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    This flag-grabbing contest was a team battle.

    Two teams took the flag on a first-come, first-served basis.

    Me, Jessica, Taesung and Jinju.

    What these two teams did was none other than filming.

    A commercial shoot for the sports brand I’m wearing right now.

    ‘…Is it good?’

    That may be good, since some people get the publicity and also get paid as a model for being a brand model.

    Of course I didn’t need either.

    From a distance, a bus slowly approached and parked on the beach.

    And then people started pouring down.

    “Wow, it’s people…”

    “Wow, look over there!”

    A truly extraordinary sight unfolded as the participants, who could almost be called celebrities, were surprised at the filming crew.

    It was because I was deeply immersed in resort life in just three days.

    People who ran to the beach set up cameras, lights, and chairs like professionals.

    Filming on a beach like this also seemed familiar.

    “Wow… I’m jealous… Are you a sports brand model?”

    “That’s right, it’s usually taken by idols or actors who are currently popular.”

    “I want to take a picture too…”

    When everyone says that, my shoulders shrug for no reason.

    Should I say that Hannah feels recognized for no reason?

    “I’ll film Taesung and Jinju first.”

    “Huh? Oh, yes! ”

    Come to think of it, these guys were professionals too.

    As soon as I was called, I sat down on the chair calmly and started getting my makeup done.

    It felt natural to close my eyes and calmly adjust the angle of my head.

    We also sat next to her and got our makeup done.

    Maybe it’s because I often get my makeup done by Hannah.

    I seemed to have a rough idea of when to close my eyes and when to raise my head.

    As I finished putting on my makeup, a woman approached me and hesitantly handed me something that looked like a strange string.

    It was a band that stretched like a rubber band.

    “This is a rubber band, it’s originally used for bulking up… but…don’t use it?”

    “Yes?”

    “No, I think it’s okay. I like it. Right now.”

    Then he took back the rubber band that I had given him.

    While I was blankly wondering what was going on, Jessica took the rubber band and started exercising by stretching it here and there.

    …Come to think of it, I don’t have a body that needs bulking up.

    I spied Taesung and Jinju filming.

    The cinematographer had them strike poses that played to their strengths.

    Taesung, as befitting a person whose job is to stand on stage, was made to strike a pose that felt flashy as if he were on stage, while Jinju, who is a former sports announcer, was made to strike a pose that felt relatively static and clean.

    It is said that they first do individual photos and then couple photos with the partners.

    What pose will they make me strike?

    “Next, Seonghan and Jessica.”

    The director looked at me and opened his eyes wide.

    Until just a moment ago, he was a person who had been looking at the camera with a calm expression, but I was flustered when he suddenly made a surprised expression.

    ‘What’s strange?’

    I looked down at my body and outfit, but it was just a regular swimsuit outfit.

    “Did you say Mr. Seonghan?”

    The male director approached slowly.

    “Yes.”

    I felt uneasy for no reason when he asked my name in a slightly serious voice.

    The director approached slowly and nodded.

    “Ugh, ugh!”

    The filming crew laughed awkwardly, perhaps because they were used to such strange behavior from the director.

    It was as if that expression meant, ‘Director, there you go again.’

    “Isn’t it natural?”

    “Yes?”

    “You didn’t use drugs, did you?”

    I never thought I would hear something like this in my lifetime.

    But for sure, after learning martial arts and rolling around in various worlds, my body is now quite-

    ‘It’s suspicious.’

    It was about that level.

    So does that doubt make you feel bad?

    It was quite the opposite.

    “Ahem! I didn’t use it.”

    I felt good.

    Because it’s evidence that your body is so good that you might be mistaken for using drugs.

    Even the cinematographer acknowledged it.

    “Okay, try this pose.”

    The director nodded and asked me to pose.

    The pose I should take when holding out my phone isㅡ

    It was a pose that was symbolic of bodybuilders.

    “…Isn’t the concept so different from the ones I took before?”

    “It doesn’t matter, this is the pose.”

    The director’s expression and tone were firm.

    I had no choice but to do it since he was so resolute.

    Everyone must have thought about it.

    The director told me to look closely, saying that it was not an easy pose, but I shook my head.

    For me, who was now quite skilled at handling my body, striking a pose that I had seen before was not difficult.

    Place both hands on your hips and take a deep breath.

    His stomach was compressed, revealing his well-defined abs, and his chest muscles were protruding as if he was taking a deep breath, contrasting with his abdomen.

    At the same time, by applying strength to the shoulders and spreading the shoulder blades, it was complete.

    Click.

    “Uh…”

    The staff member in charge of filming pressed the shutter before the director even gave the signal.

    Then the director shouted.

    “What are you doing, keep taking pictures!”

