Work in Korea

Author : Imagine the cursed picture as Tsukimi's child form and that's why she was bullied.💀

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[Yuito's POV]

On the day I reached Korea, I decided to rest in my hotel room for the whole day. 

Although it was only 1 pm and there was still daylight to burn, I did not bother going outside as the media were in a frenzy right now due to my recent arrival. Heck, there were multiple journalists waiting outside my hotel for a fresh story.

So, it was an obvious choice to not go out that day. It was also a welcomed rest as I played games the rest of the day, which I rarely do.

But going to Korea and not experiencing their fast internet by playing online games should be considered a crime, A crime I was not going to commit.

What game did I play? League of Legends obviously.

{I can't believe my MC is a league player.}

What can I say, cope and seethe as I buy diamonds and purchase any skin and hero I want? It had never felt better to be rich.

The author, on the other hand, remained mostly quiet during the time and when I asked why that was, he simply replied by saying he was re-reading PTJ universe manwha to prepare for what could pop up in the future.

I obviously thanked him for his effort and wished him luck. It would be crucial information, especially for me because, at this point, I don't remember jack shit.

I spend the rest of the day just gaming and enjoying what should probably be, my last peaceful day in Korea.

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The next day, I woke up early in the morning. 

I quickly freshened myself up and put on my undercover clothes which consisted of a baggy hoodie, sunglasses and a mask.

I did not exit the hotel from the entrance since apparently, the media were determined enough to stay outside my hotel with their blankets and coffee.

Seriously, I know their job required them to do this but damn were they annoying.

Seeing them, I decided to leave the hotel through a window to avoid them. So, I jumped down from the top of the 77-storey building and landed on the road. I might have underestimated my weight as the road cracked when I did a superhero landing on it. 

Then I said, 'I am Batman.' and proceeded to run around Korea and stop the gangs and criminals all day.

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I'm kidding.

I, in fact, did not and could not jump down from a 77-storey building so I secretly went out of the hotel.

I was able to do this because the security of the hotel did not allow them to stay in front of the hotel at least so they were on the opposite side of the road.

When a bush came to pass, I ran along the cover of the bus and successfully evaded the eyes of the media.

After that, I simply walked through the busy streets of Korea which I felt was much more familiar than my first time. 

I was not completely lost this time as I could speak Korean fluently and I finally found myself in the stadium which was under construction and modifications for the upcoming fight.

I walked inside the stadium and looked around at the stadium with my own eyes. It was to be the place where I created history.

There were familiar faces on the site. Some staff of the UFC I was now familiar with after spending afterparties and preparing fights were there and I also met Dana White who came to supervise during noon.

I had quite an enjoyable time on the site and I only left when it was lunch and it was time for me to eat.

I went around the city and used Google Maps to look at different restaurants. I finally settled on a noodle restaurant for launch which I did not regret one bit.

Luckily, no one recognised me on the street as it was quite common for people to wear sunglasses in summer and Korean people had the habit of wearing masks, especially when they are walking out on the streets.

I spend the rest of the day, walking around and just getting used to the environment and again, the bullying in broad daylight. I still couldn't wrap my head around why that was so common and why no one bothered with it.

When the sun was finally down, it was my time to work as I went to a studio where I would be having an interview. Both in Korean and father that, in English for my international audience.

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[3rd POV]

"So, Fujita. We all know that you never had a problem with any fighters you have faced and always manage to get a knockout win. But how are you planning to deal with the chosen one?" The interviewer, a beautiful Korean host was asking Yuito.

She wore a beautiful white dress that went well with her fair skin. Her dress hugged her curves tightly as she crossed her long legs in a professional, yet seductive manner.

They were t the centre of the studio as many lights shone down on them. There were cameras and microphones pointing at them which were unseen by the viewers

"Well, same as usual. I just have to be me to win the fight." Yuito said you could tell from his voice that he did not give a flying fuck about the question.

He answered properly and was a good interviewee during the first interview they had in Korea. But now that it was the second time, Yuito was growing bored.

The girl, on the other hand, bites her lips and looks at Yuito with such a passionate gaze that you deaf would believe he just revealed the great wisdom of heaven.

She nodded her head and moved slowly and elegantly. It almost looked inviting.

She definitely wanted some. She was not just thirsty, she was a goddamn desert. But was Yuito such a weak-willed person? No.

Credits should be given when credits are due. Yuito had encountered such a situation all the time during the passing years.

Not just hosts, but from models, singers, actresses, and even actors. There had been plenty of people giving him signals like this but Yuito had never folded.

Until now, the girls he had in his family were his only partners. He had never slept around like his race had intended to.

So the current host was also barely given attention by Yuito.

"Can you elaborate on that? What do you mean by just being you is enough to win? Do you mean that in terms of your fighting style? Your skills?" she asked with a smile.

"No, I mean that in a literal sense. I am the strongest because I am me. I am not me because I am the strongest." Yuito said with a straight face before laughing.

That was what the author told him to say and damn, it was funny. At least to him, these backward people still do not get the joke yet.

"I am sorry but I don't quite get what you mean." She said, a gentle smile still on her face. "Please can you tell us in more detail how you are going to fight against a fighter like Tyrone Woodley? There are different fighters and all can be advantageous to each other like rock paper scissors. How do you feel you match up against him?  He is a striker like you but he relies heavily on his strength and aggressiveness." 

Yuito slowly stopped laughing and looked at her deep in the eyes before he let out a sigh.

"Well, let me put it in a very simple way." He said and his voice finally became deadly serious. His expression also told the same story.

"There are two types of fighters in the world." He said and showed two fingers.

"Me, and the rest." He paused and looked towards the camera. Purple eyes that seem to glow in reflection the the light.

"And I win every time." 

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[The Next Day]

As Yuito said before, there were a lot of things he had to deal with once he was in Korea. He had to deal with interviews like last night, fan meetings etc.

But amongst this, another important thing he needed to do was advertise.

He was currently the centre of attention of the world. His upcoming fight was supposed to be one of the biggest not just in MMA, but sports as a whole.

So naturally, anything he would advertise right now would sell like magic potions. Every company be it food, clothing or other services, wants Yuito to advertise their brand.

They want to make him the face of their brand and increase their sales. Nike, Addidas, Everlast etc.

Yuito was wise in this regard and with the help of future knowledge, he picked a company that would definitely do well in the future even without him.

And instead of money, he asked for shares which the company agreed swiftly.

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'What am I doing?' Yuito thought to himself in horror as he was wearing an orange jersey and on his cloth was the word, 'Shopee'

"Camer!! Action!!" The director said as Yuito started doing the baby shark dance but with a phone in his hand.

(Go shop pee~ pee~ pee~ pee~ pee~ pee~ pee~)

He danced and pressed the phone according to the rhythm. He had the most plastic smile on his face during the whole ordeal.

He changed from leaning left, to right as the music changed.

(Buy every thing~ thing~ thing~ thing~ thing~ thing~ thing~ )

The author was laughing and crackling like a madman inside his head. This was all the author's idea.

He said this brand was also going to hire Ronaldo to do their ad in the future and the value of the company would skyrocket.

'Kill me now.' Yuito thought but continued doing the silly dance anyway. 

If he had known he would have to sell his dignity like this, he would've never signed the contract.

This humiliation was not worth it even for a hundred million dollars.

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{Oh my god, I am dying hahahaha!!}

Fuck you.

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Author : Watch the Ronaldo shoppe advertisement if you can. That thing was ridiculous. I couldn't stop laughing and knew I had to add it in the story.

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