S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me

I opened the door to the office and entered. Han Ye-rim, who was sitting on the sofa, got up and greeted her. She stretches her arms out to the side, giving her a triumphant expression.

“What do you think? did you come out? I became the CEO of the company when I was 26.”

“It’s still a hole-in-the-wall shop, huh? And Jia paid all the money.”

“It is an investment. Do you think Lee Ji-ah is an idiot? You saw me working next to you, so I put out this much.”

It wasn’t necessarily self-congratulatory, but it was definitely a good resource. As the disturbances from the association disappeared, the office building was already prepared.

There is only a shortage of people, so the preparations to start as a guild are complete.

Up until now, I didn’t feel like I belonged to a company, but now I feel like I have a bit of an assortment.

“Why did you call the company?”

“Why don’t you call an office worker a company?”

I have nothing to say. In the meantime, I’ve been stuck at Lee Ji-ah’s house because there’s no such thing as an office, but it’s normal to go to work.

Han Ye-rim pointed to the sofa. sat down Fluffy.

It’s a sofa left by the guild I used before, but I guess it was a good thing because it wasn’t something the president used.

Han Ye-rim, who is sitting across from her, crosses her legs and says:

“The office cleanup is over, so I’m going to introduce the company myself. I have something to talk about at the same time.”

The introduction is a bummer, but the story is the main point.

I stopped looking and looked at Han Ye-rim.

“It’s not about anything else, it’s about Han Yoo-jung.”

“Yoojung?”

“You were 17th this time. I had a fight with a prospect.”

Han Ye-rim taps the sofa hanger with her finger.

“Remember what I said in the first place? The reason why Yoojung should make him a Hunter.”

“… Uh, I remember.”

Although Lee Ji-ah is an S-class hunter, she cannot enter the dungeon. The name of the company was well known due to the last retaliatory administration case, but it was different whether the hunters were attracted to our company.

That’s where Han Yoo-jung came from.

An S-class Awakener called the Thousand Death Star. An S-class candidate who will lead the next generation.

It was enough to show the future possibilities.

“I have to turn over in the 3rd test and get 1st place. It’s a company level issue, not an individual issue. Hunter mental management is also a manager’s job. know?”

If Song was worried about her career as a manager, Han Ye-rim spoke about the future of the company.

One way or another, in the end, it meant that Han Yu-jeong had to get a Hunter license with a high score.

“Okay, I’ll talk to you.”

“I don’t think you can swear by your personality, take a good look at Tyler.”

*

Before entering the house, I sat on a nearby empty bench and called.

-hello?

“Brother, are you on the phone now?”

– Of course it’s possible. It’s 3pm and there are no customers. What’s going on?

The cafe owner was happy and welcomed them. Can I be so happy to say that it is my own shop and there are no customers?

“It’s because of Yoojung. You said last time that you should consult at any time, didn’t you?”

– It’s coming.

Tickle, tickle.

The sound of washing dishes stops. And the sound of the door opening. The boss asks in a louder voice than before.

– What’s going on this time? did you two fight?

“No, why are you and I fighting? It’s not that, this time in the Hunter exam, Yoojung got her grades… … .”

What should I say about this?

It gets very complicated when you try to bring out company affairs and even internal politics. After thinking about it for a while, it was easy to explain.

“Your brother’s daughter usually gets first place in the entire school.”

– Is it Seoyoon? He looks like me, so he can’t study. Is this time 20th in the class? … .

“No, if only. what if. I gave an example, but Yoojung is still talking.

-ah.

“Anyway, I kept getting 1st place, but this time I finished 17th. But this, due to family circumstances, he has to somehow get first place in the entire school in this exam.”

The boss asks as if he’s excited.

– What’s the matter? How are you doing, ma’am! Just swear by you and end it! Are you dying of low grades?

“The desire to do that is like a chimney, but it doesn’t end just by swearing at me.”

It depends on the direction of the company.

