Winter Transfer Market (2)

"But it is. Why did you smoke when it wasn't even a smoking room?"

"sorry."

Park Young-min immediately apologized.

Because otherwise it seemed right.

"If you did something to be sorry for, you should be punished?"

"yes?"

Wow!

"Keep it off!"

Park Young-min, who was hit on the head intensely, thought his eyes would fall out from the shock.

Opening and closing the hand that had been beaten, Seo Moon-yeop was satisfied.

"It feels good to hit."

'What, what are you talking about!'

Park Young-min trembled like an aspen tree.

No matter what he did, the opponent seemed to be full of thoughts.

Park Young-min had never been frightened by anyone anywhere.

However, it was a different story when the opponent was Seo Mun-yeop.

'What's the business of a person like Seo Mun-yeop to me? Why do you know my name?'

Why did a big man like Seo Mun-yeop come to him?

The answer to that question soon came.

Park Young-min's expression, which was tired of fear, changed.

"Did you come after being introduced to the director?"

"uh."

"I hate it. I will not play Battlefield."

Especially, I didn't want to deal with the human in front of me again. She was the most terrifying human being I had ever seen in my 20 years of life.

"Okay, so let's have a serious talk about that. Shall we move to a quieter place for now?"

"no, I do not want. I have nothing more to say."

Park Young-min slumped in his seat and turned his head to the monitor.

He said he would not do it, but he thought that there would be no other way.

'A while ago, I got hit because I had a justification for smoking indoors, but I'm sure I won't hit you with an expression of my will. Not even a bully.'

In fact, no matter where you look, it was a lamb. Still, he believed in the dignity of a hero who saved mankind.

As expected, Seo Moon-yeop did not swing his fist.

He was just persuading in a calm tone.

"Still, since I have come this far, can you give me some time?"

"no, I do not want. I'm sorry, but please go back."

Park Young-min gestures to go.

It was then.

"This dog is almost like a flies. Do you want to lose?"

There was something wrong with Park Young-min.

Seo Moon-yeop did not develop a classy quality.

"Oh, no, not that."

Wow!

"Kuuk!"

Park Young-min was hit hard in the back of the head.

Seo Moon-yeop said while holding his collar and pulling him closer.

"Hey, if you go off, do I have to go off? Shall I turn it off? yes?!"

"No, you say you don't like me, so why…"

"So let's talk!"

Fuck!

"Quek!"

Park Young-min stumbles after being hit in the pit of the stomach.

It was the most painful day since I woke up as a superhuman.

I wanted to resist, but my body stiffened with fear and didn't listen.

"If I had rebelled, I would have been beaten to death, but he is surprisingly patient."

Park Young-min was grateful for a body that did not listen.

"Come on, let's go."

Seo Moon-yeop grabbed Park Young-min by the collar and tried to leave the PC room.

But that was then.

Seo Moon-yeop suddenly found a young woman pointing a smartphone camera at him in a corner of the PC room.

Seo Mun-yeop, frowning, said to the woman.

"hey."

"Hick!"

The woman was startled and crouched in her seat to hide, but Seo Mun-yeop strode toward it.

"Erase it. Oppa, you are a tired person."

"Hey, hey, that's it."

A woman sticking out her face through the computer room monitor.

She was a cute woman with bleached bobbed hair and a tender impression that looked like she would cry at any moment.

He wasn't superhuman, and he looked like he was about 20 years old.

"This is not a video recording."

"or not?"

"It's called BJ Pretty Nari, and it's an internet broadcast."

"what? broadcast?"

"yes."

"...You mean they're going live right now?"

"Yes, in real time..."

Seo Moon-yeop suddenly looked at Park Young-min, who was caught by the collar in his hand.

It is said that this is now being broadcast live on the Internet.

"What is your name?"

"Pretty BJ Nari."

"They say Ji-Ji's mouth is pretty."

"Oh, no. It's a nickname!"

"Why are you broadcasting here?"

