Chapter 140: Shin Eunah
"Of course!"
As if he had been waiting for those words, Jihoon readily nodded and agreed to help Eunah.
"Then let's go right now!"
He'd agreed to help, but since they were starting anyway, he insisted they begin immediately. The moment school ended for the day, he practically dragged her along.
And so they arrived at a gym.
As if it had just been built, the interior was enormous, spotless, and the decor was absolutely gorgeous.
A gym that practically made you want to work out just by being there.
But... why were they here all of a sudden?
A question bloomed in her mind.
What was the reason for coming to the gym? She thought about it seriously, but the only thing that came to mind was losing the fat that filled her body.
Not that losing it would change her appearance at all.
Getting rid of the things on her face — that was the fundamental problem — was the priority.
Not the fat.
Either unaware of this or simply ignoring it, Jihoon shoved Eunah into the changing room.
"Huh? Unnie?"
"Ah..."
Inside the changing room.
A beauty beyond imagination, in the middle of changing clothes, greeted her.
"Nayoung?"
She'd occasionally seen female celebrities on TV whose looks seemed unreal — making her reasonably suspect they weren't human but goddesses instead.
If they were goddesses, then what about the woman standing before her now?
Han Nayoung.
Long brown hair reaching down to her waist covered skin as white as jade.
She had taken off her top and seemed about to remove her skirt as well.
The only thing covering her upper body was a pink bra wrapped around two massive breasts.
Large breasts contrasting with her thin waist, and snow-white skin. Above all, her face — without a trace of makeup yet more beautiful than anyone — looked, no matter how you saw it, like it wasn't from this world.
"Did you come to work out?"
Having stopped mid-skirt removal, Nayoung approached Eunah, who had just entered the changing room, and asked with a beautiful smile.
"Uh, yeah..."
She'd only ended up inside the gym because she'd been dragged along, but she found herself answering that she'd come to work out.
"Alone?"
"No... with Jihoon... Ah..."
She gasped, catching herself.
Nothing could be more awkward than showing up at a gym with someone else's boyfriend.
"With Jihoon?"
Would she get angry? Worried that she might have driven a wedge between them, her heart pounded anxiously.
"Come to think of it, he did say he was going to put Eunah unnie on a diet."
As if he'd told her in advance, Nayoung just nodded, going "Ah, right."
Only then did Eunah let out the breath she'd been holding.
"I didn't think he'd actually do it right away."
"Me neither..."
She hadn't expected him to make her exercise at all.
She'd thought he might teach her things like studying or knowledge useful for social life.
"Since we're here anyway, let's work out hard together."
"Yeah..."
She'd always rationalized that even if she lost weight, her face would still be ugly, so she'd never really committed to exercise.
But with Nayoung's words, she decided to give it a try since she was here anyway.
No, she had decided to try.
"Noona, just five more minutes."
"*Pant... gasp... huff...*!"
Running on the treadmill for a full ten minutes had left her so breathless it felt like she was suffocating.
Despite that, Jihoon told her to run five more minutes without any mention of stopping.
"C-Can I... just a little...?!"
Gasping for air, she timidly asked if she could take a break, but he flatly refused.
It was maddeningly hard.
And on top of that, the gazes that had been drawn to Nayoung now seemed to turn toward her as well, making her feel incredibly burdened and embarrassed.
Every time she ran, her chest — enlarged even more by the fat — jiggled obscenely through her clothes.
And not just her chest — her belly fat did the same.
The workout clothes she'd received at the gym were shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, leaving her thick arms and legs exposed. She felt like people's eyes were scanning every single flaw of hers.
She wanted to hide.
She wanted to run away.
Not knowing any of this, Jihoon was counting down the remaining five minutes precisely, and she almost resented him for it.
"Unnie, there's not much left. Hang in there a little more!"
"*Pant... gasp...*"
Encouraged by Nayoung's support, she kept running to somehow make it through those five minutes.
And so, the total target time of fifteen minutes passed.
"Stop."
He pressed the stop button on the treadmill.
Riding the gradually slowing belt, Eunah immediately stepped off and slumped — thump — collapsing to the floor.
The moment she sat down, her body felt impossibly heavy, and she tilted sideways, lying flat on the ground.
With every ragged breath, her already large breasts swelled and deflated in rhythm.
"Take a three-minute break, then let's move on to something else."
"Th-Three... minutes...?"
She'd run like crazy for fifteen minutes straight without a break, and all she got was a fifth of that time to rest?
"Noona, I'm being generous giving you three minutes. Normally, you run for about thirty minutes and rest for one."
"*Gasp*!"
Letting out a strangled shriek, Eunah regretted everything she'd ever done in her life.
Should she have asked someone else for help? Asking Jihoon't think he'd actually do it right away."
"Me neither..."
She hadn't expected him to make her exercise at all.
She'd thought he might teach her things like studying or knowledge useful for social life.
"Since we're here anyway, let's work out hard together."
"Yeah..."
She'd always rationalized that even if she lost weight, her face would still be ugly, so she'd never really committed to exercise.
But with Nayoung's words, she decided to give it a try since she was here anyway.
No, she had decided to try.
"Noona, just five more minutes."
"Pant... gasp... huff...!"
Running on the treadmill for a full ten minutes had left her so breathless it felt like she was suffocating.
Despite that, Jihoon told her to run five more minutes without any mention of stopping.
"C-Can I... just a little...?!"
Gasping for air, she timidly asked if she could take a break, but he flatly refused.
It was maddeningly hard.
And on top of that, the gazes that had been drawn to Nayoung now seemed to turn toward her as well, making her feel incredibly burdened and embarrassed.
