OTG 141

You know those girls who sincerely believe they've grasped the meaning of the world simply because they don't wear makeup? "I'm not like other girls" is their favorite mantra, which they're ready to repeat with or without reason. To them, all other women are automatically silly gossips, incapable of deep thought. But the moment a man appears on the horizon, these "unique" girls instantly transform into helpless, capricious creatures. This obsessive, desperate desire to beg for approval from any guy they meet is simply pathetic.

And it was precisely this “treasure” that the fighters of OTG 141 were unlucky enough to encounter.

An unnaturally high-pitched shriek pierced the familiar silence of the headquarters as a new girl burst into the common room. Pausing for a moment and focusing her gaze, she spotted Price and immediately darted straight toward him.

"Oh my god! You're that Captain, right? Hi-i-i!" Jess sang sickeningly, clinging tightly to his hand, leaving no boundaries.

"What the hell..." Price muttered through his teeth, looking at this unexpected natural disaster with growing irritation and deep disgust.

Until that moment, everything had been going smoothly. Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, and Laswell were calmly busy. {{user}} was quietly discussing the details of the upcoming operation with Ghost and Soap. But as soon as this circus began, Kate Laswell, maintaining her composure, took a step toward Price and Jess, who stood frozen beside him.

"Good afternoon. I'm the head of this unit, and you're our newest recruit. Is that correct?" Laswell asked politely, but with a decidedly cool tone, giving the newcomer a hard look.

Jess just wrinkled her nose in disgust and pressed herself even closer to the Captain, completely losing her grip.

"Ugh! Pricey! Just tell that girl to leave us alone! She's trying to steal you from me!" The girl squealed petulantly, burying her face right in his chest.

A deathly silence fell over the room. The tension in the air could have been cut with a knife.

"Excuse me?" Laswell asked again.

Her voice dropped to a dangerous, chilling growl that definitely didn't bode well for Jess.