Bamboo Forest Manager

102 – 102. Test Over

A quiet classroom.

Despite the many people gathered, all that could be heard was the ticking of the clock urging them on and the fan moving in time with it.

The time that had seemed like it would never end when it was unbearably difficult was now coming to an end, and I was filled with emotion.

“…….”

Thud.

I put down my pen.

The saying that hard work never betrays you had resonated in my heart today more than ever.

‘It’s over.’

After writing the answer to the last question, I pressed my eyes hard and regulated my breathing, and finally, it felt real.

The final exam of the final semester.

A sense of liberation that I wouldn’t have to come to school starting tomorrow coursed through my body.

Of course, I would have to go to work at the Gold One Hotel in about a week, but it still felt good to know that I could rest.

‘I’ll watch all the dramas and movies that I’ve been putting off, and play games…….’

I had already finished the test, but after thinking about what I would do next,

I stood up from my seat with a satisfied smile.

The test was over.

* * *

– Anonymous171: Done! Done! Finally done!

– Anonymous254: Finally saying goodbye to school! Congratulations to the graduates, and the rest of us, let’s work hard in school!

– Anonymous67: Looking for someone to do a summer job at a bakery. All you have to do is take orders……!

– Anonymous93: Sigh, I have one more test left.

– Anonymous59(Moderator1): You’ve worked hard. The Bamboo Forest will be closed during the break.

↳ Anonymous278: That’s crap. The Bamboo Forest will still be open during the break for people who need to study for their licenses or do summer jobs.

↳ Anonymous59(Moderator1): Damn it.

– Anonymous11: It was sh*t. I’ll try again next year.

Everyone had different times for finishing their tests, and some people still hadn’t finished, but everyone was probably feeling something similar.

I also took a quick look at the Bamboo Forest and left a message with a smile.

– Moderator: I hope you all have a good winter break.

It was simple, but announcements aren’t supposed to be long anyway. I was humming as I headed home when I got a text message.

– Yoo Ah-rin: What are you doing?

Since it was from Yoo Ah-rin, it seemed like she had seen my announcement and sent me a message right away.

I had been on the Bamboo Forest just before that, after all.

– Kim Woo-jin: I just finished my test and I’m on my way home.

– Yoo Ah-rin: Ok

“……Ok?”

Judging by the fact that there was no other response, that was all she had to say. It seemed like she wasn’t very interested, but on the other hand, it could also be interpreted as her saying that was enough.

– Kim Woo-jin: Don’t come.

I sent her a message on a whim, and I got a reply a little while later.

– Yoo Ah-rin: What?

– Yoo Ah-rin: Why would I go there, you weirdo?

“Ahem.”

Was she being too sensitive?

Yoo Ah-rin had been visiting me a lot lately, so I had said that on a whim, but it seemed like I had been a little too harsh.

– Kim Woo-jin: Sorry

I apologized for overstepping my boundaries, and I got a reply right away.

– Yoo Ah-rin: Ok. But what kind of beer do you like?

– Kim Woo-jin: I’m not going.

– Yoo Ah-rin: You’re not going. I’m just asking what kind of beer you like.

– Kim Woo-jin: I drink them all well.

– Yoo Ah-rin: Like I’d let you choose what you drink.- Yuarin: Is there any space in your fridge for beer?

– Woojin Kim: ……You’re not coming over.

– Yuarin: You’re not coming over?

What the hell is wrong with this girl?

I don’t reply and head home quickly. I thought I might get caught for nothing.

I quickly wash up at home and come out.

Thud, thud, thud!

“Open the door, Woojin Kim!”

“You crazy b*tch, I’m not coming over!”

“Ah, I don’t care!”

I don’t know what she doesn’t care about.

I sigh and open the door anyway. I hate myself for doing so.

Creak.

As I open the door, Yuarin and Chanwoo Jung come in. They’re both carrying a lot of beer and laughing as they come in.

“Hello, Woojin.”

“We decided to keep you company since you’re lonely!”

“Chanwoo came too? That’s great!”

“What? Why are you only welcoming Chanwoo Jung?”

Yuarin’s lips pout as she hands me a plastic bag of beer. She seems to be upset that I seem closer to Chanwoo Jung than her.

“I have something to give to Chanwoo.”

As Chanwoo comes in, I point to the grotesque statue that Yuarin made and left last time.

“It’s yours, take it.”

“What is that?”

“It’s a grotesque statue that Yuarin made and left last time. She even gave it a name last time… What was it?”

Yuarin, who is putting beer in the fridge as if it’s her own house, answers nonchalantly.

“Woojin and Chanwoo.”

“That wasn’t the name.”

“The dildo part is Woojin and the part that’s being screwed is Chanwoo.”

“Come to think of it, who told Arin about the old man incident last time?”

It’s not a good habit to ask again when you already know the culprit.

I was about to give Chanwoo some advice, but his cold gaze was already fixed on me.

“I just happened to mention it… Are you still in touch with the old man?”

“Of course not!”

Is she really not in touch with him? She’s acting like she’s really upset. He seemed like a nice guy though.

Chanwoo goes to the bathroom, grumbling, while Yuarin hums and shakes her shoulders as she makes herself comfortable.

“What are you here for?”

“To hang out. You’re done with your exams, right?”

“That’s right.”

