[Year-Round] Yogurt Lady 59

Chapter 59 – A Useless Extra Episode Inserted After the Unpleasant Part 1 – ‘Trainee No. 198 Go Hyeon-Cheol’

First come, first served!

At the trainer’s shout, the trainees rush towards the soccer goal.

A parade ground where dust blooms like a hazy fog. Among the trainees who are already exhausted from the hard training, there is one person who has some strength left.

Trainee No. 198, Go Hyeon-cheol.

Before the rest of the trainees even get near the soccer goal, Hyeon-cheol is already on his way back after shooting the goal.

Stand tall.

Hyeon-cheol stops about 5 meters in front of the teaching assistant, blowing white breath. The teaching assistant hides his embarrassed eyes behind his sunglasses and raises his voice.

Assistant

: (Pointing to the dirt floor with a baton) Come and stand in front of here!

Hyuncheol makes eye contact with the teaching assistant but does not move.

Assistant

: Can’t you hear me, trainee?! Come in front of me and stand in order!

Hyuncheol hesitated for a moment before answering loudly.

Hyeoncheol

: Trainee No. 198 Go! Hyun! Cheol! I don’t want to be first!

Assistant

: What is the reason?!

Hyeoncheol

: I want to stay until the end!

Assistant

: So what is the reason?!

Hyeoncheol

: Because I have committed many sins!

Assistant

: What kind of nonsense is that?! Don’t be dumb, speak like a human being!

Hyuncheol swallows dry saliva. He didn’t know how to explain it, but he kept it as short as possible.

Hyeoncheol

: I received a letter from a friend today! I once hated that friend very much, but when I read the letter and thought about it, I realized that the person who would be hated was me! He loved my mother and tried to forgive me to protect her love! I deeply reflected on how weak the foundation of my value judgment had been and thought that I wanted to die properly today!

Assistant

: My friend is my mom? What kind of junkie are you talking about? Hit the head!

Hyeoncheol

: Yes!

Hyuncheol planted his helmet on the ground and turned away. I heard the sound of a herd of buffalo coming from behind, and I could see my exhausted classmates between my legs.

The trainees lined up in front of the instructor, panting.

Assistant

: Sit down!

Trainees

: One! Two! Three! Four!

Trainees sitting down like dominoes.

Assistant

: The first person to arrive will return to the dormitory, wash their hands and rest. The rest are again on a first-come, first-served basis!

Trainees running to the soccer goal. Hyeoncheol jumps up and runs ahead of them.

As expected, Hyuncheol is the first to return after hitting the goalpost. Stand again 5 meters away in front of the teaching assistant.

Assistant

: Come and stand!

Hyeoncheol

: Trainee No. 198 Go! Hyun! Cheol! It’s okay!

Assistant

: Are you crazy?!

Hyeoncheol

: No!

Assistant

: Conduct PT number 8!

Hyeoncheol

: Implement!

Lie down on the floor, spread your arms, and raise your straight legs at a 45-degree angle.

Beep! One! Beep! Two! Beep! Three!

Hyeon-cheol tilts his legs left and right according to the sound of the assistant’s whistle.

Assistant

: Is it fun to talk nonsense to this instructor?

Hyeoncheol

: No!

Assistant

: Are you confident in your physical strength? Where should we go to the end?

Hyeoncheol

: Please send it to the end!

Assistant

: Trainee 198, what kind of James Dean are you? Why do you keep rebelling for no reason?!

Hyeoncheol

: This is not rebellion! It’s just a slap in the face to myself! And we only have a similar face to James Dean, but we don’t even know each other!

Beep! Twenty-five! Beep! Twenty-six! Beep! Twenty-seven!

Assistant

: Your friend said you were in love with your mom, right? Is mom pretty?!

Hyeoncheol

: So pretty!

Assistant

: This is a word that should not be used with an instructor!

Hyeoncheol

: Sorry!

Assistant

: Who is your favorite author?

Hyeoncheol

: This is Emile Zola!

Beep! Forty-two! Beep! Forty-three! Beep! Forty-four!

Assistant

: Wake up!

Hyeoncheol

: Trainee No. 198 Go! Hyun! Cheol! Wake up!

Trainees flock in again. One person returning to the dormitory after sitting down.

First-come-first-served basis continues.

Assistant

: First come, first served!

Of course, Hyeon-cheol comes in first place this time too. He puts his head down and stands again in the same spot where he performed PT 8.

Assistant

: Did this Sharky get shot in the head?!

Hyeoncheol

: Because of that accident, I learned that soldiers should never take off their helmets!

Assistant

: This is crazy…!!!

The teaching assistant who was standing like a statue walks forward with great strides.

The instructor hits Hyeon-cheol’s helmet hard with his baton. The helmet falls down and covers Hyeoncheol’s eyes.

