Let Me Be Reborn

'Athletic nerves... not bad.'

While everyone was watching the volleyball game in a heated atmosphere, Ah-young was thinking with her elbows bent and chins up. Sitting alone like an isolated island, she acted independently without being caught up in the crowd's atmosphere.

'But being good at exercising is inexplicable. Some women find it fascinating, but others seem ignorant.'

In fact, she was not particularly interested in men who were good at exercising. Although she enjoyed baseball, it was because of her unique taste in shame, far from her admiration for men's athletes.

Did he say 185? It's bigger than average, but it doesn't mean you don't have one of those. '

She was trying to analyze the lessons.

I tried to verify why the lessons were so attractive.

'You look good. Not too much, not enough.'

His muscular body was exposed under all circumstances due to the rules of the beach volleyball. Whether it was scorched by the sun, the body turned slightly copper, and revealed a shrunken shoulder and a slender waist like the culprit. Particularly the six-pack with the pectoralised pectoralis followed like a piece was impressively fascinating to a man.

"Wow, is that what you look like?"

"Didn't you know? You're a muscle-bound man."

"I made it so beautiful. That's what I want to be."

Aryoung nodded her head unknowingly as she listened to the stories of her fellow male students. The exquisite muscular qualities men desire the most. Nevertheless, the skeleton was the body type that received the clothes well.

'But it can't be all physical.'

Appearance can give more than 90 out of 100 points.

It was generally hard to be muscular and handsome, but he was even good-looking. He was not only fit, but athletic.

Typical group handsome.

But Ah-young didn't think that would explain it.

'It's no wonder sporty men are so popular. Even when handsome athletes see a lot of female fans.'

There were occasionally such players in her favourite baseball.

Classes that are called "poor faces" for athletes.

However, there are many tastes in the world, and there are certain women who are not interested in the type of lessons.

'Nevertheless, he totally captured the hearts of us and the girls. What are the other hidden charms?

Young watches and learns to successfully attack Fete.

Commonly known as a 'drop' in badminton, it is a technique in which an opponent's posture is to knock the ball down and throw it under the net when he prepares to block.

Slow fall was one of the most efficient attack options in professional paints, but amateur games, and even more so, in the beach volleyball game, only two players.

"Yay! Did you see that? Did you just paint?"

"Creepy! I jumped like I was going to punch you, and there you are."

"You like having your brother's silver hair as well?"

"That's right. I overheard you at the bar yesterday, but I heard that you're the new chief of staff this time." "

When she heard about it, she remembered.

"Yes, I heard you studied well. '

Ah-young took out her notebook as if she had remembered something and started writing. When I watched baseball, I found a habit of keeping track of my favorite team players.

'Sports handsome, athletic genius, also studying... Senior?'

Aryoung, who looked at the keywords in the notebook, tilted her head.

No drawbacks? '

With specs alone, he was a so-called maternal child. There was nothing I couldn't do. Yesterday, when the army called "Private's Letter" for Taeyoung and first of all, they were also good at singing.

This doesn't make any sense. '

Ah-young, who wrote in her notebook, "Excellence in singularity," became increasingly curious. In conclusion, the lesson was truly a perfect human being. However, Ah-young did not believe that such a person could exist.

'No one in the world is perfect. No, at least it's not that easy to be perfect in the early 20s.'

Ah-young was essentially a vain and pessimist.

He denied the Holy Bible and believed that no one in the world was perfect.

She cut a slash on the keywords written in the notebook and wrote "yawning" on the bottom.

'Yes, this is it. I'm paying for my face. What kind of a cheater is that? "

Ah-young believed that the lesson that appeared to him was perfect, but that there was a serious moral imperfection. As well as the anecdotes that Taeyoung told me, it was actually a conclusion that I came to when I was looking for her wet panties last night.

She laughed as if she was satisfied with the answers she found on her own.

The fact that I found a defect seemed very happy.

'Yes, you were a hypocrite. Men are all the same. Lee, Dou Hoon, it's going to be so much fun.'

At that time, someone sat next to Ah-young and offered her a drink.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Huh?"

"Aren't you thirsty? My boss gave it to me, so I brought yours."

