Chapter 330 – Episode 322. Black Temptation. (1)

“I can give you about 500, but can you do me a favor? Can I see you today? Because I happen to be in Seoul. Contact me. Fuck, listening to Mr. Rossby’s words makes me so uncomfortable.”

Is there a favor I can give you other than lending you 5 million won? A part of my heart felt uncomfortable. If it is a mafia, can it be considered a gangster in Korea?

‘Hmm, I think I have a clue about something. … For a moment. Even though Jun-hoo met her girlfriend, she said it was a bar run by Kang Ho-cheol, right?’

I felt like I was getting a sense of something. What a gangster would ask for by giving him 5 million won is an interesting thing that Rossby talks about. Ugh, my head hurts.

“Huh?”

At that time, I remember that during spring camp, an instructor came from somewhere and gave a lecture on Clean Baseball. … Surely not?

“Ugh…”

At that moment, I felt like Junhu was about to wake up with a groan.

“Junhu, Junhu!”

“Uuuh, tongue?”

“Bitch, wake up.”

“Ugh, why am I lying here?”

“Don’t you remember?”

“I even remember getting to the parking lot.”

“Take a ride in the car first. Lie down.”

I quickly helped Junhu and laid him down on the seat in front of me and lowered the chair.

“Ha…”

“Hey. How is your girlfriend?”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“After you fainted, I received a message from Kang Ho-cheol. Please read this.”

“Fainting? Did I faint? Why?”

“Bitch, take some tonic and take it. “How can it be because the pitcher is that weak?”

“Ha, is it because I’m so stressed out these days? I suddenly fainted. But why does my jaw hurt so much?”

“I think I fell on my chin?”

“Can a person fall from his chin? ? Ugh, anyway, give me my phone.”

At Junhu’s words, I handed over his cell phone and started the car.

“First, ask them to come to a nearby bar.”

“Huh? Wait, I haven’t even read it yet.”

“Read it quickly, asshole.”

“Oh, my head hurts. Talk, see? Hocheol hyung?”

“Were we close enough to call him brother?”

“Yes, actually, Hocheol introduced Ji-hye to you too?”

“They said they met at a club.”

He introduced me to his girlfriend… It’s getting worse and worse. No matter how I think about it, this situation is strange. A gangster approaches a baseball player and introduces him to his girlfriend? I’ve been to that club a lot, but they’ve never offered me anything like that.

But if the goal was to fix the match, it was worth it. It makes no sense for a batter to fix a match. Making a mistake could only happen if the batted ball came towards him, and the fielder couldn’t control the direction of the batted ball. Moreover, in baseball, a player could win even if one batter hit 4 double plays in 4 at-bats. Because baseball is a pitcher’s game.

Even if the batter tries to fix the match, there is nothing he can change with his power. Once the pitcher throws the ball, something happens. As evidence, if you look at the players who have been match-fixing in the KBA league to date, all of them were pitchers.

“Uh, but while I was hanging out in a room, Hocheol introduced me as a younger brother he knew. We had a drink together and talked for a while, and it turned out that I was a good match. So I confessed first. How is it? It suits you well, right?”

In the midst of all this, I sighed when I saw a guy asking me if I and my girlfriend got along well.

“How much did you lose to that woman?”

“It’s being ripped off. I lent it to you. In total, about 3,500.”

“3,500? “It’s almost your annual salary.”

“That’s about it.”

“And yet you’re asking me to lend you 500 more?”

“No, but I was talking about Hocheol, why are you my girlfriend?”

Junhu also seemed uncomfortable talking about his girlfriend and tried to change the subject.

“I thought about it, and it’s a little strange?”

“Your brother thought about it?”

“… Huh?”

When she glanced at Junhu who said something strange, Junhu flinched and smiled awkwardly.

“No, no. “What’s strange?”

“Hey, do you know that Kang Ho-cheol is a gangster?”

“What? Were you a gangster? Hmm… It had that kind of smell, but I heard he was a senior who played baseball…”

“You said your girlfriend was introduced to you by that person.”

“Yes.”

“Has your girlfriend ever seen anything like your bank account?”

“… “I showed it sometimes when I was bragging.”

