A Stick is the Cure for a Crazy Woman (1)
A Stick is the Cure for a Crazy Woman (1)
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After training, the seniors go to shower, and the youngest line stays behind to clean up.
There are no exceptions to this unspoken rule, so I, the team's ace, had to clean up with my peers too.
After roughly finishing the cleanup, it was a boring wait for the seniors to finish showering.
While waiting for the shower room to empty, I turned on my phone and saw a message from Heeyeon Noona.
Checking the content, it was just a link.
'Sseup... This isn't going to be something weird, is it...?'
You can never let your guard down with this Noona.
Didn't I almost get into big trouble last time when I clicked a link Heeyeon Noona sent without thinking?
The video of the 3-way with Reporter Noona included.
I had forgotten about it, but she edited it, uploaded it to the Sect she runs, and sent me the link.
Just that alone made my head spin, but a few days ago, I was walking down the street, clicked a link Heeyeon Noona sent without thinking, and a masturbation video played.
'I almost got totally fucked.'
Just in case, I muted the speaker first... checked my surroundings to make sure no one was there, and clicked the link.
Contrary to my mental preparation, a normal site popped up.
Turns out it was a column briefly introducing the teams that advanced to the university league finals this time.
'Unexpected, Heeyeon Noona.'
I thought she was busy since she's participating in an overseas open again following the last tour, but she must have been keeping her antenna up for news about me.
I didn't even know, when did she find all this? She's so thoughtful, I'll have to make her faint when she gets back.
'Let's see. Our team is... here it is.'
<Hojin University>
—A team belonging to the southern region of Jeollanam-do. In a region without any strong teams, it was expected to be a chaotic battle among teams of similar power, but they showed surprising potential by passing the preliminaries with 12 games and 12 wins, a clean sweep.
—With Manager Na Geon-seong's signature pragmatic soccer and the performance of the 1st-year rookie striker Hong Min-jun who joined this year, they showed stability across both offense and defense.
—However, the fact that the team's ace is a 1st-year, and that they lack national tournament experience and have never played against strong teams, are risk factors.
—One of the 3 teams that advanced to the finals with a clean sweep in the regional preliminaries this year. Could they be the dark horse of this tournament?
After the friendly match against the Olympic National Team, our team's upward trend accelerated as if we hit the gas pedal, finishing the preliminary league with 12 games and 12 wins. Even if it's considered a weak region, passing with a clean sweep is definitely a big deal, but... surprisingly, teams with clean sweeps appear occasionally in regional preliminaries.
Since the preliminaries are grouped by region, sometimes one prestigious team is included and slaughters the rest, so just this year, there are 3 places that passed the regional preliminaries with a clean sweep.
However, unlike teams that were expected to sweep, this came from a place where a close, back-and-forth battle was expected among mediocre teams, so it seems it drew quite a bit of attention.
'This isn't bad? No, she actually gave me a pretty good review.'
As I was smiling with satisfaction, Heeyeon Noona sent another link.
What is it this time? Did an article about me come out?
As soon as I clicked the link, a feast of flesh filled the screen.
"What are you watching?"
"......."
I quietly turned off the screen.
"You guys go in and wash up. What are you hiding again? What is it?"
I could only smile vaguely at Yoon-hyeok Senior, who was shaking his damp hair as if he had just finished showering.
I couldn't tell him I was watching his own flesh and blood's masturbation video.
...And one with graffiti like 'Min-jun's Exclusive' written on her pubic area, too.
"Come to think of it, do you know my Noona?"
"A, a little?"
"'A little' is informal speech. Hmmm. Was it my Noona just now too?"
"J, just now? What do you mean?"
"Weren't you texting?"
"...Maybe?"
"'Maybe' is informal speech. What the hell. Are you really in contact with my Noona?"
Ahem.
I couldn't bear to look at Yoon-hyeok Senior.
Since I had taken Heeyeon Noona's first experience, and in a 3-way while filming it, no less.
Can't be helped. Time for the classic subject change...!
It was when the youngest line, who had finished cleaning up, came out in a swarm with the other team members.
"Wow. What is that car? It's fucking cool."
I looked to see what the buzzcut peer was admiring, and,
"Holy shit. It's a Mercedes CLS."
The unique three-pointed star logo stuck right in the center of the grille.
My favorite, wannabe, dream car, the Mercedes CLS, was right there.
"Mercedes? Is that a Mercedes?"
"Of course it is! Senior, don't you know that three-pointed star logo? Kya~ so stylish. Look at how sleek it is. I'm gonna cum, seriously."
"You really like Mercedes."
"Of course! That's my dream car."
There are many more expensive cars, but my dream car is a Mercedes, specifically the CLS.
Keu... That silhouette. I'm so jealous....
"Ugh~ Old man smell. You're not even an old man, what's with the Mercedes? BMW would be better."
"Ah, you guys don't know anything. Is a dream car just one of the German Big 3? At least a Porsche should be considered a dream car, you bastards."
"Porsche is out of reach! It's too unrealistic, so I don't like it."
"You gotta dream big!"
We were about to pass by while noisily arguing about dream cars out of nowhere, when the driver's side door of the CLS, which had been standing still, swung open and a beauty wearing sunglasses stepped out.