It was the heartbeat that approached Ah-young who was sitting down like a bully. She just pulled out a can of drink from the ice box. She responded coldly, being wary of unnecessary kindness.

"I don't think so."

"Why do you say that again? Here, let me get that for you."

The tinkling was unfathomable to the reactions of infants, and the cane lid was pulled out.

"Drink."

"……."

Ah-young stared at the heart with a curious expression.

What about him? When did you get this close? '

"If I don't drink, do I drink?"

Jung Eun picked up the can and gave it to the swallower. Aryoung swallowed a thirsty drink without even knowing it.

"What, what, really? What do you get out of it? '

"You're Ah-young, right? Park Ae-young. I think I saw her once."

"……."

"I'm a hexenbiest."

"I know."

"You know me?"

"Name."

"Yeah, I haven't seen you in the first semester, so let's get along."

I brought out my conscience drink again. Ah-young couldn't help but get exhausted by her impulsive behavior.

"Are you naive or are you naturally that sunny? I don't know what the hell I was thinking. '

She could not easily understand the kindness of the tune because she always had a habit of looking at people tightly. He suspected that he approached it with intention, but he did not look like that at all in his tone.

Eventually, she received a drink with a sweet tone.

"… Thank you."

"Thank you. Friends."

"……."

'Friends...' When did you see it? '

"A volleyball game is fun, right?"

One set was coming to an end. It was not as overwhelming as the 8th, but a double score predicted an okay win.

"I don't really play volleyball."

"Oh, yeah? What do you like to work out for?"

"Baseball."

"Baseball? Sounds fun. I miss baseball, too, but I don't know the rules."

After the baseball story came out, she was a little excited without even knowing it.

"The rules aren't that hard. As soon as you know the rules, there's no problem watching the game."

"Really? Next time, I'll let you teach me. Hehe."

Jung Yin didn't have any crumpling. Ah-young felt a little confused by the tone of his attitude that no intention could find.

Outwardly, Ah-young tended to be generally wary of those approaching her. If a stranger spoke, he would try 100 tricks, and in the case of women, he discreetly dismissed her as unsociable.

He would, too, because his face was noticeably pretty.

Did you say "fine"? You have a pretty face, but you're so naive. '

After a few minutes, Ah-young understood the nature of the tune. It was an unbelievable gesture.

'You're a good man, Jeongyeon.'

"But isn't your movements a bit strange?"

The mood we were watching together indicated Yumi's unnatural movements.

"Which one?"

"You can see the central shift isn't going as usual. The reaction rate is a little late."

"Can you see it?"

"Can't you see it?"

"……"

"I think I injured my ankle."

"Yumi?"

"Yes, when I see it. You're not usually that good. My boss taught me how to attack."

"Ugh. I didn't know, I... I don't know how to see."

"I see. That's great. Aryoung will let you teach me baseball rules and I'll let you know volleyball. Of course, I'm not very good at it."

"... Yes."

The two of them quickly joined forces to watch the volleyball game.

The team that won set one was already shifting the net to the other side.

After a short time on the Net shift, I started cheering for the physical education and students who had endured it.

"That's great, Dean!"

"Best attack ever!"

"I want you to punch him too!"

"Myanmar, would you use a cattle knife to kill a chicken? If you do your best, you won't even be able to breathe."

"Oh... I see. We'd better hide the power since the finals are still here."

The students were unable to find out why Yumi didn't take part in the attack. Only the perineum could pinpoint her injuries.

"You gonna be okay, Bridge?"

"We're not done yet. What about you? It's hard to do everything by yourself."

"I'm worth it. I'm definitely better than the 8th, but I don't think I can beat them."

"That's right, we really are foreign hybrids."

A second set begins with the whistle of judgment.

This time it was Yumi's turn to sub, so he stepped into the front position and Yumi took the sub position. Yummi in a tight bathing suit lifts up her arms and flies the sub, and all the men watching her die.

Hot dog! '

"Wow, that's a true story on your arm. '

"Nice thighs. I'll kill you at night. '

Yumi was also a Korean athlete and a particularly dirty bikini, which was a great catch for the men watching. Specifically, the unique posture taken when putting in the overserve highlighted the curve of the body and made the men happy.

