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My girlfriend is so good to me-Episode 158

Ep. 158

0Past parking, 1st week of training center.

After completing the basic examination, all those who were discharged due to unavoidable circumstances also left, and were now in the status of real trainees..

However, at the beginning of this week, I did things other than training, no different from last week. I also finished applying for savings, doing mental education, writing online letters, etc., and sending the clothes I wore when I came here by courier..

In addition, I was able to receive small supplies, meetings with executives, and letters written by family and acquaintances..

Among my classmates, I received a lot of letters. A letter written by Hee-na and Sarang, along with family, friends, cafe sisters, etc..

It was a very refreshing feeling since there is no need to send or receive letters in the world these days..

Furthermore.

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Two messages came to Heena. One was sent on the day I enlisted, and the other was sent with Sarang around early last week..

Looking at Heena's pretty handwriting and Sarangi's crooked yet cute letters made me smile even at night. Even later, I thought it would be fun to exchange letters like this from time to time..

And only after all that was over did the real training begin. Physical fitness measurement, wearing a gas mask, and formal training, etc..

There was nothing particularly difficult, but it was difficult because it was the middle of summer and the weather was hot. Thanks to this, there were times when I did it indoors, but most of the time I was sent outside..

Still, it was kind of fun. Mainly thanks to Yujun.

"Yeonhu hyung... my head doesn't fit inside the gas mask...."

"Is this true?."

"what? They said that the size of the head doesn't matter when it comes to gas masks.."

"for a moment. Gotta take the neck strap off and put it in, nigga!"

"ah!"

"Oh my goodness."

Yujun is quite fat, so he had a hard time with all the training, starting with the morning canter, wearing a gas mask, eating, and measuring his physical strength, but he had grit and was able to keep up with it..

Thanks to my hard work, the teaching assistant seemed to view me quite favorably. While watching this, I often found myself sneezing and laughing during training..

What's surprising is that as you spend your days like that, the days are very long, but the weeks are somewhat short. Already after it passes? I think about it..

Now that PX is also open, the first week passes quickly as I skip the stupid training camp meals and build friendships with my classmates by playing mafia games..

It's already been more than 10 days since I was locked up in the training center. So, as always, time to talk to family came back this week..

As this was my second time, I was able to talk on the phone more confidently than last week..

[ Do you have a letter in your luggage? But the delivery hasn't arrived yet... ]

"okay? Looks like it might take a while. I'm reading your love letter ten times a day."

[ really? Hehe... I feel a little embarrassed. Still, I somehow like this~ Should we exchange letters once I get out?? ]

"uh! I thought that too. How about exchanging letters with your love once a month??"

[ i love it! I'll buy some pretty stationery! ]

[ Mom... ]

[ I'm sorry for being your mom~ baby. Then, I will change my love. call me again next week! ]

"yea, I got it. love you."

[ I love you too! Now, it's love's turn.]

[ Dad! Love changes things! ]

"It's so nice to hear love's voice?"

[ me too! Me too, Dad and I.! ]

It was a phone call we had made dozens or hundreds of times before coming to the training center, but there was something even more heartbreaking about being away from each other for a while. Even so, I didn't want to be separated for another few weeks..

Today too, in a short period of less than 5 minutes, I was able to gain strength by listening to Heena and Sarangi's voices..

I felt a little sorry for not calling my parents, but since they had written in a letter that I should definitely call Heena, I decided to just call Heena..

On the way out after finishing the call, I saw Yujun looking very depressed..

"what's the matter? There's something going on at home?"

"My mom answered the phone too late... I spoke for 30 seconds...."

"hmm..."

It's a pity.

Unless you're on standby like Heena, that's possible..

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Time passed more and more quickly. As each day went by, I became more accustomed to life at the training camp, and although there were occasional moments of panic, I was going through each day smoothly without any major incidents..

In the second week of training, I held a gun and shot a gun for the first time in my life. The waiting time was boring, but he was still very excited about the act of shooting. It was fun too.

Plus, I was pretty good at shooting. The zoomed-out shot I did after the zero point shot was very easy, so I was excited and waited for the record shot day. There was even talk of giving 5 more minutes of call time if it was in full bloom..

However, there was a slight accident there. First of all, I think my shooting was excellent. Honestly, I think I got everything right, but Yujun next to me was shooting at my target, so I couldn't know for sure..

If this guy had guessed everything that was mine, he would have just accepted it as a full hit, but after trying it all out, there were holes with an ambiguous number of about fifteen or six..

"Sorry bro..."

"done. Come back after replenishing your work.."

It was unfortunate, but what can you do? My matdashi, snack friend Yujun could make a mistake. I may not have got everything right in the first place..

The second week ended successfully with a record shot. In the next three weeks, we did hand grenade practice, physical fitness tests, and chemical, biological, and biological tests..

I don't know anything else, but I really thought I was going to die when I was in the chemical and biological room. I was able to realize that what her brothers had said when they scared her was not an exaggeration. I found out what it felt like to cry through every pore of her face..

And during Hwa-Bang, our Yujun.

"Cough, cluck, cluck!! Uweweweweeeeegggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!"

I was in a lot of trouble because I couldn't insert the purifier properly. She ended up rolling around on the floor, and she didn't even have the energy to laugh. Because I had a hard time too.

When Yujun came out, covered in tears and snot, what he said was shocking..

"Cough... Whew... Ah, chemical and biological research is nothing special... Haaaaaaa! Tsk! Nope."

"If war breaks out, just maintain your own mopp level 4...."

