44 Results in the "This Kind of Thing Is Supposed To Be Romance?" category
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KTSR | Chapter 14
The television was playing some cheap porn, but the lackeys were sitting like they were on pins and needles, their eyes fixed on the screen in an uncomfortable pose. It was clearly different from usual. There was an eerie silence, like they had placed wax figures instead of people, and it was squeezing the breath out of Ijin. It was the first time he had seen those loud-mouthed bastards so quiet. They were... tense. "......" The reason for this atmosphere was surely the man flipping through a…-
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KTSR | Chapter 13
Kwon Hyeongdo's eyes sparkled with renewed interest. “You're pretty, so I thought you were just another dumb one, but you're not, huh?” “…….” The man lowered the window with the key and leaned his arm on the sill, holding a cigarette in one hand. “Want a smoke?” He offered the lit cigarette towards Ijin, who turned his head away. “I don't smoke.” “Now, or never?” “…….” There was no reason to answer such a question to this guy. When Ijin stubbornly…-
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KTSR | Chapter 12
“Stand in front.” The man wearing sunglasses didn't seem like a photographer at first glance, but apparently, he was. Suddenly, what kind of photos were these? They had even standardized the clothes to avoid remembering the jockeys' features. Ijin was sure this was the doing of the new director. “Like this?” Ijin stood facing forward, trying to make it look like a typical ID photo. There was no chair. “No. Turn around first.” “Huh…?” “Turn around so your hips are…-
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KTSR | Chapter 11
Ijin turned his body, and the man watched Ijin's back intently while stroking his chin. "Quite a few scars, huh? I didn't notice when you were clothed, but there are some flaws." He swallowed the words, ‘These are the marks left by bastards like you below me.’ Ijin's back wasn't always this marred. However, after being expelled from the Horse Racing Association and dragged here, spending four days, Ijin was left with indelible scars all over his back. Those damn four days felt like an eternity…-
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KTSR | Chapter 10
At that moment, the team leader tapped the heads of the third-place, then Seon Ijin, and finally the first-place jockey with the yellow folder in order. "Let's keep doing this from now on, okay? Especially when the others are catching up, if you, who were doing well, start having ups and downs, what will happen?" "Why are you trying to kill his spirit? It's when they do well and then fail that we get people losing money and going crazy." The boss, whom Ijin had only seen once since being dragged…-
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KTSR | Chapter 9
A little later, Ijin stood in the paddock. If this had been an official racetrack, the audience could have adjusted their bets based on the condition of the horses, but that wasn't possible here. Only additional betting was allowed, and the amount had to be higher than the initial bet. However, despite such rules, additional betting was quite frequent. Ijin reached out and stroked Clover's rump. The muscles moved evenly without any bulging. The amount of sweat was also just right. "It's okay.…-
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KTSR | Chapter 8
After the somber tone, there came a sound of excitement as if recounting heroic tales. "Then we..." "If this gets resolved and big money starts coming in again, we survive. If not..." The team leader drew his thumb across his throat. "Either we get our fingers cut off and buried at sea or climb back up from being goons." "..." "Hey, Seon Ijin." As Kkeobi's face darkened, the team leader now called out to Ijin. "Yes." "You did well with your sweet smile, didn't you?" At those…-
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KTSR | Chapter 7
"Is this where you buy the horse racing tickets?" I could barely make out the sun-kissed skin through the thick fog, not to mention the tattoos covering it with no rhyme or reason. "Why aren't you answering?" As I slowly lifted my gaze from those thick forearms, I saw a man in a Hawaiian shirt and a leather jacket, looking like he was about to embark on a journey. Unlike all the other customers who had come so far, he wasn't wearing a hat. He was unabashed, as if he had nothing to hide. His…-
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KTSR | Chapter 6
It took two shampoos for the smell of horse manure to finally disappear. Cleaning up after the morning practice was also Ijin’s responsibility, and it was certainly more difficult than the cleaning done before the session. The day went by in a blur, with each jockey too battered to even exchange words at the cafeteria, their heads down, buried in their trays. After another grueling day, nightmares plagued his sleep until he was awoken by the crowing of a rooster, and he limped outside. This time…-
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KTSR | Chapter 5
― Ahh! Seon Ijin was forcibly bent by a strong force as he was dragged away. Forced to kneel, Ijin was beaten for days. The carefully timed and executed beatings were akin to torture. Despite the strange atmosphere surrounding him, Ijin didn’t care. He believed as long as he and Clover did well, that’s all that mattered. Was that the problem? Was he too arrogant? Was this why he was dragged into a bigger shadow under collective responsibility? If ignoring the incomprehensible advice and bizarre…-
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