Regression Reset Life of Police

* * *

Park Sang-mook is smiling, but the air was cool.

" I need to talk to Jong-hyuk, so get out of my way."

A story to tell.

Seol Dong-ik, the captain who unwittingly looked at Park Sang-mook's hand, soon frowned and blocked Jong-hyuk.

Coach Park Sang-mook, who even Seol Dong-ik knows, is sincere.

Only coach Shin Sung-il in the judo department will not know.

"If it's not serious, can I join you?""

"Dong-ik."

"Yes."

"Don't mess with me."

"……!"

Park Sang-mook's eyes became fierce.

"No matter how much you're a captain, you shouldn't overpower yourself."

"…I'm sorry."

Seol Dong-sook turned to see Jong-hyuk, who turned dark.

Jong-hyuk took off his earphones while looking at Seol Dong-ik, who was moving away.

"What's the matter?"

Jong-hyuk asked as if he knew nothing.

Park Sang-mook, who looked at his face, opened his mouth with a more comfortable face.

"How's life going with the judo team? What's wrong with you?"

"All of a sudden?"

It's already been half a year since I joined the judo club.

"Yeah, I'm sorry Coach Lee asked late. But you've been a little busy lately. The NFL data also confused the judo department."

'Ha, look at this guy?' If it weren't for the NFL data, it'd be the same.

He's deftly slapping Jong-hyuk.

"No, that doesn't mean you're wrong. Who doesn't know how dedicated you are."

"Oh, it is?"

"So what's the hard part?"

"No. They're nice to us."

Park Sang-mook's face lit up as if he had heard what he wanted to hear.

"Right?"

"And I also tried to develop the judo department."

Where is it? Jong-hyuk is slightly frowned upon. He snorted between Park Sang-mook's forehead.

'You son of a gun.'

As expected, you're brilliant. He's not sure if he has a good sense of humor.

"Yeah, I tried a lot. So, Jong-hyuk, can you sacrifice more?"

"More than now? Call the NFL Secretariat you don't even know...…."

Jong-hyuk slurred over what he had done.

Calling the IOC and Japanese universities.

He quietly spoke one by one, from translating more than 600 pages of data to what he did at the hotel.

"Oh, my God! Why are there so many?’

"Thanks to you, my seniors have improved a lot, and my injuries have decreased……."

"Hmm, I know. Who doesn't know you tried, Jong-hyuk? But you're still a freshman. Jong-hyuk, you still have a lot of time. Don't you think so?"

Jong-hyuk's complexion hardened.

"Does that mean I should give up competition?"

"I'm not asking you to give up, I'm asking you to give up. Aren't you sorry for the seniors who don't get any grades when they have to graduate soon?"

You're going to come out like this?’

"What about the second-year seniors? They give up...… No, are you making concessions?"

Flinch!

"Why are you so selfish! If you're a freshman, you should act like a freshman! Do you think you'll make it because you're the only one who's handsome?!"

Threatening the weak as an adult social power.

This is how you gave up the kids who didn't pay?’

A fever has risen.

"Oh, is that so? I've sacrificed this much, and I can't even compete? Then I'll quit."

"What?"

"Why did I sacrifice myself? Everyone sacrificed themselves to make our judo team work, but they don't get paid for it? I'm not asking for a regular seat. I'm just asking you to let me compete!"

Oh my god!

"That's selfish, man! What a disappointment! If you're going to do this, just get out!"

Park Sang-mook, who turned nervously, twisted the corners of his mouth.

'How dare you.'

Why would Jong-hyuk sacrifice so much? Because I hung myself on judo.

In other words, Jong-hyuk could not leave the judo team, and since he pressed it like this, he had no choice but to look at himself.

Just like all the other kids.

No matter how clever you are, you're still young.

Park Sang-mook, who took out his cell phone, headed to the accommodation, and while looking at the figure and touching his cheeks, Jong-hyuk listened to the Walkman.

Snap!

The stop button on the Walkman was pressed.

Checking the recorded voice, Jong-hyuk grinned.

"We'll see who's going to get out."

* * *

The accommodation in the judo department was turned upside down.

It was because of Jong-hyuk who left with all his luggage.

"What are you doing?"

Jong-hyuk bent over to Shin Sung-il, who ran out of shock.

"Thank you, director."

Shin Sung-il's heart sank.

"…Let's calm down and talk first. What are you doing? Are you watching? Get in the room!"

Shin Sung-il grabbed Jong-hyuk's wrist and went into the director's office.

Captain Seol Dong-ik and other staff followed. Shin Sung-il implicitly allowed them to help catch Jong-

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden? What's going on? Who says what?"

"……No, it's not. It's because I'm not good enough."

He's hesitating.

Shin Sung-il's face hardened at the weak tone of Jong-hyuk's head.

You ungrateful people!

It was clear that the seniors who wanted to take regular positions grabbed Jong-hyuk like a mouse.

"Come on, man. Are you doing this for being scolded by your seniors?"

Even so, Seol Dong-ik's face, who noticed something, hardened.

"It's not like that. The seniors are nice to me. It's just…… oh, no."

