Bamboo Forest Manager

189 – 183. Kim Woo-Jin Vs. Jung Chan-Woo

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Mom has passed away.

It was a day like a storm, and it was also a time for me to realize the weight of the choice I had made once again.

Peace passed by like that.

Before I knew it, it was the midterm exam period.

– Anonymous415: Any tips on how to get a family tree?

– Anonymous267: Don’t write during the midterm exam period for the 400s.

– Anonymous211: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Seriously, look at those old farts in the bamboo forest.

↳ Anonymous302: They brought it upon themselves.

↳ Anonymous97: That’s true. If you want to be considerate, you have to speak within the bounds of common sense.

↳ Anonymous402: Why don’t we just help each other? Why do you discriminate like this?

↳ Anonymous125: You’re talking about mutual aid. If we help you, will you help us with our exams? Will you do our homework for us? What will you do?

↳ Anonymous413: Buy me coffee.

↳ Anonymous146: They’ll buy it with their older brothers’ money, so go study, you little kids.

– Anonymous244: There’s no need to help freshmen. They really think it’s a right when we help them out of goodwill.

– Anonymous142: This time, the Department of Business Administration sent the address of the bamboo forest collection to the freshmen, and it was blown up. Figure it out yourself.

↳ Anonymous425: ? Senior? I haven’t checked that yet.

↳ Anonymous387: I heard that it was left by those who graduated first?

↳ Anonymous444: Ah, damn it. Ga-hyeon University’s military discipline. Has it always been like this?

– Anonymous432: Seniors, stop being so territorial. It’s really too much.

↳ Anonymous141: Yeah, it’s your problem. It wasn’t like this last year.

↳ Anonymous71: Ask the sophomores. Back then, everyone kindly told us everything. They even found family trees that didn’t exist.

↳ Anonymous210: If you keep being kind, they’ll think it’s a right.

↳ Anonymous129: It’s funny that you’re looking for it because you need it after you’ve said everything you can.

“Whew.”

It’s only been a year since I’ve been to Ga-hyeon University.

But I dare say that this will probably be the most chaotic and tumultuous midterm exam in history.

The bamboo forest was now hostilely rejecting members from the late 300s to the 400s.

To be exact.

The freshmen.

The situation where the freshmen were being cursed at.

If you ask why it turned out like this, it was a bit complicated.

The Department of Theater and Film was the starting point.

It was discovered that the freshmen were gossiping about their seniors in the department chat.

It wasn’t just one or two people who were cursed.

They called out the names of the second and third year seniors one by one and chewed them out together.

They didn’t even hesitate to make high-level remarks that would have to go to court.

It seemed that they often ranked their appearance, body, breasts, buttocks, and pelvis.

Thanks to this, the Department of Theater and Film was turned upside down.

Seo Ye-rin’s friend and Lee Seo-ah, who worked together at Gold One, was furious and said that she had to discipline her juniors, but Seo Ye-rin barely calmed her down.

Of course, if it had ended there, it would have been fine.

– Anonymous407: You bastards. Look at you, living with a sense of privilege over something so insignificant. You’re just kids who haven’t even been to the military, so what’s the point of you holding on to the military discipline of the military? You’re just little kids.

“Ugh.”

Anonymous407.

An aggro who has been cursing at an unspecified number of people in the bamboo forest since last time.

This guy was the culprit who added fuel to the fire of the freshmen’s hatred in the bamboo forest.

The replies running under Anonymous407.

They are all cursing at Anonymous407.

“I gave him a one-day suspension, but he’s doing it again.”

In the end, the situation started to escalate into a fight again.

I gave Anonymous407 and all the guys who fought with him a three-day suspension and put an end to it.

“The atmosphere these days is really like that.”

Watching the freshmen’s hatred spread through the bamboo forest, I headed to the cafe.

This time, I heard that Ahn Hyun-ho had obtained the family tree for the lecture we were taking together, so I decided to study.

The cafe was crowded because it was exam time.

I couldn’t see Ahn Hyun-ho, so I wondered where he had gone, but one of the three men eating cake at a wide table where group guests sat was Ahn Hyun-ho.

The other two were naturally Han-gang and Pyo Jin-ho.

I heard that both of them had their military service postponed and were on a break from university.

“Was it senior Han-gang who got the family tree?”

I asked, surprised, as I sat down, and Ahn Hyun-ho nodded with a fork in his mouth.

“Oh, the senior just gave it to me.”

“That’s something that’s been passed down from my seniors. It’s something the noona I was dating at the time gave me.”

Han-gang said proudly.Honestly, even if you call it a genealogy, it’s only as good as a past exam question.

