Bamboo Forest Manager

College life has this peculiar charm to it.

When busy, it’s truly so hectic that you even begrudge the time to sleep, but when idle, there’s an abundance of leisure.

Especially at the start of a new semester.

In the first year, I was busy running around trying to adapt to college, feeling quite overwhelmed.

Now, after a year and becoming a sophomore, I’m spending the beginning of the semester more leisurely.

There was an opening general meeting, but I didn’t attend and just played games at a PC room instead.

I was enjoying my own version of college life leisure.

When the semester starts, don’t lots of people flock to various places near the university?

“Wow, there are so many people.”

Today, Yu Arin and I got swept away by such a crowd and came to the gym together.

I was gradually feeling the limits of home workouts, and since I was finding some fun in exercising, it seemed okay to come to the gym.

Yu Arin said she would start exercising again and came with me.

Originally, Choi Yiseo was going to come too, but there’s a meeting with professors and freshmen about the upcoming MT (Military Training).

Even as a sophomore, if you’re an officer, you have to go to the MT, which is quite something.

“There are so many people even though it’s lunchtime?”

We skipped the cafeteria to work out, but there were an overwhelming number of people.

Moreover, judging by their bodies, most seemed to have not been here for a few days.

“I heard from Yiseo that it would be like this, but seeing it, it’s really packed.”

The treadmills are almost all occupied, and I’m not sure if we can even use the exercise equipment properly.

It feels like we’ll have to wait if we want to use something after it’s free.

The dumbbell area is already claimed by people, with dumbbells scattered sparsely like missing teeth.

We can’t even touch the barbells.

There’s a waiting line over there.

“This is the largest place around here.”

It was a bit disappointing, but what could be done.

“Let’s change our clothes first.”

Even changing into workout getup was a hassle. Finding an empty locker was tough too.

After changing into the training clothes I brought with me, I went outside to wait for a moment, and Yu Arin came out too.

In a black crop top with loose-fitting gray pants.

I couldn’t help but be slightly impressed by the fashion that looked like it belonged to someone who exercises well.

Moreover, thanks to the crop top, her navel was clearly visible, and though not as much as Choi Yiseo, she had faint 11-line abs.

“They were clearer when I did Taekwondo back in the day.”

Yu Arin grumbled, stroking her belly with her hand.

Passersby glanced at Yu Arin, but she didn’t seem to mind much.

“Choi Yiseo often wears things like tights.”

I thought Yu Arin might wear something similar, but that wasn’t the case.

“Because of the material, you can see it right away when you stand up. I didn’t wear it for your sake.”

Look at her joking around.

“Is your impression of me that you thought of Choi Yiseo? How can you make me want to kill you like this?”

“Are you bipolar? Why are you getting mad when you were just laughing?”

She mocked me for not trying to get me aroused earlier, and now she’s annoyed because I thought of another woman.

What am I supposed to do? When I retorted, she put one hand on her hip, the other behind her neck, striking a pose.

“How does it look? Pretty?”

Once again, she demands a review from me.

How could Yu Arin not look pretty dressed like that? From the start, just by seeing the people around turning to look at her, she must already know the answer. 𝐫αꞐꝊ𝖇Ë𝐬

“Ah, I can’t stand it.”

Instead of giving an answer, I eventually can’t hold back and stride towards Yu Arin.

The sudden closing of distance startles her.

“Huh, huh? Not here, though?”

When I reach out, she closes her eyes tightly but doesn’t evade.

“Poke.”

I jab Yu Arin’s belly button with my finger.

I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw it.

“…What the hell are you doing, you jerk.”

Of course, Yu Arin’s reaction was sharp.

Who would like having their belly button poked out of nowhere?

“Well, when there’s a button, don’t you want to press it? It was kind of like that.”

“What’s the meaning of that. Are my workout clothes review just a poke?”

Honestly, it was a poke.

If I don’t say something else, she might use me as exercise equipment here.

“Do you want me to be really honest?”

“Yeah, tell me.”

“You won’t get mad, right?”

“There’s nothing to be angry about, Woojin.”

She seems really angry.

There are words that come to mind, but saying them might get me sued by her.

But if I don’t say them, I might get hit and end up suing Yu Arin.

Let’s take the gentleman’s approach.

“Last time we had s*x, I thought about licking your abs.”

“This guy is really crazy, isn’t he?”

“That’s why I said I wouldn’t say it! You told me to be honest!”

“Can’t you just say she’s pretty like a normal person?”

“Damn.”

I regretted saying it, but Yu Arin smiled brightly and linked her arm with mine.

“Did it look tasty? Want to lick it later?”

Instead of feeling bad, Yu Arin seemed rather pleased.

I wondered if this was right, but well, if Yu Arin is fine with it, then I guess it’s okay.

“Let’s start with cardio. Oh, there are so many people, the sweat smell is just…”

We came straight for cardio.

There weren’t many spots, but there were two treadmills next to each other, so we used them.

Maybe because she practiced Taekwondo, her running is no joke.

Like an athlete, with rhythmic breathing and fast running.

