Bamboo Forest Manager

“Lately, I’ve been thinking that.”

In the middle of the lecture, Seo Yerin suddenly remembered something and started talking to me.

I wondered if I should listen to someone who had been playing a mobile game just a moment ago, now claiming to have a thought.

Even if I didn’t make an effort to listen, Seo Yerin had already started saying what she wanted to say.

“Didn’t we approach everything too much from a physical pleasure standpoint from the beginning?”

What is she talking about?

“What do you mean?”

I tried to just let it go, but I couldn’t.

It was definitely not because the lecture was boring; I was just curious about what Seo Yerin had to say.

When I looked at her, Seo Yerin glanced around and whispered softly.

“It’s okay to go for a more innocent vibe. That’s originally my image anyway.”

I really feel like hitting her when she brushes her hair back while talking.

“Huh? It’s a fresh and innocent image, right?”

Like a broken game script, Seo Yerin is protesting that she won’t move on unless I answer.

I kept my mouth shut because I didn’t want to answer, and a pen rolled to Seo Yerin’s feet.

“Here you go.”

When Seo Yerin picked it up with a smile and handed it to the male student who dropped it, he instantly had an expression of falling in love.

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“What?”

The important thing is that Seo Yerin genuinely doesn’t realize the impact of her actions.

That guy will probably try to sit near Seo Yerin every time he attends this lecture from now on.

‘Should I see this as Seo Yerin’s problem?’

Seo Yerin just kindly picked up and handed the fallen pen over.

Isn’t that something everyone has done at least once?

Seo Yerin wasn’t particularly flirting nor was she deliberately trying to seduce.

‘Sigh.’

In the end, the difference in appearance must have created a big difference in the same action.

“Am I not innocent?!”

Now, Seo Yerin is outrightly grabbing my wrist and insisting.

“Ah, fine. I get it.”

In the end, I couldn’t win and nodded, and she snorted satisfactorily, pulling her chair closer to mine.

“So, I think it’s better to act accordingly.”

“What kind of behavior is that?”

I wondered what random thing she was going to do again, but Seo Yerin, who was holding my wrist, dragged it under the desk.

And then intertwined her fingers with mine.

“Like this?”

I thought the time to be thrilled by merely holding hands under the desk during a lecture had passed.

“Heh, heh.”

Surprisingly, Seo Yerin is satisfied.

She hides her rising lips while resting her chin on the other hand.

It was indeed rare for Seo Yerin and me to act like a typical couple in this manner.

The important thing was that we weren’t a couple.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Why. You’re not studying anyway.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter since it’s my left hand that’s caught anyway…”

“The emotional doll. Still can’t decide on anyone.”

There’s nothing to say when she puts it like that.

“You end up touching a woman’s butt or, when excited, start thinking with your crotch, right?”

Since there was an incident with Choi Yiseo yesterday, I can’t argue with that either.

“Anyway, let’s just hold hands. If you start dating someone else instead of me-”

Seo Yerin’s gaze, resting on her chin, glances at me slightly.

It was like a scene from a youth movie.

Like the image of an attractive female student in a flashback.

“You can’t even hold hands with me anymore.”

Seo Yerin smiled sweetly.

Yet, she teased by tickling the back of my hand with the hand she was holding.

I had nothing to say.

Even though my hand felt hot and sweaty, Seo Yerin never let go.

It seemed like the people behind us noticed, but that wasn’t a reason to let go either.

It wasn’t that she didn’t care about others’ gazes.

Things that could only be done now.

Depending on my choice, even these small actions might become things I shouldn’t do later.

“Heh, I like it.”

It could be seen as her determination not to waste such time recklessly.

“Huh, really.”

There were times when I thought I couldn’t win against Seo Yerin.

Seo Yerin, clinging to me so directly, possessed a charm that was almost destructive.

She said her innocence was her weapon, but did she know?

That she was more charming than ever when she honestly revealed herself.

“Hmm, this is better than I thought.”

Seems to really like holding hands and starts pondering something.

Then began searching for various things on the phone, typing quite well with one hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Looking for things couples can do together. I’m not very knowledgeable in this area.”

The one who would spill everything she knows and doesn’t know when it comes to topics rated 19+, yet seems clueless about innocent actions.

I’m not sure if this is what they call a gap.

“Taking the same lecture, eating lunch together, staying all day at a PC café, renting a hotel for a stay…hmm?”

Seo Yerin, who had been reading the text, paused as if something seemed strange and looked at me to ask.

“Woojin, were we already dating?”

“……”

“We’ve already done everything on the list?”

