“…….”
“I guess not?”
“…….”
“I guess not?”
“…….”
“I guess not?”
"......no."
A joke Park Seung-gi made a while ago came to mind.
<Perhaps not. Maybe something like a dungeon date.>
They say words become seeds. In Yoo-shin cursed that the jjamppong soup would splatter on the day Park Seung-gi wore new clothes.
“But there are no rats in the dungeon, so what should I do?”
“If that doesn’t work out, I’ll try my best to acquire the skill to transform into a bat.”
“Does that mean you won’t help me at all?”
"yes."
Although I suddenly became tearful, it seemed like Hyeon Gyu-ha had no intention of letting go.
Even if the ability is rated as F-level, the process of obtaining a Hunter’s License is not difficult as long as you are awakened. All you need to do is pass the written exam and physical fitness test and complete dungeon environment training. The problem was the physical fitness test.
In Yoo-shin was a typical athlete who hated working out.
A hunter who was unaware of the situation quietly intervened. His name is Jeong Min-jae. He was a young man who looked at Hyeon Gyu-ha with envy from the time he was introduced and looked for a chance to talk.
“The test isn’t that difficult. You just need to study hard for a few days for written exam questions, and the cutoff line for the physical fitness test is just above average.”
Hyeon Gyu-ha glanced down at In Yoo-shin.
“Yoo-shin, how many seconds did you run 50 meters in high school?”
In Yoo-shin’s pupils shook slightly.
“...7 seconds.”
“What if I cut it off by 4 seconds? It was 11 seconds. The average for high school boys is 8 seconds, so it’s way short. I only did two push-ups.”
“At that time, I just did it roughly! But how does Gyu-ha know that...?"
“I asked the vice presidents of both companies.”
At best, you asked the vice president of a large company to secure physical evaluation data from your high school days...?
In Yoo-shin was not the only one who was speechless. Hyeon Gyu-ha asked Jeong Min-jae, who just rolled his eyes awkwardly.
“Do you think you can get it easily?”
“......I’m sorry, In Yoo-shin-ssi.”
Even Jeong Min-jae, who gave him some hope, disappeared. With In Yoo-shin at his side, Hyeon Gyu-ha walked up the stairs with great strides.
“This is the first day that we can legally open gates, but I will go out and patrol diligently to see if any unexpected gates have been discovered in downtown Seoul.”
“So where are you going…?”
“You have to wear a set of training clothes and sneakers.”
“……”
“From now on, I will also plan your diet. Eat only what I give you. Since we’re already working out, should we take a body profile?”
“……”
In Yoo-shin tried to think in a positive direction. ‘If I exercise, my health will improve, so it won't be a bad thing. Even if I later broke up with Hyeon Gyu-ha and have trouble finding a job, if I have a Hunter's License, I can work as a laborer in a dungeon... I enjoy exercising. I enjoy exercising. I enjoy exercising.⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯’
Even climbing the subway stairs requires F-grade physical strength that leaves you panting at times. Hyeon Gyu-ha made him run on a treadmill to start with basic physical strength. It was okay up to this point. His eyes turned yellow, but he could endure it.
The problem came after that.
“For all exercises, including squats, posture is important. Straighten your back, and don't bring your knees too far forward. I will use psychokinesis to help you maintain your posture, so don’t forget it and maintain it well.”
“I feel like I’m going to die from so much pain from stretching my muscles! It’s so hard that I can’t see!”
“No one has ever died while doing squats.”
“If I become the first!”
“I’ll wake you up with a kiss.”
Protein supplements.
“Let’s do it ten more times for the last time. That's right. Good job. One, two, two, two, three, three, okay, like that. four. Oh right. You’re pretty.”
“Why are you counting the same number over and over again?”
“We do not treat cases of failed posture.”
Protein supplements.
“Isn’t exercise supposed to have a routine? I heard that if you tighten your upper body once, you have to rest for 48 hours or so?”
“Here is the potion I prepared for such, Master.”
"What?"
“If you drink this potion, your muscles will recover without the need for a separate rest period. There is nothing like this to build your body in a short period of time. It is a legal drug that even athletes take. It’s definitely expensive, but it’s worth every penny for the owner.”
“Uaaaaghhh.”
Protein supplements.
He was being tortured by being locked in the gym every day, but there was no one to stand by me. Rather, the other hunters seemed envious of In Yoo-shin, who was receiving one-on-one training from Hyeon Gyu-ha.
Even Lee Hye-yeon, whom he trusted, betrayed him.
“Your muscles are multi-flexible, Yoo-shin. It's not often that Gyu-ha, who never does anything good for others even if it means holding a knife to his throat, gets a chance to personally take care of your health, right? You never know when that guy might change his mind again, so get rid of it now. That way, you can exercise well on your own later.”
Lee Hye-yeon, who was saying those words, was lifting a barbell next to him.
Although her body is petite, she is a rigid body user. She was someone who could hit things like 3 to 700 with her eyes closed. She is not the only one. The hunters here didn't even bother to rest during the waiting period, but instead came to the physical training room and worked hard.
"Save me..."
In Yoo-shin wanted to cry due to the fear of being crushed by his muscles among those who were crazy about fitness.
"Do not cry. You will lose muscle.”
“Huaghhhh.”