I’ve never seen anyone set the speed higher than 10.

I thought it might be a hindrance to work out with Yu Arin, so I planned to do it separately.

“Hey, Woojin?”

A familiar voice from behind.

I stopped the treadmill and checked, and there was Jeong Chan-woo with a younger girl linking arms.

“Oh, right. You used to work out here too.”

When we weren’t that close yet, I once bumped into him when I came to work out with Choi Yiseo.

“Hey, Chan-woo’s here. Say hi.”

“I’m in the middle of running.”

He just waved his hand dismissively, saying it was a hassle to greet properly.

“Chan-woo’s girlfriend is here too.”

Only after this was added did Yu Arin stop the treadmill and come over to greet us.

I knew Chan-woo’s girlfriend was a freshman in the Department of Architectural Engineering, and she had that fresh feeling.

I thought a girl with Chan-woo as her boyfriend would shrug her shoulders or boast openly.

It’s easy to feel a sense of superiority if your partner is pretty or talented.

However.

“Oh, hello. I’m Heo Jung-ah, a freshman in the Department of Architectural Engineering.”

Surprisingly, Chan-woo’s girlfriend didn’t look particularly happy, nor did she seem close to Chan-woo.

Yet, she didn’t let go of his arm, perhaps to maintain at least a minimal connection.

“Shall we exercise together? It might be good to help each other while working out.”

Even though Chan-woo looks like that, he’s been going to the gym for quite a while.

I’m happy to have someone like him assist me.

“No, it’s okay. You came with your girlfriend, and it seems like I’m intruding.”

When I subtly refuse, Chan-woo scratches his head and tilts it in confusion.

“Really? Is there anything to disturb? We’re just hanging out on our own.”

His girlfriend’s expression worsens.

“Hey, go.”

Yu Arin, unable to watch any longer, gestures for Jeong Chan-woo to leave.

“Your girlfriend is meeting us for the first time, so she might feel uncomfortable. Why are you so lacking in manners?”

“…Is that so?”

With an ambiguous answer, Chan-woo and Heo Jung-ah eventually leave.

Watching their retreating figures, Yu Arin thumps her chest in frustration.

“Ugh, can’t he see his girlfriend is obviously uncomfortable?”

“Chan-woo is a bit clueless when it comes to relationships.”

“What’s the point of just having a good face? He looks like a fool. If it weren’t for his face, you can tell he’d have been dumped long ago.”

It seems Yu Arin also felt the awkward distance I sensed.

Isn’t it a kind of dilemma?

It’s a bit off for me to date, but too good to give away to someone else.

“I should give Chan-woo a solution or something later.”

I resolved to give Chan-woo a special lecture on relationships, but Yu Arin next to me was looking at me with a disgusted expression.

“You? What are you so good at?”

“……”

“Stop it. Don’t worry about other people’s relationships with their girlfriends, let’s just work out. That equipment is free.”

The chest exercise machine is free, so we head over there.

Watching Yu Arin do it made me want to joke around, but since we could get hurt while exercising, I hold back for now.

“Come to think of it.”

I think I downloaded that adult video from the gym last time.

While I was idly lost in useless thoughts, Yu Arin stared at me and asked.

“How is it? Does it look bigger?”

“What does?”

“Since I did chest exercises, I’m talking about my chest.”

“…Does it grow that fast?”

I found it absurd, but I still stared at her chest and made a humming sound.

“Hmmm, looks the same?”

“Is it because it’s compressed by the sports bra?”

“But to make your chest bigger, shouldn’t you go to a surgeon instead of the gym?”

Yu Arin glared sharply.

I immediately averted my eyes, pretending I didn’t see.

It seems she’s subtly conscious about her chest since the last Arin incident.

Here, I, who had an ex-girlfriend, should offer a considerate comment full of dating techniques.

Jeong Chan-woo should come and learn this kind of thing.

“Arin, sensitivity is more important than breast size.”

“……”

“I like your pathetic chest that sobs with just a touch-”

The words couldn’t continue.

Because Yu Arin was busy chasing after me with a raised fist, ready to hit me.

“Sigh, I was unnecessarily anxious because all the competitors have big chests.”

In the end, Yu Arin grumbles after beating me up in a corner of the gym.

“How did Yerin suddenly get so big? She definitely wasn’t like that in the first semester?”

“Isn’t it because she indulges in erotic fantasies every day?”

Didn’t she even post today that she wants to have sex in the Bamboo Forest?

She even whined to me separately about being overshadowed by Anonymous90.

Well, after all, it was meaningless jealousy, no matter what we talked about.

We decided to do a few more exercises and then head to the training room to stretch and relax.

“It’s quiet here.”

“People usually just focus on lifting weights and don’t really care about stretching afterward.”

Yu Arin muttered that as she laid out a mat and settled into a spot.

Since no one was around, we followed a stretching routine from YouTube together.

It was tough enough to make us break into a slight sweat.

When we were about to leave.

Yu Arin, who was fiddling with her chest, asked me earnestly.

