I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 47

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Episode 47
And so I stepped into the building that Baek Seon-woo had pointed out.
As soon as I reached the floor with the familiar sign, I could hear bright, cheerful sounds drifting all the way to the entrance, even though it was still early afternoon.
‘Wow, it’s been forever.’
If the Guardian saw me here, all hell would break loose.
Ding!
[ The Guardian of Tae-won clutches a limited-edition teacup and rushes over to observe the Contractor’s actions. ]
……They say even a tiger comes running when you speak of it.
After being shown to our booth, we took off our outer layers and got ready.
I was taking a sip of water when Baek Seon-woo, who’d been touching the screen, asked in an even tone.
“What team do you want?”
“Anything’s fine.”
“And yet you approved so easily.”
“Why does it matter?”
I wasn’t particularly interested in watching, but I genuinely loved hitting. So whatever team it was, random selection made no difference to me.
It wasn’t like I had any superstitions about it.
[ The Arbiter of Truth pauses, teacup held midway to their lips, at one particular remark from the Contractor just now. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won says that anyone who draws the sword must naturally love to strike. ]
[ The Arbiter of Truth counters that the Contractor’s true nature was of a lofty type, then swats the Guardian of Tae-won’s hand. ]
As the two Constellations launched into another debate, I waved my hand in front of my face dismissively.
‘Sigh.’
I had a feeling I’d tangled my own fate even further.
Soon enough, I’d entered the play zone and caught a brief glimpse of Baek Seon-woo beyond the glass partition.
He sat in a chair sipping his drink, making a fist as if cheering me on.
[ The Guardian of Tae-won says it’s time to show what he’s made of and focuses intently on the sound. ]
Just then, the sound of the machine whirring to life echoed through the booth.
I tapped the end of the bat against the floor a couple of times before settling into my stance.
It had been so long that the grip felt unfamiliar, but the motions came naturally—my body still remembered.
‘That’s why habits are so terrifying.’
As I drew in a breath, a ball came flying fast from straight ahead.
Crack!
‘Oh, nice.’
With a sharp, clean sound, the baseball shot forward with such force that it drove the screen back before dropping to the floor.
[ The Guardian of Tae-won grabs hold of the Arbiter of Truth and pulls them up, then breaks into a standing ovation. ]
[ The Arbiter of Truth yelps in shock at the Guardian of Tae-won’s crude gesture, then reluctantly joins in with applause. ]
‘Ha, got the feel back.’
This sat in my hands so much better than drawing a bowstring ever did.
As I knocked away each successive pitch without a single miss, my turn ended after the last ball left the bat.
“Ha…….”
I exhaled deeply and turned around with a satisfied expression. That’s when my eyes met Baek Seon-woo’s across the glass.
“…….”
Right, he was there.
To make it look like I’d exerted myself, I deliberately fluttered my t-shirt as I stepped out of the play zone.
‘Anyway, regular people can do this much too, right?’
Honestly, I’d wanted to set the difficulty to the highest level, but I kept it on normal for exactly that reason.
This rationalization eased my mind somewhat, but the moment I exited and saw Baek Seon-woo’s easy, knowing smile, my conscience began to prick at me inexplicably.
It was probably that subtle, understated laugh in his eyes that made me second-guess myself.
I pulled off my batting gloves and spoke to him in an even tone.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Really unexpected, Ju Ha-ryeong.”
His brown eyes moved slowly as if taking in my condition.
A brief silence hung in the air, and today his gaze felt more pressing than usual. Because of that, heat began creeping up my face in a way completely unlike me.
I fanned myself with my hand and went over to the side of his chair, reaching for a water bottle.
Baek Seon-woo’s chair glided smoothly toward me, and he rested his chin in his palm as he studied me intently, continuing.
“I suggested coming here on a hunch, but I didn’t expect it to be this good.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Remember? That day we played really well together.”
A day we played well together? I had no recollection of it at all.
I searched my memory for a few moments that might have counted as us working well together, then pointed at one possibility.
“During the orientation?”
“Wow… did you already forget?”
He made a blank, shocked face at my pathetic memory.
Then he straightened up and leaned his torso forward slightly toward me, whispering.
“The day I told you to time it with my name.”
“…Oh.”
Right. I’d been rolling around so much since then that I’d actually forgotten that remarkable moment.
‘Did archers originally have a technique like that?’
I’d never properly encountered a ranged dealer before anyway.
