I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

282 – Night Guest

“Yooseong-kun can use this room.”

“Yes, thank you.”

It was Karen’s mother, Ms. Kiseki, who guided me directly to the room.

The place I stayed for the night was a tatami room of about 10 pyeong, but it was spacious enough to be used alone, so it felt a bit luxurious.

“I prepared it in a hurry, but I don’t know if it will be inconvenient.”

“No, this is enough. Is it more than enough for me?”.

Saying that, I shook her hand and bowed down to say thank you once again to Mr. Kiseki for even making the futon by hand.

“Whoa- Maybe it’s because there’s only a daughter in my family, so I wish I had a reliable son like Yooseong.”

Kiseki-san pats me on the shoulder while saying that.

“Ha ha…”

Since it was just a strangely meaningful word choice, I had no choice but to smile vaguely.

“Sleep well then.”

“Yes. Good night, Kiseki-san.”

Druck! Widely!

So Kiseki-san left the room, and I, barely freed from the burdensome air, let out a small sigh and sat down on the floor.

Should I describe it as the feeling of life being reduced in real time when we are together?

It is burdensome in many ways.

“…But I guess I should wash up and go to sleep.”

I have already received a change of clothes and toiletries, so I just need to go.

I slapped both cheeks with the palm of my hand to come to my senses, jumped up from my seat, and headed to the bathroom Mr. Kiseki told me about.

***

Squeak! Widely!

The sound of shishiodoshi echoes clearly in the bathroom.

The open-air bath surrounded by a tall bamboo wall had a taste that made it hard to believe that it was in the middle of Tokyo.

‘There is no such thing as paradise.’

It feels like staying overnight at a luxury hot spring inn.

I came here with the intention of just taking a light shower, but after sweating in earnest, I pushed my body deeper into it while making a manly sound.

It was when I was enjoying a pleasant bath.

Druck!

Someone opened the bathroom door and came inside.

‘No way?’

When I flinched and turned around, it was Naoto-san with a sturdy physique who appeared through the smoke in the bathroom.

“Whew.”

I wonder if an event unique to a love comedy has happened again.

“Oh, who is this? Isn’t it Yooseong-kun?”

Perhaps belatedly finding me, Mr. Naoto approached me waving his hand with a happy expression.

“You must have been taking a bath by yourself?”

“Yes. The open-air bath is pleasant.”

“hahahaha, it’s the pride of our house.”

Saying that, Naoto-san laughed heartily, washed her body with the shower head, then put a towel on his head and soaked in his bathtub.

“uuu, good.”

I laughed strangely because it seemed like I was looking at my father.

No matter how yakuza they are, all middle-aged men look the same.

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Mr. Naoto, with his arms resting on the rock in the open-air bath, looked up at the sky with cloudy eyes and suddenly asked me.

“So, what will Yoosung do in the future?”

“Yes?”

“I was curious about what he would do in the future as a person who would entrust his daughter.”

“Ah…”

I was hesitant, unable to immediately respond to the heavy story that suddenly struck me.

Then Naoto-san said ha ha ha with a laugh.

“No matter how much he is called Geumgang Yacha and is feared by people in the underworld, it seems difficult to talk about the future even for Yooseong-gun.”

“…Has no face.”

“What, I must have done something wrong for asking this out of the blue. But as an adult, if I could give you one piece of advice-“

When you’re young, do whatever you want to do.

“Everything I want to do?”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re not good at it. You don’t have to make a living from it. Just find something you like, something you want to do at least once in your life as a job.”

“…….”

Is it something you like?

In an instant, many things passed through my head.

Health, martial arts, cosplay, acting, etc.

A lot of things I’ve been through in the past year.

At this point, if someone asked me what my favorite job was, I probably wouldn’t be able to answer right away.

In the past, I would have felt happy just doing fitness 365 days a year, but now the environment surrounding me has changed too much.

Because I’ve learned too many ways to be happy even if I’m not immersed in fitness.

“Thanks for the advice.”

When I honestly thanked him, Naoto-san laughed and patted me on the shoulder.

“Thank you for taking such an insignificant uncle’s ramblings so seriously. Thanks to you, I can trust her daughter with peace of mind.”

