Chapter 37: Kang Ra-Eun, Goddess of Basketball (1)

Kang Ra-Eun had once again arrived on the set of The Devil’s Touch to shoot a scene. Today’s scene was very simple; she just needed to be unconscious while tied up in a chair. Since she could just stay seated with absolutely no lines, her steps toward the set felt very light.

Since she was supposed to have been kidnapped by an evil organization, she needed a different kind of make-up done than usual. Actually, it was closer to a disguise than make-up.

“Ra-Eun, could you turn your head to the left a little?”

“Like this?” Ra-Eun asked.

“Yup, that’s perfect. Stay just like that.”

The special make-up made it look like her left cheek was slightly torn.

“We should make your hair look slightly wet. Could you close your eyes for a second?”

Ra-Eun did as the make-up artist said. Ra-Eun’s hair got wetter and wetter as water was sprayed on it. She looked at herself in the mirror after changing into the worn out clothing that was torn here and there.

‘This is ok, I guess.’

The only demerit was that her cleavage was slightly visible because the upper portion of the dress shirt was torn.

‘Well, I wore a bikini back at the water park, so revealing this much skin is no problem.’

It was a stretch to even consider it as revealing skin. Ra-Eun was just too sensitive about such things.

Ra-Eun headed to the set and saw Heo Son, the martial arts coach of The Devil’s Touch, checking the extras acting out the action scene. He belatedly noticed Ra-Eun and called out to her.

“I’m sorry, Ra-Eun. I wanted to give you some action scenes, but the writers weren’t able to put any in that fit your character.”

“Please don’t mind it. It’s not like I asked you to give me some action scenes no matter what. I’m sure I’ll get an opportunity next time.”

Ra-Eun did not care too much about whether she had action scenes or not, but Coach Heo did not feel the same way. He had felt it was a shame that her talents were being wasted. He promised Ra-Eun that he would definitely arrange an action scene for her next time. He must have taken a great liking to Ra-Eun’s talent in action.

While she was conversing with Coach Heo, a topless man approached the coach.

“Coach, I had some questions about scene #62-2 where I get knocked out from being hit by a bat.”

The short-haired man with the clearly-defined six-pack was the male idol who had been a hot topic for joining the season 2 cast of The Devil’s Touch

, Je-Woon.

Ra-Eun’s gaze naturally fixed itself on Je-Woon’s upper body. He had wide shoulders and well-toned muscles.

‘He must work out hard.’

As a fellow man... No, as a former man, she couldn’t help but admire Je-Woon’s toned body. Noticing Ra-Eun’s fixed gaze, Coach Heo teased Ra-Eun with a mischievous grin.

“Are well-built men your type?”

There was absolutely no way in hell.

***

Ra-Eun had been tied to a chair. She drooped her upper body down to act like she was unconscious.

“Ready, action!”

Je-Woon and the extras enacted their action scene at the program director’s signal. To prevent any NG cuts, Ra-Eun only slightly opened her eyes to watch what was happening.

Je-Woon easily dodged the extra’s wooden bat attack by ducking, tripped the extra with his arm, and then moved on to a different extra to exchange fist blows. Even if it had been planned in advance, it was quite difficult to enact an action scene with such ferocity. His punching form looked quite natural.

‘He must have thrown some punches in his school days.’

Or, he could have learned martial arts to perform action scenes better. Watching the actors enacting an action scene in person looked far more dynamic than through a TV screen or in theaters.

Coach Heo’s remark that he would arrange an action scene for her crossed her mind. She had said that she was fine, but...

‘I’m kinda craving it after seeing it with my own eyes.’

Her greed for the scenes surged, along with her confidence to enact such scenes with perfection.

***

The shoot had finally finished after almost two hours. Ra-Eun wrapped herself with the blanket that a staff member had brought her and watched the scene that they were in along with Je-Woon. His action scene looked even cooler on the screen. Even program director Son Han-Woo patted Je-Woon on his wide back with a bright smile.

“You did amazing, Je-Woon. Looks like we’ll get tons of attention from the female viewers again thanks to you!”

Je-Woon smiled in embarrassment. Viewer ratings had in fact been skyrocketing for only his scenes. It was to be expected, since he was not only an actor, but also had a huge fan base as an idol.

“Good work today, you two. Our final shoot is next week, so let’s work just as hard on that day as well, okay?” Director Son remarked.

“Yes, director.”

“Yes, thank you very much!”

Ra-Eun’s schedule for today had finally come to an end. As she was heading to the waiting room, Je-Woon called her.

“Good work today, Ra-Eun.”

He extended his hand out to her first. Thinking little of it, Ra-Eun took his hand and shook it.

“You too, sunbae. You were very cool today.”

“I heard from Coach Heo that you were really good at action scenes. I hope I get to act one out with you one day,” Je-Woon expressed.

“Me too.”

