Is your dick big?
Is your dick big?
Eventually, after receiving the draft notice about a month later, I had no choice but to be dragged into the training center.
I hated it to death, but what could I do when it was the country's order?
There was nothing someone like me with no power or backing could do.
'...The only silver lining was that, unlike the other recruits, I had already experienced military life.'
Except for the fact that because I came as a female soldier, all my recruits were women, leaving me nowhere to look... there were no major inconveniences.
Ever since before, my body alone was healthy, so during the physical fitness verification, I passed all subjects with a special grade without any problems, and thanks to the tips I learned during my military service, even the assistant instructors called me an ace.
Thanks to that, I completed the training center in 1st place among all trainees.
Along with the division commander's commendation, I even received a 3-night, 4-day reward vacation.
"You've worked hard all this time. Do well even when you get to your base."
"I'll continue to work hard in the future! Salute!"
The next day, after safely finishing the completion ceremony.
With no recruits assigned to the same place, I ended up taking the bus to the base all by myself.
It was a bit disappointing to be separated from the kids I spent about a month and a half with, though....
The pressure of having to do military service one more time was much greater than the feeling of disappointment.
"Haa......."
A sigh came out naturally.
Why the fuck do I have to do this bullshit one more time?
More than ever, I resented this body that had turned into a woman.
If I hadn't become a woman in the first place, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.
But what can I do about what has already happened?
Since I've already completed the training center, I can't escape the military... so I just decided to earn a bunch of vacation time and maximize my time away from the battalion as much as possible.
'...I wish a spy would suddenly pop up from somewhere.'
While blankly looking out the window with such meaningless thoughts.
The bus, which had gone deep into the mountains, came to a stop.
It seemed I had arrived at the base where I would spend the next year and a half.
"Get off."
"Understood."
Carrying my duffel bag packed as tightly as possible, I stepped outside the bus.
Perhaps because it was deep in the mountains, a base with a slightly gloomy atmosphere caught my eye.
'The unit is a bit smaller than the place I served at back in the old days....'
Even at a glance, the unit that would become my base was quite small.
They said it was a battalion, but... it was just the right size for one or two companies to live in.
According to posts on the internet, did they say it was an elite minority unit?
Being an elite minority, it seemed like the training intensity would be brutal, though....
Ultimately, the stress coming from the military is mostly human relationships.
Since there weren't many people to care about in the first place, it wasn't bad for me.
"Go inside and turn right, and there will be the personnel office. Go there and report your transfer."
"Understood."
"Yeah. Hang in there."
With those words, the officer-nim who escorted me here took the bus back the way they came.
Did they say if I go inside and turn right, it's the personnel office?
As I moved my steps just like the officer-nim told me earlier, a door with "Personnel Office" written on it appeared.
So I knocked on the door twice and opened the door to the personnel office.
"......Hup!"
Inside the personnel office, a woman lifting dumbbells caught my eye.
An appearance so beautiful you'd believe she was an actress, not a soldier.
Abdominal muscles so violent they completely clashed with such a face.
From her first impression, she was someone who had "I am by-the-book" written all over her face.
If someone like this becomes my senior, slacking off becomes quite difficult....
"...Hm?"
Perhaps sensing human presence, the woman's gaze turned toward me.
"Salute!"
"Ah.... The new recruit who was supposed to transfer in today."
Kung——
As the woman put down the dumbbell she was holding, the floor vibrated lowly.
I couldn't understand why such a vibration rang out when she clearly seemed to put it down gently, so I checked the number written on the dumbbell... 25.
'......25kg?'
She was a monster.
Judging by how she was exercising with precise posture and no momentum when I saw her earlier... the moment I got on this person's bad side, I was definitely going to be physically torn apart.
"Yes, Ma'am!"
So I answered with the loudest voice I could possibly muster.
To avoid the fate of having my entire body torn limb from limb.
"As expected of someone who graduated 1st from the training center... I like the spirit."
The woman let out a small chuckle and put on the military uniform hanging on one side.
At that moment, I saw it.
'Colonel...!'
Three star insignia engraved on the military uniform.
"Thank you very muuuuch—!!"
"Right, Private Lee Yeonwoo. You said you were top of your class at the training center?"
"Yes, Ma'aam!!"
"Our battalion is quite on the intense side, though... as the battalion commander-nim, can I have some expectations?"
Colonel Park Jihyeon-nim... no, the battalion commander-nim gave my shoulder a light tap.
"I will work hard so as not to disappoint you, Ma'aam!!"
"Alright, alright. Let's work hard together."
'I thought my throat was going to hurt to death....'
Because three star insignia suddenly popped out, my soul was completely sucked out right from the transfer report.
Usually, a colonel is brigade commander level.
No matter how special the unit was, a colonel serving as battalion commander meant that this unit was definitely out of the ordinary.
'...I think I've gotten myself into a real mess.'
Vacations are always better the more you have them, so ever since the training center, I tried to get good grades to receive reward vacations.
But was it because I got those grades a little too well?
It felt like I had been dragged to a base I shouldn't have been dragged to.
"Is it ruined for me to spend a peaceful military life and get discharged......?"
While the battalion commander-nim stepped away saying she needed to make a quick phone call, I was grumbling to myself in the personnel office.
Someone opened the door to the personnel office and walked in.
Three chevrons attached to the hat.
As soon as I confirmed that the person who entered was a master sergeant, I immediately stood up and threw a salute.
"Salute!"
"Uh-huh, salute. Are you the S-class new recruit who was supposed to come in today?"
