Chapter 2: Ball slow kid

“You said you wanted to be a professional baseball player, right?”

“You weren’t joking, were you?”

“Did what I said sound like a joke?.”

“I’m serious, completely.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll make you a pro.”

“You just trust this oppa and work hard.”

“Got it?”

I didn’t expect things to go so smoothly.

Anyway, since there was no other option but baseball to escape this body, Su-hyeon had no reason to refuse Dae-

joon’s offer.

“Yes, I understand!”

“Great!.”

“Then, let’s start training right away!”

Trainer DJ, who raised the 150-win pitcher Jeong Su-hyeon, charges 300,000 won for a single private lesson with

Kim Dae-joon.

It was a heavy burden for Su-hyeon, who was currently paying for her grandmother’s hospital bills during her long-

term hospitalization.

Su-hyeon felt sorry for the previous owner, who could have done so but lived without flirting.

I’m a woman now, and all I’m doing is seducing a man to get free lessons.

‘This won’t happen again, Su-hyeon.’

‘I’m sorry, Dae-joon.’

‘I’ll pay you back later.’

With a firm resolution, Su-hyeon stood on the mound again and started throwing the ball.

[Four-seam fastball: Velocity (D) Control (A) Movement (S)]

Ah, it takes the fun out of baseball.

Why are the names of the pitches like this again?

“Su-hyeon, have you ever learned any breaking balls?”

Of course, I know how to throw them all.

But Su-hyeon thought it would be better to hold back here.

It would be strange if a girl from Little League knew too much, right?

“I think I can throw a slider.”

“Shall I show you?”

Fwoosh~ Thud!

Fwoosh~ Thud!

Su-hyeon’s slider hit the target one after another, drawing a graceful G-cup curve.

“How was it?.”

“Not good?”

Dae-joon, who had been watching Su-hyeon’s slider without a word, answered with a volume close to a soliloquy.

“Oh, f*ck, that slider is so arousing.”

“What?.”

“What did you say?”

“Oh, yes, Su-hyeon, your slider is really appealing.”

“The release point is almost even with the four-seamer, and the tunneling and break are very good.”

“It won’t be easy to hit the sweet spot unless it’s guess-hitting.”

Dae-joon, who had unknowingly uttered a bad word, tried to confuse Su-hyeon by using as many English words as

possible in embarrassment.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“Anyway, my slider is usable, right?”

‘I understood everything, but I’ll pretend I didn’t.’

“Of course!.”

“Su-hyeon’s slider will work even at the professional level.”

“I guarantee it.”

[Bouncy Slider: Velocity (C) Control (B) Movement (S)]

Su-hyeon decided to stop complaining about the names of the pitches.

‘Just do whatever you want.’

“But it’s very difficult to survive in the pros with a two-pitch mix of four-seamer and bouncy slider.”

“Especially if you’re a slow thrower like Su-hyeon, it’s almost impossible.”

“Oh no, what do I do now?.”

“Do I have to give up my dream?!”

Dae-joon’s build-up was obvious.

Su-hyeon held back her laughter and continued to act innocent.

“Give up?!.”

“Did you already forget the promise we made when we started, Su-hyeon?”

“Just trust the coach and work hard?”

“That’s right.”

“I’ll teach you a changeup now.”

“Changeup… isn’t that a cigarette brand?”

‘It’s really hard to keep up.’

Dae-joon’s eyes were shining as he talked excitedly about the changeup.

Su-hyeon had always liked this side of Dae-joon.

She couldn’t keep up with his excitement, but she liked that just watching him from the side gave her energy.

“Okay, do you get it?.”

“It’s okay if you don’t get it, just give it a try.”

What Dae-joon was trying to teach Su-hyeon was a circle changeup.

It’s a pitch that’s essential when facing opposite-handed batters.

And it was the very pitch that was the go-to pitch for the ace of the Chickens, Jeong Su-hyeon.

Boing~ Thud!

Boing~ Thud!

Su-hyeon’s circle changeup, which uses all three fingers – middle, ring, and pinky – to create backspin.

The white ball that peaked at the shyly protruding nipple and descended, flowing down between the valleys of the G-cup.

“Coach?.”

“Any thoughts?”

Dae-joon stared at the monitor for a long time without saying a word, then finally opened his mouth as if he had

made up his mind.

“Su-hyeon, I’ve taught hundreds of pitchers, you know?”

“Yes, and?”

“No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t make sense to throw a changeup like this as soon as you learn it.”

The inevitable moment of enlightenment.

For the first time today, Dae-joon was showing a normal level of judgment.

‘This is bad.’

