S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me

I was grilling a barbecue with Lee Ji-ah.

“Cut! Well done filming!”

At the sudden cry of writer Choi, the staff moved in a commotion. Some people collapsed while singing a song, and VJ lay down with the camera on the floor and the night sky as a blanket.

“No, Writer Choi. Are you going to finish here already?”

“Now it is! I have enough time to shoot, so I’m taking a break now. I think we are all going to die.”

I checked the watch. Has it only been seven or eight hours since you left?

On the way back to the campsite, I stopped by a livestock market to pick up meat, stopped by a local mart to sweep things up, took out the tent I had in the van and pitched it, and gathered dry firewood to make a bonfire.

I don’t know if this is going to be broadcast.

“can. You two really liked the pictures. We’ve shot all the scenes we wanted, so now we’re done shooting. please.”

I looked at the faces of the staff.

I realized that the filming had already crossed the water. Everyone just stretched out like a belly button. It’s not that I’m bullied, the pros said it’s okay, so I have to follow it.

First I checked the icebox.

There was plenty of leftover meat and vegetables, and I bought a whole box of beer. I grabbed all the boxes and walked to the barbecue grill.

“I know everyone is tired, but eat and stretch out.”

While me and Lee Ji-ah were barbecued and eating pork belly, the staff couldn’t eat anything because they were filming.

Zombies jump up to the sound of rice.

“rice?”

“You have to eat, rice.”

“Do you have any alcohol?”

“Would you like to drink? I have to drive when I get back.”

“Damn, looking at my physical strength, I can never drive to Seoul. Let’s just stay for the day.”

“Who cooks the meat? What about rearranging?”

“Hey, youngest… … .”

I stopped talking to the staff and shouted.

“I’ll take care of it, so sit down!”

The staff scattered around and brought things to sit on. It is like a voodoo scene when you see a bonfire walking around.

I tore the meat packs apart and put them all on the grill. I was frowned because of the smoke, and Lee Ji-ah, who was behind her back, slowly approached me.

Turning the meat over, he said.

“Jia, welcome. I will grill the meat, so wash the vegetables next to me.”

Lee Ji-ah cautiously called my name.

“Hyunwoo.”

“Uh, yes?”

A disgruntled voice roars.

“Why are you so surprised? After filming, you decided to let go. There is no additional filming, everything is now finished, but we have to keep our promise.”

“… … .”

He closed his mouth and quietly grilled the meat.

profit!

smoke rises The infamous chuck behind his back did not disappear.

People have to wash vegetables to eat them.

Calling Han Yoo-jeong Mr. Yoo-jeong, or calling Ji-ah Lee Ji-ah as Jia.

I don’t know why everyone is forcing me to do this.

Can’t we just do what we do?

“Jia-san, when you meet for work, the relationship becomes complicated if you use half-words. Moreover, I am in a position to receive a salary.”

“You use half-words to Yerim, the representative.”

“That is because we are friends from the beginning. I’ve known him since middle school.”

It’s been 10 years since Han Ye-rim and I have been close since we were in 3rd grade.

As it is a relationship between the CEO and the employee, I used respectful words in front of other people, but it felt like a situational play between close friends.

Ji-ah asks.

“I?”

“yes?”

“If it’s because I’m close with Yerim, then I.”

I put a piece of meat in my mouth and fell into trouble.

Can you say that Lee Ji-ah and I are close?

not friendly

It’s been 9 months and we’re living in the same house.

A relationship of trust has also been established.

It was the same at the gate.

In response to a request close to my order, Lee Ji-ah moved without asking any questions, and I moved, believing that she would do the same.

But somehow, it felt a little different from Han Ye-rim.

After Red Gate, I had only Han Ye-rim as my friends, and after enlisting, there were only members of the nearby unit.

The owner of Bastard Cafe was a reliable older brother and uncle, and Park Ji-young, a part-timer at the cafe, was only a close brother.

Reporter Cho or Lawyer Park?

not to mention

Chief Song?

are you kidding

Something similar… … .

Well.

“Okay, then.”

Lee Ji-ah blinks her eyes. As I looked at the confused face, I burst into laughter.

“why? Let’s talk comfortably. That’s how you sang.”

“Uh, yes, yes, but you know how to get away like a squirrel again… .”

As soon as I do it, Lee Ji-ah panics and backs away.

She took out the vegetables and rinsed them with water.

There was a bit of an awkward silence.

The sound of grilling meat, the sound of washing vegetables, the sound of crickets chirping,

“Gera Gerapo! Gera Gera Popo!”

The sound of Ruri singing and dancing.

The staff surrounded Ruri and clapped the seals.

“You sing well. But where are you?”

“I saw you earlier, did you call your manager daddy?”

“Eh? What, you looked younger than me, did you buy it?”

They gradually build up misunderstandings among themselves.

Putting the meat on a plate, I hurriedly said to Lee Ji-ah.

“Jia, look at the meat grilling for a second. People mistake me for a married man.”

“Uh, yes.”

“I will go.”

“Uh, yes.”

I stopped running and looked back at her. Maybe it’s because they’re grilling meat, and I and Lee Ji-ah’s faces were a little reddish too.

“Hey, Jia, let’s take it easy as long as we can. comfortable.”

“Uh, yes.”

Uh, yes.

I’m hearing those words for the third time now.

*

After filming was over, I just returned home.

After fighting with their lives at the gate for 5 hours, after receiving first aid, they filmed at the campsite, and drove alternately from Cheorwon, Gangwon-do to Seoul.