It was the first time that Je-Woon acted so affectionately to someone on set. It likely reflected how high his hopes for Ra-Eun were.

***

Drama shoots were good and all, but Ra-Eun also had to devote herself to her studies to raise her lacking GPA. After the second-period Korean Language class was over, the subject that Ra-Eun looked forward to the most as well as her most awkward one had arrived.

It was PE. Ra-Eun headed to the female changing room with her friends to change from her uniform into her gym clothes. Choi Ro-Mi took off her uniform shirt as soon as she entered the changing room, revealing her well-endowed chest that were on par with Ra-Eun’s.

Ra-Eun blushed and directed her gaze elsewhere.

“R-Ro-Mi, even if we’re in the changing room, you shouldn’t take off your shirt so suddenly like that...” Ra-Eun muttered in embarrassment.

“Hm? Why not?” Ro-Mi asked.

Rather, Ro-Mi couldn’t understand why Ra-Eun was saying such a thing. There were only women here, so it wasn’t a big deal to undress at all. On the other hand, Na Gyu-Rin’s eyes narrowed as she stared fixedly at a certain part of Ro-Mi’s upper body.

“Ro-Mi, did your boobs get bigger? Your bra looks a bit tighter than last time,” Gyu-Rin asked.

“Oh... Yeah, you’re right.”

It wasn’t the first time that Ro-Mi had a hard time because of her large breasts.

“I’m gonna go buy some larger-sized bras next week.”

Having large breasts had its downsides. Ra-Eun had learned yet another problem that women had to face that she never knew. Of course, Ra-Eun also had to face such annoying problems, especially during exercise.

Weight training was fine, but the shaking of her breasts every time that she did cardio irritated her to no end. Her breasts were one size larger than Ro-Mi’s. Ra-Eun had even considered binding them with bandages.

Ro-Mi then approached the embarrassed Ra-Eun.

“Ra-Eun, where do you buy your bras?” she asked.

“Me? Why... do you ask?”

“I wanted to buy from where you bought yours. I’ve been looking for larger ones, but I didn’t like their designs. But yours look nice, so that’s why I’m asking.”

“R-Really?”

Ra-Eun had to experience the embarrassment, shame and all sorts of other emotions when talking about undergarments with her friends.

“I’ll tell you later,” Ra-Eun said.

Right now, she wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible before anyone else. She changed her clothes and escaped the changing room in a flash. Seeing that, Gyu-Rin, Yi-Seo and Ro-Mi looked at each other in confusion. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Isn’t Ra-Eun way too embarrassed whenever she changes with us?”

“Yeah. Has she always been that shy?”

Ra-Eun’s friends, however close they might get to her, could never know everything about her.

***

Ra-Eun always wore a sports bra during PE because it made moving much easier. Although it reduced breast movement, it couldn’t completely prevent them from shaking.

“Next up, Ra-Eun. Get ready.”

“Okay.”

Ra-Eun got in position for the long jump. The faces of the boys reddened as they watched her run as fast as she could for the jump. The shaking outline of her chest also shook their hearts.

Tap!

That aside, Ra-Eun soared high up into the air and landed safely on the sand as the grains flew left and right.

Splatter—!

Ra-Eun had set the highest record not only among the girls, but also among the boys. The PE teacher marveled at Ra-Eun’s record.

“You’re good, Ra-Eun.”

“Thank you.”

She was always confident in her athletic performance assessments. Even if Park Geon-Woo had ended up in a woman’s body, his level of fitness had not disappeared. Ra-Eun triumphantly returned to her seat after setting a new record.

“Okay, that’s it for today. We still have some time left, so you guys can play among yourselves. Make sure you get to your next class in time,” the PE teacher remarked.

“Okay!”

The boys scrambled to get footballs and basketballs as soon as free time was given. As for the girls, they either spent the time chatting or playing badminton.

“Wanna play badminton, Ra-Eun?”

“I’ll go get the rackets.”

However, Ra-Eun wanted to play something more active than badminton today. Hence, Ra-Eun chose...

“I’m gonna go play basketball.”

“Basketball? Out of the blue?”

“Yup.”

And so, Ra-Eun headed to the basketball court that the boys were gathered in. She jumped in while they were busy dividing themselves into two teams.

“You’re one person short, right? Lemme join.”

Ra-Eun announced her participation as soon as she realized that there was an odd number of them. The boys were perplexed. Seeing that they were hesitant, Ra-Eun asked bluntly, “What, am I not allowed to join you guys?”

They shook their heads in panic.

“N-No! That’s not it...”

“Okay, then we’ll take Ra-Eun. We’re one person short anyway.”

Ra-Eun had managed to join them. She used to have no choice but to only watch as the boys played football and basketball, but she had gotten more or less accustomed to a high school girl’s body now.

‘I guess I’ll warm up a little.’

Her heart was fluttering with joy from the sensation of holding a basketball after so long.