Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 69

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 69

 

 

19. Rescue

 

 

“Hurry, hurry.”

As evening arrives, John Smith living in Orange County urges his wife. His wife sighs and prepares snacks and beer for him.

“Thanks, honey!”

John Smith quickly rushes to the sofa.

He turns on the TV and clicks his tongue.

“Damn, still commercials.”

“Do you like baseball that much?”

“Don’t say strange things. Baseball is my light and salt!”

The only outlet to relieve stress from being caught between a frustrating, scary boss and competent employees.

How depressed and miserable he had been these past few months without baseball.

Now that’s over too.

Finally, baseball in all leagues including Major League has opened.

“Of course, you’re a goddess!”

“Hmph.”

John Smith, having successfully defended again today, touches his wife’s plump belly as she sits beside him.

“It’s starting! Right!”

His wife looked at him cheering and shook her head before heading to the couple’s bedroom, while John Smith watched the game with sweaty palms, oblivious to this.

“Phew.”

It was satisfying.

The pitcher did well, and the defense was good.

Not to mention the batting.

Now all that remained was watching highlights until he got sleepy.

John Smith quickly grabbed more beer and snacks and looked at the TV.

But instead of highlights, a different game was being broadcast.

“Oh, right. Little League opened too.”

Little League, which is infinitely lower in level compared to Major League.

You might wonder what’s fun about children’s games, but still, baseball is baseball.

“Hmm. Come to think of it, I think I heard there was a student from the county who made it to the majors…”

Remembering how Orange County had been quite buzzing because of that, he decided not to change the channel.

“Haha. That must be the kid!”

Little Johann walking up to the mound.

Below his name appears Fairmont School, a prestigious school name from Orange County.

“He’ll probably make the girls cry, huh?”

The zoomed-in topaz eyes are quite mysterious.

But he’s short.

He seems shorter even than other Asian Students.

“And yet he’s the starting pitcher…”

‘Let’s see how well he does.’

Watching Johann’s pitching would tell him the level of this year’s California West.

John Smith’s eyes fill with anticipation.

At that moment, the windup begins.

Whoooosh!

John Smith’s mouth fell open at the sound that hit his ears.

“…What the fuck?!”

John Smith shot up from his seat.

The snacks and beer that had been on his belly spilled down.

 

* * *

 

An 83-mile fastball appearing in the Little League opener!

The return of Rack!

Why is a Major Leaguer in Little League!

Snake fastball! Who dares to challenge!

Can Major Leaguers hit it? The turbulent Little League begins!

California West wins the opener 4-1!

 

Sports media throughout western California, including LA, heated up intensely.

 

“Boom boom boom!”

“Go get get!”

It’s noisy with Black Eyed Peas’ Boom Boom Pow. Proud Emily, Joy, Lucy, and even timid Mason Moon all shout boom boom power in their own ways.

They dance in front of the children holding cell phones.

Boom Boom Pow swept the class even though it was released just yesterday.

Johann, who filmed the scene with his cell phone, uploads it to SNS like Facebook.

 

Everyone’s boom boom power XD

 

“…That’s enough.”

‘I should do these things in advance.’

That way there’s less guilt when receiving help later.

Though Johann, who had planned to blow away Fergie, doesn’t intend to do that.

Having finished his task, Johann rolls his eyes and opens his bag to take out something Larry had prepared for him last evening.

After a long time, he absorbs ‘Survival Expert, Johann Jaeger.’

Then Johann’s presence instantly becomes blurred.

His survival instinct surges and he disappears from the children’s awareness.

‘Good.’

No one pays attention to this side.

Johann, lips twisted, takes out something and stuffs it under Emily’s chair cushion.

One under Joy’s chair cushion too, one under Lucy’s cushion. One under Mason Moon’s cushion too.

Johann, having put what he brought under all his classmates’ cushions except those sitting in chairs, finally puts one under homeroom teacher Molly’s cushion and looks at the blackboard.

 

April Fool’s Day

Let’s all play fun pranks together!

No mean pranks!

 

The one day of the year when all pranks and confessions are forgiven, April Fool’s Day.

It’s Johann’s first April Fool’s Day.

Johann grins and returns to his seat, removes ‘Survival Expert, Johann Jaeger,’ and absorbs ‘The One Who Became a Star.’

His revived presence melts into the class.

“Yawn.”

Perhaps because the tension is released.

A yawn naturally pops out.

“Pff. Pff. Johann doesn’t fart…”

Pfffrrrrt!

The moment he sits in the chair, a farting sound bursts out.

Emily’s time, the class’s time freezes.

Johann gave a thumbs up toward Emily, who had turned pale.

