Bamboo Forest Manager

95 – 95. Woojin’S Taste

“Ugh!”

As I watched Yuarin kicking her legs in protest while lying on the sofa, I felt something rising in my chest.

How should I explain this?

I had words in my mind, but I didn’t want to say them out loud, and they felt too weak to spit out carelessly.

I had never thought much about my vocabulary in my life.

But now, I was feeling doubtful about my own Korean language skills.

“I, I just…”

“Just? Just what?”

Yuarin giggled as I stood there, fumbling over my words.

“My body is hot.”

As I said that, Yuarin slowly lifted the clothes she was wearing while lying down.

Her white belly, which was revealed, made my hot head even hotter.

“Woojini, your body is hot? Are you getting excited just looking at me?”

“Can I just take a moment to sort out my feelings inside?”

“……Sure, just a moment.”

Yuarin said, shivering in surprise, and sat down on the sofa in a daze.

“A, are you really not excited?”

“Be quiet! I’m trying to find the right words!”

My head was hot, and I shouted at Yuarin in a hurry. She started to guard herself against me, pulling her clothes back up, but I took a deep breath and tried to find the right words, but eventually gave up.

“Is there a word more cruel than saying I’m going to kill you?”

“……”

“What? Excited? I’m not excited. I don’t know what to think of to kill you in a very cruel and painful way.”

“……”

“I’m so sorry that I don’t have enough vocabulary to come up with a word that’s more severe than saying I want to kill you.”

“……”

“I said the same thing to Seoyerin. Thank your parents. If you hadn’t learned Taekwondo when you were young, you would have died here by my hand.”

“……Thank you, parents.”

I don’t know how anger can fly to the top of my head like this. Honestly, I could have just let it go by lying to her.

The moment I started to make ramen and she started to fuss, my reason flew away somewhere.

It’s like an elementary school student next to me teasing me, saying, “You’re a piece of sh*t, I’m the best in our class, let’s fight.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you could get so angry.”

Yuarin scratched her head and said, glancing at me.

“Don’t be angry and go make some ramen. Don’t break the egg, and make it curly.”

“……”

“Where’s the ramen?”

“Let’s die one of these days. Call the police.”

As I approached her with my arms crossed, she giggled and spread her legs wide towards me.

“I’ve been watching a lot of Jiu-Jitsu on YouTube lately. It’s to my advantage to fight lying down.”

It was a pose I had often seen in Jiu-Jitsu, but when I actually saw it, it was a little bit…

“Oh, hell. You’re done for, Yuarin.”

As I ran towards Yuarin, she quickly put her legs around my neck, grabbed one of my arms, and went into an armbar.

I don’t know the technical name, but she was hanging from my arm, and her posture was pretty good.

However, since it was the first time I had done it in a real fight, I didn’t get the technique right.

Yuarin’s body weight was light, and I was a healthy young man who had been training at home for a month.

“Urgh!”

I lifted Yuarin, who was hanging on my arms, with all my might. Yuarin, who was surprised, tried to hold on by squeezing my arm with her thighs.

“Wait a minute! Stop! Stop! I get it! I’m sorry! Let me down!”

“Shut up! You’re going to fall and die.”

“Hey! Oppa! Master! Wait a minute! I’m really in trouble! Don’t do it!”

“Are you going to make the ramen!?”

“I’ll even put eggs and green onions in it!”

I wanted to throw her on the floor, but since she said she would make ramen, I decided to just throw her on the sofa.

The sofa was soft, so the moment she was thrown down.

“Ugh!”

My back gave out and my body was thrown forward, and I fell on top of Yuarin.

“……”

“……”

An awkward situation.

Yuarin, her face flushed, looked up at me and punched me in the side with her fist.

“Ugh!”

“How many porn movies have you watched to do something like this?!”

“It’s unfair that I got hit, and it’s unfair that I was told to make ramen at your house. It’s the most unfair thing in the world that you’re trying to do something to me!”

“Shut up!”

Yuarin grumbled and went into the kitchen, even as she rolled on the floor in agony.

Anyway, thanks to her, I was left alone, so I roughly cleaned myself up and started eating the ramen that Yuarin had made.In ordinary romantic comedies, the typical development would be for them to exchange glances and blush while hesitating.

“Hey, look at this kid playing with his chopsticks! Do you know you just took a whole serving with one chopstick?”

“What are you talking about? I’m eating my own family’s ramen, so why should I listen to you?”

“Ugh, you should treat guests properly. You’re single-handedly ruining your family’s image right now…!”

“What, should I call Mom? She’s on a trip to Japan right now, but do you want me to call her? Should I tell her to come out?”

