Bamboo Forest Manager

Chapter 179: Fail?

“Why did you run away?”

Seo Yerin’s gaze, as she holds onto me, is icy.

Her usually gentle and kind appearance shows no hint of a smile, making her seem utterly cold.

Suddenly, the webtoon I saw earlier comes to mind.

The ending where the protagonist gets stabbed.

My eyes naturally drift to the small handbag slung over her shoulder.

Could something pop out from there and stab me?

Such a worry suddenly grips me, but.

“Kim Woojin?”

“Oh, sorry.”

Only then did I feel like I’ve returned to reality.

Thinking about it, no matter how obsessive one might be, going around stabbing people with a knife is-.

‘She said she had scissors.’

Recalling what Yu Arin said, I remain on guard.

But it was the opposite.

“So, why did you call me?”

Seo Yerin, who was staring at me coldly with her arms crossed, had a very different aura than before.

Even at our first meeting, she wasn’t this hostile towards me.

No, she was kind to everyone, so I could say that I’m the only one she was this wary of.

Honestly.

I thought I might be able to talk to her more comfortably because she’s Seo Yerin.

But seeing her firm reactions, I end up recalling how lightly I took her and blame myself.

“Why did you call me?”

“Well…”

As I hesitated, unable to say anything specific, Seo Yerin sighed deeply and pointed at the PC café.

“If you have nothing to say, I’m going to the PC café.”

With that, she turned around and went straight to the PC café.

“Sigh.”

Watching Seo Yerin’s retreating figure, my feelings of frustration only grew.

That gentle and kind person dislikes me so much now.

I realize once again how crazy the things I said were.

‘But.’

I’ve already drawn my sword.

Then it would be right to do something.

Unless Seo Yerin really wants to cut ties with me and doesn’t want to be involved anymore.

I haven’t even had a proper conversation yet, so I decided to be a bit shameless for now.

I enter the PC café.

Jeong Chan-woo, who worked part-time at the PC café almost every day, wasn’t there today, perhaps because he reduced his shifts for his girlfriend.

The most secluded spot.

Seo Yerin sat alone, and the gazes of the surrounding men glanced at her.

“……”

As I approached the seat next to Seo Yerin, she glanced at me and then focused back on the screen.

I thought she might tell me to go away or sit somewhere else, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

‘This means there’s still room for conversation.’

I guess that’s somewhat fortunate.

“Are you going to play a game?”

When I asked cautiously, Seo Yerin snorted and rested her chin on the armrest.

“No, I’m going to read a webtoon.”

Then she took her hand off the mouse and started reading a webtoon on her phone.

From what I glimpsed, it was an adult webtoon site.

One could say she’s consistent if nothing else.

Last time, Chan-woo warned her not to watch adult webtoons in the PC café, so she seems to have compromised by using her phone.

Seo Yerin is already engrossed.

I scratch my neck awkwardly and turn on the Bamboo Forest on the computer.

Since I haven’t managed it yet today, I decided to clear out the pile of trash posts.

• Anonymous44: Today’s cheerful ghost story. This happened at some café…

- Anonymous368: Isn’t Professor Kim Jin-pyung’s exam on idioms exploration too difficult this time?

↳ Anonymous427: Totally agree, looking for past exams.

↳ Anonymous141: Freshmen looking for past exams? Back in my day, we stayed up all night studying.

- Anonymous69: I want to have sex.

↳ Anonymous90: I want to have sex so baaad! Really want it so baaad!

↳ Anonymous11: Ha, when are these guys graduating.

- Anonymous87: I don’t understand why, but if you’re going to talk behind my back, just say it to my face. If you don’t have the guts, just shut your mouth.

↳ Anonymous198: If you’re going to do it, show your name too. How is it different from talking behind backs?

↳ Anonymous229: At least tell us your department.

↳ Anonymous87(Author): Digital Design.

↳ Anonymous229: Is it Hyeon-jin?

↳ Anonymous87(Author): Who are you?

- Anonymous407: Aren’t the people using the Bamboo Forest just losers? They can’t say what they want out loud and just hide behind anonymity. You all look like losers without a single friend, just sitting there.

↳ Anonymous52: Wow, look at the bait.

↳ Anonymous39: Don’t feed the troll.

↳ Anonymous198: If they’re in the 400s, are they the new freshmen?

↳ Anonymous11: Idiot.

- Anonymous7: Hello, I have a question. It seems like a close friend likes a guy who already has a girlfriend. What should I do?

↳ Anonymous274: ? Just give up.

↳ Anonymous11: Give up what. Just steal him, damn it.

↳ Anonymous336: Doesn’t it depend on how much she likes him? But if he’s taken, it’s right to give up.

↳ Anonymous466: Sigh, since it’s anonymous, let’s be honest. Ethically, it’s right to let go, but if you’re being honest about your desires, at least confess.

↳ Anonymous55: So many childish people; even confessing to someone who already has a lover is uncomfortable and unpleasant.

↳ Anonymous199: But do you really have to label it as a close friend? It’s obviously about number 7.

↳ Anonymous7 (Author): It’s not.

↳ Anonymous199: Typo lol

- Anonymous111: Hello everyone! This is Popo, formerly known as Popo! I’ll be broadcasting at 9 tomorrow! Please watch a lot!

↳ Anonymous300: Popo!

↳ Anonymous301: Popo!

↳ Anonymous302: Popo!

↳ Anonymous11: Damn bastards.

↳ Anonymous303: Popo!

↳ Anonymous304: Popo!

↳ Anonymous69: Sex!

Even after deleting some posts, it’s still the same.

At least from the last post, it seems Popo is doing well.

They talked about changing the broadcast name, but it seems they’re sticking with Popo.

