Bamboo Forest Manager

8 – 8. Captain Ju

The beginner’s Japanese conversation book contained only the most basic content.

I wondered if it was even worth learning this in university, but well, what can you do.

On the other hand, maybe my level of Japanese is too high. Thanks to early education through anime in high school, I can understand the basics.

Of course, I can’t mimic the way they speak in anime exactly.

“Haaah.”

The important thing was that not only me but even diligent Seo Yerin was getting bored and yawning.

She also seemed to have a slightly blurry look, thinking that she was learning too basic Japanese.

Sometimes, she would check her phone and then look downcast. When I secretly checked my phone, Anonymous69 was still sending messages.

I was slightly terrified at the thought that she might have heard it if I hadn’t put it on silent.

Anyway.

We naturally started looking for something interesting during the boring lecture.

Seo Yerin quickly wrote something with a pen in a corner of her notebook and handed it to me.

“What is your tier?”

Come to think of it, the professor didn’t mention my tier because he came.

After making eye contact, Seo Yerin gestured for me to write, so I quickly wrote below.

“Plat.”

I wrote it instantly, my eyes brightening.

“Really?”

“I feel like Gold.”

With a look that said, “What are you talking about?” Seo Yerin looked at me.

I quickly added below.

“But actually, I’m Silver 2.”

“Hah.”

Seo Yerin sighed with exasperation and immediately scribbled with a pen.

She wrote so fast that it was almost illegible.

[B’Shillgol.]

“It would be cool if Gold said that.”

When Bronze says it, isn’t it just complaining? There must be a clear reason why tiers are divided.

Bronze thinks bronze, and silver thinks silver.

[B’Shillgol.]

[Bronze talking about it is a bit…]

[B’Shillgol.]

[Why are silver and bronze divided?]

[B’Shillgol.]

“This girl…”

While realizing this, Seo Yerin is holding back her laughter with her hand covering her mouth.

The skill of person-scratching that she showed as Anonymous69 is coming out here.

“Should I do it later?”

As someone who takes pride in her gaming skills as a Silver in South Korea, she immediately challenged to a duel.

“Come in.”

Seo Yerin accepted my challenge without a second thought. I was a little surprised at how easily she accepted it.

Was it because of her confidence?

To be on the safe side, I asked her quietly.

“What position?”

“Top.”

Seo Yerin declares confidently.

The top of Bronze 4. It was so intimidating that my shoulders jumped. How much of a loser do you have to be to fall that low?

Her appearance, actions, and way of speaking online are completely different from her visible appearance.

When I saw her as Anonymous69, I definitely had this feeling. Unconsciously, Seo Yerin was revealing her true self.

“And you?”

Now, we whisper and talk as the notebook is pushed aside. Feeling a strange sense of shame, I answered.

“Support…”

“Pffft!”

“Are you ignoring support now?”

Because support players work hard to take care of them, ranged dealers are called princes, and top fighters are called generals.

“No, let’s have a one-on-one session later if there’s time.”

I feel a bit nervous.

“Come in.”

But still, I’m a Silver 2 support. They’re a Bronze 4 top. Even though they spend the whole day playing 1v1 like an idle person, there’s bound to be a difference in skill level.

“Should I go and practice 1v1 today?”

As I continue to have various thoughts, the lecture suddenly ends. Since I had another lecture, I went out immediately, and Seo Yerin said we would part ways as she didn’t have a lecture today.

“Oh, I should reply.”

While on my way to the next lecture room, I take out my phone and see a flood of messages.

Earlier, I wasn’t really paying attention to my phone because I was focused on the conversation, but now it seems like it exploded as soon as the lecture ended.

– Anonymous69: Don’t ignore.

– Anonymous69: The administrator said not to ignore.

– Anonymous69: Rapid response.

“Ah, jeez.”

It’s piling up so much that I’m not sure what kind of response to give.

– Administrator: What response do you want? Since I had a lecture, I couldn’t respond.

– Anonymous69: ? The administrator had a lecture too?

I was momentarily taken aback, but this time, it’s not even a basic Japanese conversation class.

I responded naturally.

– Anonymous69: I heard the administrator is a frail girl with white hair. Wow.

Where does this person even hear such things? Their knowledge is too vast, even too vast.

– Administrator: No, that’s not true.

– Anonymous69: Wtf? I started contacting because I thought you were a frail girl with white hair. I won’t send any more inquiries now.

They say that and yet I know they’ll immediately send another inquiry. So I tried to ignore it.

Ugh.

But my phone rang again, and this time it wasn’t Anonymous69.

– Joo Daejang (Team Leader): Woo Jin, it’s Juhee-seonbae. Do you have a moment?

Our team leader.

The one in charge of our group project.

It was a message from Min Juhee-seonbae, and I immediately replied.

– Kim Woojin: I have a two-hour lecture left. If I listen to it, I’ll have some time.

-Ju Chairman: OK, then come to the university computer room after you’re done. There’s something I want to ask about our assignment. I’ll buy dinner.

-Kim Woojin: I understand. But how can I find the computer room?

