So instructors dining in the distance took notice.
"No wonder there was an incident last year. The beauty of New dia Institute’s won definitely represents the highest standard of Hilly University’s female students."
"Tsk, chasing boys on the second day of school."
"Look, that hair could be in a comrcial."
"The one with short hair is the most enduring."
"Captain, these three are from your platoon."
Dallas Taylor didn’t need to look up to know which three, and directly scolded, "Eat! Feeling itchy?"
The discussion abruptly ceased.
The instructor opposite Dallas Taylor laughed, teasing, "Saying a few words is harmless. Captain, you’re definitely the topic terminator."
Dallas Taylor, without looking up, picked up a bun beside him and accurately stuffed it into the other instructor’s mouth.
After a mont of silence—
The instructors burst into laughter.
——
Mia Ginger and Blair Chester weren’t talkative people.
They quickly finished eating.
With the lessons of the morning fresh in mind, each bought a bottle of water at the canteen counter. As they walked to the military training site, they swiftly unbuckled their belts and took off their camouflage jackets, draping them over their arms.
When they arrived, they joined the other girls from the ninth platoon.
The instructors appeared in sight from a distance.
Mia Ginger’s heart skipped a beat, she quickly raised her hand and called, "Everyone, gather."
The other platoons were already in formation, but their platoon was still a ss due to being late for lunch.
Imagine if King Yama saw this.
The girls naturally shared her concern, and soon, they stood in the sa formation as they did in the morning.
"At ease!"
"Attention!"
"Look to the right—complete!"
"Look forward—complete!"
Mia Ginger repeated the commands like an imitation, and stationed herself in the ranks ten seconds before Dallas approached for inspection.
"Everyone, turn left!"
"At ease!"
"Attention!"
"First platoon—count off!"
Main Instructor Dallas Taylor emotionlessly organized the platoon, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone.
Settled on Mia Ginger.
She was in the center of the front row, with a fair and pretty face, very conspicuous.
"Attention entire platoon, spread out in exercise formation."
"At ease!"
Dallas shifted his gaze away, crisply issuing commands, and stepped up to her, speaking in a deep voice, "Repeat the third rule I ntioned this morning."
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Mia Ginger raised her eyes to glance at him, slightly confused, frowning in thought, "Third, during military training, no phones are allowed on the training field, nor jewelry. Best not to use makeup..."
She paused midway through her sentence.
Dallas’s gaze fell on her neck, a hand reached out, palm up, stopping next to her.
Everyone nearby turned their heads.
Mia Ginger was wearing a hand-woven black thin string around her neck, evidently carrying a pendant.
The pendant given by Koa Jackson, which she forgot to remove.
Mia Ginger belatedly realized, didn’t move, and raised her eyes to look at the man with a cold face.
"Taking my words as wind beside the ear?"
"No, sir."
"Take it off."
"..." Mia Ginger fell silent.
After a mont, her slender fingers touched it, clutched the pendant with one hand, and removed it.
Holding it in her palm.
Dallas’s hand remained flat beside her, seeing her stubbornness, his thick dark brows tightly knitted, "Give it to ."
"No, sir."
Mia Ginger couldn’t understand his intentions, if he took it and threw it away, her voice stiffened.
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