"that is······."

A BJ named Pretty Na-ri looked at Seo Moon-yeop and Park Young-min and confessed to them.

"This place is famous as a PC room, a den of bullies, and I received a mission to broadcast here. If you do this, you get 10,000 star candy."

At those words, Park Young-min lost his senses. He was already widely known as a bully.

"What kind of dangerous broadcast does a woman do?"

"Hehe, these days I can't make a living with only my face."

BJ Pretty Nari answers with a big smile as to where all the scary things have gone.

It was as innocent as watching Lee Na-yeon of the team.

The difference is that the woman in front of him seems to have lost his taste.

"ha······."

Seo Moon-yeop strode over and sat down next to BJ Pretty Na-ri.

And when I looked at the smartphone camera, the chatting was overflowing in real time.

- Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

-lol

-Seo Moon-yeop is awesome hahaha

-Today's broadcast legend haha

-Seo Moon-yeop sighed deeply.

-Wow, you really are Seo Moon-yeop.

-Today's broadcast is crazy haha

-lol

-Seo Moon-yeop's force is amazing

- Crawl and get out, bugs, a rare saying is born hahaha

-Seo Moon-yeop, hello! I respect you always!

- Sayonara gave you 10,000 Star Candy.

-Oh oh oh

-55555

-5555

-wow

"Kyaaak! Sayonara-sama, thank you for the 10,000 star candy."

Suddenly, BJ Pretty Nari jumped around and screamed, and Seo Moon-yeop was taken aback.

In response to Seo Moon-yeop's reaction, the chat window was plastered with 'ha ha ha'.

-lol

-lol

-Seo Moon-yeop Culture shock haha

- Star candy reaction intuition

-lol

"How much is 10,000 star candy?"

"A star candy costs 100 won, and for me it is 70 won after the commission."

"Not long."

For Seo Moon-yeop, it was only a small amount of money.

But from then on, a star candy feast took place.

Viewers started shooting star candy.

It's because it's funny that BJ Pretty Na-ri reacts in front of Seo Moon-yeop.

"Aww! Another 10,000! thank you! I'm exhausted. Totally bored! I will show you a new reaction!"

Then, isn't it crawling around?

"Oh, I'm tired! I'm tired and I'm going to crawl out!"

A reaction parodying Park Young-min's friends.

The chat window exploded with laughter, and Seo Mun-yeop also giggled before he knew it.

'He's definitely a jerk.'

It was the moment when Seo Moon-yeop, a TV addict, met the new world of internet broadcasting.

Only Park Young-min, who was sitting like a sack of barley, had an astringent expression.

But that was then.

BJ Pretty Na-ri took out another cell phone from her pocket to answer the sudden call.

"hello?"

Before long, BJ pretty Nari became contemplative.

"yes? punishment? How many days? Is it that long?"

BJ Pretty Na-ri gets more and more crying.

When Seo Moon-yeop looked at the chat window, he said 'haha' that the manager appeared.

"Operator?"

To that question, a few answered in the midst of a sea of ​​'LOL'.

-yes

-The operator must have been punished for being exposed to violence on the broadcast.

-Are you stopping the broadcast?

-I have a criminal record, so this time it will be longer, but I'm worried.

-Youngja, work on it.

Seo Moon-yeop, who grasped the general situation, gestured to BJ Pretty Nari.

"Bring the phone."

"yes?"

"Change me."

BJ Pretty Nari quickly handed over the phone.

"Are you the operator?"

-Yes, who are you?

It was the voice of a young man.

"I'm Seo Moon-yeop."

-······!

A slight groaning sound was heard.

"Did you call to be disciplined?"

-yes. Broadcasting was exposed to violence...

"violence? Is that what you said to me?"

-That, that's...

"I only used my hands as part of my education. But what about violence? Can you take responsibility for that?"

Seo Mun-yeop, who began to be forced to do so.

However, there were not many office workers who could easily respond to the word responsibility.

