episode_0221

“Are you really going to just leave it like that?”

After sighing, Yoo Ah-rin asks again.

I answered without much thought while drinking the chocolate milk I just bought at the convenience store.

“Well, what can I do? They say they are fighting.”

“Ha, it’s not a bad idea to fight as a college student.”

“… … Do you say that?”

I believe that Yoo Ah-rin was the one who constantly beat me just because I learned Taekwondo.

“It’s just a joke with you. No, if there was a real fight in the first place, wouldn’t the bamboo forest be in trouble?”

“Jjoop, what’s the problem? They’re just hitting and fighting each other. Honestly, I want to see 407’s face.”

I take another sip of chocolate milk and click my tongue.

Yoo Ah-rin was quite worried, but honestly, I was very skeptical about Hyeonpi.

“Do you really think they will fight? Anonymous 7 is still just asking for an apology. We’re not even talking about what we’ll do when we meet.”

“That’s… … But.”

Surprisingly, this situation arose, but Anonymous 7 took the same stance no matter what anonymous people on other bulletin boards said.

apologize.

Just apologize and I’ll move on.

If I can only apologize in person, I will accept the apology even if I do so in person.

“It looks like it was scratched hard. I guess it’s because of the pad lip, right?”

I also agreed with Yoo Ah-rin. Anonymous 7 didn’t write often, but things got bigger when Anonymous 407 started doing pad-libbing.

“Ugh, why do you mess with other people’s parents?”

Anyway, isn’t there a line that must be followed? At the age of 20, I feel like I have come too far to blame home education.

“Ha, I’m worried that we’re really fighting for no reason.”

“Are you surprisingly worried? I thought you were just going to let them fight? Or are you really going to wear a round girl outfit?”

“Are you crazy? If it just escalates into a fight in the bamboo forest, I don’t think anything good will come out of it.”

Manager #1 does work hard. I need to pick up No. 2 soon, but I can’t find it anywhere.

Actually, the best thing is to unblock Choi Yi-seo’s Anonymous 287 and ask for it.

Since Choi Yi-seo is busy, it will be difficult for her to work as a manager.

‘Seo Ye-rin… … ‘It must be difficult.’

The moment you give Manager No. 2 to Anonymous 69, the bamboo forest will probably turn over.

What are you going to say to me, why should I use a kid who is having sex and doing things like wallpapering the house?

“Ha, I don’t know. Let’s just let it fight on its own. I won’t name the bamboo forest, so I’ll probably ask you to do it.”

They will request each other’s personal information or coordinate a meeting place through me, the administrator.

If we really meet.

“I’m betting we won’t meet.”

“I hope so.”

Yoo Ah-rin pouted her lips at my words and stuck a straw into the chocolate mong she was holding in her hand.

* * *

Dinner time.

Since it was a weekday, I, who was working part-time, couldn’t help but look at my phone.

The Bamboo Forest was still actively regenerating posts, and there seemed to be a surprisingly large number of leisurely college students.

Some early students were already preparing for their final exams.

– Anonymous 69: I want to have sex!

– Anonymous 149: But don’t you think it would be really fun if we actually met?

– Anonymous 62: I wish Popo would broadcast it. We’re really meeting tomorrow.

– Anonymous 332: There hasn’t been any conversation between 407 and 7 yet, right? When I saw it, 407 was a clear hit.

In fact, neither of the two anonymous people in question were posting anything.

Well, we probably can’t just hold on to the bamboo forest forever.

If he hadn’t run away, I thought Anonymous 407 should have stepped forward.

Anonymous7 continued to respond consistently.

Even if we actually ask to meet, I don’t think I’ll leave it out.

The door opens and a cold breeze comes in.

“Welcome.”

I smiled and greeted the guest, but the guest just smiled awkwardly and slightly raised his hand.

“Oh, hello.”

“… … Senior Joohee?”

I came with you today to say I work part-time at a cafe, but what happened this time?

Your senior must have already left work.

Senior Joohee, who was glancing around, approached the counter and whispered softly.

“Well, can you recommend just one?”

“You could just buy anything… … I’m not an expert.”

When I answered while scratching the back of my head, Joohee clenched her fists and continued answering in a rapid-fire manner.

“I heard you give a lot of dating-related advice to kids. So, I asked you this because I thought you would know a lot about this. There’s no other strange reason-.”

“I know. i know. And there’s no need to feel awkward. We are all adults, and this is natural.”

These days, the boys in the men’s dormitory laugh and tell me that they give scores to the Onaholes they use and bring them to me as a review.