'I feel sick.'

'I want to be oppressed by a tall, strong woman.'

"Oh, that's fucking tight, right? '

They were almost delusions of sexual harassment, but no one spoke up. However, at that time, a male student shouted loudly at the support stone at the National University.

"You're sexy!"

The word became a drawing line, and praise poured out about Yumi's body from all sides.

"It's so pretty!"

"Chairman Nice Body!"

Yumi flies the serve, pretending not to be embarrassed.

However, because of the injuries of treadmill, a dull ball instead of the usual sharp serve entered. The target is attacked by Yumi two times before it can return to its full potential.

Yummi thought he had to take care of it himself because he was too close to defend himself.

"My Ball!"

Yumi, in a swimsuit, pushed her arms out in front of her chest, and a large chest was brought together under pressure on her left and right, and a deep rib formed. The under-receiving pose of volleyball itself was a breast squeeze pose.

The males watching were even more excited.

"Excellent!"

You can smash your head in your chest! '

"Ah, this is a beach volleyball! '

He barely scored, succeeding Yummi in a backtack. Yumi's condition, however, is even worse.

"Yumi, are you okay?"

"The ball suddenly flew in, and I had no choice."

"Don't overdo it."

"I'm really fine, so don't mind me, just focus on the game. It's not a big deal because my legs are a little sprained."

"I see."

He put his tongue to Yumi's overwhelming battle shame.

'Yummi running the game feels really different.'

[Of course, volleyball is everything to her.]

'If I look like that, I don't want to feel sad and feel sorry for my loss.'

[You're swinging it again. Don't forget how ferocious she is in bed.]

'I know. I know...'

Taun showed compassion for Yumi, who was struggling with injuries.

Although it was difficult to match her tastes as a unique sadist, Yumi was still quite attractive.

'Hey, let's think after the game.'

The two of them again focused on the game and dominated the game. I gladly watched him.

'It's like watching the retirement ceremony of the former chairman and the inauguration of the next chairman. Very good.'

Sungsoo admitted that he was really good at getting the two of them into the game. Yumi was given the last stage to play, and the result was to justify his new power.

Anyway, I needed to show off my ability to exercise well because I am the president of the Department of Sports Education. They were mostly students who had learned exercise, but they tended to admire and follow people who were good at it.

He had already proven his abilities in a variety of ways, so if he proved his worth even in this volleyball match, he would become the chairman that his successors could trust.

'Beat it, Lee Dou Hoon. That way, I can pass it on to the executive at ease and get all in on the hiring.'

The 2nd Gyeonggi-dong gymnastics team won, as Holy Water wished. All that's left now is the grand finale. The opponent is a blend of foreigners who lightly pressed their team into a losing battle.

"I will continue with the finals."

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As soon as the semi-finals were over, the Holy Water was on the host's side.

"Wait a minute, I just finished the game and you need to give me a break."

"I'm sorry, one team was knocked out, and the other team was waiting a long time."

"No, but... This doesn't look right."

"I can't help but wait for the other matches. It's part of the game."

"No..."

The discipline dried up as Holy Water continued to pick up on me.

"Hey, it's okay. I can do it right away."

"But it's not fair."

Lesson barely took away the grieving Holy Water.

"So is the Judgment. Great luck is part of the game. We've been waiting for the opposing team. And it's not necessarily a disadvantage to do it sequentially. They're cold, and we're completely loose."

In his reply, the holy water laughed in vain.

"Wow, you're a genius."

"Genius?"

"He's the worst motherfucker in the world. Is your handsome face too generous? What about the other kids?"

"You've said your piece."

"Brother, please show your support for the children."

Yummi came after drinking water for a while and asked the holy water. I was wearing a sports towel around my neck, and the towel feather dug into my breastbone and looked very embarrassed.

The holy water turns its head, not looking at the shame.

"Ugh, yeah. Even if I told you to be quiet, it's polar. But Yumi, today's costume..."

"Why? Is the color bad?"

"No, it's just..."

As the holy water was a conservative man, Yumi's excess bikinis seemed to be distracting. I often saw Yumi in a bikini as vice chairman when he was usually the chairman.

