Bamboo Forest Manager

Chapter 53: Kitchen Team

Open the door!

Yu Arin was pounding on the door roughly.

As the door finally opened, she was about to scold Kim Woojin for faking illness and being late, but

Uh?

Hello.

Unexpectedly, it was Choi Yiseo who opened the door. Moreover, she seemed slightly out of breath, and her face was flushed, making it feel like shed seen something she shouldnt have.

Choi Yiseo usually had a sensual feel to her body because she exercised.

But, how should she put it?

Now she seemed to exude sexiness.

Why are you here?

Choi Yiseo answered Yu Arin, who asked in confusion, with a relaxed smile.

I came to visit. I heard Woojin was sick.

Ah

But just like you said, he was faking it. He still had plenty of energy left.

Flinch.

Whats this?

Yu Arins shoulders trembled. Kim Woojin had walked out briskly from a somewhat delicate situation.

What is it? Why are you here again?

Kim Woojins face was also red, and he was breathing heavily. His slightly disheveled clothes were noticeable.

Have you eaten dinner? If not, lets eat together before you leave.

But then, out of nowhere, Choi Yiseo was inviting her inside. She felt like she shouldnt, but,

Excuse me.

Having practiced Taekwondo since she was young, Yu Arin didnt back down and stepped in confidently.

Though she entered with confidence.

There was the pungent smell of a man.

Even though the window was opened for ventilation a little due to the chill outside, the smell hadnt vanished.

Moreover, seeing Kim Woojin freshly showered, with a fluffy look, made it obvious he had bathed just now.

Were opening the pub, right? Choi Yiseo made it so I have to work in the kitchen.

Kim Woojin tries to give a reason, but she knows too well that this was an excuse.

Then, Choi Yiseo added something.

Woojin, can I shower now?

Uh?

I sweated a bit earlier, and my body feels sticky. Ive got my workout clothes with me, so I can change into them.

Ah, well thats fine with me.

Kim Woojin nodded without much thought. Choi Yiseo looked at Yu Arin and smiled as she entered the bathroom.

Thud.

The moment the door closes.

Did you sleep with her?

Yu Arin asked, accusing him.

Kim Woojin frowned as he sighed.

Sleep? What sleep? We cooked food.

Though she glanced at him with a doubtful gaze, Kim Woojin shook his head and picked up the piece of sausage and vegetable stir-fry which Choi Yiseo made.

It seems like a lie?

Nope. If I had done it, I would still be doing it.

What an act.

Act? I dont even show off.

Seeing Kim Woojin casually shrug it off, Yu Arin felt relieved.

It didnt seem like they did anything serious given the atmosphere.Top 𝒏𝒐v𝒆l updates on nov𝒆lbin(.)com

What is this, why am I feeling relieved?

She didnt have any feelings for Kim Woojin. She had no intention of getting into a war with no chance of winning against Choi Yiseo and Seo Yerin.

Ah, its my fault for worrying.

Saying so, Yu Arin threw a palm-sized box right at Kim Woojins face from her pocket.

Whats this?

It didnt hurt much even though she hit him, and upon checking, it turned out to be cold medicine.

What? You thought I was sick?

Nope. Just brought what I was having.

But it doesnt look like its been opened?

It was buy one, get one free, so I brought the other.

Kim Woojin just let it slide, wondering where you get medicine on a buy one get one free.

Anyway, eat this before you go. Youll probably be too busy serving to get a chance to eat.

At those words, Yu Arin starts to reach for the chopsticks with a pout, then suddenly stops moving.

But then she casually picks up a sausage and asks,

Why would I be serving?

Hmm? You wont be serving? I heard they pulled all the good-looking ones to serve.

I heard they even asked senior Han-kang to help with serving. It sounded serious.

It must have been an attempt to cater to everyones needs.

No?

Right.

Yu Arin, with her head bowed in embarrassment, and Kim Woojin, sincerely not understanding why, asked if there was a problem.

Shut up!

Yu Arin suddenly stood up, turning her body to hide her red face.

Dont act up, you jerk!

Wh-what!?

Im leaving!

It was similar to the night they had Chocomong.

Feeling that staying any longer would make things odd, Yu Arin ran to the door.

No!

Yu Arin reminded herself.

Its not like my heart is pounding now!

There is no way she would have felt her heart race for such a guy!

To be attracted to someone I wanted to use?

There couldnt be anything more pathetic than that.

Besides, that place is a war which I shouldnt step into!

She had no intention of fighting with two people who were visibly interested in Kim Woojin.

Get yourself together, Yu Arin.

Tapping her cheeks with her palms, Yu Arin quickly walked home.

What?

Suddenly, Yu Arin threw the medicine at me and ran out. It was almost as if she came and went in an instant, like I saw a mirage.

But, her unique fruity scent still lingered, tickling my nose.