It seemed like it would be so. The only people who could make money like Junhu at the young age of 20 were sports players. Moreover, considering Junhu’s personality, it was worth bragging about.

“So, how much did you know about your financial situation?”

“… “Maybe?”

“But I borrowed 3,500 from you? Well, have you been to their father’s company in person?”

“I haven’t been there in person… “Brother, but don’t talk bad about Jihye.”

“This guy still hasn’t come to his senses.”

“Why can’t I come to my senses?”

“Hey, Kang Ho-cheol, that bastard is giving you 500. Is 5 million won just free money? Will you run the errand and give me the money? And in the first place, Kang Ho-cheol introduced me to his girlfriend. If he was going to give me 500, why would he say he would give it to me instead of lending it to my girlfriend?”

“… Huh?”

“Fuck you bastard, think about it.”

“… That’s true.”

“Aren’t you strange too? Huh? Isn’t it strange?”

At my urging, Junhu nods his head with a hesitant expression.

“Hey, first ask that bastard to come.”

“… Where?”

“We drink it often, you know.”

“Ah. “There?”

The bar where Junhu and I often drank was in a private room format, and since we were regulars, the owner could have accommodated us if we explained the situation.

“Let’s hear the story there first. What was the match-fixing repertoire? Oh, shit. I don’t remember. “I fell asleep during the lecture.”

“First, the first walk? I heard there was that too, under? Over? Something like this. I don’t know much, but I score a few points per inning. Ah, anyway, it was a bit much.”

I slept too, but this guy didn’t seem to remember things properly either. I didn’t listen to it because it was irrelevant since I was the one typing, but when I saw that this bastard didn’t remember properly even though he was sleeping in the company, she wanted to give him a hard beating.

“Fuck, what did you hear during the lecture?”

“No, who really listens to such lectures? “I don’t remember ever taking a class at school.”

“… That’s right.”

In fact, she didn’t remember studying at Nana Junhuna school, so she understood to a certain extent, but she felt a little frustrated when she was in this situation.

“Let’s meet and talk first. Hey, I’ll give you my tape recorder, so take it.”

“Recorder? Where is it?”

“There’s something in the shape of a fountain pen in the glove box, so take it.”

“Glove box? Oh my, shit. Why are there so many condoms?”

“…”

“Ah, I found it. Are there a pile of fountain pens? Why did you prepare something like this? Do you usually use things like this a lot? One, two, three. What? “There are six.”

“I don’t know anything about that. Do you see the button there? If you press that, recording will start, so leave it on when you go in.”

“Okay. I’ll press it first. Is this done?”

“Uh. You can write it like that.”

“Did you send the text? Come there.”

“I’ll send it now.”

“Are you a little suspicious too?”

“Under… But Jihye is not that kind of person. “Noona, you’re really kind.”

“You asshole, please listen to me.”

“I’m not saying it’s Jihye.”

“Fuck, then why don’t you call that bitch too?”

“Don’t swear.”

“What?”

“… “I’ll call you too.”

This guy has to show a straight face to be listened to? While Junhu and I were making plans, we arrived at a bar in Sincheon that we often go to.

“Oh, is Meng Hao here?”

“I’ll just rent two rooms here. “I’m in a bit of a hurry right now.”

“Yes?”

“I’ll give you 1 million won.”

I quickly transferred 1 million won to my account. If I told the president, the president might make a joke or something might arise, so I omitted the detailed explanation and explained the general situation.

“So, one room will be used by Maeng-ho, and the food will be served in the room where Jun-hu is, right?”

“Yes. That’s right. Please.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what’s going on, but I hope it goes well. And fighting this season too! “I almost fainted when I won last year.”

“Yes, please support us this season as well.”

Fortunately, the president was an AT fan, so he didn’t ask for details. Should I call it faith in me?

“Hey, you go into this room and talk on this cell phone. “I’ll be listening in the next room.”

“… Why do you carry two cell phones?”

“I don’t know anything about that.”

“Okay. Under… I don’t think it’s real… No, that’s right. Oh, shit. Sister Ji-hye, it’s not true, right?”

“For now, come to your senses.”

“… Yes.”

So I left Junhu and went into the next room.

‘Ha, really, no way. I hope not.’

