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[General] Oh, Yuk-jin is eating! hahahahahaha
<Capturing Eugene putting a piece of snack into her mouth>
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Kyaaaah! I have to try it once! Kyaaaah! I have to try it once! Kyaaaah! I have to try it once! Kyaaaah! I have to try it once! Infinite repetition www
Breaking News) Eugene’s face is turning bright red
Breaking News) Eugene “Kyaaaah!” mouth reaction www
Types that seek out suffering! hahahahahaha
At first, I thought I could endure it, so I stalled for 30 seconds, but that was a mistake! www
Bingoo just ate it in the end! hahahahahaha
Honest opinion) Yuk-jin with a lisp is super cute!
Breaking News) She’s stuffing ice cream into her mouth while holding a milk carton with her tail!
The girl who seems like she could patch up a bullet wound is losing it over a tiny piece of snack!
───Crunch!
“…”
I chew and taste.
The first thing I felt was not just the spiciness but a sense of bitterness. As soon as I bit down, it crumbled into small pieces and mixed with my saliva, becoming a sticky liquid. I tried to savor the flavor, but it didn’t taste good, and my tongue started to tingle a bit.
Everyone, except Harmony, looked at me with expectant, envious, and excited eyes. However, my focus wasn’t on them. The only one I was staring at was the first participant, whose face was already bright red, constantly pressing ice cream against her tongue.
Her eyes seemed to say, “You’re in big trouble now.”
And at that moment, the hellfire scattered throughout my mouth ignited simultaneously.
“Ugh…!”
“Ow, it’s here. It’s here.”
“Teacher! Spit it out, spit it out! Eww!”
“Hey, it’s not like I’m teaching kindergarten here…”
My tongue felt like it was burning. But this was just the beginning. My breath quickened, and saliva was pouring out. Of course, since it was a liquid mixed with the one chip, it was only a matter of time before my whole mouth was on fire.
The drone camera was broadcasting my face, which had already turned bright red. Of course, I couldn’t look for long. I was caught up in the thought of whether I should swallow or spit it out, closing my eyes tightly. I could feel my tail instinctively flailing in the air.
As I drifted between eternity and a moment, the stopwatch hit 30 seconds.
“Kyahhh—!”
“Wow, that was a long hold.”
“Milk! Give me milk! Ice cream is here!”
The liquefied black flames were dumped into the bucket.
In my haste to drink the milk, my clothes got a bit wet, but I didn’t care about that. My face was burning. As I swished the drink in my mouth, the drone camera once again showed the scene currently being broadcast. The tips of my pointed ears were glowing a bright red, reminiscent of a persimmon. Of course, my face wasn’t any different.
Covering my face with both hands, I let out another scream. I had no idea how this was appearing on the broadcast, but in any case, it didn’t look good. It felt like my mouth was being ground in a grinder. My tongue was already twisted, making it hard to articulate.
“Ah, my tongue! It hurts so much!”
“Have some ice cream! Quickly!”
“Wow. I just beat the one who came in first at the Final Championship…”
“Didn’t they say if you can hold it for 5 minutes, the challenge is a success? If I hold it for 5 minutes, does that mean I’ve beaten Yujin?”
“Good luck with that.”
It hurt just like the time I broke my leg when I landed after escaping from the fifth floor!
Holding the vanilla ice cream in my mouth and chugging the milk, the burning sensation in my mouth finally subsided, but the moment I swallowed, my entire mouth ignited again. I wondered if this was what it felt like to swallow napalm. And while I calmed my mouth down, one entire 2.3L milk carton was annihilated.
My stomach felt bloated.
I slumped into a chair.
Of course, I also made a bluffing remark.
“Heh, it’s not that spicy!”
Naturally, none of it was taken seriously.
Moreover, the fact that my tail was trembling like a rattlesnake made me rush to check part of the video I had just recorded, where I could see myself sprawled on the floor screaming in all sorts of ways, while my tail was trembling. In some sense, I might consider it a useless new habit I had learned.
But I certainly didn’t want to know about that.
“Ugh, the spiciness keeps coming up.”
“Didn’t you just say it wasn’t that spicy about 3 seconds ago?”
“Hey, it really isn’t that spicy. You all can eat it as a nutritious snack, right?”
Originally, people should be shameless.
Anyway, my turn had ended, and now it was time to start distinguishing between the experienced and inexperienced by placing Harmony on my lap. As each victim increased, the viewers became more excited, typing away until the chat was worn out.
In particular, among those who came here, Hodduk, with her impressive size, endured the spiciness with her massive body, becoming one of the few who barely lasted 5 minutes. Of course, since she didn’t put the entire chip in her mouth and chew it, it couldn’t be considered a proper One Chip Challenge.
But what did that even matter?
“So when are you going to give me the box for coming in first? Can I take that home tomorrow?”
“Yujin, I’ll just push Hodduk’s car and come back.”
“I wonder if she’ll actually get pushed.”
Anyway, it was time to give out the prizes.
I removed the Icarus Gear that was strapped to my wrist—of course, the genuine article was safely kept in my room—and lightly placed it on Hodduk’s left wrist. I gave her the watch, but if she kept wearing the same thing on her left hand, she’d definitely react to it.
