Lahat ng Kabanata ng The SS-Class Perfect Battery: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Jeongwoo downed his shot in a single gulp, and having made up his mind, he finally began to unveil his story."I managed to secure a spot as the number two starter in the pros, and it wasn't a bad run at all. It was all thanks to a genius catcher named Haneul Jang. Honestly, you were way more successful than I was."To think such a lifetime actually existed. Paying deep respect to that alternate life as a catcher, Haneul anchored his focus onto Jeongwoo’s voice. Those words were holding onto him like a literal lifeline."I really hope that past life you experienced somehow influences the current me in this lifetime. Surving for over ten more years as a professional athlete... it’s honestly hard to believe."To bitterly envy someone else's past lifetime more than one's own. Jeongwoo could never truly comprehend this bizarre irony. Just as Haneul was about to let out a self-deprecating smile, Jeongwoo added in a dropped voice."But you weren't exactly happy in that lifetime. In my eyes,

The heat inside the dakgalbi restaurant showed no signs of cooling down. Normally, Yuhwan absolutely loathed such noisy and chaotic environments.The scent of meat clinging to clothes, slurred voices of drunkards, and empty jests. Yet at this very moment, Yuhwan found himself pleasantly soaking in the familiar atmosphere, the relaxed buzz of alcohol, and the endlessly flowing baseball talk.To be precise, the presence of Haneul Jang, blinking his eyes like a puppy right beside him, made this cluttered space entirely bearable."I was wondering why you stood with such an open stance to target the inside course earlier," Kyungho said, pouting slightly as he shifted his gaze toward Yuhwan."Since Senior Kim uses the changeup as his primary weapon, I didn't want to fall into his trapping sequence."Crossing his arms, Cho Ki-bum tilted his head, intently observing Yuhwan."You utilize the entire zone, your plate discipline is pristine, and the core of your lineup is completely solid. Speaki

The next morning dawned.Haneul’s final memory was standing with Yuhwan in the cool night air. Yet when he cracked his eyes open, he found himself lying neatly inside his own studio apartment bed, his memory completely severed.He pushed his creaking body up, cautiously scanning the room. He thoroughly searched every nook and cranny, but Yuhwan’s signature crisp scent or presence was nowhere to be found.To anchor his chaotic mind, Haneul headed to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face. Yesterday's memories were faint, but one single thing—that miraculous conversation shared with Seo Jeongwoo—was vividly carved into his mind like a brilliant star.'This time, I might actually be able to live a long life. If I can just block the fate of him dying earlier than me...'The words Jeongwoo hurled had completely torn down the fortress of solitude Haneul had painstakingly constructed over tens of thousands of lifetimes. The moment he gained confirmation that there was no fixed rule to

That night.Instead of heading to their respective homes, Haneul Jang and Yuhwan sat side by side in the dugout, where the silence of the empty ground had settled. The current flowing between the two pierced the skin far more sharply than the night chill seeping through the cold metal bench.The tension between them mounted to the verge of explosion. December 24th. As if everything would truly end after that day, Haneul’s eyes held a sincerity that was desperate, even pitiful. He had firmly resolved not to leave any more regrets in this lifetime.It didn't matter who would die first, or if by some miracle both survived. Even if they survived, a male lover could never be tolerated in Yuhwan’s family, a prestigious third-generation tycoon family that heavily valued bloodlines and succession.No matter what future awaited them, the time permitted to them would be as brief as a flash. Therefore, a yearning to be entirely faithful to each other every minute and every second eventually over

The first Saturday arrived since he formally agreed to date Yuhwan.From the moment he washed and stepped out early in the morning, Haneul Jang moved busily, unable to leave the front of the mirror. It was merely a plain sweatshirt and the jeans he always wore, yet for some reason he scrutinized and re-examined himself in the reflection, dissatisfied.After all, once he arrived at school and practice commenced, the only appearance he would show Yuhwan was that of baseball uniform soaked in sweat and in a total mess.Moreover, they hadn't exchanged fluttering text messages during the night, nor was an appointment made to date separately today. The nonchalant youth didn't even send word that he was coming first. However, Yuhwan was a fellow more sincere about baseball than anyone, and since the first match on April 1st was right before their eyes, he would naturally show up to practice.With that single fact alone, Haneul’s chest fluttered, and he continuously adjusted his outfit in fron