I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 92



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Episode 92

Fried cream bread with milk tea.

First of all, since we were both tired, we both drank some milk tea to cool off.

“Mmm~! Wow! This is the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten! How can it be so well-balanced?”

“Is that so?”

“Yes! It has a sweet and sour scent like an orange, and there’s also a green grape scent at the end. It’s not exactly tea, but more like fruit. And the sweet thing at the end is probably honey, right?”

Hansong-i was pretty accurate in describing the taste of milk tea.

This is another unexpected talent. I thought only Su-ah had this.

“You know it well, right?”

“I drink a lot of black tea when I work because it originally has a lot of caffeine. Coffee sometimes makes me feel sick… … .”

“ah.”

There was a bit of a sad story.

Of course, this also contains a lot of caffeine. We squeezed every drop out of the tea bag, so… … .

“Can I keep drinking this?”

“No, you can’t. You should eat this in moderation.”

At my words, Hansongi took another sip of milk tea with a look of “Huh!” Then, this time, she reached for the fried bread.

The fried bread, which is plump and puffy because of the whipped cream inside, cannot possibly be tasteless.

You can add more if you want, but let’s stick to the basics.

It was a dessert created with just that in mind.

Suho, who was drinking milk tea following Hansongi, also naturally followed her hand.

And one bite.

Crispy!

“Euuuum~!”

“hmm!”

The same reaction came from both people at the same time.

Well, it’s nothing special, but sometimes I get the urge to eat things that seem like they might be bad for my health.

The two quickly looked for milk tea with the crispy and savory fried bread and soft, sweet whipped cream.

That combination is awesome.

Just milk is good, but milk tea is even better.

Both of them started eating without saying a word.

In particular, where did Suho’s dark expression from the beginning, when he was worried, go?

“Want more?”

“yes!”

I asked Suho, but the answer came from Hansong. It seems like she’s finally able to open her mouth after using her body for the first time in a while.

Suho nodded belatedly and gave me a refill, which wasn’t really a refill. It was okay because I made it generously.

Of course, I left some for Soo-ah to come later. She’ll be upset again that I took it for her.

The two people who had finished all of their drinks, including the refills, were either full or lost in thought, so neither of them spoke.

Suho looked like his condition had gotten worse, but… … it wasn’t.

‘You’re immersed.’

Of course, it will be different from the immersion I write about.

That’s because it uses the power of Aura and Manseonggong.

If I had to compare, it would probably be similar to the feeling of self-observation? Because it was given by Kang Na-yoon who does method acting.

Seeing how each of them was lost in thought, my guess seemed to be correct.

‘I didn’t know that even writer Hansong would see the effect.’

Rather, it seems like that one is more effective?

You eat well too.

“ah.”

The first one to come out of the immersion was Suho. What did he see in the immersion?

“Brother. Could you help me out a little?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yes. Please just accept the ball… … .”

“Well, that’s not difficult. Let’s go.”

Hansong was still lost in thought.

As the immersion seemed to have deepened, Suho and I came out alone.

I was so immersed in it until just now, so I guess I realized something.

It’s like he’s trying to throw the ball to his body so he doesn’t forget it. If that’s the case, he can’t just stay still.

‘work out.’

Just in case, I thought of my talent as I went outside.

It might have been a bit rough around the edges with Hansong-i, but now that I think about it, if you’re trying to do something you’ve realized through immersion, you probably won’t do it half-heartedly.

If you do it roughly, you may not be able to properly attain enlightenment and escape from the yips.

So, you should be able to receive it properly.

“Okay. Throw it.”

“yes!”

He put on his gloves and shouted at Suho excitedly.

Then, Suho took the right stance and pitched with all his might.

Ppaang!!

The pitch was perfectly controlled and the ball went into my open glove.

It was literally a split second.

My palms are cold… … If I just take this lightly just because I’m a high school student, I’ll really get hurt, right?

“Hey, hey. Are you doing it properly like this?”

