I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

Ayase Satsuki is the class leader of Class 2-B.

Black daenggi hair, round glasses, a face without makeup, and a long skirt.

Perhaps because of her appearance as an honor student as if drawn in a picture, she was often chosen as the class president from a young age regardless of her will.

I don’t really like the role of the class president, but that doesn’t mean it’s not without merit.

It was convenient in many ways when I was at school when I became naturally acquainted with the teachers in the school office while working as a class president.

Ayase, a child of an ordinary family, could not give up these advantages in a situation where it was difficult to pay the expensive tuition of the private Ichijo Academy.

Anyway, she had a problem these days.

It was about Kim Yoo-seong, a classmate in the same class.

It was in her freshman year that she first met Kim Yoo-sung.

At the time, he wasn’t as sloppy as he is now, and Kim Yoo-seong, a student with excellent grades, was on the podium as the freshman representative at the entrance ceremony.

It is unimaginable in the current atmosphere of a loser at the end of the century, but it was.

It was because he was a person with all three factors: a tall height, excellent grades, and a decent appearance.

Kim Yu-seong, who had been so, caught the eyes of the student council president, joined the student council, and started bulking up in earnest, and a ghastly rumor about him began to circulate within the academy, but Ayase knew it was a lie.

Because he wasn’t that kind of person in the first place.

Perhaps it was a rumor spread by those who were jealous of Kim Yoo-seong.

However, as I entered my sophomore year and the new semester began, women suddenly began to gather around Kim Yoo-seong, who was quiet.

Unlike in my freshman year, where I didn’t hang out with anyone and quietly read books during breaks, after my sophomore year, I was actively engaged in social activities.

Since they all have extraordinary looks, it is even said that they are Kim Yoo-sung’s harem.

Even so, he thought that people could not change so much overnight, so Ayase decided to figure out the current situation himself.

***

The first semester final exam, which lasted for a total of 3 days, has finally come to an end.

Well, I took the test in not bad condition as usual, but most of the students complained about the difficulty level of the problem significantly increased compared to the midterm test, and in fact, it was raining on the test paper.

In the meantime, if there was one person who received notable results, it was Rika.

“Aww! Highest point update!”

This summer, in order to keep the promise of going out together, Rika was able to get excellent grades in all subjects including math.

It must have been that she put a lot of effort into herself.

“Congratulations, Rika.”

“Hehe, it’s all thanks to Ryu-chan.”

“What did I do?”

After exchanging a word of congratulations to each other, prepare for an early return home.

Since I haven’t slept properly for the past few days, I was thinking of getting a good night’s sleep when I get home.

“What. Just to go home? After all the hard work is over, why don’t we play together?”

It was a very grateful proposal, but I politely declined Satoru’s proposal.

“I woke up all night, and I’m tired. Let’s play next time. After all, it’s a vacation in just a week, so you can do whatever you want.”

“It is not.”

Satoru, persuaded by my words, nodded, and the situation ended.

Today, I decided to disband.

***

Semester 1 is already over next week.

It was a fairly eventful three months compared to last year, but somehow it seems to have ended safely.

If you think about it, this first semester was a series of events every day.

It’s because it rolls so much that you can ask what high school student’s daily life is this busy.

From https://readwn.com

Maybe it was because I had to go through the things that the original protagonist, Ryuji Sakamoto, had to go through instead, but that’s just speculation.

It was a school route that I would normally go to with Rika, but I couldn’t see her face because she went shopping in Shibuya in her mother’s car to commemorate the high score.

Thanks to you, it was time to go down to the subway station by myself after a long time.

“Yoosung-kun!”

A familiar voice grabbed my back.

I turned around, wondering what was going on, and Ayase Satsuki in a school uniform was standing there.

“What’s going on? Captain.”

Then Ayase said, pushing her thick glasses up slightly.

“Is the time okay from now? I have something I want to ask you.”