Simple attire of a white t-shirt and jeans.
A slender height that looked like at least 170cm at a glance. The leg lines and buttocks characteristic of tight jeans, and the white t-shirt that showed off her slim waist as it rode up.
She was a woman who personally demonstrated that even plain clothes look different depending on who wears them.
"Wow, fuck... That's insane. She's amazing."
"Did she come to meet someone? Maybe a team member's family...?"
"Whoever's Noona this is, raise your hand. I'll take care of her from now on."
No, Captain... You shouldn't be like that too.
Even Go Ji-sik Senior, whom I trusted, fell for it. As expected of a woman whose appearance even I was tempted by.
The woman who got out of the car walked straight toward us without a moment's hesitation.
Click-clack, the sound of someone gulping down saliva in time with the sound of her heels.
"Excuse me. I can hear you all swallowing."
"Y, you, why are you so calm?"
"Then what, should I be trembling?"
"No... That woman is coming this way!"
"So what?"
Sigh, these idiots.
Seeing my teammates stunned due to a lack of resistance to pretty women, I'm embarrassed for them.
To think I'm on the same team as these foolish guys.
"Snap out of it. It's the Masked Woman you seniors were talking about."
"...The Masked Woman?"
"I knew it! I told you! I told you she'd be pretty!"
They truly are seniors I'm embarrassed to be with.
Anyway, why is that crazy bitch approaching all of a sudden? She's been quiet since the crazy stunt she pulled when I first saw her, so what's this about?
Even if she's a crazy bitch on the inside, her appearance is overwhelming, so I was admiring her without realizing it, when the crazy bitch walked up to me and abruptly,
"Follow me."
she said, linking her arm with mine.
She really is a crazy bitch.
"Who might you be?"
"Ha? You don't know me?"
"I don't know you."
"What the... Ah. Wait."
The crazy bitch, who was about to shout, took off her sunglasses and hung them on her chest... Wakyapya~ If it weren't for her personality, I'd tease her like crazy. What a shame.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"So, who are you?"
"W, what? You don't know me?"
"I don't know you."
I didn't want to get any more entangled with this bitch, so I played dumb, and the crazy bitch's flustered expression gradually distorted.
Oh, is her temper coming out?
"H, hic... You bad bastard. You really don't know?"
"Uh...?"
No. Is she pulling the "crying first is winning" card here!?
What a wicked bitch. But she picked the wrong person. I'm not the type to fall for a woman's tears—
"Wow, this bastard Hong Min-jun..."
"I knew it. He thinks he can treat women lightly just because of his looks!"
"That's too much. How can he pretend not to know her like that? Even so..."
"......."
No, what the hell are you guys talking about.
Even if I wanted to make an excuse, the seniors' glares are ominous.
"What's going on?"
"Holy shit. What, what? There's a woman crying in front of Min-jun oppa?"
"Daebak! Huge event!"
Ah, shit.
I was wondering why those girls from his fan club or whatever weren't following him around today.
...If I stay like this, my reputation is going to hell. Even if it's annoying, I have no choice but to go along with it for now.
"J, just kidding~ Surprise~"
"...Sniff. Kidding?"
"Of course! It's a joke! Come on, stop. Don't cry."
If there weren't people around, I would have shouted, "Kidding my ass, you fucking bitch, you're lying!" and run away with the momentum I had built up from bowing, but...
"What, what? What's their relationship?"
"Wow... the woman is really pretty. It's annoying, but she suits our Min-jun so well..."
"Fuck. Fuck. If only I looked like that bastard, no, even half, no, a quarter as good!"
Why do people keep gathering!!
Under the stinging gazes, I was putting on a fake smile, and the bewildered crazy bitch suddenly raised her nose triumphantly.
"Ha! That's right. There's no way you'd forget me. Hmph. Well, a joke... since you wanted to play a joke on me, I'll let it slide."
"...Ha. Haha. Thanks, seriously."
"But only this once."
Her eyes were red, and she was acting haughty with her arms crossed, which was very annoying.
Just then, the crazy bitch threw something at me.
"Huh? What is this... a car key?"
"This is your dream car, right? Take it."
A smart key with the Mercedes logo engraved on it!
I stared at the crazy bitch, dumbfounded, while chaos erupted behind me.
"Fuck! Is this life!!"
"Why the hell!? Why only that bastard! Is it the difference in looks? Is it the difference in looks, tell me!"
"Crazy, crazy. That unnie is total girl crush!"
My back is getting warm from the complaints of the ugly men burning with jealousy.
Even in the midst of that, like the crazy bitch she is, she walked haughtily to the car as if she didn't care about the surrounding gazes and got into the passenger seat.
"What are you doing? Get in quickly."
"What? Why would I..."
I wanted to say, but the CLS was too big a temptation.
Receiving gazes that were so intense they were hot, I slinked over and sat in the driver's seat.
'Fuck... This is a CLS.'
"Start it."
"Where to?"
"I've set the navigation, so just go."
What the hell is this crazy bitch planning?
"Why do you keep looking around?"
"Hey. But..."
Sseup.
I fiddled with the steering wheel and told her the truth.
"I don't have a driver's license."
"......."