Chapter 161: Recent Records
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 161: Recent Records
"It was a misunderstanding. I-I'm sorry."
Senior Ju-hee left after offering that awkward apology.
"Thanks to you, Senior, I won't have to worry about getting caught separately. Thanks!"
Gyu-a tossed out that shitty thank-you and left just like that.
I felt a bit gross after they both departed, but the "sniping" attempt itself had been rather underwhelming.
'Hmm.'
Seeing as the Bamboo Forest didn't seem particularly interested, it looked like the sniping attempt would fizzle out without becoming a major incident.
Actually, what was more important was...
'Senior Ju-hee came here thinking it was me.'
She seemed to have noticed back at Gold One that Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin liked me. She probably came because she was worried about that.
'Just how much does she know?'
Regardless, it was clear she knew something. There was also that time she fell asleep in my arms at Gold One.
'Come to think of it, I'd forgotten about that.'
I'd been so busy lately, and since Senior Ju-hee seemed to want to forget it, I let it slip my mind too. Thinking back on it now, I wondered what the hell the situation was for her to be huddled in my arms like that.
But no matter how much I pondered, I couldn't find an answer.
Anyway.
After Gyu-a and Senior Ju-hee left, I intended to head back to the dorms, but I got roped into making decorations in exchange for a Melona and a Zero Coke.
"Kim Woo-jin, what is this? Do you not know how to hold scissors?"
And now, I was getting chewed out big time.
"Hey, what am I supposed to do if I'm not good with my hands?"
When I grumbled back, Yoo Ah-rin, who was sipping a Chocomong, clicked her tongue.
"Ugh, what are you going to do when you go to the military?"
"Why must you rub salt in such a painful wound?"
"What? Woo-jin, you're going to the military?!"
Seo Ye-rin, who had been diligently drawing something with a ruler next to me, suddenly snapped her head up in shock.
"Well, obviously. Why wouldn't I?"
It wasn't like I was an international student; it was a mandatory duty. Of course I had to go.
"I thought you wouldn't have to go."
Seo Ye-rin pouted, looking dejected.
Watching her, Yoo Ah-rin shook her head.
"Just because he's a chairman's son doesn't mean his duty to the nation disappears. He has to go."
That was true.
However, Seo Ye-rin shook her head, indicating that wasn't what she meant.
"No, I mean, couldn't he go to a hospital and get exempted for some kind of illness?"
"..."
As I kept my mouth shut, Yoo Ah-rin took a sharp, serious breath.
"You mean a psychiatric ward? Well, he isn't exactly normal. I bet he could get some kind of diagnosis if he went."
"Right? The way he thinks is often pretty chilling."
"Woo-jin, maybe you should try going—"
I didn't want to hear any more, so I just stood up. I fled toward Choi I-seo, who had been on the phone with a professor for a while now.
"Yes, yes. No, I'm preparing for it. Yes, I should go too."
Choi I-seo looked exhausted, likely caught by a talkative professor. She was standing by the window looking out, and her rear, clad in jeans, looked incredibly tempting.
Suddenly.
I thought of Gyu-a, who had mocked me for being whipped. Like the serpent whispering to Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, I gave in to the intense impulse of temptation. I reached out and squeezed Choi I-seo's butt.
"H-hng?!"
Startled, she whipped her head around to look at me.
"Ah, no! It's nothing."
She hurriedly made an excuse, as the person on the other end must have asked about her sudden exclamation.
'I've seen this situation in so many adult videos.'
I started kneading with more force, and Choi I-seo stood on her tiptoes, leaning forward. She seemed to be trying to escape, but since she was against the window, there was nowhere to go.
"Yes? No, I'm the one who's grateful. Thank you for trusting me like this."
She tried to push my hand away with one of hers, but I had six months of home training under my belt. Ignoring her pathetic resistance, I slid my hand deeper between her thighs and lifted slightly.
"...?!"
Her back straightened at the aggressive touch, and she glared at me while biting her lip hard. I just grinned and moved my hand back and forth as if tickling her.
Choi I-seo pressed the phone to her chest to muffle the sound and hissed a warning filled with resentment.
"Stop... it...!"
At first, I really just wanted to spite Gyu-a's words and play around with a bored-looking Choi I-seo. But before I knew it, I was focused on moving my hand, and her rear began to tremble slightly.
"Yes! Professor, no, no! It's nothing. Ah... yes, that sounds good. Next time, I'll call the 1st-year representative and vice-representative too—"
The call was winding down. I gave her butt one last strong, pinching squeeze and immediately turned to make my escape.
"..."
"..."
As soon as I turned, I locked eyes with Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin, but I ignored them.
"I'm leaving."
I grabbed my bag, but their gazes were still pinned on me.
"Classic Kim Woo-jin. Once his dick is hard, he's a goner."
"Didn't someone say he was agonizing over his relationships?"
"..."
Those words stabbed right at my heart. The things I had agonized over felt truly trivial now, but it was all Gyu-a and Choi I-seo's fault.
Half the blame lay with Gyu-a for making two-timing seem so casual that it rubbed off on me. The other half lay with Choi I-seo for working out so hard that her butt became so irresistible.
The responsibility was split fifty-fifty between them. I was just a victim.
"It's not that his dick controls his brain. His brain is a dick."
"I knew it from the moment he was making a fuss about keeping his distance from us. He's all talk."
"Woo-jin is good with his tongue, though."
"...That's not what I meant. I think you've changed a bit."
While Yoo Ah-rin looked at Seo Ye-rin in disbelief, I quickly slipped out of the classroom. A moment later...
"KIM WOO-JIIIIIIIN!"
