Bamboo Forest Manager

97 – 97. Pc Room 2

There were all sorts of things that happened.

There was an incident where I couldn’t leave the bathroom for a while because my lower body was stiff due to the desirable Seo Yerim, and I had to calm down.

Anyway, the editing went smoothly.

Click.

Gulp.

I felt like I had become some kind of expert as I edited while taking a sip of the energy drink that I had been told to drink over and over again.

I found out that a 30-minute short film was difficult to shoot, but editing was even more difficult than I thought.

It wasn’t a joke, it seemed like I would need several reshoots, and it seemed like I needed a scene where the actor would naturally transition from the surrounding scenery, or a separate background.

I was thinking of making a separate title typography, but surprisingly, this was solved on the spot.

“How about this? Like this?”

“Oh, as expected of a design major.”

Thanks to the fact that another friend of mine was a design major, he quickly made it for me on the spot.

He had his own tablet, so he drew it on that and sent it to me via email on the spot, and I was very satisfied with the title.

With this, I could eat a few seconds in the introduction.

“Actually, I’m not a design major, I just enjoyed doing this since I was in high school.”

“It’s really pretty. Thank you.”

I was really grateful for his help, so I quickly went to the order screen and asked.

“I’ll buy you one. Have anything you want.”

“I’ll have a rice punch!”

“I’ll have a Jjapaguri.”

I don’t know why these weird girls are getting in the way. Yoo Ah-rin and Seo Yerim ran up to me as if they had been waiting, but I lightly ignored them.

“What would you like to have?”

When I asked, my design friend pointed to the iced Americano with a bright smile.

I was about to order it when Seo Yerim’s hand covered my hand that was holding the mouse.

She was trying to force me to order more.

No matter how sloppy I am, I didn’t think I would lose to a girl in strength, but Yoo Ah-rin, who suddenly stuck her body out, made it more difficult than I thought.

“Ge, get off…… you guys!”

“Order it!”

“Me, a rice punch!”

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I don’t know why these crazy girls are acting so spoiled. If this continues, I feel like I’m really going to lose control of the mouse.

For now, I put my hand on Yoo Ah-rin’s waist, which was clearly visible in front of me, and applied some force.

“Hyat?!”

Yoo Ah-rin’s body twisted in surprise. Thanks to that, the energy drink that I had opened earlier spilled.

“Hey! You spilled it!”

“You pervert!”

“Ah, Yoo Ah-rin, really. You’re so annoying. Don’t join the military.”

“Are you crazy?!”

Yoo Ah-rin’s face turned red and she hugged her body as if she was crossing her arms.

Is this the first or second time she’s done this?

Fortunately, it didn’t spill on any equipment like the keyboard.

Seo Yerim, who had quickly brought a wet tissue, helped me clean the desk. At times like this, it was more helpful than I thought to be quick-witted.

The design student smiled awkwardly and turned his chair to go back to his seat.

Yoo Ah-rin kicked my chair once while grumbling, then turned her head and started watching the drama she was watching earlier.

“Give it to me. I’ll clean it.”

“No, I’ll clean it.”

Seo Yerim stretched her body out and cleaned my seat for me. I wondered if she would do something like this. Seo Yerim tore open a disposable tissue that she had brought with the wet tissue and smiled as she reached out her hand.

“You got some here too.”

“……?!”

My body stiffened without me knowing it.Because Seoyerin’s hand was touching my lower body. Seoyerin, whose hand was exactly on my crotch, carefully began to wipe my dry pants.

I was going to tell her to stop, but it felt better than I thought. My lower body was gradually getting stronger…….

‘Oh, no. This isn’t it.’

This is going to be a big problem.

This is a public place, and Yuarin is right next to us. I was about to stop her because I felt like I might end up editing and taking Seoyerin to a nearby motel if I made a mistake.

“…….”

I felt a sharp gaze and turned my head slightly to see Yuarin, who had a real sh*t-eating grin on her face, looking at us.

Seoyerin, who was still diligently wiping me, didn’t seem to notice.

“Ah…….”

I felt a faint moan and a hot, seductive breath on my pants.

But I quickly grabbed the back of Seoyerin’s neck and pulled her back.

“Chokeslam!”

It’s supposed to be held the other way around, but whatever. I put Seoyerin back in her original position.

Seoyerin, who had been feeling sorry for herself, finally noticed that Yuarin was looking at us and stuck her face out towards the monitor in shame.

When this girl’s switch is turned on, she goes all out, but when it’s turned off, she goes back to being the innocent Seoyerin she usually pretends to be.

And that’s what makes it hot.

“What the f*ck?”

Yuarin, who had finally said something, stood up and ran at me.

Smack!

Yuarin’s slender hand grabbed my neck and pulled it back.

“Chokeslam, you son of a b*tch!”

My head hit the back of the chair and the backrest went all the way back. I felt like it went almost 180 degrees because the chair was good.

I experienced a makeshift Chokeslam, but it didn’t hurt. However, Yuarin still didn’t let go of my hand and whispered in my ear, gritting her teeth.

“You f*cking bastard, this is a public place. There are kids here.”

“Tell that to your friend…… Ouch! I’m sorry!”

Yuarin tightened her grip to cut off my excuse, and I immediately lowered my tail, and she sighed and brushed her bangs aside.

“Oh, you beast.”

So tell that to Seoyerin.

Yuarin, who was visibly angry, exhaled heavily and turned away. I rubbed the back of my neck and tried to edit again.

“Excuse me, what do you think of this design?”

I guess she found it interesting in the design department, so she made a typo with a different phrase and gave it to me.

“……Just a moment.”

The blood that had rushed to my head still hadn’t subsided, so I thought I should sit down for a while.

‘Should I just go home?’

