I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

Goto Kazuya.

Turning 17 this year, he was the 3rd president of ‘Baekgui Yahaeng’, a group of bikers active in the Setagaya area.

He has longed for a strong man since childhood, but accidentally caught the eye of the second president and has been active as a member of the Baekgwi Nights since middle school.

And by the time he reached his generation, the number of Baekgwi Nights was literally about 100 people, and it became a group of bikers who would not kneel down no matter where they showed their business cards.

The highway run three months ago was to commemorate it.

However, on this day, Kazuya learned about ‘fear’ for the first time since she was born.

In general, bikes that bikers ride are much louder than regular bikes because of the illegally modified muffler.

And when dozens of such bikes are running side by side, it’s incredibly noisy.

Even though the residents who slept at night opened the windows and poured out swear words, he laughed casually.

The man, who had just been wearing a towel over his bare upper body, whether it was from exercise or not, looked at them with eyes like a wild beast in his messy hair and said:

‘get off. Parents are waking up.’

Naturally, Kazuya and his men tried to ignore the man’s words with a sneer, but the man without a word came over to the side of the motorcycle Kazuya was riding and grabbed him by the tail.

‘Heng, do you think I’ll be scared of that?’

Rather, rebellious against the man’s calm attitude, Kazuya stepped on the full accelerator.

Because he thought that doing this would let the man let go so he wouldn’t be dragged by the bike.

But contrary to his thoughts, the body did not advance even one centimeter.

‘Why is this?’

Even if he was embarrassed and pulled the throttle again, there was no news.

Kazuya lowered her head without realizing it to find out why, in shock.

The man was supporting his bike with only one hand.

To be precise, he was ‘lifting it up’ with one hand.

The most important wheel didn’t touch the ground, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move forward.

Truly unbelievable power.

‘I’ll get off! I’ll get off!’

Realizing this, Kazuya was frightened and immediately shouted a declaration of surrender and got off the bike.

This was the first meeting between Goto Kazuya and Kim Yoo-sung.

***

As soon as I entered the store, the regent head who suddenly called me ‘brother’ introduced himself as Kazuya Goto after eating.

“Please feel free to call me Kazu. Brother!”

I’m wearing gakuran, but it’s uncomfortable for him to call me “brother”, who seems to be older than me no matter how I look at it, so I asked carefully.

“Can I hear how old you are?”

“I’m 17 this year! I’m a sophomore in high school a month ago!”

“……”

I thought I was pretty presbyopia too, but this guy has surpassed that.

No, it may be a problem with retro styling like a biker in the 70’s or 80’s, after a long time in fashion, but even at the minimum, he looks like he’s in his 20s.

I struggled to come up with the words while contemplating what to do with this difficult situation.

“I have no reason to call you hyung. We are the same age in the first place.”

“For me, he’s the one who made me realize what a real man is, so I want to call him hyung! Please allow me!”

‘I’ll take care of it.’

I thought I had been possessed by the world of a cartoon and experienced all kinds of things over the past two years, but I never imagined that something like this would happen.

Bikers are a group that is often glorified in Japanese manga along with the Yakuza, but the fact that they are a criminal group made up of minors has not changed.

Perhaps I could feel such a prejudice coming out of my eyes, Goto said while beating his chest.

“I have no excuses for what I have done in the past. However, I have only come to you now because I wanted to convey my sincerity.”

“…What are you talking about?”

“Since I was young, I longed for strong men and machos, so I became a biker. But when I came to my senses, I felt the thrill of just running at the risk of my life and I became a fool who caught them in front of others. The opinions of the guys who still remain in the organization I respect it, but I came to enlightenment by meeting you during spring break.”

After saying that, Goto took a break and declared.

“The real man is that he doesn’t show off his strength.”

I felt a pain in my head and said to Goto.

“If you realize that, why don’t you go home now and pay filial piety to your parents. Wouldn’t that be of any help to society?”

“Of course, I think so! But before that, I came here because I really wanted to ask you a favor.”

“…what is that?”

“Please accept me as a disciple!”

As Kazuya Goto said that, she suddenly banged her head on the ground.

The gaze naturally focused on his sudden performance.

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Maybe it’s because he was a former biker president, but Kazuya Goto was a master of over-reaction.

It was a perfect scene for anyone to see me as a bad student, so I hurriedly raised him up.

“Don’t do this here, let’s go out and talk.”

“Yes!”

“Lower your voice a little.”

“Yes.”

I left my apologies to the regulars and other customers who were eating, and then dragged Kazuya Goto out of the store.

***

I took him to a playground in a park near my house.

It was because it seemed that I could have a quiet conversation without noticing other people here.

I handed him a soda from the vending machine and started talking.

“I can understand that… up to you, but what else do you want me to accept as a disciple?”

Then Kazuya Goto said with enthusiasm while holding the can of Coke in his hand.

“I’m literally asking you to accept me as a disciple! I want to become a real man just like you!”

Involuntarily, I put my forehead on a topic that had not changed much in the previous conversation.

‘What the hell is that real man?’

However, Goto Kazuya did not stop promoting himself, regardless of whether he was ignorant or sincere.

“I already know that my brother is reluctant because I’m from a biker group! So I took this opportunity to thoroughly wash my hands in the organization!”

“Uh… yes.”

It was felt that the biker group, who had been doing well in their own way, had given up the position of president overnight, and that they had made a great deal of effort.

But that’s it and this is this.

“I’m not the kind of person you think I am. The reason I stopped you back then was because your parents, who worked late at night, would be tired the next day if you woke up to the noise.”

“Yes! I know! Being able to do such a thing just because of filial piety is proof that you are a real man of this age!”

… Words don’t work

I asked with a small sigh.

“What do you want to learn as my disciple?”

“There are many things. My attitude as a man, how to train to become a really strong man, how to become a handsome man like my brother, etc.”

At this point, I look like someone who is anxious because I can’t gilt my face.

“I can’t teach you anything. Are you still going to be a disciple?”

Then Kazuya Goto replied with a nod of his head.

“There is a saying that if you go to a craftsman’s shop, you can steal your skills over your shoulder! If you allow it, I want to be with you from morning to evening and learn the secret to becoming a real man!”

Perhaps even if I said no here, he would keep coming to our store and begging me to accept him as a disciple.

Because that’s the cliché of a boy’s cartoon.

Rather than seeing the situation, I decided to get rid of this guy in another way.

“Okay. Then I’ll give you three days.”

As I said that, I stretched out my three fingers to give it a sense of significance.

Then Kazuya Goto swallowed his saliva and muttered.

“Three days, you mean?”

“I can’t accept anyone as a disciple, either. I’ll give you three days of opportunity, so let me prove myself worthy of being my disciple. Then I’ll admit it.”

“If it’s a proof, how is it?”

“You just said. You want to learn how to be a real man by staying with us from morning to evening.”

“Yes, I did.”

“So, except for the time I go to school, let’s do my daily routine together for just three days. If you endure it, I’ll recognize you as a disciple.”

“Really?!”

“A man never says two things with the same mouth.”

“Thank you! I will do my best!”

When my permission was granted, Goto bowed his head with joy, like a child receiving a Christmas present.

I looked down at the back of Goto’s head and thought.

‘I’m sorry, but I’ll have to roll until my mouth says I want to give up.’