Bamboo Forest Manager - Chapter 376



Conversation

Honestly, it was a bit scary.

Yesterday at the pension, I did something with senior Joohee.

And I confirmed that I still had some lingering feelings for Oh Yoonji.

I’m human too, and I have a conscience.

What will happen from now on?

Honestly, I was scared, but…

‘Sunglasses are the best.’

Once I put on the sunglasses, I felt nothing.

There’s a saying that if something scary happens, close your eyes.

It was exactly like that.

Wearing sunglasses made the world dark, and I didn’t think about anything special.

There’s nothing to be afraid of.

The place I arrived at, still bound by the kids, was…

“School?”

It was a school.

And not just any school, but a classroom.

I knew we had a lecture to attend this morning, and that the four of us were supposed to attend it together.

But being dragged here with such a menacing aura, only to end up in a classroom, was a bit hard to accept.

‘What is this.’

Even the bald man just left.

He told me to return the sunglasses to Hangang later, but as soon as he said that, Seo Yerin threw them straight into the trash can.

She must not want to see Senior Hangang again.

Anyway.

“Hey, is this for real? They dragged us here so fiercely, and it’s just a classroom? And at this early hour?”

Since we had left at dawn, the classroom was still deserted.

There was still an hour left before the lecture started.

Yoo Arin took off her sunglasses and answered my question with annoyance.

“It’s because of Choi Iseo. Choi Iseo said we can’t skip anymore, that we absolutely have to attend, so we came.”

Then, as if it was absurd, Choi Iseo also took off her sunglasses and replied.

“We’re students. We have to study, that’s our duty. Even if we live a life like a drama, in the end, we have to return to reality.”

“Oh, great. Good for you, getting good grades.”

“Yeah, I’m aiming for a full scholarship.”

Sometimes, I feel a sense of injustice.

There are kids who seem to hang out with us just like everyone else, but still get good grades.

Choi Iseo was exactly like that.

“But if we’re going to study, can’t you at least take these off?”

I raised my hands onto the desk.

The furry handcuffs were still attached to my wrists.

Luckily, there was no one around, but if we had been late, I would have had to walk into the classroom like this in front of everyone.

“No way!”

Seo Yerin shouted quickly.

Then she huffed and hit my thigh.

“Ujin needs a good scolding. He’s just running around wild!”

“…….”

“I heard it from Yiseo. You kissed Joohee sunbae yesterday!”

“It was… semi-forced.”

“Is that all? And that Yoonji girl, you were getting pretty cozy with her too, weren’t you.”

“Ahem.”

With Seo Yerin and Yoo Arin pecking at me from both sides, I have nothing to say.

‘But… they don’t seem as angry as I thought?’

Have they given up now?

Do they no longer expect anything from me?

Thinking that made me scared, but the mood between the three of them didn’t really feel like that.

*Smack!*

“Ujin, what are you thinking about!”

“Huh? Oh, I was thinking I wanted to kiss Yerin.”

“Oh my… come here!”

Seo Yerin, who’d just smacked my thigh, suddenly tries to kiss me.

I quickly turned my head away, but suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my testicles.

*Whack!*

“Agh?!”

I turned my head the other way and saw Yoo Arin staring at me with a smirk.

“Hitting thighs, is that really punishment? When you hit someone, you hit the vital spots.”

“Y-Yoo Arin, you b*tch-!”

The belated pain started to rush in.

I was in so much pain from that surprisingly hard hit, my face smashed into the desk and I groaned, while Yoo Arin patted my back.

“Did it hurt that much? I hit you lightly.”

“Lightly my ass, you b*tch! You’re getting revenge on my dick for all the beatings it’s taken, aren’t you?!”

“This b*stard, why does he make me want to hit him again just when I’m starting to feel sorry for him. Hold still, you little shit.”

Yoo Arin tried to pull me up forcefully.

A normal guy would probably bend over even further, trying to protect his precious package, but…

“Come here, you b*tch!”

I straightened my back, exposing my weakness with a flourish.

“Me, Kim Woo-jin! A man with soaring testosterone! Like a pillar of steel, a dragon’s orb-!”

*SMACK!*

“AACK! SHIT! You actually hit me! You’re gonna regret that you b*tch, I’m going to make sure your balls are nonexistent!”

“Wow, your mouth is just foul first thing in the morning. Hey, straighten your back. A few more hits and maybe that long thing of yours will be a little shorter.”

“Please, have mercy!”

Yoo Ah-rin looked like she was really going to hit me again, so I immediately bowed my head and apologized.

Thankfully, Seo Ye-rin covered my crotch with her hands, protecting me.

“Seo Ye-rin Shield!”

Look at her, even announcing her skill name.

“Ugh, you vulgar b*stards.”

Yoo Ah-rin, still huffing, looked at Seo Ye-rin’s bizarre action, shook her head in disgust, and went back to her seat.

“Thanks, Ye-rin.”

So now can you please take your hand off me?

But after a moment of consideration, Seo Ye-rin looked at me, puzzled and asked,

“Would ‘Seo Ye-rin Condom’ have been better than ‘Seo Ye-rin Shield’?”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I mean, it protects the dick the same way anyway. And from a literary point of view, it’s better to compare it to something similar.”

“How do you even get out of the house?”

“I’m practicing ad-libbing with direct lines as an actress…”

“Just stick to the script.”

