episode_0262

To cut to the chase, there were no women masturbating in the athlete village. All the athletes gathered in the village were there to represent the country and had undergone rigorous training, so it was tough. Or maybe Rosby just couldn’t find them.

“…It’s not that Rosby is incompetent and couldn’t find them, right?”

“No, man. There were plenty of women having sex, though.”

However, athletes engaging in sex were widespread. Rather than having a mindset to masturbate alone, it was more about getting hot and heavy with sex. Individual athletes tended to lean more towards this, and when Rosby mentioned that there were quite a few coach-athlete relationships besides athlete-athlete ones, it felt a bit unjust.

“Damn, so Hyuna is here, and I’m the only one not having sex?”

Furthermore, there was no need to look for women who were masturbating in the first place.

“Hey, Jimaengho player. By any chance…”

Since the women came looking for him on their own, a woman in gym clothes approached me as she was leaving the restaurant. She was the third one today. Among the women who had come so far, her face seemed the most appealing.

“Who are you?”

“Oh, I’m Sim Seulgi, who practices taekwondo….”

She was a woman with a height around 160 cm, sturdy lower body, and a youthful face that left an impression. She wasn’t exceptionally beautiful, but she was attractive enough for sex.

“Could you perhaps give me your number?”

“My number?”

“Or maybe your Instagram ID…”

If this had been the first move, I would have given her my number right away. But I knew better. It wasn’t this woman who was taking the initiative to get the number.

“It’s those girls.”

Looking around, I saw two other women wearing similar gym jerseys as the one in front of me. One had a sharp look, while the other looked like she could compete in an unlimited weight class based on her facial structure.

“Their bodies seem normal, but why do their faces look like that?”

When our eyes briefly met, both of them avoided my gaze.

“Damn, strike three again. Well, if they’re confident in their looks, they’ll come to me.”

Having seen what I didn’t want to see, I wiped my eyes and looked at the woman in front of me. Her face was magically pretty enough to be tolerable.

“Mangho! Snap out of it!”

Thanks to Rosby calling my name after a long time, I snapped back to reality.

“I’m sorry. It’s time to focus on baseball now.”

“Oh… right. Of course.”

This marked the third rejection today. Just so you know, the first woman who approached me was given my number, but I blocked her immediately after seeing her profile picture.

“Damn, I really want to have sex.”

As opportunities kept slipping away before my eyes, I was reaching my breaking point. But I could endure it. Today was supposed to be good with Hyuna anyway.

“Oh, Mangho. You’re quite popular.”

While I was thinking about Hyuna, Jun Seungcheol, who had finished eating, suddenly called me.

“Oh, hyung.”

“Why are you waiting outside when you could wait inside?”

“I wanted to check out the girls.”

It would be even better if a pretty girl approached me.

“You punk. Just kidding. Did you send that guy away?”

“He wasn’t my type.”

“You must be enjoying the attention. So, what happened with Sehee? After that incident.”

Sehee? Oh, the actress.

“It didn’t go well. Nothing much.”

“Really? Is it because of the scandal articles?”

“Not because of that.”

Yoon Sehee, who handled my dick well despite not being a celebrity. She had a beautiful face like an actress and a decent body, but the reason we didn’t meet was simple.

“I’m not into clingy girls.”

Let’s watch a movie together, let’s go somewhere fun. It’s a famous restaurant, come eat with me…. She wanted too much from me. With little time for sex, she tried to call me for various reasons.

My daily life revolved around sex and training. Honestly, with Rosby’s help, I had achieved quite good results, but I knew myself well. In a situation where I didn’t know when Rosby would disappear, I didn’t have the luxury to engage in a comfortable dating cosplay.

Even if Ross B is there, ultimately hitting the ball is my responsibility.

Knowing the pitch type doesn’t guarantee hitting every ball perfectly like in a home run derby event where pitchers throw only hitter-friendly pitches. In reality, hitting 3 to 4 out of 10 is challenging enough.

Even knowing the pitch, clearing the fence was difficult, and since fielders always position themselves where the ball comes most frequently, failing to clear the fence also made getting a hit difficult. The key was timing within a tenth of a second. Training was the only way to get the timing right.

Moreover, my goal is the Major Leagues. Even if you can overpower in Korea, there’s no guarantee it’ll work in the Majors.

That’s why I had no choice but to keep training.

If I were to point out the difference between me and the other girls I loved, it would be precisely that. Other girls understood me completely. I didn’t want a girl who wanted a normal relationship. I didn’t have time just for baseball, and I could find emotional satisfaction through sex alone. If it was just physical, it wouldn’t matter, but if more was demanded, I had to cut ties.

Baseball was as important as sex.

Of course, I know this isn’t normal. Others don’t see it that way. But whether it’s because of my first experience with Hyejin or the influence of Ross B, I was satisfied with my current life.

It wasn’t a normal romantic feeling, but Soyoung, whom I saw almost every day at the cohabitation level, and Hyuna, Hyejin, Jia, who came occasionally, kept me content just by interacting with them.