“Ha ha…”

There were many things I wanted to tackle in many ways, but it would be manners not to mention them here.

Still, it feels like my inner intimacy with Naoto-san has improved a lot, perhaps thanks to the deep conversations.

Even though we’re taking a bath together like this, it didn’t feel as uncomfortable as before.

We enjoyed taking a bath in a quiet atmosphere, and then got out of the open-air bath when our heads started to get dizzy.

***

When I returned to my room after taking a bath, the hour hand on the clock passed 12 o’clock.

December 31st came before I knew it while I was taking out the late jacket.

‘I should sleep soon.’

My stamina is still relaxed, but I put my head down on the pillow and fell asleep right away, probably because I put a lot of thought into preparing in various ways from the morning.

Forgot- Forgot-

My eyelids became very heavy.

Vision gradually blurring.

I fell asleep shortly after passing out.

***

I thought I heard a strange noise in my sleep.

Brush-Brush-

Chew up! Chew!

Cheer up-

Crying! Crying!

Is it like the sound of sucking something like a drink through a straw?

When I slowly open my eyes, I see an unfamiliar ceiling.

To be exact, it’s the ceiling of Karen’s house.

I looked down.

Then I saw that the bottom of the blanket I had covered was bulging.

Perhaps one of Rika, Karen, or Sasha.

It was a bold move indeed to come to Yobai alone in the middle of the night.

“Who are you?”

The moment I opened my mouth, the suction power of someone under the blanket suddenly increased.

Choooooh!

“Ugh!”

I was embarrassed and involuntarily lowered my back.

Yes or no, someone who still clings on tight and won’t let go.

At this point, feeling mischievous, I grabbed the part beyond the blanket where my butt was presumed to be, without warning.

“Wow!”

Then, a shrill scream was heard from under the futon.

“…?”

I hesitated momentarily.

Because I heard a voice completely different from what I expected.

I wondered what the hell was going on, so I carefully lifted the blanket, and the thing poking out like a tortoise-

“hahahaha…Are you awake?”

It was Ayase who let out a dry laugh and avoided my gaze like a guilty person.

***

Ayase Satsuki.

Commonly known as class president.

He is one of my best friends of the opposite s*x, who has been in the same class since my first year of high school.

At school, he acts as an honor student as if he were drawn in a picture, but in reality, he was a popular virtual YouTuber and a celebrity who is raising his stock on the net.

Why did she crawl out of my futon?

It was completely incomprehensible, so I looked down at Ayase with a dumbfounded face.

In the meantime, Ayase, who had completely gotten out of the futon, wiped the foggy glasses with the hem of his clothes, then put them back on and said.

“That… If you’re not rude, can you give me a chance to make an excuse?”

It seemed that her situation was already irreversible, but I decided to trust her and give her a chance.

I wondered what kind of excuse he would make.

Then, like a professional broadcaster who talks for several hours a day, Ayase took a deep breath and calmed down in a short time and spoke to me with serious eyes.

“I actually liked you.”

“What?”

At Ayase’s rather sudden confession, I put on a stupid expression without realizing it.

Do you usually confess your love after you come to Yobai and get caught?

Even if something was out of order, it felt like it had changed for a while, but since the person in question was making such a serious expression, I didn’t dare to tackle him.

No, but when I saw him so confident, it seemed like he believed in something.

Perhaps it was Ayase who was one of the people involved in the harem plan that the chairman was talking about.

“…Did the chairman plan this time too?”

“Chairman? Plan? What kind of nonsense is that?”

“…Ah, no. I was embarrassed and said nonsense.”

But here another great twist occurred.

Surprisingly, Ayase secretly came to attack me in the middle of the night without knowing the president’s harem plans.

Then, even though Ayase knows that I am dating Rika, it follows that she boldly came to do yo-bai.

At a friend’s house that I unwillingly stayed at.

… Doesn’t this make more sense than the president’s harem plan?

When I got to that point, I began to see Ayase, who was sitting straight in front of her, as a carnivorous woman who was more daring than anyone else.

It is said that a calm cat climbs the stove first, and that seems to be true.