Battlefield (3)

"Mom, Bob!"

There was a woman who came into the house and shouted loudly.

'Fuck, I'm surprised.'

Seo Mun-yeop, who was watching TV while lying on the sofa, was startled by the wind.

"Are you here? Did you do a good job?"

The voice of Han Seung-hee, who was preparing a meal in the kitchen, followed soon after.

"Ah, it's been a while since I wore a bikini."

"Hoho, that must have been pretty."

"Hehe, of course not."

Her laugh was somewhat like that of an old man.

"But what about your uncle?"

"Aren't you in the living room?"

It was only then that the woman looked around and found Seo Moon-yeop, who was in perfect harmony with the sofa.

"Wow, what a surprise!"

It was so natural that it became one with the sofa as if it were one's own home, so I hadn't noticed it.

"hi."

Seo Moon-yeop waved his hand.

She was Baek Ha-yeon.

"uncle!"

"omg!"

Seo Moon-yeop was taken aback when the wife, who only talked, rushed at him.

Wow!

"Yes, yes, Ha Yeon-ah."

Seo Moon-yeop also hugged him.

"Welcome, Uncle!"

"Yes, yes. I was worried that it had been so long that I might have forgotten my uncle."

"Forgotten. You played with me a lot. I liked her uncle because he bought me sweets and chocolates every time he came. My mom and dad never gave me that."

"But you've grown so much. They say kids these days grow up differently every day."

"Heh, of course. I am already 23 years old."

A tall, well-trained body.

Her hairstyle was cut short so as not to interfere with the battle, and she even spoke like a man, but despite this, she couldn't hide her feminine charm.

"I thought it would grow beautifully, but I didn't expect to see it in two weeks."

"Hehe, you've become very pretty, right?"

"Yes, yes."

He was a lovely nephew with a bright smile that seemed to have no worries in the world.

Still, I couldn't help but miss the cute 6-year-old.

"I saw your uncle's interview."

"okay?"

"I felt it while watching the documentary film my dad made, but my uncle seems to have a very hot personality."

"Well, it's just that his personality is crooked."

Baek Ha-yeon laughed.

"I envy that. I wish I could do that to people too. You're openly yelling at me to pay attention."

"Well, it must be difficult to get attention because she is this pretty and is the daughter of Baek Je-ho, a national representative."

"therefore. It's to the point where I'm worried about how I'll look during a fight."

"It seems like nothing. Because you are a job that the fans feed on. It's me, I saved people's lives, so I didn't have to worry about others."

"Still, if you're an uncle, even if you become a Battlefield player, I don't think you'll care about other people's opinions."

"Um, that's right. I can't even imagine that I care about others."

Then, Seo Moon-yeop suddenly remembered something.

"Wait a minute, come to think of it, haven't you seen the documentary that your dad made?"

"Oh really? Take a look. I wonder how the person concerned would feel if they watched a documentary commemorating their uncle."

Excited, Baek Ha-yeon manipulated the remote control to find a documentary on VOD. The title of the documentary was 'Seo Mun-yeop'.

And Baek Je-ho, who had just returned from work, saw it.

"hey! What are you doing watching that?"

"You are curious. Indeed, how my friend Baek Je-ho would have described me."

"It's okay, because there's nothing special about it..."

"It begins."

"Keep..."

Baekjeho put his hand on his forehead. because it was embarrassing.

and······.

[Seo Moon-yeop was a true hero.

Even at the last moment, he ran toward death without hesitation.

I will never forget that look.

-7 Hero Fellow Baek Je-ho]

"and."

Seeing the phrase at the end of the movie, Seo Moon-yeop shuddered.

"Ah, I'm embarrassed and it gives me goosebumps. Are you insane?"

"My, am I the director? I was just investing."

Baekje-ho's poor excuse.

However, Baek Ha-yeon immediately refuted.

"My mother said that I thought my father was a screenwriter?"

"Either way! The real director took care of it."

Baekje-ho broke out in a cold sweat.

I had no idea that efforts to commemorate a deceased friend would become a stain in this way.

Who knew that the dead would come back to life?

"Uncle, how do you see? Anything wrong?"

Seo Moon-yeop had a confused expression.

"no. There is no particular distortion, but it is amazingly interpreted in a good way."

Seo Moon-yeop's dirty temper was somehow beautified like a rebellious young star.

"Honey, you are the biggest contributor to the fantasy the public has about me. Are you my father?"

"Ayyyyyy, even the deal the director made!"

"I recognized it from the time I said that I would never forget my back. A pervert."

Baek Ha-yeon laughed out loud, and Baek Je-ho, who had been made fun of, let out a sigh. He was a mean guy who made fun of me when he came back alive.

"But uncle."

While watching the final episode of Stairway to Hell together, Baek Ha-yeon started talking to me.

"huh."

"You really don't play Battlefield?"

"Yeah, no."

The answer that came out without thinking for a second.

"Wouldn't you like me to ask for this?"

Baek Ha-yeon put her hands together and asked with a cute expression.

With that pretty face, even pretending to be cute, Seo Moon-yeop couldn't help but be startled.

"···I will not."

"Your uncle has changed."

"...Aren't you guys the ones who have changed just by looking at cancer?"

"When I was young, you did whatever I asked for."

"Your request was to buy me a snack."

In fact, if I asked to buy a building in Gangnam, I would have listened. Of course, I can't because I don't have money right now.

Baek Ha-yeon made a sullen expression. Her demonstration of pretending to be cute, pouting her lips proudly, was terribly burdensome.

