I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

“Did you notice?”

Immediately after hearing those words, someone started to knock on the door of the locked job room like crazy.

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

I was at a loss for words at the surreal situation that was happening right in front of me.

No, even though it’s a cartoon world, are ghosts really appearing?

“Hey hey…!”

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Mizuki-sensei was completely scared and stuck to my forearm.

In the current situation, if you are afraid like the teacher, you will not be able to eat or porridge.

As calm as possible, I whispered to the teacher that it was okay, so believe in only me.

If what Fuuma-senpai said earlier is true, the outside ‘something’ cannot enter the job room unless we allow it.

And whether those words were true, the guy outside just kept knocking on the door and couldn’t get in.

Eventually, as if he had given up on opening the door, the outside became quiet.

I looked at the tightly closed iron door and called Fuuma-senpai once more.

[Kim Yoo-seong?]

“Yes. Fuuma-senpai. I am.”

[Did you confirm the identity of the guard?]

“That… it seems like things are a bit twisted. Mizuki-sensei was right.

[is it… .]

“Sir, what should I do now?”

[For now, I think it would be better to stay in the sleeping room. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot enter a closed space without his owner’s permission. They’ll probably try to persuade you and your teacher to come out in every way. Never fall for that temptation. Until five in the morning.]

“It’s five in the morning?”

[It is often called the time when the rooster crows. At that time, all bivalves lose most of their power.]

“okay.”

[Isn’t there a window in the sleeping room?]

“Yes. All I have is a TV and an electric kettle on a kotatsu.”

[Then I’m glad. Even if it’s Mizuki-sensei, if you have a strong spirit, you won’t be possessed by him. If you keep your mind straight, you will be able to survive until dawn without problems.]

“Thanks for the advice. Senior.”

[Well, I’m sorry that I can only do this much. Or would you like to go help now?]

I pondered for a moment.

To be honest, if Fuuma-senpai, an expert, came, it seemed like it would be resolved quickly.

“If you come now, the last train on the subway will be cut off, right?”

[That’s not a big obstacle.]

The teacher who had come out from the side and was listening to Fuuma-senpai’s conversation suddenly interrupted.

“If that’s the case, the teacher will drive you to the car!”

“Yes?”

[Hey, that’s not a bad suggestion.]

While I looked at Mizuki-sensei in embarrassment, the conversation between the two continued as it was.

[Then I will go straight to school.]

“Yeah! Yeah! Then when you arrive, cut it short and knock on the door six times!”

[All right. Teacher.]

Before I could say anything, Mizuki-sensei, who had made a promise to Fuuma-senpai, looked a little relieved when the call ended.

Well, I wasn’t going to call because I’m sorry, but the teacher said that he would drive me directly, so is it okay?

Anyway, it seemed that there was still some time left for Fuuma-senpai to come, so I asked the teacher to sit down for a while, who had been standing for a while.

Then the teacher nodded and sat across from the kotatsu.

A lot had happened in such a short period of time, so I didn’t want to watch TV again.

Has it been about 30 minutes since they started doing their own thing silently while looking at each other’s smartphones?

I could feel the popularity outside the door.

“Sir, I’m here.”

It’s Fuuma-senpai’s voice.

The teacher got up from the kotatsu and asked, as if he had received the package he had been waiting for.

“That’s the password!”

Then, Fuuma-senpai outside, rhythmically knocked on the door.

smart, smart, smart.

It was definitely the same as the promise the teacher had made with Fuuma-senpai earlier.

The teacher said that Fuuma-senpai was right and tried to approach the door to the job room, but I grabbed the teacher’s wrist and said,

“Fuma-senpai, can I ask you just one question?”

“What do you mean?”

“What did you ride on to get here?”

Then, Fuuma-senpai spoke as if it were nonsense.

“Of course I came by subway.”

“So, which route do you mean? To get to the school, you must have had to make several transfers.”

“…I forgot to come because I was in a hurry.”

I was convinced at this point.

“Next time, come to memorize the subway route map. You asshole.”

Then, beyond the door that became as silent as a mouse.

Realizing that he had run away again, I looked at Mizuki-sensei, who acted rashly.

The teacher seemed to want to dig into a mouse hole.

“That… I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. It was enough to deceive you. In the future, you don’t have to repeat the same mistake.”

The guy who was peeping outside for a chance to flirt wasn’t a spare either.

