Chapter 12: SSS-class maid is good at group assignments

“Considering the warm welcome, it’s not about the compensation.”

“It would be great to repay my debt.”

“Shall we start right away?”

Dae-joon readily offered to coach Ricky.

After all, the contract offers for Su-hyeon were due to arrive in two days.

He figured it would be better to do something rather than just lazing around at the Rahman Castle until then.

But Aisha had a bigger picture in mind.

“Then, let’s just have an orientation today.”

“I’d like to know if Ricky can advance to Major League Baseball in two years.”

“If you see potential, I hope you’ll continue to coach Ricky.”

Aisha was offering Dae-joon the position of Ricky Rahman’s exclusive trainer.

The unprecedented event of a female player competing shoulder to shoulder with men.

It was natural for Su-hyeon, the person involved, to be in the spotlight.

But the stock price of Dae-joon, the trainer who raised Su-hyeon, was also rising in real time.

“Two years?.”

“Bali is a great place, but I’ve lived in Korea all my life.”

“I’m not sure if I can adapt well, haha.”

“We’ll provide a private jet so you can travel freely to your home country.”

“We’ll make sure you’re as comfortable as possible, so please consider it with an open mind.”

‘This was her goal from the beginning.’

Su-hyeon, feeling uncomfortable, remained silent.

Su-hyeon’s trainer, accidental manager, and literally her only friend, Dae-joon.

There was still a long way to go.

Su-hyeon had never imagined a future where she would walk that path alone without Dae-joon.

But Su-hyeon wasn’t shameless enough to just refuse the best offer and ask him to stay with her.

Especially since she had only received from Dae-joon and had never given him anything in return.

‘I hope the signing bonus is high.’

‘But no matter how much it is, I can’t compete with the wealth of the Rahman family.’

‘I have no choice but to show him my best sincerity.’

Dae-joon headed to the training ground with Ricky, and Su-hyeon, who was left alone, returned to her room.

People asking about her return to Korea and future plans, reporters requesting interviews, and media offering

photoshoots and video shoots.

It was too much for her to handle alone, and her head began to ache.

“Sari?”

“Yes, did you call, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“Can you bring me a computer?”

As expected, Sari, the SSS-class maid, was quick-witted.

She came back with glasses on, set up the laptop on the table, and sat down.

“These emails and DMs here?.”

“Reply to them appropriately.”

“And for the photoshoot, schedule only one with Canoe Korea.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Although the men’s magazine Canoe was sometimes criticized for being a racy magazine, it had helped Su-hyeon

make a living and had been very accommodating, so she was grateful.

Su-hyeon also wanted to maintain a good relationship with Canoe because she was grateful for their support during

her military service.

After concentrating on swiping the mouse and typing on the keyboard for a while, Sari asked Su-hyeon a question.

“Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“Which league are you considering for your team, Korea, the US, or Japan?.”

“That’s the most frequently asked question.”

To win the fall baseball championship, she had to go to a strong team.

But the stronger the team, the harder it is to secure a starting position.

Of course, there’s no such thing as a guaranteed starting position in the professional world.

However, there is one indicator that shows how much of an opportunity can be guaranteed.

And that is.

“Say I’m going to the team that offers the most money.”

“I believe that baseball has no borders or gender.”

“I want to be fully evaluated for my value as a baseball player.”

“That’s how I’ll answer.”

Sari understood perfectly even when she spoke vaguely.

‘So cute.’

‘Her cheeks are so white, just like rice cakes.’

In less than two hours, Sari had processed hundreds of contacts and created a well-organized report for Su-hyeon.

Su-hyeon was amazed by Sari’s work ability, which exceeded her expectations.

“Sari, why are you working as a maid here?.”

“You seem like you could succeed at anything anywhere.”

“It’s hard to find a job these days.”

Sari explained that youth unemployment in Indonesia was serious.

Even though being a maid for the Rahman family was a high-paying job, albeit a bit demeaning.

There were countless young people like Sari who couldn’t find proper jobs even after graduating from prestigious

universities and ended up in the underworld.

“If you have a college degree… you’re older than me?.”

“I’m sorry, Sister Sari.”

“You look young and you’re wearing that outfit, so I didn’t realize.”

“It’s okay, Ms. Su-hyeon.”

“This is the best.”

“Please continue to treat me comfortably.”

Sari Widya smiled and said it was okay.

Su-hyeon, who had only seen Sari’s chick expression, saw her smile for the first time and felt a little closer to her.

