Bamboo Forest Manager

90 – 90. X-Mas Party

Isn’t there a saying?

Men become friends after a fight. I don’t know if it was said by our ancestors or if it’s a line from a movie or drama.

Strictly speaking, it doesn’t seem like a wrong statement.

Isn’t the important thing not becoming friends after a fight, but the fight itself?

Because if you try to smash the other person’s head with a bottle like this, you won’t become friends after a fight, but you’ll see each other in the hospital or the police station.

“Hey! Hey, you bastard!”

“Oh! Calm down!”

I try to stop Chan-woo, who is about to smash Pyo Jin-ho’s head with a bottle.

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed because Chan-woo was right, but the samgyeopsal in this house was really tasteless.

Thanks to that, it was a blessing in disguise that we were the only customers in the samgyeopsal house.

“I! I’ll kill that bastard!”

He’s drunk and excited, but I guess my friendship isn’t strong enough to say that he looks handsome even when he’s crying. Anyway, I’m trying to talk him out of it, but the target is sitting there drinking and crying.

Yes.

“Waaah! Arinaaa!”

This bastard, he pretended to be a manly man, but he’s just crying his eyes out.

I don’t know what kind of image Pyo Jin-ho has to Yoo Ah-rin and Jung Chan-woo, but to me, he’s just a fool.

Not more, not less.

As I watch Han-kang and Ahn Hyun-ho comforting Pyo Jin-ho, who is crying and suffering,

I had a feeling that today was going to be a very difficult day.

* * *

About two hours had passed since we were at the samgyeopsal house. The doenjang jjigae was getting cold and the meat was tough, but the glasses were still full.

Before I knew it, there were enough bottles to play dominoes, and the owner’s face was beaming with a smile.

“Hey, man! Did I tell you? Ye-rin likes it!”

Han-kang, who keeps talking to me, is making my head spin.

I don’t get drunk easily with soju or beer, but I’m feeling more tipsy than I thought because I drank so much.

Ahn Hyun-ho has already been in the bathroom for 30 minutes.

“You bastard! Hyung! Hyung said it!”

Han-kang is acting like a jerk and being a jerk.

“Did I say that? Ye-rin likes it?”

How can a person become so tall in just two hours?

I guess the problem was that we were all drinking together to ease the awkward atmosphere.

I wish I could get drunk too. I hate having to take care of these jerks.

“That’s why!”

“Really! Arina! I loved you!”

“Ugh! Arina!”

On the other side, Pyo Jin-ho and Jung Chan-woo, who seemed like mortal enemies until just now, are hugging each other and sharing their heartbreak.

“Damn.”

I felt my tongue loosen a little, but now I don’t know what to do, so I just picked up the soju bottle and poured it into my mouth.

* * *

“Ouch.”

A splitting headache wakes me up like a warning signal from my body. My eyes won’t open properly, so I twist my body around, and it feels like someone has glued my eyes shut.

I move my hands around like I’m flailing, and my hand catches on a cell phone.

As I barely open my eyes and check the time on my cell phone, it’s already lunchtime.

Considering that my lecture is in the afternoon today, I should be running right now.

‘No. Give up.’

I guess I’ll have to take a day off on my own today.

This is what it means to be a college student.

Anyway, it was fortunate that the ceiling was familiar. I was so drunk that my head was pounding, but I was proud of myself for making it home.

As I gradually wake up.

“……Whose cell phone is this?”

I started to sense something strange.

The moment I realized that the cell phone I was checking the time on wasn’t mine, I jumped up.”Ugh!”

I rushed to the bathroom, feeling dizzy and nauseous from the sudden movement.

“What the hell!?”

Ahn Hyun-ho was sleeping on the floor next to the toilet. I kicked him and threw up in the toilet before leaving the bathroom.

Now I could see the true state of the room.

Hangang was sleeping with a mannequin wearing a mesh underwear that he must have picked up somewhere.

