Bamboo Forest Manager

When I realized that Chan-woo had deliberately stepped aside, I wanted to have a talk with him, but there was never a time for just the two of us.

In this cramped studio apartment, where three people were together, there was no opportunity for the two of us to have a private conversation.

So, half giving up, I just let things flow.

Eating cheese saucy chicken with added noodles, I made a subtle expression.

“Tastes good, right?”

As Yu Arin had said.

I was a bit surprised at how tasty it was.

“Hey! What’s so good about this! Dad doesn’t like stuff like this!”

I pretended not to like it, as I didn’t like Yu Arin’s smug face, basking in victory.