Assistant

: Hey, where is this bloody bastard scratching people’s temper? Have you been playing outside for a while? This is the military, you bastard!

Hyeoncheol

: I’m truly sorry if you felt offended! I didn’t mean to!

Assistant

: Intentional and reckless talk like that doesn’t work here!

Unable to control his anger, the teaching assistant hits Hyuncheol hard in the chest with his fist.

Sigh-!

A solid fist hits the solar plexus precisely.

Aww~!

The teaching assistant sits down, clutching his hand. It looks like he has a crack in his bone.

Assistant

: You bastard… What?! Take off your clothes!

Hyeon-cheol opens his field jacket and military uniform to show his chest. There is nothing.

The assistant’s embarrassed eyes waver behind the sunglasses.

Assistant

: By any chance… Are you at the temple? Secret special forces?

Hyeoncheol

: No!

Assistant

: You can tell me. My mouth is heavy.

Hyeoncheol

: That’s not really the case! I am going! Hyeon! Cheol!, Trainee number 198!

Assistant

: Then lie down, you bastard! You are left out on a first-come-first-served basis. Perform 300 push-ups!

Hyeoncheol

: Implement!

300 times, 500 times, 1000 times… Hyuncheol did push-ups without stopping as the number of times increased. It was until all the remaining trainees returned to their dormitories on a first-come, first-served basis.

The assistant teacher is now starting to be afraid of Hyeoncheol.

Assistant

: Hey… Are you okay?

Hyeoncheol

: It’s okay!

Assistant

: Is this real? Not a robot?

Hyeoncheol

: That’s my arm! I haven’t had any surgery other than circumcision!

Assistant

: Ah~ I see. Hey, if it’s okay, can I call you brother from today?

Hyeoncheol

: It doesn’t matter to me, but wouldn’t discipline be broken if other trainees see it?!

Assistant

: Only in private…

Hyeoncheol

: Do whatever you want!

Assistant

: Hehe~ Thank you. Let’s be friends from now on.

Hyeoncheol

: Yes! All right! But don’t go too far!

Assistant

: Okay, wake up!

Hyeoncheol

: Trainee No. 198 Go! Hyun! Cheol! Wake up!

Assistant

: Trainees go to the instructor’s quarters and take a hot shower, then drink beer, smoke cigarettes, and watch an interesting movie together. Do you understand?!

Hyeoncheol

: I smoked for a while, but I quit!

Assistant

: Oh my, that’s cool~ You have the best willpower. Do you have a girlfriend?

Hyeoncheol

: There was a woman I loved! But my first love did not come true!

Assistant

: Joy! I’m jealous for no reason.

Hyeoncheol

: Sorry!

Assistant

: Do you still think about that woman a lot?

Hyeoncheol

: The more I try to forget, the more I remember! But I believe that everything will be forgotten while I sweat here with my comrades!

Assistant

: Oh my, you suddenly look so handsome. Oh, you’re always handsome, right?

Hyeoncheol

: Thank you!

Assistant

: Okay, from now on, this instructor will send a fan letter to trainee number 198. Is that okay?!

Hyeoncheol

: It’s burdensome!

Assistant

: Hit the head!

Hyeoncheol

: Yes!

Assistant

: I will ask you again. Are my fan letters that burdensome?!

Hyeoncheol

: I became more burdened after hearing the instructor’s gay-like tone!

Assistant

: Ugh- I’m hurt. Black~

Hyuncheol’s words pierced the assistant’s chest like a dagger. A teaching assistant running towards the dormitory to avoid crying.

Tears welling up, I lift my head up~ I smile a little again to stop them from flowing~

It felt like I heard some sad lyrics in my ears.

As the sun was setting, the battalion commander walked around his unit and found Hyeon-cheol alone on the parade ground.

Battalion commander

: What are you doing now?

Hyeoncheol

: Trainee No. 198 Go! Hyun! Cheol! Following the instructor’s instructions, I’m sticking my head in!

Battalion commander

: Where did the instructor go?

Hyeoncheol

: I don’t know!

Battalion commander

: Uh-huh~ These bastards are missing. Hey! Gather all the instructors!

Company commanders

: Sir! Yes, Sir!

In the end, Hyeoncheol’s instructor had no choice but to be sent to a military training camp. Nevertheless, his affection and fandom for Hyeon-cheol never cooled.

Even after being assigned to his unit, his fan letters arrived addressed to Hyeoncheol every day. The content included things like respect, liking, and falling in love.

Later, Hyuncheol did not read the contents but used the backing paper to scribble on the back of the letter and play.

‘Junwoo, didn’t you receive my letter? You must be very angry, but please at least reply. I want to apologize to you.’

Hyuncheol waited endlessly for Junwoo’s reply, which never came.

〈Useless extra episode inserted after the unpleasant part 1 – ‘Trainee No. 198 Go Hyeon-cheol’ End 〉