Yoo A-yeon, Tight-Lipped

As for Arin, Mom looked into it.

She called the chess federation—the one that had contacted us last time—and talked blah blah blah- several times.

“What did the federation say?”

“Hmm…”

Mom looked down at the note summarizing the call.

“There is some support available, but they said we'd have to cover almost all of it ourselves.”

“Whaaat? But she's on the national team!”

I tilted my head.

“If you're on the national team, isn't it the country's job to support you?”

“Well…”...