“April Fool’s Day. Larry told me to pull this prank.”

…Grumble!

Chills!

All the hair on his body stands on end.

The expression disappears from Emily’s face, which had turned bright red.

An overwhelming sense of crisis.

“A, April….”

“Smack!”

Whack!

“…Ugh!”

‘Ah, does it hurt?’

The top of his head throbs as if being crushed.

Looking up in surprise, he sees Emily with tears welling up.

It was the moment he tried to comfort her in panic.

Pffft! Pfffrrrrt!

Farting sounds coming from here and there in the class.

The friends who had frozen in surprise look at Johann.

Johann gives double thumbs up.

“Puhahahaha!”

“Kekekekek!”

“What! It sounds so real! Oh! I think I can even smell it!”

“What? Really? Let’s do it again!”

Pfffrrrrt! Pfffrrrrt!

“Kyahahahahaha!”

Prank successful.

‘So this is what this feeling is!’

His whole body tingles.

As laughter bloomed throughout the class, Johann, who had been smiling, suddenly glances at Emily nervously.

And he breathes a sigh of relief.

She’s already laughing.

“Tch. Just this once.”

“Thanks, Emily. Hmm.”

“Huh? Did you stay up late yesterday?”

“I finished the drawing.”

Another gift for Joe Walsh, Jimmy Page, and Nelson.

He just needs to prepare the picture frame today.

“Hmm. I see.”

“What’s wrong? Are you still mad?”

“No. But Johann, haven’t you been too sleepy lately?”

She understood that spring fatigue would come as the weather got warmer.

But being sleepy just from staying up a bit wasn’t like Johann with his iron stamina.

“Really?”

He had been strangely sleepy for the past few days.

Now if he didn’t sleep more than 7 hours, the next day was quite difficult.

“Hmm. Maybe it’s because there’s nothing to be tense about.”

The safe city, unlike the forest.

LA wasn’t exactly a safe city, but he had never felt that danger firsthand.

“Mm. That could be it. Do you… miss the forest?”

“Not at all.”

The forest with Wolf Mother and the Wolf Brothers couldn’t compare to the city that had everything else.

It had only been 4 months since he came down to the city, but if asked to go back and live in the forest, he absolutely couldn’t do it.

“Most importantly, there are no hamburgers in the forest.”

“Ah, hamburgers… Yeah, I got it. Here.”

Emily pressed down on Johann’s head and stood up, and Johann was puzzled by her angry appearance again.

‘I really can’t understand women.’

Swoosh!

The children turn their heads toward the front door that suddenly opens and burst into laughter.

It was because their homeroom teacher Molly was entering wearing a bald wig with glasses.

“Now, now, everyone sit in your seats! Turn off the music too?”

“Hello, Ms. Molly!”

“Yes. Are you having fun on April Fool’s Day? Don’t play too harsh pranks on your friends!”

“Yes!”

Perhaps because it had become full spring, seeing several students who looked a bit chubbier than last week, Ms. Molly unconsciously smiles.

“Who knows what month it is now?”

“April!”

“What’s in April?”

“April Fool’s Day!”

“Easter!”

“Thomas Jefferson’s birthday!”

“Tax day too!”

“No. That’s not it.”

Everyone looks puzzled at her action of waving her index finger.

“You forgot our favorite thing.”

“…?”

“That is… the month for writing reviews!”

“…Wahhh.”

The children’s expressions sour.

“Musical, movie, busking, anything is fine, so experience cultural activities and submit a review of at least 2500 characters. Got it?”

“Yesss….”

Spring when everything begins to come alive.

This was an event created by Fairmont School for students who mostly just go between home and school.

“Cultural activities?”

Musical theaters and movie theaters were all places he had never been.

If he went this time, it would be his first experience.

‘Where should I go… Ah, the park concert!’

Johann’s eyes begin to sparkle as he recalls the ticket Martha Argerich gave him.

“Oh, and Johann?”

“Yes, Ms. Molly.”

“Go to the faculty office right now.”

“…?”

Poke poke, Emily nudges Johann.

“What trouble did you cause this time?”

“Not this time.”

It’s unfair.

“Tsk. I’ll go see for now.”

 

* * *

 

Murmur murmur!

“Could you move aside for a moment?”

Johann, who was hurrying toward the faculty office, quickly steps aside for a delivery driver pushing a cart full of delivery boxes.

The delivery driver enters the faculty office.

Johann also enters the faculty office.

‘Something seems really chaotic here?’

Dozens of delivery boxes piled up in one place.

Teachers are jumping around here and there, and the delivery driver hands packages over to them.

“Oh, you’re here. Johann.”