In fact, although she spoke strongly to Joon-hoo, I felt like she wished it wasn’t me. First, I knew her face and she was the one who gave me free drinks. And in the first place, Junhu started going to that club because I told him about it. If you really approached us with that kind of mindset, it would have been a betrayal.

‘Fuck, is this really a betrayal? Well, from the first time I saw it, I didn’t like it because it spoke informally. Fuck, ha… Is it true? ‘Is this because you saw me as a dick?’

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt at the betrayal I felt. This fucking bastard…

‘Huh, let’s hold on for a bit. Oh, and I have to contact Soyoung…’

If something like this happened, the person I could rely on was, of course, Soyoung. However, since I was on the phone with Jun-hoo right now, I couldn’t talk, so I left a rough message about the current situation on the chat and waited for Kang Ho-cheol and that bastard to come.

“Are you here? Wow! “It’s been a while.”

And as time passed, Kang Ho-cheol’s loud Daegu dialect was heard.

‘Arrived.’

‘Hehe, I’m looking forward to it.’

‘What are you looking forward to?’

‘It’s fun. Even when I was a player, there were trash who did this kind of thing.’

‘Is that fun?’

‘… Well, it wasn’t particularly fun. At that time. When I think of the hardships we went through back then… I wanted to tear it all up and kill it.’

Even though he said it was funny, Rossby also seemed annoyed. I’m just saying it sarcastically like usual Rossby. Anyway, Rossby was also a person who loved baseball. So much so that I wonder if I could have become a ghost.

‘Those bastards, I should have torn them to death then.’

You can hear the anger in Rossby’s voice. No, maybe Rossby shares with me the feelings he felt back then?

-“So, Heeya can give you about 500. It’s my relationship with you, so I guess that’s not enough. “If only you would do me a favor instead.”

At that time, Kang Ho-cheol’s voice comes through the cell phone. After finishing my conversation with Rossby, I focused on the sound of a call coming from my cell phone.

-“… “What are you asking?”

-“Nothing much. It’s just a simple request. It’s really simple.”

-“I’ll listen to it first.”

-“You’re starting this week, right?”

-“How do you know that?”

-“I’m also from the baseball team, so you all know that. The rotation is obvious, kid.”

-“Yes, of course.”

-“When you start, even if you only walk one. “It’s an exhibition game, so no one cares, kid?”

… This fucking bastard.

-“What is that? Are you asking me to fix the match?”

-“Hey, this is match-fixing. Jjapi exhibition matches have nothing to do with the regular league, right? Just think of it as zero point adjustment. One walk is 500. Is it difficult?”

-“Under…”

There was no need to listen anymore. This was a match-fixing offer.

-“By any chance, do you also run Toto?”

-“Toto? Do you have Toto too?”

-“If it’s Toto, is it okay for me to walk anyway?”

-“Under! That makes sense. Well then, it’s good for us too. It’s all about making a living. If I make some money from that, I can run Ji-hye’s father’s factory again, and I can eat all the money that you lent me.”

-“Where is that site?”

It was all discussed up to this point. If they were really match-fixing guys, they had to be caught from the root.

-“Look, I’ll send it to you. Do you use TeleX RAM?”

-“No.”

-“Hmm, then give me your cell phone. “Please come in directly.”

-“Yes.”

After a few seconds that felt like dozens of minutes passed, the sound of Junhu tapping on the table was heard. A signal that work is finished. There was nothing more to see. I got up from my seat and opened the door where Junhu was.

“Uh? “What the heck?”

“Hocheol is a piece of shit. “I didn’t like you from the first time you spoke informally.”

“Suddenly I’m getting angry, is this guy crazy?”

He must have been angry at me for swearing at him, so he got up from his seat and approached me. And the guy’s fist swings. It was quite easy to block the guy’s fist because it was infinitely slower than the speed of the baseball he had been watching his whole life.

“Evil. “It hurts.”

Pain felt in the arm blocking the fist. It was quite painful, but bearable. Compared to being hit by a baseball, it’s about this much.

“Are you making fun of me?”

He seemed to be very angry, as if he sensed that my words didn’t show any emotion.

“If you keep hitting me, I won’t stand it, Hocheol.”

“What can I do if you don’t bear it?”

Huh, since I’m recording, I guess it’s self-defense.