"Is it real?"
I couldn't believe it, so I asked in a small voice.
My girlfriend nodded as she put pickled quail eggs into her mouth, as if her face was covered in an iron plate.
"lie."
I could tell right away that it was a lie.
Of course, that would be the case because Jiyoung doesn't have many friends like me, and even if she did have friends, if they were pretty, she would seduce them and ask me to eat them first.
For example, there was Eun-jeong.
So, Jiyoung's friend, who is pretty enough to be frequently hunted, is a fictional character.
I just lied for my military service.
"You don't have any friends?"
I wasn't that close with Dahye, and aside from Eunjeong, I didn't have anyone I could call a friend.
"Huh. Do you think I'm Hoon?"
"Isn't it worse than me?"
"..."
I couldn't deny it.
Because I'm the type that doesn't make friends easily because of Jiyoung, I gave up from the beginning. Without her, I would have made enough friends to last a lifetime.
maybe...
However, Jiyoung is a person who thinks to herself, "Do I really need to make friends?" without adding even a single exaggeration, so she is unable to make anyone she can call a friend.
"But it worked out well, right?"
If I had a real friend, and it wasn't a lie, I naturally realized that it would probably be someone as beautiful as Eun-jung or someone of a lower level, if not Ji-young.
Because of that, the soldiers here were looking at me with sparkling eyes rather than Jiyoung because of the words, 'I'll try asking Hoon to find a good person for me.'
It was burdensome, as if his eyes were already my old friend, as if he were my savior.
"What are you going to do later?"
"Why? I told you to look for her. I didn't tell you to definitely find her and bring her back. If you drag it out, wouldn't half a year be enough? Well, if that doesn't work, I'll bring Eun-jeong and do it again."
"no."
"Huh. Because Eun-jeong is your woman?"
"uh."
I answered firmly.
"then..."
She took out her phone and flipped through the phone book.
"You can just use someone who isn't Hoon's lover."
I figured I might want to see them eat again sometime, so I looked up their phone numbers. They were the phone numbers of the women I had eaten.
How do you know? Even though the only people saved on her phone were her family and our family, there were over 50 people on the list.
As expected, they were all below standard, so I ate them once and never contacted them again.
The phone numbers of poor women who may still be desperately waiting for Jiyoung's call are full of complaints about her face, her breasts being small, her butt being small, her height, her weight, etc., because they couldn't meet her picky standards.
"Anyway, there are many ways. So, take it easy. Second Star?"
At this point, it wouldn't even end with a second-class star, but this. Well, it's already spilled milk. I said, "Let's just have some fun," and hurriedly put the lunch box that Yerin-ni had packed into my mouth.
"Oh no! Hoon! I'll take your place!"
A sergeant whose name and face I didn't even know heard the news and came up to me while I was digging, snatched my shovel from my hands, and started digging himself.
"Hoon-ah. You've worked hard. How about taking a break?"
Another sergeant wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with a towel and spoke in detail.
It would have been perfect if it had been one of my lovers. A man with shaggy hair and a benevolent smile, it made me feel sick.
However, since it was something I couldn't say was unnecessary and told to clean up, I opened my mouth with an awkward smile.
"No... I've only been doing this for 5 minutes?"
Only 5 minutes. I don't even know why I had to dig the land, but I was told to dig it anyway, and only 5 minutes had passed since I started digging.
"5 minutes?! 5 minutes?! That's all you've done? You deserve a rest! You deserve a rest!"
"..."
My seniors, regardless of rank except for sergeant, were digging the ground diligently, but they were overreacting to me and were anxious to give me a break.
"Go to sleep. Rest. You can rest. Oh, and do you want someone to pick you up?"
As a sergeant who had been through the hardships of military life, he immediately realized what would happen to me later.
"It's okay. It's okay, Inma. I'll take care of everything."
He kept pounding his chest with his fist and telling me to trust him, but since he didn't have much time left in his military service, I couldn't trust him at all.
"That, that soldier before... You really like soldiers?"
"yes.....?"
"That, your girlfriend's friend."
"Oh, well... I, I guess so?"
"Heh, heh heh."
I unconsciously agreed to it because I was afraid that if I said it was a lie now, I would be criticized by sick people who had no interest in me at all.
Then the sergeant swept back his short hair.
