Bamboo Forest Manager

Perhaps because it’s a university town, there are many cafés around Gahyeon University.

Senior Min Ju-hee also came to a café, but today she was here as an interviewee, not a customer.

“I’ve heard a lot about you from your seniors in the English department, Ju-hee. They say you’re responsible and work well.”

“Yes, I am good at it.”

Confidently affirming, Min Ju-hee.

“Even if I’m not good at it, I’ll try hard to be. Eventually, I’ll get good.”

Speaking confidently with a bright smile, the café owner also wore a satisfied smile.

Though they paid a bit more than the minimum wage, it seemed there wouldn’t be any regrets about that.

The only concern was.

Min Ju-hee, who has received a full scholarship and plans to continue receiving it.

Therefore, she tried to avoid part-time jobs as much as possible, but she continued with a confident answer.

“Yes, it’s fine.”

“Okay, if it’s fine with you, Ju-hee, then it’s fine. I look forward to working with you.”

Min Ju-hee steps outside from the cafe.

The cafe itself was small, but the atmosphere wasn’t bad, and the coffee was delicious, so it was always packed with students even when it wasn’t exam period.

“Mm.”

Having finished the part-time job interview neatly, Min Ju-hee stretches and checks her phone.

Looking at the time, it’s already too late to have a meal at the cafeteria.

Regrettably, she decides to grab some ramen at the convenience store to satisfy her hunger while on her way.

“What?”

A group of men seen on the street.

Among them, the one who caught her eye first was, of course, Kim Woojin.

With a feeling of delight, her legs were already running towards him.

‘I wonder if they’ve had lunch?’

While thinking it would be nice to eat together if they haven’t.

Only then did she notice the men around.

Kang Han-kang and Ahn Hyeon-ho.

And Pyo Jinho and Jeong Chan-woo, whom she saw during the fight with the thugs last time.

Why does Woojin hang out with guys like that?

She was worried he might be getting influenced in a bad way.

“Can you measure with this?”

Ahn Hyeon-ho tilted his head in uncertainty while holding a 30 cm ruler.

“If a guy’s length is more than that, he should be an AV actor.”

“Ha! If I had that, I’d probably be a sausage model or something.”

“Wouldn’t even a urologist contact you?”

Freeze.

Min Ju-hee, who was running towards Kim Woojin, stopped in her tracks upon hearing their conversation.

“It’s the Greatest Dick Competition. Damn it, let’s see who wins.”

Excited by Kim Woojin’s words, Min Ju-hee slowly backed away and went straight into the nearby convenience store.

As if she hadn’t heard anything.

However.

Even while choosing ramen.

Even while getting hot water for the ramen.

Even while waiting for three minutes.

Even while eating the ramen.

“Huh, huh?”

Min Ju-hee’s face flushed red from the sudden overload of information.

Naturally, the image of Kim Woojin simultaneously having his way with Seo Yerin and Yu Arin at Gold One Hotel came to mind.

She didn’t want to think about it.

But she couldn’t help her thoughts from drifting there.

“Why was I dragged here?”

Jeong Chan-woo grumbled with irritation as he joined midway.

It was touching that he came when we called saying it was urgent, even though he was on a date with his girlfriend.

But the moment he found out it was because of the World’s Greatest Dick Competition, his face turned sour.

“Serin got sulky. We were supposed to watch a movie together, but I said I’d go because of friends.”

“Wow, you still came. Isn’t this what friendship is about?”

“If it was something really important, I would have. It feels crappy to be called out for something trivial like that.”

Ahn Hyeon-ho, who had called him directly, laughed and put his arm around Jeong Chan-woo’s shoulder, but Chan-woo immediately brushed it off.

“Anyway, you can just date another girl.”

“Yeah, just a passing girlfriend anyway.”

“You really cross the line with someone else’s relationship.”

Jeong Chan-woo glared incredulously at Han-kang and Pyo Jinho’s grumbling.

Anyway, we arrived.

“Five guys.”

I handed over the card and warned the guys behind me.

“The last place today is treating the others. Transfer the money to me, Chan-woo.”

“…Why do you think I’ll be last?”

“Hasn’t the last place already paid?”

“The loser seems to have found his place well.”

Look at these bastards flapping their mouths.

“I’ll make them shut up soon.”

We received the locker key and went inside.

As we took off our clothes, their bodies were impressive.

The most noticeable were Pyo Jinho and Jeong Chan-woo.

Pyo Jinho, perhaps because of his Taekwondo background, had solid muscles on his large frame.

Chan-woo seemed thin, but once he undressed, his model-like angular figure was striking.

Ahn Hyeon-ho and senior Han-kang weren’t bad either.

