How Can a Soldier Be So Fair? (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
Dawn had barely broken, and the morning dew had not yet dried.
Though winter had long since passed, the temperature difference between day and night remained severe at the Gwang Ho Army camp on the mountainside.
As the cold from the ground seeped through her blanket, Yeon Woo, still asleep, curled up tighter and burrowed deeper under her covers.
At that moment, a pleasant voice faintly reached her ears.
“…Woo-ya.”
The gentle, echoing sound—like a whisper reverberating through a cave—slowly seeped into Yeon Woo’s ears as she slumbered.
Lulled by the soothing tone, Yeon Woo drifted deeper into her dreams.
“…Yeon Woo-ya.”
That familiar, comforting voice grew clearer, softly calling out her name.
But soon, the calm voice turned into a thunderclap, crashing sharply into Yeon Woo’s ears.
“Yeon Woo-ya!”
“Yes!”
Startled fully awake by that voice, Yeon Woo shot upright as if springing from her bed.
It was an almost reflexive response.
Hearing Yeon Woo’s voice, the speaker outside the barracks seemed reassured and spoke in a calm tone.
“Are you awake?”
There was only one person in this world who called her with such tenderness.
Yeon Woo answered with a sleepy voice, yawning repeatedly.
“Yes. Is it you, Older Brother Bi Young?”
“Yes.”
“What brings you here so early in the morning?”
“Didn’t I tell you we’d start special training today?”
“Oh.”
Yeon Woo recalled Bi Young’s words from the previous night about beginning special training.
But her body, still groggy from sleep, refused to move.
Before joining the Gwang Ho Army, waking at dawn had never been difficult for her.
However, ever since she became a trainee, she’d had to endure daily physical conditioning tailored to men’s stamina.
As a result, her unfamiliar muscles screamed in agony every morning from overuse.
Today, her body felt especially heavy—like lead—and the blanket enveloped her in warmth as comforting as a mother hen’s embrace.
Unable to resist sleep any longer, Yeon Woo’s head drooped heavily, as if weighted down.
Still hovering between dream and reality, her words trailed off.
“Can’t I sleep just a little longer…?”
“If you fail your exam and get punished by Prince Gwang Ho, what will you do?”
“…!”
At the mention of Prince Gwang Ho, Yeon Woo’s drowsy eyes snapped wide open.
Knowing Prince Geon’s stern nature, any punishment he meted out would be anything but light.
Valuing her life, Yeon Woo hastily gathered her clothes and stepped outside the barracks.
There, waiting in front of the barracks, stood Bi Young.
The chilly dawn air pierced to her bones, and Yeon Woo instinctively hugged herself tightly.
“Brrr, the morning air is truly c…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Bi Young’s coat gently settled onto her shoulders.
The lingering warmth from Bi Young’s body inside the coat melted away Yeon Woo’s chill.
Although it bore no sachet, a faint, refreshing floral scent drifted from within the coat, tickling Yeon Woo’s nose.
Pulling the coat tighter around herself, Yeon Woo asked,
“Aren’t you cold, Older Brother?”
“Not at all. Now, hold out your hands.”
When Yeon Woo extended her hands, two small, cloth-wrapped tangpa (hand warmers filled with hot water) were placed on her small, pale palms.
Yeon Woo looked puzzled.
“Why hand warmers?”
“Haven’t you always been sensitive to cold since you were little? I warmed them up for you—keep them in your pockets.”
“Goodness… It seems you know me better than I know myself.”
“I know everything about you.”
“I’ll use them well. Thank you.”
“Good. Then let’s go.”
Yeon Woo tucked the hand warmers into her pockets and followed Bi Young to begin their training.
The training ground they arrived at was a spacious, flat area with a small ditch—ideal for practice.
The two sat by the ditch to freshen up for the morning.
With the hand warmers tucked in and Bi Young’s coat wrapped around her, warmth radiated through Yeon Woo’s clothes.
As her body warmed, drowsiness crept back over her once again.
Just as Bi Young was about to speak to Yeon Woo after finishing his wash, her small, light head swayed gently—and softly rested on his shoulder.
Overcome by sleep, Yeon Woo’s head had succumbed to gravity and slipped into dreamland.
Bi Young smiled fondly at Yeon Woo’s innocent, unguarded expression.
How could even her sleeping face be this adorable?
She looked so exhausted—he wanted nothing more than to let her rest longer on his shoulder.
The training regimen, designed for adult men’s stamina, was surely overwhelming for a woman’s body.
Though the harsh regimen must have been difficult, Yeon Woo never once complained to Bi Young.
He felt both proud of her resilience and heartbroken for her hardship.
Yet, given that Yeon Woo’s stamina lagged behind the men’s—and Prince Geon was closely watching her—
with his special orders in place, her training couldn’t follow the standard regimen alone.
To compensate for her weaknesses, she needed twice the training.
That meant training while others slept, and training while others rested.
There was no time for leisure.
Bi Young softly called her name to wake her.
