Bamboo Forest Manager-Chapter 199: A OR B

“Haa, let’s go outside and talk. It’s impossible to discuss anything here.”

“Okay, Senior.”

Ahn Hyeon-ho and Gyu-ah eventually left, perhaps thinking we were bothersome.

It was slightly disappointing because listening to their conversation was fun, but now wasn’t the time to be concerned about that.

“The seat’s empty.”

Yu Arin, who sat directly across.

She placed her glass down with a clink, then looked this way.

“So, how should I understand this situation?”

“Arin, please listen without misunderstanding anything.”

“Yeah, I won’t misunderstand. So tell me. There must have been a tremendous reason for you to be laughing and chatting with your ex-girlfriend over meat right in front of me.”

“……”

I thought I would come up with some excuse, but when confronted, nothing comes to mind at all.

Was my ability to think on my feet always this poor?

“What? What if it’s not there?”

Yu Arin flashes a chilling smile, as if genuinely pondering what to do with me.

Even if I want to calm her down, I don’t know how.

“What does it matter?”

Oh Yoon-ji retorts, staring intently at Yu Arin.

“Hmm? Why does it matter? It’s not like you two are dating.”

“Ha.”

Yu Arin glares at Yoon-ji, letting out a dry laugh.

I thought we had become somewhat closer after drinking together last time, but maybe not.

More importantly, for now…

“Hey, hey. Don’t fight, you two. Everyone’s here. If you fight here, it’ll just cause a scene.”

“How shameless.”

“I wasn’t going to drink, but I guess I should.”

Yu Arin, resting her chin on her hand, continues to glare at me, while Oh Yoon-ji starts drinking soju.

The atmosphere is tense with a silent battle of nerves.

When Yu Arin held out her glass, Oh Yoon-ji silently poured.

The two clinked their glasses as if in a fight and downed their drinks.

Both were quite strong drinkers, so it seemed it might be a long battle.

There I was, grilling meat with tongs in hand, watching their reactions.

It wasn’t good for the gloomy mood to continue like this.

“Want to hear a funny story?”

“Get lost.”

“Be quiet.”

I tried to lighten the mood, but it failed.

“…It’s really funny, though.”

As I regretfully grilled the meat, the others quietly approached us.

“Yoon-ji, you’re here! It’s been so long!”

“Right. I was really sad when you took a leave of absence in the first semester.”

The others started acting friendly towards Oh Yoon-ji, whom they hadn’t seen in a while.

Or maybe, they were just genuinely close.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

Yoon-ji continues the conversation without appearing too awkward or uncomfortable.

‘What the…’

I didn’t have any close friends in the first semester of freshman year because I was hanging out with Oh Yoon-ji, but it seems she surprisingly has connections with a lot of people.

Feeling a slight sense of betrayal as I watched Oh Yoon-ji, Yu Arin tapped my knee with her toe under the table.

“Annoying, Kim Woojin.”

Seeing her grumble and genuinely feel upset makes my heart twinge and ache.

“I’m sorry. Really.”

When I sincerely apologize, Yu Arin pouts and takes another sip of her drink.

“But don’t fight. I’ll talk to Yoon-ji about it.”

“Sigh, you. Remember you owe me a favor? Behave well.”

Ah, right.

I remembered losing the bet last time even after showing my underwear.

“Of course. Well, if you ask me to strip here, I can do it.”

I might get arrested for public indecency, but if Yu Arin smiles, it’s worth it.

“What are you looking at your junk for right now?”

But Yu Arin shook her head, saying it didn’t affect her at all.

“Well, that’s true. Shall we go to the bathroom then?”

“No! I won’t use it for that!”

What? No?

That’s a shame.

“Actually, I mentioned it because I needed to go to the bathroom. Let me say it again—”

“I’m not fighting. Do you know how embarrassing it is to fight over a guy in front of others?”

That’s true.

Watching Yu Arin pour herself another drink while breathing heavily, I headed to the bathroom.

As is common with most restaurants, the bathroom was cramped and, despite being the men’s room, had only one toilet.

The moment I unzipped.

Clatter.

Seo Yerin barged in as the door swung open.

“Wha-what?!”

Since my lower body was already exposed now, I awkwardly asked, and Seo Yerin grinned.

“Woojin, why are you ignoring my messages?”

“J-just a moment.”

I tried to adjust my pants first, but Seo Yerin, stuck to my back, held both of my hands, interrupting me.

“Hmm? Woojin? Why are you ignoring me?”

“I didn’t mean to ignore you… It’s just that the situation was urgent…”

“Sigh, alright, I get it.”

Really?

“I understand, Woojin, yeah. I can understand.”

Meanwhile, Seo Yerin’s hand moved slyly towards my lower body.

“Instead, can I take this out and keep it? I’m worried you’ll use it inappropriately.”

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”

Sometimes she says crazy things, but isn’t today a bit extreme from her?

“Sigh.”

Seo Yerin let out a deep sigh and slowly withdrew her hand. It seemed it was a joke after all.

“I’m done, I’m sulking. Do whatever you want.”

Seo Yerin gives a knee kick to the butt and walks out.

Judging by how hard she hit, she seemed genuinely upset.

‘It’s understandable why Yoon-ji would feel that way.’

Since she’s the ex-girlfriend.

Thinking this was really not okay, I decided to take care of what I needed to do first.

…Because of Seo Yerin.

It took a moment to wait until the stiffened part calmed down.

