Bamboo Forest Manager - Chapter 302



Don’t disturb, we’re in the middle of s*x!

Oh Yoon-ji’s words had a power that silenced everyone in the room.

Who wouldn’t be shocked by such a statement, especially with that grotesque dildo in hand?

She winked.

A signal to Choi Yi-seo to get ready to leave.

“…….”

Yet, despite the signal, even Choi Yi-seo was frozen in shock, unable to react.

“Are you really going to stick that in him?”

The first to regain her senses, Yoo Ah-rin frowned as she asked.

No matter what, she didn’t want to go that far with her man.

In fact, if he asked for it, it might just make her feel a bit distant.

“Are you crazy? Do you think Woo-jin would accept something like that?”

Oh Yoon-ji sighed, baffled by how her words were being interpreted.

But most of the people present took it that way.

“So what are you going to do then?”

“Hah, it’s obvious.”

Oh Yoon-ji, licking from the base of the dildo, whispered with a sticky allure,

“I’ll make him die with my tongue and mouth.”

“Ha, that’s ridiculous.”

“I can do it well! Woo-jin praised me for it!”

“…….”

The three of them displayed different reactions.

—

Yua-rin, though grumbling, seemed to harbor a subtle interest. After all, she had been mistaken for Seo-ye-rin last time and had been pointed out for her clumsiness.

In contrast, Seo-ye-rin appeared confident. It seemed she believed she could actually best Oh-yoon-ji.

Lastly, Choi Yi-seo kept her lips tightly sealed, yet surprisingly, her feet did not falter.

She was clumsy enough in this regard to say she had no talent at all.

“W-why did you ask me to come along, then?!”

Choi Jin-ah, laden with a mountain of alcohol, shouted in indignation.

“Haah, what is this.”

Min Joo-hee found herself growing fearful of how she was slowly adapting to such insane remarks.

Anyway.

With a dildo raised high, Oh-yoon-ji boldly declared, “This isn’t something you can hear just anywhere! Gather around!”

* * *

Had it been about two hours since Oh-yoon-ji began her explanation?

The empty wine bottles had already surpassed six, and counting the beer cans was becoming a challenge.

“So here, you’re supposed to target this spot. Like this with your tongue.”

“Oho.”

This meant that the conversation was so provocative that enduring it without drinking was nearly impossible.

Of course, not everyone was focused on that.

“See, exactly! You do it like this. Then the kid’s thighs tremble just a bit? With all their strength? That’s when the satisfaction hits. They’re struggling to hold back because of me right now.”

“Wow……! I-I want to try it too! I want to feel that!”

“Just trust me! I felt so bad for you yesterday! I’ll tell you everything!”

“Wowww!”

Sitting on the floor around the dildo, only Oh-yoon-ji and Seo-ye-rin were engaged in conversation.

“Exactly, Kim Woo-jin will grab your hair. ‘Y-Yeah, Ye-rin! Stop! Just a moment!’ That’s what you’ll make him say!”

“I’m so turned on! I’m so damn turned on!”

The others had either given up long ago or were feeling a reality check, enjoying this moment in their own way.

“Puhuh.”

“Haah.”

At a table in the hotel, Yua-rin and Min Joo-hee sat facing each other, drinking.

Around the two, the most empty bottles rolled about, and at some point, they had begun crafting a masterpiece together.

—

At first, they were drinking to untangle the awkwardness that had settled between them.

But at some point, it morphed into a battle of pride over who could drink more.

“Hey, senior, let’s have another drink!”

“Sure thing!”

Two hours in, their tongues had loosened. Yet, they did not stop, clinking their glasses together again and again.

“…….”

Choi Jin-ah sat there, her expression vacant, sipping from a can of beer.

‘Why am I even here?’

Perched on the edge of the bed, she listened from a distance to the conversation between Seo Ye-rin and Oh Yoon-ji.

Hearing the topics they discussed—things she could never have imagined—left her feeling more astonished than anything else.

What could she say?

It felt like watching exotic animals at a zoo.

In any case, as the two of them spiraled beyond madness into something remarkable, she began to feel a strange admiration.

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‘Hmm?’