“Well, we weren’t exactly just guy friends and girl friends.”

Normally, platonic friends wouldn’t have gone as far as having sex or even a threesome.

“Hmm, then what should we do?”

“We should study. We’re sophomores now.”

Look at her not even bothering to listen to what I say.

Is she thinking that since her path as an actress is already open, she can take lectures lightly?

“But Woojin, doesn’t just holding hands make you feel a bit ticklish?”

“Enjoying that ticklish feeling is how it’s supposed to be.”

Do people think couples just rush into everything right from the start? It’s about enjoying each step and getting to know each other gradually.

“Is that so? Like knowing the taste of sweet and sour pork but only ordering black bean noodles and feeling unsatisfied?”

The analogy was cheap but accurate.

“But enjoying the tickling sensation is something for when you’re in a romantic relationship. We’re not lovers.”

“Well, true.”

“Trashy bastard.”

Seo Yerin tightened her grip on my hand. It wasn’t as strong as Yu Arin or Choi Yiseo, so it didn’t hurt much.

“Speak properly.”

That’s why I correct it.

“Trash.”

“Trashy bastard.”

Yeah, that’s right.

I know well that I’m trash. We should be clear about that.

“No, stop beating around the bush, Woojin.”

“You’re the one who started it…”

“Anyway, we’re not in a romantic relationship, right? We’re closer than friends. Friends don’t have sex.”

“Hey, keep your voice down!”

I was worried that someone around might have heard, but that wasn’t the case.

“If we had to define it, our relationship is more like sex friends? ‘Sex buddy’ doesn’t quite fit, but ‘sex friend’ seems right.”

Not partners, but friends.

But is there really a difference between the two?

It felt like the conversation was veering into a strange direction, but I nodded in agreement for now.

“If we have to nitpick… That sounds right?”

“Hmm.”

Seo Yerin, after a moment of contemplation, brings up another topic.

“But what criteria do other people use to define a sex buddy or sex friend?”

“Are you asking me that?”

“You seem like you’d know. You’ve got three sex friends, after all.”

“Why are we even having this conversation?”

“Because the lecture is boring?”

“I’m not bored, though.”

“Put down the mobile game and talk.”

“……”

Unlike Seo Yerin, who doesn’t hesitate to spend money on games, I have to play diligently.

“When choosing a sex friend, personality isn’t really that important, is it?”

Seo Yerin returns to the topic of sex friends.

With a sigh, I organize my thoughts.

“Probably not? They wouldn’t really consider what’s important in a relationship. Appearance, technique, sexual preferences. They’d likely focus on those things, right?”

“Ah, it’s like a gaming buddy? Since it’s about mutual enjoyment?”

“Something like that.”

If they’re good at games, can communicate well, and have matching gaming preferences, they become gaming friends.

They don’t really consider what they do in real life or their income level.

“But what’s the point of talking about this. Let’s stop, I’m really going to study.”

I turned the mobile game off and picked my pen up to focus on the professor’s lecture.

“Then, if you rate Woojin as a sex friend, he’s a B-grade?”

“…What?”

At Seo Yerin’s provocative words, I instinctively turn my head sharply to look at her.

“What, ‘B’? Like the singer Rain? Are you saying I’m at the level of an international star?” ¹

“No, just B-grade. A-grade is the best.”

I bite my lip unconsciously and continue questioning.

“Why, why is it B-grade?”

I wonder if my heart really needs to race for something like this.

I should at least make sure.

“If you say something like this because he’s smaller than that black actor you saw in the adult film, you’ll die.”

“Come on, if it’s 1 Woojin, it’s pretty big.”

Comfort.

I barely resist the urge to let my lips curl slightly.

“Arin still says yours is difficult.”

“She’s pretending not to.”

I said it just wanting to pick a fight, but Seo Yerin pretends not to hear.

“No, so why is it B-grade? Because of appearance? Or the body?”

“There’s no problem with looks. You’re strong and have good stamina. I was surprised when you lifted me last time.”

She was thrilled when I did it.

“Then why are am I a B-grade?”

“Because you’re not doing it.”

“……”

“You keep not doing it. You say you don’t have time, you don’t feel like it, or you have to meet someone.”

“Ahem.”

“You’re just like a game friend. If you don’t play often, no matter how good you are, you drift apart.”

This makes it awkward to mention what I was planning with Choi Yiseo yesterday.

In the first place, Choi Yiseo often comes to my room, but Seo Yerin rarely does.

Well, if there’s a reason, it’s probably because Choi Yiseo frequently visits the dorm to help the freshmen.

