He needs to get a better job.

So, when Abel went to school the next day, he jumped onto the bus.

"Cain, a participant of today's entrance test?"

"Yes, Sir."

What else can he do best?

"The first test is marksmanship. You're on the first batch, so take your rifle and join the line there."

The field buzzed with chatters. Several men sat in the shade, talking and laughing.

"Major General Kim, you're here again? The boss loves you so much, huh?"

"Hahahah, why would I enjoy my morning coffee staring at my desk when I can watch a bunch of newbies trying to get into the military, right?"

"You're one arrogant special ops punk — but I really do think the desk is more attractive!"

The men laughed again.

"Participant number 1, Cain, please step into the field."

Cain took a deep breath.

"Take your aim! Ready — fire!"

Gunshots rang through the air.

Everyone fell silent.

10 shots under 5 seconds?

And they were all... headshots?

Major General Kim dropped his cup.

"Who's that kid?"

"I-I think his name is Cain," the other men muttered, still in disbelief.

"Bring him to me. He'll join the special forces."

The bell rang.

Abel slung his bag across his shoulder.

"Abel, are you going to tonight's game?"

"I'll skip this week's — my brother's visiting!"

He ran to the courtyard. It's been two semesters since they met.

He glanced at his phone.

The corridor at the back of the library.

That must be here—

His eyes widened.

Cain leaned against the wall, wearing a full tactical suit and tall black boots. Do special forces always wear that uniform?

He looked really cool!

Cain tilted his head, staring at his wide-eyed, open-mouthed brother.

"You know you looked like the dumbest person I've ever seen?"

"... you really got into the special forces...?"

"You thought I was lying? How was university so far?"

"I maintained my 4.0 GPA, am involved in 3 clubs — president of one — writing four research papers, won five awards, and got into five research labs."

"Good, keep it up."

But it seems like Cain's words went into Abel's left ear and out his right ear.

Because the next year — Abel dropped out and enlisted for the military.

"Brother, I think your uniform's cool, and I decide to enlist," is all he wrote to Cain.

Cain read it during one of his team's jump operations — and almost got hit by a grenade.

If only Major General Kim had allowed him to take another break, he would have sent Abel to the ICU that day.

Actually, maybe he better did.

Abel was very bright. He's good at running, creative in tactics, never ran out of energy, and would bend backwards to save his friends — even if they were just in a simulation.

But maybe that's also the problem — he was too gifted in some aspects that he'd be an idiot in others.

And after leading a huge brawl in the compound, Abel could forget about ever getting promoted to Corporal.

"Due to the repeat offense and the severity of the case, the court hereby sentences Abel to 2 years of prison."

"Can't you sentence me to life in prison instead?"

"No. Court adjourned."

Abel stared at the floor.

If he can't reenlist, return to college, or get free accommodation for life in prison...

what should he do?

His eyes lit up.

*Priesthood! *

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