“And we’re going to Gold One together, so we can strengthen our friendship and see what we can do there.”

“That’s true… What?”

What did I just hear?

I look at Yuarin blankly, and she puts her hand to her mouth and makes a V-sign, smiling broadly.

“Are you going to work hard there?”

“Are you going too?”

“All of our high school friends are going. When I told Joohee sunbae, she introduced me right away. Thanks to her, I found a great part-time job for winter break.”

“……Well, that’s good.”

It’ll be easier to get along if there are a lot of familiar faces. We’ll be staying in separate accommodations there, but I might be able to stay with Chanwoo.

“What do you want to eat with your drinks? Did you order anything?”

“The landlord should order it. We bought the drinks.”

I turn on the delivery app on my phone in response to Yuarin’s nonsense.

“I’ll order dakgalbi.”

“Ah, dakgalbi with beer? Order something like chicken.”

“I’ll order dakgalbi with extra rice.”

I’m the landlord.Yoo Ah-rin, who had been grumbling at my resolute attitude, made her last-ditch effort.

“Then let’s order cheese dakgalbi!”

“Nonsense! Who puts cheese on dakgalbi?”

Dakgalbi is best eaten plain, isn’t it?

“Jung Chan-woo, come out here! Plain dakgalbi or cheese dakgalbi?”

“Me, my stomach hurts a little!”

This punk is taking a dump as soon as he gets to someone else’s house. If he wasn’t so handsome, I would’ve just kicked him out.

Strangely enough, even the way he takes a dump is s*xy, and it makes me feel dirty.

“That won’t help when you need it.”

“Ugh!”

Did he hear that?

It was a pretty hurtful thing to say to Chan-woo, but Yoo Ah-rin didn’t stop and ran towards me.

“Cheese dakgalbi! Order it! Let’s eat that at least! And add fried rice!”

“What the hell! We should add fried rice!”

Yoo Ah-rin couldn’t reach me because I’m taller and I quickly raised my hand holding the phone.

She tried to snatch it away, jumping up and down about twice. If it had been Seo Ye-rin, she would’ve started crying and whining, but Yoo Ah-rin was different.

“You pervert!”

She climbed on top of me as if she was going to scold me.

“Ugh!”

I almost lost my strength because it was so sudden, but who do you think I am? I’m Kim Woo-jin, who does home training every day, even during exam periods.

……I don’t know why home training is so much fun during exam periods, though.

Anyway, I stood my ground like a sturdy old tree, pulling my hand back so that Yoo Ah-rin couldn’t grab it.

Yoo Ah-rin, who had climbed on top of me, put her hands around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist.

We struggled against each other, and our breathing became ragged. We were both sweating a little, and our cheeks were touching slightly, which felt strange.

“…….”

Yoo Ah-rin hung on, her mouth tightly shut.

“What are you doing?”

When I asked her in disbelief, she mumbled something in a small voice.

“I don’t know.”

“Get down now. Chan-woo is coming out.”

“No. I’m going to eat cheese dakgalbi.”

“…….”

“Or I won’t get down.”

“Who puts something as foreign as cheese in a spicy sauce!”

“Cheese dakgalbi.”

“Ah, it’s delicious even if you just eat it plain.”

“Cheese dakgalbi.”

I heard the sound of the toilet flushing. I felt a sense of urgency and tried to push Yoo Ah-rin away by grabbing her waist with both hands, but.

“Hng!”

All I heard was a strange moan, and I couldn’t pull her away. Instead, Yoo Ah-rin tightened her grip and pressed herself against me.

“Ah, fine! Cheese dakgalbi!”

I had no choice but to surrender, but Yoo Ah-rin still didn’t get off.

“Add fried rice.”

“This girl…….”

“Add fried rice!”

“Fine! I’ll add fried rice!”

“……Drinks.”

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“Are you enjoying this?!”

“hehehe!”

Yoo Ah-rin finally got off, and it seemed like I was right. I barely managed to pull her off while she was breathing heavily, and she took my phone and started ordering.

Then Chan-woo came out.

“Hey, you piece of crap. It’s your fault we’re eating cheese dakgalbi!”

When I asked him how he could think of taking a dump as soon as he got to someone else’s house, Chan-woo scratched the back of his head and shrugged.”Sorry, I don’t feel good.”

Then, he glanced at us and the air in the room, and smiled awkwardly.

“I think I’ll go home.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“It’s just… it looks good?”

Chan-woo said something strange as if he had noticed something.

Yoo-ah-rin, who ignored him, had already ordered side dishes.

“… I’ll go to the bathroom too.”

I went to the bathroom to refresh the strange atmosphere. I should wash my hands too.

Thud.

I felt strange as soon as I entered the bathroom. The bathroom, which should have been refreshing, was still pleasant.

I thought handsome guys didn’t smell, but that wasn’t it.

‘Is there no tissue?’

Come to think of it, wasn’t there tissue in the living room? I don’t want to ask why.

Anyway, if there was no tissue, how did Jung Chan-woo clean up?

There was no smell, and there was no way to clean up. However, seeing that only the water was running, it was reasonable to infer that he didn’t just go to the bathroom.

“….”

The moment I realized that Jung Chan-woo had intentionally left his seat so that only Yoo-ah-rin and I could be there.

Something.

I thought a rather complicated drinking party had come.