Chapter 11: The head is anti-japanese, the lower body is pro-japanese.

Title: Su-hyeon’s Walk-Off Solo Homerun.gif

ㄴIt was insane

ㄴThis is baseball ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ I almost passed out from dopamine overdose…

ㄴIt was a 139km/h fastball down the middle, just a mistake

ㄴWho held a knife to their throat and forced them to throw a mistake?

ㄴIt’s unbelievable that she’s a woman, they should do a hormone test

ㄴWhat are you talking about, it’s not even women’s baseball ᄏᄏ

ㄴIf you’ve ever seen Su-hyeon’s photoshoot, you wouldn’t say that ᄒᄒᄒ

Title: I’m the idiot who sold a Jeong Su-hyeon Canoe magazine cover for 50,000 won

The guy who bought it from me listed it for 200,000 won ᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ

ㄴlololololololol

ㄴYou bought at the bottom and sold at the knees ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ

ㄴNever trade stocks

The 4th World’s Best Baseball Tournament ended with Su-hyeon’s victory.

Su-hyeon and Dae-joon were overwhelmed by the influx of interview and photo requests.

And all sorts of casting offers and proposals.

They had already given up on responding to the phone calls and notifications that were overheating their phones.

It took them over an hour just to collect business cards and contact information and promise to follow up later.

Su-hyeon and Dae-joon were finally free to leave the stadium.

But the sound of people chanting Su-hyeon’s name could still be heard from outside the stadium.

“How are we going to get to the hotel if I sign all those autographs?”

“I know.”

“It’s not just about the autographs, it could be physically dangerous.”

Even the tournament office didn’t have a good solution, so they just told them to wait a little longer.

Although it was a global tournament, it was still an amateur event.

There had never been a case where the winner had received such enthusiastic popularity.

As if he had been waiting, a savior appeared from behind.

“Su-hyeon.”

“You seem to be in a difficult situation.”

“Would you like to come with me for now?”

Surrounded by the Rahman family’s bodyguards, Su-hyeon and Dae-joon safely got into Ricky’s car.

“Thanks, Ricky.”

“But I don’t think your sister likes me, is it okay for me to go to your house?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“What does a woman know about the world of competition?.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Is this the spirit of a manly man?

But Ricky.

I’m a woman too…

At Ricky Rahman’s earnest request, Su-hyeon and Dae-joon stayed at Ricky’s house.

The reason was that sasaeng fans might come to the hotel.

Even the suspicious Dae-joon acknowledged the possibility of sasaeng fans and agreed to stay at Ricky’s.

After leaving downtown Denpasar for about 15 minutes.

A huge castle that looked like something out of a fantasy movie began to appear outside the window.

“Don’t tell me… that’s your house?”

“That’s right.”

“You don’t have to worry about sasaeng fans.”

‘No, I asked because I was worried about my safety.’

‘Not a dungeon… right, Ricky…?’

After passing through the moat and the gate, the Su-hyeon party finally arrived at the entrance of the castle.

An elderly gentleman who was clearly a butler greeted Su-hyeon.

“Welcome, Ms. Jeong Su-hyeon.”

“And Mr. Kim Dae-joon.”

“Please come in.”

“The luggage will be sent up as soon as it arrives.”

The Su-hyeon party was guided by the butler to the room where they would be staying.

Two young women who were clearly maids greeted Su-hyeon.

“Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“You were so cool in the match today.”

“Puti and Sari were also mesmerized watching you.”

“Congratulations on your victory, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“Th… thank you.”

“Puti.”

“And Sari.”

‘What’s with this development?’

‘Did Indonesia have this kind of culture?’

“You must be tired today, so get some rest.”

“If you need anything, just ask Puti and Sari.”

“Thank you.”

“Sleep well, Ricky.”

“I, I’m not going to sleep yet.”

“And I didn’t play a match like you.”

“It’s nothing to worry about.”

‘I think Ricky just blushed when I told him to sleep well.’

‘No way, I must have seen it wrong.’

‘There’s no way that monster has the emotion of embarrassment,.’

“Puti?”

“Yes, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“Please speak.”

“Do you know K-food?.”

“I want to eat samgyeopsal and kimchi jjigae.”

Less than 30 minutes later, Sari knocked and entered the room.

Steamed white rice, grilled samgyeopsal, ssamjang, ssam vegetables, green chili peppers, and garlic.

And even kimchi jjigae.

How long has it been since I’ve had such a perfect Korean meal?

“Wow, is the chef here Korean?.”

“How did they make Korean food so perfectly?!”

“It’s a delivery, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

Although 2 wins were by default.

The taste of Korean food ordered for delivery in a castle over 100 years old after winning the championship in a

fierce battle was exceptional.

After that, they ate a lot.

“Su-hyeon, you’re good at ordering the maids around?.”

“I’m a little awkward.”

Dae-joon asked Su-hyeon while patting his full stomach.

“I just felt like I could.”

Ricky’s favor was being given solely on the grounds that she had defeated him.