Han Ye-rim gave up her job as the team leader of a large American guild and returned to Korea. Lee Ji-ah collected the money and invested it in the company.

It doesn’t mean that Han Yoo-jung doesn’t fail because she doesn’t win first place, but it was clear that the original plan was going to break.

“Things are a little complicated. But I also didn’t want to press Yoojung with something like this. If you were my older brother, what would you have done at a time like this?”

-me? If it were me… … .

Said the boss, who was thinking deeply.

– I think you gave me an award?

“Is it a prize?”

-Uh, Sang. You don’t want to be offended? Then there’s nothing like an award to boost your motivation.

award

After all, most disciplines are like that.

punishment or reward.

Reminiscent of childhood memories, he was dazzled.

“Is that okay?”

-Is not it? i’m man! After all, I am the father of a 17-year-old boy!

“Brother, then.”

-uh.

“What is the prize for?”

The boss hangs his tail long as if he’s in trouble.

-uh… That’s a gift, a gift… expensive, huh? there is such a thing As a condition to give you 1st place in the whole school, bastard.

“Expensive, what?”

– There are expensive ones.

“So what is it?”

-That’s it, man, why are you asking me for a present for your child!

Are you talking well and then suddenly your temper?

“What am I going to do to buy a present for the kids? He probably bought a lot because he has a daughter.”

-uh… Man, that’s… .

“Have you never bought Seoyoon a present?”

When I ask a question, the boss coughs in vain. I don’t even know how old my daughter is, but she’s a great yangban in many ways.

He said, biting his tongue briefly.

“Brother, all right. Cut it off.”

– Hey, wait, do I have to give you something as a gift? You just need to motivate it.

right. After the second test, Han Yoo-jung was already concentrating on her training. I wanted to create a purpose that could be a little more motivating. Don’t be blinded by the second exam.

“Do you have any good ideas?”

– It just happened. There was no need for a gift. If you give him something like a present, are you confident that he will pick the one he likes?

There is a game.

Isn’t it weak as a motivation?

“No… Joe.”

– So I mean. Just give it a karate check.

“A ballot ticket?”

-Uh, karate.

The boss speaks confidently.

-If you get 1st in the exam, how about granting a wish?

“It’s a wish… .”

I immersed myself in thought.

wish. It was a magic word.

I don’t have to worry about it, can’t you give me what Han Yoo-jung wants?

I think that would be motivating as well.

with real hair.

He replied with admiration.

“Brother, is that really good?”

-Is not it?

*

After finishing the phone call with the president, I stopped at a cafe and packed dessert.

Rumble!

As you open the door, Yoo-Jeong Han greets you in a training suit.

“Are you here?”

I could feel the heat and see that there was a little bit of moisture left in my hair, so it must have been during training.

“You didn’t come up in the middle because of me, did you? Are you done training?”

“yes. I just finished.”

“Oh, yes. Take a shower first.”

Han Yoo-jeong suddenly stiffens her shoulders.

“… … Do you smell that?”

“smell?”

“It smells like sweat.”

At those words, Han Yu-jeong quickly retreats as she tries to stick her nose in. what? When I looked at him in embarrassment, he was walking backwards like a thief.

I guess I made a mistake.

“Hey, I didn’t mean it that way. I don’t smell any sweat. You have to wash up before you eat.”

“Really?”

“really. I thought it was perfume.”

Then, he slowly comes to me in peace. Han Yoo-jeong, who found the packaging, asks.

“Uncle, what is it?”

“Dessert after dinner. You’ve been living off sugar because you’ve been taking care of it lately.”

“ah.”

Han Yoo-jung has sad eyes.

“I can’t eat it because it’s under management.”

He glanced at Han Yoo-jung’s stomach and forearm.

Since then, I am confident that I have a keen eye, but if I compare Han Yoo-jung’s weight over the past week, I honestly don’t know the difference.