Every time she ran, her chest — enlarged even more by the fat — jiggled obscenely through her clothes.
And not just her chest — her belly fat did the same.
The workout clothes she'd received at the gym were shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, leaving her thick arms and legs exposed. She felt like people's eyes were scanning every single flaw of hers.
She wanted to hide.
She wanted to run away.
Not knowing any of this, Jihoon was counting down the remaining five minutes precisely, and she almost resented him for it.
"Unnie, there's not much left. Hang in there a little more!"
"Pant... gasp..."
Encouraged by Nayoung's support, she kept running to somehow make it through those five minutes.
And so, the total target time of fifteen minutes passed.
"Stop."
He pressed the stop button on the treadmill.
Riding the gradually slowing belt, Eunah immediately stepped off and slumped — thump — collapsing to the floor.
The moment she sat down, her body felt impossibly heavy, and she tilted sideways, lying flat on the ground.
With every ragged breath, her already large breasts swelled and deflated in rhythm.
"Take a three-minute break, then let's move on to something else."
"Th-Three... minutes...?"
She'd run like crazy for fifteen minutes straight without a break, and all she got was a fifth of that time to rest?
"Noona, I'm being generous giving you three minutes. Normally, you run for about thirty minutes and rest for one."
"Gasp!"
Letting out a strangled shriek, Eunah regretted everything she'd ever done in her life.
Should she have asked someone else for help? Had asking Jihoon for help been a huge mistake?
"Okay, three minutes are up. Back to work."
"Ugh...!"
Had she really already rested three full minutes?!
No. Subjectively, it felt like she still had about five minutes left out of the three.
Trainer Jihoon, who was cutting even her break time short under the pretense of making her exercise, was definitely lying!
"Just a little... let me rest a little longer..."
Her legs were trembling.
Her breath was still ragged — a little more and she might die of respiratory failure.
"No can do. Get up. Come on."
He reached out his hand as if he'd drag her up by force if necessary.
Taking that hand meant falling back into the pit of hell.
Her entire body rebelled at the thought — she hated it so much — but she couldn't very well refuse after asking for his help.
So she closed her eyes tight, took his hand, and stood up.
"Beginners usually find running the hardest part."
"Yeah..."
He said that, but she couldn't help wondering if it was another lie.
Because looking around, this gym was full of people lifting weights so heavy that the word oof escaped you automatically.
Just running on a treadmill without thinking was way easier.
"Alright, come on. Lie down here."
They arrived at an open space. Jihoon laid out a long mat and immediately told her to lie down.
Right next to her, Nayoung — who had arrived earlier — was stretching her beautiful body on a mat, doing something or other.
Was this... Pilates? Yoga?
"Wow..."
Eunah blankly watched Nayoung and let out an admiring sigh.
Wearing form-fitting workout clothes, the curves of her body were emphasized.
Stretching and exercising on top of that, every inch of her body caught the eye and captivated attention.
Proof of this was the muscular men who had been working out with dumbbells and machines — they couldn't focus on their exercise and kept stealing glances at Nayoung.
"Noona, you'll be doing something similar."
"I will...?"
"Yes."
"Can I...?"
There were several movements that looked both easy and difficult.
Bending until her waist touched her thighs — could she actually do something like that?
Besides, she was fat and her body was stiff — she couldn't even bend forward properly.
"You won't have to do anything that difficult. Nayoung."
"Yeah...!"
"Are you done?"
"No, just a little more. One last one!"
It seemed like Nayoung was going to teach her instead of Jihoon, so Nayoung sped up and finished her final movement.
"Phew."
Sweat had beaded all over Nayoung's jade-white skin, making it glisten.
She wiped her neck and face with the towel draped around her neck and gulped down some water.
"Okay, unnie. What we're going to do is yoga."
"Yoga..."
"Yes. Honestly, for losing weight, just running mindlessly on the treadmill is the best, but unnie, you were really struggling, right?"
"Yeah..."
"So we'll mix in some yoga as a break here and there. And it'll help burn a little more fat too."
Explaining in detail what exercise they'd do and why, Nayoung positioned herself behind Eunah.
"Alright. First, spread your legs wide and bend forward."
"L-Like this?"
"Yes, bend down just like that."
"Ughhh!"
She'd barely managed a ten-degree angle.
Even that was too much — her belly screamed in protest, demanding she straighten up immediately.
"Huff!"
Trying to go lower, she held the position as long as she could before finally giving up and straightening her back.
"Hmm... that's pretty bad."
To Nayoung, who was so flexible she could touch her chest to the floor while sitting, Eunah's flexibility was abysmal.
Eunah's face flushed red.
"Well, I was, so it's fine! Trust me and follow along — I'll make you just like me!"
"I-I don't really need to go that far..."
"No! You need to! Okay, bend forward again. I'm going to press down this time."
"Kyaaaa!"
Just holding her waist down was painful and excruciating enough, but when she pressed on her back from behind, a scream was unavoidable.
"It's fine. You won't die, and your back won't break. I'm being careful enough, so just endure it. Exercise is all about endurance."
She knew that if it hurt, it meant the exercise was working, but she never imagined it would be this agonizing.
"Ngh... nghh!"
Still, she somehow held on.
Eunah was the kind of person who had escaped being a notorious outcast and even become student council president through sheer tenacity. Surely she could endure this much...
"Kyaaaah!"
Roughly three days...
Before she even had the chance to give up, Eunah felt like her body would completely fall apart in just three days.
I was going to draw a Nayoung illustration, but she looked similar to the Shin Eunah I had in mind, so I used it here!