Thanks to my classmate sitting next to me every week, there was never a dull moment..

Finally, after the hellish chemical and biological room, the 3rd and 4th weeks have passed..

"leap forward!"

""leap forward!!""

Excluding the week of the graduation ceremony, we have actually entered the last week of training. Thinking that he didn't have much time left, he felt even more relaxed, and personally, each difficult battle felt like a bit of a game and was even fun..

Although it was extremely hot, it was better to move my body than to sit and listen to a sleepy education..

And after each combat training is over, the final hardship and adversity of the training camp.

march.

Actually, I had to do it. It was so good that I wondered if I had this much physical strength. It may be because of the adrenaline rush at the thought of being able to see Heena and Sarang next week..

However, Yujun, who is as bad as ever when it comes to using his body like this, managed to hold on on the way, but almost collapsed on the way back..

"Huh... gasp... I... I'm lost... Ugh...."

"We've arrived, so what's the point of being left behind? Hey, give me the military badge.."

Honestly, I was very grateful to Yujun. I became friends with him. I'm a very sociable person, so I guess we became friends somehow, but he was such a fun guy to watch that he gave me energy in training camp..

Sometimes it's ridiculous, but it's really nice to see that he doesn't cut himself off just because he doesn't have the stamina or can't exercise, and that he tries hard to do everything..

So I wanted to go into the last training together. The timing was tight as my legs were starting to feel tired, but still..

However, just as I was about to take Yujun's military uniform and carry it forward, there was a hand taking it from the side..

It was a teaching assistant. I remember his face because I saw him often. And there were times when he smiled slightly when he saw what Yujun was doing..

"103Trainee No. 1, can you make it to the end??"

"Haha... I can do it, I'm sorry...."

"There's not much left. It goes on like this till the end!"

After saying that, the assistant instructor walks away ahead of Yujun, carrying his military uniform on his back. I couldn't help but laugh at this heartwarming situation..

"Before you leave the school, give the teaching assistant at least one matdashi, Jun.."

"Cheap...possible... hehehe..."

Well, he's a corporal, so it's like matdashi. He's probably already eaten enough to get sick of it..

Anyway, thanks to the teaching assistant, Yujun and I were able to reach the end of the march together..

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"huh. It's all over now, okay?."

[ Baby, you've worked hard~ There's less than a week left.? ]

"I know. It's already like this. We can be together next weekend."

[ Already! A day feels like a year! ]

"No, that's what it says... Love is?"

[ Let's listen together next to each other. my love~ ]

[ Love is here! If you sleep any longer, dad will come.? ]

"After Sarang sleeps for five nights, Dad will come to give Sarang a hug.~"

[ Will you give Sarang a hug too, Dad?! ]

It was already the fifth time I had made a phone call like this. From week 0 to week 4. This was my last call from the training center, as I was leaving next Friday..

Looking back, it really was a blink of an eye. Five weeks, which seemed short but long, are coming to an end..

I was quite sad because I became close to my other classmates, but it was nothing compared to the joy of being able to go see my family..

"I have to go so I’ll hang up. Heena, I will come on Friday?"

[ I definitely have to go. I already applied for annual leave. ]

[ Love! I'm going to go see my dad.! ]

"Then I can see you then. Be careful. I'll just leave~"

[ Take care of yourself too! love you~]

[ I love you dad! ]

"I love you too~"

After finishing the last call, I returned to the room. There was Yujun, who came back one step ahead of me and was eating snacks..

"Assumption~"

"Did you have a good call today??"

"uh. My brother?"

"me too."

I sat down next to him and leaned on the casket. Now, I'm done with grabbing my blanket and underwear every morning here..

Feeling a little sentimental, I stretched out my hand and took a bite of each cookie..

"This guy really likes snacks.."

"Thanks to you, I eat a lot of snacks.."

"I fed him a lot. No need to buy food later?"

"Did you contact me and say you would buy it for me? But didn’t you say you live in Busan? They say it’s close to home."

"Just a crack~"

"If you go out to play, is the pension free??"

"I lost my conscience... If you come to visit, I will vacate a room for you.."

Yujun's house is said to run a pension in Busan. But it's not a pension, it just feels like a bed and breakfast. It's not that expensive.

I wondered why a guy who lives in Busan came to Nonsan for training camp, but the country told me to come, so what could I do? It was fortunate that the unit was at least placed close by..

"The pension is set up, and when I go to Busan with my family on the weekend, I'll also visit you once.."

"why. Come once. I can rent a room outside of peak season.."

"If I go, I will be going as a family. How can I rent it for free? I'm going to increase sales, so just wait.."

"I can do it in about a day or two. You are not the soul mate that even my commander tried to listen to.?"

"In the end, the teaching assistant listened. Did you give it to me??"

"I tried to give it to him for lunch earlier, but he cursed and asked if it was his number to eat something like this.."

With those words, we burst out laughing. It's been a few days since we marched, but I don't know if this is already a memory..

Perhaps because it was towards the end, the teaching assistants were treating me much more kindly than in the beginning, so I occasionally visited in person like Yujun did..

"Anyway, don’t chew on it later. They say that even if we exchange numbers here, we will lose contact later, but if we lose contact, I will go to my brother to get money for snacks.."

"do not worry. I was already planning to take my love to Busan to have fun.."

"Ah, I'm so jealous... I wish I had a daughter like that too..."

"Impossible."

"Sval."

Sunny weekend. As we talked lazily in bed, I felt that the end was really near..

My first and last day at the training camp.

It was coming to an end like that..