Chapter 147 – Chapter 147

“Shoot!”

It’s hard to get into the car in that state, so when I got out of the run-down shower room at the gym, I washed myself with water, and Hwang Bona-young was no longer there.
She couldn’t have spent an hour or two like everyone else who had to prepare for the Olympics.

“Where has Nayoung gone?”
“Delivery.”
“Yes? What delivery?”

I tilted my head.

“Ah, are you selling boxing gloves and boxing shoes separately here? Oh, then I’ll buy it here too. In the sense of asking you to look cute, you know?”

And wink at her as she flicks her tongue to the ceiling.
Director Han Byung-kyu’s eyes are looking at me like this, and there is a lot of affection.

“Slap, slap!”

“Not for sale! Not for sale!”

Ugly Jung.

“Then what is it? What is it that the national team delivers directly, not someone else?”

How important is it, that the national team delivered it a month before the Olympics? I was so curious, so I kept asking, and he answered.

“I went to a part-time delivery job. Also ride a bike. They usually have lunch and dinner, which are peak times. It’s already been over a year. He buys medicine for his grandmother.”
“Then now I have to…”
“Is it okay not to do it? Do you think I never said that? She mentions the Olympics, and even though she says her late grandmother would be more rewarding to have a gold medal hanging around your neck, she doesn’t listen. Do you know what that means?”
“I don’t even know that much. You know, the shock of her grandmother’s death is still there.”
“Hmm, that’s right.”

Han Byeong-gyu also clears his throat as if he made a mistake and brushes my shoulder lightly.
Don’t you know me as a complete idiot?

‘Ah, it really hurts my pride.’

I already looked at Miho in front of the entrance of the gym putting on her shoes and clamoring to go out to eat.
You can think of him as an idiot, but I wasn’t the kind of person who deserved that kind of attention.

[… ] …]

Anyway, at this point, she was such a pitiful woman that she could be the main character in a drama.
What’s wrong with you?

‘Well, that’s it, and this is this. I’m not in a position to even deliver something for you, or hand out money as if it were a good fit.’

With nothing to do for me, I also wanted to go home, stretch out my feet, and go to sleep.
It’s been a long time since I exercised vigorously.

[You were just right.]

… It’s intense, so I feel like I want to take a nap after a long time since I’ve been beaten up. Feed the kids, lie down next to each other and go to sleep.

“Hey, Hyunwoo Kim… Did you say?”
“Yes. Why? Would you like to give me some advice after watching the sparring earlier? That’s it. Because I clearly realized the difference between a pro and a normal person. You said two weeks, right? Calmly base or ship…”
“No, you really do a little bit of boxing… No, if you were really good at fighting, you probably would have won.”
“To?”
“You’re really bad, so Nayoung played with it. If it wasn’t for that, I don’t know how it would have been in the beginning, but in the end you would have physically defeated it.”
“Ah~ don’t go to Gura. Even if you don’t take me on a plane like that, I’ll come tomorrow too.”

Han Byeong-gyu was sincere.

“Gura no.”
“Really?”

So fuck, are you saying I was so bad at a real fight that I only got beaten up like that? If I had known how to fight a little, would I have won?

“… You really can’t get dirty I didn’t expect the staff, but then I was good at rushing in moderation. What else do you swing your fist like that? I’m not even a movie star.”
“Today could be the last day, I’m the director!”
“Baby! In the first place, he didn’t guard so openly and was beaten by a professional boxer, especially the national team, but how could a guy like this lose? No matter what anyone says, the physical difference is overwhelming. It’s just that you didn’t do very well, and Nayoung did very well.”

I heard it and it did.
To be honest, the scary thing about boxing is that counters, or deadly incoming hits, get stuck properly.
I did it in 3 rounds of 3 minutes… Even after being beaten for 9 minutes, he did not run out of stamina, and furthermore, his stamina remained brisk.

[I didn’t think of that when I hit and hit too hard, but now that I think about it, it makes sense. In the end, it would have been a game that I could have won if I had better punching and footwork. Besides, if you look at his strength his, Hyunwoo is much stronger.]

“The difference in technique…”

What is this vague feeling?
This feeling can be both good and terribly unpleasant.

