Tryouts 1

Waking is obviously the worst part about a day but it has to be done. I stretch, yawn and wash my face to make sure I'm properly awake for today.

It's been about 2 years since the Kimi-chan incident and now, today's the day! The day for the swimming tryouts for the varsity team.

In RF Grade School, they prefer to start the varsity program early to, ahem ahem... "instill the competitive spirit and drive for prosperity in future tournaments, competitions and various challenges they may face".

In other words, to make the kids wanna beat the other kids.

"Ahhhhhh...good mornin' Feelie!"

[bad morning, Min-chul!]

After 5 minutes of toe touches, back bending and face washing, I walk into the living room to find Jung already up and watching TV while waiting for mom to finish cooking.

The thing is...he is a complete fool! Does he think he'll get a girlfriend with that attitude? NO! Women want men who can cook better than they can!

Well, with my face it isn't necessary but it obviously helps! Jung! My dude! You are wasting your time on TV and not picking up girls! You absolute buffoon!

"Huh? Oh, morning Min-chul"

"Morning, hyungnim. What'cha watching?"

"Uhh, a reality show called 'Knowing Bros'. Wanna watch?"

"Nope"

Tapping his shoulder over the couch, I head over to mom where I start helping out. To do this, it took a year of hard work and grit to convince mom that I should cook...

(How Min-chul convinced mom)

"MOMMYYYYYY~~~!!! I wanna help you!"

"Ohhh. My baby; I can't let you cook. You'll cut yourself like last time"

For 1 straight week, I helped mom prepare Jung and I's school lunch but on the 7th day, I accidentally cut my finger while chopping some veggies; getting myself the ban hammer.

She is too strict with her children. If I don't cut myself, how will I learn not to? It's ridiculous!

"Mamaaaaa~~~ p-p-pwease..."

'Haaahhhh, mom really tests my limits, eh? I'm sorry mother but it has to be this way...go! Cuteness Ultra Nourishing Tilt!!!'

[your naming sense is getting worse and worse as you age. I swear...]

'Feelie Feelie Feelie...functionality over form, my friend. This is my new and improved version of the Milt! It took many, many months to dream up this beautiful idea!'

[oh? And I assume there are steps?]

'Yup! It's the same as the Milt but...an extra step! You need to add a stutter and maybe a slight lisp! This is guaranteed to work on women!'

Just as soon as I say that to Feelie, mom gets a nosebleed while still smiling at me...the hell? Hello? Is this some sort of anime or something?

"M-mom?"

"Ah! Uhhhh... sure! Just let me watch over you so you don't get cut, okayyyy~~?"

"Un! Thank you, mommy!"

Jumping into her stomach, I feel a few more drops of a warm liquid fall on the top of my head before I cast an evil smile.

'This is revolutionary! Feelie! Are you seeing this!?! This defies all logic in the real world and for a brief second, brings the target into an anime world where nosebleeds happen if they see something cute or hot!'

[yeah yeah yeah, you weaboo trash]

'Hoy! I'm CUTE weaboo trash, thank you very much!'

[whatever]

(End of Flashback)

Yes, hard work and grit.

After about 10 minutes of cooking with mom, we finally finish Jung and I's lunch and start eating breakfast; cereal with milk.

While eating, mom and dad get ready for work and after about 15 minutes of breakfast, we leave for school.

"Good morning, class!"

""Good morning Ms. Jang~!""

I quickly lose focus on the subject as it's very simple multiplication and division. Honestly, I quickly got tired of pretending I didn't know how to do various equations as the teacher kept on calling me again and again.

So, I flexed my knowledge on her and that quickly allowed me to do basically anything I wanted.

I started fiddling with my pencil, staring out of the window and winking at the various girls who were captivated by my aesthetics. It's tough being hot, isn't it Feelie? Oh wait, you don't have a body.

[ha ha ha...very funny]

'It's a joke; don't feel too bad.....status'

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Name: Kim Min-chul

Age: 7

Titles:

Cutest Meat Shield (Charm x1%) [IN USE]

Little Snitch ( Charm -10%, Social Skills -5%)

HP: 16/16

STR: 24+2 (LOCKED) RES: 17 (LOCKED)

SPD: 32 (LOCKED) STAMI: 30+2 (LOCKED)

INT: 43

₲Coins: ₲7,270

———Gear———

Head: None! Wow! You suck!

Torso: None! Wow! You suck!

Arms: None! Wow! You suck!

Legs: Origami Legs ┃ (Inferior Paper Set) ┃ SPD +2 STAMI +2 ┃ Kicking Power x5%

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Just like the person reading this, I was wondering once about my cap and why it isn't growing as much as before and as it turns out...ahem ahem.

"Due to the immature and underdeveloped nature of the current body you hold, your growth capabilities and capacity will be extremely impaired since your body has yet to reach its growing-est point"

In short, I can't grow my stats since I'm too young. Damn Feelie, complicating random words to confuse me. What even is this!?

