I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

“You’ve been there. Master!”

It was a line with a sense of déjà vu.

When I enter the store while holding down the physiological rejection and cramping, the scenery of the cafe, which has not changed much from when I visited two months ago, greets me.

Fuuma-senpai, who came into the store at the forefront, spoke to a maid who was clearing the table where customers had just left.

“Manager, this is the friend I spoke to last time, Kim Yoo-seong.”

“Oh my, you said you defeated that god of destruction?”

As he said that, he turned his head to see a familiar face.

“ah.”

It was the dark-haired maid who guided me and Sasha the other day.

I wonder if she recognized my face too, covering her mouth with her palm.

“Last time I came…”

I hurriedly bowed my head and said.

“My name is Kim Yoo-seong.”

“My name is Kaori Fuuma.”

“Yes? Huma?”

Hearing the familiar surname and turning his head, Fuuma-senpai nodded and said.

“The manager is my cousin. To be precise, all the maids working in this cafe are from Kunoichi of the Fuuma clan.”

I looked around the cafe after hearing information that could not be ignored.

“Come on, follow me! Be delicious~ Be delicious~ Moemoe Kyu♡”

“Ta, I didn’t bring this because I really liked you!”

“Mom, do you want to eat the cake I baked somehow? It’s cute.”

“Listen to my song!”

Are these people actually power ninjas?

I felt my mind wander.

***

The place where Fuuma-senpai guided me was a room inside the store.

There is a single iron table in the middle, and the cabinets are close together, so it seems to be a place used by maids as a lounge.

“Sit here. What’s your favorite drink? Tea, coffee, juice, soda, everything.”

“Cider, please.”

“i get it.”

Fuuma-senpai said to wait for a moment, then closed the door and left.

Thanks to you, I was left alone, there was nothing to do, so I sat down and opened my smartphone.

I didn’t have many friends, so the messenger window, which would normally have been sluggish, was full of messages from my junior, Nao.

It was when I was reading and replying to each one.

bang!

“Oh! That was so much fun!”

This time too, a maid that seemed to have appeared anywhere.

Brown hair fluttering in the wind, a cat headband, and even an apron with a distinctive cat paw print.

With a cigarette in her mouth, she might have entered the break room without thinking.

“Huh? Uh? Well, is it forbidden to enter this place except for officials?”

She hurriedly spit out a cigarette and tried to excuse her gibberish, but Huma-senpai, who returned just in time, asked in a puzzled voice.

“What are you doing at the door? Honeko-san.”

Then, the cat maid Hyoneko hurriedly clinged to her.

“Help me! Yukika!”

“…?”

Fuuma-senpai’s eyes as if something had happened.

I shook my head and gently pointed to the cigarette that had fallen to the floor.

After discovering it, Fuuma-senpai’s eyebrows narrowed.

***

“You said you used to be the vocalist of an indie band?”

“right.”

This is the story Honeko Fuuma told with a candid face.

It was good to go to Tokyo from the countryside with the dream of becoming a singer, but with only dreams and passion, he could not make a living in Tokyo, where he had a lot of people.

So, when there are no live performances, it seems that they come to this shop run by her cousin and work part-time to cover their living expenses.

Well, it’s all about eating and living, but it’s probably impossible to say anything about it.

When I said I was going to pretend I didn’t see anything here, Honeko-san looked at me with excitement.

“You…you’re such a nice guy!”

Then he looked at Fuuma-senpai and said.

“Yukika! Hold on tight! Because men like this are rare!”

“Wow, what are you talking about all of a sudden! You idiot sister!”

Fuuma-senpai blushed as he said that, then straightened his voice and looked at me.

“Anyway, I’m calling you today because I’m ready to tell you a story about the afterlife.”

I straightened my posture at her serious mood.

It’s a story about the worldview of ‘Scramble Love’ that I don’t know, so I wanted to listen without missing a single word.

Rumble!

What Fuuma-senpai, who stood up for a moment, brought from his cabinet was a delivery box with a postage stamp from abroad.