Speaking so far, Shin Sung-il also noticed something.

Coach Park, you punk!

Shin Sung-il swept down his face.

"I don't know what you've heard, but it's all for you. Don't get me wrong. What?"

"Was it a misunderstanding?"

Shin Sung-il was relieved as he cursed Park Sang-mook more at the slightly moist voice.

"Of course, man! I mean... What?"

Like this.

Shin Sung-il saw the cassette tape that Jong-hyuk gave out.

"The director will judge whether it is a misunderstanding or not."

"This is……."

Shin Sung-il, who narrowed his eyes, put tape into a radio cassette player.

Snap!

As soon as the play button was pressed, the conversation between the two came out.

"……."

Cold atmosphere.

Bang!

Everyone looked at the door, which opened violently.

While talking on the phone with his parents, Park Sang-mook, who ran in shock at the news of Jong-hyuk's departure, stared at Jong-hyuk.

"That idiot!"

I'm telling you to go out, but you're really going out.

It was a major accident.

Being in a hurry, he rushed his head.

"Hey, you bastard! You're defying me for just a few words! He's good, he's good, he doesn't know what's up or down!"

"Coach Park."

Park Sang-mook closed his mouth with a heavy voice.

"Director, I don't know what he's saying, but...…."

"Be quiet."

"Director?"

Shin Sung-il saw captain Seol Dong-ik and the staff.

"Get out, and Choi Jong-hyuk. Don't talk nonsense. Go into the room."

Jong-hyuk bent down and turned around, and Seol Dong-ik, who clenched it, stood in front of Jong-hyuk and blocked Park Sang-mook's view.

How sorry I wasn't able to protect you a while ago.

The skills that have increased a lot in the past few months and in this stay.

Jong-hyuk is an angel who knows more than others and gives generously even in his first year.

He turned a blind eye to such Jong-hyuk once, and as a result, Jong-hyuk almost left the judo team.

The only one who can develop the same high-altitude judo team, unlike the others who give the village, Jong-hyuk.

Seol Dong-ik made up his mind.

So close!

I'll protect my baby no matter what anyone says.’

Snap!

When the door closed behind his back, Seol Dong-ik stared at Jong-hyuk.

"…Are you really going out?"

Jong-hyuk forced his lips to rip.

I couldn't drop my nose in the cooked rice.

Jong-hyuk replied with a bitter smile, and Seol Dong-ik clenched his teeth. The same was true of the graduate staff.

Coach Park, again!

" Choi Jong-hyuk."

"Yes, captain."

"Bring it all together above you and below me."

Jong-hyuk opened his eyes wide, and Seol Dong-suk distorted his face.

"Run!"

"……Yes!"

Jong-hyuk thought while running.

It's working so well.’

The effect of what has been given.

I thought I'd be a supporter, but I didn't think I'd turn it upside down like this.

"Is it because you're a teenager and you're full of energy?"

I wondered, but there was one thing for sure.

Coach Park, you need to pack, right?’

Jong-hyuk opened the door to the first room on the second floor.

On the other hand, a room made into a director's office.

The cold energy stimulates Park Sang-mook's neck.

Shin Sung-il looked at Park Sang-mook and bit a cigarette.

"Coach Park…… No, Sangmook."

"…Yes, brother."

Whoosh!

The cigarette caught fire.

"Do you want to be the director?"

"Tongue, brother?!"

"Sangmook, don't mess with me."

Park Sang-mook turned white.

Shin Sung-il glared gently.

"You, coach. I have the authority to select players."

You've told me everything, you've told me everything!

"Brother…… No, director. I don't know what you heard, but...…."

"You and I have been together for about 10 years?"

A random remark.

But the heart sank, and the groin tingled.

"Tongue, brother………."

"You've had a lot of housekeeping, haven't you?"

Park Sang-mook opened his eyes wide.

You really know everything!

He fell on his knees.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Well, what happened was...…."

"I'll take all your kids out and be king or shut up and leave."

"……."

Park Sang-mook bit his lips.

And then I realized.

Shin Sung-il knew everything, but he had previously left himself alone due to necessity.

I didn't select a bad guy even if I selected a regular.

But not now.

NFL translation material.

Among them, 200 pages of advanced sports medical materials and Jong-hyuk's knowledge and coaching skills.

The meaning of Park Sang-mook's existence has disappeared.

'Choi Jong-hyuk, you son of a gun caught my ankle!'

His world is now over.

But we can't just leave like this.

There is no school to accept all 30 students, and I can't guarantee that they will follow. This is because I didn't come to Dongil High School because of Park Sang-

The title is Dongil High School, a prestigious judo club. Even if you don't win a medal, even if you don't participate in a competition, it has a big impact on your school entrance

Therefore, even if Park Sang-mook is the reason, he cannot go out.

'What do we do? How do I get through this?’

You're going to give up everything and go bare-faced?

No, there's no place to accept a coach who was kicked out for taking money.

Or go to an elementary school judo club in the remote countryside where rumors don't spread.

No matter how hard he thought about it, he swallowed tears.

I'm afraid.

And it's over.

"…Save me, brother."

