Chapter 271 – 271. Covenant With the Devil (6)
After the match against WM Winners, it was a while to have a happy reunion with the players.
I suddenly remembered the bet with the master coach.
‘I have to receive what I deserve.’
But I can’t help but shake my head when I think about whether that self-respecting master coach will become a dog in front of me.
‘Well, there’s no need to forcefully kneel.’
It’s embarrassing that I’ve been close to you, but I thought that it would be good enough for me to keep my mouth shut from now on.
I told the kids to wait and went out to find the master coach.
Unlike us, who had a meeting with the fans thanks to the victory, the opponent would return to the dorm right away, so we had to hurry.
“Director, Director! Where are you going?!”
But then I heard someone calling me from behind.
When I turned my head, I saw that the white one was following me.
I was going to say that there was no need to come, but I thought about what it would be like if we went together, so I replied bluntly.
“Go see the WM Winners coach.”
“Ah… That master coach? I heard rumors too.”
If you knew even that obtuse white, you could tell how notorious it was in the industry.
“A lot of strange things happened today, and I had a bet the other day, so I think we should talk about it.”
“Um… Certainly, I got a lot of strange feelings while playing the game. Do you feel like your skills have suddenly increased? It’s a bit harsh to say this, but it felt like I was doped.”
Doping.
Hearing that word that made the back of his neck sore just by thinking about it, he frowned.
No sport has been free from doping controversy.
So far, the method of discovering doping has developed a lot, but on the contrary, doping technology has also developed.
Even with the emergence of a new platform called virtual reality, it was impossible to think that a space free from 100% doping was born.
“For now, don’t talk about it outside.”
“All right! I will only stick to the director’s side!”
White White wrapped his arm around his arm.
It must have been of no help in dealing with the master coach, but the moment I felt the soft touch of his arm, unknown courage welled up.
‘Yeah, I have this fucking tit, so what’s the fear?’
When I arrived at the waiting room of WM Winners, I saw the players packing up and leaving.
They also bowed their heads as if they recognized me.
Then, with a glance, he turned his eyes to the white side.
It seemed to be because the specific part of the white shirt holding my arm was greatly emphasized.
I asked them without trying to express their gaze.
“Where is the coach?”
“Ah… He went to answer the phone for a while. To the vending machine.”
“All right. Thank you for your hard work today.”
“Yes, yes. Thank you for your effort.”
After an awkward conversation, I parted ways with them.
And, as I just heard, I headed to the small resting room next to the waiting room.
It was a place with vending machines and smoking booths.
There, I could find the master coach smoking a cigarette and yelling at the phone.
I stood next to him for a moment and waited for her call to end.
“Oh, wait a minute.”
Not long after, the master coach found me and approached me roughly turning off his phone.
Hook, and the unpleasant smell of cigarettes came in.
“Ugh, the smell…”
White White scowls at her and backs away from her.
A small sneer came to Master Coach G’s lips when she saw that.
“What, did you think I would be scared if I brought even the daughter of a naive conglomerate? You are more naive than you think.”
Maybe he was trying to get the head start, but he didn’t show any signs of hesitation even though he clearly lost the bet.
In addition, it seems that he has no intention of keeping the bet at all, as if he is being treated as if it were natural.
It seemed so, so I wasn’t embarrassed.
I opened my mouth.
“The players are well trained. I don’t know since when I was so good at it.”
“…”
The master coach averts his gaze.
The figure hiding something made me guess that something was happening somewhere I didn’t know.
“I have nothing to talk to you about, so go away.”
“You made a bet with me. Did you forget?”
“Under? Bet? What are you talking about?”
As expected, the master coach who puts out flippers.
I nodded my head gravely.
If so, I also had an idea.
“It burns if you use it that often.”
“What?”
“You’re going to get sick if you use that much.”
“How do you…”
It was a rough stab, but judging from the reaction, it seemed like the correct answer.
I smiled and hugged Baek Ha-yeon, who was next to her.
“Sorry…”
She was startled, but it wasn’t a reaction she disliked.
I touched her body proudly in front of the master coach.
While kneading the big breasts and hips, which can be said to be the pride of the Battle Angels, like rice cakes, we show off that we are like that.
The master coach put on a dumbfounded expression at our unexpected love affair.
It must have been too out of common sense to understand the situation.
“Otherwise, how can I play with a kid like this, and how can a kid like this rise to the first division?”
“…That’s right…”
All I did was have my master coach pave the way and push my back to let my imagination run wild.