Although it was a bit of a sudden offer, I decided to accept her request.

It’s already been two years since I’ve known her face to face.

After all, the only people I’ve known at school for the longest, except for her, were the president and Satoru.

We decided to go into a cafe near the subway station and chat.

***

Ayase’s question was a little out of the ordinary.

“Yooseong-kun, do you know what the other classmates call you?”

I was silent for a while, holding my cup of coffee, then answered.

“The strongest man at the academy, Mr. Muscle, an elite yakuza who goes to school as a hobby?”

“Surprisingly, you are quick to hear about yourself.”

“Because even if you sit still, you can hear rumors.”

To be honest, it was a very childish nickname, or a nonsensical story, so I didn’t respond in particular.

“Then the story will be quicker. Do you know what the nickname was after seeing Yooseong-kun rushing around with Rika, Sasha, and Karen these days?”

“…I don’t think it’s particularly good.”

And the nickname that came out of the class president’s mouth was beyond imagination.

“I’m the Demon King of Ichijou.”

“What is it, that yagem protagonist has a name like that.”

“It must be proof that Yooseong-kun’s gaze is not pretty.”

The class leader said so and drank the coffee slurp.

“So what about the truth?”

“If it’s true?”

“Who are you going to date out of the three? I don’t think you’ll find at least one person you like.”

I was at a loss for words at the sudden fastball that flew in my body.

“I and those guys don’t have that kind of relationship.”

“Yeah? For something like that, the way girls look at you isn’t just a favor.”

Ayase pointed out facts I had been trying to ignore, and looked at me with transparent eyes that seemed to see through people’s thoughts.

“Actually, Yoosung-kun was indecisive and couldn’t decide who to date?”

It was an inexcusable theory.

Perhaps lying would be of no use, so I let out a small sigh.

“…because I was afraid of breaking the current relationship.”

And there was one thing that I couldn’t tell anyone.

Originally, the genre of love comedy ends when the heroine is decided.

If I am currently working on the story of ‘Scramble Love’ on behalf of Ryuji Sakamoto, it would be premature to decide on a heroine already.

Not only that, but also because I was worried about how many people could genuinely like a high school student who looked like me.

It’s a vicious appearance that surprises even myself every time I look in the mirror.

Is there anyone who can truly love me, who wouldn’t be strange if I appeared in a fighting manga rather than a love comedy? The question did not leave my head.

From https://readwn.com

Maybe because I’m playing the role of the main character instead of Ryuji Sakamoto, thinking that the three of them had a favor to me was painful and I couldn’t stand it.

I’m a human too, how can I not see outright favors?

But such hesitation was preventing me from acting more actively than I am now.

Hearing my answer, the class leader, who was staring at me, smiled slightly and put down the coffee cup he was holding in his hand.

“I’m glad. The Yooseong-kun I know doesn’t seem to have changed.”

“What do you mean?”

“A normal high school boy wouldn’t even think about doing anything if those pretty boys showed interest in him. But Yoosung-kun is so scared that he’s looking at things before he even starts a proper conversation, right? I’m so cautious I don’t think it’s a bad thing to approach it with a . After all, dating isn’t something you do alone.”

The captain looked at me as he said that.

“Still, it wouldn’t be good to keep you waiting too long. If a woman has a grudge, it’s going to be frosty on New Year’s Eve, right?”

It was really painful advice, so I smiled bitterly and nodded my head.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“I also received help from you in my first year, so we are mutually supportive.”

After saying that, the class leader got up first.

“I’ll do the math. Drink slowly and get up.”

“Are you going already?”

The class leader then nodded and took out his wallet from his bag.

“School ended early, so you should enjoy your day.”

In a way, it seemed like the most inappropriate words for her, but I knew that Ayase wasn’t an honor student as it seemed.

“Thank you for today. Ayase.”

Then Ayase blushed slightly, and said as if shooting at me.

“Call me class chief as usual.