-Ju Chairman: It’s the building next to the auditorium where you had your entrance ceremony. You’ll see it when you enter the multipurpose room.

-Kim Woojin: I understand.

-Ju Chairman: Are you in the military? Why are you talking like that? Speak normally.

-Kim Woojin: Normally…

-Ju Chairman: (emoticon)

Min Juhee senior sent a tiger emoticon, urging me to come quickly.

She has so much charisma as a senior that I unconsciously ended up cosplaying as a soldier.

Even though I’m exempt.

* * *

The computer room I arrived at after the lecture.

Senior Juhee was fidgeting with the mouse, doing something. Her hand seemed awkward with the computer, but she was typing with the eagle touch typing technique.

‘Wow.’

It’s a new experience to see a 21st century university sophomore typing on a computer with the eagle touch typing technique.

‘Is she truly Jean-Dark reincarnated?’

To be honest, at that level, should I call her a primitive human being of the current mankind?

“Senior, I’m here.”

As I approached and handed her one of the two ion drinks from the vending machine, senior Juhee immediately turned around.

“Oh, you’re here. Good sense in choosing a drink?”

Although she said that, her expression wasn’t very pleasant. It seemed that she was stressed about something, probably related to the computer.

Crunch.

Senior Juhee casually crushed the can in her hand and emptied all the drinks.

Grr.

As if representing her own feelings, she spoke to me while crushing the can.

“I’m thinking of choosing a few scripts first. We’ll arrange them according to our taste, but I’m not sure how much editing you can do.”

I guess I came here for editing after all.

“I’ve found a few videos related to editing. Tell me what’s possible here.”

The videos Juhee senior played were about editing techniques.

Maybe she wants to select the most efficient script that I can extract using the skills I have.

The handling was fast yet meticulous.

Different from the way of speaking.

“I can do everything until 7 minutes, but after that I can’t do most of it. But I think I can do it if I learn a little.”

“Oh? How about this?”

“Well, I kinda have a feeling for it. I think I need to learn to know for sure.”

“Don’t just copy everything, even if you can add this kind of effect, it will greatly enhance the visual beauty.”

“Really? That seems possible. Because there are many YouTube videos that show how to do it these days.”

“Ah, you clever guy. Very reliable. I wish other guys were as good as you.”

As they exchanged various stories, an hour had passed.

“Are you hungry? I’ll buy you food. What do you like?”

At this time.

“Jeyuk Jib?”

“Oh, Han Jip Jeyuk? It’s a famous restaurant. It’s probably closed at this time.”

Is he not just a senior for nothing?

While Suye and Choi Iseo disliked it, Juhee sunbae immediately comes up with relevant information.

Judging by his taste, it seems like he also likes jeyuk.

“What about going for tonkatsu instead?”

“If you go there now, they fry it with used oil, so it won’t taste good. Go during lunchtime, the owner changes the oil for the kids coming for lunch.”

What is this?

Seeing that he knows more about my favorite restaurant than me, it feels like I’ve become Monkey King on the palm of Samjang.

It feels like meeting someone with an amazing amount of experience.

“Alright then. Let’s go get some drinks. There’s a place where you can have a full meal as a side dish, you know? Let’s just have a quick meal and have a few drinks there.”

“Do you like drinking?”

“Oh, I love it to death!”

So you really like drinking.

I nodded in understanding, and the senior said he would briefly stop by the dormitory to change clothes and left.

Outside the building.

As I huddled myself in the gradually chilly weather, putting my hands in my pockets, people passing by.

“Hmm? Isn’t that Kim Woojin?”

I heard a slightly cold voice that I was familiar with. Wondering who is calling me, I turned my head and saw our classmates from our department passing by in a hurry.

“Hey, Woojin. What are you doing?”

The imposing upperclassman, Ahn Hyunho, calls out to me in an assertive manner.

I know for a fact that he dislikes me. He even cursed at me, saying he wanted to kill me in the bamboo forest.

But there was a reason he was so jealous.

It was because of the senior, Choi Saeo, standing next to Ahn Hyunho.

Ah, I wonder if he’s hoping I feel jealous?

Choi Saeo raised his hand slightly to greet me, and I quickly gave a brief greeting, telling him to go on.

But following Ahn Hyunho’s lead, they insist on approaching me.

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“Hey, Woojin. What are you doing here? Are you on your way home?”

Ahn Hyunho grumbles.

Well, if he feels better from doing something like this, it doesn’t really matter, so I reluctantly nod my head.

“Oh, I have some assignments to do after class, so I’m going home now.”

“We’re going to grab a drink. Want to come with us? Huh? What do you think?”

The other students were curious as to why Ahn Hyunho was so concerned about me, but he subtly shows off his relationship by taking a step closer to Choi Saeo.

Meanwhile, Choi Saeo never even looks at Ahn Hyunho and was staring directly at me.

Just as I was about to say I didn’t want to go.

“Hey, what are you guys doing to my boyfriend?”

Behind me.

With his hands deep in the pockets of his loose jacket, Junhee sunbae, casually walks over with a smile.