just a building owner who was more difficult to deal with.

    Besides, she’s only kind because I pay the dojang management fee and monthly rent on time, but when dealing with rude customers, I can see that she cuts them off like a knife.

    Maybe it’s because it’s her building and her cafe, but if there’s anyone harassing her or the one female employee, she kicks them out without hesitation. As if she doesn’t care about sales.

    Because she’s such a pretty person, even that side of her is eye-catching.

    Anyway, really, Da-mi’s figure…

    ‘Should I suggest it to the manager… No.’

    I immediately dismissed the thought that came to mind. It’s easier to talk to her than strangers, but in the case of Lee Da-mi, even if she became a member, it would be awkward.

    Moreover, that quest is a bit… strange… It seems quite dangerous to target a married woman.

    So, I dismissed the thought of Lee Da-mi and went out to the main street.

    Numerous people were passing by busily.

    ‘…Okay. Let’s think of this as the last time I’m promoting. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll give up.’

    Let’s not worry about whether it’s a prank or not. With that thought, I looked around.

    There were quite a few people walking around. It’s partly because it’s lunchtime, and also because there’s a lot of foot traffic in the first place.

    I stood in a corner and carefully surveyed the surroundings.

    ‘Someone who looks easy to talk to… Someone who looks like they’ll listen to my story…’

    Impression, physiognomy, even if it’s not science, it’s a part that’s worth considering.

    There are people who, at first glance, seem like they’ll listen to your story even if they refuse, and there are people who seem like they’ll coldly walk away saying no.

    It’s not 100%, but if you talk to them roughly according to that, it roughly matches.

    There, someone who might be interested in exercise… Hapkido doesn’t have a name as a diet exercise, so exclude people who are chubby…

    While scanning people like that.

    “Oh.”

    There was one figure that caught my eye.

    A black short wolf cut. But it wasn’t too short, so her femininity stood out, and the sharp eyes and expressionless face below that gave off a cold beauty.

    The tight-fitting t-shirt and rough-looking high-waisted pants that highlighted her figure also suited her very well.

    Does she seem a bit old because of her atmosphere? While also looking young, she didn’t seem to be more than twenty-one or two at most.

    Still, because of her sharp feeling, she was a woman that I would never have approached for this kind of invitation.

    She indifferently presses her smartphone with her thumb and passes in front of me.

    I hesitated.

    Should I do it, or not?

    The hesitation didn’t last long. I thought it was actually a good thing.

    If it works out, it’s crazy, and if it doesn’t, it’s good to give up cleanly. Because it looked like she would reject me very coldly and ruthlessly. She will shake off all the lingering feelings that remain in a corner of my heart.

    With that thought.

    I approached her with a lot of tension.

    ‘This isn’t a joke.’

    The closer I got, the more I admired her, even though I could only see her back.

    It wasn’t as violent as Lee Da-mi, but she had a beautiful figure that matched her height of about 165cm.

    Her head was also small, so her proportions looked perfect. The scent that tickled my nose as I got closer was also very good.

    I took about three deep breaths and carefully opened my mouth.

    “Excuse me.”

    “…….”

    “Excuse me for a moment.”

    “…….”

    “Um…”

    “……Haa.”

    At first, I thought she didn’t answer because she didn’t hear my voice calling from a slight angle, but the following sigh made me realize that she was ignoring me on purpose.

    My heart was almost hurt by that.

    Soon.

    The face that stopped walking and looked at me.

    Her snow-white skin.

    Her upturned eyes.

    Her small nose.

    Her pretty lips with a reddish glow.

    This perfect woman’s gaze directed only at me.

    “…….”

    I lost my words.

    She was just too pretty, humanly speaking.

    Even if I’m 27 years old and saying something pathetic, I have nothing to say, but she’s just too pretty.

    To some extent, I was satisfied just by seeing this woman up close.

    Quest or whatever, I was able to see this woman up close and have a conversation with her for a short time, so it’s a great deal─I even had that thought.

    But.

    “Annoying… What is it?”

