God of Tennis

The stretched hand is touching the racket beyond the bag. As soon as Hanwoojin was wrapped in a racquet-specific rubber grip, a series of letters and numbers came to his mind, as always.

History of Choi (very tired)

Strength 64 (8)/HP 68 (8)/Agility 65 (8)

HP 1320/2720 SP 850/850

Forehand: 15/20

Backhand: 10/20

Sub-Level: 13/20

Bali Level: 14 of 20

Smash Level: 12/20

Drop Shot Level: 10 of 20

Robe Level: 11/20

Special Skills: Slippers (Bali),??

"What the..."

Looking at Choi Woo-jin's status window, Han Woo-jin lost his horse for a moment. The progress of the opponent was surprising as well, and the variation in the figures was well above the normal specifications.

"Does this make sense even if you're a genius? ’

He was able to sense with his own body what it meant to be spectacular.

Compared to the rewards that Han Woo-jin received at the Tokyo Open, it is surprising that it is possible to compare in the first place. It was closer to evolution than progress.

Let's say gradual increase in strength, stamina, and agility. The enhancement of physical ability can happen at any time if that potential is sufficient. I'm still in my early 20s, but I'm still young. At least a little bit of a reaction rate.

There was room for improvement.

‘No matter how talented you are, you'll need time to master your skills...! ’

Only skill level increased by a total of 6. Not enough, so I added one more skill to the special skill item. This means that we have one more skill that we can be proud of.

It was a common sense with Han Woo-jin. Growth due to the system was always‘ unconscious’ and could be tolerated. Even the absurd conception and even the outgrowth of the human body was a force that had left reason in the first place, so I had to convince them.

However, the case of Choi Hyuk was different. He was blessed with logic, which increased his skills based on genius. A figure who has been held strong since birth. What do you mean, you're growing at a speed close to convenience?

I even thought it was treason.

While he had lost his words to the shocking changes of Choi Hyuk, Han Woo-jin who was standing dumbstruck looked strange or spoke first from Choi Hyuk's side.

“Hey, Woojin? What's wrong with you? ”

“Oh, sorry. I had a thought for a moment. ”

“But what if I'm stunned? Don't worry about it. ”

Fortunately, the reaction was not too late. Due to Han Woo-jin's absurd excuse, Choi Yeon-Hyuk just accepted the words with a grin. The atmosphere changed a little, but the smile of Choi Yeon-hyeok was the same as before. It's a little light on the flesh.

except for a little bit of emphasis on his clown.

However, Han Woo-jin was able to read the subtle differences. He had a lot of time to share, and after adding the power of the system to his unique analytical abilities, the dizzy person was able to see the skin as if it had been peeled off several layers.

‘It's not the mood. A month ago, he was a completely different person. ’

Hanwoojin's eyes narrowed silently, chattering, giving and receiving a light farming street like before. It may look like you have lost some weight on the outside, but what you really need to look at was the inside of Choi Hyuk. Human-inspired atmosphere

The changes come from the inside rather than the appearance.

A person does not mysteriously hide his or her inner self. Rather, it was often easily revealed.

Voice fluctuations, facial changes, angles of arms and legs, eye movements, position of eyes, etc. … A behavioral psychologist who was good at that could have had a full understanding of the target in and out of 10 to 15 minutes.

Of course, Hanwoojin did not reach that level. However, it was also possible with a simple analysis.

“You said you traveled around the country once. How was the European air? ”

“What are you going to do if France goes with you? Well, nothing much. I couldn't adapt because the weather was so nice, but after going around, it was fine. ”

It's nothing, but I can't rest my eyes. Hanwoojin obtained information by observing all of Choi's daily routines. Tight forearms, lean against the wall, muscles that are stretching but not relaxed.

‘Relaxation is gone. Should I say sharpened? ’

It was Choi Yeon-hyuk who had never been distant from anyone before. A MyFace that doesn't care if the opponent is close or away.

There was always free air around him. Even Han Woo-jin, when he wasn't used to getting close to someone, wouldn't have been able to resist.

But now he's standing like a veil when he touches it. The breeze that was blowing gently wrapped around the surroundings like a parchment pattern. It was that kind of tension that immediately opened my eyes if I came within my own interval.

And the muscles that have always been relaxed repeat contractions as if they were always good to go. Unlike in the past, it looks like a predator who rushes in and bites the target first.

“Did you have a lot going on? See you in over a month. ”

“… Well, come on. ”

In response to Han Woo-jin's question, Choi Hyuk blurred his words, shadowing his face. What you've seen wandering around the country alone, even without an agent. No matter how close we got to know each other, there was no way to know them as Hanwoojin.

The conversation between the two ended shortly after. Han Woo-jin realized that there was no room for anything more than this. Eventually, that was all he could see.

Lost my cool.

Sharp attitude.

The gaze that was looking away seemed to be lowered in front of me.

Seeing Choi's history going away into the opposite corridor, Han Woo-jin twitched his eyebrows a few times, which he was struggling to suppress.

‘Much more dangerous. ’

I was sweating from my fist tightly.

It seemed like yesterday that I had moved on, but I was caught behind one of the sandals. Beyond the back of your head, you hear even a growling sound.

But I knew one thing for sure.

