"Ugh, well, at least I'm alive, so I get to meet Dalin as my recruit."

It's definitely better than dying without even meeting her. Rolling around in a pile of dog crap is still better than dying.

It felt so strange to think that Dalin, who everyone saw as me in the original story, was now a recruit under my watch.

‘She’s so much like me…’

...No matter how much I thought about it, it pissed me off to think that I was similar to such a disaster of a recruit. But for now, Dalin hadn’t done anything wrong to me directly.

Right, it wouldn’t be right to hold a grudge against Dalin just because of the original story…

‘…But didn’t she start by saying ‘Hello’ the moment she came in?’

The fact that Dalin was a walking disaster was confirmed in my eyes. XX.

***

I decided to calm myself and start mentoring Dalin step by step.

When I first saw Dalin’s innocent face, my blood pressure spiked. This must have been how the senior soldiers felt when they first saw Patty and Matty.

Dalin unpacked her things following Benny’s guidance and had a meal with her. My intent was to minimize my blood pressure rise caused by Dalin’s presence.

But now, the real time had come—I had to take charge of Dalin’s training.

“Hey, run!”

“Huff, huff, I can’t do it…”@@novelbin@@

“You can! I said you can!”

“When will it end…”

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