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Pyo Jin-ho was hanging from the window like laundry.

And finally, Chan-woo.

“……Who is that?”

He was sleeping with a bald old man I had never seen before.

It seemed like I needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

* * *

Everyone in the room, except for the bald old man, was sitting around with their heads in their hands.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that I wanted to tell them to hold their breath.

“Get out.”

I had clearly called them together to figure out what happened, but for some reason, I told them to get out.

“You’re the one who brought us here.”

Ahn Hyun-ho, whose face was still pale from nausea, tried to breathe regularly.

“We were all leaving, but you collapsed on the street and told us to sleep at your place.”

“……”

I had done the same thing to some girls last time, so I couldn’t say anything.

Anyway.

“Let’s try to figure this out. Yesterday, at the pork belly restaurant… Did we go to a bar after that?”

I asked, frowning because I couldn’t remember either. Hangang, who was next to me, scratched his forehead and muttered.

“A hunting pocha.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

For some reason, Chan-woo sighed and took out his phone.

“I got a lot of messages from people I don’t know.”

He showed me his phone, and there were 13 new friends. They were all asking if Chan-woo was okay, if he had a good time, and if he wanted to meet again today. I almost broke my phone after reading those messages.

Hangang and Ahn Hyun-ho must have had similar experiences, because they frowned as they checked their phones.

“……”

Only Pyo Jin-ho and I had quiet phones.

“Oh, I got a message.”

“You’re acting.”

I pretended to get a message from a woman I didn’t know, but it didn’t work, so I just shut up.

“Where did we go next?”

I asked, trying to remember. Then, out of nowhere.

“We went to a karaoke bar.”

The bald old man, who was still cuddling with Chan-woo, answered.

We all looked at him at once. The old man, who looked to be in his mid-30s, was clinging to Chan-woo for some reason.

“Excuse me… Who are you?”

I asked carefully, and the old man smiled and answered.

“I’m the guy you picked up at the hunting pocha.”

“Oh, sh*t!”

“You crazy bastards! What did you do!”

“Oh! My God! Oh my Goooood!”

Sighs came from all over the place. The old man seemed embarrassed and grabbed Chan-woo, but Chan-woo was startled and jumped away.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“Chan-woo said he didn’t trust women anymore and asked me to go with him.”

“Jung Chan-woo, you crazy, gay bastard! Get out! Don’t ever come to my house again!”

“No! No! I swear, no!”

Chan-woo jumped up and denied it, his eyes filled with tears. I was worried that the old man might be hurt, but he just smiled.

“It’s okay. A one-night stand isn’t so bad.”

He’s a tough old man who’s been through a lot.

I wanted to kick him out right away, but I held back for now.

After all, it seemed like the old man remembered the most out of all of us.

“What did we do at the karaoke bar?”

I asked carefully, and the old man answered with a smile.

“You guys sang military songs for an hour straight.”

Military songs?

I wondered who in here had served in the military and would sing military songs at a karaoke bar.

“Huh? What is this?”

“What the hell is this?”At the same time, Han Kang and Pyo Jin-ho screamed.

– Notice from the Military Manpower Administration.

Kang Han-kang, Pyo Jin-ho, regarding joint enlistment…

The Military Manpower Administration had sent a detailed text message about joint enlistment.

“You’re doing joint enlistment?!”

“Me? With him?”

“Congratulations.”

“You became close friends overnight.”

I clapped with An Hyun-ho and congratulated them. It seemed that yesterday, after getting drunk, the two of them had applied for joint enlistment on their phones and then sang military songs at the top of their lungs.

“What’s next?”

When Chan-woo, who had distanced himself from the old man, asked cautiously, the old man slyly pointed to the large black and red envelopes in the corner.

“I went to an adult toy store.”

“Why did you go there?!”

When I shouted in annoyance, the old man replied awkwardly.

“He, he told me to go.”

He did?