You’ll immediately imitate Fuuma-senpai.

If it hadn’t been that he came too quickly for a subway ride, he wouldn’t have noticed.

Seeing that he knows all the conversations the teacher and I have had on the inside, he is quite a clever guy.

Anyway, I figured out most of his methods with this.

It’s 11:30 now, so I just had to hold on for another 5 hours and 30 minutes.

It was the moment when I was about to tell the teacher to study for the exam or teach me a little to refresh the gloomy atmosphere.

“Ryu-chan, it’s so cold here.”

Rika’s voice came from outside the door.

“……”

Seducing the teacher failed, so now it seems they are targeting me.

“Open the door. I’m scared.”

I didn’t bother responding.

To be honest, I didn’t feel it was worth dealing with.

Then he changed his strategy, this time with Karen’s voice.

“Kim Yu-seong, let’s go to my house right now. I want you to tell me about your studies like last time.”

As if teasing me, he gave out the voices of people he knew in turn.

“Oh ho ho ho! Kim Yoo-seong-kun! I came as the student council president, but what are you doing without leaving!”

“Kim Yoo-seong, go outside. Your father says he misses you.”

“Yooseong-ah? You said you were going to a friend’s house, so why are you at school? Let’s go home with Mom.”

“……”

The temptation is becoming more and more obsessive.

I called Fuuma-senpai, just in case.

Then a beep sounded, and Fuuma-senpai answered the phone.

[Ah, Kim Yoo-seong. I’m on my way now. I’ll be arriving at school soon, so take the teacher down to the first floor.]

It’s the same voice as before.

But I knew instinctively.

That it was not Fuuma-senpai who answered the phone now.

I said to ‘something’ over the receiver.

“This is my last warning. If you disappear like this, I won’t do anything. But if you keep playing around with me, I’ll find you and kill you.”

[…] … .]

Then the phone hung up without any warning.

The teacher looks up at me with a worried face.

“Kim-kun?”

I glanced at the teacher like that and said.

“Teacher, are you okay?”

“Ah, yes. I’m fine. On the contrary, I don’t like Kim’s complexion very much.”

Hearing that, I touched my own face.

stiff muscles.

Perhaps now my face is tanned.

It’s not a big deal, and even though he tried to get over it, he didn’t like how he could imitate the voices of those around him at will.

I felt the yang energy flowing through my body wriggling with anger.

I didn’t even feel it existed before, but after consistently training through the honwon-gyeong that Fuuma-senpai gave me, I am now able to handle it at will to some extent.

Of course, there is no specific place to use the ki in everyday life, so I have never actually used it.

I looked at the watch.

It was already past 12 o’clock.

Seeing that Fuuma-senpai, who said he was coming, hasn’t come yet, he may have imitated Fuuma-senpai who spoke to the teacher.

Will you survive for 5 more hours like this, or will you escape the night school with your teacher?

I pondered for a while.

at that time-

A new voice came from outside the door.

“brother?”

The moment I heard that voice, I flinched.

That would be-

This is because, while everything I have heard so far has been in Japanese, what I have heard now is in Korean.

A voice I miss very much.

It was the voice of my younger sister from my previous life, before I possessed Kim Yoo-sung’s body.

And he said to me in his sister’s cheeky voice.

“Are you here? Why are you hiding like this? Did you commit any crime? Open the door. I have something to tell you by looking at your face.”

“……”

Everything else was tolerated.

Because I had advice from Fuuma-senpai, and Mizuki-sensei was right next to me.

But it seemed like he couldn’t survive without going over this.

“Teacher.”

“uh?”

“Play any one of the Banya Heart Sutra or the hymn on the video posting site. With infinite playback.”

“Huh? Uh huh.”

The bewildered teacher then nodded his head and hurriedly played a hymn on his smartphone.

I took a deep breath while listening to the hymn, standing in front of the tightly closed door of the job room.

And then, without hesitation, the door opened.

thud!

“Brother, you finally opened it.”

Floating in front of the job room door was a ‘white mask’.

Floating in the darkness, as if teasing me, imitating the voice of my sister, whom I can no longer meet, said so.

I clenched my right fist.

“Uh, I’m here to keep my promise.”

Then he exhaled orange yang energy from his body.

“You must kill me.”

As soon as those words were finished, I hit the white mask floating in the air with a straight punch.