I heard Choi I-seo's scream while I was heading down the stairs, so I started running even faster.
* * *
"Whew."
The truth was...
Even if I ran, my destination was the dormitory. Why did I act out?
Lying spread-eagled in my room, feeling like a wreck, I looked up at the ceiling and felt a sense of skepticism. Is this what it feels like to ruin your life over a momentary impulse?
In the end, touching Choi I-seo's butt felt great, but it only made my dick incredibly angry. And after being pummeled by Choi I-seo, who followed me all the way to my room, here I was, lying down.
All that remained was my towering masculinity. Seeing as this guy wouldn't go down even after taking a beating, he must have really enjoyed that play with Choi I-seo earlier.
"Sigh."
But my conscience pricked me too. Like Yoo Ah-rin said, there was a time when I tried to keep my distance to sort out my relationships. Yet here I was, kneading butts whenever I felt like it.
'It really was plump, though.'
But it was also Choi I-seo's fault. What was I supposed to do when her butt was so firm? If I had my way, I'd bury my face in there instead of just my hand—
"Sigh."
Seeing myself blame others like this made me realize I still hadn't learned my lesson, so I thumped my head against the floor once.
'Come to think of it, Yun-ji said she was coming.'
I got up to go meet her and headed back down to the first floor. I wondered if she'd be coming in her sports car again. I was already a person of interest among the dorm residents; I was worried about drawing even more attention.
"Ahem. Woo-jin, what are you doing?"
Senior Ju-hee called out to me from behind. She approached tentatively, clearing her throat as if she were still embarrassed about the earlier misunderstanding.
"Senior, I'm waiting for someone I know. They said they wanted to talk for a bit."
"Ah, I see. About earlier... I'm sorry again."
"It's fine, Senior."
I tried to let it go and went back to waiting for Yun-ji, but Senior Ju-hee remained standing there, staring at me.
"...Is something wrong?"
I wondered if there was a problem, but Senior Ju-hee glanced around to check her surroundings and then spoke.
"H-hand."
"Pardon?"
"Let me see your hand for a second."
It was a random request. But it wasn't difficult, so I readily held out my hand. She took it gently with both of hers and began to touch and examine it all over.
'...What is this?'
Since it was Senior Ju-hee, I figured she had a reason. But I couldn't help but feel it was a bit erotic—maybe it was just my imagination.
'It's your fault again, Choi I-seo.'
Because Choi I-seo had gotten me worked up, even Senior Ju-hee's innocent touch felt suggestive.
"It's... bigger than I thought."
"Really? That's the first time I've heard that."
I thought it was just an average size.
"Actually, your hands are smaller than I expected, Senior."
When I teased her by lightly squeezing her hand with a smile, Senior Ju-hee's shoulders jumped slightly, and she stared at me.
"O-oh! R-really?!"
Then she quickly let go of my hand and turned around.
"I'm going now! Good luck!"
"Ah, yes."
My hand felt strangely warm, but Senior Ju-hee left regardless.
"How touching."
I heard a familiar voice—my ex-girlfriend's—from behind.
"...I thought I'd hear a car, but I didn't."
"I walked on purpose. To get some exercise."
I see.
I slowly turned around to find Oh Yun-ji standing there with her hands on her hips, looking displeased.
"Now that we've broken up, you're just hitting on every woman you see, aren't you?"
"No! Senior Ju-hee isn't just a woman; she's the Captain!"
I tried to make an excuse, but her narrowed eyes didn't soften.
"Captain, my foot. She looked like a total female in love."
"You, apologize to the Captain."
"You apologize to me. The first thing I see when I get here is you fiddling with a woman's hand."
"...What brings you here?"
Continuing this conversation would only put me at a disadvantage. So, I changed the subject to the main point.
"Sigh. You're still managing the Bamboo Forest, right?"
Oh Yun-ji didn't seem inclined to dig further and let it slide.
"I am."
I thought she was going to talk about our relationship, but apparently not. I wondered if drinking with the girls yesterday had caused a change of heart. We exchanged words without much friction.
"Popo used the Bamboo Forest for promotion and stuff. Is she still doing that?"
Was this business-related?
"No, she isn't."
That's why the Architectural Engineering kids have been disappointed lately, saying Popo doesn't use the Bamboo Forest anymore. Since she's still broadcasting, it doesn't seem like a big problem, though.
At my words, Oh Yun-ji's expression darkened, and she made a cautious request.
"If it's okay, could you show me the records for Popo's account?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm just a bit worried about something. It won't take long."
"...It's not hard, but..."
It was strange. There had been an anonymous user before who asked to see Popo's records.
'I haven't heard from them since, though.'
Since it was Oh Yun-ji, I figured it wouldn't be an issue. I opened the Bamboo Forest and checked the history for Anonymous 111, which was Popo's account.
[Anonymous 111 Recent Records]
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"Look at this readability."
Oh Yun-ji grumbled for a moment with a furrowed brow, then scanned the chat logs. It felt like she wasn't just reading them but trying to find something within them.
A few minutes later.
"Sigh."
Oh Yun-ji slapped her forehead and let out a long sigh, as if she had discovered something.
"What? What is it?"
When I asked, Oh Yun-ji looked at me for a moment, shook her head, and answered.
"Nothing, it's something we have to handle. Thanks, Woo-jin. Thanks to you, I'm certain now."
"Certain of what?"
"Yeah, really, thank you. You just saved a life."
I had no idea what she was talking about. Without even leaving a lingering thought, Oh Yun-ji immediately walked out of the dormitory.
To soothe my slight disappointment, I re-examined Popo's recent records that Oh Yun-ji had just looked at.