Savior of Sajik
The effects of the growth semen were far better than I'd imagined.
Stats don't end at 100, huh?
She'd become an even bigger monster than Cha Serin, who already seemed like one. With abilities like these, calling her the next global superstar wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"Tsk…."
That made it a bit regrettable. If Lily's affection had hit 100 too, I could've fed her the growth semen as well….
Just imagining the two of them as a top duo sweeping the world—no clue how much IP that would've raked in.
"Alright then, we're off. Text often. Eat well."
"Don't worry. And from now on, the team'll handle my meals anyway."
"Oh, right. Ah!!!"
Lily's eyes widen at my response about Ria, staring right at me.
Sure enough, yesterday's Foxy comeback articles had slyly included news about my future plans.
It was the announcement that I'd signed with the Busan Minions for this season and would be playing in the KBO.
"Y-you're really joining the Minions?!!!"
It had been just rumors before—no one really thought I'd actually play in the KBO.
Why would a thriving actor, producer, and singer dive into pro sports, of all things?
But in two days, I'd pitch for the KBC Phoenix against the Hyundai Tigers, hold a graduation event, then join the Busan Minions.
One thing I couldn't resist….
Baseball achievements. The massive IP from dual pitching-hitting exploits? Passing that up wouldn't make me a gamer—or a man.
Anyway, the contract was for two years: 3 billion signing bonus, rookie-level salary, high options. I could've pushed for more pay and bonuses but turned it down. With over 100 billion in stocks already, greed felt prickly on my conscience.
Plus….
They're already bending over backward.
As long as I don't miss rotation starts, no team training required. Even got permission for a personal coach.
"Never thought I'd coach for the Minions, not the Bears…."
"Eh, precisely my coach."
"So you just need help with coaching duties?"
"On the side…. Helping with my nighttime urges would be nice too."
Of course, the coach was Rozelaine—my two-seam mentor and former Minions killer.
* * *
"Hoo. Hooo…."
Deciding to play in the KBO meant diving into diet management.
Not MLB caliber, but Rozelaine advised it given my packed schedule.
Perfect Nutrition (D)
Natural Diet Balance (C)
Smooth Flexibility (C)
I hadn't noticed before, but digging through the IP Shop revealed related skills. Snagged them for 12,500 IP—no biggie with my recent hauls.
Investment for the future; no regrets.
Bonus: the flexibility skill should help pitching loads.
Sure enough, after a few practice sessions, power flowed more naturally into my throws.
No wonder pitcher protags in baseball novels prioritize flexibility first.
Anyway, my signing news blew up the Minions gallery.
Despite the front office gripes, excitement dominated. Decades without playoffs or titles, and now a lefty power arm they'd never had—fan hype exploded.
My variety retirement game against the Hyundai Tigers hit 30% ratings, pre-World Cup/Olympics buzz.
"…Jimin, can't we film a few more episodes before retiring?"
Na PD looked glum. My presence skyrocketed ratings; even two-seam practice with Rozelaine spiked them.
But with my—and her—retirement post-game, he was in crisis mode.
"Hey, honeymoon starts today, right?"
"…Sigh."
Na PD sighed at my joke. Even From Today, It's Honeymoon, shooting from April, was wobbling.
Irony: Foxy's massive global breakout from this album overloaded leader Ria's schedule beyond expectations.
Still….
Married to me? She'd never skip the honeymoon shoot.
The Hyundai Tigers game kicked off. Variety or not, perfect chance to test KBO viability—no half-assing.
Last game too; had to dazzle true baseball fans.
Plus, Foxy love stocked my IP.
"Hoo…."
Buying the skill quickened my breath unconsciously.
Feels totally different.
A new sensation flooded my body.
Loosened my shoulder, test-threw. No prior weirdness in shoulder-elbow link.
But at A-rank? Movements clicked perfectly—like a precision machine meshing flawlessly.
"Alright! Let's see a practice pitch!"
Lee Sojung—retiring next week as a grad—slapped her mitt, yelling. My short-term pitcher bedmate (unannounced), she'd join the Daejeon Chickens this season. Supreme Baseball fulfilled her pro dream.
"Okay."
Raised hand signaling ready, caressed the ball in my glove.
Top speed so far: early 150s km/h. Today? Felt higher.
"Huuuup!"
Twisted, drew back like a bowstring—air ripped, stabbing my ears.
Thwack!
"Whoa! Nice ball!!!"
Lee Sojung blinked in shock, tossed it back. Glanced at coach….
"156?"
Coach's muffled snicker. Unofficial practice velo, but 156 km/h—mere 2 km/h shy of MLB record.
"Ooh, peak condition today? Ha, one more!"
Coach's call; Lee Sojung signaled fastball again. Same windup, tight inside heater.
Arm whip: waist-to-fingertip one elastic whipcrack.
Thwock!!!
Straight into the mitt again.
"…157 km/h."
Practice field went dead silent. Ex-KBO pitchers gawked; hitters wowed.
Felt like I'd feast on the Tigers today.
And yeah, it panned out close.
Jamsil Stadium. KBC Phoenix VS Hyundai Tigers.
Score: 2-0. Top 9th, 1 out. 8.1 IP, 2 H, 0 R.
Flawless against the league-top offense.
Minions fans watching teared up uniformly.
Finally, their dream power lefty—rolling in gift-wrapped.
Amateur? Proven? Nah.
"Han! Ji! Min!!! Han! Ji! Min! Minions Han Jimin—!"
"Ooooooh! Oooh! Oooh!"
"Savior of Sajik! Oooh!!!"
150+ km/h heat, mound-prince looks—stole Minions hearts instantly.
My jersey, briefly stocked last night? Sold out fast. Factory overtime reservations strained.
Male + lefty + playoffs hopes = hype bomb.
"Game over! KBC Phoenix shuts out Hyundai Tigers 2-0!"
"Han Jimin's pitching freezes the Tigers' bats, hands Phoenix the win. That makes three pro-team wins for him—Minions, Bears included."
"His exploits sealed the Minions deal. Can't wait for his KBO run."
No no-no or perfect, but shutout over last year's champs? Stellar.
And….
Real records demand KBO, not variety—for true cred and IP.
Thus, wrapping Supreme Baseball successfully after Overnight Meals. My second variety triumph.