Chapter 22 – Rice Cake in Both Hands When I Stayed Still (1)

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It was a day like usual.
One day, as usual, morning training was in progress.

The team atmosphere was good thanks to the one-sided victory achieved a few days ago, and although there was no visible stat increase, the feeling that something was improving made me feel motivated.

In the midst of training, the coach’s cell phone rang loudly.
〈Why does love run away~ Like a shy child~〉 Annoyed by the repeated ringing, the director turned off his cell phone, and after a while a young administrative staff member came running panting and scolded the director.

“No, Director! Why are you turning off your phone! How many times have I called you!”
“Kuhmm. Curham. I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know you came from the administrative office.”

The director, who was dragged away after being beaten up by a young female employee, did not appear until after a long time,

“Hong Min-joon. Come and see me.”

Called me out of the blue.
What?

The head coach, who was leading the training session in place of the coach, asked on behalf of everyone.

“What’s the matter, Director?”
“We have a sergeant on our team.”

It’s been a while since I was dragged away being beaten like a nobleman, so why did I become so conceited?
The coach, who was shoulder to shoulder with me, smiled heartily as I came out while receiving the suspicious gaze of the athletes.

“As expected, there must be at least one handsome boy.
“What’s going on?”
“Hmmmm. Minjuni, the head of our wagaku, received an interview request this time. Everyone applauds!”

Interview?
The seniors, who had high expectations at the sound of the celebration, quickly clapped their hands with faces that turned sour.

“From the first time I saw that bastard, I knew something like this would happen someday.”
“Me too. To be honest, it’s strange that I don’t come in for an interview when I come.”
“Director! Then what about us? Since we’re the team’s sergeant, we’ll do it too!?”

When everyone grumbles, the high-minded senior asks in a loud voice, as expected of a captain.
The director, who was silent for a moment as he looked around at the expectant members, opened his mouth heavily.

“Sorry. You are not there.”
“Why, why!! Why only that bastard…!”

The senior who was pointing fingers was startled as if he noticed something,

“That’s right, you guys can’t do this, this.”

As if to confirm a kill, the director put his hand in front of his face and waved it up and down, and everyone couldn’t hold back their tears.

Ugh. At least I would have been caught between them.
What would I have done if I was ugly?

“Damn, I’m envious! It’s even in the school newspaper!”
“Huh? Isn’t that the school newspaper club?”
“…Is it the school newspaper or something?”
“Where did you say it was? Some women’s magazine or something.”
“…… Ah.”

A sad silence passed.

“But, Director! Why does that matter to our team? I’m not happy at all!”
“That’s right! Isn’t this only good news for Minjun!”

Shouting losers… No, the director, who gestured to the Potatoes to calm down,

“That’s because Minjun is interviewing on behalf of our soccer team!”

Isn’t that a big laugh?
What? After all, isn’t it just me?

“Eh!! You represent the soccer team! After all? The soccer team is one body! You guys don’t even know the dripping water effect! If Min-Jun does well, you guys will do well too!”
“Oooh!!”

Like a president on the brink of impeachment, he was almost kicked out by his subordinates.
Men’s jealousy is really ugly.

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“I heard that there was a request for an interview from a women’s magazine called Woman People.”
“Woman People?”

Are there any magazines like that?
No, by the way, out of the blue, some kind of women’s magazine?

“Coach. Some women’s magazine interviews soccer players. I’m not a national representative.”
“That’s why. It’s very strange that they picked you up there. You really don’t know, do you?”
“I don’t know. I’m hearing whether it’s woman people or purple for the first time today.”
“That’s fancy.”

The director, who tilted his head, stared at me and then convinced himself.

“I guess. If this happens, it can happen.”
“…”

What kind of precocious face is that?

“Anyway, the school side tends to listen to requests for interviews unless it’s in a strange place. Whether it’s in a newspaper or magazine or whatever, if the name of the school appears once, it’s all publicity, right? I did. That’s why, our school is pushing the arts and sports side. So, we decided to interview two people as promising athletes in the sports world… Is it okay?”

I wondered if he had such a long tongue to talk about, and he said that one person would bloom in my interview.

“I don’t care.”
“Yeah, it’s not like I don’t have a relationship with the kid I’m with.”

Destiny?
I didn’t know anyone other than the soccer team at school.
Rather, to interview me in a women’s magazine… I’m more worried about what questions will come up.

I took a light shower and followed the director to the interview location, where a cozy space about 10 pyeong was waiting for me.
There is a table in the middle, and one or two chairs are arranged facing each other, which seems to have been prepared in advance.

“I just have to wait here. I’m not going to stop.”

After walking around, the director disappears, and I am sitting on the sofa, picking up snacks set on the table, when the door bursts open with brisk footsteps.

