My Sexy College Girlfriends – Chapter 27

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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An unexpected club invitation.

“…What kind of club is it?”

When I asked, senior Yoo Bam explained the club in an excited voice.

“It’s an Anime & Manga club! The name is Toons!”

“Oh, an anime club?”

My interest was slightly piqued. After all, I had become a true otaku during the five years I was holed up in my room.

Seeing my reaction, Yoo Bam excitedly started to explain.

“It’s a club where members talk about anime and manga. Oh, and we also go to comic conventions. Sounds fun, right? I’d love for you, Cheol-jin, and Soyeon to join. Please join!”

Yoo Bam passionately pleaded. However, the world doesn’t run solely on passion.

“Ah, I can’t,” Soyeon noona immediately replied. It was a firm tone that left no room for further questions.

Yoo Bam’s face fell at the blunt rejection.

“W-Why? Do you hate the idea of being in a club with me?”

“No. It’s because I’m already in another club. You know the Graphics club within our department, right?”

“Ah…”

“I’m the vice-president there. I’ll probably be the president next year.”

At her words, I looked at Soyeon noona with a stunned expression. I’d heard she was already the sophomore class representative and involved in student council activities, and now she’s the vice-president of a club too? At this point, she’s not human, she’s a machine.

“I see…”

Yoo Bam lowered her head dejectedly. But only for a moment. She quickly lifted her head and stared at me intensely. Her target had shifted to me.

“Cheol-jin, join me! You’re a freshman. That means you’re not in any clubs yet. You can join!”

“Ugh…”

Her mysterious turquoise eyes stared at me intensely. Not stopping there, she grabbed my arm tightly and said,

“Our club is on the verge of disbanding. We need to fill up the member quota. I have to go back next year after my exchange student program ends. I want to have fun club activities this year. Please help me, Cheol-jin!”

No, this is playing dirty. How can I refuse her now? Half out of sympathy and half out of genuine interest, I was conflicted.

Seeing me frozen with my hand in hers, she exclaimed,

“Woohoo! Cheol-jin, thank you!”

Yoo Bam cried tears of joy and cheered.

Hey, I haven’t said yes yet!

“H-Hold on. Let me think about it. You should at least give me time to consider.”

“…Tsk.”

A clicking tongue. Pouting lips. The tears vanished in an instant.

What, was it all an act? I laughed wryly, feeling tricked.

What a scary person. Surely, the club being on the verge of disbanding isn’t a lie too, right?

“Then, can you at least put your name down first? I want to do club activities. I don’t want the club to disband…”

So that part wasn’t a lie, it seems.
I awkwardly nodded and said,

“Alright, I’ll put my name down for now. I’ll think about the activities…”

“Thank you, Cheol-jin!”

Yoo Bam smiled brightly. A beautiful woman smiling like this makes my heart melt. As expected, people should be pretty or handsome first and foremost.

“By the way, why didn’t you promote the club earlier? It would have been better to do it when there were a lot of people.”

“Ah, I forgot because I was drinking. And then I fell asleep right after I got drunk.”

So she woke up after falling asleep?
The reason why she was only asking me now finally made sense.

Soyeon, who had been quietly watching, spoke up.

“Unnie, I’m going to help the others now.”

“Ah, I’ll help too! I can’t sleep anyway!”

Yoo Bam said energetically.

But I want to sleep. I was extremely tired after doing it twice with A-reum and cleaning up vomit twice.

However, I felt bad about leaving by myself.

Soyeon noona tapped my back and said,

“You should go in and sleep. You’re a freshman.”

“Then, if you’ll excuse me…”

“Excuse you for what? You worked hard today. Sleep well.”

“Yes.”

I didn’t refuse and quickly seized the opportunity.

‘I’m gonna crash. I need to sleep.’

Apart from physical exhaustion, a wave of mental fatigue washed over me.

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After the MT, everyday life resumed as usual.

Attending lectures at school, self-studying drawing and video editing at home, and occasionally having intimate conversations with A-reum, who would visit my studio apartment.

About a week passed.

Within this repetitive routine, a few changes occurred.

The first was that my weight finally dropped to 95kg. I had started losing weight from 130kg in January of last year, meaning I had lost a whopping 35kg.

I stood in front of the full-body mirror, held my breath, and flexed.

“…Six-pack abs are still a long way off, huh.”

I had lost a lot of weight, but since my starting point was morbid obesity, six-pack abs were still a pipe dream; I was still a chunk of ham. Of course, compared to a year ago, I was practically a different person.

However, I wasn’t planning on stopping here. Since I’d started, shouldn’t I try to get a six-pack at least once? As I worked out, I developed a longing for a sculpted body.

‘I need to look into gyms soon. I need information.’

I searched online, but couldn’t find any reliable information. It all felt like advertisements. And going around to each gym individually seemed too time-consuming.

‘Should I ask the seniors from the Sports Science department?’

I had gotten to know some seniors at the MT. Somehow, even though we had only met once, they contacted me first.