It was natural for Dae-joon, a man of common sense, to feel burdened, since there was no reason to receive such

treatment if one thought about it rationally.

If it had been the old Su-hyeon, she would probably have felt awkward like Dae-joon.

But Su-hyeon was unknowingly changing.

She was getting used to receiving.

And she was beginning to distinguish between what she could and couldn’t receive.

After lying down for a while to digest, Su-hyeon wanted to wash up and called the maid again.

“Sari, bring me some bath water.”

“Yes, I’ll prepare it, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

Less than 5 minutes later, Puti, dressed as a bath attendant, appeared with an Italian towel in her right hand.

Puti guided Su-hyeon to the bathhouse of the Rahman Castle.

It was of such a scale and facility that it could start operating as a spa right away.

“Puti’s scrubbing skills are the best in the wooorld!!.”

“Ms. Su-hyeon, how long has it been since you last had your dead skin scrubbed?”

“…I don’t need it!”

Su-hyeon, who sent the sulking Puti away, lay in the hot tub with flower petals floating around.

The pleasant scent and warmth permeated her whole body.

‘This is heaven.’

Even though Su-hyeon was a billionaire in her previous life, she couldn’t even dream of such a life.

A life where everything is prepared with a snap of the fingers for a maid.

Su-hyeon realized that she thought making money wasn’t a big deal because she hadn’t made enough money.

The prize money for the World’s Best Baseball Tournament was $500,000, right?

‘I can’t even build a bathhouse like Ricky’s.’

‘Tsk.’

‘I want to get a big signing bonus.’

As she got used to the hot tub and her body temperature rose, Su-hyeon looked down at her naked body.

Big.

Big breasts.

A pitcher with big breasts.

That last dying wish had given her this ridiculous bonus life.

And almost half a year had passed since she started living as the woman Jeong Su-hyeon.

During that half year, Su-hyeon devoted herself to baseball more crazily than she did in high school.

Thanks to the fact that her benefactor from her previous life willingly became her benefactor in her new life as well.

Su-hyeon wasn’t lonely even though she was suddenly dropped into this world alone.

That was enough.

Everything should have been enough, without any shortage.

Even though it now belonged to her.

Su-hyeon’s breasts, half-submerged in the water, stimulated her central nervous system.

The thrilling sensation she felt when she held hands with him before the final match.

And the expression on his face, looking into the distance in a daze after giving up a home run.

‘Ah, why am I like this.’

The hand that had shaken hands with Nomura Hiroyuki quietly, secretly, underwater.

Moved to Su-hyeon’s lower body.

Invited to breakfast with the Rahman family, Su-hyeon and Dae-joon woke up early and headed to the hall.

When they arrived at the entrance of the hall, guided by Sari, familiar faces were waiting for Su-hyeon.

“Sister Su-hyeon, congratulations on your victory!”

“I knew you would win, Sister.”

“Because in baseball, the best person always wins.”

“Pazar, Didi!.”

“Thank you for the congratulations.”

“Are there any other adults inside?”

A cheerful voice from behind answered Su-hyeon’s question.

“The biggest adult in our house right now is me, Su-hyeon, did you sleep well, Mr. Kim Dae-joon?”

“Ah yes, did you sleep well?.”

“But how do you know my name, Ms. Aisha…”

“How modest.”

“How could I not know the name of the famous trainer who raised the Korean baseball goddess?”

Ugh, it’s clear that Aisha Rahman doesn’t like me.

By the way, Dae-joon is so consistent.

He can’t function properly in front of a beautiful woman he’s just met.

A modest breakfast compared to the size of the hall was served.

Soup and bread for starters.

“This is delicious.”

“Munch munch.”

“Can I have some more bread, please.”

‘But why are they eating so quietly?’

‘Well, the hall is so big and the ceiling is so high that it’s hard to make any noise.’

With balsamic dressing.

After a course of salad, omelet, and steamed fish, Su-hyeon and Dae-joon were guided to the drawing room.

The maids served refreshments and withdrew, and Aisha took a sip of tea and opened her mouth.

“If I learn from Mr. Kim Dae-joon, can I become as good at baseball as Su-hyeon?”

“Haha, I don’t know.”

“Su-hyeon played baseball when she was young and she’s also a naturally talented player.”

“I don’t think so.”

Aisha continued to talk to Dae-joon as if she wasn’t interested in Su-hyeon.

“I see.”

“I’m also quite short…”

“Then what did you think of our Ricky?”

“Ricky has a good physique and great stuff.”

“I think he’s a player with great potential.”

Hearing Dae-joon’s praise, Ricky replied awkwardly.

“But in this tournament, I keenly felt my shortcomings.”

“I was confident in Indonesia, but I was a frog in a well.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t lose your confidence, Ricky.”

“It’s hard to judge a player’s strengths and weaknesses based on the World’s Best Baseball Tournament alone.”

Dae-joon encouraged Ricky.

To such Dae-joon, Aisha began to talk about the main purpose she had been building up to.

“So, could you please take care of our Ricky?.”

“I’ll make sure you’re well compensated.”