I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga - Chapter 398



398 – [IF] Off Meeting

A week later, in front of the statue of Prince Hachi at Shibuya Station.

Unlike usual, where I only wear a hoodie and jeans, I thought to myself as I played with my bangs, dressed up in classy clothes for the first off-campus meeting in my life.

‘Did I come too early?’

It takes at least an hour by train to get from Setagaya Ward to Shibuya, so I hurried a little to avoid being late for my appointment, and it arrived 30 minutes earlier.

‘As expected, there are a lot of people around here.’

Perhaps because it was a weekend afternoon, there was a huge amount of floating population around the subway station.

As I was spending some time alone, observing the people passing by quickly, I received a notification of a Line message.

[Where is everyone? I just arrived in front of the statue of Lord Hachi.]

This is Mr. Wasabi Don’s message.

I was so happy that I sent a message right away.

[I am also in front of the statue of Lord Hachi.]

[Really?! What did you wear?!]

[She is wearing a navy blue blazer.]

[Okay!]

After checking the message, I took my eyes off the screen and looked around.

Since there were so many people in front of the Hachi-gong statue, I thought it would be difficult to find it all at once, so I also thought about looking for wasabi don.

At that time, I looked around and saw a girl around high school age approaching me.

‘It’s probably not that kid.’

Wasabi Dong said to be a 25-year-old member of society, so she is probably an adult woman with a slimmer figure.

‘If I had known it would be like this, I would have asked about your attire.’

That was when I thought to myself and looked back at my smartphone.

“Maybe a Golden Samurai?”

A familiar voice was heard from ahead.

“Wasabi sister?”

When I suddenly raised my head in joy, standing in front of me was the girl I had seen earlier who looked to be a high school student.

“Uh.”

I was frozen by an identity I could not have imagined.

“It’s you! Nice to meet you! Hey!”

On the other hand, Mr. Wasabi-don, who did not know what was going on, pounded my back with his palm as if he was happy to see me.

Thanks to that shock, I belatedly realized the reality and spoke to Mr. Wasabi-don.

“You’re much shorter than I thought.”

“Haha! Did you want s*xy older sister style?”

“No, that’s not true, but my voice and appearance don’t match well.”

Wasabi-dong’s voice, heard through voice chat, was like a typical easy-going older sister.

I would say it gave the impression of someone chain-smoking while holding a can of beer in one hand.

However, the wasabi don I actually met was so youthful that I thought I was a high school student.

“So your voice and appearance match incredibly well? “What did you eat to grow so tall?”

Mr. Wasabi-dong said that and measured my height with his hand.

Perhaps because there was a significant height difference between the two of us, we were even standing on our feet.

“I’m currently 183cm tall. It’s not like I ate anything special, but maybe it’s because I’m growing up? Until last year, I was 165cm tall.”

“Wow, I’m jealous. You’ve grown nearly 20cm taller in just one year? Are you of the same race as me?”

“First of all, since I am a Korean resident in Japan, I have Korean blood in my blood.”

“Korea!”

Mr. Wasabi-don opened his eyes wide after hearing what I said.

“Kimchi! Soft tofu stew! Tteokbokki! Dakgalbi! Samgyetang!”

“Why do I eat everything I know about Korean?”

“Is that because I like eating?”

“Uh… I see.”

If you think about it, it was a really stupid question.

Anyway, despite the awkwardness of our first meeting, Mr. Wasabi and I got along quite well.

I guess it’s because we’re both otakus and have similar interests.

While the conversation was in full swing, another person appeared.

From noble mtl dot come

“Yo!”

“Ah! Welcome! Mentaiko!”

The two people, who had been friends from the beginning, exchanged greetings with happy expressions, perhaps because they were old friends.

Unlike Wasabi, who had an unexpected twist, Mentaiko seemed like an ordinary career woman, perhaps because she wore round glasses and a suit.

“Oh, is this Golden County? It fits the image I had in mind.”

“Right? Right?”

“… What exactly is the image you were thinking of?”

“It reminded me of a macho man with a kind of upright feel.”

Because the voice is hardboiled.

“Stubborn… Macho… “

Honestly, I couldn’t refute it.

Because now I have gained enormous muscle mass that is incomparable to when I was in middle school.

“So you’re really a high school student?”

“Would you like me to show you my student ID?”

“Oh! Do you have it?”

“First of all, it’s a substitute for an ID card.”

As I said that, I took out my wallet and showed my student ID.

Then the two people looked at my student ID as if they were curious and asked.

“Ichijou Academy is the prestigious Ichijou Academy in Minato-ku, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Golden, contrary to appearances, you were an honor student.”

“How do you read your real name?”

“You can read it as Kim Yu-seong.”

I deliberately pronounced it clearly and clearly so that it was easy to understand.