"Oh, Yummi is a woman, too. I knew you were in good shape, but you look like you're in a bathing suit. I can see why men go crazy. '

The spectators watching the game were split into exactly two hands.

Women all cheered for lessons, and men all cheered for Yumi.

"Hey, Yumi hurt her ankle in her first game."

"Injured?"

"Yes. So I'm watching all the defenses and attacks by myself."

"Somehow.... Yumi didn't hit me. I guess I hid the power again. But don't you see a lot of them?"

The holy water stares at the foreign hybrid who begins to unravel on the other side of the net: a two-metre tall male and two extremely muscular black females.

The man was an angled face and blonde sports head unique to European men, but he looked good in sports.

"Physical Bosso. It'll be a wall by the time we get off the block."

"I'll do something about it."

"She's pretty good, too."

Yumi looked at black women. Specialities with unique elasticity and power were expected to be women on the outside and actually better at exercising than men.

The holy water shook my head.

"The finals won't be easy.... Yumi's not in my mood. Can you beat him?"

"We have to do something."

Holy water said seriously.

"I'm watching all my subordinates. Work hard with us on honor. You know what I'm saying?"

"Okay."

"I'm sure he'll be fine. Especially when it comes to backpacking."

"Back Attack?"

Yummi blows another useless drip, and the lesson stops.

"I think we'll start the game soon, so let's get warmed up, too."

"Yes. Fight."

When the holy water returned to the audience, he looked at Yumi and said,

"Why do you keep calling me back?"

"It's true. I like to leave my brother behind."

"Hey! During the game...."

"Heh heh. I'll trust you anyway. If you win today, I'll give you plenty of service later."

"Don't say that."

"It's real? It's cheap."

"Hey, just focus on the game."

"I'm nervous, so I think my sex drive is going to explode."

Yumi, who was confident, was a little nervous. It was because he met an equally unequal opponent, even though he had 100 percent power. He said he knew, and told Yumi he was coming back for some water.

"I'm going to get some water."

Taun, who went to find the Bottle of Life, secretly pulled out a pill wrapped in a capsule from his pocket.

"Rossi." Right? Jump egg. '

[Yes, that's right. Gravity is 0.8x for 1 hour after dosing.]

[0.8x... So it's between 20 and 30 percent lighter than usual? '

[Yes, a player with a Sergent Jump of 1M will be able to jump 1.25M when taken.]

"Oh, well..." '

He secretly thought he was taking medication.

'That should be enough to overcome a 15-centimeter gap. I don't care if it's doping. I'm not an ordinary person, and the player is not a temptress.'

Lesson began to rationalize uniquely. It was a protest as to why superpowers were used as superpowers.

As the medicine began to spin, I definitely felt lighter. I could feel how much gravity was pressing me that I had never felt before.

"Wow, you're light as a feather. '

[Of course, your strength remains intact, just like you lost 20 percent of your weight.]

He lit up his appetite for a lighter body.

"Victory, Germanic warrior." I'll show you the spicy flavor of Koreans. '

"Let's begin the men's and women's hybrid finals."

"Waaaahhhh!"

After the finals, I grew to my usual boat in the audience. With physical education and students gathered, citizens who thought they had a lot to see began to join the beach, and the crowds were concentrated enough to fill the arena as a unique military center was triggered.

"Wow, what's going on?"

"The beach volleyball competition."

"Is that a bikini and a volleyball? This should be fun."

The host hosted the event as the crowd became cloudy. After all, this event was held as a local promotion, so it was considered a successful event in providing entertainment to the students.

One set was first served by a foreign hybrid team. He prepared a tense Che Receive. The Pokémon appears to be flying as powerful as the opposing Pokémon.

Soon, the Germanic warrior launched a serve.

Even though it is a simple over serve with a swing of a hand over its head, an enormous river sub flew in.

Zero or no spin? '

Zero Rotation Sub.

Similar to a free-rotating soccer kick, the ball is not spinned, so it has the characteristics of shaking severely at the drop point. In an unexpected trajectory, he only brings an arm. However, the wrong ball bounced off where Yummi couldn't.

"1: 0"

The referee announces the score without dryness.

The students of the National Guard are nervous because of the team's incredible skills.

"Did you see that? Swinging the ball?"

