I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

“Wait, were you and Minami ninjas?”

Since it was a topic that flowed out so naturally, I almost overlooked it.

Then, the chairman, who made the mistake, looked at me with a piercing expression, but it was because he knew very well that he could not take back the words once said, and in the end he quietly admitted the charges.

“That’s right. They’re both ninjas of our family. They’re quite old.”

I never thought that there would be a person related to the afterlife so close.

No, do you think this is normal?

It would be strange for the young girl of the Saionji family, Japan’s number one conglomerate, to wander around without any escort.

If you’re a ninja, you definitely have the image of a specialist in Insa Guard.

Anyway, Fuuma-senpai, who revealed the identity of the Akagi siblings, brought me and the chairman an instant coffee and asked.

“So, have you changed your mind now? Kim Yu-seong. If you don’t help, the tradition of martial arts that has been passed down for hundreds of years will be cut off. Don’t you think it’s a pity? And don’t you want to get stronger? The martial arts of the master Black Yacha will come into your hands.”

“Please don’t tie the family’s vision to home shopping…”

To be honest, I feel a bit sad at this point.

What made her like this?

In any case, I heard the circumstances from the last time and today’s.

“I have plans to learn the martial art of Hayate, but I want to refuse to marry a senior.”

Then, Fuuma-senpai bang! and put on a dark expression.

“Am I not that attractive?”

“No, regardless of whether you’re attractive or not, I think, as I said before, marriage is for people you like. If you do such an important thing for other purposes only, the rest of your marriage will be unhappy. I’m worried about that part.”

“I have a lot of plans to live with just one child. Even if you don’t like someone like you said, I don’t think it’s bad to get to know each other slowly.”

In the end, the story between me and Fuuma-senpai continued to run in parallel, unable to reach an agreement.

Eventually, she decided to stop insisting on getting married, whether she had felt something from the previous question or answer.

“Haha… First, as you said, Kim Yoo-sung, I will ask if it is possible to learn martial arts without getting married once.”

“Yes. Thank you for that.”

“Probably, the village elders will be very angry. This is a proposal to preserve the vision of the lineal lineage by informing outsiders at no cost. The probability of success cannot be guaranteed.”

“Then it probably wasn’t related to me at the time.”

When the story was finished to some extent like that, Fuuma-senpai wiped his chest with a relieved expression.

This time, it seems like he knew I was going to reject it with a single blow.

She asked with a brighter face than before.

“What are you going to do for dinner? If you want, I can prepare it for you. I just got a check from Ms. Saionji, so I’m in a good financial position.”

It was a tone that seemed to be secretly wishing for something to eat.

That’s how confident you are in your cooking skills.

It seems that he still hasn’t given up on adopting him as Daryl’s son-in-law.

I looked at the president next to me.

Then the president licked his lips and looked at me and asked if it was difficult to come to a conclusion right away.

“Even if I just go, will Yooseong-kun stay and eat?”

“Uh… maybe?”

“Then I’ll join you.”

“It’s a decision. I’ll make the best home-cooked meal with the wisdom I’ve gained from living on my own for three years.”

Fuuma-senpai said that and smiled confidently.

***

“Are you going to eat here?”

“Are you okay?”

Perhaps he thought there was no need to hide anymore, and the Akagi siblings, who had not been seen until a while ago, suddenly appeared.

It was said that he was not a simple servant, but a ninja, and it seems that he was hiding around.

But now, pointing out that fact and pretending to know, the atmosphere would be awkward, so I kept my word.

“You youngsters there, you too, go eat. I’ll shoot you today.”

“You’re a rookie, you’re mean.”

“Because there’s not much of an age difference.”

Then, Fuuma-senpai laughed and said huh, giving them time to realize the reality.

“I am the temporary head of Humashu, and I am Sannin. I was a promising heir who had already mastered all the skills at the age of 14. On the other hand, what do you have to offer?”

When she went out in an unexpected way, the vice president and Minami kept their mouths shut with resentment.

It seems to have something to do with identity.

