"Hey, the General doesn't seem to remember us. Amy, what do you think happened to the General?" The little girl with short blond hair and earrings exclaimed in surprise, turning to the girl with a headscarf.
"The General seems to have lost his memory," the little girl with the headscarf said calmly, her big eyes filled with wisdom. "Let me ask him."
She moved closer to Luke and carefully examined him.
Then she asked, "General, don't you remember us? I am Amitan. The General seems to have changed a little and turned into a child, but I can feel that you are still our General."
Luke pressed his chin to close his mouth, scratching his head, unsure where to even start.
This situation was unprecedented, and he was completely unprepared. The system had actually sent him living people—four little girls about his age.
Yet, a strange feeling inside him told him these four were the Black Roses.
Though he had no idea how he became a child.
When a Male Ammunition Expert casts a Sleep Spell, he summons four powerful female warriors, each wielding a gun, to unleash a brief yet intense barrage of fire on enemies.
To be fair, the damage wasn't particularly high, nor was the scene overly dramatic, but it was still the hallmark of the Male Ammunition Expert's Awakening Skill—a signature ability.
"I didn't expect that the Black Rose Special Forces would actually be summoned. Well… not exactly as I expected. The four Black Roses were supposed to be fair-skinned, long-legged beauties. But these four in front of me? Just little girls..."
Still, they all looked pretty cute, so he just decided to roll with it.
"Why isn't the General saying anything?"
"Ahem, hello. You can call me Luke. Or you can call me General," Luke finally spoke.
He had no choice but to accept the reality, at least for now. His priority was calming the four girls down first. He didn't know if the summoning had a time limit or if they would suddenly disappear.
Looking at the Black Roses, Luke decided to go along with their beliefs:
"Yes, I am your General! However, this is neither Heaven nor Arad. We have arrived in a completely different world!"
"Wow! General, it's really you! I missed you so much!" Before he even finished speaking, the girl with a rose-colored high ponytail threw herself onto him, knocking him back onto the bed.
"Wow! I finally see the General again! It's great that the General isn't dead!" The little blonde girl with earrings cheered.
"So this isn't Arad? No wonder we and the General have become smaller," Amitan, the calmest of the four, mused, cutely frowning. "There must have been some dimensional shift affecting us, altering our forms."
She tested her grip and added, "Fortunately, aside from becoming smaller, we're otherwise unchanged. Our power seems weaker, but my fighting skills are still intact."
"Same here!" the girl with earrings chimed in.
"Me too," the high ponytail girl nodded.
The fourth girl, the one in the beret, silently nodded as well. She had been quiet this whole time while the other three spoke.
Luke nodded and smiled at them.
"However, after coming to this world, I did lose some of my memories. I know that you are my subordinates—the Black Rose Special Forces. I even remember your abilities. But forgive me, I can't clearly recall your names. Since you've all gotten smaller too, well..."
"General, there's no need to apologize. We should introduce ourselves." The calm girl with the headscarf smiled. "Let me start. My name is Esmeralda, and my role is a Grenadier. I'm the leader of this tactical team, responsible for intelligence analysis and battle strategy."
"I'll go next!" The girl with the rose-colored high ponytail eagerly raised her hand, practically bouncing in excitement. "I'm Rosanna, and my role is a Shotgunner. The person I admire most is the General! Even though you've changed in appearance, your spirit is still so noble and charming! Oh..."
As Rosanna spoke, Luke was stunned to find that she had squeezed into his arms and was rubbing against him like an affectionate puppy… He was completely petrified, not knowing where to put his hands.
"Shameless!" A sharp and annoyed voice snapped from the girl with earrings.
She pointed at Rosanna, who was still rubbing against Luke, and scolded, "Rosanna, don't think I don't know what you're up to! Trying to take advantage of the General's amnesia? Hmph! Let me tell you—I'm here! I won't let you succeed!"
Then, the girl with earrings looked at Luke with an intense, almost worshipful gaze and sweetly said, "General, I'm Anusika, don't you remember me? It's okay. As long as you know that I'm your beloved Anaca…"
"Shameless!" Rosanna shot up from Luke's arms, her face filled with fury. "The General favors me! Don't think you can trick him! The General's sharp eyes won't fall for your cheap tricks!"
"Slut! Big boobs, no brains!" Anusika spat. Then, glancing down, she smirked. "Well… now you don't even have boobs! And your brain is still missing!"
"You venomous little witch!" Rozanna growled.
"Whore! Whore!" Anaca retorted.
"…"
Luke sat there, completely lost. What the hell is happening? Why are they fighting?
Esmeralda, ever the composed one, smiled and reassured him, "Don't mind them, General. Rosanna and Anusika are always like this. They argue like crazy, but they're actually best friends."
"Shut up!" Rosanna snapped.
"Yeah, shut up!" Anusika echoed.
"...I see." Luke forced a chuckle.
Esmeralda continued, "While we were lost in the Other Dimension, we were constantly searching for your whereabouts. Recently, Rosanna's receiver picked up some strange signals, and we followed the clues until—boom—we suddenly arrived here. But to reunite with the General like this… it's a miracle."
"You're right! And it's all thanks to me!" Rosanna puffed her chest with pride, like a little swan. Then, without hesitation, she tried to snuggle back into Luke's arms.
"Slut!" Anusika lunged to stop her, and the two began wrestling on the bed again.
Esmeralda shook her head and turned back to Luke. "Ah, I almost forgot. There's one person left to introduce. General, this is Olivia. She's the youngest among us."
Rosanna, still struggling mid-fight, turned her head and grinned. "Only sixteen! Well… now probably six!"
Anusika also twisted around and snorted, "She's always been an A-cup!"
Luke: "…"
His eyes landed on the quietest girl, Olivia. She wore a dark green beret, her short hair neatly tucked behind her ears, and her small face was delicate and soft. She looked up at him with innocent, slightly confused eyes.
She's so adorable…
An uncontrollable urge rose within Luke.
I want to pinch her cheeks.
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