Chapter 786 – Bitch With Three at Once

When I was in another world, my instructor used to educate me by imbuing swords with electric magic or something. Every time I got hit, I got an electric shock, but I didn’t know that the tips I learned at that time would be helpful when I was hit by a Taser gun.

My military service, which started with the Taser gun, is already approaching a month. In the meantime, I lived with the Armed Forces, but I spent most of my work and time receiving one-on-one physical training from my father.

Wearing a gas mask as a warm-up and running 3km, exercising muscles to the extent that the whole body trembled at the gym dedicated to the US military, cheering up to my father from time to time… At least that day was lucky.

Anyway, after about a month, I started to get the hang of living here. It wasn’t about eating or living like that, it was about contacting my girlfriends in Korea.

“It’s okay.”

I sat down at my desk today to keep in touch with them. Now, as I was about to turn on my laptop, I heard a voice from behind me.

“Uh? Do you want to do it today?”

“Of course I should.”

I turned on my laptop and looked back at Hyeonsu behind me. Hyeonsu, who shares a room that is less than a few pyeong with me, was lying face down on the bed, looking at me. He asked with a more monkey-like face because he was sunburned and sold out.

“Then, do you want to take a picture of it and then go to the library together? There’s a book report contest this time.”

“I am tired. I will not.”

“They say they’ll give you a prize, but don’t you?”

“What are you giving me?”

“Weekend playspace pass. Three hours.”

“… Just wait.”

My eyes went back to the fact that I could enjoy 3 hours of playing space, which is difficult to make a reservation for 1 hour. I hurriedly turned to my laptop to send a letter.

“…”

Click! Clack clack!

I moved my mouse quickly and took a picture of me with the lens above the laptop screen. It’s dawn in Korea now, so I didn’t make a video call, I tried to send a video message instead of waking up my girlfriends.

“Uh, hello?”

Talking to the camera was awkward as expected. Still, as always, with a little bit of a comfortable mind, I told you about what happened today.

Today’s physical training ended much faster than I thought, and it was simple. After running 5km lightly without a gas mask, my father took me to the area where the US soldiers were.

Like almost all buildings on the base, the one I entered with my father was painted yellow and was a single-story building. However, the room was a gym with cool air-conditioning.

“Hey! Mr. Baek!”

“Is the man you’re talking about this kid?”

“Look how scared he is!”

My father led the way in and was greeted by American soldiers of similar size. They looked like they were going to tear apart their military-colored t-shirts and talked to my father after looking at me.

“Really with this girl? I don’t think I’m going to be able to hold a bullet and fall down.”

“No, he’s tougher than you think.”

“Well, I don’t quite believe it. But I trust you, so I’ll try.”

“Thanks.”

His father thanked him as the 190 white man walked away shrugging his shoulders. Then, like those American soldiers, he pointed me to a certain place, wearing combat pants and a running shirt.

“Jiheon. Go over there and get one.”

“Yes, Instructor.”

As I learned on the first day, I called my father Instructor and walked to the destination without hesitation. There was a folding table where I walked quickly, almost as if I was running, and there were military knives on it.

What?

While muttering to himself, he picked up a knife as instructed. When I held it up like that, I could see that this was not a real knife, but a fake one with a rubber blade.

“Jiheon!”

“Yes!”

Hearing his father’s voice behind him, he reflexively turned around and shouted. To me like that, my father pointed to the U.S. Army I was talking about earlier.

“Stand in front of him! A little further away!”

“Yes!”

This time, without a word, he walked toward the US Army. When I stopped a few paces in front of him, he grinned and muttered.

“Don’t blame me, kid.”

What is he saying now?

I looked at him muttering mockingly at me, then turned my gaze to my father. When my father trained me, he explained with a kind smile as he always did.

“Jiheon. Now I’m going to make you do some simple knife fighting. Do you know what it is?”

“I do not know.”

“Just what. Sword fight? That’s it. But learning with your body is faster than learning with your head. Do you know what I mean?”

“Are you saying to try it yourself?”

“Oh, yes. I know. Hang out with this person.”

“…”

I didn’t answer and glanced at the white man. With his blonde hair cut short, he still looked relaxed with the corners of his mouth raised.

“… Yes, I understand.”

I didn’t like that look, and since my father made me do it, I nodded right away. Then, before running right into it, I grabbed the rubber knife in his hand several times to check his center of gravity.

“Then, Ready!”

At this time, my father shouted loudly, and the American soldiers around him sent interesting glances. I ignored them, caught my breath, and tensed my body.

“Go!”