“Oh, Woojin. You’ve been working out hard lately, got some muscles now.”

“Don’t touch.”

I swatted away Chan-woo’s hand trying to confirm by touch.

He made a bewildered face but shook his head in disbelief.

“I have a girlfriend. I’m not gay.”

“You never know. Your boyfriend spot is still open.”

“Should I really kill Kim Woojin now?”

Anyway, taking off the clothes seemed to reveal the size just right.

“How can you judge whether the shadow in the stream is a serpent or a dragon?”

“What’s the point of defeating it when Son Goku is not in Super Saiyan mode, you Vegeta bastards.”

I didn’t know who said it, but I agreed that a non-full-power match is not a real match.

I take a shower and enter the bathhouse.

While soaking in the hot bath and naturally easing my fatigue, engaging in small talk.

I encountered a rather important issue.

“Hey, but if you get hard in the bathhouse, isn’t that crazy?”

It was a bit bewildering that Pyo Jinho made a sensible comment.

He’s right.

What on earth could you get excited about here?

You can’t bring your phone, so you can’t watch anything like porn.

“Hand action is…not it.”

Han-kang was about to propose something but decided against it.

Damn, that’s even weirder.

If a man is fooling around in a men’s bathhouse, isn’t that truly a wrong sight to witness?

“Honestly. If someone is fooling around in a bathhouse? Then I have the confidence to drop everything and run away.”

“Me too. If I get caught, I’d probably lower my eyes, kneel, and beg for my life.”

In the midst of ambiguity, we exchange glances.

I scratch my cheek and look toward Chan-woo.

“Aren’t you okay with it?”

“…Say more and I’ll kill you, Kim Woojin.”

Or not.

But this really makes things difficult.

“Now the stuff we brought is useless.”

Ahn Hyeon-ho swings the ruler around, feeling regretful.

“Right. I even called someone to referee.”

As I sigh deeply and mutter, four pairs of eyes simultaneously fix on me.

“Referee?”

“Who?”

Who else would it be?

There are very few people that we all know who can enter the men’s bathhouse.

“Hello, guys.”

A bald man, completely naked, entered the bathhouse and greeted us.

“Oh, damn, Kim Woojin, you crazy bastard!”

“That guy doesn’t even have hair down there, damn!”

“Isn’t it already half up?!”

Look at those great reactions.

Honestly, after calling him, I wondered if I got too excited, so I was a bit hesitant.

But seeing how much they disliked it, I felt it was a good decision to call him.

“Sir, we called you to referee, but it seems to be a bit difficult in here.”

As I carefully apologized to the man who entered the bathhouse, he laughed heartily.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ve already been compensated enough.”

And then the man kept staring at Chan-woo.

“I have a girlfriend! And you’re sexually harassing me right now!”

As Chan-woo shouted desperately, the man replied with a smile.

“Don’t worry. I won’t do anything without your consent.”

“Oh, you’re quite the gentleman. Chan-woo, you’re lucky.”

“Ha, I really need to kill Kim Woojin.”

Jeong Chan-woo, who couldn’t stand the teasing from earlier, eventually lunged at me. Fortunately, the timing was such that the bathhouse was almost empty.

A bout of commotion ensued.

In the end, the great contest was nothing but a pipe dream.

“It’s been a while since we’ve been to the bathhouse. Let’s relax.”

“Yeah, let’s scrub down and hit the sauna.”

“Ugh, what were we even doing at our age? It’s like we were collectively hypnotized.”

“I’m telling you, it’s all because of Kim Woojin.”

In the end, we became a group of friendly guys in the sauna.

“Everyone, transfer 9,000 won to me. We need to pay for the bathhouse.”

“The bathhouse fee was 8,000 won?”

“Ah, it’s nice and relaxing.”

The bathhouse at home is good, but a bathhouse with traces of time like this isn’t bad either.

“Hey, let’s bet everything on who can stay the longest in the sauna.”

We all agreed to Han-kang’s suggestion.

“Don’t go into the cold water. Go straight in after being in the hot tub.”

I was about to get out of the hot tub, warning against cold water doping.

An unmoving bald man.

“Aren’t you going, sir?”

When Ahn Hyeon-ho asked, the man responded with an incredibly refreshing smile.

“Embarrassingly, it has risen.”

Without any prompting, we all immediately fled the hot tub.

“Oh, shiiit!”

“Run away! You’ll get your butt pierced if you’re not careful!”

“It’s a gay! A real gay has appeared!”

“I can’t go back in the hot tub! I really can’t!”

“Someone please report this man to the police!”

The winner of the World’s Greatest Dick Competition was the bald guy.