Translator: rainbowturtle
Editor: LD & Jyazen
Wednesday was the day when Hyeonu was scheduled to meet his high school classmates. Hyeonu heard a ringing early in the morning and answered it angrily, âHello?â
Hyeonuâs hoarse voice made the other person apologize.
-Um...It is morning in Korean time.I made a mistake.I shouldâve called a few hours later...
Hyeonu spoke the name of a person in English,âKale? Whatâs going on so early in the morning? Is it serious?â
-It isnât necessarily the case.I just contacted you to discuss something.
âWhatâs up? The sponsorship issue is over. I donât plan to do the academy for the time being. Is there a schedule?â Hyeonu pondered on Kaleâs words.
Was there something he had done? Or did Nike have anything to ask him? Was there an incident? These days, apart from going out to exercise, Hyeonuâs life was watching TV and playing Arena at home. He hadnât written a single post in the community.
âI didnât cause any incidents, did I?â
Kale laughed at Hyeonuâs words. -It isnât like that.Someone made a report to us, asking for Alley Leaderâs help.
âA report? What is this...â
It was ridiculous to Hyeonu. A report...
He wasnât a prosecutor or a policeman. What was the meaning of reporting to him?
âA report? What report?â
-He introduced himself as a player of a professional team in South Korea.He reported on the irregularities in the club.
âThen why tell me? So early in the morning...â
-I guess it is because Mister Gang is the most recognizable person in South Korea.Perhaps it is also because you created a positive image on your streams.
âGroan...âA sound leaked from Hyeonuâs mouth.
No matter how he thought about it, this was a bit wrong. What did it mean for him to take the reports of others and help them?
âIâm just a streamer.â
Hyeonuâs irritation soared in an instant. This was soon turned into slight antipathy toward Nike.
âSo what does Nike want? Do you want me to cover it in a stream?âHyeonuâs voice was filled with subtle annoyance. It might be through the phone, but Kale had rich social experience and could understand Hyeonuâs feelings.
Kale spoke in a calm, soft tone, -We were too short-sighted.I shouldâve thought about it a bit more...I apologize for this.
âItâs okay. You were thinking it was for me.â
-Iâm sorry to contact you in the morning.Have a good day.
After the call with Kale, Hyeonu threw his smartphone on the bed.
âWhat is this? Giving me a report.â
Hyeonu couldnât understand no matter how he thought about it. He was just a streamer who streamed for money and a man who had nothing to do with public interest. Hyeonu stared into the air for a long time before closing his eyes.
âDamn.â
His thoughts were so complicated in the morning.
***
Due to Kaleâs words, Hyeonu was distracted all day long.
âArenât you distracted today? You seem to be comfortable with the program these days? Then from the next class, I will increase the intensity by one level.â
Hearing the personal trainerâs words, Hyeonu cursed inwardly, âThis...â
Then he spoke with a rapid-fire speed like he was a rapper. âNo. I had something on today. It is only today. I donât think you need to change the program.â
Despite Hyeonuâs excuse, the trainer remained firm. âEveryone usually changes the level once in a while. It is time for you to change. Iâll redo the program. The next class will be divided into four sections. Letâs start with the shoulders. Good job today.â
The trainer left with these words. After several months, he had gotten to know Hyeonu well. If he stayed here, he would suffer from constant attacks and eventually things would be done as Hyeonu wanted.
âShit... Why are things going like this today?âThe annoyed Hyeonu hit his towel. Upon returning home, Hyeonu lay blankly on the sofa of the living room and didnât even think about accessing Arena. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour...
Time passed by like a flash. Now it was time to leave the house to attend the reunion with Yeongchan. Yeongchan called out to Hyeonu, who was still buried in the sofa and wasnât thinking about getting up.âHey!!! What are you doing? Arenât you ready? We havenât seen the kids in a long time. Are you going like this?â
Hearing Yeongchanâs shout, Hyeonu woke up and replied with a soulless expression, âEh?Uh... I have to go out. Iâm preparing now.â
Then Hyeonu entered his room to get ready. When Yeongchan saw this, he murmured, âIs that jerk crazy? Why is he like that? Did something happen?â
The current Hyeonu that Yeongchan knew was a success. Both the number of subscribers to Hyeonuâs channel and the number of streaming viewers were increasing every day. This was money. Money was piling up at a crazy pace. Additionally, Hyeonuâs body had improved with constant exercise, and his family had no more debt. Yeongchan also heard that Hyeonuâs fatherâs condition was improving.
âThen what is the problem?â
No matter how he thought about it, Yeongchan couldnât find the answer and decided he should ask Hyeonu soon. Meanwhile, Hyeonu came out in a clean outfit. His hair was neatly gelled back, and he wore a white shirt with beige cotton pants. It was normal styling, but it looked good because the foundation was different. Yeongchan saw such a Hyeonu and thought inwardly, âEnviable bastard.â
Was there really something that such a human would worry about?
***
Hyeonu drove down the road in his red Porsche, and all the distractions plaguing him all day disappeared.