‘I mean, why did he have to tell me to throw a circle changeup of all things?.’

‘It’s harder to throw it badly on purpose.’

“What do I do, does that mean I can’t go pro?”

‘Su-hyeon, I’m sorry.’

‘I said I wouldn’t do this again.’

Su-hyeon clasped her hands together, gently pushed up her breasts with her elbows, and lightly bounced her pelvis

once.

Fwoosh~

At the sight of Su-hyeon pleading with her breasts together, Dae-joon completely forgot what doubts he had.

“Pro?.”

“Why can’t you go pro?.”

“Our Su-hyeon throws a great four-seamer, a great bouncy slider.”

[Booby Circle Changeup: Velocity (D) Control (S) Movement (SS)]

“And a great booby circle changeup.”

“What can’t you do?.”

“Why are you saying such weak things?”

The moment of enlightenment was over.

“I’m sorry.”

“You said it didn’t make sense…”

“Su-hyeon, that’s because your changeup was so good.”

“Was I too harsh?.”

“I’m sorry.”

Whether you throw it well as soon as you learn it, or after practicing for 10 years.

That wasn’t important.

The important thing was that this young lady in front of him threw a ball that was unbelievable for a woman.

“I was just worried that Su-hyeon might get complacent because I praised her too much.”

“You can’t become a pro just by having a good ball.”

“Do you know what I mean?”

Of course, I know.

That’s why I came to you.

“Yes!.”

“I’ll really work hard as you tell me, coach!”

Hyung.

Let’s start over.

Make me an ace again.

After meeting Dae-joon, Su-hyeon continued her early morning runs without missing a single day.

Except for the days when she had photoshoots, she went to the DJ Baseball Academy every day and received

intensive training that was close to body modification.

It had been about two months.

[Hip circumference increased by 1 inch]

Throwing a ball is done with the arm, but a strong lower body is needed to pitch stably.

Of course, it wasn’t just her body size that leveled up.

Based on the four-seam fastball.

Su-hyeon achieved an average velocity of 126 km/h.

And a maximum velocity of 129 km/h.

She also added a new pitch that was popular these days.

A pitch that was a combination of a splitter and a sinker.

Su-hyeon wasn’t originally good at throwing two-seam pitches, but thanks to the Breast Movement trait, it turned

out to be a decent pitch.

[Bouncy Sinker: Velocity (B) Control (A) Movement (A)]

But Dae-joon didn’t seem too satisfied with the results of the training.

“Su-hyeon.”

“Yes?”

“I’m still hungry.”

“We have over 100 coupons, should we order sweet and sour pork too?”

‘No, not that kind of hungry.’

“Your velocity is a bit lacking.”

“I wish it was around 130 km/h on average.”

“What can I do if I can’t gain weight no matter how much I eat?”

Thanks to constant running, weight training, and DJ’s special bulk-up shake, Su-hyeon managed to gain 2 kg, mainly

in her glutes and hamstrings.

But that was it.

Even though she ate jjajangmyeon and fried dumplings every day, her body fat wouldn’t increase.

“Maybe it’s because you don’t let me order sweet and sour pork?”

“What can we do about your constitution, Su-hyeon?.”

“We can’t use doping, either.”

Su-hyeon had never used banned substances during her time with the Chickens, but she didn’t consider herself a

clean pitcher.

Because the truth was that she had tried various things that were said to be good for the body.

But the current Su-hyeon had no intention of taking any drugs, even for baseball.

Let’s say she became a roider, won the championship, and returned to her original life.

What would happen to the life of model Jeong Su-hyeon after that?

She couldn’t bear to think of the pain Su-hyeon would suffer when she got her damaged body back.

And as the days went by, she became more accustomed to her new body and her affection for it grew.

‘I can’t ruin this great body.’

‘And it’s not like taking drugs will automatically make you better at baseball.’

“Yes, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“I’m against it too.”

“So I was thinking, why don’t we try changing your pitching form?”

Currently, Su-hyeon had a very stable right-handed overhand pitching form.

To put it nicely.

To put it badly, it was a form that had no merit except that it put less strain on the arm.

Maybe 20 years ago?

But these days, no one throws with this mechanism.

‘Is it because they have the same name?.’

‘Even her pitching is similar to that guy.’

Dae-joon thought of Su-hyeon, who had no problems in the regular season but was always crushed in the fall.

Dae-joon was sure that his honest form was one of the reasons for his fall failures.

But he wasn’t confident enough to take the risk of changing the pitching form of the league’s best pitcher.

And Su-hyeon herself knew that.

She wasn’t confident back then, but the current Su-hyeon was different.

“Okay!.”

“I completely trust you, coach!”