I don’t know how much I’ve lost in a week, but I didn’t feel rich even when I wasn’t taking care of it.

“You’ve been in control of your diet. this is sugar free Is it okay to think of eating fat instead of almonds?”

Han Yoo-jung’s eyes tremble slightly.

shake, shake

From the manager’s point of view and from the point of view of Han Yoo-jung, who has an exam in a week, I know that this shouldn’t be the case… … .

It’s been 2 weeks already. Recently, the eyes looking at the sweets in the refrigerator were unusual. If you leave it as it is, it will probably explode even more. You should eat this at least once.

I think it’d be better to release a little bit when it’s under control.

Han Yoo-jung tries to deny it with a voice that leaves a lot of regret.

“I really can’t… .

“From morning to evening, you only eat chicken breast, salad, and oatmeal.”

He grabbed Han Yoo-jung’s hand. I can’t get it all in one hand and it’s left behind.

“Honestly, where is your control? Rather, you should gain weight.”

“It’s not about that, it’s about balance… .”

“There are too many to buy two and eat alone. Let’s eat together, okay?”

The reed eventually collapses. Han Yu-jeong closed her eyes tightly and nodded her head.

“Well then, just one more time today… .”

He smiled and stroked his hair.

“Wash up and go. I will prepare it for you.”

“… yes.”

Han Yoo-jung goes into the bathroom.

I rolled up my sleeves and opened the refrigerator.

A simple meal is placed on top of the table.

Oatmeal, chicken breast salad, Coke Zero, and almonds were omitted because I ate cheesecake.

Even just smelling it makes me nauseous. Even if it’s been a long time, the nose seems to remember.

“Uncle, I washed everything.”

After washing, Han Yoo-jeong sits down at the table in pajamas. Then, he empties the salad, pouring out the tea he is forced to eat, and looks at me.

Excited eyes are full of anticipation.

“Come on, here.”

As she handed the cheesecake, Han Yoo-jung carefully cuts the tip with a fork.

Is that the face of the artist who cuts the statue? It’s incredibly focused. Without realizing it, I smiled and looked at my chin.

“Yoo Jeong-ah.”

“yes?”

“Is there anything you would like to have?”

“It’s a game.”

I thought so.

I wonder if it’s a fair reward compared to the pain I’m experiencing now.

There is no chin for motivation.

“Don’t be like that. Do you have anything more serious?”

“Uh, then the mechanical keyboard… .”

I also can’t Just in case you asked, these are the only things that came up.

“It’s nothing else, but you have to do well in this third test.”

“I know.”

“What?”

“If I don’t get 1st place, you’re in trouble.”

How does the kid know that?

“I’m doing a good job without saying anything, but I want to motivate you a little bit. From the company’s point of view, if you lose 1st place… … .”

I stopped talking.

Talking about the company’s circumstances will only create a burden.

“Anyway, that’s what I mean.”

“yes.”

“If you get first place in the 3rd test, I think I’ll do anything for you.”

Han Yoo-jung, who was about to put the cake in her mouth, stops moving and blinks.

“yes?”

“I tried to walk, but I couldn’t think of anything. So I thought it would be better for you to choose rather than just me choose.”

Do you look a little childish and rude?

But no matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t come to mind, and this is the only thing that came out of the boss and paper sheets.

“Are you listening to anything?”

“It’s a little bit like anything, but it doesn’t matter as long as I can do it.”

Still, I’ll be able to solve any issues. Whatever it is, money is the problem, and I’m never short on money.

Han Yoo-jung looked down and looked at the cake. The regret in his eyes recedes and a firm determination stands.

“Uncle, I’ll get up first.”

“yes? Cake?”

“I’m not going to eat it.”

asked in amazement.

“Why aren’t you eating all of a sudden?”

Han Yoo-jeong stares at me as if she is about to rise.

“… … I want to focus on the exam.”

“Did you have a hard time wanting to eat sweets? I bought this for you as a low-calorie dessert on purpose, so eat only this. Not even 100 calories.”