Since I hadn’t used the watch even once since unboxing it last time, it was still in pristine condition. I also included the charger that came with it as a gift.
“Sadly, I did open it once during the last unboxing. I should have given you one that I hadn’t touched…”
“Oh, it’s fine. Speaking of which, isn’t that the video where you broke the lock with the axe you received as a gift? It has over 10 million views, that’s amazing.”
“…Oh dear.”
You reap what you sow.
But I didn’t intend to stop sowing anytime soon, and with that, the last content for today was a review of the tomahawk that I was still using at home.
Thus, this New Year’s party came to a lively conclusion.
“Cough, let me go…!”
“You wanted this, right? Go to sleep well.”
“Goodnight, Yerin. I’ll stick close behind Yujin unni while I sleep.”
“Now’s the chance to swap seats… Ugh!”
Of course, Dais too was reaping what she had sown.
Dais got all the hugs she wanted that day.
[ENCRYPTED: Briefing begins now.]
[ENCRYPTED: Through Operation North Sphere, Caduceus, and Apollyon, we successfully eliminated most of Russia’s remaining influence in Connecticut, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, and New Hampshire. However, this resulted in all remaining forces coalescing in Portland, Maine, which can be considered the last bastion.]
[ENCRYPTED: Furthermore, according to the remaining British intelligence, it has been confirmed that two secretively constructed Sturm-class aircraft carriers have crossed the North Atlantic and are nearing Newfoundland. It is presumed they plan to join the Kuznetsov-class aircraft carriers located in Maine to regain influence in North America.]
[ENCRYPTED: The current goal of HQ is to gather any information from the entire coastline of Maine, designated as a Class 1 danger zone. McKenzie, the northeastern branch head, is struggling to activate the information network in Connecticut, but it is challenging to ascertain the exact situation.]
[ENCRYPTED: As of the time of this briefing, all remaining distress signals in Maine have converged to zero. Treat everyone as an enemy. Naturally, unlimited slaughter is permitted for this operation as well.]
[ENCRYPTED: You will be dropped off in Belfast, Maine, via a Columbia-class submarine. Find out what has happened around Augusta, Brunswick, and Portland… As long as buildings are used as bases, even unmanned reconnaissance drones like Sentinels cannot ascertain where and what situation is occurring.]
[ENCRYPTED: That is all. It will be quite a long journey, so be careful. Good luck on your journey.]
“...Is this my first time hearing this briefing again?”
After everyone had left, I lay on my bed and checked the initial briefing of Operation Bluefield projected by the Icarus Gear.
It was comical that a squad-level operation was being overseen by just about ten people, but at this point, the number of people we had killed was equivalent to two entire divisions, and the value of the watch on my wrist was about 1/20 of the entire budget of the U.S. Army.
Anyway, returning to the memories, they came flooding back. As I remembered, after landing in Belfast, I accessed Augusta’s network and completely took over a Russian command post located roughly ten kilometers away.
Of course, that wasn’t all; I even hijacked the internal encryption network and IFF codes. However, I left the Augusta command post untouched. I didn’t know what might happen when that base got destroyed, and how the aircraft carriers in Portland would move.
After that, it was simple.
After infiltrating the upper deck of a Russian transport plane going between Augusta Airport and Portland Airport, we immediately penetrated deep into enemy territory.
At that point, we had planned our escape, and after making all aircraft fire Granite anti-ship missiles at each other, the Columbia-class submarine that delivered us back to Belfast launched an SLBM above Portland.
Thus, while the southern part of Maine was enveloped in an electromagnetic pulse, fortunately, we found several classic cars while searching Portland and moved to the lighthouse, our escape point, where we safely boarded the submarine.
Operation Bluefield was roughly what I remembered.
I quickly typed and added it to the group chat with Logan, Laurentina, and Owens. In an instant, the number next to the message disappeared. Of course, the senior officer initially struggled, but since Logan had forcibly pulled out the zip code and told me, participation was half a done deal.
It wasn’t possible to send the file immediately due to its massive size, but since everyone was clever folks, they could recall what had happened back then immediately.
Then came the follow-up remarks.
[Logan: Should we just do what we did last time?]
[Owens: We’re a bit short on people.]
[Laurentina: Last time’s North Sphere operation succeeded with surprisingly few people, so I don’t think this will be a big problem either! XD]
[Laurentina: Plus, I think the two youngest will bring a couple more!]
[Eugene: You have a great sense of observation!]
In the end, it seemed it was time to include Dais and Harmony in this grand scenario.
Of course, Harmony had already done it several times.
Anyway, I would be the one to initiate the operation. I was the one to prepare the stage. All that was left was to call a few people who would help with the staging, and I knew exactly who the right person for that was.
I manipulated the Icarus Gear a few times and accessed the contacts list. Scrolling down, I found the list related to Icarus—however, it wasn’t for the branches or headquarters but for the people I had met in the basement of Two Bridges last time.
No specific requests were necessary.
After typing a few words and sending them, just a few seconds passed.
That was it.
It was time to kick things off for real.