âGood.â
Hyeonu realized that he had arrived at his destination. It was a shame that he couldnât drive a bit longer. Yeongchan also drove his own car, so they met again in front of the meeting place. Hyeonu flattened his wrinkled pants while asking Yeongchan, âHere?â
âUuh, thatâs right.â
The meeting place wasnât suitable for two well-dressed people. It was a pork belly restaurant near a university.
âIs it this place?âHyeonu saw the meeting place and laughed.
Pork belly and sojuâit was one of Hyeonuâs favorite combinations. In the past, before his family went bankrupt and he enlisted in the military, Hyeonu also liked to eat pork belly with soju.
âDo you like it? We didnât choose this place because of you. It is because the kids canât afford anything else.â
All of them, except for Yeongchan and Hyeonu, were university students. His friends consisted of students who had just been discharged from the army, and the poor ones who hadnât gone to the army. In other words, they made no money and had no money to spare.
âWell done. Though, why are you talking as if weâve gone to expensive places? Weâve only eaten pork belly, giblets and sundae soup.â
âThatâs true.â
âWhat about the other kids? Have they already entered?â
âYes, they said they are in the place. We just need to go in.â
The current time was 5:30pm. It was a bit early to have dinner. As evidence of this, there was no one inside the restaurant. Hyeonu looked inside and asked Yeongchan, âHey? Thereâs no one?â
âThere is a room on the second floor. They must be there?â
Hyeonu nodded at Yeongchanâs answer and started walking. There were familiar faces in the room that Yeongchan entered. They were their high school classmates, and they were talking loudly like it had already been a while since they started the meeting.
Once they heard the door open, they stopped talking and turned their heads toward the door.âAh, youâre here?â
âYes, there is a face that is hard to see today.âYeongchan also turned his head back to look.
Hyeonu appeared behind Yeongchan and raised his hand slightly awkwardly. It was so awkward that Hyeonu felt the hairs on his back stand up. âIt has been a while, you brats.â
However, his friends had already had a few drinks and didnât feel as awkward as Hyeonu.
âAm I a brat? This motherâs child. I should buy a lottery ticket today. I saw a precious face.â
âYou shouldâve called if you were discharged. Iâm disappointed, Hyeonu. Are you only playing with Yeongchan?â
âIn any case, show your face more often. Do you cherish yourself so much because youâre expensive?â
There was no roundabout talk among his high school friends. They went straight to the pointlike a muscle car driving on the Autobahn.
âI know. Iâve been busy with circumstances lately, but now it is a bit better. We can see each other more often.â
His friends paid attention to Hyeonuâs words. They seated Hyeonu and Yeongchan in empty seats and handed them some drinks.
âTake it first before speaking.â Jung Sehun, a man who looked round, followed up and poured soju for Hyeonu.
âSehun, what have you been up to recently?âHyeonu asked under the influence of alcohol. It was a face he hadnât seen in a long time, and it was a welcome one.
âIâm going back to school. Havenât you gone back to school?â
âIâm going back to school next year or the year after. It is a bit like this for now.â
âReally? Iâm envious. Iâm going back to school next year. It is a big deal because my credits have blown-out due to playing Arena. I think I have to drop everything and retake it.â
Unlike the serious content, Jung Sehun smiled brightly and drank. Hyeonu smiled as he looked at Jung Sehunâs face.
âThis is my friend.â
Todayâs stress was being eased.
âIs this something you should say with a smile? How long have you spent playing Arena?â
Jung Sehun looked like he was stabbed by Hyeonuâs sarcastic words. It was like Caesarâs face when he was stabbed by Brutus.
âDonât ask. Itâs serious.â Jung Sehun soon broke out in a giggle. He seemed to be having fun when he talked about Arena. âMy level is 180. Is there anyone else around me with a higher level?â
âLevel 180 is high. Rather than a blow-out, isnât this the level of a mortar shell?â
âJerk, your words are so sharp. You? Arenât you playing Arena? Youâre good at the game, right? Your one game was amazing, our Hyeonu.âJung Sehun clung to Hyeonu in a ferocious manner.
Hyeonu pulled Jung Sehunâs arm away and strangled him in return. Then Hyeonu told him, âWhen have you ever seen me lower than you? Iâve naturally done my third class advancement.â
Jung Sehunâs eyes curved like a villain when he heard Hyeonuâs words. It was like he had found an interesting game. Hyeonu felt anxious for some reason.
âHey, my friends. Look over here.â
Everyone heard Jung Sehunâs cry and shifted their attention over.
Jung Sehun turned to stare at their friends. Realizing that everyoneâs eyes were on him, he continued, âThis is our expensive friend Gang Hyeonu, who has completed his third class advancement. Isnât this a complete waste? He doesnât pay attention to his friends and is putting his entire life into Arena. What should we do?â
Hyeonu looked embarrassed by Jung Sehunâs incitement.
âBesides me, Yeongchan also has his third class advancement. Iâm not the only one.â
However, his friends were incited and couldnât hear Hyeonuâs words anymore. His words were empty echoes that only came back to him.
âLetâs punish him!!â
They were approaching Hyeonu when a man opened the door and walked in.
âEverybody has gathered?â
The hot atmosphere cooled down.