‘Is it that there are more good memories than bad ones associated with the name?’

It was a name given without much thought by President Hwang, but anyway, people from the business and others came to help Popo because of that name.

Feeling somewhat pleased, I smiled.

A piercing gaze like a jab to the side.

When I glanced over, Seo Yerin was staring at me intently, holding her phone.

Come to think of it, she had just replied to Popo on the Bamboo Forest thread as “Sex God”.

“Did you write this after seeing me do the Bamboo Forest thing?”

“No.”

What do you mean no?

You were looking at the screen.

Still, it’s a somewhat communicative atmosphere.

I decide to change the subject a little and continue the conversation in a different direction.

“Your mother suddenly asked to see me. Do you know what it’s about?”

Flinch.

Seo Yerin, who trembled briefly at my words, answered in a small, crawling voice.

“Probably…because of the name saved on my phone.”

“Hmm? Saved name?”

“Ha, I set it as a heart.”

“……”

So that’s why your mother answered the phone.

Even if it’s her daughter’s phone, if a call suddenly comes from a number labeled ‘♥’, she’d have to answer it.

“I-I’ll try to explain somehow. So you won’t have to meet my mom.”

Even though she says that, why can I see the outcome?

I nod, indicating I understand, and Seo Yerin sighs.

The atmosphere seems to have softened a bit.

“But what webtoon are you reading so intently?”

As I leaned over slightly to look at Seo Yerin’s phone, a scene where the male protagonist gets stabbed by a sword appeared.

It’s the webtoon I was reading earlier.

“……”

I purse my lips and look at Seo Yerin, and she mutters bluntly while looking at me.

“This looks like Woojin.”

“Hey, don’t say that, it’s scary.”

“Hehe.”

The first smile I’ve seen from her today.

Seo Yerin hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, pretending not to laugh, but it was too late.

“You even held scissors…planning to cut.”

Sensing the opportunity, I casually brought up the topic, and Seo Yerin crossed her legs and pulled her chair back.

“If I hadn’t done that, Yiseo and Arin would have broken something of yours.”

“What, so you did that on purpose to save me?”

“…It was half-serious.”

The fact that she was half-serious is chilling indeed.

“Don’t read those webtoons. I’m afraid you’ll get dangerous ideas.”

“This is fun.”

As she spoke, Seo Yerin swiped the screen to show a specific scene.

It was a scene where the male protagonist seduced a female character with prowess and technique.

“The artist draws the s*x scenes well. These situations are good too.”

“Is this the scene where the protagonist gets corrupted, and you like this kind of thing?”

I wondered why she liked such things when she wasn’t even a boy, but Seo Yerin glared at me.

“Yeah, I like it.”

Then she turned away, indicating she didn’t want to talk anymore.

This time, she grabbed the mouse as if she was planning to play a game.

I was baffled at how the conversation was flowing.

- Anonymous69: I want to have s*x.

As I stared at the post in the Bamboo Forest, I glanced at Seo Yerin beside me.

Tap.

I placed my hand on her thigh.

She said nothing.

She just glanced at me irritably.

Her flushed face gave a peculiar feeling of welcome.

This time, I lifted my hand and squeezed her chest firmly.

Seo Yerin gritted her teeth to suppress a moan and grabbed my hand angrily.

“Don’t.”

Even so, there was no strength in his hand.

It was just resting on my wrist.@@novelbin@@

My hand moved without hesitation, and Seo Yerin leaned forward, gasping.

“Ah- don’t do it.”

“I guess I shouldn’t.”

Isn’t this an internet café?

Especially for someone like Seo Yerin, who stands out, someone might see if they do something like this.

“Ah…”

As I subtly removed my hand, a disappointed sound escaped Seo Yerin’s lips.

When I naturally turned my gaze back to the computer, she clenched her fist, unable to hold back her frustration, and burst out.

“What are you doing?! I’m ready to be conquered!”

She hit my thigh with her fist in annoyance.

“Can’t you see the angle? It’s the development where the innocent heroine gradually succumbs to the pleasures of the flesh and cries out?!”

“……”

“If you don’t want to get stabbed, you have to stab first, you idiot!”

The voice was loud enough that people around turned their heads.

Seo Yerin’s face turned bright red, and she plopped down on a chair, muttering.

“Ugh, I’m going to write in the Bamboo Forest about how Kim Woojin ruined me, both body and mind.”

Don’t really do that.

“I confessed to three of them. Is that really okay?”

I asked to make sure, and Seo Yerin stuck out her tongue and replied.

“I don’t know. I hate it. Go away. Womanizer. Trash. Can I write ‘the admin is impotent’ on the Bamboo Forest?”

“Can’t you accept it?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Do you think I’ll accept everything just because we had a threesome once? I should’ve brought scissors. Should’ve just cut it off and kept it!”

Seo Yerin huffed and puffed.

I got up and turned off both computers.

“Hey, what-!”

Seo Yerin, who was about to type “the admin is impotent” in the Bamboo Forest, almost shouted when the computer turned off.

I grab her wrist and pull her away.

“Let’s talk somewhere quiet. You might be able to accept it once we talk.”

“Q-quiet place?”

“There’s a motel nearby.”

At my words, Seo Yerin’s pace quickened.

She was definitely being dragged along, but now our pace matched.

“Do you think I’ll accept it just like that?!”

She was panting and shouting with her mouth.

When I glanced at her, there she was, unable to hide a smile at the corner of her mouth.

‘Ugh.’

I should have just told her from the start.

It’s tough to keep up.

Then suddenly, I remember something she said during the MT and ask with a chuckle.

“But Yerin, didn’t you say we didn’t have to do it?”

“…That wasn’t me.”

I know, so don’t look so serious.