“Whew.”

A few minutes later.

After calming myself by counting sheep, I stepped outside to find my seat taken by someone else.

Choi Yiseo.

“…What kind of combination is this?”

The 4-person table I was sitting at was suddenly full.

Oh Yoon-ji and Yu Arin were still there.

And Seo Yerin and Choi Yiseo had joined.

Thinking something big could happen, I decided to bring a chair and sit beside them.

Some guys nearby would click their tongues or curse with their eyes when they saw me forcing myself into that table.

What am I supposed to do?

I should just stop it anyway.

“Huh.”

“You’re bold, Kim Woojin.”

Oh Yoon-ji and Yu Arin immediately welcomed me.

“……”

“Bleh!”

Choi Yiseo poured soju into her glass without a word, and Seo Yerin greeted with a tongue-out gesture.

Why is that?

The kids started drinking heavily in no time.

“Cheers.”

When Choi Yiseo pushed her glass forward, the other three immediately followed suit.

Bottles of alcohol piled up one by one quickly.

I couldn’t even touch the drink and just grilled meat, acting as a shuttle for the four.

‘Is this the sorrow of a family head?’

Gradually, the kids around started to leave.

There was talk of going for a second round, but no one at this table left.

Eventually, the barbecue restaurant became quiet.

- Ahn Hyeon-ho: It’s right that I’m not dating Gyu-ah, right? I turned her down today, but I don’t know if she’ll give up.

‘This guy still has feelings for her.’

I clicked my tongue and sent a message, hoping that Ahn Hyeon-ho would make a choice he wouldn’t regret.

Four people were staring at me, perhaps thinking I was up to something else.

Feeling awkward, I tried to grill more meat, but Yu Arin casually asked.

“What was that funny story earlier?”

They drank like gangsters, and now they seemed a bit bored.

Thinking this was my chance, I immediately started sharing the story.

“I met up with the idiots last time.”

I brought up the story of how the kids were weighing me against Chan-woo and eventually chose Chan-woo.

I thought it was a funny episode, but as I was telling it, I wondered if it was a bit of a dirty story.

So, as I’m slightly regretting…

“I thought questions like ‘A or B’ were only for girls, but surprisingly, guys do it too.”

“Those who do that can talk for hours just about that.”

The atmosphere among the kids isn’t too bad.

“For example, there’s stuff like always being second place or having a fifty-fifty chance of being first or last.”

Choi Yiseo continues the conversation.

Choi Yiseo also seemed to find it a bit burdensome to just drink in this atmosphere, so she was trying to lighten the mood.

“Kim Woojin with a face on a penis VS Kim Woojin with a penis as a face.”

Seo Yerin has loosened up too much.

“What the hell kind of question is that?”

Isn’t it just disgusting to even imagine?

I thought, what the hell kind of crap question is this, but maybe because they’re drunk, they’re surprisingly serious.

“Of course the first one. You can’t even walk with the latter.”

“The latter isn’t even a person in the first place.”

“Just live wearing pants every day, I guess.”

From Yu Arin to Choi Yiseo, Oh Yoon-ji.

As soon as they all chose the former, Seo Yerin nods.

“Hmm, forever virgin Kim Woojin.”

“Probably, if his thing was a face. But what kind of question is this?!”

Even though I asked irritably, Seo Yerin ignores me and just drinks.

“Kim Woojin who touches your chest first every day VS Kim Woojin who touches your butt first every day.”

“Ah, damn. She’s hooked.”

I slap my forehead and let out a deep sigh at Yu Arin’s question.

I should order more drinks. For me to drink.

“Butt, obviously. If you touch the chest, everyone around will see it.”

Oh Yoon-ji answered nonchalantly, resting her chin on her hand, but opinions were split this time.

“Chest. I feel the chest better.”

Seo Yerin shouldn’t drink.

“I think the butt will be better.”

Choi Yiseo, after deep contemplation, mutters in response.

As the lady brings us drinks and I pour into my glass, this time Oh Yoon-ji raises her hand.

“Cat cosplay Kim Woojin VS Dog cosplay Kim Woojin.”

Let’s just drink.

Pretend I didn’t hear that and just drink.

“Dog. That bastard suits being a dog.”

“It wouldn’t be bad for Woojin to follow while barking. With something like a leash.”

“…Cat.”

In the end, they start discussing something among themselves.

“Sadist Woojin VS Masochist Woojin?”

“Wow, this is a bit…”

“Tsk. It depends on the situation.”

“…Since he is a man, maybe the former over the latter?”

They keep going.

Yeah, keep going.

Seo Yerin, seemingly energized, continues with the questions.

“Two Woojin VS 0.5 Woojin.”

“Oh, hey. Two Woojin is too much.”

“Definitely the latter. Even now, I’m kind of…”

“Hmm? What are you talking about?”

Oh Yoon-ji, not understanding Seo Yerin’s question, tilted her head and asked.

When Seo Yerin explained the unit of ‘1 Woojin’ that only we knew about.

“Oh, so precisely-”

Thump.

I clamped my hand over Oh Yoon-ji’s mouth as she tried to say something.

“Ha, don’t do it.”

I stopped her because it seemed like it would get out of hand.

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Because we had actually measured it ourselves.

When I warned her by biting my lip, Oh Yoon-ji nodded, and as I slowly let go of my hand.

“Precisely-!”

Thump.

“I said don’t.”