Seo Yerin would attract too much attention entering the dorm, so she probably can’t come to my room.

“On the contrary, am I not an A-grade?”

Seo Yerin declares confidently, pushing her chest out.

“Pretty, big chest, kind, even smart.”

Being smart probably means having a lot of adult knowledge.

“And unlike someone-”

She leans towards me slightly, slyly smiling and whispering.

“If you want me to spread, I’ll spread them at any time.”

“……”

She’s a genius at making a guy’s patience run thin.

As my pants start to swell painfully, I lean my waist back slightly, and Seo Yerin smirks mockingly.

“Easy, so easy.”

I really want to kill her.

She pulls her body back again.

For the record, she was still holding my hand.

“So, what do you think? Overall, I’m A-grade, right? Ah, Woojin is lucky. Having a friend like me.”

“…You’re B-grade too.”

Despite my stubborn resistance, a relaxed smile graces Seo Yerin’s lips.

“Yes, yes, no matter how much you try to find fault, Seo Yerin’s value doesn’t change, right? I’m A-grade, right?”

Hoo, I wasn’t going to mention this…

“You can’t have sex, can you.”

Seo Yerin, who was smiling brightly, suddenly stiffens. I can feel her trembling through the hand I’m holding.

Keeping her stiff smile, Seo Yerin asks me.

“Wh-what are you talking about?”

“I said you can’t have sex.”

This time, I threw back a sneer.

Seo Yerin’s face gradually turns red, and she grips my hand tightly as she responds.

“That’s d-disgusting, Woojin. You shouldn’t belittle me just because you’re a B-grade, right? Huh? Just because you say it doesn’t make it true?”

“You can’t do fellatio.”

I recall the chilling memory of her teeth grazing while she promised to do it with her mouth.

“I-I have big breasts, Woojin. And it felt good when you put it in, right?”

“That’s thanks to your parents for having you well.”

“Then your parents did a good job having you with a big dick too!”

The voice got a bit louder in the middle, drawing attention from those around, but fortunately, it seemed they didn’t catch the details.

We continue our conversation in hushed tones.

“Plus, premature ejaculation.”

“I really can’t stand this. Are you saying I’m premature?”

“Don’t you remember how easily you came after doing it a few times back then?”

“That’s because I drank a lot of beer!”

That’s true, but…

I didn’t want to back down here.

If I backed down, I’d be left as a B-grade Woo-jin.

“In the end, it’s like having good equipment but just average gaming skills, right?”

“Darn it! Darn it!”

Seo Yerin fuming in frustration.

But because there was truth to it, she couldn’t retort with indignation.

“Isn’t it B-grade Yerin? If I just had time, I’d be A-grade right away?”

I won.

Having beaten Bamboo Forest’s Sex God at sex, doesn’t that make me the Sex King or something?

It’s not exactly an honorable title, but anyway, I’m happy that I won.

“Th-then.”

Seo Yerin glances at me and whispers softly.

“I’ll…also be promoted to A-grade today.”

“……”

“I can just do it? Right?”

“Y-yeah, you can.”

“Then I just need to learn diligently from Woojin today.”

I unconsciously checked the time on my phone.

There was still an hour left before the lecture ended.

‘Ah, I’m really going to burst.’

It was so swollen that I wondered if my underwear and pants would rip.

My breathing had become strangely rough, and my hands were sweating.

“Heup.”

It seemed I wasn’t the only one whose body was heating up, as Seo Yerin was rubbing her thighs and trembling.

Then suddenly, our eyes met.

“Shall we spread them?”

At Seo Yerin’s words.

I unknowingly nodded.

She began to unzip the jeans she was wearing with the one hand she had left-

“Alright, let’s take a break.”

As soon as the professor said those words, and the students started to get up from their seats, we let go of the hands we were holding and lay down on the desk.

In the ventilated air, we catch our breaths and regain our senses.

‘What was that just now.’

Realizing only now that we were having a crazy conversation as if possessed by something, I held my head in my hands.

‘That was really close.’

What would Seo Yerin have done if it had gone further?

No, I might not have been able to hold back and would have taken her to the bathroom.

“Hey, Woojin.”

Then, Seo Yerin calls me with her head turned this way while still lying down.

“What.”

I also turn my head quickly to answer, and Seo Yerin asks with a serious face.

“If a game friend and a sex friend aren’t very different, then, if you have a lot of game friends, does that mean-”

“Stop it right there.”

“…I’m just saying it because I felt embarrassed.”

1. ‘Bi’ means ‘rain’ in Korean and, there is a popular Korean singer-actor by the name Rain ️