“Ah. I’m sorry. Did it take a lot of strength?”

“No, no. That’s okay. Throw it again.”

I received the ball of protection once again.

But this time, the cradle shook slightly.

I think he must have been nervous and stressed because of what I just said.

I thought I wouldn’t get hurt if I did it properly.

But that shouldn’t be the case.

‘I made a mistake.’

It’s a little overwhelming, but I think I can get it somehow.

If you properly develop the talents of Moksaeng, including concentration.

So, it was necessary to help Suho properly use what he had just realized through immersion.

first of all…….

“Relax your shoulders. And throw it properly. You can catch it.”

“Yes? Uh… … Yes!”

I don’t know if it was the right advice, but since it was something that my athletic talent told me, I told Suho too.

Then, Suho thought about something and regained his composure.

Paaaaang!!

A sound that is even louder than before.

… … You didn’t think about it, you were just stimulated by my words?

This kid throws really fast, doesn’t he?

Even the ball is heavy.

Even though I received it with gloves, my palms felt slightly cold.

Fortunately, I managed to catch it by twisting it slightly with my dexterity in the end.

“Oh! You’re throwing pretty well?”

“… … Is that so?”

But he didn’t show it.

Rather, it was an even more subtle provocation.

From what I just saw, it seemed like Suho could use some more stimulation now.

No, it was true that I was so stimulated that I couldn’t think of anything else. Didn’t Jegu waver when he thought of me earlier?

I’ve already thought about it enough.

So now it was my turn to trust that thought and just do it without thinking, following my body’s lead and practicing.

Isn’t it the competitive spirit that can bring about that?

‘Your eyes are so fierce?’

But I think I may have been a bit too provocative. His eyes changed to look almost like he was going to devour me.

He was usually a very gentle and docile guy, but he was acting like a complete tiger.

Suah changes like that when she dances, and this guy changes like this when he throws the ball.

I need to pull myself together.

I tried to get my friend to get out of his pubic hair, but he ended up being hospitalized.

This time, before throwing the ball, Mok-saeng’s talent was revealed.

I didn’t know it was this great ability because I hadn’t tried it before.

Suho’s confidence grew that he could catch any ball thrown at him.

Of course, I didn’t provoke him any further. I think this much is enough.

Suho, who received the ball, stared at the glove I was wearing as if it was shooting a laser.

And then.

Swish.

Wide up with your legs raised in front.

And with his tall stature and long arms, he can throw the ball straight down!

A fastball literally came flying in and hit the target.

“… … Hey.”

Suho shook his head, mumbling softly so that no one could hear.

This is no joke.

He returned the ball without showing it.

Lips isn’t something that can be overcome just by throwing it like this.

If you can recall this feeling now, your body will be able to respond instinctively when the yips come during a practice match or a real match.

That was important.

Whether it was pressure or having too many thoughts, I had to create a body that could move through it.

Of course, now that I’ve made it like this, I have to keep practicing it over and over again so I don’t forget it.

I thought Suho would be better at that than anyone else.

so.

“Are you okay? Is there anything else besides a fastball?”

“… … Brother, did you ever play baseball before?”

“Huh? No. I looked around a bit, but I didn’t do it.”

“But you received it very well.”

Suho looked slightly hurt at the sight of him calmly catching the ball that had gone in properly and throwing it.

That guy seems to have a burning desire to win.

I thought that athletes should naturally have a competitive spirit. Then, should I try to raise it a little bit more?

“Didn’t I throw it well so that you could receive it well? I was just holding the glove.”

That wasn’t a wrong statement.

Still, it must have been a bit provocative for Suho, who was trying to go pro.

“Right. Then can I throw a changeup too?”

“Throw it.”

Oh, I think he just bit the bullet.

So I called Brownie.

This time, the moment when the reverse radiating energy is fully developed! Suho’s ball disappeared for a moment and then fell right in front of his nose.

Okay!

I quickly brought my gloves over without missing a beat.

