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

Anyway, I have no choice but to respond to Chen Yayuan’s call. It can’t be helped that she seems to have already noticed my identity. If there’s any fault, it’s with the CIA headquarters that gave the script, and perhaps it was a mission that was bound to be exposed from the start. Let’s just assume that’s the case.

The real problem was who “the other person she found” was. Could it be someone among the exchange students? The most suspicious is Tikhonov from the Soviet Union, but the problem is that she’s too openly showing that she’s from the Soviet Union.

In other words, Tikhonov’s admission had the approval of the Chinese government, especially Chiang Kai-shek. I think there’s less possibility that she was called in for the same reason Chen Yayuan contacted the U.S. mentioning “China’s collapse”.

Of course, there’s a possibility that Chen Yayuan is an agent of the Chinese government, the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, or the Military Intelligence Bureau, and that Tikhonov also came to this school due to political issues involving both Chen Yayuan and the Chinese government. On the other hand, Catherine Duey from the French military is also suspicious, but the reality I’m facing is that I can’t take any action other than just being “suspicious”.

This is where the real practical experience begins. After all, I didn’t come to China to roll around with pretty girls while laughing.

Sunday, October 4th. Churchill woke up earlier than me and was sniffing my hair. I pushed her aside slightly tiredly and got up from the bed, rubbing my eyes. The reason my eyes opened later than hers naturally was because I had fallen asleep quite late last night lying in bed.

After learning that I had accidentally said Mayumi’s name during sleep talk, I was determined to definitely fall asleep later than Churchill no matter what. Our beds are separate, but not far enough that sleep talk wouldn’t be audible.

The problem was that if I fell asleep later than her, I had to forcibly endure her strange sleep talk. The weird musical tune that sounded like calling ghosts was about time to get used to, but I could never get used to the lyrics changing to even more bizarre content every day.

Although I knew from the first day… I thought she was truly a strange person.

“Could you please move away from my bed?”

“Why? Any complaints?”

“No. It’s just hard to get up when you’re holding my hair like that.”

Churchill unexpectedly complied with my words and retreated from my bed. After getting up and looking in the mirror for a moment, I casually threw a question at my roommate.

“Have you ever encountered any Chinese people since coming to this school? Well, besides that major.”

“Chiang Kai-shek at the entrance ceremony? And the soldiers around him?”

“Well, we should exclude that too.”

“There were a few who approached me. Usually kids interested in my fame.”

“What did they say when they approached?”

“I saw about three or four, one asked for an autograph, another one challenged me to a duel… the rest just light greetings? I refused the duel challenge. It gets tiresome if you accept every one of those. Why do you ask?”

“No reason. We’ve come to the middle of China, but I surprisingly haven’t had a proper conversation with any Chinese students. Since language isn’t an issue, I thought it might be interesting to meet Chinese seniors or other exchange student seniors if possible.”

“Why? Looking to find another woman to your liking? You seem to have a personality quite similar to that instructor, don’t you?”

“Hmm…”

“Well, you came to this school knowing you like women, right? Seeing as your ex was even a Japanese named ‘Mayumi’.”

“Yes, that’s right. Actually, if Zhou Lizhi wasn’t that kind of person, I had no intention of showing it.”

“I don’t have any prejudices, but honestly, don’t you think it’s a bit creepy to try to move into a two-person dormitory without saying anything when you clearly know you like women? What if you had ended up with a foreigner who hates lesbians as a roommate instead of me?”

“But it’s you anyway, isn’t it?”

I turned away from the mirror and looked at Briar Churchill.

“You don’t seem uncomfortable with lesbians, so that’s fine, right?”

“Wrong. It’s not that I’m not uncomfortable with lesbians. It’s that I have a broad enough palate to handle beautiful women.”

“That’s the same thing. Because I’m quite good-looking.”

“I also like how you act oddly expensive for someone living in the same room.”

“I’m expensive?”

I chuckled.

“No. I think I price myself cheaply. If you still haven’t bought me, it’s because the price you can pay isn’t even worth that cheap price. I’m going out for a walk again today. You should walk too instead of just rolling around in the room on weekends. There are so many good places to walk in this school.”

“Hmm… I don’t want to!”

So I left Churchill in the room and came out to the corridor. As I got on the elevator to go outside the dormitory building, I met Catherine Duey who boarded in the middle and greeted her.

