Chapter 32
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Frustrated Desires
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Current time: 19:11.
This was the hour for evening physical training, designed to boost the trainees' stamina.
"Oh, there you are!"
The moment the speech ended, the Albatross Union Recruit Training Center's Company Commander came looking for Captain Yujin.
"Captain Yujin, sir!"
"At ease. Nothing out of the ordinary, I hope?"
In terms of rank alone, Captain Yujin outranked her by far. As a captain, she was an officer, while the training center's Company Commander was a sergeant—a non-commissioned officer.
"It's been a while. How about a cup of tea? If you have the time?"
"Sounds good. More than good~"
Yet the two treated each other with easy familiarity, as if they knew each other well.
Non-commissioned officers commanded soldiers up close,
while officers led and managed the entire unit.
The two ranks formed an interdependent relationship that couldn't be separated, so it was best to get along like this, smiling and all.
"Time flies, doesn't it? You're a captain already. You'll be pinning on major any day now."
But watching closely, it seemed the Company Commander was deferring to Captain Yujin just a bit more.
Despite the age gap—nearly twice as old—there was a subtle hierarchy between them. It felt too pronounced to dismiss as simply officer versus NCO.
In any case, while the trainees and instructors sweated it out amid the thick dust clouds on the parade ground, the two women moved to the comfortable Company Commander's office for a cozy chat.
"Sis, what do you think of this batch of trainees?"
"They hit different. Plenty who'd satisfy our captain here. Oh, right—how many slots again?"
"Two."
Two teacups were placed on the table.
Late hour, so no coffee. Instead, they opted for tea brewed from aromatic herbs native to this world to wet their whistles.
A bittersweet, faintly sweet aroma gently filled the office. Surrounded by that soothing scent, the two women discussed the top-performing trainees at the center.
"Take a good look during interviews. This intake's got great builds and grit. Life's gotten easier, I guess. Well-fed and grown—us old-timers can't compete."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"I've pre-screened the promising ones. Want to check them out?"
But Captain Yujin brought up the most exceptional one.
"I'd appreciate that. Though I've heard there's an outstanding male trainee..."
"Goodness, word travels fast."
The Company Commander was already beaming and making a fuss.
This place,
the Albatross Union Recruit Training Center, was where all legends began.
Sure, accidents caused by trainees or instructors often spelled trouble for higher-ups, but a standout like this could generate the buzz they deserved.
"Promote him aggressively, and male enlistments could skyrocket. Perceptions are skewed now, but someday..."
"A promo model, huh."
"Exactly! Military's top priority: recruitment! Balanced gender ratios!"
One might call it a shadowy deal between power players.
The sense of treating individuals like chess pieces was hard to shake. But in the military, the group always came before the individual.
"Higher-ups nixed it last time, but the vibe's different now. Could you put in a good word, Captain?"
"What power do I have?"
"Oh, come on. Don't joke like that!"
But the moment "miss" slipped from the Company Commander's lips, the conversation paused. Captain Yujin's left eyebrow twitched.
"Ah, goodness. Um... my bad..."
"It's fine. Anyway, I hope things go as you wish, Sis. Promotion too."
Fortunately, Captain Yujin's smile didn't fade easily.
"And include that male trainee in the trainee dossiers?"
"Huh? Oh, of course! That last one we sent really won you over, huh? A guy's presence definitely livens up the unit."
"Mm... yeah."
No telling what she was thinking.
Captain Yujin seemed to know Trainee Han Jeong-woo well, yet she played it cool in front of the Company Commander, keeping her distance.
"We're picking unit mates to live with, after all. Gotta be selective."
"Ugh, totally. Can't just grab any guy. He has to pull his weight."
Captain Yujin smiled serenely,
but the way she quietly sipped her tea instilled an odd unease in onlookers.
So serene,
nobly intimidating,
it made one hesitate to speak first.
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19:25.
"Is that all you've got?!"
Instructors bellowed. Five minutes until barracks return and showers, so they squeezed every last second, torturing the trainees mercilessly.