Both Lee Ji-ah and I were exhausted and were on the verge of collapse. Only Ruri was alive. That’s because I was always sleeping in the back while filming or driving. There is also the physical fitness of the child cannot be ignored.

Ruri opened her mouth and asked.

“Is this your father’s house?”

“It’s not my house, it’s Jia’s house.”

“It is very spacious. Do you have a lot of yogurt?”

“Enough to make my stomach explode.”

I took Ruri and went up to the second floor.

The visits were intermittent.

In that order, it is Lee Ji-ah, I, and Han Yu-jeong’s room. I opened the door of the room next to Han Yu-jeong and unpacked the daily necessities I had bought from a nearby mart.

If possible, I would like to buy them clothes, furniture, and even luminous stickers on the ceiling, but I can’t do it right now.

Then, suddenly, it occurred to me that he was six years old.

“Luri, can you sleep alone?”

“Yeah, I can sleep alone!”

I unpacked my things and went straight to the shower room.

I used to wash at the military hospital, but I was like a beggar when I was grilling meat and pitching a tent at the campsite.

It was time to dry off wet hair with a towel.

woo woo.

The cell phone placed on the table vibrated.

[Let me see your face for a moment.]

*

As I entered the cafe, I saw a man attracting attention from afar.

A grumpy-looking muscular rice cake stand, a long horizontal cut on his face, and a Russian man with an angled chin.

It was the commander of the Peacemaker, Dmitry.

There are plenty of seats around.

The face was so impressive that people were sitting far away.

“Why did you call me? Aren’t you very busy these days? When you see that you don’t go back as soon as you finish work and are staying in Korea.”

Sitting across from it, people’s eyes are drawn to it.

It would be a pretty impressive combination.

I hear a lot of people say that I look pretty good, but Dmitry was the exact opposite.

When the two of you walk around together, it looks like a black curtain that I always carry with me.

In fact, it’s the exact opposite.

The guy with his arms crossed shrugs his shoulders.

“Before I go back, I want to see your face.”

He had an automatic translator in his ear.

It was not a commercially available product.

Due to the nature of the UN military, the members of the unit were mixed regardless of country, gender, or race. It was an item supplied by NASA for smooth operation.

The performance was so good that I stole a few when I was discharged. It’s quite a box full of stuff like that.

He asked with a straw in his mouth.

“What about the other guys?”

“I sent it back as soon as the gate was cleared. What we do is happening so suddenly, we have to wait.”

A light catch-up followed.

Some are alive and well, some miss me, and some have their legs cut off and were discharged.

As I was picking up various stories, Dmitry opened his arms and leaned his upper body toward me.

I called him and asked him what he was talking about, but now it seems to be the point.

“How are you doing today?”

“Work?”

“I congratulated him because he was discharged from the military, and he said he was a manager right now? You’ve awakened your abilities What about Hunter?”

only manager.

Probably everyone thinks so.

Deputy platoon commander of the Special Forces Peacemaker under the UN Peace Forces.

Or, compared to the Hunter, there was no choice but to come out.

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Most of the time when you think of a manager, what you think of is the things that hunters chasing after you.

Actually that was right.

“Unfortunately, I had no talent at all. I trained and prepared for a hunter for a year, but nothing changed.”

It was a bit strong by the standards of the general public.

But that was all.

Dmitry taps the desk.

“… … I am very busy these days.”

“Are you not busy there?”

“I was never busy. But the last year has been especially bad.”

I remembered the news.

Were there any incidents that had an impact on the international situation?

I don’t think there was

“It was quite a blow that a sniper was discharged from the army a little over a year ago. That bastard was also in charge of supply and operations aide. I’m in a hurry to get other people to do it, but it doesn’t taste like the old days at all.”

I burst out laughing involuntarily.

Dmitry, who laughed along, said in a serious tone.

“The reason I gladly sent it to you because I was a hunter was that I gave up neatly not to roll in the mud.”

“By the way?”

“The manager thought the story was a little different.”

“What is the look on your face that you made the decision to save the country from a while ago?”

“Are you thinking of re-enlisting? The wash suit you used is still there, and there are a lot of people waiting for it.”

Dmitry pulls out what he can do for him. What is the subsidy for dispatching troops, what is my salary, what is the mission pay, and what is my honor?

As I listened, several thoughts came to my mind.

When it comes to being a member of the Peacemaker, he was recognized everywhere. Compared to the hunter industry, it means that you are playing in the world’s number one guild.

I cannot say that there is no satisfaction that comes from there.

Everyone will think of it as an honorable job rather than a manager.

“Well.”

The first thing that came to mind was the faces of Han Yoo-jung and Lee Ji-ah.

The number of people who were saved while at the Peacemaker was also quite large.

The psychiatrist described my sense of justice as a sense of debt.

At the Red Gate, I headed to the auditorium, leaving behind the people going up to the roof.

I sacrificed my friends and survived,

you think so yourself

I don’t know how you know me better than I do, but it seemed right.

After enlisting, I volunteered to send troops to the Peacemaker, and after waking up I quit my job as a hunter.

It was all about fighting monsters.

However, after working as a manager, I felt myself changing a bit.

The lives of Han Yoo-jung and Lee Ji-ah changed little by little because of me.

When the feeling of satisfaction I felt for the first time in my life filled my heart with pain, I thought that the manager’s job was quite worthwhile.

I get a lot of salaries, but when I came to Inje, it was only secondary.

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Many excuses lingered in my mouth, but the words that came out weren’t too complicated.

“I just enjoy what I do now.”

Tomorrow is superstar END