“He said it’s not a big deal to be dumped by a woman. He said he can handle it on his own anyway.”

“……”

“I told him to go buy whatever he wanted. I told him his soulmate isn’t as far away as he thinks.”

“……”

“What’s the big deal about s*x? You put it in, shake it, and it’s s*x. So if you buy a dildo, that’s s*x.”

In an instant, the resentful gazes of four people were directed at me.

“Ahem.”

I coughed awkwardly and checked the payment history in the text message on my phone.

– Adult Toy Store

Kim*jin

773,500 won

“What the hell did you buy that cost seven hundred thousand won at an adult toy store? You crazy kids!”

Dumbfounded, I strode over to check the items inside.

There were four Tenga cups.

He had bought a box of condoms.

There was everything from racy underwear to vibrators for women and butt plugs.

“What the hell is this, a bug?”

There was a bizarre tool that was just a woman’s genitals, and a vibrating dildo that I didn’t know why he had bought.

Crazy items poured out like sausages.

“That’s what he brought from there.”

Han Kang muttered, pointing to the mannequin he had been hugging and sleeping with. I glared at him, glad that he had come to such a great realization.

“Take all the dildos when you go.”

It’s supplies.

“Chan-woo, take the dildo and the plug.”

“No!”

Anyway.

After hearing the story, it seemed that after going to the adult toy store, they had bought beer at a nearby convenience store and came to our house, where they all passed out.

After listening to the old man’s explanation, I asked cautiously.

“Excuse me, can I go home?”

“Oh, sure. I have to go to work too.”

The old man smiled cheerfully and got up.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything weird. I’m a gentleman in my own way.”

With that, he went to the front door and winked at me.

“It was a fun night, guys. Let’s hang out again sometime.”

Thud.

“My butt hurts.”

“I guess I can go without washing my hair since I’m bald.”

“What if we have a senior like that in the army?”

After the bald old man left, we sighed and sat down.

Last night.

Chan-woo became secret friends with the bald old man.

Kang Han-kang and Pyo Jin-ho were going to do joint enlistment.

And I spent 700,000 won at an adult toy store.

“Am I the only winner?”

An Hyun-ho chuckled. He smugly looked at his phone, saying that he hadn’t made any mistakes, but then…

“……”

His expression suddenly turned pale, and I quickly ran over to him, ready to tease him.

– Caller: Choi I-seo (73 calls)

“Holy.”

Crazy An Hyun-ho had a record of calling Choi I-seo seventy-three times.

“Ah, ah, no! Just a minute!”

He hurriedly called Choi I-seo again, but…

– The number you have dialed has been blocked…Ahn Hyun-ho’s love life had been sentenced to death.

But it seemed that Ahn Hyun-ho wasn’t the only one who had called and caused an accident.

“I, I called Ah-rin five times too….”

Jung Chan-woo, who felt that five times was cute thanks to Ahn Hyun-ho’s overwhelming call history.

“….I called seven times.”

Thanks to Pyo Jin-ho, who had joined in from the side, Yoo Ah-rin had received a total of twelve calls last night.

“f*ck.”

Senior Han-kang seemed to have called Seo Ye-rin, but when I looked, he had called everyone equally.

Looking at the record of him calling all the girls he had dated once, everyone except Ahn Hyun-ho laughed together.

“Oh my god, you idiots.”

I was better off.

I was scratched for 700,000 won, but at least I didn’t lose my social honor.

Choi I-seo 1 message.

Yoo Ah-rin 1 message.

Seo Ye-rin 1 message.

There was a call history, but on the contrary, it was not a call made but a call received.

It was a little unsettling that all three of them had made calls, but…

“Let’s go have a hangover!”

I was about to put my cell phone away with a grin, feeling like I was the ultimate winner after all.

At the very bottom of last night’s call history, there was one name that shouldn’t have been there.

– Oh Yoon-ji

Outgoing call, 3 minutes 47 seconds.