Whether it was something precious, she untied the knot of the string around the box, took a deep breath, and then took out the object inside.

“It’s called a phantom mirror. It’s a piece that shows the nature of the person who looks in the mirror.”

Honeko-san, who was next to me, helped me.

“It was invented during the Ming Dynasty in China, but now there are not many people who make it even in the country of origin, so it is very difficult to find.”

“Did you say that this took me a long time to prepare?”

Fuuma-senpai listened to my question and nodded.

“Sometimes I had to ask for permission from the elders in my hometown, but it was quite difficult to obtain this item.”

Saying that, Fuuma-senpai held out the honwon-gyeong to me.

“Touch it once. Then you can feel the qi in your body.”

I nodded my head with a nervous expression, and then carefully touched the horn mirror she held out.

pounding!

At that moment, my quiet heart pounded loudly.

It was similar to the feeling I felt when I took the red pill that Fuuma-senpai gave me last time.

But it was a little different back then.

When I was fighting Sasha’s father, Ivan, my whole body was like a seething active volcano, now it just feels like a calm dormant volcano.

I could feel something warm moving in my body as my chest tickled.

Perhaps this is the ‘gi’ that Fuuma-senpai was talking about.

Fuuma-senpai, who was watching my condition from the side, opened his mouth.

“Kim Yoo-sung, you are born with a constitution of extreme retardation.”

“Extreme delay…?”

“Simply put, it means that you have a constitution that produces a lot more yang than ordinary people. In yin and yang, yang means masculinity.

I got dizzy after hearing Fuuma-senpai’s words.

‘Scramble Love’ is definitely a love comedy worldview, but it’s hard to believe that there is a backstory that only appears in a fighting manga like this.

It was more than I had vaguely imagined.

“A normal person must undergo rigorous training for a long period of time in order to handle Qi. However, in the battle against Ivan, the Russian god of destruction, you showed the ability to freely manipulate the Qi in your body. It’s never going to happen.”

“What exactly is the ‘ki’ the senior is talking about?”

“It is a power that originates from the soul, which people often call the soul. In the afterlife, those who handle this energy are called kwonsa.”

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Maybe it was thanks to watching a lot of cartoons, so I could understand roughly what he was talking about.

“I barely understood what the old man was talking about, but what does my ability to manipulate chi have to do with stories about the afterlife?”

Then, Fuma-senpai nodded and said.

“This is because the afterlife itself is an order created by the people who dealt with the ‘qi’. The figures and great men in history you know have had a close relationship with the afterlife for a long time, so that level of strength and power and He had power.”

The general public was completely unaware of the fact that the forces that ruled the country in the dark had existed for a long time, something like a boy’s cartoon.

“Kim Yu-seong, you are clearly an ordinary person. However, you can no longer remain as an ordinary person because you have acquired power that cannot even be imagined by ordinary people. The starting point is the day you defeated the Russian god of destruction Ivan. .”

“But, Fuuma-senpai himself said that the power I showed at that time was only a one-time thing.”

Then, Fuma-senpai nodded.

“Obviously, that’s also true. But to those who have seen it, that doesn’t matter. What’s important to them is that you defeated Ivan and became a divinity in the afterlife.”

“What does that mean?”

“Those who seek fame and power will come to you one after another. If you defeat Ivan, you will be able to prove that you are a real strength.”

At that time, it was like fighting just to live.

But the fact was that now it has become a boomerang and is trying to save my life again.

“Then what should I do next?”

Then, Fuuma-senpai spoke in a firm tone.

“Be strong. To a level that no one can control you.”

“It’s not as easy as it sounds, is it?”

“That’s right. I can’t guarantee that I can win a fight with the ‘real’ people, not the idiots, just by going to the gym like I do now. So I want to make a suggestion to you at this point.

“…what a suggestion?”

Fuuma-senpai took a few deep breaths, then looked straight at me with both eyes and said.

“Kim Yu-seong, become the heir to the right to assassinate Fuuma-ryu.”