Early the m.

  Following breakfast at the hospital, Kyle ged into a fresh officer's uniform sent by Joseph. The uniform featured a Sed Lieutenant rank badge.

  Lucy was even more ed about Kyle's appearahan he was as she meticulously adjusted the colr and sleeves of his uniform, smoothing out every wrih her hands.

  "I'm not attending a fancy social gathering. There's o dress so formally," Kyle joked but Lucy seemed preoccupied and remained silent, not responding to his words.

  "What's wrong? Did something bother you?" Kyle inquired further.

  Summoning her ce, Luervously asked, "Kyle, are you going back to the battlefield with that bearded officer?"

  "Not to the battlefield just yet. I haven't been assigned with any mission so we're simply returning to the training base we were at before," Kyle reassured her with a smile. "Why the ? It's normal for officers to return to the battlefield."

  " I e with you?" Lucy lowered her head, her small hands fidgeting and g each other as she asked.

  Kyle's expression turned serious as he replied, "Lucy, do you think the battlefield is a fun pce? Have you fotten how you mao escape from there?"

  "But… my family died otlefield, and I have no home anymore. If even you leave, then I…" Lucy's beautiful eyes filled with tears.

  "Well, that's an issue."

  Kyle stroked his as he pondered for a moment, and proposed, "I have an idea. My family home is here in New York. My parents died in the previous war, and it's currently vat. If you don't mind, you stay there for now."

  Having seen his own file at the training base, Kyle knew he was an orphan before joining the military and he resided in a retro mansio behind by his deceased parents.

  The keys to the house were stored in a ste facility in New York, retrievable with proper identification.

  "Stay at your pce?" Lucy's eyes widened and a rosy blush spread across her fair and delicate face as she heard Kyle's words, these words held a different meaning for her.

  Wasn't this like living together in advance, even if the other party wouldn't often be home?

  "You stay for as long as you like," Kyle smiled, lovingly tousling Lucy's golden hair as he spoke.

  For now, Kyle had no iions beyond treating Lucy like a close sister.

  "Kyle, you're so kind to me," Lucy's eyes sparkled with joy. She quickly tiptoed and lightly kissed Kyle's cheek before darting away, blushing like a startled rabbit.

  "Uh, that was ued…"

  A subtle feeling stirred within Kyle as he touched the cheek that had received an ued kiss but he swiftly brushed aside these thoughts.

  Now was not the time for fortable romance.

  He o tinue growing stronger, strong enough to fay unforeseen crisis in this world.

  Accumuting Military Achievements, rising in rank, building a reputation, gaining power, and eveh— many things awaited Kyle.

  Being thrown into this Marvel world, merely desiring to be an ordinary person would be a waste of the Extrag Card Ability bestowed upon him by fate.

  Kyle had his own life blueprint, waiting for him to add vibrant strokes to it.

  Around 8 o'clo the m.

  Joseph arrived in a jeep to personally pick up Kyle and take him to the military airfield.

  After bidding farewell to Lu New York, Kyle boarded the transport ph Joseph, returning to the training base he was initially in.

  Meanwhile, at the training base. A stage had bee up in the square for a speech, and Steve, as Captain America, was scheduled to address the crowd. However, this had political implications.

  The base ander had issued orders for all soldiers iraining camp to attend the spee the square, and failure to ply would result in discharge. Iingly, this time, no officers were present alongside the soldiers.

  This was because not only the soldiers but also all the officers scoffed at Steve, who cimed to be Captain America but had never set foot otlefield.

  It could be imagihat when Steve, dressed in tight clothes bearing the Ameri fg symbol, took the stage to deliver his speech, he would face stroance from the soldiers.

  And ihat was the case.

  Steve stood on the podium, fag the deafening silence below, attempting to warm up the atmosphere as he addressed the hundreds of soldiers before him. "Alright, who's ready to volunteer?"

  "Cut the crap. We're here to volunteer, aren't we?" A soldier in the crowd impatiently shouted, causing ughter to erupt among the seated soldiers on the square.

  "We want to see some dang, not speeches!"

  Amidst the soldiers' uproar, Steve awkwardly responded, "I believe they'll be perf a song ter, so I was thinking of what to do with the extra time."

  "Get lost!"

  "Hey pretty boy, maybe you should dan those shiny boots of yours!"

  The soldiers showed him no respect, being rowdier by the minute. Some began hurling fruits and bottles onto the stage.

  Agent Carter who was standing behind the stage, ched her fists, she wao intervene and support Steve but felt utterly powerless at this moment.

  At this moment.

  "What is the meaning of this?" A cold and anding voice suddenly reverberated from behind the square. Instantly, all eyes in the square turoward the source, filled with surprise.

  There stood a young man in an officer's uniform, his presence emanating a faint aura of authority. His sharp, icy eyes met the gazes of the soldiers below.

  "That's a Sed Lieutenant." A soldier, who had been on the verge uing, noticed the rank insignia on the young man's chest and, to everyone's disbelief, swallowed his words.

  "A Sed Lieutenant? But he is so young? Why haven't we heard of him before?"

  "He 't be older than us, right?"

  Amidst the nervous whispers, she young officer and excimed loudly with mixed expressions, "It's Sed Lieutenant Kyle!"

  Sed Lieutenant Kyle?

  The new recruits were momentarily stuheir gazes now filled with admiration as they looked upon the young officer.

  "Is it really him?!"

  "No doubt! Who else but Kyle could be a Sed Lieutenant at such a young age?"

  "Oh my god! The Ameri hero, he's my idol."

  "Who isn't? I joihe military because of his achievements!"

  The soldiers on the square became overwhelmed with excitement, struggling to find the right words to express themselves. Finally, someone shouted, "Stand and salute!" In an instant, hundreds of soldiers rose to their feet, turned around, and saluted the young officer. "Good day, sir!"

  "Thank you for your service, sir!"

  Fag their admiration, Kyle, his expression stern, responded, "No need for salutes. Just two weeks ago, I was one of you. But is this how you treat your fellow soldiers? Is this the extent of your military duct?!"

  The soldiers exged gheir jaws ched, and swiftly turned around again, bowing apologetically to Steve oage. "We're sorry!"

  Steve oage remained silent, gazing at the cold and formidable young officer standing behind the soldiers and a mix of excitement and embarrassment stirred within his heart.

  Suddenly, he recalled the se at the training base, as the sun was setting when Kyle had emerged victorious in the shooting petition.

  At that time, Kyle had said to him, "Steve, from now on, no one will dare to look down on us."

  (End of chapter)