While the two of them created a shriveled atmosphere, we decided to go shopping at a nearby mart with Fuuma-senpai’s guidance.

“Wow, this is the first time I’ve been to a mart like this.”

“How many times have you been to a convenience store?”

“Convenience stores and marts are separate. This is a great opportunity to experience the common people after a long time.”

After saying that, the chairman cut off the horse and grabbed a lululala shopping cart.

And Fuuma-senpai, who came with us, also carried a basket.

Personally, I was very much looking forward to what kind of dish I was going to show today.

That was when I entered the food section of the mart.

[Ah, ah, the bean sprouts 100 yen sale is going on for only 10 minutes from now. Bean sprouts are going on sale for 100 yen.]

Huma-senpai, who heard the sound of a promotional event, was completely gone from sight when he came to his senses.

No, don’t use ninja skills like this!

***

“You’re lucky.”

These were the words Fuma-senpai said as he returned with a majestic face, like a triumphal general.

And her basket was loaded with bean sprouts for 100 yen, limited to the time sale.

“With this, today’s main menu has been decided. It’s a bean sprouts party with a focus on bean sprouts dishes.”

“Wow…”

The dinner member who starts to get confused by the unusual amount of bean sprouts.

However, Fuuma-senpai urged us to go quickly with a face as if he had the whole world.

As she went to the meat corner, she preached the greatness of bean sprouts.

“Host greens are cheap, delicious, and large in quantity. They can be said to be vegetables for jaschisaeng. Their crunchy texture is delicious whether they are seasoned with vegetables, made into soup, or stir-fried. My personal preference is to boil water. Lightly blanched bean sprouts are sprinkled with soy sauce, seasoned with salt, and served over white rice…”

“Oh, the meat is on sale.”

However, her praise for bean sprouts was buried in the joyous voice of the president.

“What kind of meat is Yuseong-kun’s favorite? Personally, I like A++ grade wagyu the most. Steak is also good, but if you eat it with shabu-shabu dipped in a clear broth made from paper-thick beef, it’s the best.”

Unlike Fuuma-senpai, who had a habit of saving money, the president’s basket was full of all kinds of cooking ingredients that he never thought about cost-effectiveness.

The chairman said that he would make shabu-shabu himself, and he even bought a pot of hot pot and katsuobushi.

At first, it was definitely talking about getting food from Fuuma-senpai, but I don’t know how it happened.

Fuuma-senpai stared at the back of the president’s head like that, and then he laughed and said, “Whoa!”.

“In the end, the taste of cooking depends on the skill of the person making it. If you make rice cakes with high-quality ingredients like that, it’s delicious even if it’s made by a child.”

Then, as if he had heard something that could not be overlooked, the president spread a fan and covered his mouth and laughed.

“Oh-ho-ho, you’re talking funny. After all, the best way to cook the best food is to use the best ingredients, so why are you denying reality? It seems Ms. Fuuma needs to be a little more generous with her spending.”

“Wow!”

When the chairman put in an apnea dealing as if he was going to give back what he had suffered before, Fuuma-senpai bit his lips with a resentful expression.

“Okay! Then I’ll show you! That cheap ingredients can taste as good as high-end ingredients!”

After arriving at the meat corner, Fuuma-senpai said so and the first thing he caught was the front leg meat.

It felt a little inferior compared to the generally sold pork belly, neck meat, and beef, but the quality was still good.

When a rivalry naturally created between the two over the dinner menu, the president pretended not to be nervous and showed a relaxed face.

“Anyway, after all, you can’t match the taste of pork or beef.”

“Is that so? I’ll show you clearly that there is a compatibility between food.”

I wondered what it would be like if lamb suddenly appeared as a third force here, but it was so heartbreaking that I decided to put up with it.

But maybe I wasn’t the only one who thought of this, and the vice president’s lips twitched after following the president like a shadow.

In the process, when our eyes met, we awkwardly avoided their gaze.

From https://readwn.com

Maybe the vice president is the closest to me in the student council?