It’s better than nothing, so I’ll accept it with gratitude for now.

“It’s become harder to get a genealogy because of the freshman hate this time. Thanks to you, it’s easy.”

“Freshman hate?”

Of course Ahn Hyunho would know about the freshman hate since he’s in the bamboo forest.

I listen to the three of them talk with one ear and let it go out the other as I send a text to Seo Yerim.

– Kim Woojin: Secured genealogy.

A few minutes later, I get a reply.

– Seo Yerim: Did you match the rhyme?

– Kim Woojin: No. Even if you call it a genealogy, it’s only as good as a past exam question. But still, where is this?

– Seo Yerim: That’s good. Where are you? I’m free after class.

– Kim Woojin: I’m at a cafe with the guys. Han Kang sunbae is here too.

– Seo Yerim: I have to play with Arin.

The chat ended right there.

Look at her running away as soon as she hears that Han Kang sunbae is there.

Honestly, I wanted to just go too, but I got caught by the three of them.

“No, how can you do that with your seniors? Isn’t that right, Woojin?!”

Han Kang slams the table and stares at me.

“Isn’t it? I’ve felt it since last year. These kids these days have no respect for their seniors, no respect at all.”

“What? Are you saying that to me?”

“What? Are you offended?”

This punk.

“Do something respectable. Instead of following after your juniors every day and getting beaten up like a dog by Joohee sunbae.”

“Ahem.”

Han Kang awkwardly turns his head away.

I don’t know why this guy, who’s not even a senior anymore, is acting like this.

“But what about Chanwoo?”

At that moment, Pyo Jin-ho, who had been diligently eating cake, finally opened his mouth.

I wondered what good would come of gathering with these idiots and even calling Jung Chanwoo.

“He said he couldn’t come today because he’s with his girlfriend.”

Ahn Hyunho knows the details, like he really did call Chanwoo.

I hope things go well with this girlfriend.

“Ha, Chanwoo is really lucky.”

“I’m not bad at picking up girls either, but he-.”

The conversation naturally turns to Chanwoo.

Since studying was already out of the question, I also shared an anecdote about Chanwoo.

The story of Jung Chanwoo, who got a new girlfriend just three days after breaking up with his ex.

“Someone like Chanwoo can really pick and choose his girlfriends, can’t he?”

“But there are also girls who don’t care about looks.”

“Why don’t the girls who don’t care about looks have any interest in me?”

Han Kang and Pyo Jin-ho each add a comment to Ahn Hyunho’s words.

I listen silently.

Woong.

– Choi Yiseo: What are you doing? You said you were studying, but you’re not in your room?

Why is this girl in my room?

– Kim Woojin: I came to get the genealogy.

– Choi Yiseo: Oh. Where are you?

Why is a similar conversation happening again?

– Kim Woojin: Cafe. Hyunho is here too.

– Choi Yiseo: I have to go study with Yerim.

There’s no contact after that.

Seo Yerim and Choi Yiseo, who have lost contact.

I smile wryly at the two similar reactions, and before I know it, the three of them are staring at me.

“Hey, what if.”

And then Pyo Jin-ho asks a serious question.

“You died and were reborn, and God gave you the choice to live as either Jung Chanwoo or Kim Woojin. Who would you choose?”

What kind of crazy question is this?

I look at Pyo Jin-ho, dumbfounded.

“Chanwoo.”

“Shut up, shut up. Shut up and Jung Chanwoo.”

These punks?

“Isn’t it? I would choose Chanwoo too. I just asked for nothing.”

Even Pyo Jin-ho is killed, and I feel strangely dirty.

I put my phone away and turn my shoulder, saying to the guys.

“Think about it carefully. I’m not as good as Chanwoo in terms of looks, but I’m not bad in other ways.”

Han Kang asks first, dumbfounded.

“Do you have a girlfriend? Are you dating Yerim or Yiseo?”

“Not yet- I mean?”

I’ve done everything, but it’s not like I can say something like “s*x friend” here, right?

I shake my head as I trail off.

“Chanwoo already has a girlfriend. It doesn’t seem like it’s been that long, but it looks like he’s dated two people.”

“……””You’re not as good as Chanwoo, who eats apples, grapes, and strawberries evenly, even though you have a tempting fruit that you can’t eat.”

My mouth is shut tight.

After all, it’s true that I can’t date.

I can’t explain the details of the situation.

This time, Hyunho Ahn adds.

“His appearance is also a landslide victory.”

“Hey, I’m not bad either. I get hunted sometimes these days.”

“You? Hmm.”

What the heck.

The girls told me that I’ve gotten better looking, but I guess the guys are just slow to change.

