Bamboo Forest Manager

Chapter 186: A Handsome Guy

Heo Jung-ah, a freshman in the Department of Construction Engineering.

She was Jeong Chan-woo’s girlfriend, a person everyone desired, but she herself was somewhat ordinary.

Not particularly unattractive, but not exceptionally attractive either.

Just that kind of girl.

But sometimes, people say there are those who exude a charm beyond looks in relationships.

There seemed to be some room to consider if that was Heo Jung-ah.

Because she walked into a café arm in arm with another guy, even after landing a big catch like Chan-woo.

“In most animes or novels, that’s usually a brother or a sibling.”

“What are you saying, you otaku idiot.”

She seems to feel the gravity of a situation where her friend’s partner might be two-timing.

“Does that look like a real brother or sister to you?”

“…No.”

But couldn’t they still be like, cousins?

I tried to guide Chan-woo in a positive direction so he could gather his thoughts.

“Oh, oppa…”

Heo Jeong-ah’s expression was too genuine to be an act, filled with embarrassment.

‘Ah, I’m screwed.’

This is definitely an affair.

“Who is that person next to you?”

Chan-woo asked bravely.

“Well, it’s just…”

Heo Jung-ah mumbled, unable to give a proper answer.

But instead, the man next to her looked flustered and asked Heo Jung-ah.

“That, that person?”

That person.

Addressing Chan-woo with such high respect, it was clear he was intimidated.

‘Seeing that he knows about Chan-woo, he knew Heo Jung-ah had a boyfriend.’

I thought maybe they met naturally while discussing various things related to her boyfriend.

“No way, someone like…him?”

A man looking at Heo Jung-ah in disbelief.

He probably wanted to say that he doesn’t easily get overshadowed, but isn’t this too much of a difference in level?

Was the difference so severe that he wondered if Heo Jung-ah had been toying with him in reverse?

The moment the man looked at Heo Jung-ah in bewilderment.

“Jung-ah, should we consider us…done now?”

When Chan-woo asked bitterly, Jung-ah hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

“Yes, it’s too hard because of you. I haven’t dated much either, but…you’re too inconsiderate.”

“I see.”

Chan-woo hung his head.

Seeing Chan-woo apologizing in many ways made my chest feel strangely tight.

“Hey…”

“You damn bitch.”

I was about to ask how she could be so brazen to interrupt.

But Yu Arin, standing beside me, had already stepped forward and was glaring at Heo Jung-ah.

“This crazy girl. Chan-woo might lack tact or sense. But you could break up because of that.”

Look at her rolling up her sleeves.

If this goes wrong, she’s going to throw a punch.

“Then you should break up properly and date afterward! How dare you drag another guy along and complain about being tired!”

“Oh my! Arin! Arin!”

I barely managed to hold her back from actually throwing a punch.

She was even about to swing her foot, so I lifted her up and took a few steps back.

“Let me go! I’m going to crack her skull open!”

“Hey, hey! Calm down! If you fight, she’ll have to go to the hospital then!”

“Then you take the hit instead!”

I don’t know why she suddenly raised her hand and started hitting my head.

Anyway, holding Yu Arin while getting hit by her is making me feel dizzy.

“Another! Another woman! Ugh! You jerk!”

“Why are you suddenly cursing at me!”

I don’t know why the girl who was swearing to kill Heo Jung-ah suddenly changed her target to me.

Anyway.

Ignoring the chaos that the two of us are causing, Chan-woo stepped forward.

He gently took Heo Jung-ah’s hand and, with a sad smile, said,

“Thank you, because of you, I learned a lot about how lacking I am.”

“Ah…”

“So. Take care. I did this because I’m lacking. You’re a good person.”

After thanking the man as well, Chan-woo walked out of the café.

“Oh, oppa!”

Heo Jung-ah called out to Chan-woo, sensing something from his appearance just now, filled with regret.

However, her voice did not reach Chan-woo.