"Yeah, but it's not okay."

"Huh, Uncle."

"Shouldn't you have been pretending to be cute when you were 6 years old?"

"tooth! My uncle doesn't even know my heart."

"Why do not you know. He must have bought it from Jeho."

Poor Baek Ha-yeon.

My uncle said he was quick-witted, but it was true.

"It didn't work. Now my uncle will watch a drama."

Seo Moon-yeop, who stroked Baek Ha-yeon's hair once, manipulated the IPTV.

The new drama I chose was 'I'm sorry, I apologize'.

"I'm lonely on the team."

"On the national team?"

Baek Ha-yeon nodded.

"Do you know how far behind they say that their father pushed them, that it was because of their popularity, not their skills? How reassuring it would be to have an uncle on the team…"

Meanwhile, Baek Ha-yeon keeps frowning and blinking her eyes.

"Yeah, don't squeeze out the tears."

Seo Moon-yeop gave a sharp blow without a change in expression.

"madam! Really!"

It was a little bit of tears gathered to see if the effort had paid off.

"All the kids on the national team are not human except for you, so how can they ostracize you? Wouldn't it be nice if I could call her the queen and honor her?"

Baek Ha-yeon was hot again. 'Queen' was a nickname her national teammates called her. She was open-minded enough to exchange obscenities, so she was treated almost like a man.

"Just because your uncle is from 2004 doesn't make you stupid."

Seo Moon-yeop waved his hand as if chasing away a fly, then immersed himself in TV again.

***

Seo Mun-yeop watched the drama until 5 am because it was unexpectedly interesting.

But when I woke up, it was 7:00 AM like a ghost, as was my lifelong habit.

It was only two hours of sleep, but this was enough for a superman.

'Should I exercise?'

It was unnecessary now, but it still hurt to stay still.

When I went out to the yard, Baek Je-ho and Baek Ha-yeon were already training.

chump chump!

Baek Ha-yeon ran swiftly in a zigzag, touching the cones installed on either side with her hands.

It was a cone exercise, a representative agility training.

And that wasn't all.

Baek Je-ho, who was watching this, suddenly threw a small ball.

In an instant, Baek Ha-yeon took out the whip attached to her waist and swung it.

Chow!

The whip magically moved around and caught the ball.

'You're eager.'

Baek Ha-yeon's position is an assistant dealer.

Moves swiftly through the battle area and attacks opponents with a whip.

However, rather than a direct hit, it was mainly a method of interfering with an enemy's movement by being entwined, and then a colleague would kill the enemy. So it was an assistant dealer.

He wields a sword with his right hand.

However, this is just a defense method to protect from nearby enemies, and I try not to allow access itself.

'It must be the style that Jeho taught me.'

Baekjeho's strength is 55/70.

Even when he trained to the limit, it was 70, an ordinary level.

However, since his agility and speed were at the highest level, Seo Moon-yeop took advantage of this to inject a tactical hit-and-run style.

Due to lack of strength, it was dangerous to be close to the enemy for a long time, so it was like falling out quickly.

Baek Je-ho must have had similar thoughts when he saw Baek Ha-yeon.

Her constitution and superpowers were exactly like hers, and she even thought that since she was a woman, her strength would be even more lacking than her own.

However, Seo Moon-yeop thought that such an idea itself was wrong.

because······.

-Target: Baek Ha-yeon (human)

-muscle strength 61/82

- Agility 90/90

- speed 94/95

- Endurance 59/80

-Spirit 81/81

-Skills 63/75

-Aura 66/70

-Psychic powers: teleportation, rope

-Rope (psychic ability): Controls all objects in the form of a rope in his hand.

Agility and speed are high enough, but lower than Baekje-ho.

However, on the contrary, strength and endurance surpass Baek Je-ho's talent. The technology is also slightly higher.

Contrary to Baek Je-ho's idea, Baek Ha-yeon's natural strength is 82, which is not too weak.

'In addition, agility has already reached the limit of talent.'

The current agility training was not very necessary.

'As expected, it's as I expected.'

It was Seo Moon-yeop who judged that Baek Ha-yeon's position was wrong even when he saw it on TV without an analysis plan.

"Ah, take a break!"

Baek Ha-yeon threw the whip and shouted.

Then he sat down and found Seo Moon-yeop.

"uh? uncle!"

Seo Mun-yeop stopped jogging and approached the two.

'Can I give you some advice?'

I didn't want to get involved in Battlefield, but I didn't want to be too mean either.

"Uncle, did you see me training?"

"Yeah, that was good. You don't need agility training anymore, do you?"

At those words, Baekje-ho, who was training him, shook his head.

"No, a little more."

"Yeah, compared to you."

"what?"

Seo Moon-yeop continued to speak to Baek Je-ho, who opened his eyes wide.

"It's just that you're less than when you were in your prime, but you've reached your limit. Agility."

Baekje-ho was surprised.

He did not know about the analysis plan, but he recognized Seo Mun-yeop's discerning eye for recognizing people's talents.

"It's the same with whip handling skills."

Seo Moon-yeop looked at Baek Ha-yeon and asked.

"If you catch your opponent with a whip, what will you do after that?"

"Well, either pull it off balance or just tie it up and toss it to your ally."

"If you don't finish yourself, it's half the price."

"..."

Baek Ha-yeon became a mute after eating honey. It was a fact he knew well from his many game experiences.

"Train your strength and swordsmanship."

Seo Moon-yeop continued to speak to Baek Je-ho.

"Hayeon is not an assistant dealer, but a melee dealer. okay? Director Yangban."