“Let’s put that on hold for now. So, do you have a lot of money? I see that Chanwoo is now working as a model in addition to his part-time job at the PC room. You know that the hourly wage is really high, right?”

“Whew.”

I’m the son of a conglomerate chairman, you little brats.

If I wanted to, I could buy this cafe outright right now.

But I try to swallow it down.

“You look a little tight on money since you live in a dormitory instead of a studio.”

I did have the money I made from working at Gold One and the money from selling my older brother’s adult products.

But it’s going to be hard to make it through the year with this.

I was thinking of getting a part-time job.

Like Chanwoo, a fitting model… I guess that’s out of the question.

“You lost money too? Is there anything else?”

“Exercise.”

Jin-ho Pyo immediately interjects next to Hyunho Ahn, who mumbles that it’s ambiguous.

“How about exercise?”

“I evolved from a homet to a gym-goer!”

“But isn’t Chanwoo a gym native? He goes to the gym when he’s bored.”

That’s right.

Chanwoo started going to the gym before I did.

Exercise… I can’t win.

I can’t even think of following the weight he’s lifting.

My purpose for exercising is a little different in the first place.

My purpose for exercising is strictly s*x.

“That’s a big one.”

Now that I’ve found something I can win at, I said confidently.

“……”

“……”

“……”

The three of them looked at me blankly at the same time.

I shrugged my shoulders and nodded.

“It’s huge.”

The three of them were momentarily taken aback.

But soon they burst out laughing.

“Hey, I do that too.”

“Ha. I wear two pairs of panties. Otherwise, it looks too thick.”

“When I was doing taekwondo, the kids didn’t want to shower with me. They said it made them feel bad about themselves.”

Look at these guys.

Look at them jumping in right away because they don’t want to lose.

“You’re all just a bunch of losers.”

When I clicked my tongue, they all got angry and made a lot of noise.

But since people around us were starting to notice, we took a break.

And then.

“Isn’t Chanwoo a little small?”

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Someone said that, and we started to get into a good mood.

“Oh, yeah. Chanwoo is a little small.”

“He’s just flashy on the outside, but he’s not very good.”

“hahahaha! God is fair.”

I don’t know why we’re talking about this.

Anyway, I thought the vote would be in my favor.

“So, who do you want to be born as?”

I asked again with a smile.

“Chanwoo.”

“Chanwoo, no matter what.”

“I want to be born as Chanwoo.”

The same answer came back again.

The reason is.

“Schrödinger’s Woojin. I can’t believe it until I observe it.”

“Kim Woojin, who bluffs with a precious treasure hidden in his panties, is ugly.”

“Woojin, do you know that? Guys who are obsessed with size are small.”

Whew.

This isn’t going to work.

“Damn it, if you just let me show you for 5 minutes here-!”

Woong! Woong! Woong!

The phone rang at just the right time.

It was Yooarin.

– Hey, it’s a video call. Clean your ears.

When I looked at the screen, I saw Yooarin at the school basketball court.

When I turned the screen slightly, I saw that Seoyerin and Choi Yiseo were there too.

I quickly went to the bathroom.

I didn’t want to show these guys the kids.

“Why? Weren’t you playing with the three of them?”

– I wanted to see if you were really playing with real guys.

“Ha, I’m busy now. I’ve been insulted!”

– What the hell are you talking about?”There is. Hang up. This is a fight that you have to win, even for your pride that you’re not sloppy.”

– ……Why is it already ominous? What’s the content?

“1Woojin is small, isn’t he?!”

– Ah, damn it.

– Woojin-ah…….

– Isn’t 1Woojin big enough?

Different reactions.

Yooarin and Choi Iseon sighed, and Seo Yerim asked a question with pure curiosity.

“Anyway, don’t call me. If someone gets arrested for indecent exposure on the news, that’s me.”

– I told you last time. I hate you most of the time, but sometimes I like you. But there are times when I especially hate you. Like now.

– What does that matter, Woojin-ah. Do you think I like you because of that?

– I don’t care either! Really!

“Guys…….”

My heart suddenly feels heavy.

Yes, this is love.

– Just lose, you bastard. Just go and lose by saying yes. What’s the point of winning an ugly fight?

– That’s right. Let’s not make a fuss for nothing.

– But I think Woojin will win.

I received comfort that was not really comforting.

Because I really didn’t care.

I hung up the phone and returned to my seat with a calm mind.

“Kiyoomi High.”

“Are you cold, Woojin-ah?”

“Did you check in the bathroom?”

“You damn bastards, where’s the nearest sauna here? Follow me, you little sh*ts.”

Where’s the stationery store?

I have to buy a bed and go, these little sh*ts.