She just blankly stared at the back of the man she had abandoned.

Yu Arin and I followed him out and we each uttered a line.

“Don’t go looking for her out of regret. That is shit.”

“Don’t show up in front of me. I’ll kill you.”

As friends, we gave him a good scolding and stepped outside.

Chan-woo, as if waiting for us, smiled sadly outside the café and said,

“Where shall we go for fun?”

Yu Arin and I looked at each other at the same time. Then we nodded and shouted,

“How about karaoke? Shall we go sing our hearts out?!”

“Sounds great! Surprisingly, I’m a fantastic singer!”

Thanks to our enthusiastic reaction, Chan-woo managed to smile a little.

Exactly three days later.

While waiting for the professor after arriving early to the lecture.

Yu Arin, sitting next to me, gives a hint.

“Heo Jung-ah broke up with her new boyfriend.”

“Serves her right.”

Without realizing it, I clench my fist and shout, and Yu Arin chuckles.

“Right? Heo Jung-ah’s last expression looked exactly like she regretted it.”

“Doesn’t Chan-woo also wanna hear this? Are you gonna tell him?”

Knowing Chan-woo’s personality, he probably wouldn’t be happy to hear this even if it’s about an ex-girlfriend.

Yu Arin holds her phone to her mouth, thinks for a moment, then shakes her head.

“No, I just won’t say anything. He’s sensitive; if he finds out, he might go looking for her.”

“Right, exactly.”

Just then, Chan-woo enters the lecture hall.

Wearing the Engineering department jacket, he approaches with a bright smile, and on his arm…

“……”

“……”

A woman I hadn’t seen before was linking arms with him.

“Did I just see that wrong?”

Even after rubbing my eyes and checking again, it was a woman. And this time, a rather pretty one at that.

She was wearing the same Gahyeon University Engineering jacket, but her skinship was quite excessive, and Chan-woo accepted it without hesitation.

“Hello, these are my friends.”

Chan-woo introduced us to the woman with a smile.

“Hello, I’m Min Se-rin, a freshman in the Engineering department. I’m Chan-woo’s girlfriend!”

She looked delighted as she rubbed her cheek against his arm.

“We’ll sit separately.”

Perhaps because last time at the gym, his girlfriend mentioned feeling uncomfortable being with strangers like us.

This time, Chan-woo seemed to have learned and moved to a spot where they could be alone.

“…It’s been three days.”

Exactly three days have passed.

Yu Arin and I looked at Chan-woo with blank expressions and spoke.

“Do you want to bet on how many girlfriends Chan-woo will have this year?”

“How about betting on how many will take a leave of absence because of him?”

“That sounds more fun.”

It’s only the end of March and he’s already messed up one.

“I bet on exactly 10.”

“I’m going for 15.”

“At that rate, isn’t he a public resource of the Engineering department?”

“More like a sociopath, should we report him to the police?”

“Not the police, but a hospital. We should have him take a sociopath test later.”

The professor arrived, so the conversation couldn’t continue.

“Anyway, they say you shouldn’t worry about good-looking guys.”

As I clicked my tongue and muttered, Yu Arin, who was watching me from the side, chuckled and replied.

“You’re fine as you are now. If you get too handsome, it just gets unnecessarily complicated.”

“……”

“If you had Chan-woo’s level of looks, you’d probably date five at once instead of three.”

“Hey, no matter what, I’m still human, so five is a bit much.”

“Right? Five is a bit much, right.”

“Of course. If it’s five, it’s like I’m not a person but a servant or something. If two more are added here, I’ll run a lap around the school naked.”

“Noted.”

After wrapping up the small talk.

We started focusing on the lecture.

“Wait a minute, you punk.”

Yu Arin, who was resting her chin on her hand, frowned and glared at me.

“Are you saying three is okay naturally?”

“……”

Busted.

“If it’s four, can’t they all get along? It’s the perfect number for Monopoly.”

