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Chapter 281 Common ground

His words carried a hint of concern and sympathy. He wasn't trying to dissuade her from being an influencer.

And Kim Tae-ri was neither blind nor deaf. She could clearly see the concern written over Hiro's face and she could audibly feel the genuineness behind his words.

Thus she didn't feel offended by Hiro's question. Instead she felt quite grateful. She could feel a strange sensation of amicability from Hiro's words.

As if it was a good friend of her questioning her right now, she didn't sense any sort of malicious intention concealed in those words.

It was rather strange how she was getting a strong amiable vibe from someone whom she had just met.

But what can we do, all sorts of things happen in life. Sometimes we feel closer to a stranger than to a person whom we've known for ages.

Thus because of such strange feelings, she let out a subtle smile as she answered amicably without any restraint, "Just like how you enjoy playing football, I enjoy making videos, communicating with different peoples and sharing the world my experience."

At this moment while looking at her figure, Hiro's pupils expanded as it glittered with a strange light. Out of nowhere his heart started beating faster as he was taken aback by her words.

Her alluring voice was like a melody played by angels. Her sparkling eyes were like starry sky; dazzling and beautiful. And the gentle smile on her face was like the first ray of morning sun; soothing and warm.

She sounded extremely free. Like she wasn't constrained by any shackles of this world.

Right now as if the world around him had turned blurred, Hiro's eyes could only focus at the fairy like figure of Kim Tae-ri.

Hiro was mesmerized by her dedication and passion. He could feel how passionate Kim Tae-ri was for her interest.

More than her appearance, he was captivated by her words. Her words were like honey; sweet and fragrant. Because just like how she loved making videos and communicating with people, Hiro too loved playing football. Both of them had one thing in common- both of them were extremely passionate about their interests.

Even without knowing her properly strangly he could relate to her. It was such a strange feeling which he couldn't even express.

But good moments don't last for long. Amidst the surging sensation of warmth he was feeling, a strange sensation of doubt immerged within his heart.

'If she really loves communicating with people then why did she decline Ken's request back then? Perhaps she's putting up a facade?' Hiro's feeling took a U-turn as he began to doubt Kim Tae-ri's personality.

She seemed too sweet. Infact too sweet that it seemed too good to be real.

Although he felt a bit sceptical about her personality and the incident which took place before, he still kept a gentle smile on his face.

"How can you be so sure that I enjoy football?" Hiro asked politely without revealing a trace of doubt.

As Hiro questioned her, she lifted her hands and covered her mouth. For a while, she spoke nothing. The way she was reacting made it seem like she was deeply pondering something.

Meanwhile Hiro's doubtful eyes kept on analysing her reaction. However no matter how many things he pondered about, he couldn't come to a conclusion.

'Was that part about her being the culprit behind the incident made up?' Hiro couldn't figure out.

Just at this moment, Kim Tae-ri's sweet voice resounded and forced him to step out of his mental world, "I'm not sure if you notice it or not but a moment ago while playing, you seemed truly free. And also you wouldn't be this good if you weren't interested in football, would you?"

'I see so it's both a gut feeling and a simple analysis' Hiro's tensed body lossened a bit as he heard her response.

'With Park Seung-gyu's nature, may be she herself is only a victim. May be I'm just thinking too much'

Thinking so, Hiro chuckled, "Hahaha... Well you do make some sense.

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Inside a locker room.

Thud!!

"Why did you back out?" Kim Il-sung burst into fury as he furiously slammed his hands on the metal locker.

His hoarse voice filled with indignance was extremely terrifying, like the grumbling sound of thunder.

Park Seung-gyu who was changing his clothes opposite to Kim Il-sung, despite hearing Kim Il-sung's furious roar was rather calm and collected.

His face showed no fear and no remorse or guilt. His eerie black eyes remained indifferent while he continued to change his clothes without paying any attention to Kim Il-sung's hissy fits.

However the more Park Seung-gyu remained silent, the more angrier Kim Il-sung got. Since yesterday, he had been refraining himself from questioning Park Seung-gyu, hoping that Park Seung-gyu would provide him answers on his own.

But despite keeping his mouth shut, Park Seung-gyu pretended as if nothing had taken place between them. Not only did he not provide him reason, he didn't even apologise to him.

Unable to tolerate Park Seung-gyu's silence any further, he turned around to look at Park Seung-gyu.

He then once again growled ferociously while glaring at Park Seung-gyu, "Why did you place the bet if you're going to submit? You were the one who told me that one of their player harassed my sister. But not only could I not bring justice to my sister, I also had to apologise instead"

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Still Park Seung-gyu however showed no changes in his expression. His face was still solemn while he continued with his task, totally ignoring Kim Il-sung's rants.

Seeing Park Seung-gyu's calmness, Kim Il-sung who was like a volcano on the verge of erupting could no longer hold himself back.

However just as he was about to speak, Park Seung-gyu who had been silent all along opened his mouth, "What are you crying for? The real match hasn't even started"