"He doesn't even get it right."

"Are you an amateur? Isn't it a foul move to bring in mercenaries?"

"What do you mean, there was no nationality restriction in the first place."

Taun bites his teeth tightly as the crowd shudders.

'Dammit. Shame on you from the start.'

[Master, your opponent appears to be stronger than expected.]

'I know, I know, but suddenly I'm annoyed.'

He prepares a second defense.

I was embarrassed for the first time, but I couldn't keep up with his pupils of vision. Yumi encouraged him to learn.

"Brother. Calm down. Look at the ball."

"OK!"

Resuming zero gravity sub.

The trajectory of the ball falters indescribably. However, my ability to learn was fast.

'It's not that fast. I can keep up.'

He raised his arm in anticipation. The ball floats upward, though unstable. Yummi, who was waiting, drags the sore foot up to the air with precision.

He jumped up hard in a leap position.

Less gravity reminded me of a lesser lesson than usual. It made me a little bit stumped.

Oops!

I should have jumped as much as the conditions of gravity changed, but the timing was shifted because I applied it right away without practice. When the ball did not hit the mark properly, the Germanic warrior rushed to block it.

Bam, bam!

The ball bounces off the ground as soon as it hits.

2: 0 in no time

The Germanic warrior who succeeded the block had a unique smile and a yellow gold glow flashed in the sun. The expression of ridicule makes me furious.

What a German sausage you are! '

[Calm down, it's time to play.]

When he showed his excitement, Yumi, who had a lot of experience in the game, calmly tilted the lesson.

"Brother, it's okay. We can catch up."

"Sorry, the timing was a little off."

"I think the jump is higher, should I go higher?"

"Uh, do that."

Seong-soo encouraged the students as he struggled.

"Hey! What are you guys doing? Aren't you cheering?"

"The referee told me not to cheer...."

"Done! Yes! I'm getting kicked out, so start heating it up! Green, Na-yeon!"

"Yes!"

The so-called green flute and Yeon-yeon suddenly stood up. Usually they were cheerleaders in sports and volleyball games.

"I beg you to cheer me on."

"Yep, leave it to me!"

"Fight for Azaza Gymnastics!"

They were both somewhat desired by their obsession with discipline, but as they entered the cheering war, they united to lead sports and cheering. The referee who was watching did not intend to stop the spectators in a crowd like clouds. There were too many people, but they decided it was better to have a cheer war than to be silent like rats. Moreover, they also participated in a contest hosted in South Korea where they hoped to win more Korean titles than foreigners.

"Douhoon Lee! Douhoon Lee!"

"You can do it!"

With a lot of support, the lessons increased my concentration.

'Man, if I lose here, I'm a real dog. His followers cheer like that, but now it's a pride fight.'

[You can do it, sir.]

Meanwhile, Ah-young, who was watching the game with Jung Yin, gave a strange look when he was in a difficult situation.

'Hehe. How will Lee Do-hun overcome this challenge?'

"I'm worried. The opposing team is better than I thought."

"Actually, starting with the key difference..."

"The long and short are the only things you need to know. It's not like we always play the game by key."

"Really? Is he the long one?"

"Huh?"

"No, nothing."

She had the wrong idea in her mind.

Is that German big or is that Yi Douhoon big? '

Ah-young noticed something else that was invisible, rather than a visible key difference.

'Hehe. I wonder if it's really long and short, too.'

A resuming serve of Germanic warriors. The Germanic warrior, who succeeded in Ace of Service and then Block, became incredibly confident.

"Hehe, you inferior Koreans. Winning prize goes without a hitch. '

Gravity free sub restarted again.

However, the lesson of adapting to the sub has been steadily gained. Yummi digs the ball up high, digging nicely.

'Good. In accordance with different body conditions....'

It wasn't just the advantage that jumped up.

Suddenly, the balance broke and I needed to adapt.

However, he adapted to the change in an instant.

Another uppercut in the air.

The ball that was perfectly caught in the palm of my hand quickly cuts through the net and flies away. The Germanic warrior tries to stop him in a hurry, but the ball that pierced through his block is caught in his defense.

Bam!

However, I only took my hand and the ball was so fierce that I immediately bounced off the field.