“Did you confess to three people just to play Monopoly? How should I deal with you?”

Yu Arin was wriggling her hand, ready to hit me at any moment.

Fortunately, the professor was in the middle of a lecture, so Yu Arin couldn’t move as she wished.

In the end, this girl started kicking under the desk.

“Don’t step on me. Stop it.”

Even while nudging, she took her shoes off, making it soft rather than hard.

This girl, who kept hitting with her stockinged foot, naturally turned her body and placed her leg on my thigh.

Yet, she was resting her chin in her hand, looking towards the professor, showing considerable flexibility.

“What do you want?”

“Massage it for me.”

How random.

As I carefully started pressing on her sole with my thumb, Yu Arin flinched and smiled bashfully.

“I thought about it before, but you’re quite good at massaging?”

“I learned to do it for you guys.”

“It would have been nice if you said just for you instead of you guys- huh?!”

When I intentionally applied some pressure, Yu Arin’s bottom lifted slightly off the chair as she closed her mouth tightly.

The fortunate thing is that there is no one sitting right behind us.

Well, if they saw, they would just think, ‘Oh, a couple being lovey-dovey during lecture. Go die, whatever.’

“Ah, it really feels refreshing.”

I gently tug on the end of Yu Arin’s sock, who seems to be feeling good.

The sock slips off softly, revealing a pale bare foot.

“What? Why are you taking it off so sensually?”

“I didn’t do anything like that.”

“Ugh, is it because you did it? You might make even reciting the Kamasutra look sensual.”

“How could reciting the Kamasutra be sensual?”

“Tongue?”

I also gently pull each toe and press the center softly with my fingers.

After giving a somewhat dedicated foot massage, I finally smacked the sole.

“Done. Put it down.”

“Do it a bit more.”

It seems it wasn’t bad.

Feeling a strange sense of satisfaction, yet she grumbles to put it down quickly.

“Your feet smell. Put them down.”

“They don’t smell, you know?”

“I’m telling you, they do.”

Actually, they don’t, but I thought saying this might make things a bit better.

Whoosh!

Yu Arin lifts her foot to my face and pokes her toes into my nostrils.

“Puh-hek!?”

“Smell it, it doesn’t stink, right?”

“Ah, geez! The professor is watching!”

I must admit her flexibility. It’s impressive to lift her leg to my face while sitting.

‘Now that I think about it, she could even do a split while standing.’

Yu Arin surprisingly had some impressive qualities.

She could even do a windmill.

As she grabs her instep and quickly lowers it, she covers her mouth and giggles as if something’s funny.

“Ha-hah! Look at Kim Woojin panicking. I lifted it when the professor was looking at the board, so it’s fine.”

“……”

“More importantly, it doesn’t smell, right? You punk, you even sucked my toes last time, so what smell do they have?”

“Did I, though?”

Startled, I stuttered without realizing it, and Yu Arin immediately snapped.

“Don’t you remember? Back then, when the handcuffs were on, you were licking and messing around, saying it was a joke.”

Ah, right.

There were so many intense memories that it seemed to have been forgotten.

“Ugh, I have no other experience, so it comes to mind immediately, but that bastard’s memories are divided into folders with Seo Yerin, Choi Yiseo, and Oh Yoon-ji, damn it.”

“……”

“Ah, go away. I don’t want a massage.”

After receiving the message, she’s got such a temper.

Just as Yu Arin was about to pull her leg away.

“There, the couple?”

The professor gestured in our direction.

We flinched in surprise.

Pointing to ourselves in confusion, the professor shook his head.

“No, not there, the very back seat.”

As all the students turned their heads, there was Chan-woo and his girlfriend, whom we saw earlier.

“Sorry, but please refrain from showing affection in the lecture room. Everyone can see.”

“Ahem, ahem. I-I’m sorry.”

Chan-woo, whose face turns red as he apologizes. Judging by the lipstick mark around his mouth…

“As expected.”

No need to worry about a handsome guy.