Bamboo Forest Manager

160 – 155. Indiscriminate Shooting

“……Are you okay?”

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“Oh, yeah. I’m fine.”

Maybe because he watched me get hit by Yoo Ah-rin in real time, Gyu-ah’s gaze is a bit warm.

Or maybe I just want to feel warm.

Anyway, Gyu-ah suddenly came to me for help. As a senior, I want to help my juniors when they ask.

‘But I don’t want to help her for some reason.’

More than not wanting to help her, I don’t even want to talk to her.

The three people staring at me from behind also had a part in this thought.

I couldn’t help but shrink at the sharp gaze that seemed to say, ‘That bastard still hasn’t fixed his bad habits.’

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who felt burdened by the gazes of those three.

“Ahem, should we go outside and talk? You guys look busy.”

Gyu-ah, who seemed to be uncomfortable with the stares, urged me to go outside. However, from my point of view, it’s more dangerous to talk outside.

“No, let’s talk here.”

I didn’t want to create any strange misunderstandings by talking separately.

Our relationship was transparent, and there was nothing to hide from the kids behind us.

But Gyu-ah didn’t seem to think so.

“Oh, please.”

It was probably because of what happened yesterday, but it seemed like she didn’t want to reveal to her seniors that she was the worst of the worst among the trash that had three legs.

“Senior, just once!”

As I watched Gyu-ah grab my collar and start pulling, I felt a sense of crisis and immediately grabbed her wrist, intending to give her another wristlock.

“Eek!”

Gyu-ah, who seemed to have sensed my killing intent, hurriedly let go of my hand.

“Oh, anyway, please come with me. I’m really in a hurry.”

Gyu-ah made a sad face.

“Sob, please help me. Please.”

Now, tears were welling up in her eyes.

Seeing Gyu-ah, who was considered pretty, making such a sad face and asking for help.

“Oh, hey. Don’t cry because you’re going to fall apart.”

Before I knew it, I was annoyed and spoke coldly.

“…….”

Gyu-ah looked at me, dumbfounded.

“You’re so mean.”

“Wow, I didn’t know you’d go that far.”

“Woo-jin-ah…….”

And then the three people behind me said a word each to me.

But what can I do?

Even if you look at it, she’s obviously crying.

I had figured out Gyu-ah’s personality yesterday, and I just let it go because it felt like she was acting.

“Go and listen to her, Woo-jin-ah.”

In the end, Choi Yi-seo’s permission was granted because she felt sorry for her.

“Ugh, let’s go.”

“Thank you!”

As I thought about finishing it quickly and going outside.

“Woo-jin-ah.”

Choi Yi-seo called out to me.

“Hmm?”

She didn’t say anything.

However, she was holding a paper decoration about the length of a 1-won coin that Seo Ye-rin had made earlier.

Swish.

She tore it in half with a smile.

“Hurry up and go?”

“……I got it.”

Gyu-ah didn’t know what was going on and just looked at us alternately, but I pushed her back and went out.

“Eek!”

“Kyaaa! Woo-jin-ah!”Yooarin and Soyerin screamed hysterically at the paper decoration that had turned into Woojin, but he ignored them.

His lower body was burning for no reason.

He was about to start talking right in front of the classroom since there was nowhere else to go.

“……Senior.”

Before he knew it, Lee Gyuah, who had been crying earlier, looked up at him with a serious expression.

“W-what is it.”

She had been begging him to help her until just now.

This time, she chose her words carefully before finally speaking.

“Isn’t it much different from what you thought?”

“What’s different?”

“You’re……really tied down?”

“Huh? Me?”

What was she talking about?

“No, usually people who walk on two legs take the initiative or walk as if they’re going out?”

“It really hits home when you say it. And I’m not dating.”

“What’s the difference? Anyway, you’re a bit different, Senior? You’re walking on two legs, but……you feel tied down?”

He was taken aback.

“What are you talking about? How much am I being held back?”

He felt like it was becoming a matter of pride, so he quickly denied it.

“…….”

However, Gyuah kept her mouth shut and stared at him as if she didn’t believe him.

“Then can you link arms with me and go inside right now?”

“……Why would I do that?”

“See, you can’t. You’re just tied down.”

“Just link arms.”

The moment he approached to link arms.

Clang.

The classroom door opened and Choi Yiseo peeked her face out.

“Damn it, get out!”

He immediately pushed Gyuah away and distanced himself.

Thanks to that, Gyuah fell to the floor.

Gyuah, who was glaring at him while lying down, had a vein popping out on her forehead and was pouring out her emotions as if she wanted to kill him right now.

“……What are you doing?”

Choi Yiseo seemed flustered as well.

“Ah, no. Just. It just happened.”

“I don’t know what it is, but don’t do anything weird. And when you come back, just get me some drinks from the vending machine.”

“Ah, okay. I’ll get you Zero Cola.”

Choi Yiseo went back into the classroom.

I watched Gyuah slowly get up while brushing off her butt, then I awkwardly coughed.

“Did you see how manly I was just now? Ordering the menu. Like, just drink Zero Cola.”

