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🕑 Added 2025-06-07 21:40:30 +0000 UTCChapter 37. The Supply Sergeant Learns of Her Husband’s Affair
After the weekend passed, Monday came as usual.
Waiting for the right moment, I called the supply sergeant aside right after basic PT and led her to a secluded spot.
“Um... Sergeant, there’s something I need to show you. Can we talk for a moment?”
“Yes. What is it you want to show me?”
“I was in Seoul last Saturday, and I think I happened to see someone who looked a lot like your husband. So just in case...”
“What? What do you mean? Ah...”
She looked puzzled when I said I’d seen her husband-who was supposed to be in Gangwon-do-in Seoul, but then froze when I handed her my phone.
On the screen, just over six inches wide, was a video of her husband, Kim Mansu, walking affectionately with his mistress.
The man who should have been in Gangwon-do, supposedly eating or working out with his superior, was instead entering a motel arm-in-arm with another woman. The supply sergeant’s face flushed red in an instant.
[Haah, haaang, ughhh!]
When the video ended and the audio I’d recorded outside Room 307 started to play, I saw her body begin to tremble as she struggled to suppress her anger.
‘Well, what woman could stay calm after seeing proof of her husband’s affair...’
As I was lost in thought, Master Sergeant Go Suyeon pushed the phone away with a hand that was visibly shaking.
“Th-thank you, FDO. That’s enough... Please just send those files to my phone.”
With a voice hoarse from anger, she asked me to send her the evidence, then quickly walked back into the barracks.
The last thing I saw was her voluptuous, furious back as she left-and then I didn’t see her for several days.
As soon as she learned of her husband’s affair from me, the supply sergeant returned to the office and immediately requested a half-day and a 2-night, 3-day leave.
With the battery commander, who was aware of the whole situation, quickly processing her leave, she drove straight out of the base.
After that, I didn’t see her or even get a reply to my texts until Thursday evening.
Whether she’d gone to Gangwon-do to deal with her husband or not, her house was always dark, and my messages always went unanswered.
Worried as things seemed to be heading in an unexpected direction, Friday morning finally arrived.
Coincidentally, it was also Seona noona’s duty day, and after four days, I saw the supply sergeant again.
“Oh, Sergeant, you’re here...”
“Yes. It’s been a while, FDO.”
I’d come in early, just in case, and was sitting in the admin office when Master Sergeant Go Suyeon entered in uniform.
Having just returned from three days’ leave, she looked completely fine-nothing like someone who’d just learned of her husband’s affair and taken time off.
She greeted me with her usual bright demeanor and immediately sat down to check her backlog of work.
Her attitude was 180 degrees different from what I’d expected, and a bad feeling quickly filled my mind.
‘What’s going on?... Don’t tell me things worked out with her husband?’
Unless the man I saw last Saturday wasn’t really her husband, or unless she’d gone to Gangwon-do and been sweet-talked by him, I couldn’t explain her calm attitude.
Before I knew it, the day had passed and it was almost time to go home.
She seemed cheerful, but so much so that it was uncomfortable even to start a conversation.
Because of that, I couldn’t bring myself to ask how things had gone with her husband, and the day slipped away.
Just as I was debating whether to just ask her outright about her husband’s affair, she turned from her monitor to look at me.
“FDO, can you have a drink with me tonight?”
“Uh, yes? Sure, I can.”
“Then let’s go to my place after work.”
“Uh, okay.”
Her sudden suggestion caught me off guard, but I agreed.
Once again, something unexpected was happening.
With the supply sergeant-who seemed almost overly cheerful-we stopped by the PX, bought expensive whiskey, and headed to her apartment.
The short drive to her place felt strangely awkward, and soon we parked.
Without much conversation, we headed up to her fourth-floor apartment.
There was a faint sense of sadness behind her gentle smile as I followed her inside.
It was my second visit since the time I received oral from her, and nothing much had changed.
“FDO, I have some nakji-bokkeum (spicy stir-fried octopus) I made-will that be okay for a side dish?”
“Yes, of course.”
As I nodded, she put on an apron and started cooking the octopus in a frying pan.
Soon, the spicy-sweet smell filled the apartment, but the atmosphere felt different-like something unseen was creeping closer, a sense of unease.
I figured I’d have to ask her about her husband as soon as we sat down to eat to get rid of this feeling.
Despite her telling me to just sit, I helped set the table, and soon she brought over the octopus and our second drinking session began.
After pouring whiskey into our glasses, I broached the subject.
“Um... did you have a good break?”
“Yes. Thanks to you, FDO... And I’ve decided to get a divorce from my husband.”
“What?...”
I’d only mentioned her leave, but she immediately dropped the bombshell about her divorce.
I was stunned by the suddenness, and she began to explain.
“I took the evidence you sent and went to Gangwon-do to confront my husband-well, that coward. He admitted everything and immediately asked for a mutual divorce.”
“So you just agreed right away?”
“No, not immediately. The next day I met with him and the woman he was cheating with, and...”
She sighed, full of disbelief, and then told me something I hadn’t expected.
“We even talked together, and it turns out she’s married too. So I asked her, ‘Why are you ruining someone else’s family when you have a husband?’ She said she was going to get divorced and actually begged me to hurry up and break up with my husband...”
As she recalled the memory, her anger started to show through her previously bright demeanor.
And to think, the woman cheating with the supply sergeant’s husband was married too. Maybe their sex was that good? The sergeant once said her husband was only half my size...
As I was distracted by these thoughts, she continued to recount everything that had happened over the past four days.
Her breathing grew rough and her anger more obvious as I kept refilling her glass, using the drinks as an excuse to keep her from getting too worked up.
In the end, I learned that she’d negotiated a favorable settlement: 100 million won in alimony, a division of assets, custody, and child support.
After drinking about a third of the whiskey by herself, her face flushed, she spoke up.
“So I’ve decided! Now that I’m single, I’m going to enjoy life as much as that bastard did.”
Bang! Slide!
With that, she suddenly slammed the table and stood up.
Jiggle!
Her luscious breasts bounced up and down, catching my eye, but what really shocked me was what she did next.
Slide, slip, toss...
She walked around the table and, without a word, took off her top right in front of me.
As her shirt hit the floor, her black bra, overflowing with her ample chest, filled my vision.