“Why would you bother your parents who are enjoying their trip… Hey! You’re taking all the egg yolks for yourself?!”

“I need to mix them into my soup!”

We didn’t have any of that youthful innocence, so we just ended up fighting over who could eat more ramen, and time flew by.

After eating our fill, we finished washing the dishes and went into the living room. Yooarin took out her coat and started putting it on.

“What, are you seeing me out?”

I thought she was seeing me out since she knew I was leaving.

“What are you talking about? I’m going to the convenience store.”

“Yeah, what did you expect?”

I clicked my tongue and went outside.

“Hey, but what do you do about those kids who post weird stuff in the bamboo forest at dawn?”

“What do you do about them? Just block them the next day. When those kinds of posts go up, the kids post stuff like, ‘Why aren’t you deleting this?’ So just delete it without looking at it. That’s a pro tip.”

“Oh, so you just throw the kids under the bus and don’t look at the offending posts yourself?”

“That’s right. That’s why I sometimes react late on purpose. The kids who post the offending posts see it first and freak out about why it’s not being deleted.”

“That’s a really good tip.”

Yooarin nodded, her hands in her coat pockets. I shrugged my shoulders, thinking that she had taught me something else as an administrator today. When she saw that, she immediately slapped my hand with her palm and lowered it again.

We arrived at the convenience store.

“Wait a minute.”

Yooarin went into the convenience store, leaving me standing there. She quickly came out with a Choco Mong and a Hershey’s chocolate milk.

“Here.”

But out of nowhere, she handed me the Choco Mong.

“What? That’s mine.”

When I pointed to the Hershey’s, Yooarin threw the Choco Mong at my chest and quickly stuck a straw into the Hershey’s and started drinking it.

“I’m craving this today.”

“What?”

“You should try the Choco Mong too. It’s delicious.”

“I can eat it deliciously because you’re buying it.”

I started to drink the Choco Mong and leave, but Yooarin followed me.

“……Where are you going?”

I wondered where she was going again, but Yooarin came up to me and muttered.

“PC cafe.”

“Why?”

“Aren’t you going to do more homework?”

“……That’s true.”

“Let’s go together. I’m bored at home by myself anyway. I’ve always wanted to try staying up all night at a PC cafe.”

Well, there was no need to send away someone who was following me. As I watched her, Yooarin frowned and held out the Hershey’s she was drinking.

“Hey, this doesn’t taste good. Let’s switch.”

“Just drink the one you were drinking.”

“We can just switch straws. Hurry up.”

I sighed and handed her the Choco Mong. We switched straws and headed to the PC cafe, slurping on our chocolate milk.

I carefully entered, wondering if Chanwoo was working part-time while I was out. I almost fell over because someone pushed my back.

“You almost made me crack my head open!”

“Oh, is Chanwoo here? He’s off starting tomorrow, so I asked him if he could come in tonight.”

“……That’s not wrong, but it’s even more annoying.”

I hesitated as I went inside and tried to find a seat again. I had chosen to come here to make as much progress as possible while I was on a roll with editing.

But now that I was actually at the PC cafe, I felt like I had almost finished what I needed to do today.

“Should I just read some webtoons?”

“You said you were going to do homework. Hurry up and find a seat.”

“Ugh.”

I took a deep breath and stretched my neck around.

After calming down a bit, I was about to go to a corner seat.

‘Our seat from before was taken.’

A person in a black hoodie with the hood up and a headset on was sitting in the seat where Yooarin and I had been.

The silhouette looked familiar, so I approached cautiously and saw that it was Seoyerin, her face completely covered.

“What is she doing here?”

“What, it’s Yerim?”

She was so engrossed in the game that she couldn’t hear us because of the headset.

I was wondering if there was something I could do to prank her when Yooarin ran up and covered Seoyerin’s eyes with her hand from behind the chair.

“Who is it!”

“Huh? Huh?!”Unable to hear anything because of the headset and suddenly unable to see, the flustered Seo Yerim reached out her hands to her face in a hurry, but I caught them.

“Eek!?”

Seo Yerim made a strange noise. She was flustered and flailing around, and we enjoyed watching her while giggling.

If there had been one more person, we would have recorded a video.

“Ah, part-timer! I, I can’t see…!”

“Hup!”

Seo Yerim’s strength could be subdued with one hand, so I held both her wrists with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

Seo Yerim, whose mouth was covered, tried to escape somehow and bit my hand.

“Ugh! You got saliva on me!”

I pulled my hand away in surprise, and Seo Yerim exclaimed with a bright smile.

“Ah, Woojin tastes good!”

“……Woojin tastes good?”

Yooarin looked at me, wondering what I was talking about, but I was speechless and couldn’t answer.