episode_0343

“Hello, subscribers! This is Arin!”

“Fuck, I almost threw up.”

When I heard Yoo Ah-rin’s lively and pretentious greeting from the side, I couldn’t help but curse.

The manager, who was filming with a camera, stared blankly, and Yu Ah-rin also glared at me, biting her lips tightly.

“Ahem, sorry.”

“You must have seen our video.”

“There’s a bit of a difference between what you see on the screen and what you see from the side.”

To be honest, it’s not just a little bit different, it’s a lot different.

I thought you said you were going to throw up because you were so tired, but it looks like you’re throwing up because you’re so hungry.

“Shall we turn off the camera for a moment?”

Yu Ah-rin, who smiled brightly, took me to the women’s locker room.

After a while.

“Hello, subscribers, this is Arin!”

“It’s Woojini! I’m so happy to see you!”

After finishing the mental education, I came out fully equipped with the mindset of a YouTuber.

Strictly speaking, it was physical education, not mental education.

But it seems this wasn’t the case either.

“Hey, you don’t have to react too much. You’re a guest anyway, so just say hello normally.”

“Is that okay?”

“If you want to continue with that tension, you’ll have the hardest time.”

Yeah, honestly, it felt a bit awkward to say something so exaggerated.

“Do as usual.”

“Okay.”

What I’m saying is, just do it as you normally would.

“Hello, subscribers, Arin-.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

The manager and I stare at Yu Ah-rin.

This is already the third time I’ve reshot it.

This time I really didn’t do anything, so I wondered why it happened again.

Yoo Ah-rin, who was stiff as she greeted him, thought for a moment and then sighed as she spoke.

“Don’t do as usual.”

“Huh?”

“I thought about how you usually spend your days, and I think you shouldn’t do things the way you usually do.”

“… … This is seriously too much.”

* * *

The filming went smoothly.

Starting with me wearing a taekwondo uniform, not liking the white belt, or being surprised that my body was surprisingly fine.

While watching Oh Yoon-ji and Choi Yi-seo give a thumbs up and such while looking off camera.

I felt a sense of satisfaction in myself because I knew that I had picked a portion that seemed quite interesting even with just simple conversations.

And now it was a kind of adjutant session.

“Look at this. If you extend your fist like this, your hand will be all cut off.”

“No, but I think I hit it well in my own way?”

“It looked cool. But hey, here-.”

Footage when I caught the voyeur.

He reminisces about the fight with the fleeing voyeur and talks about how he could have subdued him more safely and easily.

‘Didn’t he compliment me a lot while watching my videos back then?’

I just said it was sexy.

Now he’s really being picky again.

“Okay, look at that. Like this. Just keep your distance by kicking.”

“You said it was a situation where you were being chased?”

“Then it’s even easier. Just a flying kick to the back of the head-!”

A demonstration that looks neat after taking a few steps back.

The pose is certainly flashy and stable.

“If you do this, it will be suppressed right away.”

“If that hits you, won’t you die?”

“You’re weak, so you can hit me as much as you want.”

“… … .”

“Who will die from your kick?”

Naturally followed kicking training.

When teaching, Yu Ah-rin was surprisingly serious and worked very hard on various things.

Of course, since I was teaching martial arts, there were many instances of physical contact, sometimes brushing against each other, and sometimes even sticking close to each other.

I think they would probably edit this out or just pass it off as something like, “You’re jealous of me.”

When you’ve mastered front kicks, you’ll learn roundhouse kicks.

“Hmm.”

Yoo Ah-rin put her hand on her waist and asked with a look of extreme discomfort.

“You don’t stretch.”

“Stretching?”

“Oh, I told you a long time ago that it’s good to get up and stretch regularly.”

“Is there anyone who doesn’t know that?”

I don’t do it because it’s annoying.

Even if your body is stiff, it’s not like you can’t live without it.

“Ugh, this won’t do. Let me split my legs.”

Is it starting now?

The leg splitting of terror.

‘Oh, I’m a little nervous.’

To be honest, I’ve never really worked that hard on something like this.

In the first place, I didn’t need to tear my legs apart.

This is usually done when you’re young, so who would force your legs to be ripped off?

Unless you want your life to be torn apart.

“Sit down.”

“I used to do a lot of stretching to imitate your windmill rotation.”

“Sit facing each other.”

“I tried my best back then.”

“Okay, sit down.”

“But since I lost interest in windmills, I started to wonder if people really need to be flexible.”

“Sit down.”

“But isn’t being stiff actually proof of being strong? As a man, I’d rather be strong than flexible!”

Eventually, other Taekwondo members who couldn’t stand to watch ran to me and forced me to sit down.

Isn’t this torture?

“Hand.”

Yoo Ah-rin holding out both hands.

I feel like a dog, but I’ll catch it anyway.

Then he started pushing my ankle with the sole of his foot.

“Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Oh my?”

“Relax, relax. Then it will stretch naturally.”

“It doesn’t increase? Is this the end?”

It hurts so bad!

Even if my legs don’t stretch as much as I thought, I didn’t know that having someone forcibly tear my legs apart would be so painful.

I once told Arin to try it with her legs spread wide.

At that time, I felt a little regretful, thinking that I may have pushed myself too hard.

“Once you get sick, you won’t get sick again.”

“I never want to be sick!”

I don’t know if it’s filming or what.

At first, I was trying to twist my body in a hurry with the thought of just running away.

Kwuk!

A feeling of weight on the back.

Oh Yoon-ji was quietly sitting on my back.

“What are you doing! Get out! This is like a joke!”

“Then, will someone else go up besides me? That guy over there?”

