Chapter 236 – Chapter 234. Fierce Tiger Is Strong! (2)

‘First, take care of the guy in the back!’

I instinctively responded to Rossby’s words and was able to grab the arm of the guy who attacked from behind. A reaction as if it were engraved in my body. Then he lowered his upper body and used the power of the catcher to beat him to the ground. I couldn’t believe how I had acted like this, but the heavy sensation that remained in my body was telling me that this was real.

I remember learning judo in school PE class, but this feeling was a little closer to real life than the judo I learned then.

‘What… ? No way?’

I looked at him with the familiar feeling I felt when I first signed with him, but he didn’t pay attention to my gaze and exclaimed excitedly.

‘Next is the right side!’

When I looked to the right at Rossby’s words, Shinra’s black mercenary, Puig, was already approaching me. The figure breathing heavily from running a long distance looked more like an animal than a human.

And his right hand reached out towards me.

‘Fuck… !’

Scary. It’s scary, but a certain sense engraved in my body instinctively made me avoid his fist.

‘Stretch out!’

And at the same time as Rossby’s cry, I stretched out my right arm again.

Puck!

The sensation of hard bones is felt in the hand. But maybe it was because I stretched out my fist as my posture collapsed, the black monster in front of me was still standing there watching me. After that expression of absurdity, that he had no idea he would be hit, flashed across his face in an instant, he swung his fist again.

‘Eh, I don’t know.’

Guided by a familiar sense, I raised my guard and blocked Puig’s fist. A heavy feeling in the arm. As I ignored my numb left arm and tried to stretch my arm towards him, I felt a strong force grabbing me from behind.

“Maengho! Stop!”

“Hey! Somebody bring this bastard out!”

I looked around and saw my lovely teammates in striped uniforms.

“Hey! Stop!”

“Dry the Puig!”

And Puig was also caught by his teammates.

‘Fuck, I thought you were following me.’

I fought a few times in elementary school, but I hadn’t shaken my fist since I started playing baseball in earnest, and I really thought I was going to die. The pressure that one person would have died if they continued to fight.

‘Well, I probably wouldn’t have lost.’

‘Tch, I should have seen the end.’

After hearing Rossby’s voice of regret, I heard my colleagues talking to me.

“Wow, Ji Maeng-ho, you’re screwed. Really.”

“How did you think of fighting Puig?”

Choi Jin-cheol whispered in my ear as I looked at Puig, who was annoyed.

“… You won though bastard. This is Korean.”

A slightly proud tone. Come to think of it, I only hit and I blocked that bastard’s fist, so it’s true that I won, right?

“… Basic!”

“Funny. You really are crazy.”

Still, when I met Choi Jin-cheol’s eyes, I couldn’t help laughing.

“Hey! What are you guys Damn, did you come in with the intention of soaking a player? They openly threw it towards the head, but you have to do it in moderation!”

When I calmed down a bit, I saw Woo Kwan-hyung standing in the forefront of the players and shouting. And at the center of the confrontation between Woo Kwan-hyung and Silla players, Lee Chang-joon was seen sitting with his chin held on and a stunned expression.

‘Originally, that’s normal.’

Thinking back on it, Puig, that bastard was a monstrous bastard. And a question popped into my head. Questions about the unfamiliar but familiar sensations that I felt from the time I threw the catcher on my back to the time I exchanged fists with Puig.

‘Mr. Rossby.’

‘Why?’

‘I must have fought a little when I was younger.’

Of course I never learned anything like that, so the answer is Rossby’s experience. Experiences flowed in, like when Rossby first learned to hit.

‘Are you saying? You should have lived once in America in the early 20th century.’

‘That’s where it is.’

‘A guy like you probably won’t last even a day.’

Rossby’s way of speaking was slightly proud. I was slightly afraid of the era when macho men lived who saw women as cocksuckers, racially discriminated against, and punched everyday.

‘It was a time of romance. Hehe. Thanks to you, it reminded me of the old days after a long time.’

I thought he was just a talkative old man, except for baseball and women, but I saw Rossby again, who was pretty good at fighting.

‘Thank god.’

‘What?’

‘Because there won’t be any panic even if a Venkle happens in the majors.’

‘You are worrying for nothing. This body guarantees that you are talented in fighting.’

‘… Me? As expected, well, I was a bit of a blower. Hehe.’

Is Rossby right? No matter how palpable Rosby’s experience was, it was clear that I would not have been able to adapt to that fleeting moment had it not been for my talent. Well, in the first place, Rossby is not the kind of person who would lie about this.

“You bastard, you keep laughing. What makes you smile so much?”

“No, more than I thought. Puig, I don’t think that bastard is a big deal.”

This time, it’s just because I’m flustered. I thought that if this happened again, I could make Puig look like a dumb pitcher sitting on the floor.

“Ji Maeng-ho! Exit!”

“Yes.”

That’s why I didn’t feel so bad after hearing the referee’s exit call. After swinging my fists like that, I, Lee Chang-joon and Puig got along well and heard the referee call me off, and coach Lee Soo-hyun approached me.

“It’s a fierce tiger.”

“Sorry. Director.”

“No. For once, I knew this would happen. Because there were guys who were targeting you even before UG. Tsk, I had a hard time today. Well, since this happened, I won’t touch you in the future. Still, be prepared for punishment. It will probably be punished at the league level.”