"Whoa!"

"I knew it, Doreen!"

"Awesome!"

When the score reached 2: 1, the game became tense.

The crowd became more and more excited.

"Well played, brother."

"I liked the ball. Yumi, your serve?"

"Yes. I can watch the defenses, so please hold the block."

"Got it."

Yumi launches a mediocre serve and the opponent immediately prepares for a counterattack. Specifically, the stable positioning of the black sister was comparable to the professional Libero. He was better than anyone who participated in the competition. When the ball was properly raised, the Germanic warrior entered the rapid air.

How dare you vote against us? '

Germanic Warriors just thought they were lucky enough to attack him. If you hit him 100 times, you'll finally get one strike.

'This is how the attack... Huh? "

The lesson standing in front of Nate rises to the roof with his arms raised. Of course, you can't seem to stop the key difference, but the jumping force completely blocks your ball.

What, what? This crazy jumping power! '

The ball caught on the block was blown away by a black sister. It was a stumped reflex. The Germanic warrior thinks it's a coincidence and prepares to strike again.

Try to stop him again! '

A full-blown attack.

An arm swinging from a Rich as long as a large height strikes a volleyball ball like a whirlpool. However, he leaped once more as if he did not have to, and completely blocked the ball.

The foreign team eventually collapsed on two fronts.

"2: 2"

"Ahhhh!"

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Learned to leave the block?"

"Jumping is no joke! I thought you looked black!"

The NBA taught him the amazing Sergent Jump by black basketball players. I put my tongue to the great power of the doctrine.

What's his limit? '

< 1001. Star Descending 61 > Ends.

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< 1002 Starbursting 62 >

The holy water couldn't believe what it saw.

'What, is this...?'

The Holy Water became suspicious.

It was a well-known fact that he was good at sports. In the winter, I went to the ski slopes to ride, and I also knew that in the summer I had hobbies with swimming and cycling. The reason I belong to the volleyball department is also because I am the best volleyball player.

'But... it wasn't this bad, was it?'

Holy water is someone who has studied sports professionally.

Although many people in the Department of Sports liked sports, not many people had excellent skills as much as they were considering pros. Yumi from the college volleyball team, Kang Kyung-hee from tennis, sixth grade from Taekwondo to the advanced stage, and how confident she was as a lead player until high school.

Those elected as athletic specialists differed from the so-called buds. In the field, there were almost no opponents with superior skills.

But he wasn't from there at all.

Nevertheless, his ability to demonstrate his skills after his recent military service has surpassed that of ordinary people. It was making them shy of themselves with a special sports parasite.

Was his Sergent Jump that high? '

Specifically, what surprised the Holy Water was the crazy jumping power of a German fighter close to 2M. As if you could see it from a black person, your mouth snaps open at a jump that cannot come from the resilience of the Oriental.

No way! It's a lot of nonsense to think about, isn't it? '

The other day, a practical instructor commended his ability to run 100 meters as a national level. And when he wrestled with the events yesterday, the power he showed was equivalent to his own. Moreover, now we have demonstrated crazy jumping power to overcome even a 15cm kichai.

'... Lee Dou Hoon, what happened in the army?'

There were others who questioned the different abilities of the doctrine.

It's the sixth note.

"Huh? I think that was different."

"What?"

Aryoung, who was next to me, asked with a curious expression.

"Don't you see? The jumping power has changed greatly."

Physical genius Jung Yin immediately caught a change in discipline. The change in discipline seemed too big for her with more sensitive eyes than anyone else.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, it's too different from the second game. Like everybody else."

"Oh, yeah? Maybe it was something like that?"

Aryoung's words tilted her head.

"It doesn't look like that..."

"But it's amazing. Do you see that kind of change? I thought you said you were hurt."

"Yes, why?"

"No, I'm just curious. I don't know how I'm gonna catch him so soon."

"I don't know. It's been there since I was a kid. So I thought everyone else was like me."

"You're a natural."

Ah-young's compliment made me blush with embarrassment.

"No, I don't want to hear that..."

"It's okay. What's wrong with that? People have different gifts and talents."

"Then what side do you have of talent for?"

"I'm good at analyzing."

"Analysis?"