“Can I?.”

“But Sari, don’t you want to do something other than being a maid?”

“I don’t think the type of work is important.”

“I just want to do anything for Ricky, who recognized me for the first time.”

Loyalty to a person, not a job.

That was Sari Widya’s work ethic in a nutshell.

Su-hyeon was envious.

Whether it was because of his personal virtue or the power of his family.

She was envious that Ricky Rahman had many talented people around him.

And the sense of crisis that she might lose Dae-joon wouldn’t leave her mind.

A man’s soul in a woman’s body.

A half-baked human, Jeong Su-hyeon.

Su-hyeon realized that human relationships were more difficult than baseball.

While waiting for the contract offers, Dae-joon focused on Ricky’s training.

And Su-hyeon used the two maids, Puti and Sari, to take care of miscellaneous tasks and enjoy a sweet break.

Three days passed at the Rahman Castle.

Finally, the contract offers from professional baseball teams from Korea, the US, and Japan were sent to Su-hyeon.

“It’s more fun to look at these things together in a lively atmosphere?!.”

“Ms. Su-hyeon, please leave everything to Puti!.”

“Please~~!!”

At Puti’s persistent request, the 2030 Jeong Su-hyeon reverse nomination ceremony was held in the conference

room of the Rahman Castle.

“Why are we here?.”

“Do we really need to look at it slowly when it’s already been presented?”

Aisha complained, and Ricky answered sternly.

“Sister, this is the birth of the first female professional baseball player in human history.”

“Isn’t it appropriate to celebrate together?”

Puti, in charge of the presentation, and Sari, in charge of the slides, went up to the podium, and the presentation began.

“Ah, hello?.”

“L-ladies and gentlemen?!.”

“To, today is finally the day Ms. Su-hyeon chooses the te, team she wants to go to!.”

“Please give a bi, big round of applause!!”

‘Puti, you said you were confident.’

‘Why are you so nervous?’

Clap clap clap clap clap-

“Fi, first, let’s take a look at the contract offers from the KBO League?!.”

“The first team is the eternal loser of the KBO, the Busan Last Guardians!!”

The contract terms offered to Su-hyeon by the Last Guardians were.

A signing bonus of 200 million won.

An annual salary of 30 million won.

“It’s not bad, Su-hyeon.”

“They’re considering you as a second-rounder with 200 million.”

“I know.”

“It’s appreciated, but…”

Su-hyeon was secretly relieved that the Last Guardians didn’t offer her more.

A team to avoid at all costs if she wanted to win the fall baseball championship.

The team with the secret code 8888577.

Su-hyeon gestured to Sari to move on to the next one quickly.

“Next is an offer from the KBO’s merchant, the MLB academy, the Guro Traders!.”

“How did the Traders, who are bone-deep merchants, assess Su-hyeon’s value?!”

Flick-

A signing bonus of 500 million won.

An annual salary of 30 million won.

An amount that only the top prospects in the first round could expect.

The Traders’ message was clear.

“They’re good at sniffing out money.”

“Su-hyeon, your star quality goes without saying!.”

“Congratulations, Su-hyeon.”

“Yes, coach.”

“Thank you.”

Although she said thank you, Su-hyeon was still unimpressed.

The Traders were the only team in the KBO League that had never won the Korean Series.

And old-school Su-hyeon believed in the existence of a winning DNA.

‘Sari, hurry up and move on.’

After that, no signing bonus of over 500 million won was offered.

It was now the turn of the last KBO team.

“Now for the last Korean team.”

“Korea’s internet darling, the KBO’s happiness virus, the Daejeon Chickens!!”

The Chickens.

The light of my life, the flame of my life.

Every day I spent with you was a good day.

Now show me how you feel about me…!

Flick-

The slide changed, and the contract terms were displayed on the screen.

Signing bonus of 50 million won.

Annual salary of 30 million won.

Option: 50,000 won gift certificate for Seongsimdang every day.

Expires if not used on the same day.

In the silence, everyone was staring at the presentation screen, unable to speak, and Su-hyeon remembered.

Su-hyeon’s interview after winning the Miss Canoe Contest.

Su-hyeon, who introduced herself as a bread lover.

She could almost see the Chickens’ representative feeling proud of their good work.

“Su-hyeon, did you like bread?”

“…Yes.”

‘I’m going to a team other than the Chickens and destroy them.’

That was all she could think about.