“You probably already know enough about our company, but we are the best agency in the country. We work with players who are already the best or have the potential to be the best.”
Kim Min-hwan, his face flushed red, was explaining passionately, even spitting as he spoke.
“If you join us, you’ll receive support that is incomparable to players from other agencies.”
Park Seong-ju, sitting in front of him, nodded as he listened to Kim Min-hwan’s speech.
He seemed more eager for the tedious speech to end than focused on Kim Min-hwan’s words.
“So, do I just sign here?”
“Did you even read the contents?”
Seeing Park Seong-ju trying to sign without reading, Kim Min-hwan asked, a hint of worry in his voice.
“Do I have to read all this?”
Park Seong-ju flipped through the contract with an innocent look.
“Well, it is a contract… Haha.”
Kim Min-hwan burst into a hearty laugh.
“Even though there’s a lot to read, it’s an important contract for Park Seong-ju, so you should read it.”
Im Ye-ji, who was watching from the side, chuckled and said.
“It sounds exactly like what I heard Hyun-woo *sunbae* [senior colleague/mentor] saying on the phone earlier. Surely Hyun-woo *sunbae* wouldn’t scam me, would he?”
“Hyun, Hyun-woo *sunbae*? Hahaha… Well, Hyun-woo in our company was Seong-ju’s *sunbae* until recently… So, we’re more trustworthy, right?”
Kim Min-hwan replied with difficulty, sweating profusely.
Then, he busily rolled his eyes, trying to gauge Im Ye-ji’s reaction.
“Of course. I’m signing this contract because I trust Hyun-woo *sunbae*. If *sunbae* is scamming me, then it’s my fault for misjudging him.”
“Hahaha… Hyun-woo hasn’t lived his life in vain. Hahaha.”
Kim Min-hwan laughed awkwardly and turned to Im Ye-ji as if seeking approval, but didn’t get any particular reaction.
Park Seong-ju skimmed through the contract and immediately scribbled his signature.
With the contract finalized, Kim Min-hwan’s expression brightened, and he clapped his hands to liven up the atmosphere.
Im Ye-ji also smiled and stood up.
“Park Seong-ju, it’s an honor to have you with us. We’ll help you show your best performance on the field. Let’s work hard together.”
“Thank you. Please make me a star.”
“Okay. Team Leader Kim Min-hwan will be in charge of your management from now on. We’ll handle your salary negotiations, so Park Seong-ju, don’t worry about anything else and just focus on training.”
“Huh? Wasn’t Hyun-woo *sunbae* supposed to be in charge? That’s what I thought…”
Disappointment was evident in Park Seong-ju’s eyes.
“Ah. You want Hyun-woo to manage you?”
“Yes… I naturally assumed that was the case.”
When Im Ye-ji turned her head, Kim Min-hwan was pretending not to hear and organizing the contract.
“If Seong-ju wants that, then let’s do it that way.”
“Really? Is it really possible? You can’t say it’s not possible later.”
“That will never happen. I’m the CEO here.”
Park Seong-ju clenched his fist and was overjoyed.
Im Ye-ji smiled, finding his reaction endearing.
“Then I can move into the dorm right away, right?”
“Of course.”
* * *
“Why do you have so much luggage?”
“A person needs this much to live.”
“Ugh. It’s so heavy.”
Lifting the luggage with both hands naturally contorted my face.
Oh Seok-hoon’s expression, who was lifting the luggage next to me, was the same.
Woof woof!
Luffy ran out of the house, noticing that new guests had arrived.
“Huh?”
Seeing Luffy running towards him, Park Seong-ju put down his luggage.
Then, he naturally stroked his head and belly.
Wagging his tail, Luffy didn’t refuse his touch and even lay down to expose his belly.
There was no awkwardness between them, as if they had known each other for a long time.
“Seok-hoon, did you bring him?”
“Yeah. He was being raised at home.”
“So, he’s going to live here with us now?”
Park Seong-ju asked, stroking Luffy.
“If you don’t want him inside, you can raise him in the yard.”
“No, I love it. I’ve always wanted to raise a dog.”
The happiness of having everything in the world was felt in Park Seong-ju’s expression as he even brought his face close to Luffy.
“Ah, right. We should move the luggage first. I wonder what the house looks like inside.”
As if he had springs on his legs, Park Seong-ju started moving the luggage, jumping around.
Oh Seok-hoon and I also helped move the luggage.
“We’re done now.”
“I can’t do anything else today.”
Thirty minutes later, Oh Seok-hoon and I collapsed on the sofa.
Only Park Seong-ju was constantly exclaiming and running around the house, going up and down the second floor and basement.
After a while, Park Seong-ju returned to the living room, constantly uttering exclamations.
“The exercise facilities in the basement are really good. I don’t need to go anywhere else. It seems like it will be warm even in winter.”
“I have to admit that. I just worked out, and it’s really comfortable and nice.”
Oh Seok-hoon replied, lifting his waist from the sofa.
“*Sunbae*, which room should I use then?”
“Pick any room you want.”
“Then… which one would be good? No one is using the second floor right now, right?”
Park Seong-ju put his right hand on his chin and seriously pondered, turning his head from side to side.
“Yeah. Seok-hoon and I are both on the first floor.”
“Then I should go to the second floor. We can’t leave the second floor empty.”
“Okay. Then…”
It was nothing special.
Suddenly, my spine tingled.
“You’ll help me put those things up there too, right?”
