I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

After eating rice balls like that, I remembered my original purpose of coming to the student council room and asked the vice president.

“Vice president, by the way, when are you going to give out the comic book you lent me last time?”

Then, the vice-president, who was nagging at the side, said, “Ah,” and made a face that remembered that fact belatedly.

“I… can you give me a little time? I haven’t read all of them yet because I’ve been busy with the student council these days.”

“It’s been a month since I borrowed it. If you don’t want to read it, return it.”

“…Okay. I’ll read it all and return it to you within this week.”

Having received an appointment from the vice president, I greeted the president and Minami as well, and got up to go back to class.

Then, Fuuma-senpai followed me and got up.

Seeing this, the president asked.

“How long do you think Fuuma-san is going to follow Kim Yoo-sung?”

Then, Fuuma-senpai answered with a brazen face.

“Until he accepts my offer.”

“…Isn’t that a bit too blatant? I think he hates it.”

Then, Fuuma-senpai looked at me.

“You don’t like it?”

“Yes. It’s a bit annoying.”

No matter how pretty people chase after you, to be honest, it can’t be good if it interferes with your daily life.

Then, Fuuma-senpai groaned and said to me with an expression reminiscent of Myoan.

“Then how about doing this?”

“What?”

“He’ll come to my house after school. Then I’ll explain to you why I’m hanging out.”

“If I listen to that, will you stop following me?”

“Ah, I promise.”

If that’s the case, well, I can’t help it.

“Okay. I do.”

Then the president, who was listening to the story next to him, blushed and shouted.

“No, no, no, what! To be so proud to say that I would have an impure s*xual relationship in front of me as the student council president! I didn’t raise Kim Yu-seong like that!”

“Calm down. Miss. We haven’t heard a word of that yet.”

“No, there are plenty of possibilities.”

The Vice-President interrupted Minami’s words while saying that.

“A man and a woman of their prime age in the same house, in the same room? That means the game is over.”

“I think it’s your brother’s brain that’s over…”

It was a nonsensical sound, but it seems to have sounded plausible to our president.

“Fuma-san! Is it only Yoosung-kun who goes home after school?”

“…why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden?”

“That’s a natural question. That’s what I’m trying to follow.”

Then, Fuuma-senpai showed a rare frown.

“I think that would be a bit difficult.”

“Of course, I’m not going to follow you barefoot. I’ll give you a suitable example.”

As the president said so and clapped his hands, the vice president took a check from his wallet.

“Would this be okay?”

Then Fuuma-senpai said as if there was nothing more to see, snatching the check.

“It doesn’t matter if you come. I’d rather you come every day.”

At her whim with no pride left, the president covered his mouth with a fan and said, “Oh ho ho ho! It’s easy!” and laughed.

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Money isn’t everything, but most things can be done with money.

***

after school.

I joined Fuuma-senpai who was waiting in front of the school gate.

Seeing this, Rika looked at her with shriveled eyes, but when she explained that it was to shake off Fuuma-senpai, she reluctantly said that she would understand.

After sending Rika first and waiting a little longer, the limousine that was waiting in front of the school gate slowly entered.

It’s the president’s limousine I’ve always seen.

Click!

When the door of the black body opened, the president welcomed me from inside.

“Have you been waiting long?”

“No, I just came out.”

I responded naturally and got into the limousine, but Huma-senpai, who was behind me, could not get into the limousine hastily.

When I asked why I was doing this, Fuuma-senpai answered with a gulp of saliva.

“It’s the first time I’ve ridden in a car like this. To be honest, I feel a little embarrassed.”

Then the chairman covered his mouth with a fan and said oh ho ho ho! laughed

“A commoner like Fuuma would never have had a chance to ride in a car like a limousine.

Then, Fuuma-senpai swallowed his saliva and got into the limousine with a nervous expression.

Then he took a seat next to me, who was sitting across from the president.

Seeing this, the president’s young lady smiled.

“Fuma-san, why are you sitting there naturally?”

“That is burdensome.”

Saying so, Fuuma-senpai put the bag on his lap.

one step back.

The fight for the pride of two women who did not make any concessions was bloody even in my eyes.

Is this why it is said that if a woman has a cold, frost will fall even on New Year’s Eve… .