“It’s so cool for 9 minutes that there are only a few people in the world who welcome you. Could it be painless anhidrosis?”
“What is it?”
“It’s a rare disease in which you don’t feel pain even when a bone is broken.”
“I can feel the pain!”

That’s why I got so hot while being beaten.

“Anyway, thank you. It would have helped Nayoung a lot. If you can afford it, it would be okay if you hang out a little more.”
“That’s something for Nayoung to decide.”

Seeing what Hwangbo and Nayoung are doing, no matter how they accepted her today, there was no guarantee that she would accept them again next time.

‘Anyway, I feel it again, but the blessing is fraudulent.’

[It is the power of God.]
[You can’t think of anything in terms of human standards. It is a power that presupposes irrationality.]

Is it because he was robbed by a woman, Hwang Bona-young, even though he had such power?
Rather, it feels empty and shameful.

‘Anyway, Valentia will be graduating soon, and there’s nothing to do for the time being… Let’s take this opportunity to improve our fighting skills through boxing.’

According to Han Byeong-gyu, the physical is already complete.
It was something that only needed to be supplemented with technology, that is, technique.
Then, at any moment, I will be able to protect my children.

“Chief.”
“Yes?”
“I will come again tomorrow. Take care.”
“Yes, good job.”

“Druck!”

When I open the door and go out, I see Miho and Noah, who are terribly depressed as Miho and Hwang Bona-yeong are gone.
When I see that, I feel sad, but also eat and laugh.
Because…

“Is it that good? I met Nayoung.”
“Yes! I was sure. Mom is mom Noah’s mom is right. Really, really… Perfectly cool, pretty, diligent… She was a great mom…”
“Haha, then Dad will have to work harder.”
“That, that…”
“You can be honest.”
“Dad and Mom… I hope it goes well o…”

Even in the midst of this, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing when I saw Noah hesitated in case he would become a burden to me.
What to do with this good boy…
She went further and said that she met each other, and Hwangbo Na-young, whom she eventually met, was a kind person to the point of being similar to Noah in a way.
Sure, physically she could be called the strongest of women, but mentally she seemed weaker than most 20-year-olds her age her.

“Yes, Dad, I will try my best. Didn’t you promise to do that?”
“… !”

At my words, Noah burst into tears and rushed straight into my chest.
I hugged Noah and patted him on the back.

“Go, thank you Dad… Noah is probably the happiest dragon in the world…”
“To do that, we have to come tomorrow too, so let’s go home and rest. Shall we buy some groceries on the way home?”
“Yes! I still have something to live for. Yesterday, the lady just used a lot of detergent and a lot of things, so I have to replenish them too. That and…”
“Yes?”
“… I want to make some food for my mother…”

I wonder if I should do that.
Conversely, I fear that Hwang Bona-young will feel like a burden.
However, Noah had reasons of her own Noah.

“For some reason, it seemed very difficult. As Noah trembled alone in the stable, she had a feeling similar to when she slept. He, so she wants to cheer up, so I want to make her some food…”
“OK! OK. Maybe from what I saw, if you eat Noah’s food, Nayoung will be energized and fly around.”
“Ugh! Uh, was your mother a dragon too?”
“No, the expression is like that…”
“Yes? What expression is that? Why are you using that expression? Why?”

In front of the boxing gym under the scorching sun, with less than 10 meters left to the parking lot, I had to explain things to Noah for another 10 minutes on the spot.

‘I hate children’s curiosity.’

The same goes for the dragon’s curiosity.
Miho said with a painful expression as if his stomach was stuck to the skin of his back.

“Hee-nu, tomorrow is just Miho… I’ll be watching to see if there are any burglars in the house. It must be dangerous.”
“I will definitely take you.”
“Ugyaaaaagh!”

Miho passed out with shock as it was.
When Miho woke up, he made me smell instant noodles with dumplings and Vienna sausages upon arriving home.

* * *

〈 Hwang Bona-young’s point of view 〉

“Leave food, thank you for ordering!”

「Kikiiik!」

Hwang Bo Na-yeong, who quickly finished her part-time delivery job by bicycle during her peak hours, moved on to ‘fly like a bee, sting like a butterfly’.

“Druck!”

There was no one in the gym, with the sunlight streaming in through the open windows.
Hwangbo Nayoung let out a small sigh of relief, then loosened her body again and recalled what had happened this morning.

