Chapter 4: The First Summons (1) [R-18]

The moment the drill instructor left, saying he’d be back at lights-out, the door clicked shut and Yoon Taeyoung shot to her feet, stomping the floor.

“This is insane! Fuck! Is this even a country?”

They were supposed to be quiet until lights-out, but no one tried to stop Taeyoung. She ran her hands frantically through her hair, pacing the room before punching the wall.

“This fucking training center is pissing me off enough, and now we have nowhere to go in five weeks? So what, we fucking desert?!”

Seojin let out a deep sigh and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt much the same as Taeyoung, but realistically, there were no viable options.

“If you desert, you go to the stockade or get re-enlisted.”

“That sounds better than this!”

“No, it’s not. If you desert, you’re subject to military law. Even if you wanted to emigrate, you can’t prove your identity, so you can’t even file the paperwork.”

“Agh!”

“I know it’s fucked. And getting discharged? That means you’ll never get your legal status recognized. Your life is literally over.”

Taeyoung was seething, but she couldn’t refute what Seojin and Hyunjin were saying. She clenched her teeth, and unable to contain her rage, she kicked a bunk before flopping onto it and spreading her limbs out.

“Then what the fuck are we supposed to do?!”

Hyun Iseo, who had been silent, shifted her small body and lay down next to Taeyoung. Iseo looked exhausted, barely able to speak. She had been the weakest from the very beginning, crushed by the pressure all day; she probably didn’t even have the energy to think.

Hyunjin, who had been lost in thought, finally broke her silence, biting her thumbnail as she spoke in a low voice.

“The law is ambiguous for us, whether as men or as women. So they’re taking advantage of this gap, where no social class can help us… to run this kind of ‘reward system.’”

Seojin and Taeyoung turned to look at her. Woo Hyunjin seemed to be organizing her thoughts, still chewing on her nail.

“In the end, this is a gray area that no one can legally challenge. When I looked into it before enlisting, there was nothing about this kind of thing going public.”

She continued, her expression cold.

“It’s all buried under the excuse that ‘it happened in the military,’ and since we enlisted voluntarily, they can spin it to say we weren’t dragged here by force, that we had a choice.”

Hearing Hyunjin’s words, Taeyoung shot up again, trembling as she shouted.

“But whether we’re men or women, we’re still human! Fuck, are we some kind of free brothel, just handing over our bodies?!”

The air in the room grew heavy.

No one could bring themselves to speak. Because it was the truth.

Just then, a broadcast announcement echoed faintly from the walls of the shabby barracks, breaking the heavy silence.

Trainee Kang Seojin, report to the drill instructors’ office immediately.

In an instant, Seojin’s entire body froze.

Her brow furrowed deeply. Yoon Taeyoung, who had been lying down, and Woo Hyunjin, her hand still at her mouth, both stared at her.

Just moments ago, they had been chewing over the injustice of their reality, but now they could only look at each other, speechless.

Hyun Iseo was already fast asleep, utterly exhausted, but had she been awake, she would have held her breath just the same. Seojin’s palms grew slick with sweat.

I’m not even being dragged off for the weekly “reward”… I’m being summoned before a single day has passed?

Seojin exhaled slowly. They sat up, knees bent, and met each other’s eyes, but there were no answers.

Only tension and anxiety filled the space.

Taeyoung opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it. She grit her teeth and spoke harshly.

“If they act like fucking assholes, just rip it off or cut it off.”

She even made a gesture with her hands, as if twisting something off, her advice delivered with raw sincerity. Taeyoung’s gaze wavered.

“Fuck…”

Seojin let out a short curse and nodded.

Slowly, Seojin rose to her feet. Every step she took after opening the barracks door, heading toward the nearby drill instructors’ office, felt like walking on thorns. It was an inexplicable fear she had never felt as a man. Nor as a woman.

I’m not a person… I’m like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse.

Her heart tightened. She stood before the building that housed the instructors’ office. She raised her hand to the door, hesitating for a long time. She was supposed to state her rank and name, but she’d rather die than do it.

Just before her fingers could touch the door to knock, she heard raucous voices from inside.

There’s more than one of them.

There were several drill instructors. Seojin grit her teeth and knocked.

Knock, knock.

The door flew open.

“Hey, you’re finally here.”

It was the same instructor who had shaved her earlier. He grabbed Seojin’s arm and pulled her inside.

“You guys know what this bitch was like earlier?” he said, gesturing at Seojin as if introducing her to his colleagues inside. Besides him, two other instructors were looking her up and down.

Caught in a disgusting snare, Seojin stood frozen, staring back at them.

The air in the drill instructors’ office felt thick and heavy.

Seojin bit her lip hard and forced her body to move. The tips of her fingers were cold.

She didn’t want to submit her body, but with her shoulder already in a firm grip, it wasn’t a situation she could escape just by refusing.

“Ah, seriously. I never thought we’d find a treasure like this during our service.”