As soon as the female soldier who entered saw me, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.
Is it because she's a non-commissioned officer?
She was wearing master sergeant insignia, but her atmosphere was the exact opposite of the battalion commander-nim.
Unlike the battalion commander-nim, who had a rigid and flawless vibe, this person felt like a neighborhood noona you've known for a long time.
"Private L! ee! Yeon! Woo! Reporting for transfer!"
"Oof. Look at that loud voice."
Master Sergeant Kwon Serin-nim said with a soft smile.
"You don't have to shout your throat out like that here. It's not in front of the battalion commander-nim."
"Ah... Understood."
"Still, it's nice to see you've got good spirit."
Master Sergeant Kwon Serin-nim put the hat she was wearing down into a drawer on one side.
She opened the refrigerator door, handed me some water, and asked.
"You were very nervous, huh?"
"A little... yes."
"Drink some water and relax a bit. I'm not going to eat you."
"Private Lee Yeonwoo. Thank you."
Because my throat was burning from being so nervous, I chugged the water all at once.
As cold water entered my body, I felt like I could finally breathe a little.
"Come to think of it, my introduction was late. I am Administrative Supply Officer Master Sergeant Kwon Serin."
"I look forward to your guidance!"
"I look forward to working with you too."
Haengbogwan-nim showed a soft smile just like before.
By the way, do they pick people based on their faces in this unit?
Both the battalion commander-nim and Haengbogwan-nim were so beautiful you'd believe they were actresses.
Given they were a colonel and a master sergeant, they must be around their 30s or 40s....
Neither of them looked that age at all.
And another thing that was fascinating was.
"Um... Haengbogwan-nim. May I ask you just one question?"
"Sure, our Yeonwoo. What is it you want to ask?"
"Is there no separate hair regulation here?"
The fact that Haengbogwan-nim's hair was red.
As far as I knew, female soldiers also had hair regulations due to military discipline....
"Our unit doesn't have one separately. As long as it's not long enough to look messy, we don't care if you dye your hair or grow it out."
"Is that really true?"
"Can't you believe it even after seeing my hair color?"
"No, ma'am!"
I hurriedly shook my head.
With Haengbogwan-nim herself rocking red hair like that, there was no way I'd doubt it.
"Ahaha, don't make a face like that. Almost all the kids who come here for the first time have a reaction similar to yours."
"Is... that so?"
"Yeah. You must have built up fatigue from coming here anyway....... Shall we head straight to the dormitory where you'll be staying from now on?"
"Understood."
Following Haengbogwan-nim, who stood up from her seat, I left the personnel office.
By the way, did everyone go somewhere?
Walking down the hallway, not a single person was visible.
Normally, when a new recruit arrives, senior soldiers come to check them out.
"Is it strange that the unit is quiet?"
"Ah... a little bit. Usually, when they say a new recruit has arrived, don't the senior soldiers come out to welcome them?"
"Normally, yes. But the kids went out for training right now, so they'll probably be back late in the afternoon."
Haengbogwan-nim, who had been walking for a while, stopped in front of a dormitory.
"Now. You can go in here."
"Understood."
No matter how much the senior soldiers were currently out for training, since it was the first female dormitory I was entering, I went in with a slight tension.
Kki-ii-ik——
As the door opened, along with a sour smell like sweat, a familiar...
A scenery I absolutely never wanted to be familiar with came into view.
A dormitory with eight beds and lockers.
As soon as I saw the dormitory, PTSD flared up, leaving my face twisted.
'...I have to look at this for another 2 years.'
Suppressing the urge to already want to go on vacation, the moment I moved my steps toward the empty locker.
"What's this... a new recruit?"
"Eek!"
Someone popped out from under the bed frame.
"What's with that. As if you saw a ghost."
"So-, sorry...!"
"Nothing to be sorry about."
The woman sat on the edge of the bed, yawned lengthily, stretched her body, rummaged with her hands in her pockets, and asked.
"Haa....... New recruit, do you smoke?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Then shall we go smoke together?"
Judging by the relaxed atmosphere flowing from her entire body, this person was definitely the top senior of the dormitory.
There was no harm in getting close to the top senior, so I decided to go smoke together right away.
"Sounds great!"
"I like that you're spirited."
The path leading to the smoking area was not very far from the dormitory.
Walking a little along the narrow path behind the dormitory, a small smoking area with only one iron roof and two ashtrays revealed itself.
A quiet smoking area with no one around.
The woman who arrived at the smoking area bit a cigarette from the cigarette pack and casually handed one toward me as well.
"Smoke one."
"Thank you."
When I lit the cigarette and inhaled the smoke, nicotine that I had held back in the training center for days spread into my body, slightly loosening my body hardened by tension.
Seeing that, the woman snickered.
"Kids who just finished the training center all make that face."
"Was... it very noticeable?"
"Huge."
Slowly exhaling smoke, the woman leaned her back against the wall of the smoking area and asked.
"I heard you were top of your class at the training center."
"It's embarrassing, but... yes."
"What's there to be embarrassed about when it's the truth? If anything, it's something to be proud of."
The woman chuckled and patted my back heavily.
Even though it felt like she hit me playfully, my back ached slightly.
"An ace new recruit."
"Thank you......."
"Oh right. There's something I always ask new recruit kids who come to our unit here. Is it okay if I ask?"
"Yes."
Thinking it was a question, I expected a standard question like whether I would work hard in my military service, but.
The woman's question was far outside my expectations.
"Got a big dick?"
......Pardon?