Looking at her, she seems like an animal that should be kept at the zoo.

“Hey, look at Choi Yi-seo studying.”

Even with all this chaos we’re making, Choi Yi-seo had pulled out her notebook and was studying.

The midterms haven’t even been over for that long, and look at her, acting like that.

“That tenacious b*tch, she even has her earphones in.”

It seems she has noise canceling, Choi Yi-seo isn’t even looking at us, just diligently focusing on her work.

“Hey, Choi Yi-seo.”

Yoo Ah-rin called out, but there was no response.

“Yi-seo-yah.”

Seo Yerim calls out, but naturally, there’s no response.

“……Lemme show you the photos I took with Choi Yiseo last time—”

A pencil case immediately flies and slams into my head.

“You son of a b*tch! You said you deleted them!”

Choi Yiseo glares at me, huffing.

“What the hell!? Wasn’t I in noise-canceling mode?”

“You sly fox.”

“Yiseo, wanna be an actress?”

“It’s because you guys were saying weird shit, so I was just trying to ignore you!”

Choi Yiseo jumps up, instantly approaching me.

“Hand over your phone! You said you deleted them!”

“I, I deleted them. Really.”

“What photos are you talking about?”

“I’m curious.”

Last time, to celebrate our body profile shoot, we’d taken pictures while having s*x, in various positions.

From slightly suggestive to quite bold ones.

At the time, Choi Yiseo, feeling confident in her body, got swept up in the moment and agreed to my requests.

“Yeah, they’re from ‘s*x day’.”

“What a filthy day.”

“Every day is s*x day for me! I even posted about having s*x today on Bamboo Forest!”

“Sigh.”

Choi Yiseo sighs, slapping her forehead, asking with a tired, deflated tone,

“You deleted them, right? You were just prodding me, weren’t you?”

“I told you, I deleted them. You checked it all back then.”

I really did delete them.

If Choi Yiseo hated them, why would I keep them?

It was a bit of a waste, though.

“Sigh, whatever. I’m seriously gonna study. I’ve been dragged around everywhere lately, and I’ve fallen so behind.”

“Okay, I won’t bother you.”

With those words, Choi Yiseo sits back down, puts in her earphones, and focuses on studying.

“Woo-jin-ah! Let’s play! Did you pull the new pickup?”

“I haven’t yet. They say this character is really good, though?”

“If you don’t pull this time, you’re gonna seriously regret it!”

“What game is it that you’re getting so worked up over?”

Choi Yi-seo, studying.

Me and Seo Ye-rin, gaming.

And Yoo Ah-rin, watching because she’s bored.

We were passing the time in our own ways before class started.

* * *

Barely thirty minutes into her studying.

A quick glance to the side and she sees the three of them deep in a heated discussion, phone games blazing.

‘They’re really going at it with handcuffs on.’

The bald ajusshi lent them to us, so we’re just wearing them for now.

But surprisingly, they don’t seem too uncomfortable, and they’re not screaming to take them off either.

Actually, it’s almost disconcerting how at ease they seem.

Can’t really hear their conversation over the music, but.

‘Why are they talking so passionately?’

It’s like they’re in some kind of debate, so Choi Yi-seo casually takes off her noise-canceling headphones.

The first voice she hears is Kim Woo-jin’s.

“No! Guys with that kind of hairstyle are basically just horny, you know? Shit, look. It’s obviously tied up like that to have someone grab it from behind!”

“Mmm, I agree. I completely agree. Woo-jin is a real connoisseur. Maybe I should tie my hair like that, too.”

“You guys are delusional. So everyone with that hairstyle is horny? Make sense, you idiots. Get a grip on reality!”

‘What kind of conversation is this?’

Yi-seo takes a peek at Kim Woo-jin’s phone screen. On it, a character with a tied-up hairstyle.

It’s like.

Well, it’s kinda similar to Yoo Ah-rin’s hairstyle.

“It’s true in reality, though.”

Kim Woo-jin, cautiously glancing at Yoo Ah-rin’s hair.

Then, sensing something, Yoo Ah-rin, annoyed, suddenly shoots up.

“Hey! I tie my hair because I work out! I’m not tying it so you can yank on it!”

“……”

“Can’t you open your eyes properly?! I’ll gouge them out!”

-Huuuh?! W-where are you touching!

Then, a moan was heard.

It was coming from Kim Woo-jin’s phone, where Seo Ye-rin was touching the character all over.

‘What kind of game is this?’

It was the kind of game those two would like, alright.

Then, Kim Woo-jin reaches out and touches Yoo Ah-rin’s chest.

“Hyaa?! Where are you touching!”

“Oh, ohh……”

“It’s just like the game!”

Kim Woo-jin and Seo Ye-rin were exclaiming in admiration.

Seeing that, Yoo Ah-rin’s face flushed red, and she immediately let her hair down.

“Is that good enough?!”

She shouted, annoyed, and Seo Ye-rin gave her a thumbs up.

“Ah-rin, usually when a character with their hair tied up lets it down, their rank increases. It’s a marketing tactic by the game company.”

“Mm-hm, that’s right. Just by letting your hair down or changing clothes, your performance goes up, that kind of thing.”

“Ah, fuck, what bullshit are you talking about! Hey, Choi Yi-seo! Help me out!”

It felt like the fire was about to jump to her.

Choi Yi-seo turned on her noise-canceling headphones again and began to focus on her studies.