“Gimuyuseong?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Then you can call me Yoosung-kun from now on.”

“Hey, Utsumi. No matter how young you are, it’s rude to call you by your name from the beginning.”

“Oh, I’m fine. I’m Korean, so I’m more used to being called by my first name. Wasabi-san’s real name is Utsumi?”

“Yeah. It’s a cute name, right?”

Wasabi said and drew a V shape with her fingers… No, Mr. Utsumi.

“Ha, he’s true too.”

Mr. Mentaiko held his forehead as if he was in pain and spoke to me as if he had remembered it too late.

“For your information, my real name is Himiko. We will call you Yoosung-kun, so please feel free to call us by our first names, too.”

“Yes. Himiko-nee.”

“Ugh.”

Then suddenly Himiko started shaking.

“Are you cold?”

When I asked that because I was worried, Himiko hurriedly waved her hands and said.

“No! It’s not like that, so don’t worry too much!”

“?”

“More than that, why is Maria so late? She’s already on time for her appointment.”

Himiko hurriedly changed the topic of conversation, perhaps because it was a sensitive subject, and looked around busily while saying that.

Since I also had an idea, I decided to just move on without asking any more questions.

Rather…

“Marie, is her real name Maria?”

It’s a very western name.

“Yeah. Unlike us, you came up with a very rough nickname, right?”

“Honestly, Wasabi Don and Mentaiko are not very good either… “

“What?”

Two people staring at each other with fire in their eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

When I hurriedly apologized, Himiko snorted and said, “Not again.”

It was about the time when the atmosphere was ripening.

“Sorry! Am I the last?”

A familiar voice was heard from the exit of Shibuya Station.

“It’s late!”

“I’m 10 minutes late!”

As I turned my head to follow Utsumi and Himiko who were complaining, I felt as if time was momentarily slowing down.

That’s because the blonde foreigner running far away waving his hand

Exciting! Exciting! Exciting! Exciting!

‘Huh?’

I suddenly felt embarrassed by my heart beating violently, and unconsciously grabbed my chest, but my heartbeat did not seem to subside.

At this point, I couldn’t help but realize it.

I fell in love with that person at first sight.

***

Since all the members of the off-group had finally gathered, we decided to move places.

The place I ended up going to was a famous yakiniku restaurant near the scramble intersection in Shibuya.

“Meat!”

Wasabi don… So, I came here to eat yakiniku due to Mr. Utsumi’s strong insistence, but there was no one who was particularly opposed.

First of all, yakiniku is a food that everyone, regardless of gender or age, likes, unless they are vegetarian.

The restaurant we went into to eat meat was divided into rooms, so it was nice to eat privately.

“First of all, condemn! And the garlic lining and ribs!”

“Oh, please add beer and Korean seaweed.”

Perhaps because they are members of society, they are quick to order from the menu.

“Yuseong is a minor, so it’s okay to have a drink, right?”

“Yes.”

After answering that, I naturally set up other people’s chopsticks and poured water into their empty cups.

This is table manners that Koreans must naturally learn.

“Oh, that’s sensible.”

But when other people saw it, it seemed special, so he said that and tapped me on the shoulder.

“Today, we’re eating as prize money for winning the competition, so Yoosung-kun, you can eat whatever you want. If your body is this big, you’re going to eat a lot, right?”

“Well, that’s true.”

After I started exercising, my eating amount increased to about 2 to 3 times that of the average person.

Although I gained a lot of muscle, I feel like the fuel efficiency is very poor.

“More than that, Maria, what don’t you order?”

When I asked that, Maria, who was quietly listening to what we were saying with her chin resting on her right hand, said with a faint smile on her lips.

“I’m fine. I think what Utsumi ordered is enough for now, so if there’s anything you want to eat, I’ll order it separately.”

For your information, it appears that Maria is a real foreigner who came from England to study in Japan.

In college, I chose Oriental Studies as a minor and learned Japanese.

“Well, I see.”

As I nodded, limping slightly, Utsumi, who was chatting excitedly with Himiko next to me, spoke.

“Moya, Moya, why do you feel different when you talk to us and when you talk to Mari?”

“Yes?”

“Is it because our Marie is so pretty?”

“Oh my.”

After hearing Utsumi’s words, Maria cupped one of her cheeks with her palm as if she was troubled.

Anyone could see that there was a clear intention to make fun of me, the only man in the group, but I couldn’t honestly refute it because I was hit right on the head.

“But I’m sorry. Even though our Marie looks like this, she’s actually a married woman with a child.”

What? Married woman?

It was only then that I noticed Maria’s left ring finger

I hadn’t noticed it until just now, but the diamond ring was clearly showing off its presence

“So, if you have a crush, it’s better to give up early, boy.”

Mr. Utsumi said that and drove a wedge into my budding love.