“All right.”

After listening to manager Lee Soo-hyun’s words of encouragement by tapping on my shoulder, I headed straight to the locker room. And in the locker room, So-young was waiting for her when she arrived. It seemed that he had been watching in the arena and came straight to the locker room.

“Maengho, are you okay?”

“Ah, I hit you, what? Did you see Did I win?”

“Yeah, good job. Good job.”

Soyoung’s voice was cold as if she was angry. Soyoung’s expression was mixed with worry.

“… Sorry.”

“Under… No, I’m not mad at you. UG Those bastards also said this. The restraints are too severe these days. This will really hurt you.”

“Well, there’s no way to deal with me, so I can’t help it.”

“Still, this isn’t it. We should start with public opinion first.”

“A public opinion war?”

“Don’t worry, Maengho. I contacted the reporters before coming here.”

“… Already?”

“Actually, even before UG, I told the reporters that something like this would happen someday. I wrote it sooner than I thought, but that’s it. But, for now, don’t look at the internet. Probably because there will be a lot of bad comments. Understand?”

“Huh.”

I replied that I knew it, but I had no intention of not seeing it. Knocking down Lee Chang-joon, beating the catcher, and beating Puig with a punch.

‘Fuck, Rittal can’t stand this.’

My heroic scene was shown intact on the screen of a broadcasting company, how can I put up with this? Even a lively reaction there. I felt like I wouldn’t have to eat three meals a day.

“It’s good though, Maengho. My sister is a fierce tiger, I was worried that you might be right.”

“Hey, who’s the guy? I’m not the kind of person who goes around getting hit by my older sister’s man.”

“I mean…”

Soyoung said as she lightly slapped my chest. Looking at the cute So-young’s actions, it seemed that I was proud of myself for winning the battle.

‘So-yeong reacts like this, so how can she tolerate it? Hehe.’

The thought of watching people’s reactions made my cock stand up. No, the cock stood up.

“Sister.”

“Huh?”

“I am standing.”

“… Here?”

“You must smell a bit of sweat since you just came back from the game, isn’t it okay?”

“… Huh.”

So-young’s hand slowly approached my belt. I could feel Soyoung’s touch on her uniform. With her skillful hands, So-young took off her pants and held my cock in her hand.

“Why are you so hard?”

“Proof of a warrior… ?”

After feeling the threat to her life, his cock seemed to be sucking harder than usual, perhaps thanks to his lust for life. So-Young’s soft hands ran over her prick. I sat in her chair feeling her soft touch. Soyoung also knelt down in front of me and looked up at me.

As I stroked her silky hair, she smiled seductively.

“Then, shall we begin?”

“Hurry…”

“Seriously, you’re still like a child.”

“Keugh.”

So-young cut her cock with her bite, and a passionate moan erupted from her mouth. While her teammates were playing, she was in the locker room giving her a blowjob, so the pleasure was greater than usual. Her cock felt warm and wet and her soft tongue wrapped around her glans. And she started rolling her tongue around her as if sucking on her candy.

How many minutes had it passed?

“Sister…”

Feeling the rush of ejaculation, I grabbed Soyoung’s hair and started shaking her head.

“Kek, kek.”

The filthy sound coming out of her cold-looking beauty amplifies the pleasure. She didn’t stop moving in her mouth, forgetting to make me feel good even while her hair was being grabbed. And the exhilarating sensation felt. I couldn’t hold back and vomited everything into her mouth.

“Ha, I took it off yesterday too, but it was a lot cheaper.”

“So you don’t like it?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it. By the way, did you get it a little faster today?”

“That means my sister was in a good mood.”

“Is it? Hmm, hmm.”

Soyoung’s proud appearance with her breasts stretched out was quite cute. She ran her fingers over what was left of her from the corners of her mouth, and she spontaneously licked the semen on her fingers inside her.

“Then shall we finish?”

“No.”

She tried to start the main episode after the atmosphere, but refused to return. I had a brief brain freeze because I had never had anything like this before, but I was able to understand what So-young said.

“Still, the team players fought on the ground, but I also have something to solve. Let’s do it at home a little later.”

To say no to that pleasant sex and go to work. The life of an office worker also seemed quite difficult.

“And, in public opinion wars, speed is important. Look. The article has already been posted.”

Soyoung showed me the article on the phone screen.

-‘Bad boy’ Ji Maeng-ho, is Korean baseball okay as it is?

-The beanball incident that excited the young player. The greatest rookie of all time was always playing in the danger of injury.

At first glance, the two articles seem to have different tone.

“The last thing I showed you was an article written by us. Like this, I have to agree with the marketing team. … Can you wait I don’t think the secretariat is like that, but they do a lot of public awareness. The level of punishment should be lowered as much as possible.”

When So-yeong finished her words, she refreshed her page, and she saw about one article swearing at me, while five articles were added defending me.

“… At this speed, you don’t need a sister, do you?”

“Still, I have to make the final payment. I am the owner of this club.”

The look on Soyoung’s face when she said that was full of confidence.

“Then I will only trust you.”

“Thank you for trusting me. Then my sister will go. You?”

“It’s still a game, so you should stay, right?”

“Our Maengho, you are all grown up.”

So-young, who smiled at me once, looked in the mirror and adjusted his dressing before going out of the locker room. Her back as she left seemed somehow reassuring.