Infiltrating the Superhuman Training Girls’ School of the Republic of China!

In reality, becoming the platoon leader didn’t immediately lead to anything special happening. The light ‘jogging’ that took place every morning. This time too, four people dropped out, and one person was getting away with their tricks undetected.

It seems only I, Duey, and Tikhonov have noticed. The puppeteer Celine Demetriades is playing tricks. After finishing the jog on Friday, September 4th, I said to Catherine Duey, who was stretching stiffly beside me:

“She’s become more sophisticated today.”

“Who? The Greek?”

Lieutenant Duey whispered, giggling. I nodded and smiled slightly. Certainly. On the first day, there was something ‘doll-like’ about her movements, but now it’s not so noticeable. If she had moved like this from the first day, I might have been completely fooled.

I wonder if Zhou Lizhi can no longer notice even if she wants to at this point. I don’t have any ill feelings towards this Greek, but if it’s to gain Zhou’s favor, I feel like I could expose everything that can be exposed. Isn’t using abilities like this a form of cheating in the first place? As the platoon leader, if I discover such cheating, it’s my duty to report it to the instructor.

On the first Sunday after entering the school, Major Zhou Lizhi called me to her personal interview room under the pretext of hearing my impressions of the first week. I, who was already tired of watching Briar Churchill’s eccentric performance of playing the violin with high heels, put on my coat and stood up as soon as I received the summons note.

“That sadistic instructor?”

“Well, if that’s what you want to call her, Briar.”

Briar Churchill had specifically allowed me to call her by her name. I was mixing between calling her Churchill and Briar.

“Why don’t you just rest here? Even a Huangpu instructor doesn’t have the right to make exchange students come and go on weekends. Unless you’ve caused some serious trouble.”

“If you want me to not leave this room, please stop that useless performance. Why on earth are you scraping violin strings with high heels?”

“It’s fun. And funny.”

“You’re not even actually scraping the strings. In the end, you’re just controlling the air quality the same way as when you move with your hands, creating an illusion as if you’re playing with the heel of the high heel.”

When I first met her, I thought ‘Is that even possible?’, but after actually seeing her compress air into the main gun of a tank from a distance to fire an air cannon, it felt strange that anything would be impossible. She was a genius. Among the few Maestro awakened individuals that have existed so far, there was no superhuman who combined power and precision comparable to hers.

“Hmm, so, you don’t like it?”

“It looks undignified. I prefer dignified women.”

“Right, Major Zhou Lizhi is certainly dignified. Seeing her standing proudly in her wrinkle-free uniform, it’s enough to make one fall for her. Do you really like that woman?”

“Is there any reason I shouldn’t?”

I calmly retorted.

“You have to admit, Churchill. That woman, she’s quite good-looking.”

“But my chest is bigger. That’s for sure.”

“I wouldn’t know about that. I’m not particularly curious either.”

“You’ve seen mine, haven’t you?”

I can tell they’re big just from seeing her walking around in a gown. But I, still having some lingering resistance, have never seen her naked body from the front. It’s not that I don’t have experience with women, but perhaps because she’s a British noble lady, even when my eyes are drawn, I end up averting them due to psychological resistance. She must have noticed that I do this…

“You don’t know because you’re always acting like a virgin? Then should we bathe together for the first time now? I’m feeling a bit stuffy from the intense performance too.”

“You should bathe alone. I need to go out now.”

It’s not a bad proposal for me either, but I’m already fully dressed with my coat and shoes on to enter the bathroom. Briar Churchill clicked her tongue and shook her head.

“You really prefer women over men, don’t you? Seeing how you get embarrassed at the chance to see a beautiful woman’s skin.”

Well, I don’t have a preference for men, at least. No matter how much they say the brain is controlled by hormones, 18 years of accumulated memories and learned preferences don’t disappear, so it can’t be helped, right? It’s not that anything is particularly good or bad, it’s just that this is my current situation.

“What’s the point of seeing? To compare, I’d have to strip that major too. You’re being needlessly spiteful and talking as if I’ve pounced on Major Zhou Lizhi in bed, but if I could do that, I wouldn’t have had to rack my brains preparing for pop quizzes all weekend, would I?”

“It was the kiss over the tape that got you high scores on the entrance exam, wasn’t it?”

She’s talking as if I sold my lips to get points. In the end, that might not be wrong.

“No. She dumped the high score on me. I never asked for it.”

“A high-class prostitute doesn’t name her price. She makes the customer propose it themselves.”

You really have no filter in front of the person you’re talking about. I guess it can’t be helped since she’s a woman who openly talks about colonial rule even in front of Shradha Bhatt. No matter how insolent the lady is, it doesn’t feel particularly good to be called a whore. Still, it wasn’t enough to make me angry to the point of showing it.

“Why do you keep bringing it up? As if you want to be on the customer list too.”

“What if I say I do?”

Churchill’s voice suddenly lowered.

“How much would it be, Eun-young?”

“Didn’t you say it yourself?”

I sense that this isn’t a joke, but I decided to take it as one for now. Even a fool would notice that Churchill is paying attention to me in some way.

“A master doesn’t put up a price tag first, they say. If you want to negotiate, think about what you can offer. I won’t be sold cheaply.”

“How about becoming a member of the Duke’s family?”

“Are you going to introduce one of your brothers? If I marry your brother, I would become a Duchess. But I know he’s already engaged.”

“My fiancé position is open.”

“It will take some time for England to recognize same-sex marriage.”

“Parliament is favorable. It doesn’t seem like it will take that long. I think I can wait?”

She’s saying something meaningful. Ordinary people don’t investigate their country’s parliamentary opinion trends on the legalization of same-sex marriage. Having an interest in a law means having vested interests related to that law.

Perhaps this woman wasn’t sent away against her will by her family.

No, judging from her behavior so far, even if the Marlborough ducal family, or even the Windsor royal family, had come directly to order her, if Briar Churchill herself had insisted she didn’t want to go to China, they probably couldn’t have forced her to go. She disliked being controlled by others, and she had the guts and power to not be controlled.

Did she really come here because Huangpu is a girls’ school?

“Look, we’ve only known each other for about three days. Aren’t you getting too excited about living in the same space with a pretty Asian woman for the first time in your life? You have no reason to want me that seriously.”

At my words, Briar Churchill stared at me for a moment, tapping her violin.

“Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

Churchill seemed to accept my words, throwing herself onto the bed and sighing towards the ceiling.

“I was excited too. Yeah, I was excited. It’s a bit sobering to hear you say it directly, but it’s not wrong that it’s the first time I’ve shared a room with a girl as pretty as you. My middle school dormitory roommate was a girl who weighed twice as much as me.”

“Have you preferred women since then?”

“I can go both ways.”

“Experience?”

“None on either side. In practice.”

I can sense that while her personality is free-spirited, her environment was strict. Seeing me grab the front door to respond to Zhou Lizhi’s summons, Churchill made one last request:

“Hey, high-class prostitute. As a lowly potential customer, second-string candidate, can I ask for one thing?”

“That self-assessment seems to be severely cutting your own bargaining power, but I’ll hear you out.”

“Don’t sell the kiss over the tape to her yet. If it comes down to it, there’s a possibility I might buy it first.”

“What?”

“Don’t come back after rubbing lips with the major. Didn’t you understand what I said?”

I chuckled and bowed my head towards her.

“I’ll try my best to fulfill your request, lowly potential customer, third-string bench lady.”

“Damn, dropped another tier.”

But Churchill didn’t particularly object to her demotion.