Chapter 223

Chapter 223

Bamboo Forest Manager.

Episode 223: Anonymous407

It was a topic that deepened my worries in many ways.

– Anonymous407: Please come to the president’s office.

Because of this, I couldn’t concentrate properly on the lecture and kept worrying about it alone.

I considered asking the others, but if it really was the president, that would be problematic in its own way.

‘What on earth should I do about this?’

Even as I stared blankly at my phone screen while sipping ginseng latte, time kept passing by.

‘The most likely scenario is…that it’s not the president.’

Honestly, it didn’t seem like the president would post something like that in the Bamboo Forest.

I couldn’t quite imagine him using a casual tone to curse at his own university students.

“Tsk, I think this character could’ve worn a bit less.”

Even during the lecture, seeing Seo Yerin playing a mobile game next to me made it seem somewhat plausible.

Contrary to her innocent and delicate first impression, she was now practically like an old man making inappropriate jokes.

Who would think of Seo Yerin as Anonymous69?

Anyway.

The most likely scenario is that it’s not the president, so why did they summon me to the president’s office?

‘To find out my identity?’

Since I don’t know who Anonymous407 is or what kind of person they are, the situation is inevitably complicated.

It’s likely a trap.

‘They’ve noted that I’m a Gahyeon University student. Any student entering the president’s office at 6 is definitely the administrator of Bamboo Forest.’

Thinking this way, it certainly seems likely.

On the other hand.

‘What would they do by knowing me?’

Unlike Eun-woo, who was Anonymous90, or Seo Yerin, who is Anonymous69.

Anonymous407 has no connection to me at all, right?

‘What would they do by finding out the administrator’s identity?’

It’s obviously beneficial for me to keep the administrator’s identity hidden, but even if it’s discovered, it won’t be particularly troublesome for me.

Thinking further in this direction didn’t seem to yield any answers.

Then, on the contrary.

What if.

Really, what if.

If it were truly the president?

‘Ah, that’s really dizzying.’

The thought itself is overwhelming.

I knew anonymity could be like this, but to think that Anonymous407, who was like a punching bag in the Bamboo Forest, is the president!

It feels like I might never trust anyone on the internet again.

‘And making senior Ju-hee want an apology too….’

Senior Ju-hee really wants an apology from Anonymous407 somehow.

Hearing about her past, I can understand why she can’t tolerate such insults.

But if that’s the president?

‘It’s complicated.’

What on earth is the right thing to do?

What purpose does Anonymous407 have in calling me to the president’s office?

While I was scratching my head, feeling troubled.

– Popo: What are you doing today?

‘Hmm?’

A message came from someone unexpected.

– Kim Woojin: Attending a lecture.

– Popo: I’m doing an outdoor stream today. Want to come?

Outdoor stream?

Come to think of it, I remember Anonymous111 announcing an outdoor stream in the Bamboo Forest yesterday.

– Kim Woojin: Why should I go there?

– Popo: Come on, it’s been a while. We can do an interview as a Gahyeon University student.

What interview?

Just as I was about to send a message saying no, a pretty good idea popped into my head.

– Kim Woojin: Where are you streaming from?

I sent the message and waited for a reply.

A soft cheek pressed against mine from the side.

Seo Yerin was suddenly next to me, watching my phone with me.

“……”

“……”

A silence lingered between us.

I quietly lowered my phone, but I could feel the gentle vibration of a reply arriving.

“Ahem.”

The fear started creeping up from my toes because Seo Yerin was staring at me without saying a word.

I was so scared that I leaned back slightly, bumping into Yu Arin, who was dozing off with her chin propped up.

“Ouch, geez. What is it?”

Yu Arin woke up with a start.

Feeling like I had woken a sleeping tiger by stepping back, I quickly tried to put her back to sleep, saying it was nothing.

“Woojin.”

“Yes.”

Usually, she calls me ‘Woojin-ah’, but at times like this, she pronounces it properly.

It was a sign that Seo Yerin was angry.

“Shall we go shopping today?”

“Shopping?”

“Yeah, let’s go buy things like leashes and chastity belts.”

“…Are you raising a dog?”

I asked with an awkward smile, and Seo Yerin responded with a grin as if in agreement.

But seeing as she didn’t answer the question…

“You sell those at your store, right?”

If it’s my store, it means they’re for people, not dogs.

“Don’t worry, Woojin. I’ll become an actress, earn a lot of money, and buy a big house.”

Seo Yerin stroked my thigh gently.

“So there’s no need to go out.”

I know she goes overboard sometimes, but seeing this, it’s really scary.

I’d rather get beaten up by Choi Yiseo or Yu Arin.

“No, Yerin. It’s not what you’re thinking.”

“Popo is a Mechanical Engineering internet broadcaster, right? A famous person.”

“That’s true, but…”

I hesitated, weighing things in my mind for a moment.

“Actually, I have a favor to ask related to Anonymous407.”