I didn’t move even when I shouted to go. I slowly relaxed my body so as not to be overly tense and looked at the US soldiers. In my gaze, he seemed relaxed even in the sparring that had begun.

“Hey, kid.”

He laughed as if he was having fun, and now he raised his hands. Holding out his empty left hand and slightly pulling back his sword-holding right hand, he said, adopting a posture where he could switch between attack and defense at any time.

“You first. Come on.” (You are the first bread. Try it.)

Even if I didn’t know English well, I seemed to know what it meant. First of all, I saw that composure that seemed to be a first step, and I slowly walked towards him.

Trudge

“What the…” (What are you doing…)

I guess this was weird. Now, even though I was trudging along casually, with a knife in my hand, the US soldiers slowly relaxed their prepared stance as if embarrassed.

“Hey, kid. It’s not fu,” (Kid. It’s not fun at all,)

Chin!

Even when he got right in front of him, he hit the chin of the American soldier who only let his arms hang down with his left hand. He seemed to be about to say something, but he didn’t care and grabbed his right hand as he tried to step back.

Quack!

Having thus subdued his well-armed right hand, he held it tight and swung his sword to prevent him from escaping. Stabbed him twice in succession in his side, through which the largest blood vessel in his body passed,

Cucumber!

Eventually, as he collapsed, his lowered neck came into view. Again, he quickly swung his right arm and stabbed his veins with a knife. Naturally, twice in a row.

Fubuk!

The last one had been stabbed at a nerve-severing angle, so now he wouldn’t be able to move anything below his head. Having completely subdued him like this, I let go of his tightly gripped wrist and let him fall.

Dump!

“… !”

Seeing him collapse, I immediately took a quick look around him. It was a habit he took to prepare for an unexpected attack, but here it was just a habit.

“Whoa… !”

He let out a nervous sigh as it was a long training session since enlisting. Then he turned to his father to ask what he could do now.

“… !”

My father was making an expression he had never seen before since he had come here. In addition, the other American soldiers who were looking at this place had similar faces, so I was intimidated without knowing it.

“Uh, me, Instructor?”

I called my father, terrified of the spirit I might receive.

“Hey, Instructor? Maybe I was wrong,”

“… Haha!”

Before I could finish my words, my father burst into laughter. At the same time, the U.S. Soldiers, who were dumbfounded, clapped and laughed loudly as if they had done well, and my father cried out to him as he collapsed and groaned.

“I told you! He’s tougher than you think!” (I said! He’s tougher than you think!)

“Fuck… !” (Fuck…!)

“Get up, pussy! Haha!” (Wake up, don’t act like a girl!)

Suddenly, my father, who had been telling me to eat wheat, continued to smile and approached me. He put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a good pat.

“Nice job, Jiheon. Good job.”

“Uh, thank you.”

“Where did you learn that? In the tube?”

“I learned from him, Sohee.”

“Sohee? Did he teach you?”

When the name of my girlfriend and his first daughter came up, my father frowned. Then, I didn’t understand, but as if I understood, he shrugged his shoulders and said.

“What, okay? But Jiheon. I thought it was easy for one person?”

“No. Just, I was lucky.”

“Okay? Luck? Then let’s see how many people that luck will work for?”

“That, what,”

“Hey! Guys! Come here!”

Again, before I could finish my words, my father shouted at the American soldiers to come. Even though they weren’t coming, when I looked up, he pointed at me with the other hand and called out.

“Isn’t there a man who wants to fight this guy? This girl can do up to three men at a time!”

Three? Three man?

As I frowned at the word three, my father smiled kindly at me and said,

“Jiheon. It’s too easy with one person, so why don’t we fight 1v3?”

“… Oh, isn’t this?”

The story of a one-on-three fight and almost getting hit seemed a bit excessive. So I made the title not to show it to Yena, and tried to tell what happened next.

“So? So how did it go?”

But Hyeonsu, who had been listening to my story from behind, intervened. He even brought snacks and ate them, and he begged me to have more.

“How did it go? Let me hear I will give you sweets.”

“I’m not going to eat. Go some can’t you see what i’m doing Keep your privacy.”

“Privacy? Private life is good.”

“Uh, wait.”

For a moment, I felt an ominous feeling. I hurriedly tried to stop filming, but the grinning Hyeonsu was faster.

“Sisters! The other day, Jiheon was with the female soldiers,”

“You bastard!”

“I took a shower! Completely naked!”

“You don’t shut up!”

I hurriedly hit the stop button and got up from my chair. Of course, Hyunsoo got up and ran outside, and I quickly followed them to explain that they were confused about shower time.