One of the instructors chuckled as he approached, patting Seojin’s arm. Seojin instinctively wanted to pull away, but she couldn’t dare retreat from the man’s solid frame.

“Hey, did you ever think you’d be in here less than a day after arriving at the training center?”

“Fuck, they didn’t have this shit when we enlisted. We gotta get a taste before those lucky bastard trainees get to fuck her.”

At that, all the instructors in the room burst out laughing. Seojin remained silent, unable to open her mouth.

She had a feeling that saying anything defiant would only make things worse. An instinctive fear crushed her, telling her it might be better to just stay quiet.

“Hey, but they really are big. They were bouncing around when I saw you on the training grounds earlier.”

The instructor who had patted her arm crossed his arms and stared at Seojin. His gaze was fixed blatantly on her chest.

The other instructors followed suit. Seojin bit her lip, the sound of her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.

“You’re so stiff~ Trainee Kang Seojin, what are you so scared of? We’re going to be nice to you.”

That instructor smiled slyly and reached for Seojin’s chin. Her body flinched reflexively.

“Look at this. She reacts well, doesn’t she?”

He spoke as if genuinely intrigued. His hand moved slowly to the nape of her neck. Seojin tensed her body and clenched her jaw.

“Hey~ We haven’t even done anything yet.”

The instructors snickered, looking at each other. Seojin couldn’t bear the atmosphere any longer. Her body began to tremble.

“Now, now, our new TS soldier. If you want to have a happy five weeks here, you’d better do a good job, right?”

The instructor holding her shoulder began to knead it, his hand slowly sliding down to wrap around her waist. Seojin instinctively tried to twist away, but her slim waist was already caught.

“Have you ever been with a man?” he whispered lowly. For a moment, Seojin’s breath caught in her throat. Her heart pounded like crazy. It was a sensation she had never felt before.

She’d never even been with a woman, let alone a man. It was a foreign, grating sensation she had never experienced in her life before.

I can’t let this happen.

Seojin grit her teeth. She had to do something. She had to get out of this situation somehow.

“Wait… a minute.”

Seojin managed to force her voice out. The instructors’ movements paused for a moment.

“Why? Don’t kill the mood.”

“I just… want to know what we’re doing.”

The instructors looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

“Well, isn’t this one a good girl? Curious about what she’s supposed to do?”

Seojin swallowed hard. She squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them. She had to get a grip.

She couldn’t just let them have their way. But she had to trick them somehow.

“See, a bitch who used to be a man knows what men want~”

First, I have to change the mood.

Seojin forced a smile and spoke.

“So… um, what would you like me to do?”

The instructors showed interest at her unexpected response. One of them made a circle with his fingers and crudely moved another finger in and out of it.

“You really don’t know? Haven’t you ever watched porn?”

“Forget it, she’s a good kid. Yeah, we’ll teach you slowly. If you learn properly, we’ll welcome you every night.”

Seojin screamed internally. But on the outside, she had to act as naturally as possible.

For her own sake, she had to somehow survive this crisis.

“Alright then, take something off.”

The instructor with his arm around her waist leaned into her as if she were his and curled his lip.

“I already told these guys all about you, you know? How I took that overgrown lawn of yours and shaved it bald.”

The other instructors snickered, clapping their hands together as if clinking glasses.

“We have to see if it’s grown back, right?”

Seojin bit the inside of her cheek. Refusing with words was pointless. But refusing outright came with too many risks. She had to endure this situation. She took a slow breath.

“Can I take my time?”

At her words, one of the instructors gave a sly smile and gestured with his hand.

“Take your time? Sounds good. We need time to appreciate the view, after all.”

The goal was to play along until lights-out and get back without anything happening. To do that, Seojin had to drag this out as long as possible.

Her hand went to the top of her tightly buttoned military uniform. One button, then another. The instructors’ gazes grew more intense.

With each undone button, the subtle curves of her body were revealed through the thin remaining fabric.

“Oh, fuck.”

One of the instructors whistled. Seojin blinked. She never imagined showing her body to men would be this humiliating.

The fabric slid slowly from her shoulders.

Seojin’s silhouette became clearer in the instructors’ view. Their faces, which had been watching with simple interest, began to change, as if filled with a growing thirst. Their eyes followed the deep cleavage of her chest and the two swaying mounds.

“Damn, it’s a waste to hide those in a uniform. Should we make her walk around with them out all the time?” one of the instructors muttered under his breath, crossing his arms.

“I guess there was a reason the higher-ups wanted to manage the TS soldiers separately.”

Seojin grit her teeth. She couldn’t rush through this just because she was embarrassed. She deliberately slowed her next movement.

She gripped the waistband of her pants, pretending to pull them down with a slight delay, watching for their reaction. The instructors’ lips were curled in smiles, their eyes full of anticipation.

Fuck—

At that moment, one of the instructors reached out and tapped Seojin’s wrist.

“Stop teasing and hurry it up, will you?”

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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