Thud.

Woojin, this door doesnt close properly.

Choi Yiseo came out then, drying her hair with a towel, and looked at me, tilting her head.

Arin?

I dont know, she screamed something and left?

What did you do?

She looked at me with suspicion, which hurt me.

I did nothing.

Did you say you wanted to touch her chest again?

No! I didnt! And what do you think of me? As some chest-obsessed freak?

Youre not?

No.

If you touch it now

I wont touch it, I said I wont, you woman!

She really thinks of me as someone driven by sexual desire.

As I shouted back, she chuckled, sitting next to me and drying her hair.

Her appearance was seductively appealing.

You dont see the hairdryer? I bought a good one.

Yes, I saw it. You use Dyson?

My ex-girlfriend left it because she said it was a good one. I didnt buy it, so I decided to throw it away, but then when I checked the price, I decided to use it more carefully than my ex-girlfriend did.

You saw it, then why didnt you dry your hair?

Just because.

Watching her playfully smile, I realized she deliberately came out with wet hair.

Did you watch some drama? Saying that men get excited seeing hair being dried?

No.

It seemed right considering how flustered she looked.

Choi Yiseo sighed and covered her face with her hand before saying,

Dramas are very realistic.

Hehe.

Pleased with the response, she let out a snort and pushed the remaining food towards me.

Hurry up and eat it. Its all cold now.

Right, I should.

Though my heart pounded, I forced myself to ignore it and just ate the remaining food.

As Ive said before, during the festive time, the Bamboo Forest is abuzz with related discussions. It was especially easy to get information about other departments with which there was no interaction normally.

-Anonymous135: How many departments are running bars? Its like everyone is doing it?

-Anonymous81: Bars are a bit easier.

-Anonymous42: Plus, its good for drinking, lol. You can just make the juniors work and tell them to bring snacks.

-Anonymous69: I want to have sex!

-Anonymous90: I want to have sex!

-Anonymous44: All smiles with Seoul Station ghost story. There have been many homeless people there since the old days

-Anonymous111: Yo! Everyone! Hello! Its BJ Popo here! Its almost festive time! Actually, I have joined the cheerleading team! I will be live streaming on the day of the festival, so please watch and have fun!

-Anonymous315: We must absolutely protect our Popo.

-Anonymous316: We must absolutely protect our Popo.

-Anonymous317: Our Department of Aerospace Engineering is always with Popo.

-Anonymous243: Is there any department running a maid caf?

-Anonymous11: This freaking otaku. That kind of thing only happens in Japanese anime, you crazy bastard.

-Anonymous81: Honestly, I do want to see it, especially looking forward to the Department of Aerospace Engineering and the Department of Theatre and Film.

-Anonymous11: The Department of Theatre and Film is about plays, you idiot.

-Anonymous81: ? How would you know? Are you in that department?

-Anonymous11: Then what does that department do?

-Anonymous81: Right.

-Anonymous243: Lets talk somewhere else. I keep getting notifications.

-Anonymous11: Damned otaku bastard.

-Anonymous126: Everyone expects a lot from the Theater and Aerospace departments, but honestly, I am looking forward to the English department. There is someone there who overshadows the theater department.

-Anonymous82: Seriously.

-Anonymous69: Sex.

-Anonymous90: You seem confident.

-Anonymous126: Does that person have a boyfriend?

-Anonymous195: There are tons of people after them.

Ah, seriously.

They didnt mention any name so it felt odd to delete it, but I can tell it was Seo Yerin.

Its Tuesday, so Ill be having lunch with Seo Yerin and Choi Yiseo.

But now, I am on my way to the English Department office.

Ah, why are they gathering so early.

Because there is a kitchen team meeting for the fest.

Before I knew it, there was talk in the group chat to which I was invited about meeting up for lunch today.

I originally planned to ignore it, but Choi Yiseo insisted I come, so I had no choice but to be dragged along.

Its so bothersome.

I naturally didnt want to do it, but I also disliked it because the situation seemed like it would be a mess at first glance.

The operation of the pub is led by the first years, and only those among the second, third, and fourth who want to help do so.

In reality, there are no third or fourth-years, and which second-year would want to help? Instead of enjoying it?

So it was up to the first-years. But what can they do when they are still shedding their habits from high school?

I hope theres at least one person who has a part-time job.

Hoping theres someone who has experience, like working in a restaurant kitchen, to take the lead and guide us, please.

Arriving in front of the office with such earnest hope.

If it wasnt for what the professor said, I wouldnt have helped.

There, senior Min Ju-hee was lining the freshmen up, wearing a tight black Adidas jersey with hands in her pockets.

Ah, Jesus.

How many people can make a group feel at ease just by being seen by one person?

The kitchen team is so cool.

Our Captain Ju, this time stepping in as Gordon Ramsay.