“Not only that, but girls also come often. There was even a girl who asked me if I knew the size of the boy she had a crush on who lived in a dormitory.”

“… … Why do you ask that?”

“I plan to buy something similar in size.”

But how would I know that?

Of course I answered that I didn’t know.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“It’s normal. Something ordinary. Of course, humans have sexual desires.”

Senior Joohee seemed to be feeling more comfortable now, taking a deep breath and nodding. I recommended one item that many girls bought, and paid for it with a smile.

Of course, I thought he would just leave, but senior Joohee, who had been hesitant, secretly asked.

“When do you get off work? a little… … There is something I would like to discuss.”

“… … .”

From the beginning, I felt like this was the main point. Although it is right to keep your distance from senior Joohee.

“It’ll be over soon. Will it take a long time?”

Still, there aren’t many cases where Joohee needs my help.

If it took a long time, I was thinking of calling someone else.

It wouldn’t be good for the two of you to stay together for too long.

“No, it will be over soon. You can take turns talking.”

“Then please wait a moment. It’s time for me to get off work now.”

A few minutes later.

The boss comes and we go back after seeing him off.

The senior who was waiting outside handed me the warm soy milk he was holding in his hand.

“Now, here. Since it was night, I thought the coffee would be a bit bad.”

“Thank you.”

Although soy milk was a somewhat unexpected choice, I felt that it strangely suited senior Joohee.

“Did you not ride a bicycle separately?”

“Ah, there is no suitable place to tie it up here. Last time, someone stole it and I finally found it.”

“Yes… … Hmm?”

Senior Joohee tilts her head.

While he looked like he was remembering something, I spoke to him.

“Why are you doing this?”

I thought about it for a moment while my senior was waiting, and I thought it might have something to do with love.

It’s decreased a bit now, but for a while there were a lot of kids coming to me for relationship advice.

However, the senior continued with a very unexpected story.

“Neither of my parents are here.”

“Wow… … .”

It came so suddenly that I almost pretended.

When I made an embarrassed expression, senior Joohee responded calmly, saying it was no big deal.

“I have twin younger brothers. One man, one woman. They are also preparing to enter college. Although it is not Gahyundae.”

“I see.”

Try as much as possible to pretend that nothing has happened.

Personally, I don’t like feeling sorry for others or comforting them after hearing about other people’s family stories.

In fact, senior Joohee continued speaking more easily, perhaps because that response was correct.

“My mother wasn’t there before, but my father passed away when I graduated from high school and was working at the factory.”

“Um.”

Now I feel like I understand why senior Joohee works so hard to get a scholarship.

Because I thought there might be a story.

“Because I have money saved from my father’s insurance and working, I have the opportunity to attend college.”

I thought it was a love story, but it turned out to be a much heavier topic.

I felt a bit deceived by Joohee, who said it would end soon, but surprisingly, the main point came out quickly.

“Recently, someone wrote an article criticizing my parents.”

Did you write something cursing your parents?

A similar story that came to mind in an instant made me tremble without realizing it.

“Personally, I really want to receive an apology from that person. But I don’t know what to do.”

“Ah, aha. okay. Ho, can you tell me where such a post was posted?”

“That’s… … I don’t think I can tell you.”

I see

I felt sweat forming on my hands.

Isn’t this a very similar situation to someone I know?

‘Now that I think about it, I think Anonymous 7 wrote something like Sang-taul or something like that.’

Because of those posts, I was able to understand why senior Joohee couldn’t speak because she was embarrassed.

‘Ah, I’m bored.’

If you do this wrong, you may end up with an invoice. And there was a very, very high probability that it was Anonymous 407.

“First of all, when you see that a post has been posted, isn’t it some kind of community? Like our school’s bamboo forest?”

“Yeah, right?”

Should I be fooled by this?

If you show it off like this, what should I do?

“Come to the water! I don’t know much about bamboo forests because I don’t know much about them! There were a lot of posts like that in the past that just sniped at me.”

Haha, I laughed and added an awkward explanation, and only then did relief come to Joohee senior’s face.

“I also used it only recently. There was something I wanted to ask without others knowing.”

I remember Anonymous 7 eagerly asking something. Even if I didn’t memorize the entire content.

“Anyway. In such a community, there will be someone who manages it. If you ask that person, wouldn’t something come out?”

“Ah, I see! You can just ask the manager!”

Senpai, you really haven’t done anything like community.

The bamboo forest must have been a rather harsh place for such a simple person to live.