Oh Yoon-ji points to the most prominent Pyo Jin-ho.

I bite my lips as I look at Pyo Jin-ho, who is getting ready to come out at any moment.

“Push gently.”

“Ah, what should I do? This is so fun.”

bean!

bean!

bean!

Oh Yoon-ji suddenly gets up and then sits down again repeatedly.

“Keuk!?”

Thanks to that, I let out an exclamation without realizing it, but Oh Yoon-ji kept pushing my back with her butt, telling me to go down further.

“Is this okay to come out? This is fucking annoying aaah! F*ck! This fucking hurts!”

“Hello, everyone. My name is Oh Yoon-ji. I’m the president of Star Studio. Please continue to show lots of love for our Cheer Up team.”

It really annoys me that he greets the camera from the front.

Some people are having their hip joints shattered right now, while others are just sitting there peacefully.

“I think there will be questions in the comments, so let me answer in advance. We are not reunited. We are still friends.”

“You crazy bitch-! Come out, please!”

“Woojin likes me so much.”

“Shit up!”

“Oh my, this is going to be really loud.”

No matter how hard I struggle to get up, I can’t.

I found out that it’s more comfortable if I raise my knees a little.

Kook!

Pressure to lower your knees.

I glanced to the side and saw Choi Yi-seo pressing down on her knee with her foot, looking embarrassed.

“Is this you?”

“Because you asked me to help you.”

“Hey, come here and say hello.”

“Hello. My name is Choi Yi-seo, one of three friends.”

“Isn’t it pretty? I wanted to raise it at Star Studio, but it doesn’t want to broadcast.”

“What’s going on all of a sudden.”

Look at them bickering amongst themselves while I leave them here.

I look at Yua Rin, who keeps tearing my legs apart and pulling my arms.

“Still, thank you. It’s not the men, it’s the women who are pressing it.”

“That sucks even more. In the comments, there are definitely people saying they were blessed and that they’ll do it themselves-?!”

“Oh my, I like it because Woojin likes it so much.”

“This fucking bitch aaah!”

If you try to curse, he deliberately pulls you back and muffles your screams.

This leg-splitting, almost threatening, continued for quite some time.

* * *

“… … .”

If I had to put it into words.

I feel like I’ve eaten some seriously spicy mala-tang with my thighs.

It’s a bit cold and sour, but it feels dirty, and strangely addictive.

It really hurt a lot to split my legs, but I feel a little better after doing it.

So even if I want to say something, I can’t say anything.

“Wow, you took good pictures today.”

“The content is rich and the visuals are nice too. This time the comment section is going to explode.”

“Thank you for your hard work!”

The Cheer Up team members are cleaning up the Taekwondo gym while making a fuss.

These guys have already changed their clothes and are ready to go while I’m tearing my legs apart.

“To celebrate today’s successful filming, the manager is buying! Let’s go have a drink!”

Even the director took out a card and said that today’s filming was very good.

Team members cheering.

They are already talking amongst themselves about what to eat.

“ Chewbigs ”

Sitting in the corner of the Taekwondo gym, I was already abandoned.

Just look at those kids, they sucked all the juice out of me and just threw me away.

‘I really need to eat this.’

I don’t know what to eat for the company dinner, but I decided to eat well anyway.

“Okay! Guys. Then, before we go eat, let’s go outside and carry our luggage a little?”

“Wow, the manager asked me to have a company dinner on purpose.”

“I see you’ve drawn a big picture to use us as workers.”

“Oh, this is the filming equipment that Star Studio rented for you. They said it would be here soon, so wait outside and bring one per person.”

He glances at Oh Yoon-ji and goes outside while talking on the phone.

“Yes, yes. It’s hard to park here, so I think you’ll have to park a little further away. Just wait.”

Looking at Choi Yi-seo going with him, it seems like she intends to help.

The Taekwondo gym was suddenly empty after everyone went outside.

“You bastards.”

I, abandoned, am stumbling into the men’s locker room and changing into my dobok.

Rattling!

“What, where did everyone go?!”

“Oh my god, what the hell?!”

Yoo Ah-rin opened the door and poked her head out. She was in the women’s locker room changing into her uniform, but it looks like she’s late by herself.

“Are you crazy?! Why did you come in all of a sudden!”

I thought that guy was crazy and just barged into the men’s locker room.

“I saw your shoes and I thought they were here.”

“Doesn’t this happen at other times too?”

“Are you crazy? I don’t even want to see you. Where did all the other kids go?”

“Outside. Carrying luggage.”

“Oh, I have to go out soon.”

Yua Rin came inside grumbling. I stared at her, asking why she was coming in.

“What.”

Rather, it is absurd that I am more confident.

“The smell of sweat is really bad here. I told you to spray deodorant well.”

It’s a bit odd to see him frowning and looking around the men’s locker room.

“… … .”

On the contrary, this situation is unexpected.

“Put your pants on, you little shit.”

Doesn’t it suck?

thud.

As I take a step closer to Yua Rin, she flinches.

“Okay, wait a minute. This isn’t the real place!”

“We decided to do it at our dojo too.”

“Did he? No! He must have refused!”

thud.

“I worked hard today, so I think I deserve a reward.”

“That’s right! Not now! The manager said he’d buy me meat!”

“You have to eat it.”

Didn’t I say that before?

I’m going to eat really, really well.

I just decided what to eat.

“Oh, seriously! I said I went out to carry luggage! Then the kids will be home soon- Woof?!”

Although Yoo Ah-rin tried hard to make excuses.

My tongue had already begun to forcibly invade the inside of his mouth.