Peninsula: A Max-Level Forward's Leisurely Life

The following evening.

Seoul has just had a rather dull day.

In a private room on the second floor of Leon's Bar in a back alley of Itaewon, the air is filled with a faint aroma of fruit and desserts.

Today, Sana Minatozaki not only came to the bar again by herself, but also secretly dragged a companion along.

After finishing her training today, Sana originally just wanted to come to the bar by herself, but as soon as she stepped out of the practice room, Momo stared at her with a look that said, "I know you have good places to eat, so I'm following you."

Then, she half-pushed and half-dragged this foodie over.

Hirai Momo, with her bangs, placed her hands neatly on her knees. Her slightly chubby face was filled with longing for the food on the table.

The two girls sat obediently on the dark sofa in the corner, not daring to make a sound or disturb them.

After all, the decor and atmosphere here were far too luxurious for these struggling trainees.

Liu Zhimin was sitting on a high chair, staring blankly at a math test paper.

Her schoolbag was tossed aside, and her pen tip dabbled on the draft paper as she struggled with a complicated junior high school math test, unable to write a single decent step for a long time.

This is the third question that has stumped her today.

She scratched her hair at least three times, and the cap of her ballpoint pen was bitten with several clear teeth marks. This function problem was simply beyond her comprehension.

Looking down at the function questions on the test paper, his brows furrowed more and more.

Who invented this thing? Can't the person who wrote the question be a little kinder?

Liu Zhimin poked her cheek with the pen, already having second thoughts.

Forget it, I might as well wait for Sulli unnie or Yoona unnie to come and have them help me write it. Wasting my brain cells here is torture.

This isn't called being lazy; it's called making good use of the resources around you. Thinking of this, Liu Zhimin felt a little better, threw her pen on the table, and decided to give up all resistance.

The private room was unusually quiet. Liu Zhimin noticed that the two older women hadn't said a word and turned her head in confusion.

She spotted the new girl with bangs at a glance.

After all, Sana also appeared at the door timidly yesterday, like a silly Shiba Inu who didn't know whether he should come in or not.

Now that there's one more, it doesn't seem to make much difference. It's just that the newcomer seems more easily lured away by food.

Hirai Momo was staring intently at the macarons and various snacks and desserts on the table.

The high-end desserts exuded a sweet aroma, and Hirai Momo stretched her neck forward, her eyes glued to them, and she unconsciously swallowed.

The way he looked was as if he practically wrote "I want to eat" on his forehead with a marker.

Liu Zhimin glanced at her for two seconds, then looked at Sha Xia, who was trying hard to suppress her laughter.

"What's wrong with her?"

Sana answered softly, "Momo is hungry."

Hirai Momo immediately sat up straight, trying her best to appear that she wasn't very hungry.

"I...I didn't."

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze secretly drifted towards the strawberry mille-feuille. Liu Zhimin pouted and jumped off the high stool.

She strode to the other side of the table, grabbed two boxes of premium pastries, several bags of nuts, and a bag of potato chips, walked straight to Hirai Momo, and arrogantly shoved the snacks into her arms, snorting, "Here, these are for you, eat them."

Hirai Momo raised her hand in surprise and pointed to herself, "Me?"

Upon hearing this, Hirai Momo let out a tiny cheer and immediately turned her gaze to Sana.

That expression seemed to ask: Is it really possible?

"Go ahead and eat," Sana Minatozaki immediately patted her friend's shoulder, "The fairy sisters won't mind."

She immediately picked out the most expensive-looking bag of chocolate-filled cookies, tore open the packaging, and popped them into her mouth.

Cookie crumbs were all over his mouth as he ate, his cheeks puffing out, completely unconcerned about the crumbs on his face.

Sana Minatosaki sighed, helplessly pulling out a tissue to wipe her mouth while whispering a reminder to her to slow down and not choke.

Liu Zhimin, who had already returned to her seat, secretly pouted as she watched this scene.

Even when this girl is giving gifts to others, she has to force herself to maintain a cool and aloof persona, even though she's clearly having a great time.

After waiting for about half an hour, I heard familiar footsteps downstairs.

