Yi-An stretched his body. He was currently at the beach in Gangwon-do, which bordered the East Sea. Recently, he felt stiff all over as he was stuck at home all day while playing Elder Lord. He went on a solo trip to get some energy from a new place. He chose this place because he missed the sea.0

Looking at the blue sea made him feel refreshed. He stretched his body from top to bottom and inhaled the fresh air. The scorching sun also felt welcoming.0

“You have to straighten your upper body. Don’t bend, and don’t let your chest touch the board.”0

Surfing classes were in full swing on one side of the white sand beach. Men and women wearing rash guards of various colors were sloppily repeating the movements of lying down, sitting, and standing on the surfboard. It looked like a lot of fun.0

Surfing? Yi-An thought about learning it. He had never learned sports other than martial arts. When he looked around, he saw surfers cutting through the current on the sea. Most of them couldn’t even stand properly and were in a crooked posture. Every now and then, however, some people surfed beautifully toward the beach.0

“I hate rash guards.”0

Yi-An turned his head at the sudden voice. A man was standing there. He wore glasses, and his hair had a slight tinge of gray, but he did not look old. He was probably in his mid-thirties.0

He continued, frowning at the dazzling sun, “Isn’t that right? Being naked is the best when it comes...0