    Perhaps she thought I was trying to get her number.

    She spoke as if she was annoyed, but then she saw my dobok and her eyes lit up.

    But her voice still contained annoyance. So, I quickly came to my senses and opened my mouth as calmly as possible.

    “Um… I, I was wondering if you might be interested in Hapkido…”

    Even so, I was a little nervous. I was overwhelmed by her beauty.

    I don’t know what I’m pathetically talking about at 27 years old, but she’s just too pretty.

    To some extent, I felt satisfied just by seeing this woman up close.

    I was able to see this woman up close and have a conversation with her for a short time, so it’s a great deal─I even had that thought.

    That’s what I thought.

    “Hapkido? What suddenly…”

    From this short sentence she uttered.

    I came to half-believe that ridiculous tutorial quest.

    I’m the one who has made countless solicitations and been rejected so far.

    The fact that the woman in front of me, who looks cold at first glance, didn’t ignore me and pass by. The fact that she definitely stopped walking. The fact that her tone, which was revealed briefly, wasn’t as negative as I thought.

    I saw hope.

    And I also realized that I needed to change the content a little.

    That’s right. If she wasn’t interested in that kind of thing in the first place, then recommending Hapkido is a bit much.

    If that system is real, then anything I offer will be 100% successful, but even if it’s successful, it would be a pain for me to teach something she’s not interested in at all.

    “It’s Hapkido, but… I’m teaching self-defense based on that. Not martial arts, but things that can be used in actual combat.”

    “Self-defense?”

    Originally, I was going to give her the flyer along with the introduction, but since it was just a paper full of content about the Hapkido academy, I didn’t bother to give it to her.

    I just persuaded her plainly.

    To this woman, who was clearly ‘ready to listen to my story’ in the gesture of turning her body towards me.

    “Of course, you don’t have to register right away, and we’re offering a free one-day trial as an event. You can try it for a day, and if you like it, you can register then.”

    “…Hmph.”

    Actually, I don’t know the reason.

    In this woman’s head, in what way, even while frowning at the word Hapkido, why she started to worry.

    Why she’s scanning me with her eyes, telling me that she’s positively considering my suggestion.

    Whether this is really because of that quest.

    I don’t know at all.

    “A trial is okay… I’ll go. I’ll take a look.”

    “A-are you okay with the time?”

    “I’m okay for a bit.”

    “Yes! Then this way…”

    To her appearance of nodding chicly and trying to match my pace, instead of coldly and ruthlessly rejecting me.

    -Thump, thump, thump, thump…!

    My heart started to pound incessantly.

    ***

    I came back to the dojang with her and quickly left her in the dojang for a moment and entered the office.

    And when I checked the computer.

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    “Self-defense is good! Hapkido is out of the question for a twenty-year-old college student! She looks like a prospective member who has good chemistry with Joo Seong-hyeon!”

    (!) [ Train trial member ‘Jeong Ye-sol’ in self-defense ]

    ─Reward: ???

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    “This is the second tutorial quest.”

    “Train trial member Jeong Ye-sol in self-defense.”

    “When Head Instructor Joo Seong-hyeon teaches, the member’s learning ability and exercise effect are increased by 300%.”

    “Jeong Ye-sol’s current training satisfaction level is 0, and the allowable touching range according to the level is all except for [special parts]. Here, special parts mean [buttocks / chest / genitals / mouth].”

    “If you touch any part outside the allowable touching range without permission, Head Instructor Joo Seong-hyeon knows better than anyone what kind of aftermath will follow, right?”

    “But she will never question [allowed touches]. Please touch her as much as you want!”

    “The member’s registration status is determined according to Jeong Ye-sol’s satisfaction level.”

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    Name: Jeong Ye-sol

    Age: 20

    Training Satisfaction Level: 0 [0 / 100]

    Allowable Touching Area: ─

    Sexual Sensitivity: 0

    Physical Arousal: 0

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    “…Ha, haha.”

    These real-time updated system pop-up windows, which made me recognize this abnormal phenomenon as reality even more, greeted me.

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