Descent of the Demon Master

irst, is it…'

This problem required Kang Jin-Ho's serious consideration.
To uphold Sister Yi's wish, Kang Jin-Ho had to become more approachable, after all.

“Thanks for telling me, Jae-Hwan.”

“No, I should be thanking you, sir.”

“Next time, don't hesitate and tell us if you're not feeling well, okay? Why do you think our squad commander worked hard to eliminate all irregularities in our squad? It's to make your lives easier.
In that case, why would you try to hide your illness?”

“I'm really sorry, sir.” Jang Jae-Hwan quietly wiped away the hints of tears near his eyes.

The saddest thing during military service was being sick.
That was because you couldn't freely reveal your poor condition to the higher-ups.
The current regulations were designed to be more considerate toward soldiers with illnesses, but the reality wasn't so kind.
No senior soldier would be happy about having their workload increase because one of their juniors was sick.
Such a situation would inevitably lead to some level of hostility brewing toward the sick soldier.
No wonder many junior soldiers often held back on revealing their poor condition to the others.

Kang Jin-Ho inhaled a lungful of gray cigarette smoke before continuing, “Our squad won't face issues just because you are not around to pull your weight, Jae-Hwan.
This is precisely why we set up the rule of everyone performing their assigned duties.”

“I hadn't thought that far ahead, sir.”

“…As long as you understand now.” Kang Jin-Ho leaned back on the bench and ended his sermon there.
He had never been a talkative person, wasn't he? What Jang Jae-Hwan had noted earlier was true.
He finished his cigarette, then got up from the bench, prompting Jang Jae-Hwan to follow suit and stand up.

Kang Jin-Ho stopped him.
“It's fine.
Stay and finish your smoke.
I have some other things to attend to, anyway.”

“Understood, sir.”

Kang Jin-Ho wordlessly waved and turned around, his steps taking him back to the barracks.

Jang Jae-Hwan stared at Kang Jin-Ho's back and realized something.

'It's…
massive.'

Kang Jin-Hi was a truly strong person.
Of course, Jang Jae-Hwan already knew that.
Living together under one roof was enough to learn that simple fact.
However, moments like this still freshly reminded him—reminded him that Kang Jin-Ho had been looking after not just Jang Jae-Hwan, but the entire squad.

“Maybe I should grow up and stop whining…”

Jang Jae-Hwan wasn't an idiot blind to the truth.
Because Kang Jin-Ho was here, he and the other privates were free from all sorts of underhanded irregularities and abuse.
How could he not see the truth when his mates in the other squads were going through all kinds of hell trying to meet the nonsensical demands of their heartless seniors?

Jang Jae-Hwan had gained a renewed appreciation of how much Kang Jin-Ho thought about his juniors.

“Ah, by the way…” Kang Jin-Ho suddenly stopped and turned toward Jang Jae-Hwan for some reason.

“Sir?”

“Once you recover, don't forget to wash the blanket you've been using.”

“Yes, sir…”

“The others might catch your cold.” Kang Jin-Ho left behind those words and disappeared beyond the doorway.

Jang Jae-Hwan silently stared at the heavens above.

'Huh.
I guess there are no perfect human beings, after all.'

***

Kang Jin-Ho couldn't get rid of this sour taste in his mouth.

'So…
People find it difficult to approach or talk to me, is that it?'

This was so strange.
Kang Jin-Ho hadn't inconvenienced anyone, nor had he caused them harm, so why did they find him so unapproachable?

“Hmm…”

This could potentially mean someone in his squad was going through a hard time but was unable to talk about it in the open.

'Right, she told me to approach first.'

Sister Yi told him to become someone who would reach out first.
In that case, he shouldn't passively wait for others to ask for help as he had done until now.
He had to be more proactive.
Perhaps, that could be the answer he was looking for.

'I don't know how to make myself more…
approachable, after all.'

He figured being more proactive was the easier way for him.
Just as he finished making up his mind, though, Kang Jin-Ho realized that an unexpected acquaintance had been sitting next to him all along.
He cocked an eyebrow and stared at Ju Yeong-Gi.
“You seem to have lost some weight, Yeong-Gi.”

“You think so?”

Kang Jin-Ho quietly observed Ju Yeong-Gi's state.
Never mind losing weight; the term 'skeletal' might be a better description for him at this stage.

Ju Yeong-Gi used to blur the boundary between 'well-rounded' and 'chubby' back in the boot camp, but now, he was even gaunter than an average person.

Kang Jin-Ho narrowed his eyes.
“Did something happen to you?”

“…Nah, not really.” Ju Yeong-Gi waved his hand dismissively, but the deep creases in his forehead said otherwise.
His skin was visibly rough, while large dark circles were drooping below his eyes.

Kang Jin-Ho's eyes narrowed some more.

'It's not as simple as losing weight, is it?'

He used to think Ju Yeong-Gi was a bit overweight and that the disciplined lifestyle was helping out with the weight loss.
Now that he had taken another look, though…
That didn't seem to be the case at all.

'…Why haven't I noticed this before?'

Ju Yeong-Gi was one of the few acquaintances Kang Jin-Ho had made after enlisting.
Although he might not be close enough with the former to call him a friend, there was no denying the fact that Ju Yeong-Gi was among the handful of people in the military Kang Jin-Ho felt comfortable enough to talk freely like this.
Yet, he still failed to notice the change in such a person until now…

'This is well beyond the level of disinterest…'

Kang Jin-Ho sighed under his breath, thinking that he deserved to be called a blind fool or something even worse.

He acknowledged his crippling and severe lack of interest in other people.
However, this seemed way too excessive even by his own standards.
He suddenly understood, at least a little more than before, why Sister Yi wanted him to become a person capable of reaching out to other people.
She had been looking after many frail children during her life, so it had to be easy for her to see that Kang Jin-Ho resembled an unfriendly hedgehog who didn't welcome any strangers into his world.

“Yeong-Gi, you don't look so good.”

“We're in the military, man.
No need to look good all the time, right? Don't worry about me, Jin-Ho.”

“It seems a lot worse than that, Yeong-Gi.”

“Argh, I told you, I'm fine!” Ju Yeong-Gi shot up to his feet and walked away in a hurry.

That unexpectedly prickly reaction only frustrated Kang Jin-Ho even further.

'Something is definitely going on here…'

Kang Jin-Ho's glare sharpened as his eyes became withdrawn.

***

Night had fallen…

Sometime after the evening roll call was finished and the lights went off for the night, Kang Jin-Ho slowly opened his eyes.
He got up from his bedding, put on his shoes, and silently headed outside the living quarter.

“Sir? Where are you going?” The night watch noticed Kang Jin-Ho and asked.

“I'm off to the bathroom.”

“I see.
Take care.”

After successfully coming up with a random excuse and convincing the guard, Kang Jin-Ho headed to living quarter no.1.
It was located on the opposite side to Kang Jin-Ho's no.5 building, yet no one tried to stop him.

'He's not here…'

Kang Jin-Ho's eyes narrowed to slits after confirming the situation.

He had already asked around earlier in the day, and it seemed that no one was tormenting or bullying Ju Yeong-Gi during the daytime.
Which meant either something was happening to him during the night or his family was experiencing some trouble back home.

Sure enough, Ju Yeong-Gi was nowhere to be seen in his living quarter.
However, he wasn't the only one.
Kang Jin-Ho confirmed that there were also several other unoccupied beddings within the 1st Squad.

'Where could they be?'

Kang Jin-Ho quickly exited the building.