Han Seong-hun: Hey dude, don’t you want a body like this? (picture attached)

Jeong Seok-hyun: The important thing is muscle. If you lose weight without strength training, you’ll just sag, you know?

Park Dongmin: Beginners can get hurt if they work out alone. Let’s work out together. We’ll teach you scientifically. You know I’m in the Sports Science department, right?

…Do people usually go this far? Even for veterans who have seen a newbie, this is a bit much.

I stopped contacting the seniors; they were kind of scaring me.

“I should ask Seora noona.”

I should subtly ask her, since it’ll be scary if she reacts too enthusiastically.

Yoo Bam: Cheol-jin, let’s join the club together. Noona will buy you delicious food. There are lots of snacks in the club room.

The second change was joining the anime club. I had only put my name down for now, but I figured I should visit sometime soon. I couldn’t keep ignoring a senior from the same department…

‘Honestly, I’m interested too.’

When it came to novels, manga, and anime, I was more than confident and obsessed. The problem was that joining a club just for my hobbies felt like a waste of time.

So, initially, I only intended to put my name down. But the more I saw Yoo Bam noona’s messages, the more I started to lean towards participating.

Yoo Bam: Aha. Cheol-jin wants to be active. You want to build your career. That’s even better!

Yoo Bam: Our club is very active. Everyone in the club is a good student. They’re good at drawing, and we have people skilled in modeling and rigging.

Yoo Bam: We even participate in comic convention booths. You can use this for your career. It will help your studies.

I thought it was a club where we would just watch anime and manga and share our thoughts, but they were preparing for more active participation than I expected. That swayed my mind.

Me: I’ll visit sometime soon.

Yoo Bam: Great! You can bring other friends too! No, please bring them.

It seemed like they were still short on club members.

I preferred having a lot of people I knew, so I should try to persuade the people around me. First, A-reum is also into these things, and Ahn Sung-hyun got into this stuff even earlier than me, so those two are definite.

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I became close with several people after the MT, but the group I hung out with didn’t change.

The three guys: me, Ahn Sung-hyun, and Sung-joo hyung.
The three girls: A-reum, Lee Seo-jin, and Mi-hyun noona.

The six of us who initially met at the gathering continued to hang out together. Of course, we had to split up when we had different classes.

I took advantage of lunchtime, when everyone was together, to suggest joining the club.

“An anime club? I’m in.”

“Me too. I wanted to make some fellow otaku friends.”

As expected, A-reum and Ahn Sung-hyun easily agreed to join.

I actively spoke up to persuade the others.

“You know Yoo Bam noona, the third-year? She said there are a lot of talented people. Design, rigging, modeling, etc. The senior club members can teach us. These are things we’ll have to learn in the Digital Contents department anyway, so wouldn’t it be nice to get help from seniors?”

“Hmm. If it’s like that, I’m in. Actually, I like manga too.”

Surprisingly, Sung-joo hyung was easily persuaded. It bothered me a bit that the manga he was talking about were the typical “One Piece, Naruto, Bleach,” but I let it slide.

“It’s okay if you just put your name down if you’re not sure. You can remove it later if you want to change clubs.”

“Hmm. I’ll just put my name down for now.”

“Me too.”

Mi-hyun noona and Seo-jin decided to just put their names down. It would be more fun if they joined properly, but I couldn’t force them to do something they weren’t interested in.

We finished lunch and headed to the lecture hall.

This lecture was “Popular Culture Theory.”

The four of us attending this lecture were me, Pi A-reum, Ahn Sung-hyun, and Sung-joo hyung. We secured seats in the back, sitting in pairs.

“Popular culture, with the spread of education and the development of mass media…”

Honestly, it was a boring lecture. The content was dull, and the professor’s deep voice made me even sleepier. The slow pace of his speech was pure torture.

Then, something that jolted me awake came up.

“Now, this assignment is about exploring how foreigners perceive Korean popular culture. The theme is ‘Hallyu as seen through the eyes of foreigners.’”

Up to this point, it was fine.

Assignments, no matter how daunting they seem at first, always get done somehow.

The problem started with the next sentence.

“Oh, and by the way, this is a group project. I’ll assign the groups randomly.”

Even this was bearable.

I couldn’t avoid group projects in college.

I just desperately hoped to be grouped with my friends.

“Alright, here we go.”

The names projected on the screen were randomly rearranged.

Where am I? I quickly found my name.

“……”

And I despaired.

The only consolation was that I wasn’t the only one in despair.

“Ah, for f***’s…”

A low curse.

I made eye contact with the owner of the voice.

“Soyeon noona…”

“Haaa…”

Soyeon noona and I had only exchanged awkward greetings since returning from the MT. It was a bit difficult to talk comfortably after what happened.

However, the reason for our despair lay elsewhere.

“Why those b****es, of all people…”

Soyeon noona scowled as she stared in one direction.

I turned my head and saw three girls glaring at us.

The seniors who had talked behind my back at the MT.

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