Since I'm Born in a Guideverse - Chapter 9
“Shall we start with obstacle avoidance?”
I’d heard of obstacle courses, but I’d never heard of obstacle avoidance.
The name looked uninspired, but I decided they probably didn’t care much about naming.
“Sister, it’s going to be really tough on your first day…”
As everyone else stood up, I did as well.
Simultaneously, Min Woojin smirked and expressed worry that sounded more like ridicule.
Despite his claim to be concerned, it appeared like he was ridiculing me.
“It’s just basic training. Is it really that difficult?”
Just in case, I inquired.
“It’s quite difficult. At first glance, you appear feeble, sister. I won’t aid you if you collapse halfway.”
Min Woojin had started the conversation and established the tone.
I had no intention of relying on anyone for assistance, so I simply agreed with a nod.
We all went outside to practice obstacle avoidance.
The scorching sun beat down on us.
Panting breaths could be heard from all directions.
We’d just traversed a man-made ice patch and dodged enormous rolling snowballs, but everyone seemed fatigued and gasping for oxygen.
Why are they struggling so hard in basic training?
Maybe everyone is having a bad day today.
“Si-sister! Wait, puff… Slow down a little!”
Is he also in a bad mood?
He was hollering from behind me, requesting that I slow down, as if he had a stomachache or something.
“If you run too fast, sister… it affects… everyone behind you!”
I was, in fact, at the front.
The next hurdle emerged based on the first person to pass, thus others who hadn’t yet crossed the cold route were met with an extra trap as a result.
Considering the kids behind me, perhaps everyone was sprinting slowly on purpose.
That makes perfect sense.
My strongest suit was long-distance running, so I immediately moved to the front without realizing it.
It was owing to my mother’s early training, which required me to run for nearly two hours every time I performed something.
Curious, I turned around to see what was going on behind me.
The first thing I noticed was a man who had fallen and vomited at the same time.
Better to maintain my focus.
I immediately rushed towards the next hurdle after deciding to gaze ahead.
As I approached a specific point, a sensor activated, and the next obstacle appeared.
“Ah! Why are people so careless?”
The shriek came from behind Min Woojin.
Sharp wooden swords began to fall from the sky.
They appeared to be as dangerous as actual swords, although it appeared that they were just used for training.
I quickly grabbed one of the wooden swords and deflected the others.
“I give my best in everything.”
I said it without hesitation, even if it was a lie.
In actuality, I merely did my best in the tasks at hand.
As a public servant with superhuman skills, this training was my responsibility, so I was merely being conscientious.
I had to train hard if I wanted to survive in the field, right?
During training, I learned not to be complacent or overly considerate.
“Hey, you’ll get dust in your mouth.”
When I returned my gaze to Min Woojin, he was holding a small snowball on his head and gaping at me, his mouth wide agape.
We were instructed to block the wooden swords with snowballs.
These minor nuances, in fact, underlined the experience gap between the existing members and myself.
Simultaneously, I felt relieved that I could maintain up to this level in basic training.
“Fuck it! How can someone who appears frail have such stamina!”
Min Woojin’s voice rang out from behind him.
Why does he continually tell me I’m frail?
Even the receptionists yesterday… Do I truly appear to be that frail?
Because my training at home was more difficult, I came in first.
“Wow, we’ve got a real gem here.”
The training officer approached me with a beaming smile as I passed the finish line.
“I was worried you might fall behind because of your late awakening, but at this rate, you’ll be ready for field missions soon.”
It’s fantastic that a Guide was required.
He seemed happy, and he was presumably planning to put me to work.
Are there really so few guides?
I decided to inquire while waiting for others to finish.
“Are Guides really in such short supply?”
“Yes, not only are there fewer Guides than Espers in terms of awakening numbers, but also, if a Guide is injured in the field, they need to take a break until they recover.”
The Guides who became involved in Yoon Hamin’s rage did, in fact, suffer shattered limbs and other injuries.
I’ve heard they’re still in the hospital.
I was fortunate to escape unhurt in comparison to them, thanks to Yoon Hamin acting as a cushion.
“Because there are only so many healing Espers, if you’re low on the list, you’re stuck in the hospital. Espers, thankfully, recovers rapidly.”
The training officer grinned and went away.
At the same time, the others began crossing the finish line.
Min Woojin, who arrived shortly after me, was hunched over, clutching his knees and gasping for air.
He didn’t appear to have been taking training seriously until lately.
Min Woojin raised his head swiftly and stared at me.
I inquired, intrigued by his intense stare.
“Be truthful. You Awakened late. Did you transfer from another branch?”
While questioning, Min Woojin grabbed a towel and cleaned his sweat-drenched face.
“No, I’m a Seoul native.”
Though I have no recollection of anything before the age of nine due to an accident, I have always been from Seoul.
I even went to university in Seoul, so I didn’t need to reside anywhere else.
“The training we just completed simulates the unexpected situations that may arise inside a Gate. It’s intended to help humans survive in ever-changing circumstances.”
The training officer described the aim of the practice once all of the Guides had finished.
That made perfect sense.
It was a very hands-on training session.
The morning workout was over.
The training was time-based.
A system in which you had to work a certain number of hours every week.
It was acceptable to train for longer than the allotted period, but failing to meet the required hours would result in a reduction in your monthly wage for that month.
“Do they pay more if you train a lot?”
Min Woo Jin, who had been following me around, let out a doubtful giggle as I said this to myself while choosing a menu at the cafeteria.
“Wouldn’t they? Nobody trains longer than the allotted time.”
I considered increasing my training to catch up because I started late.
However, learning that they would not pay extra immediately tempered my enthusiasm.
“But why are you following me?”
Min Woo Jin, who didn’t appear to like me, had been following me since training ended and had even visited the cafeteria.
As he hovered around me, it sounded strange to pretend he was simply here for lunch.
“…Sister, you have no friends here. I’m only trying to take care of you.”
He’s making me laugh.
You were the one who raised the issue of not assisting anyone who collapsed during training.
I simply ignored him, believing he was still attempting to assert his power over me.
It was as unimportant to me as noticing a spider on the bathroom ceiling.
But, more crucially, I couldn’t decide whether to eat cheonggukjang or cheddar pork cutlet.
I generally like Korean food, but I thought a change to Western food could be pleasant today.
“But sister, are you really a guide?”
Okay, I’ve made my decision.
Today, I’m going to get the cheddar pork cutlet.
It’s time to take a break.
I’d just printed the meal ticket, which included an extra dish of rice.
Min Woo Jin suddenly chose to fight again.
“I didn’t think I was one, but the test results say I am a guide.”
I proceeded to the Western Food Department and waited in line.
The arrangement here appeared to be a hybrid of a highway rest station and a college cafeteria.
“You don’t really seem like a guide, considering your physical specs…”
Min Woo Jin, who was standing behind me in line, likewise appeared to have picked Western food.
He mumbled something, but I couldn’t make it out over the din.
While waiting in line, I saw that the cafeteria looked like a cross between a rest station and a university dining hall, but the size was incomparable.
Everything is so vast and wide here.
They must have a lot of money.
That makes sense.
They are in the business of saving people’s lives.
“Stop sparking, you crazy jerk! Because of the static electricity, I can’t pick up my chopsticks or spoon!”
“You should be melting some ice, you brat! My cheonggukjang is completely frozen!”
“Exactly, who the hell brought in something that smells so bad?!”
“What’s with this guy?”
It appears that starting with shouting is the norm here.