‘It looked like fun…’

Did she say father and daughter?
It seems that Kim Hyun-woo was too young for that, but the family looked so happy even doing light push-ups.

“Dad…”

I think it reminded me of my voice in the past, but now my parents… I can’t remember anyone’s voice.
Even.

“Nayeong-ah, you must eat breakfast. This old lady will bake an egg and rub it in her soy sauce, so she will eat it.”
“Okay, grandma.”

How long has her grandmother died, and now even her grandmother’s voice her is a little…
Hwangbo Nayoung clenched her fists and hit her with the punching bag.

“Puck!”

“It’s okay… You can do it. ‘Cause I’m no longer the old me Now I can do it all by myself.”

Boxing, part-time jobs, and life.
I was able to somehow manage everything on my own.

“Puck, pupper puck! Sigh!」

She moved so violently that sweat splattered from her forehead and pounded her punching bag, but Hwangbo and Nayoung couldn’t help but feel a great lack.
It must be because of the sparring with Kim Hyun-woo.

‘… Incredible stamina, tenacity, and even a sense of pressure…’

In a way, even if she looked around the world, there would be no more perfect sparring opponent.

If you play against a professional or amateur male boxer, the physical difference is so overwhelming that you can’t even try anything. In the case of Kim Hyun-woo, his physicality is very good, but conversely, his technique is so bad that it was a bigger help.

Even if you were sparring with dirty words, you couldn’t just wield punches with sincerity like in a match.
Because it can hurt both you and yourself.

However, after hitting Kim Hyun-woo several times, I got a feel for it.

‘It was really solid.’

No, it wasn’t just hard.
One of boxing’s most terrifying weapons is the jaw-shaking, brain-shaking. Even though his own fist his apparently hit Kim Hyun-woo in the jaw several times, his incredible mental strength he held him back.

Common sense, or medically, it was a phenomenon that did not make sense.
He could not believe it when he did it right in front of his eyes.

‘That brief sparring helped him far more than hours of beating a punching bag.’

To be precise, I was able to learn more clearly how to deal with people.
Where and how to hit with your fist.
At that time, he realized at once what steps he had to take through sparring, where he felt the same pressure as in real combat.

“I want to hit you again, like that…”

「Papa Pang!」

I tried hitting the punching bag three times quickly, but it still doesn’t taste like hitting Kim Hyun-woo’s face.
There is absolutely no reward in punching.
When you hit Kim Hyun-woo, your stress seems to be relieved.

‘Sparring, if I ask for it this time, will you do it?’

Won’t listen
I was just beaten like that, so how can you hear that it’s fun?

「Kikigeek, Kikiik!」
「Papapapang, Puffuck!」

So, Hwangbo and Nayoung ruminated on sparring with Kim Hyunwoo throughout the day and moved her body without her rest. All over her body is sweating, and a fever is rising … Somehow I felt better than usual.

For some reason, I was able to concentrate more than usual, so I felt less stressed.

“Thank you for your effort. I’ll go.”
“Okay, go home and get some rest. You know resting is part of training, right?”
“Yes, manager.”

But that’s for a while.
Entering the narrow and small alleyway where only her grandmother and her grandfather lived, and getting closer to the small house in the corner, Hwangbo Nayoung suddenly darkened her complexion.

「Kikiiik!」

Open the green iron door unique to the old house, which is hard to see these days, and enter.

“Go…”

Hwang Bo Na-young, who had been trying to spit out words like her habit for over 10 years since she learned that they were words, kept her mouth shut.
Because she no longer had any warmth to answer her own words.

“Yes? Are you here, my puppy?」

At the sound of her grandmother’s voice her, which faded as time went on, Hwangbo Na-young crouched down, burying her face between her knees, scared to enter her house.

“I have no appetite…”

Furthermore.
It was painful to be in this house now.

So… All that was left for her was to win an Olympic gold medal and wear it around her neck her.
Even so, she had to brag to her late grandmother her.

That her grandmother raised me this well.
She says she can do well now even on her own her.

“After! Let’s eat, Bob!”

In the end, Hwangbo and Nayoung forcibly cheered up, not just for the gold medal, but for her grandmother her.