“Huh? You were there first. Bye bye!”
“Hello.”

What came in was a slender beauty with gorgeous blonde hair and a contrasting white tennis skirt that made her happy just by looking at it.

Like a cheerful impression, the ponytail swayed recklessly from side to side in line with the light steps of the short skirt fluttering.

…… I want to pull it once.

But why do you think I saw it somewhere?
There’s no way I’ll ever forget this kind of cheerful beauty. It’s strange.

A woman approaching her, brushing off her loosely tied bangs and dangling her horsehair-like ponytail, sat down beside her and abruptly held out her hand.

“Nice to meet you! Maybe it’s because I’ve heard a lot about her brother, but it’s not unfamiliar! But he’s much more handsome than I heard!!”

What is this tension?
She hasn’t even put her hand out yet, but she grabs it and swings it around.

“Ah, yes. But who’s the younger brother…?”
“Huh? A younger brother is a younger brother!”

No bitch, who is that little sister!
At that time, she flashed through my mind and passed by.

“Yoonhyuk senior sister?”
“Correct answer! There is no product because it was too late!

Heehee smile gives off a mischievous impression that is not appropriate for his age.
Since I’m senior Yoon Hyuk, I’m sure she’s older than me… How old are you?

Just by looking at her face, she seems like a freshman who has just entered school, but considering that senior Yoon Hyuk is 22 years old, she is at least 23 years old.
Omg! Could it be that this mischievous older sister is in her mid-twenties!? I think about it, but I point my finger at her.

“Oh! I just thought it was rude!”

Finger poking the tip of the nose.

“No.”

I didn’t lie, I didn’t lie.
Just wondering how old you are.

“Really.”
“What?”
“You say you’re smirking, but are you really smirking?”
“Under. Me? Sly?”

What a baseless accusation. It is unfair.

“That word, could it be that Senior Yoon Hyuk said that?”
“… Not really?”
“Wow ~ I haven’t seen Yoonhyuk-senpai like that, but he talked like that to me from behind~”
“It’s not, it’s not. Her brother didn’t tell you.”
“Then who did you hear from?”
“… Just a rumor?”
“Don’t lie. What did you see for the first time today? Senior Yoon Hyuk, right?”

Seeing them face to face right next to each other, I can see all the rolling eyes.
There is such a thing as having big eyes, but I just seem to be an honest person with my inclination itself.

“Oh, what interview are you talking about today?”

It’s cuter than I thought to look at the obvious words.
What is this sister why are you so cute

“I don’t know either. What did he say They say it’s a women’s magazine called Woman People.”
“Yes? Are you female? Why are you interviewing us there?”
“Iknow, right.”

My older sister, who was staring at me, asks.

“Why do not you know?”
“Uh… Is there no one to tell you?”
“I see.”

Then I stare again.
It’s a bit embarrassing to look at it so closely.

“Senior Yoon Hyuk said that my older sister is a tennis player.”
“Yes. Oh, have you heard? She won the WTA Tour Korea Open this time!”
“WT… What?”
“WTA! Women’s Tennis Federation! It was hosted there… I don’t know?”

He hurriedly waved her hand at his sullen expression.

“Oh, I know, I know! She won this time, because the seniors boasted.”

It’s real. It’s not a lie, it’s a lie.
Because the senior said it in passing during the night self-training.

“Is not it! The winning points are much higher than those hosted by the ITF! I went up 280 points this time!”
“Oh oh! Awesome! 280 points? Awesome.”
“Hee hee! What do you think.”

I shrug my shoulders and raise her nose… Sorry. I have no idea what you’re talking about.
However, she seemed so happy to see her eyes twinkling and happy, so it was infinitely nadenade.

“Are you a very good kid?”

Let’s have a lot of fun… Isn’t it that he laughed with satisfaction after showing off his one-sided self-promotion?
I’m tired now I want to go home.

“Actually, no one is interested in tennis, so I don’t have much to brag about.”

Crossing her legs and clenching her chin, the older sister sighs with a cynical expression.
Since she is expressionless, she has a surprisingly cold impression, this older sister.

“Our country is a wasteland for tennis. Especially the female side. So wherever you have an interview, attend as much as possible. Because I have to tell you somehow. I should do it if I can show it to the public at least once. Because that’s what I do as a female tennis player.”

I had no words to say at the words I spit out like a sigh.
Soccer is a major sport. It is probably the most globalized sport.

There may be other sports with larger prize money and higher player salaries, but soccer is the most popular sport worldwide.

That’s why I’ve never thought about making football known until now.
Athletes in minor sports had such difficulties.

My older sister, who used to be naughty, looks new,

“Forgive me for being late!!”

The door opened once more.