As she nodded along, absorbing their words, Choi Jin-ah sensed something was off.

‘Where did Lee Seo go?’

One person was missing.

* * *

Though she had said it, Choi Jin-ah never truly believed that Choi Yi-seo would come to her room.

If she suddenly vanished, it was only natural that the others would follow.

Yet, Choi Yi-seo had managed the impossible.

She had come to my room alone.

“Ugh.”

And she was completely wasted.

“How much have you drunk?”

After settling her on the bed, Jin-ah retrieved a bottle of cold water from the fridge and handed it over.

It seemed she needed to sober up a bit.

“Are you okay? No, you really should drink in moderation. Just how much did you have?”

“Ugh, I don’t know….”

“Are the others all drinking right now? Ugh, I need to intervene.”

I never imagined such a thing would unfold while I was on the phone with my older brother.

As I made my way to the girls’ room, Choi I-seo grabbed the hem of my clothes.

“Don’t go.”

“If you’re as drunk as you seem, at least let me make sure you can sleep properly.”

“Don’t go.”

Look at her, insisting just because she’s tipsy.

It’s definitely cute, this side of her that’s so unlike her usual self.

“I’ll be right back, okay? We have to at least lay the others down on the bed.”

“Don’t gooo.”

Choi I-seo clings tightly, pouting. I don’t remember her being like this when she drank before.

‘What’s going on? Did something happen?’

Did someone provoke her?

Usually, she hides her jealousy well, but today she’s being outright obvious.

“No, really, it’ll be just a moment. I’ll be back in under a minute, okay?”

“I’ll count to sixty!”

“Uh, I’ll be back before that.”

I was just about to check on the others when—

“One, two, sixty. Done.”

“Are you kidding me?”

She’s not a child.

I almost asked what she was counting for, but then I saw her cheeks puffed out, looking up at me, and my heart softened.

“Ugh, it’s so hot.”

Choi I-seo squirmed, trying to wriggle out of her clothes. As I helped her remove her top, I found the blue bikini she had worn earlier today.

“……”

Look at her, pretending to be ready while acting all shy. If she weren’t drunk, I might have seen a blush on her face.

But perhaps the alcohol had worn her out, as she began to nod off.

‘Well, what can I do?’

Even if I felt a stir of desire, I had no intention of forcing a sleeping girl to wake up.

I was about to carry her back to her room when a gentle knock at the door interrupted, followed by the cautious voice of Choi Jin-ah.

“Um, Woo-jin? Do you have a moment?”

Could it be that they came to take Choi Yi-seo?

As I opened the door, there stood Choi Jin-ah, fidgeting in her pajamas.

‘Looks like you’ve had a drink too.’

Her face was flushed, and a hint of alcohol lingered in the air, making it clear she was indeed tipsy.

“How much have you had to drink? The kids must be in chaos right now?”

“Well, that’s true… but I think it’s best if you don’t come to the girls’ room right now.”

“Hmm? Why not?”

“I can’t say.”

What is this?

It felt less like a warning and more like concern.

“I don’t want to see the expression on Woo-jin’s face when he sticks out his tongue, so please don’t go.”

“……What?”

Did I hear that right?

I was about to ask what was going on, but Choi Jin-ah’s words came out faster.

“Woo-jin, can I ask you for a really difficult favor?”

“No.”

“…….”

“You said it was a difficult favor. I don’t want to.”

“Just take one picture with me.”

“What’s so difficult about that—?”

“Lying on the bed.”

Is she saying this because she’s drunk?

As I stared at her, speechless, Choi Jin-ah lowered her head and began to spill her thoughts.

“Ah, my father is really suspicious if we’re dating. I think I need to send him a picture or something.”

“So you want to take a picture of us lying on the bed?”

“Yes, wouldn’t that be enough?”

Hmm.

To be honest, I wondered if I really needed to help her.

But seeing her fidget like a rat with its tail on fire, I felt a pang of sympathy.

“We can’t lie down. Let’s just sit on the edge and take the picture.”

“That’s enough.”

I had intended to head to Oh Yoon-ji and Choi Jin-ah’s room since Choi Yi-seo was in mine.