"Simply put, we collect data and interpret it. Baseball, for example, has this notion of probability."

"Chance?"

"Yes, there's a chance that the batter will mark the pitcher's ball well. For example, a third batsman can be beaten three times if he stands on 10."

"Aha."

"I'm one step deeper here."

"How?"

"How different the batsman is depending on the pitcher. What happens when there is a shareholder and when there is no shareholder. How well they handle the ball on the side and the ball on the outside. to the ball count depending on the particular sphere of change. I like to analyze them thoroughly to calculate the odds more precisely."

"Ugh, my head hurts just hearing that."

"My head doesn't hurt. I see it just like you do. Looking at the data, finding a trend. Maybe that's my gift."

"Amazing. Young-ho, you're so smart. I'm really bad at numbers."

"Your conscience is very good at exercising."

"Is that so? Hehe."

I smiled brightly again. She looks at her innocent self, and her vigilance is suddenly lifted.

'He's a really good kid, Jeongyeon. Whereas our family has such a pervert.'

Aryoung stared at the lesson again. Suddenly, the game was out of balance with the elixir of discipline.

With all the defenses and attacks on its own, one set is almost victorious. She thought as she watched the lesson of hitting the Spike Serve by placing her body on the subline.

'Lee Dou Hoon, the more I dig, the more I wonder about him. I need to gather some more data. Then we'll know what secrets he's keeping.'

* * *

"Brother, right away!"

As soon as Yummi got the ball, he floated briefly. Taun, who was already detecting the rapid death, quickly strikes the ball in half, preventing the opposing team from erecting a block.

Bam!

The fast-flying ball pierces an incredible opening.

"15: 6! 1-Set National Guard Bridge and Victory!"

The two who won the set alternated the net according to the referee's instructions. The black sister and the Germanic warrior on the way to the coat looked unbelievable.

"Unbelievable, man!"

"What the f…."

After ignoring them lightly, he told Yumi.

"Let's finish off in two sets."

"Can you do it?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that."

Yumi, however, was shaking, despite winning.

"But... I don't think you'll ever be able to handle it, and you're doing a lot better than I expected."

"Really?"

"Yes. I was, frankly, surprised. Why aren't you in the men's volleyball?"

"I'm not going in. You're still a candidate."

"No, you can't be serious. You know, if you eat it before sundown, it's not weird at all. I mean, why hide your skills? You're doing so well."

"Well…. You must be in pretty good shape today. Not usually like this."

Yumi still shakes her head. I was already running the third game together, so I was noticing the change in the lessons the fastest.

Miss Yumi seems to have noticed.]

'Yes. You'll do the right thing.I 'll get excited about the provocation....'

[Miss Yumi is also a Yumi, but if they had good eyes, they would have sensed your change.]

What am I supposed to tell them now? '

[Surrounded.Now your volleyball skills are imprinted like this. Going forward, every time you play volleyball, you have to rely on drugs.]

'Yeah, it doesn't matter. I don't know how much more work I can do.'

By the third grade, only those who take their professionals seriously will remain in the sports section. Branch activities can also be deceived by the excuse of grade 3. In other words, it means that the last job to show off your volleyball skills in front of others is probably the last time.

'Since you're doped, you should put pressure on it and show off your skills to the kids.'

[I think that would be great.]

"Two sets, here we go."

The game has resumed.

This time it's the serve of discipline.

A set of smashed opponents make a nervous look into the defenses. You stand side-by-side on the rear line, as if you had given up on the attack. It was intended to reduce blindness to prevent Ace of Service.

"No way!"

However, Learned's Jump Spike Serve becomes sharper.

The sub being shot at much higher altitudes than usual was no different from the attack. Heilang, who was showing off her iron defenses, pushed her hand in, but she couldn't react properly and allowed her to score.

"Wow, wow! Did you see that? There's a sub attacking...."

"Hey, Dean, I got you warmed up."

"What can't he do? I can board well, swim well, even volleyball.... You're good with your body."

"Maybe this is better than you?"

"Oh, that went too far. But you're an active athlete."

"Then you don't seem like much of a fighter to me? There's also the difference between men and women."

"Well, I'm not wrong..."