Even among the women, stragglers emerged. Those unused to physical labor crumbled before workouts that wrung out every muscle.
"Huff, hack—"
I was hitting my limit too. A metallic tang of blood filled my mouth.
No sweat left to shed. Not even enough for push-ups or pull-ups.
"No. 158, keep going! One more!"
The volume was unbearable. No way a regular guy could handle it. This was elite special forces intensity—pure hell.
It wasn't just muscle mass. It stemmed from this world's pervasive [mana], that pesky energy source.
I gritted my teeth, teetering on collapse, while the women endured thanks to mana-enhanced bodies.
Mana was easy to mistake for magic-only, but here it fueled daily life and combat training.
"Draw mana into your body for quick recovery. No. 35, you're too slow! Is that your focus limit? Concentrate harder during meditation!"
Just look sideways.
Exhausted women dragged to the edge sat in rows, meditating. Apparently the most efficient recovery pose.
At first, I wondered what the hell, but
post-meditation, they rejoined us refreshed.
"Recovered trainees, rejoin immediately. Physical training's mandatory in the army."
"Yesss... Understood..."
Grudging faces, of course. Probably itching to punch an instructor.
But no resistance. Third-week trainees now accepted their lot and obeyed orders.
"No. 158, one more!"
"Urgh...!!!"
The later it got, the more pathetic I looked.
Damn, this was overkill.
Making push-ups with another person on your back? Ridiculous.
"...You okay?"
"I'm fiiiine!!!"
And why was my partner Mino of all people...!
She looked heavier than the others...!
Numbers assigned back-to-back...!
Thud—
"Urk..."
I slammed into my limits dozens more times. Effort alone couldn't conquer this.
No squeezing out enough to piggyback Mino through push-ups. Utterly brutish training.
"Enough. No. 158, you're sidelined."
"Yes... Understood..."
Need to farm Military Life Points, yet
lately, I just showed weakness...
On the flip side,
my Arousal Points surged uncontrollably.
Shhh—
Drenched in sweat entering the showers, I'd net 5-7 points each time.
Baring myself to their stares was awkward at first, but novelty wore off quick.
Three weeks of "anyone could pounce anytime" normalized it for me.
Those sticky, lewd gazes became everyday.
"Mop bastard."
Hayes's crew openly jeering,
glaring daggers—routine now.
Not scary. Hayes flinched first if I glared back, blushing and fleeing. No threat.
Real issue was elsewhere.
"Jeong-woo, you're here...?"
Couldn't stop these secret trysts with Kate.
Miss the meet-up by minutes, and she'd show up puffy-eyed, causing headaches.
"How long is this going on? We've said all we need to...! Discharge first...!"
"I never agreed? You decided solo. Why should I wait? Another 23 months...!"
Clutching my clothes, tugging whinily, pressing close and growling—getting harder to control.
"You hate me? What part? Where's another woman like me..."
Kate always teary,
but never lost confidence in her appeal.
She knew her beauty,
toned body and soft skin drove men mad.
Deep in the storeroom,
lips nearly brushing,
eyes locked, breaths mingling...
I reacted involuntarily.
Impossible not to. No red-blooded man wouldn't.
Her rich femininity throbbed my pulse downward. My bulge strained against wet thighs, knocking at her door.
Shower heat lingered; we sweated in each other's fevered warmth. That musky scent? Indistinguishable now.
"See..."
Kate said.
Biting her lip, eyeing me lewdly—stirring male urges.
"You want me too..."
Honestly,
Couldn't hold back anymore.
Managed so far imagining free pussy, but these meets piled up my own lust.
"You want me too...!"
Couldn't stop her stripping.
Or rather, could say stop, but...
Couldn't resist those bare breasts.
Too pretty to refuse,
craving to dive in, suck, thrust.
"Nyaa... Hnng..."
Kate pulled my face between her sweat-glistened breasts.
Overwhelming lewd scent enveloped me. Couldn't stop sniffing, hand slipping under her tail.
Brief encounters,
too awkward for full deeds, but...
Thus, we grew lewder by the day.