“Wake up, Yeon Woo-ya.”
But Yeon Woo was fast asleep and showed no signs of stirring.
Just as Bi Young reached out to gently touch her cheek to rouse her,
Yeon Woo’s head, which had been leaning on his shoulder, suddenly dipped forward.
At the same moment, an unfamiliar sensation brushed against the tip of Bi Young’s finger.
It was warm yet soft, smooth yet slightly damp.
A heartbeat too late, Bi Young realized the feeling belonged to Yeon Woo’s lips.
A tingling shiver shot through his entire body, freezing him in place.
His heart began pounding like a drum, and his blood surged erratically—an entirely new sensation he’d never experienced before.
Unable to forget that mysterious, enchanting touch, Bi Young unconsciously moved his finger again.
He gently traced his thumb over Yeon Woo’s lips.
Her lips felt like dew-kissed cherries.
A sudden thought flickered in his mind: What would it feel like to kiss those lips?
But then, Bi Young jolted awake from his unintended action and thought.
‘What on earth am I thinking? She’s Yeon Woo!’
He’d personally declared that Yeon Woo was like family to him.
Feeling this way toward family was impure.
Guilt surged through him like a tidal wave for harboring desire toward Yeon Woo—a feeling he’d only ever imagined toward a woman.
Shaking off his guilt, Bi Young nudged his shoulder slightly and loudly called out,
“Ahem! Yeon Woo, wake up! Do you plan to spend half the day washing your face?”
“Ugh!”
Yeon Woo jolted away from his shoulder, finally regaining her senses.
She seemed unaware that she’d even dozed off against him, so deeply had she slept.
“We must start special training quickly! What if Prince Gwang Ho punishes you?”
“P-Prince Gwang Ho?!”
At the mention of Prince Gwang Ho, Yeon Woo snapped wide awake once again.
Finding her startled reactions endlessly adorable, Bi Young’s lips curled into a faint smile.
“You really do wake up fast whenever Prince Gwang Ho is mentioned.”
“That lord is just too frightening…”
“He is indeed strict. Now, hurry and finish washing up. We must have breakfast—time has already slipped away.”
Prompted by Bi Young, Yeon Woo quickly finished her morning wash.
The icy cold water splashing her face banished every trace of lingering sleep.
Bi Young had already opened a food bundle he’d prepared earlier.
Inside the bundle, the lunchbox held an assortment of rare, high-quality meat dishes rarely seen in the camp.
Yeon Woo’s eyes widened at the lavish, colorful spread of side dishes.
“What are all these dishes? They don’t look like anything served by the camp.”
“It’s a lunchbox I had prepared at home—the same foods I ate to build stamina.”
Bi Young picked up a large, well-marbled rib with his chopsticks and held it toward Yeon Woo.
“You need nourishing food to properly build strength. Meat is the best for that. Open wide—ahh.”
Presented with such delicious-looking food, Yeon Woo naturally opened her mouth.
She took a big bite of the meat Bi Young offered.
Perfectly seasoned juices flooded her mouth.
She’d never tasted meat this delicious in her life.
Having quickly devoured the mouthful, Yeon Woo exclaimed in awe,
“I’ve never tasted meat this good! Thanks to you, Older Brother, I’ll regain my strength wonderfully.”
“I’ll be increasing your training intensity accordingly, so eat plenty.”
Even as his words sounded like a stern warning, his hands tenderly deboned the meat for Yeon Woo.
Though they shared no blood relation, how could he treat her with such kindness?
The gentleness he showed—something she’d never even received from her own family—touched Yeon Woo deeply.
Imagining how affectionate Bi Young would be to his future wife, given his gentle nature, was easy.
“The woman who marries you, Older Brother, must be truly blessed.”
“What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden?”
“You’re kind and handsome—how could any woman’s heart remain untouched?”
“You’re quite the flatterer.”
Bi Young dismissed her words as idle chatter.
Yet, strangely, he didn’t feel annoyed at all.
In fact, he felt rather pleased.
As he neatly slipped the deboned meat into Yeon Woo’s mouth, he said,
“I only do this because it’s you, Yeon Woo.”
His voice was as sweet as the oily meat in her mouth.
The topic of marriage having come up, Yeon Woo became curious and asked, chewing softly,
“Older Brother, aren’t you getting married? I recall you being quite popular among women, being such a fine gentleman.”
“I haven’t really thought about it. My family once tried to arrange a match, but I declined.”
“Why did you refuse? A match arranged by your father would surely be an excellent opportunity, wouldn’t it?”
“It would be. But I simply haven’t felt the urge to meet anyone in particular.”
Bi Young had never been close to any woman other than Yeon Woo.
He couldn’t easily picture another woman standing by his side.
Taking the chance while the topic was open, Bi Young casually asked in return,
“What about you, Yeon Woo? Aren’t you getting married?”
“Me?!”
The word “marriage” startled Yeon Woo.
She didn’t know why, but Old Man Bae’s face—the man she’d nearly been forced to marry—suddenly flashed in her mind.