"I'm thinking of becoming a non-commissioned officer."
"A non-commissioned officer?"
"Oh, of course I'm not saying that because your girlfriend's friend said she likes soldiers. It's just that my childhood dream was to become a great soldier and protect my country."
He straightened his clothes, which was unusual for a sergeant, and looked at me with a burdened look.
"Well, that's true. And I'm close with the executives here, so you don't have to worry!"
He burst out laughing, gently patting my back.
This was such a big deal, I was sweating profusely.
I think that because of me, they have thrown the life of a single private into the military, who is desperate to get out rather than being interested in me.
"Ha, hahaha."
"oh my."
I was on my way home, exhausted from military life, which felt even harder than when I was being bullied for some reason.
"This is driving me crazy. Even the executives are like this."
Before I knew it, word had spread among the officers that my girlfriend's appearance and that her friend liked soldiers, and that they wanted me to find a good man for her in the military unit, which made the situation even more difficult.
He would nag me and show me pictures of his girlfriend saved on his phone, and of course his virtual girlfriend, who doesn't even exist, is as beautiful as Jiyoung, no different from a goddess, and she's only 170cm tall and weighs less than 50kg, but her breasts are larger than a D-cup. Settings that didn't exist before started to slowly come to mind.
So it was no wonder that executives were flocking to me.
What that means is that, in a way, you've become a fanboy who wants to connect with virtual characters.
"ha..."
I lowered my head and let out a deep sigh on the subway.
"ah..."
At that time.
A thin voice, presumably a woman's, looked at me and sighed.
"Uh... Park... Baak... Ji-eun?"
She was Ji-eun, who had a pretty appearance but was also cute, so she still looked like a girl.
What is that? That guy who came to save Jiyoung while she was playing a pervert on the subway, but ended up getting her virginity kicked by me instead.
"How have you been?"
"..."
It was just so awkward without Jiyoung.
But since he didn't seem to take his eyes off me, I awkwardly smiled and asked how he was doing, but there was no answer.
Do this for tens of seconds.
"What about Jiyoung...?"
"Jiyoung? Ah."
"You broke up?"
A voice with a hint of anticipation.
"no?"
"..."
I pout in disappointment at the answer that didn't even give me an inch of hesitation.
"Please give me your number."
"Why your number all of a sudden?"
"It's not you, it's Ji, Jiyoung's number..."
I must have fallen for my girlfriend so hard that she handed me her phone with a bright red face.
It's really amazing every time something like this happens.
In a way, I had sex with Jiyoung, even though she gave me her virginity even though I didn't want to, but I still desperately wanted her.
"You give it to me."
No matter what, I can't just give my girlfriend's number to just anyone.
Ji-eun's expression became rotten.
"Okay, but if I don't hear from you by tonight, I'll report you."
"what?"
"These days, the world revolves around women, so even if you make a false report, you, the man, will be the one who suffers."
"What kind of threats are you making! I really didn't do anything!"
"Okay, okay. Okay, call me."
I was just going to get the number and ignore it, but since it had come to this, I had to call her once and ask her to block me.
"Please call me. And I'm sorry."
She belatedly bowed her head, perhaps realizing that she had been rude, and as soon as the door opened, she immediately went down.
"Ha, really."
I have a feeling something is going wrong with this.
I got off the subway with a trudging pace and walked home.
"Are you here?"
"Ah... Sister. You came quickly?"
"Yeah. Eun-jeong told me to go home early from now on. She said something might go wrong with Purum."
"Good idea."
As soon as I got home, my older sister Yerin welcomed me. As I looked at my belly, which was slowly starting to grow, a smile almost automatically appeared on my face.
I immediately took off my combat boots and buried my face in my sister's stomach.
"How have you been, Purum?"
A child who could be my daughter or my son. Name: Purum.
Even though I can't touch her directly, I feel connected to her just by rubbing my face on her belly like this.
By the way, if it's a son, I'll name him Kang Ye-hoon. If it's a daughter, I'll name her Kang Ha-rin.
I made it by mixing my name and my sister's name appropriately.
"And Hoon-ah. I don't think you'll be able to stand it any longer. Do you want to do it?"
My older sister lifted the end of my skirt with a seductive expression.
"no."
But I had absolutely no intention of doing it, so I immediately declined.
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