If I felt like indulging in junk food, I could just pick any girl from the club or female fans for sex.

“And probably, if it were Yoon Se-hee’s personality, she wouldn’t have understood me meeting other girls. Well, I didn’t love Se-hee that much anyway. Well, if it were another girl asking me out, I might have gone? I didn’t like her that much.”

So, there was a sense of rejecting the girls who asked for my number at the athlete village. I just wanted sex; I didn’t want to date the girls who asked for my number.

“Hey, why the serious face all of a sudden? My bad.”

“Why apologize suddenly? Anyway, how’s Leah doing with you?”

“She’s doing well. We contact each other occasionally.”

“Isn’t Jindo progressing?”

“What about Jindo? She and I are just like siblings.”

Poor Leah. How did she end up liking a guy like this? I do contact Leah occasionally, but I couldn’t help her much because we were on different teams.

“Well… But in a way, my brother and Leah are a good match.”

“But does he really not plan to pursue her?”

“Ah! He’s not that kind of trash. He’s not the type to steal a close friend’s girl!”

I didn’t want to do anything foolish like my brother, and even though there were many women, I didn’t particularly want to target Leah. Unless Leah made a move first, it seemed unlikely. And Leah seemed genuinely in love with Ju Seung-chul.

“That bastard really had his way with Hyuna.”

“What about Hyuna… Maybe… Looking back now, did Hyuna subtly want me? I should ask when I see her.”

“Damn. Hehe.”

“Hey, let’s go to a cafe.”

“Okay. I’ll have an Americano.”

“Let’s split the bill, bro.”

“You’re making good money. I’ll take those 3000 won.”

“When I have to use honorifics, it’s disgusting. Does that jerk drive around in that expensive car? You put all your down payment into the car, right?”

“Ahem. Anyway, I left my wallet behind.”

“I’ll use Hyunseong Pay.”

“I have an AT phone.”

“…I’ll buy it for you.”

Phew. Just in case a fan asks, I was planning to say I use an AT phone, so I brought a basic phone with just internet access. It seemed like a good decision to bring it along.

“I can’t spend money while having coffee with a guy.”

As I sat in the cafe waiting for my coffee, I started noticing attractive girls.

“Oh, that girl looks so hot.”

Her tight legs peeking out from leggings, buttocks that could bounce off my hand if I touched them, and a chest that was noticeable even under a jacket.

“That’s the girl from yesterday.”

“What?”

“The girl I saw flirting with a coach yesterday.”

“Well, with a body like that, she must not be single.”

“Why are you staring like that?”

“Hey, do you know who she is?”

“That person? Hmm… Maybe a judo player? What was her name again? Baek Chaewon?”

“How do you know that?”

“I saw her once at the last Olympics.”

“Oh, right. You were at the last Olympics too?”

I immediately took out my smartphone and searched for Baek Chaewon’s name.

“She’s twenty-eight. Oh, she’s married? Is she married to that coach? …What? Her husband is a Taekwondo athlete? Her husband is a national team member too? …This is a mess.”

Knowing about someone else’s affair like this… it was kind of funny.

“Why are you laughing to yourself?”

“Just because.”

“Laughing for no reason. Hey, the coffee’s here. Bring it over.”

“Okay.”

*

“…You want me to praise you because of that incident? That’s why you’re asking for compliments?”

“Of course. I turned down everything because of you.”

“Come on, I know you. It’s not like I rejected you because you’re ugly, right? …What’s with that embarrassed look?”

She’s still as cheeky as ever. Well, it’s been over a year since we got physical, so it’s a natural reaction, right?

“…Can you see it?”

“Enough. Take off your pants. I’ve got a lot built up too.”

Advantages of the athletes’ village: 1. It’s spacious. 2. There are many unused training facilities. 3. When night falls, you just have to avoid the coach’s gaze. According to Rosby, there are people who do it inside the dorms, but it was hard for me, Hyuna, or group exercises to go that far.

And now, Hyuna and I were inside the women’s volleyball team locker room. With Hyuna, the youngest member of the women’s volleyball national team managing the keys, there was no problem getting in.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you taking them off?”

“Just a moment!”

Normally, I would have taken them off first, but today I had something I wanted to ask.

“Why do you like me?”

“What? Idiot. Take off your pants.”

“I’m serious.”

Actually, I hadn’t had these kinds of worries before, but after hearing Juseungcheol’s words today, I wanted to ask Hyuna about it.

“What’s with that expression? …Are you seriously asking me that? Out of the blue like this?”

Of course, Hyuna might think it’s out of nowhere. But I was curious. The first time we had sex, I pressured her into it. Even though I would be sad if Hyuna left now, I respected her life.

“Yeah. You mentioned earlier that girls were giving you their numbers today. But you kept thinking about her a lot.”

“…Is that so?”

“Maybe dating is too much trouble. I just want to have sex. But don’t you want to go on dates and stuff?”

“…To me, this is… but.”

Hyuna mumbled softly, but her voice was too low for me to hear.

“What?”

“This is a date, you idiot!”