It may be hard in Seoul, but Shin Sung-il's mercy is needed to coach in a big city.

"Yeah."

Shin Sung-il stood up with his cigarette out.

His eyes were horrifyingly indifferent.

"I'll send it to you this time. You've done a great job. I'm not going to see you off."

"Thank you……. Cough."

Park Sang-mook's eyes were red because the world he had been enjoying was over.

Like this.

Shin Sung-il, who closed the door, bit the cigarette again.

"You should have done enough, man."

Whoosh!

"……Whoo, it's bitter."

The day I lost my brother-like colleague for 10 years.

My taste is bitter.

"Now I'm going to pretend to soothe this clever fellow."

Shin Sung-il noticed the tape as soon as he released it.

This is what Jong-hyuk planned.

But he had no choice but to move. If Park Sang-mook is protected, he will really go out.

Park Sang-mook is the reason why you lose Jong-hyuk?

It's like pulling a beam to catch a mouse.

A person who will be responsible for the future of the judo department for the next three years.

"Why didn't I think he'd go to another school and block our judo team."

If you've ever watched Jong-hyuk, you can do that. Even now, you don't treat people like they're 17 years old.

"Anyway, you're clever."

But I didn't hate this cleverness.

No, I was more than happy. Because this brilliance will bring light to the judo team.

He opened the door to Jong-hyuk's room, shaking off his feelings of being used.

"Hm? This guy... No, where'd they all go?"

You bastards!

Seeing the direction of the gym, Shin Sung-il smirked.

"Yes, turn it over. Turn it over."

Since Park Sang-mook left, I had to beat Park Sang-mook's children.

Their own thing the director can't do.

Shin Sung-il smiled and bit a cigarette.

"Do a good job."

* * *

'You see, captain, he's smart, too.’

Seol Dong-ik, who gathered all 50 members, tightened the second grade.

Do you want to be a regular instead of a third grader? Or why did you insist on becoming a regular? He said he saw it.

Ten of the second graders who handed Park Sang-mook the village village were modeled on.

The third graders, who handed Park Sang-mook a village, were frightened and choked up as if they had been caught.

If you paid me the same amount of money, the third grade first.

But from what I hear, it seems like they were trying to beat themselves to become regulars.

They caught 10 people in a stony eye.

That was the end of the whole situation.

Park Sang-mook was reportedly retired after being caught by director Shin Sung-il, who became a public enemy.

However, what is more surprising is that Shin Sung-il cut Park Sang-muk with a single knife.

You could have thought of it as a custom.… as expected, he is the director.’

The only teacher he respects.

Perhaps because of the director's acquiescence, the shock caused by Park Sang-mook's disappearance quickly was resolved.

Well, live well. Don't take any money anymore.'

Jong-hyuk stood up with his neck snapped.

It's been 23 days since we've been together.

Finally, the infinite competition of regular selection has begun.

"Can you do it?"

If the judo department had been turned upside down, it should have shown possible reasons and results.

That's the regular selection through skills.

When asked by Shin Sung-il, Jong-hyuk grinned and stepped off.

"Get the regular jacket in a large size."

"Hahaha!"

"Okay, let's go wild." The other 49 students are the same student, so I couldn't bring them out.

But as if he had heard it, Jong-hyuk stood on the mat tearing his mouth open.

I couldn't have been more relieved that Park Sang-mook disappeared.

Big gym, ten pairs of players on the standing mat.

Among them, a first-year, 150kg member is standing opposite to each other with a tense face.

"Well, I look forward to your kind cooperation."

"Yes, I look forward to your kind cooperation."

The two, who greeted each other and said hello to the staff who were looking at the referee, took a posture.

"I'll never lose! No matter how good you are!"

"Yes, let's fight again next winter."

"…Gosh! Argh!"

This means to see the regular selection in the first half of next January.

The first grader, whose eyes were upside down, rushed like a boar in advance and reached out.

In the midst of the slow time, Jong-hyuk, who cut off his arms with his right hand, walked on his thigh, grabbing him by the collar.

Thigh-hitting following a near-battle parring.

Vroom.

A 150-kilogram giant was placed on the mat in a large circle.

Whoosh!

"……Ha, one round! Choi Jong-hyuk 승!"

"What, what!"

"What's so fast?""

Super flesh.

When director Shin Sung-il suddenly woke up and people were surprised, Jong-hyuk, who relaxed his collar, looked around and laughed mischievously.

"Come on, let's do it quickly!"

In the next week, 70 wins. Unlimited competition for first come, first served.

A hell of a race where you lose if you don't win 10 games a day.

Now, 69 wins are left.

"Yoon Seong Oh! Go up!"

Jong-hyuk grinned as he saw a second-year senior.

Yoon Sung Oh.

Even if Coach Park Sang-mook disappeared, he still remained.

God damn it, it's a real skill now. Seong-oh, you can do it. That first-year jerk is nothing!’

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Yoon Sung-oh showed his teeth to scare him while taking a pose.

"Go!"

"What the hell, you're doing so well?!"

The spinning world.

Bite!

68 wins.

"Next-!"

A monster named Choi Jong-hyuk roared violently at 49 judo workers.

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