I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

After the gym tour, Yukika Fuuma, who was exhausted and returned to her own room with a rent of 30,000 yen, had some confidence.

“Kim Yu-seong, his body must be the extreme opposite of what I’ve only heard of.”

After taking off her only two school uniforms, hanging them on a hanger, and changing into a green sweatshirt that was easy to move, she carefully took out an old book, a book of fuumain, which she had hidden under the tatami mat in her bedroom.

The Humain Beopcheop is a vision kept from generation to generation by the head of the Fuuma clan, and it was a treasure that recorded in detail the most effective method of destroying the human body, various ninjutsu, martial arts, and medicine.

In addition, explanations about what is presumed to be Kim Yoo-seong’s constitution were also written here.

‘Extremely polar body’

As the book says, it means a person who is born with the yang qi equivalent to 100 people.

Yang qi means masculinity, and the characters born with this extreme polarity always stood out because they had strong power.

It is written that Hercules, the representative hero of Greece, and Oda Nobunaga, one of the three greatest heroes of the country, were also very polarized, and Sakamoto Ryoma, who is called the Dragon of Restoration, was also polarized.

Of course, it could all be her misunderstanding.

However, as I faced the sword directly, it was not the kind of strength that ordinary people could simply get by exercising hard.

This was the reason why she, who had even suffered incontinence in front of her members due to her instinctive fear, followed Kim Yoo-seong and secretly observed her for the past few days.

“…I’ll have to tell my grandmother about this first.”

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Maybe his constitution will help the revival of the Huma clan.

She took out a ballpoint pen from her pencil case and began to write down on a blank piece of paper a letter to her grandmother in a stylish cursive.

Together with the request to send some leftover rice if possible.

***

next day.

When I went to school, I saw Karen Tojo’s face in the classroom.

I thought I might have entered the wrong class, so I pushed myself out of the hallway again and checked, but it’s still Class 2-B.

I glanced sideways at her sitting by the window, then sat down at the desk.

Perhaps Kishimoto hadn’t gone to school yet, and the seat next to him was empty.

I asked Satoru who was sitting in the front seat instead.

“Tojo, why are you in my class?”

“Ah~ That? It seems like he’s begging Sakamoto to meet him on the weekend. He wants to serve him a meal as an apology.”

“It’s a date.”

“I know yeah.”

Satoru shrugged his shoulders and said so, then covered his mouth with one hand and spoke softly.

“By the way, did you hear the rumor? That Tojo is the daughter of a huge tycoon.”

“leading figure?”

Then Satoru nodded his head and said with a sad expression.

“Aren’t you surprised to hear that?”

“I won’t be surprised, so tell me.”

“Karen Tojo is the daughter of the famous Dongseonghoe boss!”

“…If it’s a same-s*x association, then Yakuza?”

“That’s right. It’s a huge organization that wrinkles the entire Kanto region.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

I don’t know where I picked up this information, but the rumors circulating among the students were too vague.

Because right away, the anecdote that I fought the bikers at a 50:1 ratio was a joke.

It was so noisy while exercising in the morning, I grabbed the guy who looked like the president and said a few words.

It was not known whether a passerby saw it or whether one of the bikers had maliciously rumoured it.

“You don’t think I’m surprised at all?”

“That’s right, even if she’s actually the daughter of the Yakuza boss, she hasn’t done anything to us.”

“…right.”

“Then there’s no problem.”

Hearing my answer, Satoru suddenly shut his mouth, looked at me and said seriously.

“I’m seriously starting to want to call you bro right now.”

“Don’t do it because it’s disgusting to be in the same grade.”

“I thought you would.”

Satoru giggled as he said that, then turned around again.

After the conversation with him, I sat alone on the desk with my chin crossed with one arm, and I was alone in my thoughts.

‘Come to think of it, this was a love comedy.’

I thought it was just a rumor, but maybe Tojo is actually the daughter of the Yakuza boss.

Well, it’s not me who’s involved, it’s the main character, so it doesn’t really matter.

***

After that, Karen Tojo came to visit every break after that and talked to the main character, Ryuji Sakamoto.

It looks like it’s been covered with pods.

In fact, like the main character of a love comedy, he’s the type of person I’ve met, so he doesn’t seem to understand why Tojo, who hasn’t met him for a few days, is approaching him like that, but from the standpoint of watching it, it’s like salting.