Better than an appetite blast later.

In the end, I close my eyes tightly and turn my head to my words.

“Stop seducing. Even if your uncle says that, you can’t do it for a while.”

“Are you really not going to eat? To be honest, you seem anxious these days, so you’re trying to feed them. Just eat and stay clean for another week.”

“no.”

Han Yoo-jung gets up from her seat.

“I will never eat it. never!”

And then he leaves the kitchen. Tomorrow the sun will rise in the west He put the cheesecake in his mouth and pulled out the phone.

I glanced at Han Yoo-jeong, who was hesitant in front of the stairs, and went down to the basement.

Looks like he’s training again.

-hello? did you talk out?

The boss who answers the phone asks a lot of questions. He nodded his head coldly and replied.

“Is it very effective? Brother, aren’t you really talented in parenting?”

-is it?

The boss chuckled.

*

The problem arose on Sunday.

We sit side by side on the sofa and watch TV together, but Han Yoo-jung, who is sitting next to me, keeps creaking.

“Uncle, can I ask you a favor?”

“Request?”

What’s going on? Are you doing all your requests?

“What?”

“There is a third exam next Friday.”

“yes.”

“I want to train because I don’t have much time left. Can you come down with me?”

If you say no and it’s annoying here, I’m human garbage.

Han Yu-jeong gently rolls her tongue with her tongue telling her to work hard, but when she asks to help her train, can she fall back?

I immediately got up from the couch and headed to the training ground.

“By the way, can you train like this?”

We were holding our shoulders like glutinous rice cakes in case we fell. It was clear that there would be many restrictions on exercise.

“Uncle, you had prepared a hunter before.”

“Is not it.”

“Then, are you used to assisting with exercise?”

I’ve never done it myself, but I’ve seen it a lot. PT trainer is always by your side… … .

“Hey, Yoojung.”

“yes?”

“Would you like some exercise help?”

“yes.”

I was speechless at the honest answer. Are you serious?

“Well, first of all, I can’t match the weight you are exercising.”

“It’s okay if you lower the weight. Today, I will just relax.”

“If I just put my hand on my shoulder and stand behind it… … .”

“It gets in the way of exercising.”

Cut my horses like scissors.

Han Yoo-jeong prepared to exercise by herself. It followed me like a sloppy twig.

And when I woke up, the first thing in front of me was a Power Wreck.

f*ck it, it’s definitely a squat.

I hurriedly opened my mouth because I thought I was going to face an imaginary situation without moving.

“Yoojung, let’s stop.”

“yes?”

“Hey, there are a lot of embarrassing postures and situations when you assist with exercise. Especially squats… … .”

should hug you from behind. A really manly pose.

There’s no problem if you’re of the same s*x.

How are you doing with this?

“What?”

“Yes?”

“It’s a squat assistant, so there’s no reason to be embarrassed. It’s not unusual to train. I am 17 years old.”

He met Han Yoo-jung’s eyes.

I do not know.

I was confident that I could read the emotional state of Han Yoo-jung, who was usually blunt, from the expression on her face.

What is the emotion in those red eyes?

I really don’t know now.

Han Yoo-jung asks in a low voice.

“Do you have any reason to be concerned?”

I stuttered open my mouth.

“no. It’s just that, just in case, it might make you uncomfortable. There are lines that must be kept.”

I think of Han Yoo-jung as a family member, and it’s probably the same with Han Yoo-jung.

We weren’t a real family from childhood.

He was a late-meeting man at the age of 17 and 26, and in this case, he had an excuse to say.

“Anyway, it’s between a man and a woman.”

Han Yoo-jeong’s frozen lips melted away.

It is a strange laugh that is alluring.

“It’s okay, uncle.”

Han Yoo-jung looked at me with softly bent eyes. The crawling gaze slowly scans my face.

“I really don’t care. Please hold my back.”