Bamboo Forest Manager - Chapter 345



Men’s Dressing Room

(Note: This chapter is for minors. The content is the same, but the explicit scenes have been removed. The adult version will continue in the next chapter.)

Ugh! Tsu-eup-!

My tongue and her tongue become entwined, and a raw, animalistic sound echoes through the dressing room.

“I won’t do it,” I said, but somehow my tongue was already curled around the words, and Yu A-rin was already rolling her eyes.

As a result, her lip curled up slightly.

Yu A-rin hastily pushed my chest with her hand.

“Pheww! They’re coming! I’m going to move the luggage, you crazy kid!”

“I know they’re coming. I’ll finish it in there.”

“What’s wrong with you? You said you’d finish it, but you didn’t really finish it. Don’t act like that!”

I deliberately approached her, my lower body clad only in underwear, and pressed my stomach against her belly button, making her face turn bright red with surprise.

Her underwear was also a square-cut brief, so I could feel its size and warmth clearly.

I approached her again, pressing my stomach against hers, and Yu A-rin became even more disoriented.

“Arin, hurry up. It’ll be over soon if you’re quick.”

“I’ve trusted you before, but I won’t trust you again! It’s not going to work here. This is the real deal.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Really, really?”

“Yes, yes, you’re a little brat!”

“Ah.”

If Yu A-rin says it’s not going to work this much, there’s nothing I can do.

But she’s not saying something wrong either.

I tried to back away, but Yu A-rin finally relaxed, took a deep breath, and let out a sigh.

And then…

My hand suddenly slipped into Yu A-rin’s pants.

I had worn a Chunling, so it was only natural.

My quick hand movement, like a speedball, stimulated the young girl and made her excited.

“Eh?”

Ah! Huh! Hah!

“…”

“…”

“…”

The taekwondo team members all clamped their mouths shut, facing each other.

What’s going on right now?

Without distinguishing between men and women, the team members exchanged glances, sensing something was amiss.

Ha! Ha!

The woman’s moan, muffled by the silence, sounded all the more explicit.

The rough, guttural moans were like something you’d only hear in a porn film.

And yet, the team members gathered before the man who was the source of the noise, lost in thought.

“What do we do now?”

“Who is it?”

“There’s no one here.”

Just then, a feeling dawned on them.

“Captain?”

“Ah-Rin?”

“Could it be…?”

The voices seemed similar, but the moans were too excessive and unclear.

There was no need to wonder who the man was.

Kim Woo-jin, who had been limping with a broken leg just a little while ago, was nowhere to be seen.

“He’s strong.”

“Look at him tearing his leg apart.”

“That’s impressive.”

“Oh, he broke up with Oh Yoon-ji and started dating Ah-Rin, and now he’s with Choi I-seo? She was really pretty, you know.”

Everyone was biting their lips, but everyone was thinking the same thing.

And yet, it seemed like they should just let it slide.

Kkhhh! Haaang! Hah!

“It’s awkward now.”

“Ah, now what about Ah-Rin?”

“Umm… “

The moans sounded like they were in agony.

It turned out to be Joo Jin-ho, holding a whip.

“A, what the hell?”

What is this guy doing, messing around on someone else’s turf like this?

Thank you for your assistance, but isn’t this morally questionable?

‘I should go and expose those fools right away.’

Of course, there’s a twinge of discomfort.

Just the thought of spreading rumors in the group chat about Kim Woo-jin, that idiot, unable to control his desires and assaulting a woman at the taekwondo studio, already sent a thrill through me.

Then, stepping forward, was Pyo Jin-ho.

In that moment, everyone held their breath, eyes wide.

“Hey, what are you doing?!”

With a shout, Pyo Jin-ho flung the door open and strode inside.

And there stood—

Kim Woo-jin, grinning wickedly, phone in hand.

– Hah! Hah! Aah!

The sound of a woman’s moans echoed from the phone.

At that sight, everyone stared at Kim Woo-jin as if struck by a hammer, their expressions frozen in shock.

“Hidden camera!”

From behind, Oh Yoon-ji appeared, filming with her phone.

“Eh?”

“A hidden camera?”

“This is a hidden camera?”

As the team members fumbled in confusion, Oh Yoon-ji made her way to stand beside Kim Woo-jin.

“Yes! Earlier, our dear Woo-jin here fell victim to a hidden camera, and this time, he decided to turn the tables and prank the Cheer Up team!”

“Haha! It seems like everyone was completely fooled, and I’m feeling fantastic about it!”

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With a neat bow, Oh Yoon-ji wrapped up the filming, and only then did the team members start to grasp the situation, laughter bubbling up.

“Aha! What the heck! It was a hidden camera?”

“Wow, I seriously almost had a heart attack!”

“Right? Who in their right mind would do something like that at a taekwondo studio!”

“What about Arin? Where did she go?”

“She said her mother called, so she just stepped out for a bit.”

As Kim Woo-jin replied with a cheeky grin, the female team members let out a collective sigh of relief.

“You’re such a troublemaker!”

“Yeah, I was really shocked, I guess.”

“What if Arin-sshi wasn’t here later? I was worried about that, wasn’t I?”

“I felt a bit deceived at first, haha!”

As Kim Woo-jin smiled and replied, everyone else started clapping and cheering in unison.

Everyone thought it was a relief, and they began to head to the dinner location from the taekwondo studio.

“Pay it back.”

As they walked by, Oh Yoon-ji gave Kim Woo-jin a gentle tap on the shoulder with her elbow and continued walking.

“Thanks.”

Kim Woo-jin had contacted Oh Yoon-ji earlier, and it was fortunate.

Thanks to that, they could pass by easily.

A perfect timing for a complete withdrawal.

Kim Woo-jin pretended to leave, but then quietly returned to the men’s changing room.

He opened the locker room he had used earlier.

“Ugh, ugh.”

The naked, disheveled Yu-arin, who was trying to catch her breath, was slumped against the wall, covered in sweat and tears.

“Mi, my… little one.”

Kim Woo-jin’s reaction to Yu-arin’s response, which was as if she had almost been caught, was a mixture of guilt and embarrassment.

“Sorry.”

But Kim Woo-jin knew.

Yu-arin had enjoyed it the most among all of them.

He was so caught up in it that his mind was about to go crazy.

“Hey, Arin-sshi.”

Kim Woo-jin carefully pulled Yu-arin out of the locker room, grabbed her buttocks, and pulled her towards him.

“What?”

Kim Woo-jin’s face was already buried in the locker room to muffle the sound.

But another loud groan echoed through the men’s changing room once again.