As always, the French lieutenant with eyes so bright they seemed more like a doll’s than a person’s was wearing a loose brown jacket and was preparing to go out in comfortable clothes. I know she’s definitely a soldier, and on the other hand, quite an important soldier, but looking at her appearance, I think ordinary civilian clothes suit her much better than a military uniform.

“Hello, Lieutenant Duey.”

“Oh, hello! Are you going out for a walk?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Churchill, just taking a nap?”

“Whether she’s taking a nap or playing the violin, I don’t know. Then what about Colonel Tikhonov?”

“Barbie goes out early every weekend to ride a bicycle. I tried to follow her at first, but I gave up because I couldn’t keep up with that amount of exercise.”

“Barbie?”

“It’s a nickname. Don’t you have a nickname for your roommate, Shin Eun-young?”

“I think being allowed to call her Briar is enough.”

“Hmm, but I think Briar Churchill would quite like it if you suddenly called her by a nickname. Why don’t you try it once?”

“Briar is already a short enough name. It’s a name that’s difficult to give a nickname to.”

“Even so, something like Bri or Bree. Actually, the purpose of nicknames isn’t so much to call someone shortly, but to express affection.”

“Then that’s even stranger.”

The elevator reached the first floor. Lieutenant Duey and I got off the elevator at the same time and continued our conversation.

“Because I don’t have that level of affection or anything like that yet.”

“That seems a bit cold-hearted and sad…”

“By the way, where are you going, Lieutenant? Do you have plans to meet someone today?”

“It’s just morning, who would I be meeting? I’m going to pick up Barbie.”

The French lieutenant is calling the Russian colonel by a nickname. I had a feeling that the two of them got along strangely well… but this is also puzzling. Are these two really okay? France is certainly a country that still has a freer atmosphere than China, maybe even Korea. I don’t know because I’ve never been to France myself, but France was also the first country in the world to establish a communist government…

At the same time, it’s also the country that first crushed and shattered that communist government with their own hands.

The memory of the 1871 Paris Commune once colored France a bit more to the left, but now that the Russian threat has become too strong, it’s rather acting as a prison that tightens the shackles of anti-communism even more on France.

A superhuman lieutenant, of course, the French government wouldn’t be able to push her away. But precisely because she’s a superhuman, wouldn’t she be more guarded internally? Is she… really being careful enough?

Soviet spies who infiltrated through the Socialist People’s Libyan Arab Jamahiriya are daily carrying out operations to spark communist revolutions in Algeria and gain independence from France. The French government, which had been positive about decolonization in West Africa after withdrawing from East Asian colonies, was gripped by fear that European decolonization might lead to full-scale communization of Africa after the border conflict with Libya.

Even now, in Algeria, in the name of the French Republic, liberty, equality, and fraternity, the rooting out of leftist elements and illegal executions of suspicious people are rampant. Of course, this is happening under the tacit approval of the League of Nations.

“It seems you’re uncomfortable with me being close to Tikhonov.”

“Ah, well, I wouldn’t say uncomfortable to that extent, but I just find it a bit… strange.”

“In that case, I find it strange that you’re close with Major Zhou.”

“Is that so? Well, I was appointed as platoon leader after all. Of course, you as a soldier would do better than me…”

“You know, right? If I stand above Barbie in rank, it becomes awkward between us. Even if she’s an officer from an enemy country, there’s still respect for rank.”

“Well, yes. I don’t know much about the military world, but it seems that way.”

“By the way, I told you before, right? And you probably know well by now. Zhou Lizhi isn’t an ordinary woman, is she? She’s a woman with unique tastes.”

“…Well, even if you say so…”

“Have you already slept with her?”

“What?”

“Did you have sex, I mean. With Major Zhou Lizhi.”

“Ah, no.”

I stuttered slightly, surprised by the blunt question. Duey tilted her head as if puzzled and said:

“That’s late. I heard she’s not the type of woman to delay eating prey she likes. Well, no. Is it because there’s a lion watching from the side?”

“…A lion?”

“Your roommate, of course. I thought she might go berserk if you came back after staying out overnight. No matter how much of a lecher the instructor is, she probably can’t take a girl she likes to her room and let her sleep with a lion watching with wide open eyes. Huh, you’ve hit the jackpot with women, haven’t you, Platoon Leader?”