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After fucking the lady like a cheap whore and going to the training center, I felt depressed again.
"And now that I think about it, I don't even know that lady's na? … But does it matter?"
Until now, there were many females that have been lightly used and left alone to the point where I can't even rember their faces, let alone their nas.
Therefore, it was not a big problem if I fuck one more lady and then forgets about her.
"Whoa… I guess I should go in soon."
Although I was depressed about having to go back to the military, even though it only lasted a week.
After seeing a beautiful female soldier guiding , I gained strength and finally entered the training center.
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There was nothing special inside the training center.
'It really reminds of the first ti I enlisted in the training camp.'
I does not gather at the parade ground to salute my parents or hold an entrance ceremony.
In a way, it was like reserve army training, where I just goes inside and waits for guidance from the soldiers.
The characteristic was that everyone has a reluctant expression.
'Well, since everyone was forced to co, it's strange that they have good facial expressions.'
Even if you beco a reserve force, most people don't like training for just one day; you have to stay for a week.
It would be natural to dislike it.
The n here are weaker and more powerless than in my original world. That ans they'll hate this even more.
I wasn't sure how intense the training would be, but just by looking around, I could tell—there wasn't a single man bigger than . Though they were n, most were small-frad, almost dwarfed in comparison.
It was clear that they wouldn't be able to endure training as rigorously as the won. After all, this world had been free of war for centuries.
Even the so-called military training was little more than a formality—preparing for a conflict that had an almost nonexistent chance of occurring.
The intensity was nowhere near what I was used to.
Around fifty n had gathered, waiting in silence. Minutes passed, stretching into twenty. Then, at last, a female soldier stepped forward, her sharp gaze sweeping over us.
"Nice to et you. Trainees, my na is Sergeant Jiah Kim, and I will be in charge of your training for the next week."
""""…""""
The instructor with a slightly sharp look looked at us and spoke in commanding tone.
n who were not used to this type of situation just stare blankly at the instructor.
"Everyone wakes up!!"
"""Yes, yes!!"""
When she saw the trainees making no response and shouted, they all stood up in surprise.
"You are here to train for a week!! You are soldiers during that period!! Rember!"
""""Yes, yes!!""""
The trainees were embarrassed when they suddenly shout and give forceful orders.
Nevertheless, there was a small smile on their faces.
"I like that instructor."
"So… Should we at least talk to each other when we leave?"
'Crazy M n…'
n were happy to see an instructor glaring at them and shouting at them
'I'm used to it, and it's nice when won do that, but… It makes feel sick to see n do this.'
It was unpleasant to see dozens of happy n surrounding the instructor yelling.
It was a situation that needs to be endured for a week
"Then go into the building one by one and receive supplies."
"""Yes"""
Most of the trainees were happy to see the strong and harsh instructor and soon began to follow her instructions.
We all went inside the building, receive military uniforms, boots, and underwear for a week, and then enter the dormitory.
At the sa ti, mories arose, and an unpleasant feeling arose inside .
'I have to stay here with them for a week… Sigh…'
I had always lived a life surrounded by won, but being surrounded by n like this made feel unpleasant.
" Return quickly… I will give you 1 minute… Fast soldiers!!!"
""""implentation!!""""
Even in the M world, the military gave orders like a military trainer, and the trainees quickly began to return.
"Ugh… I need to change."
I couldn't help but start to recover in a depressed mood, and after exactly one minute
The instructor ca into the dormitory.
"Stop moving!! Attention!"
Most of the trainees fumbled awkwardly with their military uniforms, struggling to wear them properly for the first ti. So had managed to put on only their tops, while others had only their bottoms, standing stiffly in embarrassnt.
I, however, remained unfazed.
As soone already experienced, I took my ti adjusting the fit of my uniform with practiced ease, unbothered by the commotion around .
anwhile, a few who had yet to dress properly kept shifting their gazes nervously, unable to take their eyes off the instructor.
"Hmm… Okay… Everyone has todress like this soldier. Rember that well."
"Thank you."
The instructor, who was looking around and seeing my new clothes, looked at and praised .
"Why isn't the trainee fully wearing pants?"
"I don't have enough ti…"
"1 minute is enough!!"