The door to the private room was finally pushed open from the outside, and a cool evening breeze rushed in.

Sulli and Yoona walked in together, casually hanging their long trench coats on the coat rack by the door.

Choi Sulli had her hair casually tied back today, and as soon as she entered the door, she opened her arms to Yoo Jimin.

"Has our little Zhimin been doing her homework obediently?"

Liu Zhimin subconsciously hid the test paper to the side. "I...I wrote it."

Lim Yoona walked over and took a look, her expression subtle.

"When you say 'wrote this,' do you mean you drew three circles on the draft paper?"

Ryu Jimin: "..."

Why does Yoona unnie always sabotage things as soon as she arrives?

Then Shirley immediately noticed the little girl who had appeared on the sofa.

She wasn't surprised at all, and leaned closer, bending down in a very friendly manner. "Are you the friend Sana brought? What's your name?"

Hirai Momo, still chewing on a cookie, quickly swallowed it down.

"Annyeonghaseyo, my name is Hirai Momo, you can call me Momo."

Seeing her eating like a protective little hamster, Choi Sulli smiled and reached out to help.

Without any hesitation, she pinched Hirai Momo's slightly chubby cheeks and gently pulled them apart a couple of times.

"Aigoo, that's really cute."

Hirai Momo blinked as she was pinched, but she still held onto the cake in her hands. After a full minute of satisfying her grip, the naughty little Momo finally let go.

On the other hand, Yoona didn't have such an easy time.

As soon as Liu Zhimin saw her, she immediately grasped at the lifeline, holding the half-finished math test paper above her head with both hands, her eyes filled with eager expectation, and even a little bit of ingratiating smile.

"Yoona unnie, you've come at the perfect time."

Yoona sighed helplessly and resignedly pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I used all the hardest function problems I've ever solved in my life to tutor you."

Lim Yoona picked up her pen, looked down at the question, and said, "Come on, fill in the part you were lazy about earlier."

Liu Zhimin's face fell. "Unnie!"

"Being cute won't work." Im Yoona tapped the test paper with her pen. "Function problems won't solve themselves just because you're cute."

Choi Sulli stood by, gloating. "Jimin, good luck!" she said, then turned and went to work at the bar.

Yoona pointed to the geometric figure above and began patiently explaining how to draw auxiliary lines. Yoo Jimin listened, completely bewildered, occasionally interrupting with a few unreasonable arguments, which made Yoona roll her eyes repeatedly.

After finally filling in the test paper and correcting all the mistakes,

Three girls who originally had no connection have become inseparable by sharing snacks.

Choi Sulli stood behind the bar, her phone propped up on a stand.

Today, she specifically followed the steps sent remotely by Li Chixun to prepare several glasses of juice and low-alcohol drinks. She shook the cocktail shaker for a long time, looking completely unfamiliar with the process.

Minors can only drink fruit juice, but she and Yoona can have a little bit of alcohol.

Sasha and Momo sat at the table, watching Yoo Jimin being tutored by Im Yoon-ah.

The two Japanese animals were very quiet; one was eating a macaron in small bites, and the other was chewing on a cake intently.

Only Hirai Momo occasionally looked up at the exam paper before immediately looking down again.

Math problems don't seem as easy to understand as cakes.

After a while, Liu Zhimin finally finished the last question under Lin Yun'er's supervision.

She tossed the pen aside and leaned back in her chair.

"I survived!"

After a flurry of activity, Shirley emerged carrying a tray. Several glasses of brightly colored freshly squeezed juice and two glasses of very low-alcohol cocktails for ladies were neatly arranged on the table.

"Everyone, please sit down and grab your drinks!"

Choi Sulli placed the cups in front of everyone one by one, and then took out her phone and waved it.

"Oppa just said there will be a live broadcast of his match later, so our association activity today is—watching the match!"

Yoona picked up her cup and took a sip, pretending not to hear the subtle thumping in her heart.

She had clearly tried her best to keep a distance from him as a normal friend.

But as soon as they hear that Lee Ji-hoon is going to compete, their attention is still uncontrollably drawn to him.

The girls nodded in unison and immediately put down what they were holding with excitement.