***
The refrigerator, which used to only contain bottled water and alcohol, has recently become quite diverse. Green vegetables, tomatoes, mushrooms, low-fat milk, almonds, multigrain rice, salmon, chicken breast, etc. These are all meal menus for In Yoo-shin.
Hyeon Gyu-ha grilled chicken breast steak and put brown rice, sweet potatoes, avocado, and fruit salad into the lunch box. He also brought unsweetened yogurt and walnuts as snacks.
Since today was an off-duty Friday, he decided to go on a date with In Yoo-shin at the gym. We face each other up close, constantly sweat and talk, and eat lunch boxes that we packed ourselves. It was a great date.
“Yoo-shin, I came to pick you up.”
After a month, he ran up to the rooftop room, smiled happily, and knocked on the door, but there was silence. He didn't feel like he was popular. Hyeon Gyu-ha immediately opened the door by injecting his mana into the handle.
“Squeak. Squeak!”
6-seyo was irritated when he woke up to a rattling sound. But Hyeon Gyu-ha couldn’t even hear that.
There is no In Yoo-shin. He disappeared. In front of him.
Tuk. The lunch box fell from his hand and fell on the floor.
In an instant, all emotions disappeared from the eyes, and they suddenly fell.
“Seung-gi ah...... Ugh. My face is half gone, right?”
“I’m so fucking healthy. What are you exercising these days? Your shoulders seem to have gotten a bit wider and the clothes fit perfectly.”
"Ah, really?"
He was intrigued when he heard that his body had improved. When he was taking a shower, he noticed that his once soft stomach showed very subtle traces of his abs.
After all, is all the answer to muscle?
'Gasp. This isn't it...!'
He was tormented in the fitness room, shaking his head hastily to free himself from the brainwashed muscles of his body.
[I’m only going to rest today ㅠ I’ll be answering phone calls all the time, so don’t destroy Seoulㅠㅠ]
Soon it was time for Hyeon Gyu-ha to knock on the door of her rooftop room. After sending him a text message so he wouldn't be surprised, he grabbed Park Seung-gi and complained. He was frantically stuffing tteokbokki, green onion pancakes, sundae, fish cakes, and makgeolli into his mouth.
“He doesn’t let me eat snacks as much as I want, and hey, you guys are a great tteokbokki restaurant. The supplements don’t taste like you’re going to throw up, but he even makes the chicken breast, and there’s a lot of squid in the green onion pancake, so it’s really delicious.”
"hey. Either solve the story or eat it, just do one of the two.”
“Do you know the pain of having your diet controlled?”
The lab room slave and the gym escapee slave competed to eat tteokbokki in a corner seat at the gate department’s festival booth.
If he ran away from home, the only person he would meet was Park Seung-gi, but when he came to school, today happened to be a festival. It's already college festival season, but he didn't even notice the time passing because he was locked in the fitness room.
“But the professor managed to send you out?”
“Since you are Hyeon Gyu-ha’s lover, I’m told that I should show you well in advance and take some medicine.”
“……”
While In Yoo-shin was glaring at him, Park Seung-gi quickly put the remaining boiled egg in his mouth.
“Seung-gi hyung, why did you say you wouldn’t be able to come out today?”
Amid f the chaos in the lab room, many students greeted Park Seung-gi, who had broad feet and worked as a teaching assistant and the professor's manager.
Since he grew up in the same orphanage since when he was young, he is an easy guy for In Yoo-shin. However, Park Seung-gi was a proud friend who received a full scholarship, graduated from college early and worked tirelessly in graduate school even in difficult circumstances. Even though he sold himself out.
'If I had gone to college, I would have been enjoying the festival atmosphere by now, right?'
Maybe he is feeling vicarious satisfaction from him.
The area outside the booth was bustling with students and visitors. Across the street, the school's broadcasting department was filming a live broadcast of the festival, and laughter broke out as if there was an interviewee with a witty comment.
As he ran away from the fitness room, there was no paradise no matter how noisy it was.
'Starting tomorrow, Gyu-ha will be managing his diet again, so today I will eat everything spicy, salty, sweet, irritating, good for the tongue and bad for the muscles, and loaded with MSG until I loses muscle. Makgeolli too! Soju too! Cola too!'
Suddenly, the commotion outside the booth grew louder. He could even hear a sound that was almost like a scream. The student sitting next to Park Seung-gi tilted his head.
“Is there a celebrity here?”
“It’s still daytime? Isn’t the stage starting at 5 o’clock?”
“Well, I guess he came early.”
Either way, In Yoo-shin inhaled a flat dumpling soaked in tteokbokki soup. When I came here earlier, he saw a booth selling fish cake stew. Next to it is corn cheese. Just thinking about it makes his mouth water.
In Yoo-shin was so absorbed in his happy daydreams that he didn't notice that the surroundings had suddenly become quiet.
“Hey, hey.”
Park Seung-gi spoke in a low voice and urgently tapped him with his foot.
"What."
The chopsticks fell out of his hand as he raised his head curiously.
In front of the booth, Hyeon Gyu-ha was standing.
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Credits:
Translator: Hoshi Miya
Editor/Proofreader: PsycheAsylum, Ghostx
HM: this became hilarious….
PA: Yoo-shin doing mukbang thinking he can get away... (ᴗ_ ᴗ。)
This chapter is for the person, who supported on KoFi. I only have 1 chapter left to post. TwT.... I got too busy lately. So, I hope I will be able to store more chapters in advance from next month onwards.
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