Just recalling that dreadful face made goosebumps rise and the delicious meat she’d eaten threaten to come back up.
Shuddering, Yeon Woo forcefully banished the image from her thoughts.
“No! It seems marriage and I are simply not destined.”
Unable to understand why Yeon Woo so strongly rejected marriage, Bi Young tilted his head in confusion.
“Besides, I’m a trainee now, am I not? A trainee must give their absolute best to their duty.”
“I see. Then I, too, must devote myself fully to my duties as a training officer.”
Relieved that Bi Young dropped the subject so casually, Yeon Woo sighed inwardly in relief.
Now that he thought about it, Bi Young had never considered what kind of man Yeon Woo might marry someday.
The girl who had once seemed so young had now grown into a proper woman of marriageable age.
Yet, he couldn’t picture any other man beside her.
Why did imagining a nonexistent husband for Yeon Woo make him feel so uncomfortable?
No matter how hard he pondered, he couldn’t find the reason.
Though unmatched in martial arts, Bi Young remained utterly inexperienced in matters of the heart.
Before training began, Bi Young had been the kindest older brother imaginable—but the moment training started, he transformed into someone else entirely.
“Now, tie one sandbag to each leg.”
His gentle demeanor vanished without a trace, replaced by the stern expression of a strict training officer.
“Quick footwork is essential in real combat. Wearing these sandbags builds stamina and enables light, agile offense and defense against enemies.”
Though their weight hadn’t seemed significant when held separately, once strapped to her body, the sandbags felt remarkably heavy.
Running with sandbags was part of her usual training, so nothing seemed unusual at first.
Following Bi Young’s instructions, Yeon Woo fastened the sandbags to her legs and asked while preparing to run,
“Should I just run around the training ground now?”
“Yes—but first, put on the pigap (leather armor).”
Next, Bi Young placed a leather armor set before Yeon Woo.
Contrary to expectations, the pigap thudded heavily as it hit the ground.
Leather shouldn’t make such a sound—Yeon Woo picked it up uneasily.
Just as she feared, the armor was astonishingly heavy and rigid, as if packed with stones.
“The inside is too stiff—it feels like there are actual stones in it.”
“Of course there are. Stones are sewn inside.”
“!”
It wasn’t her imagination.
Peeking inside the pigap confirmed that stones were indeed wrapped in cloth within.
“You can’t possibly mean to run wearing this…”
Yeon Woo stared at him in disbelief, and Bi Young simply nodded.
Then, wearing a bright smile, he dropped a terrifying command.
“Wear it and run fifty laps.”
The entire dawn hours were spent running at the training grounds.
Her breath came in gasps, her lungs tight; sweat poured like a waterfall; her heart pounded as if ready to burst.
Special training continued late into the night after regular drills ended—and from then on, hellish morning and evening sessions became daily routine.
Covered in sweat and rolling in dirt all day long, Yeon Woo looked a complete mess.
Her muscles ached all over, and layers of sweat left her skin sticky and uncomfortable.
Until now, fearing her gender might be discovered, she’d only wiped herself with a damp cloth—but today, that simply wouldn’t suffice.
She needed a proper bath—just for today.
Once she confirmed everyone in the camp was asleep, Yeon Woo quietly slipped out of the barracks.
Hurrying her steps, she reached a nearby stream she’d previously scouted.
“No one’s around… right?”
After carefully checking that no one was nearby, Yeon Woo slowly began removing her clothes, layer by layer.
The thickly layered garments piled up on the ground, forming a small mound.
It was no wonder she’d been drenched in sweat—yet covering her female form had left her no choice.
As she shed her outer layers, Yeon Woo’s pale, bare skin glowed clearly in the moonlight.
Her feet dipped into the stream, causing tiny ripples to shimmer across the surface.
—Plop.
Moments later, Yeon Woo surrendered her body to the stream.
The fatigue from training seemed washed away as refreshing coolness enveloped her entire body.
“Ah… I feel alive again.”
The softly glowing moon cast an utterly mystical atmosphere, while glittering stars adorned the sky beautifully, inspiring silent awe.
Soaking in the stream, which mirrored the night sky, made her feel as if she were bathing among the heavens.
Adding to the bliss, the sweet chirping of insects soothed her ears—truly paradise on earth.
At that moment, an unwelcome sound disrupted Yeon Woo’s peaceful rest.
Footsteps—gravel crunching against gravel—approached steadily.
—Thud… thud…
The footsteps drew closer, followed by the soft rustle of clothing.
Yeon Woo swiftly hid behind a nearby rock, peeking above the water’s surface with only her eyes visible.
She watched the direction of the sound intently—and soon, the figure responsible for the footsteps appeared.
Illuminated by moonlight, the figure slowly revealed a familiar face.
“P-Prince Gwang Ho…?”
Standing there in the moon’s halo was none other than Geon, the mad tiger of Baegak Mountain—
and he was half-naked, his upper body completely bare.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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