“Isn’t this kid crazy?”

“Senior, Gyuah.”

“No, but no matter what, how could you suddenly push me? What if I got hurt?”

“I’m sorry about that. But!”

I put my hand on my chest and made an earnest excuse.

“It’s much better for you to get hurt than for me to get hurt by him!”

“I think you’re sick at this point.”

Gyuah crossed her arms and clicked her tongue.

Since the conversation had gone off on a tangent, I brought it back to the original topic.

“Haah, I asked for nothing. Tsk. Anyway, Senior, please write something on the bamboo forest.”

“On the bamboo forest?”

I had a feeling when she asked me to write something earlier, but it really was related to the bamboo forest.

It didn’t seem like she knew I was the manager.

It seemed like she just wanted me to write something.

I had a feeling.

“Did the guy yesterday write something on the bamboo forest about you?”

“Yes! That’s right! As expected of an experienced person!”It wasn’t a very nice thing to say.

Anyway, the story was simple.

Yesterday, my boyfriend posted an anonymous smear post on the Bamboo Forest.

Of course, he didn’t mention my name, but he wrote that a reptile in the English Literature Department had many lovers besides him.

I also turned on the Bamboo Forest and read it quickly, but there was nothing specific except that it was the English Literature Department.

“Looking at the word ‘reptile’, it’s because I said I was an iguana. It’s about you.”

“Oh, that’s why! Senior, please refute it? Huh?!”

“Why bother?”

Anyway, there was no specificity, and no name was mentioned.

He just said that it was someone in the English Literature Department, so is it really a problem?

“You’re overreacting…”

Clang!

As the door of the classroom opened, Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin called me urgently.

“U, U-jin-ah! You’ve been sniped!”

“Hey, you midget! Check the Bamboo Forest more often!”

“Hmm?”

I refreshed the page because I wondered what they were talking about, but there was no new post.

I looked at the screen of Yoo Ah-rin’s cell phone.

There was a smear post about Gyu-ah.

“This isn’t me, you bastards.”

“Huh? It wasn’t you? I thought it was you for sure.”

“So there’s another guy in the English Literature Department who’s messing with Kim Woo-jin? The world is a good place.”

Since the smear post about Gyu-ah didn’t reveal the gender and only said that they were lovers,

I guess they mistook me for him.

“Oh, come on in.”

“Melona when you come in!”

“Is it 1-Ujin if it’s Melona?”

“Isn’t it smaller than 1-Ujin? If you put it in your mouth, it’s like-“

The two of them went inside, talking about this and that.

Clang.

The door closed.

“I saw it, you didn’t know it was you? It seems like you were confused because it was your first time being sniped. It’s no problem at all.”

“As expected of a sniper specialist.”

The moment Gyu-ah nodded her head, saying that she understood.

Woong! Woong! Woong!

– Oh Yoon-ji –

I got a call from Yoon-ji.

I heard she had a drink with her friends yesterday, so is it about that?

I still don’t know how to deal with Yoon-ji, but I don’t avoid her calls.

“Just a moment.”

I nodded my head and answered the phone, leaving Gyu-ah nodding her head.

“Hello?”

– U-jin-ah! Are you okay?!

“Huh? What?”

I wondered what she was talking about because of Yoon-ji’s urgent voice.

– There’s a sniper on the Bamboo Forest?! They’re calling you a reptile and cursing you-!

“That’s not me.”

– Huh? I saw that you were dating multiple people in the English Literature Department and I thought it was you for sure?

“No, it’s not. Do you check the Bamboo Forest too?”

– I’m going to re-enroll, so I set it up to get some information.

Yoon-ji knows that I’m the administrator.

I became an administrator in the first semester, and I had nothing to hide from Yoon-ji.

“Anyway, that’s not me.”

– Okay, that’s a relief.

Yoon-ji replied with a slight smile.

– It’s nice to talk to you.

“Don’t get emotional out of the blue.”

– When you got drunk and called me last time, I recorded it.

“……Delete it.”- Anyway, I’m glad it wasn’t you. I’ll go to the dorm for a bit. I have something to talk about.

“Okay, I got it.”

I don’t avoid it even if it’s uncomfortable.

That’s how I feel about Oh Yoon-ji right now.

In fact, I think I feel more sorry than uncomfortable.

– See you later.

Click.

I hang up the phone and look back at Gyu-ah.

He was now engrossed in the writing in the bamboo forest, laughing out loud.

“Aha, is that so? There’s nothing that identifies me. It’s written in a way that you can’t even tell if it’s a man or a woman.”

“I did it on purpose. In case it becomes a big deal, I’ll try to get away with it.”

Thump, thump, thump!

Loud footsteps from the end of the hallway.

Senior Joo-hee, wearing a dragon jumper with her hair tied back, ran in urgently.

“U, Woo-jin! Did you see this article?!”

I showed you the bamboo forest article earlier.

“Whew.”

I took a deep breath for a moment and said to Gyu-ah, who was holding back his laughter because he found something so funny.

“Give me my ex-boyfriend’s number.”

“Why?”

“Tell him to shoot straight.”

“No, I won’t!”