I'm not some new idol being fooled into a 20 year contract! I'm a 7 year old boy! No need for "underdeveloped" and "immature"! Just call me a hot shota and get it over with!!!

After I finish with my rant, I realize that it's already lunch time for us babies. Usually, we are going to have lunch, an advisory period and then we go home but today is different!

The tryouts!

I may have mentioned this before this is an amazing chance to go to RF, one of the most prestigious and beloved schools in all of Korea for a discount! And if I'm good enough, for free!

Yes, they produce top-notch athletes but their mathematics, science and business oriented departments are nothing to scoff at!

At high school, they let the student chose their desired career; whether that be a doctor, professor or athlete, they have special curriculums for them. A very sophisticated system indeed!

As I enter the cafeteria, I notice the 1st to 4th graders all staring at me. Yes! Feed my ego, my little followers.

After I entered grade 3, the students took notice of me, a good-looking, cute, beautiful and smart student. I'm literally the epitome of what they want to be.

I'm the perfect human! Call me Adonis!

[wow! I've never, ever, ever seen someone as conceited as you! I wonder how the inside of your ass smells as you seem to always be up it!]

'Wow! Seems like Feelie learned some human insults, huh? Anyways...'

[oy! Don't ignore m-]

Cancelling out the haters, I greet some of the popular students from the other grades from 1st to 4th. In RF primary school, there is a clear food chain.

From the bottom, it's the go-home-club. These are the unnoticeable students with average to below average grades, no interests, average looks and average parents.

A rung above them are the hooligans. They are all popular within the go-home-club since they are much more powerful but they usually suck up to a more popular student.

These students are the bullies, the bigger kids who hit their growth spurt early, etc etc.

The rung above that are the truly popular students; the talents. These people have at least one talent, have average to above average looks, at least average grades and are not too anti-social.

The top rung is called the Min-chul rung an-

[you named that yourself, didn't you?]

'Shut up'

The top rung is called the Min-chul rung and its the top of the top. These people have amazing grades, great looks, a talent or two, are very social and have multiple friend groups. They are also known as the tardigrades due to them adapting to any environment of friends.

From weaboos to gamers, losers to introverts. These people can fit in. Like me; hence the name.

I usually sit at a table with only 10 seats, causing many cases of infighting between the friend group I have. The problem? The people who want to sit with me are above 10.

About 20 or so to be exact.

All of these people are popular and mostly of them are in the Min-chul rung. Examples of these people are Young-jae, the future NFL star, Jung, my cool brother and Mi-cha, the quick quick girl.

Those three already have unofficially reserved seats near or next to me. It's a weird rule that some of the popular people came up with and in no time, I was the hottest commodity in the cafeteria.

Even more so than the cream buns; so delicious it's a crime.

Today, So-young requested to sit beside me, much to Mi-cha's dismay but she knows the hierarchy and not including Jung, So-young is the highest ranking person.

She has known me forever and almost everyone knows she likes me. It's a shame but hopefully, it's just some puppy love. Mi-young will be mine!

*rrrriiinnnggggg*

Lunch abruptly ends just after I finish my lunch of some soup, kimchi, bulgogi and rice. 100/10, would definitely eat again.

The final standings were....So-young in first, Jung in third and Mi-cha in third. The rest were too far from me to be considered in a 'winning seat' but they all acknowledged each other before returning to the classroom.

Very gentlemanly and...womanly? I guess proper would be the gender neutral term.

"Alright, kids! Today is a very special since....you get to chose a sport you want to pursue! Now! After our few weeks together, do you remember what the important of fitness is?"

"To get boys with our bodies!"

"To get girls with our bodies!"

"To look hot!"

As Jang Eun-joo hears her students, her light smile turns into a straight faced, pale expression. Who the hell has been teaching these kids these words?

Obviously, it was Min-chul telling them why they should at least try for one sport. Min-chul being Min-chul was able to convince everyone to try out one sport.

Obviously, it isn't without reason...

'Quest!'

[beep boop beep! Recommended quest completed!]

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Make your class take up sports! (Complete) ┃ Hardcore ┃

Reward: ₲300┃ Charm x1%┃ Social Skills x2%┃

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Despite my teacher's visible sorrow, this is still a success. Everyone in her class is motivated to try out at least one sport, though with the wrong motives.

She quickly dismisses us to reflect on what went wrong. I don't have time for your sorrow lady! I have some water to swim and some kids to beat!

Mwuahahahahaha! I'll show you real talent!

[talent, my codes]

'Yes! Using your codes, I have talent! And I know you will call me shameless so don't even dare!'

[...huh. You know me too well]

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(A.N) yo! Another chapter for you guys and finally! We are getting into the swimming bit! I hope you are enjoying this novel so far and...yeah! Peace ✌️!