***

So, after 20 minutes in the chairman’s limousine, the apartment where Fuuma-senpai is living alone… I arrived at a townhouse that was a little too old to say.

Perhaps I wasn’t the only one who was perplexed by the old wooden apartment that you can only see in cartoons, the chairman muttered with a puzzled expression.

“I didn’t know that such a building still existed in Tokyo.”

Then, as if familiar with the president’s reaction, Fuuma-senpai responded calmly and went up the stairs.

“I’m sorry to live in a building like this.”

Then the chairman realized that he had made a speech mistake too late, ah! joy! ◼! And I put a strange chuimsa in it, but soon after like me, I followed Fuuma-senpai up the stairs.

The third room on the second floor.

Room 203 is where Fuuma-senpai lives alone.

When I opened the door with a key rather than a door lock, and went inside, a small room about six tatami mats was revealed, giving the impression that it was hard to believe that it was a place where a high school girl in her prime lived.

Typical one-room.

The actual number of reviews seemed to be around 10.

“Si, I’m sorry.”

Perhaps it was the first time he had come to a house like this, the president said with a bewildered expression and took off his shoes.

The president and I followed Huma-senpai, who had gone ahead, into the house.

Fuuma-senpai hung the school uniform on a hanger, put the bag on the desk and asked.

“If you’re going to drink, there are green tea and coffee, which one is better? By the way, both are instant.”

Then, the chairman answered with his back upright like a meerkat who was very nervous.

“I’d like coffee, please.”

“How much sugar?”

“Two spoons.”

“Okay. Kim Yoo-sung, who are you?”

“I’d like to ask you to do the same thing as the president.”

Then, with a familiar gesture, Fuuma-senpai poured water into the coffee pot from the sink.

While the water in the coffee pot was boiling, Fuuma-senpai took a cushion piled up in the corner and handed it over.

As I sat down with a cushion on the floor, there was a strange silence.

Well, it was because I had no idea how to start the conversation.

Perhaps the same was true of the president, who was forced to follow after spending money, and he was watching Huma-senpai.

After a while, Fuuma-senpai, who was sitting on the cushion in an upright position, put one hand on the tatami mat and spoke.

“First of all, Kim Yoo-sung, I explained to you last time, so it’s okay to omit the first part, right?”

“Ah yes.”

“And since Ms. Saionji has a ninja family under her command, she must know about the basic physiology of the afterlife.”

Then the president nodded his head with a nervous expression, wondering if he thought it was something unusual.

“I know to some extent.”

“Then the story will be quick.”

Saying that, Fuuma-senpai lifted the tatami mat next to him.

Underneath it was an old book.

“that?”

“That’s why I invited you today. It’s the Fuumain Beopjeop, a secretary that has been passed down from generation to generation.”

Saying that, Fuuma-senpai quickly turned the book and stopped at a certain page.

“And this is the hayate, one of the two martial arts that only the direct descendants of Fuuma, whom I told you last time, can learn.”

Saying that, Fuuma-senpai turned the book upside down and showed me the contents.

There, various movements were expressed with a brush in a dynamic painting that seemed to be alive and moving.

And if you read the short annotated text, there were a lot of motion instructions that could never be performed by any force.

Using his hand like a sword, it certainly seemed that ordinary people would not be able to imitate it.

“As you can see, this martial art was originally supposed to be used by superhumans. And since my father, the 17th Fuuma Kotaro, left the village, no one in the village can learn this martial art any more. Then, for hundreds of years, The secret of the clan that has been passed down may be put into practice in my generation. As the head of the family, I cannot tolerate such a thing.”

Then, the president, who was quietly listening to what we were talking about, asked with a confused expression.

“Come on, wait a minute. Kotaro Fuma and anything else, you’re only talking about things you can’t understand from a while ago. So, does that mean that Fuma-san is the descendant of the Kotaro Fuma mentioned in the history books?”

“It’s just as you say. Chairman.”

“I didn’t know! Such a thing!”

“Of course. It’s been thoroughly hidden until now. No matter how the president’s subordinates are ninjas, they and I have different experiences.”

When Fuuma-senpai nodded as if it was a very natural thing to do, the president sighed in anger and swallowed a sigh.

If you don’t know anything else, it seems that he was angry when he heard that the vice president and Minami were of inferior standards.