“Principal… Teacher?”

“Haha! The pride of our school!”

‘What’s his scheme?’

Johann, who knows he was branded as somewhat of a problem child after causing trouble on transfer day, narrows his eyes.

“Do you see those packages over there? They’re all gifts that came for you, Johann!”

From baseball equipment to school supplies.

Who knows what’s in the packages that haven’t been opened yet.

These are all items donated to Johann and Fairmont School by baseball fans who watched the Little League opening game.

“They even gave donation money! Here, read these!”

The principal holds out letters that came with the packages.

 

Congratulations on becoming Orange County’s first Major Leaguer!

Let’s go to the World Series!

You must study hard too.

Jefferson! Please choose the Angels!

California’s best team is the Dodgers! Go Dodgers Go!

You’ll become a legend for our Athletics!

 

“…Wow.”

‘These are baseball fans?’

Fan letters he’s receiving for the first time in his life.

His chest grows warm and his heart beats rapidly.

Johann tried to memorize every single letter with trembling eyes.

It felt like his treasures had increased.

 

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“Wow!”

“Whoa!”

Whittier Narrows Park located in LA.

Johann and the children’s eyes widen into circles.

Murmur murmur!

“Hot dogs for sale!”

“Mom, over there, over there!”

Food trucks lined up in rows and game booths like balloon shooting that tempt them. Young children urge their parents, and parents follow behind with smiles.

Johann and the children also look at the parents.

“Kids.”

“Yes!”

“Shall we make a promise with auntie?”

Never leave the park.

Apologize first if you bump into someone.

If you get separated from friends and family, stay where you are.

“Got it?”

“Yes!”

“Then… run.”

“Waah!”

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”

“Food first!”

The parents leisurely started walking, seeing their older children like middle school students and high school students grumbling but still following behind Johann and the children.

“Seeing these kinds of events happening, April is definitely April.”

“April is nothing. Starting from May when it gets hotter… *sigh*.”

These kinds of experiences are scheduled one after another until November when it starts getting cold.

“But it looks nice though.”

“Haha. That’s true.”

The parents smiled warmly watching the children weave through the crowds like fish in water.

 

Pop! Pop!

Colorful balloons lined up in rows burst.

The more balloons burst, the darker the booth owner’s expression becomes. Johann, licking his lips and narrowing his eyes, swings his arm again.

Pop!

“Kyaa! Six! He burst all six again! Johann!”

“Whew… Here you go.”

The booth owner hands over a large teddy bear half Johann’s height to the jumping children.

Johann passes the doll to Lucy.

Emily and Joy are already hugging teddy bears.

When his friends’ female siblings light up their eyes as if it’s their turn now, Johann twists his lips.

“One more round?”

“Kid!”

When everyone’s attention turns to the booth owner, he forces a smile.

“I’ll give you one, no, two more, so won’t you let me off the hook?”

“Three.”

“…Deal.”

The dart had been slightly bent, and though it was a bit annoying, Johann decided to stop here since the owner looked like he might cry.

‘Got to be moderate so we can come back next time!’

“Older sisters!”

“That one, that one, and that one please!”

“…Here you go.”

“Thank you. Make lots of money!”

Johann, who gave his well-wishes, stepped back, and people who had naturally gathered due to Johann’s winning streak approach the booth as if enchanted.

“If a kid like that can win, it must be easy.”

“Just wait. I’ll win the biggest one!”

“I love you, honey!”

The booth owner’s face brightens at their appearance, like moths gathering around a bonfire.

“Johann, are you okay? These are prizes you won, but if you give them all to us…”

“It’s fine!”

The act of winning dolls is fun, but he doesn’t need the dolls.

He tried the balloon shooting dart game once because his friends couldn’t hit anything.

Just seeing his friends happy was enough.

“Then… here! Game money!”

“Right. If we don’t accept at least this, we’ll feel too burdened.”

“Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.”

The women who gave him a full 10 dollars when each game only cost 5 dollars.

‘I should buy some chicken nuggets with this!’

Bang, ting! Bang, ting!

“…Oh, there’s an even bigger doll over there!”

A bear doll that was taller than the high school boy brothers.

Led by Joseph, Flash’s younger brother who had just lost money at balloon shooting, the boys rushed to the gun game area, determined to restore their crushed pride this time, and Johann’s eyes lit up as he watched them.

‘A lever-action rifle….’

The lever-action antique long rifle that loaded by pulling the lever that was integrated with the trigger—something Johann had tried to make but abandoned because it was too complicated.

‘Billy the Kid?’

Johann approached the gun game area, recalling the gunslingers he had accessed in the forest.

 

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