From https://readwn.com

Maybe even Yaguchi, who thought he liked him alone, felt a sense of crisis, and he was active in defense.

Of course, the jealousy of the men in Class 2-B watching the scene was bound to rise to the ceiling.

“Ugh! Why only that guy Sakamoto! I wish my big-breasted childhood friend and athletic pretty girl with a wild impression would like it!”

“Why did Heaven give birth to me and then Sakamoto Ryuji to be born again!”

“No, objectively speaking, you don’t have to rub against that guy’s looks.”

“Go to the bathroom and look in the mirror.”

“That’s not what you’re talking about!”

haha, guys. Conversations like assholes are at a very high level.

I had my arms crossed and overheard the trio’s chatter, then I turned my head to the sensation of waving my arms.

“Ryu-chan, do you have time for this Golden Week?”

It was Kishimoto sitting next to him.

“There is, but why all of a sudden?”

“My papa is taking a break this Golden Week. I told you last time that I would let you meet.”

“…!”

I folded my arms at the unexpected good news and changed to a posture of listening to her.

“When can we meet?”

“Um~ Since you said that you and your family are going on an overseas trip after a long time, maybe we should meet on the first or second day?”

I tried to say it’s okay at any time, but I asked carefully, remembering that I had an appointment with the chairman on the 29th, the first day of Golden Week.

“Will 30 days be okay?”

“Yeah! It’ll probably be fine. I’ll tell Papa ahead of time.”

Hearing Kishimoto’s words, I clenched my fists.

Be sure to bring a comic book with you when you go to get autographs.

There are still about ten days left before Golden Week starts, but my heart is already starting to flutter.

Is this the heart of a fox waiting for the little prince?

***

Lunch hour.

Today, instead of bringing a packed lunch, we decided to eat at the student cafeteria.

A simple system in which you choose the menu you want from the meal ticket vending machine, pull out a meal ticket that has been sold, and hand it to the restaurant lady.

The student cafeteria basically had menus with various price ranges from a minimum of 200 yen to a maximum of 500 yen.

After receiving the 300 yen Tonkatsu Curry set meal, I sat down at a moderately empty seat.

Soon after, Kishimoto, who had received the kitsune udon and three kinds of rice ball set meal, sat down across from me.

I glanced at it and asked.

“Rika, unlike skinny ones, you secretly eat a lot.”

Kishimoto, who took a large bite of the onigiri with pollack roe in it, tilted his head as he covered his cheek with rice paste.

“I usually don’t eat this much? And if I don’t eat a full lunch, I’ll rather snack.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Come to think of it, I’ve never seen her go out with her in the past few weeks and eat snacks separately.

It is said that carbonated drinks such as cola and cider are also very infrequent, so you probably have a much healthier diet than the average high school girl.

She ate one onigiri in an instant, then removed the rice paste from her cheek and put it in her mouth.

“And I’m the type of person who doesn’t gain weight even if I eat a lot. Everything goes to my chest.”

When I heard that, I looked down without realizing it, and realized that it was a trap she had dug.

It was because Kishimoto immediately embraced his body with both arms and pretended to be surprised.

“Hey, pervert☆”

… This guy is the type that gets really annoying when you get to know him.

After a small sigh, I started moving the spoon again.

That was then.

“Hey, can I sit here?”

An uninvited guest came to us, who deliberately sat at a corner table.

The uninvited guest waved his familiar red hair and set the mackerel set in his hand next to Kishimoto.

Recognizing her face, Kishimoto raised a shrill voice.

“Ah, the next class… Ugh!”

“Noisy, you can hear everything.”

Tojo Karen, who covered Kishimoto’s mouth tightly with her palm while looking around, secretly sat down at our table.

Then he asked her in a low voice.

“I heard you’re good at dating dating, is that true?”

“Mummup!”

“Answer by blinking twice if yes, or blinking once.”

blink- blink-

At that moment, she removed the palm that was covering Kishimoto’s lips, swallowed her saliva, and spoke in a trembling voice.

“I have a crush on someone for a while now, so I want to get some advice from you.”

There was a slight blush on the cheeks of Karen Tojo who spoke like that.

It was the face of a girl who loved anyone.