- Right now, Choi Yeon-Hyuk is clearly punctuating Han Woo-jin.

* * *

After training as usual, and a sudden conversation with Choi Woo-jin, Hanwoo-jin stepped out of the vehicle without hesitation. When the squat is executed at high weight, the gait naturally tumbles down in tears. It's a wet walk.

It stretches like a heavy mop.

What do we do now? ’

Hanwoojin thought lightly as he went through the scenery as usual. He had no hobbies other than tennis, so he had nothing to do during his break. His parents told him to go to the movies to watch while they waited for him to train at home.

Thanks to them, all the movies from this quarter were seen by Han Woojin. After 10 years of not seeing a movie, nothing happened.

“... They're already here. ”

The distance between the house and the crew was so close that I went home before I could even think of anything. He opens the door, hoping to spend some time eating something.

“Oh, that took longer than I thought. ”

“Yes, I talked to a friend of mine a long time ago. ”

His mother, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, greeted him. Han Woo-jin, who answered her question, put down the racket bag she was carrying and began to take off the clothes she was wearing because of the cold weather.

When I lay on the floor with only one left, my cell phone cried in the first Jamba pocket.

Rrrrr…

Who is it?

The first thing I came up with was a question. I didn't have anyone to call. However, his hand reacted faster than the question. Even before the phone bell rang twice, Hanwoojin's thumb pressed down the call button.

“Hello?"

[Oh, it's me, Woojin. How you doing?]

“Se-yeon? It's been a long time."

Han Woo-jin replied with a surprised voice with a happy face. It's been a long time since I heard your voice. Having each other take a break from each other, we haven't talked in a month. The two of them talked about each other's situation and released their repentance.

However, there was one person who looked at Hanwoojin with a strange glance. It's my mother, Lee Su-yeon, who was watching Han Woo-jin speaking right near me.

[Woojin, are you in Seoul right now? Can I see your face in a minute?]

“Well, I'm always okay. Then stop at a nearby cafe...? ”

Hanwoojin, who was always trying to make an appointment to the same place as the cafe, turned his head and felt the collar around his back neck tugging. There, not the usual gentle face, but the mother of the face, not smiling, stood out.

He asked why he called himself in a small voice. No matter how urgent it may be, you don't have to interrupt me on the phone.

“Mom, what's wrong? ”

“Why, are you talking to that Shin Se-yeon girl last time? ”

“But…? ”

In front of Han Woo-jin, who was tilting her head because she didn't know what was going on, she started to speak out loud as if she wanted to be heard by Shin Se-yeon with her face on the main mobile phone.

“What do I do with this? Woo-jin, I have an appointment. I don't think it's going to be easy to get food. ”

“Huh? What do you mean,”

“So go out and eat your dinner tonight. Okay?"

When she finished speaking quickly, she fell far away before Han Woo-jin could say anything more.

Shin Se-yeon's voice flowed from his cell phone into his ear, standing in a daze in a sudden situation.

[Hey, Mr. Woojin? If you haven't had dinner yet, it's fine to see you at the restaurant.]

Now I see.

Seeing Mother standing up her thumb in the corner of the kitchen, Han Woo-jin sighed and replied.

“... Would you like to see it around Shincheon Station? ”

[Yes, do you think it'll be okay around 6: 00 P.M.?]

Look at the clock. It was just after 5: 00 and 15 minutes. The ship wasn't that hungry yet, and it was time to prepare. His house is between the Silent Station and Shincheon Station, and he doesn't walk for more than 10 minutes either way.

“Do it. I'll call you back in a minute. ”

[I'll find out about the restaurant. Mr. Woojin, prepare slowly and come out.]

“Okay, thank you for your concern. ”

Hanwoojin spoke a few more words and put down his phone, which was disconnected from the phone with a shaky expression. He bent his head toward his mother, who was still looking at him with his thumb up. He had no idea that this kind of interference would come.

A sharp image, Han Woo-jin, made a pretty scary face, but the opponent is Lee Su-yeon, his mother. Rather, I tapped Hanwoojin's shoulder with a surly smile.

“My son's all grown up. I'm dating a nice, nice girl. ”

“Mom, with Se-yeon...”

“That's how we all get to know each other. There's not a lot of nice girls out there these days. Don't go and regret it later. Wash your clothes, particles, and come out quickly. ”

“Oh, Mom! ”

“Come on!”

Hanwoojin entered the bathroom with his shoulders hanging low, not being able to overcome his mother's sexualization.

Take off your clothes and hang them, turn on the shower to adjust the temperature of the water.

I washed it off the boat once, but it was only a brief sweat.

This is a fast, dry, men's unique way to wash your hair with soap, to wipe away sweat and shampoo.

Moreover, his personality, which was not particularly interested in fittings, put in the sink, did not have any toiletries except soap and shampoo. So there was nothing to use except the soap and shampoo I brought.

If it wasn't for Shin Se-yeon, he would have picked up the soap like always. Hanwoojin's hand, which was stretching towards the soap as usual, stopped.

“Well…. ”

Just a moment, Han Woo-jin, who had a subtle expression, shed a tear.

While looking at the toiletries lying around for a moment, he finally picked up a blue bin marked BodyWash.

It was minty.

Ends

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