"Yes!"
Flossie Wright responded quickly, as if this outcome was completely within her expectations.
However, the three of them, watching as the two of them walked in and out of the Dormitory door, were indescribably surprised...
Flossie Wright, who was able to make the Drill Sergeant Drake Easton willingly "punish" with running, completely flipped her image in their eyes. Even Jocelyn Carrington thoughtfully reassessed Flossie Wright's abilities.
Even if Flossie Wright's scores in the subjects were at the bottom, her ability to turn black and white upside down was impossible to ignore.
*
On the field, the merciless sunshine poured down. There were no barriers along the way, standing there felt like being roasted in hot fire, as if one would be cooked if they stayed for a few minutes more.
However, during this sweltering time, two figures suddenly appeared on the originally empty field. The man leading in the front had a firm, stern face. The female soldier following him was neither slow nor hurried, maintaining a steady pace without vying for the first or falling behind. However, her small face was taut, subtly furrowing her brows to adjust her breathing, her delicate face reddening in the sun.
Rowdy Brightwill, who had just escaped from the crowd of female soldiers, saw the two running on the field from the Dormitory balcony.
Under the scorching sun, even the lush leaves have wilted down. Looking out, all that could be seen is trees and buildings. Thus the two maintaining an obvious interval, one leading and one following, immediately captured his attention. However, upon seeing the female soldier following behind, his brows furrowed involuntarily.
Fingers gently tapping on the railing, Rowdy Brightwill's expression was contemplative as he watched the female soldier. His glance was slightly measuring, but inadvertently the woman he was staring at lifted her head. Her sharp, scrutinizing gaze swept accurately by, carrying a sharp edge. Even from so far apart, one could easily perceive the killing intent.
The feeling was like being shot through the heart.
Rowdy Brightwill was caught in a moment where it seemed like his heartbeat had stopped. Upon looking again, he saw that the sharp gaze had been withdrawn. The woman was staring straight ahead. Even her pace wasn't disrupted, as though she had never seen him.
"Rowdy, you've been working hard for the past few days." Abram Phillips, who had been providing him with updates, also came up to the balcony at this point. He had a friendly smile on his face and quickly introduced, "Drake Easton from your team is the only one living in this Dormitory. The two of you are from the same place, it's convenient to live together."
"Hmm." Rowdy Brightwill responded absentmindedly. The afternoon sun shone on his face, highlighting his handsome features. He watched the two people running on the field outside, then asked seemingly casually, "What's this about?"
Only then did Abram Phillips notice the two people who had unexpectedly appeared on the field. After watching for a moment in surprise, he explained, "Oh, Drake is the squad leader of the second team. The woman behind is Flossie, a female soldier in the second team. She has just completed ten laps. I'm not sure how she managed to upset Drake again, and now she's being punished with another run."
With regards to Flossie's frequent punishments, Abram Phillips was also bewildered. She was punished again just shortly after he'd left their Dormitory. Her ability to cause trouble had to be acknowledged.
Rowdy Brightwill's eyebrows raised in surprise, "He leads a female soldier?"
"Well..." Abram Phillips' face flushed a bit with embarrassment as he rubbed his hands and explained, "We had no choice. You guys brazenly came to recruit, and other districts are watching too. If she's placed amongst female soldiers, wouldn't it be less conspicuous?"
While saying this, Abram Phillips was cursing all those bullying bastards in his heart, who were bleeding the life out of his potential recruits. Now he didn't know how many people were going to be offended by this.
Thankfully, this was just the New Recruit Training Squad. He was only responsible for training the new recruits, otherwise he'd be fighting those guys who had forced their way in and claimed his promising recruits.
Guessing most of Abram Phillips' feelings, a smile emerged on Rowdy Brightwill's handsome face, "Let's do close combat training tomorrow, male and female soldiers together."
"..."
What?
Abram Phillips was stunned and made a total fool of himself after realizing what had just transpired.