Boxing Lessons?

I walked out of my room after taking a shower and each of the maids I saw could easily pass for models, I couldn't believe that they were all this beautiful but there was this uneasy feeling I had when our eyes met.

They didn't look excited to see me or would it be more accurate to say there was a hint of fear in their eyes?

"Master Minsuk, do you need anything?" The old man once again appeared out of nowhere.

He was my butler but he didn't have any nametag so I didn't know his name nor could I ask him without looking suspicious.

"Where is father and mother?" I asked and the surprise on his face told me this wasn't something I asked about often.

"Your Father is out of the country on a business trip and your mother should be home shortly, Master Minsuk," My butler informed me, this information was helpful because once mother came back, I could ask her some questions.

"Mother… She isn't my biological mother so why does she get to have that title?" I muttered to myself but I must have said it out loud because I could feel their eyes turn towards me in shock that those words came out of my mouth.

"Master Minsuk, what did you just say?" My butler questioned, almost like he was trying to give me a second chance to rephrase my sentence but I had no intention of doing so.

"She is not my mother…" I responded but I didn't even mean this in terms of her being my stepmother but she wasn't my mother.

None of these women were, my mother had abandoned her family but I realized that these thoughts were said out loud, I knew I had to find the words to regain control of the situation.

"However, she is family," I blurted out and I could tell that my butler was pleased by this response as a smile creased his wrinkled face.

"Very good, Master Minsuk…" He praised me.

"Would you like me to reschedule your training?" I was asked but I didn't know what he was talking about. Was I training for some boy band? 

Was it the piano? I knew it had to be something fancy to fit such a delicate lifestyle.

"Training?" I repeated and my butler nodded.

"Yes, Master Minsuk, the new boxing trainer you requested has just landed in South Korea," The moment these words left his lips, I was speechless.

"Boxing?" I thought but it made a whole lot of sense seeing as my physique was this divine, there had to be some physical activity that kept it this way.

"Is it okay if I shower first?" I asked and my butler looked surprised that I even had to ask for permission.

"Take your time, Master Minsuk," The butler's voice was suspicious, I could tell by his tone that this was unusual behaviour for Minsuk but I was glad to get out of there because there was nothing he could do even if he did suspect something was up.

I was still Minsuk and he worked under me, as long as he is being paid whatever else happens is of no concern to me.

I knew that I had to figure out whose body I was inhabiting and fast otherwise I might be in a lot of trouble in the long run.

I went to take a shower and the size of this bathroom, I thought there was nothing else that could surprise me yet here I was, standing in a bathroom that could house a family with a television hanging on the wall.

Some people just had too much money and this family was among them but there was this resentment stirring up in me.

I couldn't explain it but how was it fair that someone had this much and others had so little?

I turned the faucet and lukewarm began to leak out of the nozzle. I wasn't a fan of showering with hot water, it was always warm except in the winter.

"Breathe Byung, we can get through this," I thought to myself as the water trickled down my head, down my neck but there was something that happened that I couldn't have predicted.

The water that washed off me changed colours, this caused me to reexamine my body.

"The fuck?" I muttered in disbelief as I realized that this was makeup but it wasn't coming from my face but rather, my entire body.

I had to jump out of the shower and rush to the front of the mirror hanging on the wall only to realize that I had tattoos! Why the fuck did I have tattoos!?

It covered my chest and slithered down my right arm, this work of art was of the highest calibre.

More importantly, why did Minsuk feel the need to conceal it, did he belong in a gang?

Things were making a lot more sense, I wasn't reincarnated into some innocent bystander but now it made sense, they found me someone capable of getting me my revenge but did they consider that his past might get me killed before then?

I quickly concealed my tattoo after I finished showering because he must have had a reason to do so. I wasn't about to come out because I didn't know the kind of father I had.

I finished up and went to my training, the boxing arena was one of the most expensive in South Korea. It was huge and the moment I walked in, all eyes were on me like I was some sort of superstar.

My security guards stood outside, waiting for me to finish up but I wondered if this was necessary because this only drew attention to me.

People either thought I was some sort of celebrity or otherwise, it was attention I could live without because my looks already got me way too much attention as it was.

"Minsuk…?" A voice called out but this couldn't be right, it was the voice of a woman which shouldn't be the case.

I turned around and there stood a woman with the physique of a she-hulk. I could tell immediately that she wasn't from South Korea due to her accent but she somehow knew Korean, which was impressive in itself. 

She had a black crop top and a pair of white shorts that exposed her chiselled thighs but I could tell she had used years to shape this physique, her abs were glistening with sweat telling me she had been training before my arrival.

I won't lie, she was one of the most attractive ladies I had seen and if I had my way, I would have taken her into a closet and fucked the shit out of her but that wasn't why I was here.

I came here to see if I could learn a skill that would aid in my revenge and that was boxing, I had been a punching bag in my previous life. It was time to do the punching now.