Still, it was strange. What exactly had he thrown at that slime, where had he gotten it, and how had a C-Grade managed to pack that much power into the throw—Baek Seon-woo hadn’t asked me anything about it.
He probably should have probed me far more directly than even Seo Do-hyeok would have.
I was just fidgeting with my water bottle when I glanced over at Baek Seon-woo. He then deliberately grabbed the cloth near his chest and hung his head.
“That really does hurt my feelings.”
“…I’m genuinely sorry.”
“Anyway, I saw your posture back then.”
Wow, this guy’s observational skills are no joke.
He’d inferred it from that absurd posture and brought me here.
As I stared at his hair with nothing to say, he suddenly turned his back to me and stood up from his chair.
Then he picked up the batting gloves sitting nearby and added.
“If it bothers you, teach me too.”
“Teach you what?”
“Your stance.”
Baek Seon-woo turned to look at me with a slight grin, then headed into the play zone.
‘Like he needs it?’
I’m not even a baseball player.
Now in the opposite position from Baek Seon-woo, I rested my chin on my hand and stared through the glass. He twisted his body much like I had moments before, tapping the end of the bat on the ground a few times before settling into his stance.
[ The Guardian of Tae-won lets out a small scoff, asserting that an archer with nothing but agility is absolutely no match for a Contractor. ]
‘He needs to put more weight on his right foot for better balance.’
Had he barely done this before?
The one who had agreed to it wasn’t me—it was Baek Seon-woo.
Somewhat rough—.
Crack—!
In that instant, I straightened up from my chin-resting posture without thinking and checked the screen. At Baek Seon-woo’s clean swing on hard level, I let out an involuntary exclamation.
“Ha, look at this guy.”
He’s pretty good.
After that, I regretted choosing normal mode.
When Baek Seon-woo’s play ended with an impressive score, he used that to tease me again.
‘I’m really holding back because of the grade difference.’
I clenched my fist secretly, vowing to myself. Whenever that time came, I’d make sure to face him properly on hard level.
After filling 30 minutes at the Batting Zone efficiently, we didn’t leave the building until we’d also stopped by the Pitching Zone at the counter.
‘But this is a bit of a problem.’
I stood still and looked down at what I was holding for a moment.
Yes, everything had been fine before that.
But after pitching too, a staff member came over saying something about a score event and handed me a white bear keychain holding a baseball bat as a gift.
‘I took it since they were giving it, anyway.’
Where am I supposed to hang this? Giving it to Hye-rin doesn’t feel right either. It’s cute enough, being a bear and all… but.
“Baek Seon-woo.”
“Yeah?”
“Want it?”
I handed the bear keychain to Baek Seon-woo, who was standing beside me checking his phone. He glanced at it in my palm and grinned.
‘Well, what’s a guy doing with something like—’
“Sure, give it to me.”
With those words, he plucked the keychain right out of my hand.
Caught off guard by his answer, I stared at his profile for a moment in surprise.
The person himself showed absolutely no change in expression, as if it were nothing.
‘Unexpected.’
I didn’t know he’d like something this cute too. He really was impossible to predict.
I then checked my phone—no messages had come in.
‘Wow, it’s already four?’
All we’d done was grab lunch and hit some balls, yet time seemed to have flown by.
Since this was the one time I absolutely couldn’t receive any Penalty Points, I urged Baek Seon-woo on and picked up my pace.
It wasn’t until she stopped by one last shop to pick up a macaron for Hye-rin that she managed to board the bus without being late.
‘She’ll come today, won’t she?’
When she and Hye-rin had gone out for lunch before, they’d ended up missing that trendy new cafe with the nice atmosphere—the one where she’d stood in line and gotten it packaged to go.
‘What’s supposed to be so delicious about it, anyway……’
She knew it was famous, but did she really have to stand in line just to eat there?
And she felt a little guilty for making Baek Seon-woo wait along with her.
Yet Baek Seon-woo, sitting quietly beside her now, showed not the slightest hint of annoyance.
‘Which is exactly why I feel worse about it.’
But wait—why had he been so quiet since earlier, staring at his phone like that?
‘……Not my business.’
Since when had she become so interested in what he was doing?
Just as she was about to turn her head toward the window with an exasperated shake, dismissing the thought—
“Ha-ryeong.”
Baek Seon-woo called her name, meeting her eyes before tilting his chin briefly in some direction.
C-Grade, yet all the S-Grades are obsessed with me
Episode 47
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| TaleSyx Inc.
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| Choguk
Title Design
| Mallang Kongtteok
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© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
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