Should I go and write a review of Tenga?

* * *

“Haam.”

I woke up late on Sunday because I stayed up all night at the PC room yesterday.

The video I sent to Joohee sunbae early in the morning was praised as the best, and I replied to Choi Yiseo, who asked if I was going to work out today, that I didn’t want to.

I was watching the bamboo forest while eating bread for breakfast.

I see it every day, but it feels like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen it.

Maybe because it was the weekend, the religious club was very active.

– Anonymous77: JLY! The Lord loves you. You can join as soon as you come to the East. Crosses will be given. Grade does not matter(｡♥‿♥｡).

– Anonymous88: Namu Amitabha. We will welcome you at the Buddhist practice meeting at any time. Every Friday, we practice chanting, once a month we go hiking, and today we are studying the mind.- Anonymous185: I support all of you in the Mukgyo-dong club. There is no God. If you’re bored, you can read a book or do some exercise.

↳ Anonymous77: Satan, begone!

↳ Anonymous88: Namu Amitabha.

↳ Anonymous185: See? They’re already having a seizure.

“Ugh.”

Why do they have to start arguing when they’re at their peak?

I’ve experienced this with Yu-arin before, but if you mess with religious clubs on Sunday, you’re just going to make the bamboo forest dirtier.

Since club promotion posts are limited to three per day, I wait for them to exceed that limit and get suspended for a day, while reading other posts.

– Anonymous103: I’m sure I saw this yesterday, but why is it the final exam now?

↳ Anonymous221: For real

↳ Anonymous91: For real

↳ Anonymous88: For real

↳ Anonymous185: Go chant a mantra at a Buddhist temple, you idiot.

↳ Anonymous11: 185, shut up. Don’t stir the pot for no reason.

↳ Anonymous145: It’s a bit much for a ssamdak to be saying that;

– Anonymous90: I want to have s*x!

↳ Anonymous75: Now this guy is a real s*x addict.

↳ Anonymous85: If it’s this bad, someone give him some!

– Anonymous69: I want to have s*x!

↳ Anonymous319: Are you late?

↳ Anonymous75: How does it feel to be a fake?

↳ Anonymous11: Just get lost. You’re a pathetic virgin.

– Anonymous98: I’m pulling out a one-shot porn I made since morning on the weekend. (Photo)

↳ Anonymous189: ? That’s disgusting.

↳ Anonymous52: Oh, damn it, you son of a b*tch.

↳ Anonymous110: Shouldn’t this guy be expelled?

↳ Anonymous11: Is there a department at Ga-hyeon University that teaches you how to be an asshole? Why are there so many assholes like this?

– Anonymous44: A shrine ghost story that happened in Japan on a Sunday morning. What happened at a shrine in the countryside…

– Anonymous59 (Moderator 1): I watched Hwanmong-jeon yesterday and it was so much fun. Can you recommend something similar?

↳ Anonymous113: Don’t you remember the time you were arguing about ‘Setouchi’ and ‘Hwanmong-jeon’? The moderator is adding fuel to the fire.

↳ Anonymous59 (Moderator 1): ㅗ

↳ Anonymous113: I’m going to report you for being under Setouchi. If you watch that, you’ll forget about Hwanmong-jeon.

↳ Anonymous59 (Moderator 1): ㅗ

↳ Anonymous113: Damn it. I’m going to contact the administrator.

After a while, I actually got a message from 113.

“Ugh.”

Why is this guy fighting in the bamboo forest since lunchtime?

I click on the recommendation button for Yu-arin’s post, which is a perfect example of a moderator’s post, and get up and stretch.

I’m feeling relaxed again thanks to editing all night last night.

I should finish it quickly since I have to study for the final exam.

‘Should I go to the PC cafe again?’

I didn’t want to go to the PC cafe again, but I can’t afford to buy a computer.

I’m already going to have to work part-time during winter break, and I’m supposed to move into the dormitory starting my sophomore year.

“Ugh, this is annoying.”

I wash up quickly, put on my hat, and go outside, but my phone rings.

– Choi Yi-seo –

“Yes, this is Kim Woo-jin, who knows the golden ratio of strawberry jam to peanut butter on bread: 7 to 3.”

– ……What’s with the concept?

“I just ate bread.”

-Don’t you know that’s not funny?

“If I were funny, I’d be popular.”

– What are you doing?

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

– Why are you acting like this today?

“……I’m going to the PC cafe. To finish my homework.”

– Zero PC Cafe?

“Yeah. I stayed up all night yesterday, so I’m going to do it again today.”

– You’re amazing.

Choi Yi-seo laughs softly over the phone.

– Let’s go together. I’m bored at home.”Minji is at your house, right?”

– Minji is currently filming a drama, so don’t bother her.

Oh, man.

“Let’s meet at the PC cafe. The first one there calls the other.”

– Okay.

I’m going to hang out with Choi Yiseo today.

I muttered that I had become a subtitle slave as I arrived at the PC cafe.

I was the first one there, so I called Choi Yiseo and greeted Chanwoo at the counter.

“You’re here too?”

“You too?”

As I heard the dial tone, I asked what was going on, and Chanwoo pointed to the seat right in front of me.

There were the all-stars.

Pyo Jinho, Kang Hakang, and Ahn Hyunho were sitting there.

“……Why are they here?”

“Brother Hangan and Brother Jinho are going to the military. They’re getting tickets to go to a IU concert together before they go.”

“How can you tell they’re so ugly just by looking at their faces? Why is Ahn Hyunho there?”

“They said they called him? To help them get tickets.”

They didn’t contact me?

Why do I feel like I’m being bullied?

– Hello? Are you there?

“Breaking news, Ahn Hyunho is here.”

– ……Can’t we go to a different PC cafe?