I immediately sold out my promise with Anonymous407.

“Anonymous407?”

“Yeah, I asked Popo for help, but I needed one more person. Could you help?”

“Me?”

Seo Yerin’s expression gradually softened.

I leaned in closer and whispered softly.

“Yeah, without anyone knowing. It’s a secret mission just for us, Anonymous69.”

“…!”

Now Seo Yerin’s eyes sparkled with excitement. I leaned in further to whisper so that Yu Arin and Choi Yiseo wouldn’t hear.

Smooch.

Seo Yerin suddenly kissed me.

“What was that?”

“Hmm? It’s a loss if I don’t do it when you’re right in front of me.”

I was close enough to feel her breath.

Luckily, Yu Arin had already fallen asleep, and Choi Yiseo was focused on the lecture, so they didn’t notice.

“So what should I do, Mr. Adminnn?”

I began to explain the situation simply to the now-excited Seo Yerin.

Light pink hair, white and fair skin that glows even without lighting.

An outfit meticulously prepared as if she were a new student coming to school for the first time.

Returning to Gahyeon University after a long time.

Popo, holding a stand, starts a broadcast in front of the university’s main entrance.

“Look here! This is Gahyeon University’s main building! Isn’t the architecture beautiful? I used to pass by here often during my student days!”

Though it’s a phone and I can’t see all the incoming chats, the reactions weren’t bad.

Some viewers felt nostalgic about the university, others felt a sense of commonality, saying all universities look similar, and some were amazed because they weren’t university students yet.

Viewers of various ages were showing different reactions.

“Actually, I wasn’t sure if I could film here, but I got special permission! They were nice since I’m an alumnus!”

Then Popo swiftly turns around.

The screen captures numerous engineering students who followed Popo from behind the angle.

“Today, these are the students from the Department of Construction Engineering who joined me! They came to protect me, but don’t they look the scariest?!”

The chat is flooded with ‘lol’.

The Engineering students each strike poses emphasizing their muscles, trying to make their own appeal.

“But they are really trustworthy and very grateful people to me.”

With a bright smile, Popo steps inside the building.

“Actually, I have a surprise guest prepared for today. You’ll be really shocked when you see this person.”

A woman waiting demurely in the center of the main building.

Popo greeted her as he saw her.

“The goddess of the English Literature department! Seo Yerin!”

“Hello, everyone.”

The chat goes wild at the sudden appearance of an unbelievably beautiful female student.

“Wow, look at them liking her more than me. What? You want me to hand over the broadcast to Yerin? Are you kidding?!”

Popo playfully tries to lighten the mood while introducing Seo Yerin to her viewers.

“Yerin, this is our first time meeting! I even heard that you’re making a cameo in the soon-to-be-released movie ‘Casino’. Some people in the chat say they’ve seen you in the trailer!”

“Yes, I was lucky to get a part. I’m only in it for a short time, but please watch the movie!”

As the conversation warms up, Popo smoothly continues the interview with her skills as an internet broadcaster.

There were already many Engineering students, but more people curious about the event kept gathering.

Through the now crowded space.

Kim Woojin quietly moves.

The plan was simple.

The likelihood that Anonymous407 is the president is low. He probably wants to find out the identity of the administrator instead.

‘Honestly, there’s no need to go this far, but.’

Still, with only Popo and Seo Yerin present, it created an easy environment.

Since the president’s office was located on the first floor of the university headquarters building.

Kim Woojin was able to naturally blend into the crowd and enter.

“Whew.”

He barged in without knocking.

What does it matter?

If questioned about why he entered, he could just say he got swept in by the crowd.

Upon entering, unlike the noisy outside, the interior was quiet.

Should he call it the unique wooden scent of such a place?

Perhaps because the furniture was expensive, it reminded him somewhat of his father’s office.

Though that place had a much softer and more sophisticated wooden scent.

The president, with thick glasses and a stout build.

He had seen him a few times from afar and in photos, but this was the first time seeing him up close.

The president, who was working on something on the computer, glanced at him and wore a blank expression.

‘Maybe not.’

He thought the president would say something.

Seeing the surprised look, he leaned towards the idea that the president wasn’t Anonymous407.

“I came in by mistake. I’m sorry.”

Just as he was about to bow his head and leave.

“Are, are you the administrator, Woojin?”

At the trembling voice, he instinctively turned his head to look at the president.

‘Was it really the president then?’

Then the reason for the surprise just now was…

“Of all people, Woojin.”

The president, clutching his forehead, let out a sigh of distress.

He was about to ask how he knew him.

It was ultimately the Bamboo Forest.

When the third-years targeted Kim Woojin, indirectly revealing he was the chairman’s son.

At that time, Anonymous407 also joined in the flow, criticizing the seniors.

Then.

“Is it really the president?!”

Kim Woojin asked in disbelief, and the president wiped his cold sweat and slowly stood up.

“Please, have a seat first.”