Hmm......?", Han Yuseong looked at Jaekyong with a puzzled look and tried to explain, "No, no, I didn't imitate the same stroke as Seongba. I just did a little research and realized that this technique suits me."

"So this was the place to start. It is unlikely that you treat his speech as your "bible". Jaekyung smirked as if everything he heard was nonsense. And suddenly, looking up, he asked, "Do you know what the word 'bible' means?"

Han Yuseong stammered, "Christian scriptures...?"

"yes, that's right.

Jaekyung praised him generously, as if he was interacting with a child, and then abruptly changed his tone: "An arrogant bastard who interprets the Bible as his own nonsense... Do you know what they call those who distort the content and insist that their point of view is the truth?"

"Jaekyung-ah," Jihong exclaimed. But it was too late.

"Sectarians," Jaekyung added, destroying Han Yoosung with a look. And then, quickly glancing at the JFX employee, he put the accents: "And scammers."

"Jaekyung-ah, Kwon Jaekyung," Jihong raised his voice as he approached him. "Let's stop."

The grumpy guy silently looked back at him and after a minute switched his attention to the screen of his mobile phone. Jihong immediately turned to Han Yusung, "I'm sorry. He's a little sensitive before the last competition."

And he also bowed to Kim Gi-seok: "I apologize."

To which the man smiled good-naturedly and waved his hand: "No, no, it's okay. It looks like we've lost track of time. I think it's time for us to go." And then, he and a stunned Han Yusong hurriedly left the room. Despite the fact that Jaekyung had essentially humiliated them, Kim Ki-seok looked suspiciously joyful.

"These are crazy bastards. They're really playing dirty games," Jihong cursed to himself as he patted Jaekyong on the shoulder.

"Try to abstract yourself and not interfere in conflicts.

"I didn't mean to. I only explained to him that he was talking all sorts of nonsense.

"Okay, but just ignore it

Only then did Jaekyung look up from the phone: "Why would you?"

"Jaekyung-ah."

"It's infuriating, he was clearly talking some kind of absurdity right in front of you.

"What...?"

Jihong chuckled, finding this violent reaction amusing.

"If he considers your swimming style to be his 'bible', he only needed to study it carefully and reproduce it. And he claims that he conducted some research and modified something there. What kind of "bible" is this? Undoubtedly, he is ingratiating himself with you.

In truth, Jihon was curious to know about his stroke. After all, he did not use any innovative tricks, but followed the traditional style that he learned from the coach. But considering that Jaekyung had studied it diligently, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Yes, I understand what you mean. But your emotions prove the fact that you fell for their cheap tricks. Kim Gi-seok probably came here on purpose.

"So this man's name is Kim Gi-seok?"

"yes.

"Is he coveting my failure in revenge for what happened in the Federation office?" asked Jaekyung sarcastically, apparently finding the idea absurd.

"He's connected to Kava.

"Wait, he denied everything.

Jihong only smiled, "He's actually from a different company, but it's rumored that they're merging with Kava."

"Hmm.

Jaekyung abruptly realized why Kim Ki-seok openly sided with them, and muttered with a hint of contempt: "As I see it, all sorts of random idiots have absolutely nothing to do."

Turning to Jihon, he continued, "Then why did the second bastard talk all this nonsense?"

By the second bastard, he probably meant Han Yoosung.

"He must have just blurted out without thinking," Jihon suggested casually.

"Most likely, he had some ulterior motives, this freak was trying to cajole you with such idiotic statements

Jihong let go of the shoulder he had been holding on to until now, and sitting down on the couch across from him, he spoke with a bitter smile, "I'm not sure about the agencies, but don't put too much pressure on the athletes. All swimmers in Korea are in a difficult situation. They are dedicated people, tirelessly working in the accursed penal colony. If they do not openly start quarrels, you should just leave them alone. I feel sorry for Han Yoosung. It's unbelievable that he won bronze in the 800m at such a major international event, but he never became a sensation because everyone is talking about your performance."

The Pan-Pacific Championship is a significant event, and winning a bronze medal here was a commendable achievement. At another time, the media would have come together to celebrate Han Yusung's result. However, it seems that he was overshadowed by Jaekyung. Not only Han Yoosung, but the Pan-Pacific Championship itself seemed to have faded into the background: the news and newspapers would exclusively suck Jaekyung. And as a result, there will be critical articles with the following headlines: "Organizers risk everything for a one-swimmer's Grand Slam tournament. Are they really highly qualified to host an international competition?"

"Just score," Jihong wanted to add that Han Yoosung wasn't his opponent anyway.

Jaekyung himself, naturally unable to read minds, remained silent. He didn't say a simple "okay," but just stared at Jihon. And after a couple of minutes, he suddenly mumbled: "Hyung, I used to believe that my sympathy was caused by the fact that you are kind to absolutely everyone. But now I genuinely hate it."

After enduring so much, he seemed to decide not to hold back any longer and just blurted it out. He did not try to choose words or formulate them beautifully. Jaekyon didn't even plan to hide his own emotions, no matter the time and circumstances. And quirks and whims were sometimes confusing. Jihong couldn't hate him for his sometimes bad temper. But he was afraid to admit it to himself, let alone voice his true feelings.

"Don't think about it. In any case, this is just a pretense.

He tried to sound at ease. However, Jaekyung's eyes became even fiercer: "Even when you were kind to me?"

Jihon fell silent for a moment.

"No, it's different with you

"How?"

Jaekyung immediately growled, keeping an indifferent air, although there was some nervousness in every gesture. He seemed to be secretly waiting for a definite answer. Jaekyung pushed hard like a bulldozer, but when Jihong noticed the slight tremor in the guy's hands, he immediately thought about how cute he was.

Barely holding back his laughter, he decided to tease the stubborn man a little: "How? It's part of my job."

Wrinkles immediately appeared on Jaekyung's forehead. It was amazing how abruptly his expression changed.

"Hey, I was joking.

"Hyung, you have a talent for making people angry..."

"No, seriously, it's a joke. I thought you would understand right away, I'm sorry.

Jihon quickly apologized, taking off.

"I know, but I still don't like it.

"Okay, I won't do it again, I promise."

Jihong smiled and patted Jaekyong on the shoulder, "Now get some sleep. Why spoil your mood on such a good day? Tonight you will be the first to win six gold medals."

"I'm angrier at you than at those bastards.

"Yes, that's why I apologized.

"Are you really sorry?"

"yes.

"Then let me kiss you."

«... No, what the hell is a bulldozer?" said Jihon indignantly to himself, quickly pulling the blanket over him.

"Do it in your sleep."

"Hyung, have you forgotten about our memorandum?"

Now the bulldozer cowardly brought the memorandum. And before there were such innocent requests: to quit smoking or to swim together. But, apparently, an event that occurred in the pool 10 days ago finally started the engine.

And now this car cannot be stopped.