Chapter 383 The New Instructor


    Sylvia''s POV:


    Just like at school, the army also had morning exercises, and we would all gather at the training


    ground at five o''clock in the morning.


    Since Flora went to bed earlyst night, she got up earlier than me today and went to the canteen to


    get breakfast.


    After freshening up in the bathroom, I found that Flora was eating her third sandwich.


    I couldn''t help but frown slightly. Could she keep eating like this? She would probably get


    overweight and fail the fitness test if she kept this up.


    So I confiscated the rest of her breakfast and ate them myself.


    She had bought a lot of food, so even though I only had her leftovers, I ended up too full.


    I burped all the way to the training ground. There, we found Harry.


    Thankfully, he carried indigestion pills with him.


    I didn''t feel better until I took two.


    But Harry never had a stomach problem, so why would he have those pills with him in the first


    ce? I was perplexed.


    Only in that moment did I realize that all my friends were acting weirdlytely.


    I also noticed only then that Harry had shaved his hair. Standing side by side, he and Flora looked


    like fraternal twins.


    Harry touched his head and then touched Flora''s.


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    "Your head is a lot rounder than mine."


    "Woah, really?" Flora stretched out her hand to check for herself.


    The two of them began to discuss heatedly,paring whose head was rounder.


    Many soldiers had gathered on the training grounds by then, and they were training in different


    groups. We heard loud and clear voices, one after another.


    I looked around, looking for our missing team member. Warren was still in the hospital and couldn''t


    participate in the team training for the time being, so I was looking for someone else.


    Sure enough, the quiet John was standing in the distance, looking at us quietly. He looked like a fish


    out of water amidst the lively atmosphere.


    This reminded me of the time when I was the ck sheep of the pack.


    After hesitating for a while, I trotted over to him and asked, "Have you gotten used to things here


    yet?"


    John nodded politely. "Sort of."


    Then he turned his face away and said nothing more. I scratched my head, feeling a little


    embarrassed. Not knowing what to say, I coughed, trying to break the silence.


    But the silence won in the end. After standing around awkwardly for a while, I jogged over back to


    Flora and Harry.


    By then, Flora and Harry had given up onparing who had a rounder head and were staring at


    my curiously.


    "What''s with the weird look?" I asked helplessly.


    "What did you say to John?" Flora leaned over and whispered, "You know what? John''s way too


    cold. I ran into him on the way here and greeted him, but he just ignored me."


    "Maybe it''s because he doesn''t know you well," I said, mulling it over. "Some werewolves are just


    like that, I guess. Warren acted simrly in the beginning. Back when we weren''t friends yet, he


    didn''t even look at us. Only when we became close did he change."


    At the mention of Warren''s name, Flora was suddenly disinterested. She nudged Harry and asked,


    "Isn''t John your roommate? Why haven''t you gotten to know him yet?"


    Unexpectedly, Harry''s reaction was quite violent. He red at Flora and shouted, "I don''t know


    whatyou''re talking about! I''m not his roommate!"


    With a puzzled look on her face, Flora asked, "Don''t the male team members share a room? There


    are four beds per room."


    Harry jutted out his chin proudly. "I applied to live alone."


    "Seriously? But why? Isn''t it a lot more fun to live with other werewolves?" Flora poked him.


    "Oh, just drop it, will you? I wouldn''t want to live with him anyway!" Harry covered his ears, drowning


    out our questions.


    "Answer me, Harry! Don''t you look up to Warren? Now that you finally have the chance to get close


    to him, how could you give it up?"


    "Who said I look up to Warren? Just drop it or I''ll disown you!"


    I pursed my lips, feeling that something was off. Harry was extremely outgoing and liked making


    friends. He preferred being surrounded by lively werewolves and was the sort who would get lonely


    easily. So why would he apply to live alone?


    Just as I was about to ask, Jerome, the instructor in charge of our training, showed up.