“Hey, don’t you think they’ve gotten a bit bigger?”

“That’s nonsense, they don’t grow that fast in such a short time.”

“No, really. Feel them.”

Yu Arin stepped forward, offering her chest.

Even though I warned her about being cautious around men, my hand was reaching for her chest.

“Right? They seem a bit bigger, don’t they?”

“Hmm? Do they?”

“It’s slightly bigger—don’t grip it, you bastard.”

“It’s instinct.”

I unconsciously gripped it.

“Sneaky.”

She brushed my hand away and turned her body to lean on me.

We were both sweaty, so it could have felt sticky, but instead, it felt rather intense.

My hand naturally wrapped around her from behind, but it landed on her chest.

“I learned massage.”

As I kneaded over her clothes, Yu Arin’s legs seemed to lose strength, and she slowly sat on the floor.

Eventually, she was sitting while leaning against my chest.

“Obviously, you learned that from porn.”

“……”

“Look at you, can’t even speak. Chan-woo and you, you’re all caught up in weird fantasies—huh?!”

Yu Arin couldn’t continue her words.

I didn’t want to hear it, so I slipped my hand inside her clothes.

Because she was wearing a crop top, it wasn’t difficult to reach her damp sports bra.

“You, if you do it here-!”

Even as she says that, she responds well when gently touched.

Covering her mouth with her hand, she twists her body, trying hard not to feel it.

“Pathetic Yu Arin.”

“Ha, stop it!”

Already completely caught from behind, she can’t escape.

It felt like catching a fish.

Flailing in my arms, yet unable to escape.

“Ahh! I’m sweaty! It’s embarrassing!”

Sure enough, my hand did get damp.

The inside of the crop top was sticky with moisture, too.

I reassured her, licking her nape once, and her tense body slightly relaxed.

“Eek?!”

“Not dirty. Tastes good.”

“Damn it, seriously!”

Recently, both Choi Yiseo and Seo Yerin.

They just made me angry and didn’t let me release, so my pent-up desire burst out.

As I apply pressure slightly on the resisting Yu Arin.

She can’t hold back a moan and her back straightens.

Her legs pushing against the ground as she twitches is subtly arousing.

Vrrr!

“Seems like you got a message.”

“Ah, raah!”

“Check it.”

Yu Arin obediently listens.

Leaning her head on my shoulder, she takes out her phone breathlessly.

“Haah, it’s the 2nd-year group chat. They want to know who’s going to the MT this time.”

Choi Yiseo, who couldn’t come to the gym with us, was sending a notice to everyone.

• Seo Yerin: Kim Woojin and I!

Seo Yerin promptly replies.

I remembered Seo Yerin’s suggestion to go to the MT together since we didn’t go in our first year.

“Why is she mentioning you along with her?”

Yu Arin glanced at me with a subtle displeasure.

Not only that, but the atmosphere in the group chat was also strange.

It seemed that some people were sensitive to Seo Yerin specifically calling me out.

“We agreed to go together last time.”

“Whew, she didn’t even say anything to me—hey, stop squeezing!”

Yu Arin tried to pull my hand away, so I just slipped my hand inside her sports bra.

“You, you jerk—!”

As she dropped her phone and twisted her body to escape, she seemed oddly cute.

Just as I tried to hold her closer.

Beyond, on the phone screen she dropped, a name appeared.

- Choi Yiseo: This time, many professors are going, and a few third-year seniors are attending.

- Choi Yiseo: Senior Shin Ho-chang and Senior Min Ju-hee are going together. Just so you know.

“……”

The stiff rod loses its strength again.

As I slowly pull my hand away from her chest, Yu Arin, breathing heavily, stares blankly as if she didn’t expect to be let go so easily.

“What, what’s this? Are you going to a hotel?”

“No, I’m going home.”

“…Is it hard to go with the flow? You’re just leaving when things have heated up like this?”

Phew, I didn’t want to go this far.

“Arin, I still haven’t sorted out my relationship-!”

My body is spun around.

I was hit with the wasabari I learned from Yu Arin last time, and she climbs on top of me, showing her back as I’m sprawled on the floor.

“Just die.”

She grabs my thing and starts pulling it without hesitation.

“Ohhh?! It hurts! It hurts!”

“For Yerin and Yiseo’s sake, it’s only right for you to become disabled here! You piece of trash!”

“I’m sorry! Really, I’m sorry! No, it was a joke! I really have to be hit!”

“Get hit! Just get hit! How can I like someone like this?!”

“I’m sorry for being trash! But it was really just a joke!”

“Do you really love me?”

Yu Arin, loosening her grip slightly, asked.

Seeing the corners of her mouth lift, it seemed she found it secretly amusing.

“Hey, hey! I’ll do this for fun—ugh! I, I love you! Arin!”

“It sounds nice, but you’ve really crossed the line. Lately, everyone’s saying they like you, and you’re getting cocky, right?!”

“Grrr! You crazy woman!”

In the midst of spitting and screaming in pain, thanks to Chan-woo, who heard my voice and came inside, I was saved from being pulled out.