“Wow! It disappeared and then reappeared?”

He returned the favor by speaking cleverly along with the smoke.

Even I think this might be a bit too much?

As expected, Suho now cut down on other words and just threw the ball, saying what kind of ball he was going to throw.

Changeups, sliders, fastballs, etc.

There were also many types of balls.

But then he threw it all away again.

‘Isn’t this kid going to the major leagues later?’

Of course, I wondered how much I knew about baseball, having only ever watched it. But even setting that aside, I could tell at a glance that he was very good.

Now that I was completely absorbed in the action, I also focused on catching the ball as I watched Suho silently throw the ball.

There seemed to be no need for provocation anymore.

Because every time he threw the ball, Suho’s aura became brighter and brighter.

The frozen flower of talent gradually melted and became more vibrant.

And when the last ball was thrown, finally… … .

Saaaa~!

The flower of talent gave off a fragrance.

At the same time, a different scent from that emitted by the blue camellia filled the empty space.

‘Okay.’

When I looked at Suho’s expression, which was emitting a fragrance from the flower of talent, it was an expression that seemed hollow.

After crisis comes opportunity.

Perhaps Suho took that opportunity.

Of course, I gained something too.

Along with the fact that Manseonggong is truly amazing… … Moksaeng’s talents have all grown!

Not just one talent, but the tree itself grew. And it didn’t end there.

also…….

Sarah~

Even inside the cafe, the scent of flowers wafted and permeated me.

‘This is!’

While we were throwing the ball, a single flower of talent also began to bloom with fragrance.

* * *

The next day.

“Baek Su-ho. Are you okay?”

“Yes, that’s fine.”

“Well, then try to stretch your body first.”

“yes!”

It was the day of the game.

Although Baek Su-ho was included in the roster, the manager did not include him as a starting pitcher.

Baek Su-ho was originally able to play both as a pitcher and a batter, but he was not even included on the list as a batter.

It was because he knew Baek Su-ho’s condition better than anyone else these days.

That’s why I sent him home early the day before, skipping practice.

Today was an even more important game.

Since the role of the team ace is important at this point, even Baek Su-ho was included in the list.

Of course, the best thing to do is for the starting pitcher to do well so that Baek Su-ho’s turn does not come.

After all, it’s rare for lips to improve so quickly.

but…….

Taaang!!

“… …Who’s in the bullpen?”

The starting pitcher was mentally shaken after giving up a home run. Giving more balls would be bad for the pitcher or the team.

If he was a pro, it might be different, but he was a high school coach. Even in important games, the children’s growth was his top priority.

But what if there are no players to replace?

That moment of deep thought.

“Do you have a guardian?”

“Baek Soo-ho? Are you okay?”

“I saw you stretching earlier, so it looks like you’ve completely recovered.”

“okay?”

The coach relayed an unexpected situation.

“It actually seems better than before.”

It’s even better.

I’m worried though… … .

“Put the guardian in.”

“yes.”

I decided to believe it.

And Baek Su-ho, who went up to the mound, seemed to repay that trust.

“Three strikes, you’re out!”

He just locked the opposing batter’s bat.

It was the return of the team’s ace and an important win for the team.

The director, who caught two rabbits, burst into laughter and praised Baek Soo-ho.

Baek Su-ho was delighted by this and at the same time remembered yesterday.

‘It’s more comfortable than throwing it at my brother.’

The pressure I felt from Cheon Yu-jin when I met her in the empty space of the cafe.

It was Cheon Yu-jin who was clearly not a player but just an ordinary person, but who exerted pressure that made her body feel heavy.

It’s not even a position where the pitcher has to face the batter, he just has to catch the ball.

So I tried my best to shake it off. And I just used that feeling in this game and I won.

That too, lightly.

The yips that had been bothering him during every game seemed to have disappeared.

That was nothing compared to the pressure that Cheon Yu-jin gave me.

And thanks to that, Baek Su-ho got a new goal.

It was a goal that had to be surpassed someday.

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