A Rookie In The Baseball Team Is Too Good [EN]: Chapter 352

The New Recruit of the Baseball Team is Too Good – Episode 352

The New Recruit of the Baseball Team is Too Good 352

82. A Classy Meal (3)

“One wish granted.”

A few days later.

On the day of the ‘special vacation’ obtained from Brian Spann, the general manager, David Wilson turned to Ji-seop and said, in a luxurious residence on the first floor of St. Petersburg.

“John Rahma, I mean.”

He grinned.

“Wasn’t that his lifelong wish? To move the Future Strategy Planning Department’s office to a sunny ground floor, and to escape that gloomy studio and return to his original home.”

“Hehe, that’s right. If you put it that way, he really did fulfill a lifelong wish.”

Ji-seop also gave a wry smile.

The memories of first meeting John Rahma came flooding back.

‘That was already a few months ago.’

Then and now, the industry’s notorious pushover, John Rahma Taylor.

At the time, he was caught red-handed buying the season tickets allocated to him with his own money.

Jeffrey Taylor, the team owner, naturally flew into a rage, taking away his only son’s car, house, and cards.

-Uh… What should I do, Kim? Am I ruined now? Am I completely ruined?

-Ruined? Don’t be ridiculous. Get your head straight. You need to sell those season tickets first.

With Ji-seop’s help, he barely managed to sell off the season tickets, but John Rahma never got his house back.

However, with the Tampa Bay Rays achieving first place in the mid-season standings this time, Jeffrey Taylor’s heart seemed to have softened a little.

For the first time in months, he called his son back to the main house and returned the house keys.

“He’s such a thoughtless guy.”

David Wilson grumbled.

“Kim, you saw it too, right? That guy’s been grinning ear to ear all week… Even in meetings, he’s just been smiling to himself.”

“David, let’s cut him some slack.”

Ji-seop defended John Rahma.

“I think I’d be smiling too, if my father, or anyone else, gave me such a nice house.”

“Well, yeah, but…”

David grumbled for a while, but he couldn’t argue with Ji-seop’s words.

Just as the elevator ‘dinged’ and arrived, Ji-seop stepped inside and asked.

“David, what have you been looking at since earlier? Did you get any calls from the team?”

“No, it’s nothing like that. The record-keeping is being handled by the baseball operations department today too…”

“This is a delivery app.”

David Wilson held up his phone screen and smacked his lips.

“Didn’t John Rahma say he’d prepare the meal today? I don’t really trust him to do it.”

“I’m just preparing for the worst.”

David Wilson stated firmly.

“Cooking requires so much attention, how can he do it properly with his haphazard personality? If that guy fails, I’ll just order something right away so we can eat…”

“Wow, David.”

Ji-seop shook his head and nudged David’s side.

“How far does your distrust of John Rahma go? It’s almost breaking through the atmosphere.”

“Kim, you’d understand if you were in my position. It’s so frustrating. Trying to teach that guy anything…”

He barely managed to run the simulation program, but his command input was still slow.

His use of the team’s database was still at a beginner level, and he hadn’t even started the intermediate stage.

“Still, isn’t he the main director of the Future Strategy Planning Department? He needs to be at a certain level. That way, he won’t be looked down upon by people from other departments…”

Although he kept grumbling, David Wilson seemed to be worried about John Rahma deep down.

Just as Ji-seop was smiling inwardly, having seen through his feelings, the elevator doors opened with a ‘click’.

“Ah, I think this is it.”

David Wilson checked his phone screen and pressed the doorbell of the house marked ‘3601’.

“Kim, isn’t John Rahma going to come out with a crazy hairstyle? Like in a cartoon.”

“Nah, probably not.”

As they were having such trivial conversations and waiting for the homeowner to come out, David Wilson suddenly raised his head.

“But why…”

Sniff sniff.

He flared his nostrils.

“It smells really good, doesn’t it?”

* * *

About 10 minutes later.

Ji-seop and David Wilson were staring at each other with wide, rabbit-like eyes.

“…….”

“…….”

It wasn’t because of John Rahma’s new residence.

Of course, the living room was impressive enough to play catch in, and the beautiful scenery of Tampa Bay seen through the glass windows was amazing.

But wasn’t he the team owner’s only son? Such luxury was to be expected.

What surprised Ji-seop and David Wilson that day was entirely – the food.

It was because of John Rahma’s food.

“No, what is this…”

“A catering chef? Did he hire something like that?”

It was a succession of wonderful dishes that far exceeded the two’s expectations.

First, a soup filled with mushrooms came out, then a pasta with freshly made sauce.