But Yoon-ji had the card key, so I couldn’t get in.

They had said I shouldn’t enter the girls’ room right now, so I was left with my own.

“……”

Choi Jin-ah stepped inside, momentarily at a loss for words as she gazed at Choi Yi-seo, who lay asleep on the bed.

The relief came from the fact that Yi-seo was buried under the blanket, hiding the bikini she wore.

“Let’s take it quickly.”

Yi-seo adjusted the angle to ensure she wouldn’t be in the shot. She pressed close to me as we perched on the edge of the bed.

‘After all, we have to finish this in one go.’

As I wrapped my hand around Jin-ah’s waist, she looked at me in surprise, biting her lip.

“You’re, um, quite skilled.”

“What’s there to be skilled at?”

“Let’s hurry up!”

“Just hand me your phone, I’ll take it for you.”

Switching to selfie mode, I snapped the picture. The angle felt a bit off, as if I had stolen Jin-ah away, leaving a strange unease in my chest.

“Okay, that’s enough! That’s plenty!”

Perhaps feeling the embarrassment of being so close, Jin-ah’s face flushed crimson as she sprang up and dashed out of the room.

“Hey! Your phone—!”

I shouted after her, but she was already gone.

I felt a twinge of guilt, wondering if she had been that embarrassed.

‘Well, I can just give it to her tomorrow.’

I set the phone down on the table beside the bed and turned off the light.

Fatigue was creeping in, and I felt that staying awake would only lead to an awkward flow of thoughts.

As I nestled under the blanket, I turned my back to Yi-seo.

It seemed okay to hold her while sleeping, so I quietly settled in behind her and closed my eyes.

Had it been exactly five minutes?

“Why?”

A faint tremor laced Yi-seo’s voice, breaking the silence.

“Aren’t you going to?”

The pronunciation was clear.

The unguarded voice revealed that she had remained awake.

“No, you’re asleep… it wasn’t necessary to do that.”

Startled, I replied, and Choi I-seo wriggled, turning her body toward me.

Cradled in my arms, she nodded as if to say she understood.

“Yeah, got it.”

Yet, contrary to her words, Choi I-seo pressed close, subtly bouncing her waist, teasing my lower half.

Was it yesterday?

Someone had asked who was the most lewd among us.

If anyone were to ask me again, I would undoubtedly point to Choi I-seo.

No words were exchanged.

Our lips met, tongues entwined.

The first sticky moment in Hawaii had arrived.

* * *

“Yawn.”

When I awoke, sunlight streamed through the window, bright and blinding. Beside me, Choi I-seo lay in a disheveled slumber, completely bare.

It was a stark contrast to how she usually looked while sleeping.

The pride lasted but a moment.

The instant I caught sight of the remnants of our passion on her lower half, I smacked my forehead.

‘Ah, I messed up. This is bad.’

I had boasted to my older brother several times that I wouldn’t get into trouble.

I had even reassured Senior Joo-hee not to worry.

And now, just a day later, I had messed it all up.

“It’s all because of Choi I-seo, anyway.”

I still vividly recalled her blushing, saying it was fine when I mentioned we had used up all the condoms.

That was a national treasure.

I checked my phone lying on the table.

Even though it was late last night, the calls had kept ringing, driving me to irritation.

“Hmm? What’s this?”

But as I looked at the call log, I found there were no missed calls at all.

—

I thought something was amiss, but what caught my eye was another phone resting on the table.

It was the one that Choi Jin-ah had shamefully left behind yesterday.

“…….”

A chill sensation surged within me.

I was certain that yesterday, I had received a call from someone, exchanged a word, and then hung up.

I checked Choi Jin-ah’s phone.

There, a few missed calls from her father were logged.

Simultaneously, the brief conversation I had yesterday, thinking it was my own phone, flickered back to mind.

“Ah….”

If I had been drinking, at least I could have blamed it on a blackout, but alas, the events of yesterday were etched too vividly in my memory.

Receiving the call.

– Hello? –

“Don’t interrupt! I’m in the middle of something!”

I had shouted that before hanging up.

“Damn it.”

I couldn’t fathom how many messes I had stirred up in just a day.