The physical education and subordinates who were watching did not shut up to the amazing skills that the discipline showed. I was proud to go to the same department as him. Especially in domestic events, Physical beat outstanding foreign hybrid teams up to noodles.

They began to cheer as if the success of the lesson was my job.

"Douhoon Lee! Douhoon Lee!"

"Bro! Finish the game with a serve!"

"You're handsome, Lee Dou Hoon!"

His voice filled the stadium. At this moment, he was perfectly in control of his coat. He smiled satisfactorily as he became more popular in real time.

'Fine. As expected, he will hit the upper stock price. I'm going to the inauguration ceremony tonight with this momentum.'

At the end of this summer's camp, the Holy Water at the end of the executive shift was very proud of the excavation of its successor. I finally felt relieved that I did everything I could.

'She is definitely different. It doesn't matter if you've awoken something in the army.'

Since freshman year, Seong-soo had been close to him, so he felt his change better than anyone else. However, I was not curious about how the lesson changed because it was a pleasant nature.

'After all, he is the best president of all time.'

With a one-sided serve of lessons, the game came to an end. Lesson with a sub-score of more than 10 points is frustrated by blocking even the opponent's lucky counter attack.

The Ghost Germanic warrior's expression is overwhelming.

"Ugh, to Corian, who's taller than I am! '

The opposing Pokémon's pattern is simple.

Female players were severely limited in their radius of activity, whether they were injured or injured, and all defenses and attacks were performed by male players alone. Obvious attacks and predictable defenses. However, it was made possible by ridiculous physical strength and volleyball skills.

"Korea, what a scary country! '

In the end, the second set won the National Guard gymnastics department with overwhelming scores. Yumi firmly stopped the PE education and students from jumping in to celebrate.

"Guys, the game's not over."

Soon the referee calmed the crowd down and declared the outcome of the match.

"The men's and women's hybrid competition is a two-to-zero win from the National College of Gymnastics. Say hello to both teams."

She handshakes her hand alternately between the nets, and when she sees the lesson, she suddenly hugs.

"Ugh, what is this carjacking? '

The discipline was embarrassed, but I had no idea that it was a foreign-specific social expression. At that time, she whispered in English with her ear.

"Tonight, possible?"

(Tonight, may I?)

As soon as he heard that, he was creeped out.

Crazy muscle black pig bitch! '

However, as he was an international gentleman, he withdrew pretending not to hear it politely. The lesson of ignoring her was to shake hands with the Germanic warrior. The Germanic warrior was devastated by his defeat.

"Good game."

(It was a good game.)

"Just moment, I have a question."

(Wait, I have a question for you.)

The man shook his hand and asked him a question in English.

"How strong are you in Korea? Are all Koreans as good at volleyball as you?"

The bear thought and replied:

"I'm just a piece of shit. There are so many people who are better than me."

"Ugh!"

Inspired by what he said, the Germanic warrior packed up and left without a word. Heimlich stared at the teachings until the last moment and continued to mourn until the end.

'Ugh, come on. When did you see me?'

[Maybe he has a crush on you while playing the game.]

"You think you're gonna fuck me as soon as you see it? If she's pretty. '

After the game was over, Taun and Yumi received intense congratulations from gym and students.

"Wow! A real winner! Congratulations, sir."

"Great job today!"

"So pretty and handsome!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

There were students who were asked to shoot one million won as a prize.

Yummi, who was holding the envelope, gave up on the lesson, and he raised the envelope high and shouted.

"Then, to win the gym, I will deposit the winning prize!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"That's cool, Lee Dou Hoon!"

"Good-looking Lee Dou Hoon!"

"It's sexy, Lee Dou Hoon!"

Today's volleyball was really a self-destructive stage of discipline. It was a long time after the game, but I didn't know that it was enough for him to learn. And the more his stock price went up, the more complex his collection of women became.

"Teacher, I don't want you to become popular... '

'You were supposed to meet me tonight, but that's why I have time to sneak around.'

Especially while waiting for lessons in the morning's self-help workshop, Minju bit his lips, looking at the lessons from a far distance.

'Ah, my lord. Tonight, please do me a favor...'

And Ah-young, who was objectively analyzing all of these situations one step apart, realized something strange.

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