A trainee was standing in his underpants, not even wearing a top or pants
The instructor got angry because he was the worst soldier in uniform, but the corners of the trainee's mouth that were being scolded were about to go up.
'Huh? No way.'
And…
"… What are trainees doing now?"
"Jojojojojojo… I'm sorry!"
Before I knew it, the trainee's underwear, who was being scolded, had set up a small tent and was caught by the instructor.
"Take off your military uniform and get out now!!"
"Yes, yes!!"
When the instructor shouted angrily, the trainee whose underwear was in trouble was forcibly discharged.
"This is the military!! Don't think strangely and get proper training!!"
""""Yes!!""""
With the discharge of one person like this, my weeklong military life began.
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The first day was spent just doing health checkups or psychological tests.
We did not do any physically difficult training.
'It's better to train… It's more boring to stand and wait all day'
By the ti the boring test was over, it was ti before dinner, so everyone ca to the dormitory.
All the people were resting and waiting for a al.
"Still, I'm glad it's not that difficult, bro."
"Really? I hate waiting more."
I was bored because there were no cell phones or girls, but I beca close with my 1 week brother, who sat next to .
We were killing ti by talking to each other.
"They say training will start in earnest tomorrow… To be honest, I'm worried because I'm not confident in using my body."
"Why are you so worried? It's nothing, so don't worry."
By my standards, it doesn't matter because the training of the military of the M world was at a fairly low level.
The other n were talking as if they were quite worried.
"It would be nice if I were tall and fit like my brother…"
"I'm special. Also you're not particularly small."
"Yes, of course."
Since the n are all 170 cm and short, the person sitting next to was of similar height and body type.
'But I think I've seen him sowhere…'
It was a familiar motif, but for so reason I couldn't rember it.
'I only see won so much that I don't rember n.'
Now, I have gotten to the point where I can imdiately erase man from my mory.
He felt sowhat familiar, but I couldn't rember who he was.
'It doesn't matter.'
I doesn't really care who this man was and there's no big problem, so I just decides to erase it from my mory.
We passed the ti with casual conversation, and after dinner, we had a short window for personal maintenance.
As expected, military food was bland—tasteless, no matter the ti or place. But perhaps because this world had fewer people, or maybe because the female soldiers handled the cooking, the al wasn't as bad as I had anticipated.
After eating, I relaxed in the dormitory, chatting with the other trainees. The atmosphere was light, but as personal maintenance and cleaning ti ca to an end, the mood shifted.
It was ti for roll call.
Everyone sat on their beds, their expressions tense. Their nervousness was unmistakable—they looked just like fresh recruits experiencing military life for the first ti.
'There was a ti like that… Of course, I don't want to go back.'
It was roll call ti, and the instructor, Sergeant Kim Jiah, ca into the dormitory.
"Today you spent ti doing tests, but tomorrow you will start pendulum training, so everyone is aware."
"""Yes!"""
Even though less than a day has passed, the trainees answer with spirited voices as if they were real soldiers.
… Or maybe they just answered in a loud voice because they wanted to impress Sergeant Kim Jiah…
Anyway, after explaining tomorrow's training schedule and finishing roll call, it was ti to go to bed.
'Luckily no one is crying.'
There were people who suddenly beco depressed and cry after being in a place like this for two years.
Maybe it was because it's only a week, but no one was crying…
"Ugh… Ugh… Mom…"
Except for one classmate lying next to …
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Everyone seed to have fallen asleep right away, probably because they were tired from standing around waiting all day.
'Then should I get up and see…'
I secretly got up and went out into the hallway to carry out the plan I had been thinking about since I saw Sergeant Jiah Kim.
'There is no inviolability… That's really lax…'
As a world that has not experienced war for hundreds of years, awareness was quite low.
It was so lax that only a few executives take turns standing by even at night.
'Well, it's easy to move around.'
If there had been a lot of watch and tight security, it would have been difficult to carry out the plan.
Fortunately, I was able to easily get to the front of the room where Sergeant Kim was.
A trainee cos to the place where the officers are alone in the middle of the night like this?
Usually it cos when there is a big problem, but…
'Well, this too is a problem.'
I knocked on the door, feeling my cock twitching in my pants.
Knock...Knock…
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