"GYeong, can you help me with this."
The beautiful women asked.
"Yes Ma'am."
I replied with a somewhat robotic voice.
This women was Seo Eun... She's a 32 year old married women.
She's the wife of my coach.
She was absolutely beautiful, Someone which described the definition of beautiful.
But... she was currently cheating on her husband.
With the captain of my team.
Who got into the team due to nepotism.
She... is sleeping with that guy.
She was moaning so loudly as she had his thing in broad daylight...
I thought her wearing these revealing clothes and sticking out her butt like this was her tempting me but...
seeing her getting railed by the captain...
I was sure there was no way she would be interested in a bottom feeder like me.
She was just making me do the lifting.
Because... that was all i was useful for.
Lifting weights and bringing things from here and putting em there.
"Thanks!"
She said as she flashed a bright smile.
I didn't say anything, bowed my head and walked out.
I was depressed... Clinically depressed.
That bastard had his hands on every single women in this place.
He's just that popular.
The amount of women I've seen him railing around with...
I couldn't fathom what kind of a man he was.
He was a man among men...
He's got a personal harem of 5 people... all of them drop dead gorgeous.
He's filthy rich and also an excellent player with no flaws.
He is somewhat short tempered but He's a good guy and has taken care of me well.
While the milf seo eun was being railed by the guy... she said certain hurtful things about me.
He defended me while giving her insane pleasure.
I was like... bruh... concentrate on the women.
Bruh was too good of a man, inside and out.
Unlike me... who's always trying to punish her and turn her into my sex slave.
He treats all his women well... unlike me who'd probably treat them luke rag dolls only meant for fucking.
Why? I've heard them say so many hurtful things about me... I'm fed up.
Why the fuck do they talk so fkin much about me anyway?
I'm a loser? I can't talk to wormn? I'm shit at cricket but still arrogant?
The fuck fk you mean I'm arrogant?
I always look down and never say anything back and you call me arrogant for that?
Like what am i arrogant about?
What have i ever done to deserve to be called arrogant.
I even geard words like
'just because you have a good body'
and
'Just because you are handsome'
but... they were probably not meant for me.
Because... I'm the furthest from what you'd call a pretty face and I'm obviously...
well i think i do have a good body which was made entirely for cricket.
My eyes, my abs, my muscles, my slim body, my strong legs, my insane stamina, well... Not the Dragon inside.
It grew on it's own.
Maybe because i eat good food... it grew insanely big.
Kinda scares me if I'm actually dreaming and it's all a delusion to cope with the fact that that blonde bastard is railing everyone.
Well... whatever!
it's not like i wanna be involved with them and even if i did... They wouldn't probably be interested and lable me a creep.
I don't wanna get the bad idea.
Seo eun looking sad as i left was probably also my imagination.
As much as i want to drop her thick pants and rail that bubble booty...
I'm not a grapist.
I like consensual se*
I like it when the wo.en is enjoying my thing.
I don't take pleasure in women looking at me with disgust while i make them submit with my thing.
I want her to enjoy every moment of us together.
Well... i guess that's what every man should be thinking and it's nothing special but.. that's the reason why I'm not jumping at her.
She's insanely hot and that's probably why every single one of her moments look so erotic almost making me think she's seducing me.
Please god have mercy!
Anyway Enough of the damn worthless stuff...
Let's get to the important stuff.
My name is GYeong.
I'm a reincarnated individual and my previous self which i have no absolute memories of was an indian who loved cricket and apparently... he wanted me to use my life to make that dream come true.
For that... instead of reincarnating himself into India again... he instead asked to be reincarnated into an associate country with less content reach and easier access to Pro cricket.
As an international player.
I was first against it sibce... i ofcourse knew nothing about the sport but...
Things changed.
I started watching it and i started loving it.
And... slowly i started training aswell and slowly but surely all my memories and interest in cricket came in.
I probably had more information on the game than any south korean thanks to my previous unemployed self.
Who by the way died as an armed officer in duty.
He died grandly giving his family Ex grata money... not having to roam around the world because of constant worries of his parents life.
And... here i am... 21 years old... Jobless... finished college.
And am currently working part time while i train.
The place i live right now is this humble abode of a single room flat.
I quite like it... though it's scary when I'm sleeping without lights so i always have lights on while i sleep.
Yes... No bitches... no job... and have my lights on while sleeping...
I watch people have sex and feel sad for myself aswell.
While i do nothing even though there seems to be interest on the other side aswell.
Because I'm afraid of misunderstanding.
Yes! I'm the complete package of a LOSER.
Or... that was how it was supposed to be...
Until this guy...
"Hohoho!"
Who seems to be a professional cricketer who died in his 40's started training me...
both on my technique and slowly turned me into a man... who took hints seriously.
This is the story of a loser with nothing... turning into a chad who made women fall head over heels for him and at the same time took South Korean cricket to the international stage.