In addition, a steak the size of a person’s face was served with all sorts of grilled vegetables.

“How is it? Does it suit your taste?”

The team owner’s son watched the two people devour the food as soon as it came out, with a satisfied smile.

David Wilson, who had been making a fuss about looking into delivery, had no choice but to give a thumbs up at this moment.

“Perfect. Gorgeous. Brilliant!”

It seemed like every exclamation that could be expressed in English came out at this time.

“Hey, Rahma! What’s going on? You’ve never said you were so good at cooking?”

“Haha, to be honest…”

John Rahma pulled his own steak closer and smiled awkwardly.

“Nate helped me with about half of it. Like the soup or salad dressing.”

“Nate?”

David Wilson’s memory seemed hazy, but Ji-seop remembered the name accurately.

“If it’s Nate… Nate Howard? Is he a friend of Brett Evans?”

“Yes, I got quite close to him while running together last time.”

Come to think of it, was it on the day of the ‘Cowbell Day Event’?

John Rahma seemed to have said he would learn how to grill steak from Nate Howard.

“That’s right, Cowbell Day! I mentioned it then. I wanted to treat my company people to a meal, but I asked if I could learn other things besides steak.”

“Oh ho.”

“Originally, I was going to arrange a time around the end of the regular season? But when I thought about it, I thought I’d be too busy preparing for the post-season then. So I couldn’t help it…”

He also got his old house back from his father, and the Future Strategy Planning Department people got a vacation.

In many ways, the timing was just right, so he invited the two of them.

Up until this point, Ji-seop was cutting the meat with a grateful heart, but one word that popped out caught his attention.

“Hey, let’s be honest!”

It was David Wilson.

He finished his meal before Ji-seop and was looking at John Rahma with a subtle look.

“Really? Did you really learn to cook because you wanted to treat your company people to a meal? Really?”

“Why, why? Why are you looking at me like that?”

John Rahma stuttered, and a feeling similar to conviction appeared on David Wilson’s face.

“No, it doesn’t make sense. Who in the world learns to cook for their company colleagues? In my opinion, this is…”

“Girlfriend.”

David Wilson stated firmly.

“Am I right? You either have a girlfriend, or you want to have a girlfriend! If that’s not the case, this situation can’t be explained!”

“What girlfriend? I’m always working overtime, even if I had a girlfriend, she’d run away…”

“Then explain it properly. You can just treat your company colleagues to a company dinner, right? But why would you go to the trouble of making food like this?”

“No, that’s…”

John Rahma hesitated, unable to answer easily.

Eventually, he nodded as if he had given up.

“That’s right, that’s right!”

Damn it.

He was shouting loudly as if he was upset.

“The story about the company colleagues is a lie, and I learned it because I thought I could be popular with women if I did this.”

“Aha!”

“There are a lot of stories like that these days. That a man who cooks is sexy, that cooking increases your likability… Yeah, I tried it after hearing those stories. Are you happy now?”

“So that’s it? Haha, I had a feeling.”

David Wilson raised the corners of his lips slightly.

John Rahma had already declared surrender, but he didn’t seem to want to stop there.

“So… who is it?”

“Huh?”

“Who is it that you’re so smitten with that you even learned to cook? We need to know so that me and Kim can help you!”

“Ugh, I’ll take care of that myself! And David, I’m still your boss, you know? I’m not someone you can treat like this!”

From then on, it was the same as usual.

Just like in the Future Strategy Planning Department’s office, arguing over who was better.

In fact, if it were any other time, Ji-seop would have just pretended not to know and continued eating.

“…….”

At this time, Ji-seop was chewing on the meat, but his gaze was fixed on John Rahma.

Ji-seop could clearly hear it. The real reason why John Rahma suddenly learned to cook.

[Why else? It’s because I want to do something, but there’s nothing suitable.]

It was John Rahma’s inner thoughts.

[Kim is someone who doesn’t need to be said, and David is doing his part in the data department?]

[The other employees are also doing something to win the championship, but I’m barely able to run the simulation program…]

Ji-seop couldn’t know the exact reason.

Was it because David Wilson, who joined later than him, had firmly established himself as a key player in the team?

Was it because the Tampa Bay Rays, who had only aimed for the post-season until now, were starting to aim for the championship for the first time?

So, the atmosphere flowing within the team was different from before, but-

‘…One thing is certain.’

Yes, one thing seemed certain.

The industry’s notorious pushover, John Rahma Taylor, was beginning to show signs of change.

He, who had been spending his days aimlessly, was finally starting to find a new path.

If that’s his true feelings,

Ji-seop’s job is also decided.