[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 49

When I pushed Kwak Jun-myung toward the Sergeant Major, the Sergeant Major, who had been silent for a while, finally opened his mouth.

“Let it go at that.”

“What about them?”

“Guys like that are necessary for the army to function.”

After staring at the Sergeant Major, I let go of Kwak Jun-myung, and only then did the soldiers carry him out on a stretcher. Even in the midst of the busy surroundings, the Sergeant Major kept staring at me intently.

A massive body that even the 901 Special Operations Unit would step back from. A blazing gaze as if a fierce demon had manifested. If it weren’t for my skills, I would’ve fainted just from making eye contact while passing by.

The old man, who seemed like he could devour a few people with his glare, didn’t seem human at all.

“Grandpa. If you keep staring like that, I might wet my pants.”

At my absurd response, the Sergeant Major finally let out a hearty laugh.

“You rascal. Come down now.”

The Sergeant Major, whose expression had completely changed 180 degrees from before, showed a kind smile.

“Call me ‘young lady.'”

Instead of answering, he reached out his large hand and gently patted my head as I came down from the ring.

“Huuu…”

Feeling a strange tickling sensation from an emotion I’d never experienced before, a weird sound escaped my mouth.

“You looked like a demon on the ring, but now you’re just a puppy.”

“Even a demon would run away at the sight of your face, Grandpa.”

At my words, the Battalion Commander, who pretended not to care but was subtly gauging the situation, came into view. It wasn’t a position for a Battalion Commander, who was about to become a general, to be cautious about. Officers and non-commissioned officers should respect each other, but this was different.

“Grandpa, do you work here?”

“I was commissioned here.”

“Then are you with the battalion?”

The answer to my question didn’t come from the Sergeant Major but from Gang-cheol.

“He’s not the battalion’s Chief Master Sergeant. He’s the Chief Master Sergeant of the Samjeong Operational Command.”

“Samjeong Operational Command? Where’s that?”

The answer slipped back to the Battalion Commander, who had been subtly watching the situation.

“Miss Ga-eul. The Samjeong Operational Command is the largest command in the army, consisting of six corps, four brigades including artillery, mobile, firepower, and communications, as well as engineering, air defense, and intelligence units. Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin holds the position of Chief Master Sergeant there.”

“Uh… Battalions make up a regiment, and when those come together, um…”

I started fidgeting with my fingers, trying to figure it out, but before I could even get to the corps level, my eyes started to droop.

“Hehe. Now you’re acting like a kid. That suits you better.”

Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin patted my head again with his large, rough hand.

“Ah, have you ever seen a kid this cheeky?”

“Hahaha. You’re a crazy one, aren’t you? I like everything about you, from your care for your comrades to your flaws. That’s how a soldier should be. Half-crazy.”

“I’m not a soldier, though. Ugh, this place has no decent people. Grandpa, you’ve practically killed half your subordinates, and now you’re praising me?”

“They were ready to burst anyway.”

“You just said they were necessary.”

“Those guys are like pain. Sensation.”

“In this worn-out military, pain is the only way to get attention, and if you don’t have it, you’ll just get hurt worse.”

When I muttered, “What am I even saying?” Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin just looked at me and laughed.

“So, what brings you here, Sergeant Major?”

“I came for the promotional filming and to see that guy.”

The person Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin pointed at was the Battalion Commander.

“We’re just like brothers.”

“Ah, I see.”

The broadcasting thing seemed like an excuse—he probably just came to see his close junior. While listening, I got mischievous and teased the Battalion Commander.

“But isn’t the Battalion Commander higher in rank? Shouldn’t it be, ‘Hey, Sergeant Major! Aren’t you going to salute properly?’ Isn’t that the rule?”

“Gasp…”

When I turned my head at the sound of someone choking, Gang-cheol was staring at me like I was insane.

“Gang-cheol, what’s with those eyes? Are you showing off because you want them plucked out?”

[LOL, what a lunatic]

[Is Yuchul not taking care of his eyeballs?]

Gang-cheol quickly turned his head, and the Battalion Commander’s face turned pale as he changed the subject.

“Miss Ga-eul. The mood’s a bit off, but would you like to proceed with the experience we talked about earlier?”

“Do I need to prepare anything?”

“No. Just follow the program we’ve prepared.”

Following the Battalion Commander’s lead, we moved to the dirt-covered training ground, where various things were set up, and the broadcasting team was preparing to film.

As I looked around the training ground with all the equipment set up, the Battalion Commander gestured, and the special operations unit members and management soldiers who were preparing gathered around.

Once everyone was gathered, the host’s voice came through the microphone.

[“Hello, everyone. I’m Sergeant Jo Dam-gil, in charge of hosting and guiding today. Before we start the course introduction, the person next to me is Han Ga-eul, a personal broadcaster who will be joining us for this event.”]

“Hello. Nice to meet you all.”

After my short greeting, murmurs of excitement rose among the soldiers, and the broadcasting team started filming me with their cameras.

“V.”

[Attention-seeker LOL]

[Our room master is the cutest LOL]

[“Ahem.”]

As I made a peace sign at the broadcast camera, the host cleared his throat, and I straightened up.

[“The course prepared today is designed to help improve the physical strength of our 901 Black Executioner Unit.”]

The host continued. The first task was 30 push-ups. The second was a 50-meter sprint. The third was rope climbing. The fourth was carrying a teammate for a 50-meter sprint. These four made up one course.

