Bamboo Forest Manager

Chapter 61: Day 2 Of The Festival

Chapter 61: Day 2 Of The Festival

Day 2 of the Festival.

Due to yesterday’s incident, the English department’s pub closed early, and after finishing the clean-up, it re-opened today.

Since the spicy pork was so popular yesterday, I came out early to start the preparations.

“What’s this?”

In front of the kitchen tent.

I couldn’t help but look shocked at the barbecue grill placed right in front of the path where people would be walking.

As I stared dumbfounded, senior Ju-hee walked up to me with a torch, charcoal, and lighter fluid.

“The professor is supporting us with this. Our spicy pork stir-fry was very popular yesterday.”

“You want us to cook the pork on coal now?”

“Well, yes. It’s the professor’s personal belongings, so we need to be careful with this.”

It did look quite luxurious. While I thought it had to be expensive, it only made me sigh.

“Using the grill allows us to cook more than with a frying pan, so it’s become more convenient....”

Although it wasn’t exactly like selling street food, I wasn’t comfortable grilling pork belly in front of passersby.

“Thanks to that, maybe even more people will come to eat? Plus, I heard our restaurant got mentioned a lot on SNS and such.”

Senior Ju-hee patted me on the back and smiled at me.

“All thanks to you.”

“Sigh.”

Honestly, it wasn’t exactly a happy occurrence. I never expected that by just trying to make delicious spicy pork it would lead to this.

The other pub menu being subpar must have helped us too.

“Have you ever grilled with coal before?”

“Yes, I have been camping before.”

“Oh, then I’ll leave it to you.”

Saying so, senior Ju-hee slipped into the kitchen tent. Being essentially the chef, there must be a lot to do.

Moreover, there were minor accidents in the kitchen yesterday, so there could be things to improve.

Because she’s serious about everything.

Place the coal underneath, and light it up with a torch. Once it seems to catch fire, stoking the coal soon gets it fully ignited.

‘Honey, the fire has finally started.’

‘You worked hard, my husband! I will grill the meat!’

Indeed, the frequent suggestions from my ex-girlfriend Oh Yoon-ji to go to various places were helpful.

The first time, it was a struggle just to get the flame started.

Staring blankly at the rising flames, memories of the past naturally came to mind.

Realizing that happy memories can also leave a painful mark was truly a unique experience for me.

It seemed that more time was needed for me to digest and move on from the memories with Oh Yoon-ji.

‘Honey? Husband?’

‘Search thoroughly, Kim Woojin.’

I thought about grilling something since I started the fire. It was only around 4 o’clock, so there was still time before the opening of the pub.

I sneakily took a mushroom from the kitchen and grilled it with some pork.

It was my first time grilling pork belly over coal, but the aroma was so strong that it pierced my nose.

“Kyaa!”

It made me want to chug down a beer.

The moment I was sure it tasted even better than yesterday,

“Excuse me.”

Two pretty girls approached me. They were hesitating and trying to conceal their embarrassment.

“Yes?”

At first, I wondered what it was about, but the moment I saw them shyly blushing, something hit me hard.

‘Could it be...?’

It’s a festival.

And what’s indispensable at a festival if not a new encounter?

Am I now among the ranks of men who are being ‘hunted’?

Han-kang, Ahn Hyeon-ho, Jeong Chan-woo, and some others.

Kim Woojin is now there.

“When does this start selling?”

“The bar opens at 6, so you can eat it then.”

“Can I only eat it at the pub? Do you sell it separately?”

“Yes, we only sell it as a side dish, not separately.”

“Ah, right. I understand.”

The two women, students, leave without a hint of regret or any other business.

Damn.

Just as I was thinking ‘how typical’, eating the remaining pork, I heard laughter from behind.

“If you thought it was a hunt and got excited, you’re a moron, Kim Woojin.”

Yu Arin, giggling, was currently soaring in popularity within the department.

Thanks to the large grill, at least I’m able to cook a lot more at one go.

“That’s not what I mean.”

Perhaps I missed the point, Choi Yiseo grumbled and whispered softly for others not to hear.

“You aren’t allowed to be hunted either.”

“......”

“Get it?”

Choi Yiseo looked cute nervously warning me, but...

Let’s make sure to do what needs to be done first.

“Wouldn’t just giving my number work?”

“......”

“No! You people are used to men hitting on you, so it’s nothing! But if a woman comes for my number, I am fodder for drinking sessions for life...!”

Pak!

Choi Yiseo’s fist flew right at my shoulder. It wasn’t heavy so it didn’t hurt.

Pak. Pak. Pak.

“I get it! Stop hitting me now!”

I had no choice but to say alright, as she continued to hit my shoulder wordlessly.

“I will kill you, for real.”

Choi Yiseo grumbled and walked away.

I remember how she seemed rather aloof at first... I guess one really has to get to know someone.

Then-

Paaak!

A pain of an entirely different dimension originated from by butt.

“Euk!”

Startled, I quickly checked behind, holding my butt, only to find Yu Arin there, with a red face.

“Have you lost it? What’s with that sudden change? It hurts a lot you know!”

I wondered if it was because I let Jeong Chan-woo inside, but Chan-woo had already left to promote his booth.

“It’s not because of him!”

Yu Arin glared as she grunted through her teeth.

“What did you think ‘black skirt, black panties’ meant, you jerk!”

Ah.

Black skirt, black panties.

She figured out the meaning.

But I can’t back down now.

Instead, I responded more boldly, puffing out my chest.

“Could you possibly let me off with just one hit?”

“Offer your butt before I hit your face!”

Though I argued that hitting me twice for seeing her panties when we even touched chests seemed a bit excessive, I ended up getting hit five times.

Yu Arin definitely learned Taekwondo, as she didn’t beat me to the point of being unable to work.

Once again, evening approached.

The night air was cold, but standing in front of the grill I felt warm, which didn’t seem so bad.

Or maybe, it’s just because I’m struggling so much with grilling the meat that I don’t feel the cold.

“Here, for three.”

Hyun-ah is still enjoying the benefits of being next to me today. When I put the grilled meat on a plate, she takes it to her side and then places some cut tofu on it.

We’ve gotten to be a good pair, able to talk now without any awkwardness between us.

“It’s definitely convenient having the meat come out this quickly.”

After passing the meat to the servers, she removed pocket cheese from her pocket and sticks it on the wooden stick and begins to grill it.

“Here.”

“For me?”

“There’s one more.”

I was a bit surprised when she gave it to me, but I ate the cheese and waited for the next order.

“Woah, what’s that?”

The light pink hair was striking even from a distance. I thought it would be a celebrity but then Hyun-ah next to me began to say,

“It’s Popo! Woah! It’s my first time seeing him in person.”

“Popo?”

A name pretty easily considered to be that of an old man’s dog.

He was a popular figure in Architectural Engineering.

The broadcaster personality, Popo.

“Ahh.”

But to me, he was more familiar as Anonymous111.

“So that’s what he looks like.”

I had no idea.