"If your beliefs are different from mine, take responsibility and do it. Instead, I go to your company and look for you. what is your name?"

-·······.

"Why no answer? what's your name?"

The operator answered in a trembling voice.

-Hey, hey, can you wait a minute?

After a while,

- As a result of the discussion, BJ himself was not intentional, so we decided to treat it as a warning measure.

"Okay. That's right."

Seo Moon-yeop also acknowledged that much out of conscience.

- Instead, please be careful not to use violence and profanity.

"yea, I got it."

- Excuse me, please let go of what is still holding you by the collar.

"huh? ah."

Only then did Seo Moon-yeop realize that he was still holding Park Young-min by the collar.

"I let go. Then do your best."

Seo Mun-yeop ended the call and handed the phone to BJ Pretty Nari.

"Uh, how was it?"

"It's just a warning."

"Aww! thank you! thank you!"

BJ Pretty Na-ri bowed and bowed, and the chat window was also covered with praise for Seo Moon-yeop.

-That's great haha

-Look at the force hahaha

- Tired

-If the person who answered the phone was me, I'd be tired.

- Operator true training hahaha

-That's crazy haha

-What is the feeling of intimidation?

-The momentum to call the president with harsh words

-As expected, Gap of Gap

Seo Moon-yeop clicked his tongue as he watched the reactions.

"What is so funny? You don't feel good when you get beaten up too."

I knew I was wrong too.

"Hmmmm, anyway, today's work was a bit excessive, but please consider it as a trivial incident, and I will talk nicely with this friend here, so I hope there are no misunderstandings. I'm sorry for causing controversy..."

Seo Moon-yeop opened his ax eye and continued.

"Reporters, if I don't even post what I apologized for, it won't be fun from next time. Hey, turn off the broadcast!"

"yes! Everyone, I'll see you then!"

BJ Pretty Nari was coquettish and ended the broadcast.

"thank you! Thanks to today, we reached 50,000 viewers!"

"Do you see that much?"

"Originally, the average number is 2,000, but today it's a huge success!"

"Hmm, then, when will you not broadcast from our clubhouse?"

It was an impromptu decision because I thought it would be good for publicity.

"YSM clubhouse? That's great! I love Battlefield too! I've seen YSM games before, and I really like Lee Na-yeon!"

"Okay, that's fine. Come visit us sometime soon and interview the players."

"yes! When are we going? Right now tomorrow?!"

BJ Pretty Nari's eyes sparkled at the thought that she had caught a good broadcasting material.

"...Well, come around the day after tomorrow."

"yes! See you then! Oh, contact me!"

After sending the contact information, Seo Mun-yeop became alone with Park Young-min.

"hey."

"yes."

"What are your parents doing?"

Park Young-min made an uncomfortable expression.

I didn't want to answer, but it seemed like it would be right if I didn't.

"My mother works at a restaurant, and my father drinks and gambles."

"Is your mother feeding the family of three?"

"My grandfather and grandmother also live there, and I live with my grandfather's pension."

"What do you do for a living?"

"...just do a part-time job and play."

"Nogada?"

"yes."

Superhumans with strong bodies preferred heavy labor to earn pocket money for a short period of time.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I don't have anything in particular."

"Let's recap. Your family is difficult and your mother is struggling, but you are playing around and have no plans for the future?"

"..."

"Do you want to die or follow me?"

In Seo Moon-yeop's eyes, he was young.

Park Young-min trembled with fear and barely opened his mouth.

"Ha, I will."

There were no other options.

"There are conditions instead."

"condition?"

"No, please."

"Recite it."

"I mean my father."

"He said he was drinking and playing."

"Yes, please teach me the same true education as I did today. I will never drink again."

Love and hatred crossed over on Park Young-min's expression as he talked about his father.

Seo Mun-yeop, who had been at a loss for words for a while, eventually lamented.

"My life never ends with violence."

Winter 2022 transfer window.

Seo Mun-yeop stopped the start due to violence.