[“This will be done in pairs of two, so please distribute your strengths wisely.”]

[Oh, this is gonna be fun LOL]

[Room master, please sprint!]

“Oh…! Anyone who wants to team up with me!”

As soon as the host finished speaking and my voice echoed, soldiers started flocking toward me.

“Me! I really want to do it!”

“I raised my hand first. Your voice is insane.”

“Hey, can’t you see the senior here?”

“Where is the senior here? I need to get married.”

“Does Sergeant Jang have a girlfriend?”

“I’ve never seen such a beautiful person before.”

“Hey, you! Everyone, shut up!”

【Please refrain from using profanity. We’re live.】

Amid the chaos of soldiers causing a ruckus to the point of disrupting the broadcast, someone pulled my hand.

“Huh?”

“My sister is with me.”

As Gang-cheol’s voice echoed loudly, the chattering soldiers simultaneously turned their heads to glare at him.

“Damn, you got a problem with your eyes? Who’s looking at my kid?”

[Hey, Room Master, we’re live, put on the brakes!]

[Lol, it’s already broken, goodbye.]

“Her personality is as fiery as her beauty.”

“Actually, I like it.”

“Sergeant Jang, you really need to fall for her.”

“I’m really close with Gang-cheol, sis!”

【Everyone, please follow the control.】

The host seemed half-resigned, while the battalion commander and sergeant major watching from the side were laughing.

“You rest. Your leg won’t do.”

“It’s not a bone injury, and the swelling has gone down a lot.”

Looking at Gang-cheol’s raised leg, the swelling had subsided faster than expected.

“Then just use your arms. If I do push-ups, I’ll smash the ground.”

Gang-cheol panicked and covered my mouth.

“Sis, please. We’re outside. There are cameras.”

While joking around with Gang-cheol, the chaotic soldiers finally started forming teams and calming down.

【Then, let’s get the first runner ready.】

At the host’s words, I handed my phone to a nearby soldier and turned my gaze to Gang-cheol. He grabbed the bar and got ready for push-ups.

“Cheol, fighting!”

【Start!】

As the host gave the signal, the push-ups began. Among the fierce 901 Special Forces members, Gang-cheol stood out, and I could see why the squad leader had been so obsessed with him.

Pathetic jealousy.

“Twenty-eight! Twenty-nine!”

While others were barely reaching twenty, a soldier counting loudly in front of the bar shouted.

“Thirty!”

“Sis!”

As soon as it ended, he ran over and tagged me, who was waiting at the starting line.

—Slap!

The sound of palms meeting and physical energy surged. Explosive power burst forth. Pushing off the ground, I felt my body lift.

【Ahhh!! The Ga-eul Gang-cheol team is fast!!】

My body, propelled uncontrollably, heightened my combat senses. With powerful footsteps, my body stretched forward.

I was going too fast, so I tried to slow down, but in less than 3 seconds, the finish line was right in front of me.

【Ga-eul from the Ga-eul Gang-cheol team!! Even faster!! Her eyes look crazy. Ga-eul is insanely fast!!】

[Wow!! Han Ga-eul! Han Ga-eul! Han Ga-eul!]

[Damn, it’s shaking!! She’s so fast, it’s insane!]

[Jin Hee-ya! It’s shaking!!!]

The commentator suddenly got possessed and started rambling, making me think, “I can’t go any faster,” so I slowed down significantly, exhausted, and crossed the finish line, facing Gang-cheol.

The sound of palms clapping echoed as Gang-cheol began his tightrope climb.

“The difference is too extreme. The other teams haven’t even started the relay!”

“Oh, look at Gang-cheol’s buns.”

“Ugh, sis, you can’t make me laugh.”

[LOL Gang-cheol’s buns]

[Wow, if I get hit by that arm, I’m saying goodbye to this world.]

[His physique is insane.]

Gang-cheol’s rolled-up arm showed muscles that looked like they were about to burst. After quickly climbing to the top, ringing the bell, and coming down, he gave a final high-five.

—Slap!!

“Sis, it’s me!”

“What are you talking about?”

I jabbed my shoulder into Gang-cheol’s stomach as he bent down to carry me.

“Ugh?”

[Wow, Room Master, can you lift that?]

[With those muscles and height, he must be over 110 kg for sure.]

I carried the massive Gang-cheol on my shoulder like a sack of rice and strode toward the finish line.

“Ughhh, sis, you’re too fast.”

“Shut up, punk.”

Glancing to the side, I saw soldiers finally running to grab the rope, so I slowed down and walked leisurely.

[Ah! Miss Ga-eul!! Carrying that giant? Does that even make sense? How does such strength come from that delicate-looking body?]

Even as I walked as if on a stroll, the host’s microphone echoed.

“Wasn’t this supposed to be a training demonstration, not a sports day?”

“That’s what I thought.”

Gang-cheol also seemed dumbfounded, letting out a hollow laugh.

[Miss Ga-eul, walking as if her strength is drained!]

[But still, the winners!! The winners are Team Ga-eul and Gang-cheol!]

As we received applause and waited for the competing teams to gather at the finish line, Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin approached from behind.

“Outwardly, you look like cotton candy, but inside, you’re a monster.”

“I’m a bit crazy.”

Playfully puffing up at my words, the Sergeant Major reached out with a big hand and ruffled my head.

“Huu…”

Sergeant Major Cheon Ha-jin seemed to enjoy head-patting. Despite his rough and rugged hand, it felt pleasantly ticklish.