“Uh… I guess.”
Seeing the huge pile of luggage in the living room again made me dizzy.
“*Hyung* [older brother/male friend], when are we going to move all that?”
Even fear was felt in Oh Seok-hoon’s expression as he looked at me.
“Tell me about it.”
I could barely take a step after taking a deep breath.
After putting Park Seong-ju’s luggage on the second floor, I was literally exhausted.
I went down to the living room and turned on the TV.
The professional baseball playoffs were in full swing.
“I wanted to play in the post-season too.”
Disappointment was written on Oh Seok-hoon’s face as he spoke in a low voice.
“You’ll be able to do it next year. Now there are two of you in the Buffaloes.”
“Seok-hoon, we can do it if you and I do well.”
Oh Seok-hoon glanced at Park Seong-ju, who was speaking confidently, and gave a faint smile.
“Then shall we do a live broadcast for our fans?”
“What’s a live broadcast?”
Before the words were even finished, Park Seong-ju already had his smartphone in his hand.
“Buffaloes fans might be bored because there are no games, but it would be fun to communicate with them live.”
“You’re going to do a live broadcast now?”
My eyes widened.
Looking at the smartphone screen that Park Seong-ju was holding, the broadcast was already in progress.
In an instant, dozens of people entered, and the number of viewers continued to increase.
“Hello. Nice to meet you.”
He was waving his hand alone, without even looking at the preparation status of others.
What a reckless guy.
└Oh, awesome. I’m a fan of Park Seong-ju!
└It looks like there’s someone next to you, who is it?
New conversations were constantly being uploaded to the chat window.
“You already saw? Next to me are my new agent, Kang Hyun-woo *sunbae*, and Oh Seok-hoon.”
Park Seong-ju suddenly turned the smartphone screen he was holding towards me.
“Please say hello.”
“Ah… Yes. Hello. I’m Kang Hyun-woo.”
“I’m Oh Seok-hoon.”
Unlike me, who was stiff with tension, Oh Seok-hoon waved his hand and quickly adapted.
└Wow, Oh Seok-hoon looks good even without makeup.
└The two next to him are just squids [unattractive people].
“You’re too kind. Thank you.”
Unlike his humble reply, Oh Seok-hoon’s lips were raised as if they were about to reach his ears.
└Park Seong-ju has also joined Kang Hyun-woo’s agency ㄷㄷ
└Are they close, so they went in together?
└Are the Buffaloes going to cause an accident next year?
My eyes were drawn to my name as it occasionally appeared.
Is this the charm of live broadcasting?
“If you have any questions, please ask. I’ll answer anything.”
Surprised by Park Seong-ju’s words, Oh Seok-hoon and I almost simultaneously poked his side.
It might have hurt, but Park Seong-ju didn’t budge and only stared at the chat window.
└Oh Seok-hoon, do you have a girlfriend?
└What do the three of you usually do to relax?
└Kang Hyun-woo, who do you support when the Buffaloes and Jaguars play?
Park Seong-ju, who was reading the questions that were coming up, saw the last question and his eyes sparkled.
“Oh. I’m curious about this too. Hyun-woo *sunbae*, which team do you support?”
“Me? Uh… I don’t know.”
I was momentarily shaken by the unexpected question.
I hadn’t seriously thought about it.
The Buffaloes, where Oh Seok-hoon and Park Seong-ju belong, and,
The Jaguars, who made me a professional player…
“There are probably a lot of Buffaloes fans here, right?”
I cautiously started to speak.
“These days, I support and cheer for Oh Seok-hoon and Park Seong-ju more than anyone else. I also support the Buffaloes… But the Jaguars are still a team that I’m very grateful to.”
└Yay! Go Jaguars!
└Kang Hyun-woo is too much.
└Does that mean he supports both?
└If I were him, my heart would go to the Jaguars.
The rapid-fire conversation between Buffaloes and Jaguars fans continued, making it difficult to properly read the contents of the chat window.
This was also because the number of people watching the live broadcast had already exceeded 1,000.
After that, I had to answer a barrage of questions that made me sweat.
It ended after an hour.
“Thank you, everyone. I’ll be back again.”
We smiled and waved at the screen.
I could finally lean back on the sofa comfortably after seeing Park Seong-ju press the end button.
“It didn’t seem like we did much, but it’s completely exhausting.”
“It’s fun. Let’s do it again soon.”
Park Seong-ju shrugged his shoulders and smiled innocently.
“But you have to tell me before you start. I didn’t even get to check my face.”
Oh Seok-hoon, who was next to him, grumbled, lightly hitting Park Seong-ju’s shoulder.
“What’s wrong with it? It’s natural and fun.”
Park Seong-ju’s face was full of smiles, just because it was fun.
“But you can’t make a mistake or say something wrong while doing a live broadcast alone.”
I suddenly felt worried.
“Hey, don’t worry. I’m not a kid.”
“Since you haven’t done many live broadcasts yet, it might be good to write a script to some extent…”
“Even a script?”
Park Seong-ju’s expression turned gloomy.
“Hmm… Then how about showing us training first and then communicating?”
“Yes! Then I’ll do that.”
I felt a little relieved now that Park Seong-ju readily agreed.
“But *hyung*, what are you doing tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow…?”
I had momentarily forgotten what I had to do from tomorrow.
“I’ll be busy for a while. Now it’s the real deal.”
Because it was the beginning of the stove league, also known as baseball’s off-season.