As soon as the live broadcast of the match began, the huge projection screen directly opposite the bar was turned on on time by security guard Lao Li.

Choi Sulli, Im Yoon-ah, Yoo Jimin, and the completely bribed Minatozaki Sana and Hirai Momo sat in a row on the long sofa.

On the television screen, the top European competition was already bursting with adrenaline.

The stands at the Allianz Arena in Munich were roaring with excitement. The broadcast cameras continuously panned across the field, showing Bayern Munich players in their red home jerseys engaging in fast-paced running and competition on the green pitch.

Meanwhile, inside the private room outside the TV screen, a heartwarming and hilarious吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for roasting or venting) session unfolded amidst a series of unexpected situations.

Hirai Momo was holding a freshly served skewer of grilled meat, chewing it voraciously the entire time. She paid no attention to which two teams were playing on TV; her focus was entirely on the shadows running around.

With her mouth greasy, Hirai Momo looked up and asked, "Who is this older brother who runs so fast?"

"He's my man!" Choi Sulli raised her hand high and proudly announced loudly.

Sana Minatozaki, holding a glass of juice, stared blankly at the intense physical confrontation on the screen.

Suddenly, a strange exclamation escaped his lips. "Wow... he shot out like a whoosh!"

Liu Zhimin turned to look at her. "How would you describe 'whoosh'?"

"Just like that!" Sana gestured with her hand, "and then that person was gone."

When the scene showed Lee Ji-hoon accelerating violently to overtake and knocking his defender to the ground, she blurted out.

"Siggo is amazing! He's really incredible!"

"Don't just stare," Yoona pulled out two tissues and wiped the grease from Momo Hirai's mouth. "Don't talk while you're eating, or you'll choke."

She felt that she was currently acting like a teacher in charge of maintaining order in the classroom.

The game quickly progressed into the most intense moments of the second half. The close score made the atmosphere on the field somewhat volatile.

On the television screen, Lee Ji-hoon received the ball with his back to goal on the right flank of the attacking third, near the sideline.

The commentator's speaking speed noticeably increased, and the fans' voices rose accordingly.

Lee Ji-hoon paused briefly on the ball, then lightly flicked it with the outside of his foot, using a very quick change of direction to get past a defender. He then accelerated forcefully.

Near the baseline, despite the fierce impact of the second defender, he forcefully lobbed the ball towards the center of the penalty area, creating an excellent opportunity for his teammates.

After completing this series of explosive movements, he was propelled by the immense momentum and only stopped near the corner flag area.

The referee blew his whistle and awarded Bayern a corner kick.

The director very considerately cut the close-up shot to Lee Ji-hoon on the sidelines.

He stood next to the corner flag area and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

That handsome, mixed-race face was magnified several times by a high-definition camera and displayed on the big screen. Deep-set eyes, slightly damp black hair, and a relaxed smile at the corner of his mouth.

The visual impact of that moment was astonishing.

Inside the private room, Choi Sulli screamed first. "Ahhh! Oppa!"

Sana also exclaimed softly, "Amazing..." Hirai Momo, with meat still in her mouth, stared wide-eyed.

Even the usually cool Liu Zhimin couldn't help but put down her juice.

"The older man actually looks kind of handsome on the court."

Lin Yoona sat in the center of the sofa, her gaze fixed on the man's face on the screen.

Her breathing quickened unconsciously, her fingers tightened slightly, and she inadvertently gripped the glass in her hand.

Recalling his lazy and casual demeanor in Munich, and then comparing it to his current aggressive and domineering presence on the green field.

This contrast deeply moved Yoona.

No matter what this man does, he always manages to subtly stir up his own emotions.

Yoona's silence and the slight flutter of her heart did not escape the eyes of those around her.

Choi Sulli was sitting to her left.

The peach sensed something was wrong and quietly moved its body. While Yoona was still staring at the screen, it suddenly hugged her from behind.

Im Yoona was startled and shrank back.

Before she could even stammer out a word to cover it up, Choi Sulli had already leaned close to her ear.

"Yoona unnie, you've been staring at my oppa for so long... are you trying to steal my man?"