    5 minutes.

    My photoshoot was over faster than my makeup time.

    And then the couple photoshoot began.

    “Sup… Both teams…”

    “This is a bit…”

    “Wow…”

    Unlike the individual photoshoot that was quickly completed, the couple photoshoot was experiencing difficulties.

    Even the participants who were watching the camera together let out sighs.

    However, since everyone was keeping quiet, I couldn’t figure out exactly what the problem was.

    “Would you like to come over here and take a look?”

    Eventually, the camera crew called and we were able to check out the photos from the couple shoot.

    Only then did I realize why the participants were holding back their words.

    Taesung and Jinju seemed to come out well in the picture, but since Taesung is a bit short and Jinju is tall, the picture turned out to be a bit sad because of the height comparison.

    On the other hand, Jessica and I had some photos taken that felt a little bit dangerous.

    First of all, the difference in physical size that could be felt at a glance and Jessica’s facial expression were the problem.

    It was a normal posture.

    A picture of me bending down and putting my arm around his shoulder because of the height difference.

    But Jessica, whose favorability rating soared just by putting her arm around his shoulder, smiled awkwardly and blushed.

    My body was twisted here and there.

    The resulting photo is –

    “I feel like I got harassed by a bad guy at the beach.”

    Someone on the camera crew muttered quietly.

    I don’t know who said that.

    Perhaps I just blurted it out according to the flow of my consciousness.

    “Hey, hey~”

    “Not that much… Yeah…”

    Everyone was looking at Jessica and me and denying it, but I could feel that they were secretly agreeing with it in their hearts.

    It felt a little unfair.

    This isn’t my fault.

    It was Jessica’s fault for having that expression and posture.

    “I guess we should change our partners…”

    “No!”

    Jessica rejected the director’s offer with lightning speed.

    It’s the first time I’ve seen Jessica’s expression like that.

    It was the expression of an angry chihuahua.

    “It’s a dating show, so it’s meaningless if you change partners!”

    “Hmm, then…”

    Jessica’s argument was persuasive.

    Eventually, filming resumed.

    Taesung and Jinju were filmed in a way that made it difficult to perceive their height difference by making somewhat active movements.

    Jessica and I had an easy time just managing our expressions.

    [Now that filming is over, we will announce the votes.]

    [The table is not cumulative, but only reports the results from the previous day.]

    [Jessica, Ella, and Sunghan get 2 votes.]

    [Those who have 2 or fewer votes will not be announced separately.]

    Does getting one vote mean nothing anymore?

    And –

    ‘Why do I have 2 votes?’

    I was embarrassed.

    One vote for Jessica, and the other vote for-

    Jinju smiled awkwardly when their eyes met.

    Did you vote because you felt guilty about betraying him on the first day?

    The other contestants glanced at us, who had received two votes, as if they were a little embarrassed.

    Most of the gazes were directed at me and Ella.

    It seemed like Kang Ryul was the one who was most shocked.

    Even though I tried to act calm, my eyebrows were twitching.

    That’s right, that’s right.

    Because he, who had received three votes the day before, didn’t receive even two votes today.

    [From now until evening, you have free time.]

    After that it was free time.

    The filming crew withdrew, and most of the people, who happened to be wearing swimsuits, went to the beach to enjoy the clear sea.

    I just walked slowly into the room.

    Filming was more physically demanding than I thought.

    I’m not just talking about the photo shoot I had earlier, but also the resort life that had been going on for several days.

    From the moment I wake up in the morning until I go to sleep.

    I was secretly tired of worrying about the cameras installed throughout the resort.

    Coming into the room, I opened the window wide and looked out at the beach.

    The other contestants are either comfortable with the camera or are full of energy.

    He was enjoying playing in the water calmly.

    “That’s a pictorial.”

    When a handsome man and a beautiful woman throw water at each other, it becomes a pictorial.

    Wasn’t that what the film crew had to film?

    “You were here?”

    “…”

    Jessica strode in and leaned next to me.

    I glanced at Jessica.

    [Favorability: +85]

    “Would you like to go to the smoking room?”

    “…Smoke a cigarette?”

    “No, that’s not it… Oh, have you been to places like massage places and saunas?”

    “…I’ve been there.”

    “Do you want to go?”

    I glanced back at Jessica.

    Something was keeping my body still and I was shaking it slowly.

    What do a smoking room, a therapy room, and a sauna have in common?

    The correct answer is that it is the camera’s blind spot.

    What are you planning to do?

    “No.”

    A firm rejection.

    Nevertheless, Jessica’s expression only brightened.

    I was a little scared.

    What will you do if your favorability rating increases?

    I glanced at Jessica heading off somewhere for a moment, then saw Ella entering the resort, and started walking.

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