“Yes, try it. Perhaps the manager will kindly explain.”

The senior said that he would immediately inquire with the manager.

Looking at my senior like that, I secretly smiled.

Thank you for using the bamboo forest today, senior.

* * *

Good things and bad things.

There were two things.

The good thing is that we found out who Anonymous 7 is.

I didn’t expect it to be senior Joohee, but anyway, after receiving an inquiry from senior Joohee, I contacted Anonymous 407 through a separate 1:1 inquiry.

The bad thing is that the moment Joohee goes on a rampage, I can never stop it.

The moment he said he didn’t want to apologize, Anonymous 407’s death was confirmed.

‘Honestly, there is a high possibility that we will not respond.’

Recently, the bamboo forest has been hot due to the murder of Anonymous 7 and 407 every day.

Anonymous 407 did not post a single post.

Most of the public opinion was that they were scared and ran away, and they were shouting that it was Anonymous 7’s victory.

I guess that’s not what senior Joohee wants.

It is clear that the apology will be accepted somehow.

Because my senior was that kind of person.

“Whoa, please reply.”

While waiting in the classroom for the next lecture, I was watching the 1:1 inquiry chat room with Anonymous 407.

– Administrator: Hello, Anonymous 407. Recently, there have been a lot of posts posted on Bamboo Forest regarding Anonymous 407.

– Administrator: Anonymous 7, who had an argument, met with me in person and said he wanted to receive an unconditional apology.

– Administrator: Without any arguments. They say all you have to do is meet and apologize.

– Administrator: Please reply.

My own polite expression that went on for a long time.

‘I’ll save you, so please reply.’

“Ujina, do you tend to have no armpit hair?”

Seo Ye-rin is next to me, leaning on me and asking me something out of the blue.

When I suddenly looked at her and asked her why she was asking such a question, Seo Ye-rin also smiled brightly as if she was responding.

“When I think about it… … I don’t think I saw it either?”

Choi Yi-seo, who was sitting on the other side with her legs resting on my thighs, responded.

I know you don’t often get involved in conversations like this, but has there been a change of heart since the last time?

“Why do I have to explain that?”

“I heard that if there is no hair in the armpits, there is less smell.”

“… … Because I don’t smell?”

I almost took it without even realizing it.

“It’s a bit like that. Armpit fetish. I wanted to check if I have something like that.”

I don’t ask Seo Ye-rin, who speaks confidently, why she checks my armpit hair.

“Ugh, Kim Woojin.”

Choi Yi-seo slaps her forehead and grumbles.

He must have remembered that he licked my armpits to caress me last night, so he lifted his leg and slapped my thigh as if he was creeped out.

“I think I liked it.”

“It just tickled?”

Is that so?

I don’t think so.

Let’s try again later.

At that time, Yoo Ah-rin came into the classroom carrying a cup of coffee.

“Oh, it’s summer now. Summer. It’s so fucking hot.”

He pointed to Yoo Ah-rin, who went to the cafe after losing rock-paper-scissors.

“I can feel it in my armpits. I see it.”

“How can you say something that makes you want to pour coffee on your face as soon as you come in?”

And then he gave me a ginseng latte.

“… … Do you want to search?”

He spoke seriously, but Yoo Ah-rin responded angrily while giving coffee to the other kids.

“He told me to buy something.”

“I didn’t know it could be anything like this.”

“Just drink it! It’s good for your body!”

I took a sip and it really didn’t taste good. I was wondering why on earth they would sell something like this at a cafe inside a university.

Ugh!

My cell phone rang.

“Huh?”

A reply was posted in the 1:1 inquiry chat room with Anonymous 407.

– Anonymous 407: I enjoyed reading the article the administrator sent. I also never thought that there would be so much talk about the bamboo forest.

This guy is amazing.

Look at how they fight in the bamboo forest and are polite to me.

– Anonymous 407: But I have some circumstances. The administrator is a student at Gahyeon University, right?

– Administrator: That’s right.

– Anonymous 407: I want to hide my identity at all costs. I don’t want anyone to know.

I thought so.

Anyway, these things are eventually hidden outside of the Internet.

– Administrator: Yes. I will never tell anyone else about Anonymous 407’s identity.

– Anonymous 407: … … If you meet me, you will know that I cannot tell you.

“Hmm?”

What does this mean again?

– Anonymous 407: Today at 6 PM.

After that, I couldn’t help but widen my eyes at the meeting place set by Anonymous 407.

– Anonymous 407: Please come to the dean’s office.