Chapter 3

But just a couple of days into training, the regiment dropped a bombshell.

Everyone was ordered to join a mountain march, and that included the art troupe.

I stared at the notice with a frown. I really resist.

But as the monitor, there was no dodging it, and pretending to be sick wasn't going to work anymore. I just had to grit my teeth and go.

On the day of the mountain march, the soldiers of the art troupe were all dressed in neat, crisp uniforms, and I could hear their chatter from a mile away.

"Well, look who it…