However, as if that alone was enough to put together the empty puzzle in her head, she soon looked up at me with an excited expression.
“Come to think of it, I guess so. The reason why girls who seemed to have no relationship with games suddenly became good at it. And it must have been all because of ‘that’ that you, who could not even go near those girls and were weeded out, played with those bitches next to you. I understand now.”
“…”
I fully sympathized with the fact that our players looked like they wouldn’t play games for the rest of their lives after giving in a hundred times, but the story behind it, the weeding drip, hurt my heart a little.
I interrupted her to no longer organize her thoughts.
“Anyway, the ones you use seem to be worse than mine.”
“Under…”
After hearing my words, the master coach snorted as if he were laughing, but he couldn’t hide his nervous eyes.
“…Where do you get it?”
In the end, she was the first to reveal her true feelings.
Almost there.
A chance to find out who’s making the fiends in the sacred esports scene.
“If you tell me, I will introduce you. After all, if you only have this thing, you don’t need it.”
Master coach staring at me.
Soon after, a deep smile appeared on his lips.
At that moment I realized that something was wrong.
“That was the purpose.”
“…”
“Nice try. But what about this, there’s nothing I can say about that. Hehe, what can you do with this? Like begging or begging me?”
Perhaps thanks to his understanding of my intentions, he quickly gets excited and is busy mocking.
This could also be said to be hers.
Instead of answering, I showed her insulting white white hat that was worn around her side.
She slipped away from her uniform and massaged her breasts, reaching into her panties and touching her cunt.
“Come on, I’m the director… Wow…”
Baek Ha-yan, who is watching the master coach while being held in my arms.
Even the master coach, who had been laughing for a while, looked around in embarrassment.
I said calmly.
“Then shall we bet again?”
“… What a bet.”
“Can White player urinate here or not?”
“What kind of crazy is this?”
A master coach looking at me with an expression as if he were looking at a creature beyond the abyss.
Without listening to her answer, I looked at the white one.
Then Baek Ha-yeon nodded her head shyly.
“If the director wants…”
“…”
My intentions in approaching the Master Coach no longer mattered.
Baek Ha-yeon, who was wriggling in her arms, succeeds in lowering her panties.
Her clean, pure white genitals are exposed without any pubic hair.
A situation in which anyone who came close would notice that she was doing something suspicious.
As it was, the white color began to spit out her transparent urine.
“…Are you really crazy, are you?”
Maybe it was thanks to seeing her childish expression of pleasure in her whiteness.
The master coach, who didn’t even think about resolving his panicked feelings and showed it intact, said as if he had seen a glimpse of madness.
Shrugging her shoulders, I took off her white panties and erased her traces on her hands.
And then throw it into the pool of water on the floor.
“Wipe it.”
“Yes, yes…”
Iron pudduck.
Baek Ha-yeon, who fell to the floor as it was, started wiping off the liquid from her.
I turned my gaze to the master coach.
“Then shall we bet next?”
“…”
As her one step approaches her, she takes her one step back.
The look that laughed at me was nowhere to be seen.
“You like to bet.”
“…”
“If you win, I’ll clean up even the pee you spilled myself.”
“…You crazy bastard.”
“It is simple.”
Even the master coach, who liked to bully others, showed a rare reaction that seemed quite flustered.
I continued talking.
“If you win in the second round match, we will give each other what we want.”
“…Why should I?”
She seemed to have completely forgotten the content of the last bet, but she was able to let go of that much.
“If I lose, I’ll let you know.”
“What?”
“How could I raise my players to be like your favorite dogs.”
“…”
She kept her mouth shut and couldn’t answer anything.
But whether it was a proposal that was quite interesting, or if there was still a way to beat us, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.
“I know I’ll die if it’s a no-nonsense way.”
“There’s no such thing, so prepare yourself well.”
“?”
I grinned and scanned her body.
Her expression becomes increasingly distorted and displeased.
“I’d rather be skinny than chubby.”
“Fuck off.”
“Oh, and I’m sure you’ll get paid for breaking the bet this time.”
I remembered her voice sarcastic about what you could do.
The master coach couldn’t even budge with his mouth slightly open, probably feeling ominous.
“I don’t know how much I have to do, so if it’s difficult, tell me anytime.”
And I left the place with Baek Ha-yeon, who was lying on the floor, leaving only ambiguous words.
In order to prepare for the second round, I needed to build up my skills beyond what I am now.