I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga chapter 154

August 10, 2017.

Friday at 8 am.

According to the usual schedule, it is time to eat breakfast at the store after morning workouts.

But I’m out of the house now.

Not voluntarily, but out of volition.

“Fufu, I’m relieved that Yuseong-kun will help you.”

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Maria, who was sitting next to me while driving the white mid-size sedan, said so.

“You said that you prepared all the clothes for me, but I don’t think it’s polite to say no…”

Then Maria smiled softly and said,

“When I saw the appearance in the drama The Blue, in which Yoosung had a cameo before, I thought of an aunt. That only Yooseong-kun could take on the role of King Baou.”

“The King Baou?”

I tilted my head at the first name I heard.

“Oh, you don’t know? It’s a character from The Last Fantasy 7, is it too old?”

I was shocked to hear that it was The Last Fantasy 7.

That’s probably because Last Fantasy 7 is a game that has been out for over 20 years.

“Anyway, the character was so tall and muscular, it was difficult to find a suitable person for the role.

First of all, I know well why you hired me.

But, why?

“Is Rika with you too?”

Then Rika, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly raised her head and said:

“Ryu-chan! I’m Mama’s watchdog today! Without me, Mama might go crazy!”

“Hey, how does he see his mother?”

I glanced at the two mothers and daughters arguing from a distance, then looked out the window.

It looked like it was going to be a gloomy day.

***

Comic Market.

Comiket for short.

Comic Market, one of the world’s largest doujin events, is held twice a year, in mid-August and late December.

The one that takes place in summer is called natsukomi, and the one that takes place in winter is called fuyukomi.

Here, c is the abbreviation for Comic Market, and the number 92 after it indicates the number of events held so far.

In other words, it is said that this Comiket will be held for the 92nd time in history.

Considering that it was held three times a year in the past and twice a year now, it was a part of how long its history was.

On the way to the Tokyo Big Sight, the venue of the c92, in Maria’s car, I read a rough explanation on the wiki site.

“How many days are we participating?”

“It’s the second day. Auntie was busy with work, so I only had time today.”

“okay.”

I was relieved that it wasn’t the third day.

This is because, according to the explanation of the wiki, the third day of Comiket is said to be the most crowded day among all the dates as most of the doujin booths are male-oriented.

When I imagined people gathering in a narrow building like bean sprouts, I felt like I was going to vomit.

From a position where I don’t like a lot of people, to be honest, if I had told them to wait from the beginning, I would have given up and went home.

Fortunately, however, cosplayers participating in the Comiket had one perk.

“Are you in advance?”

“That’s right. Cosplayers can use the locker room by pre-entering from 7:30 to 9:00, before the opening hours.”

“Oh oh….”

I feel like it’s kind of a dog thing.

Compared to regular participants waiting for hours outside, cosplayers can shorten that time considerably.

“Oh, we’re almost there.”

When I heard that, I turned my head.

Tokyo Big Sight seen in the distance.

The futuristic architecture, which looks like two pyramids on top of each other, was playing a role as a landmark in the surrounding area.

And the parking lot in front of it was full of people waiting to enter Comiket.

“Wow. So many people.”

Then, Maria smiled slightly.

“They say that the number of participants in the Comiket exceeds one million per year. It seems that almost 100,000 to 150,000 people come every day.”

Is it really the world’s largest doujin event? It was completely different from other events from the unit level.

Before long, the white sedan that Maria is driving enters into a paid parking lot around Tokyo Big Sight.

After skillfully parking, Maria said to me and Rika, who was sitting in the back seat.

“Come on, let’s get off.”

As soon as I heard that, I got out of the car and started stretching.

Because the large body was forcibly packed in the car, there was no numbness in the limbs.

It took about 30 minutes to get here from home.

After looking around and relaxing like that, what Maria took out of the trunk of her car was a travel suitcase that could only be seen at an airport.

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Maria took out three such suitcases and handed the handles to me and Rika one by one.

“Mama, what is this?”

“I prepared something for my daughter just in case you didn’t know. Of course, it’s a special order that my mother ordered from someone she knew.”

“Because I stopped cosplaying since middle school!”

“Oh, then Rika, are you going to stand in that long line by yourself?”

Saying so, Maria pointed to the long line at the Tokyo Big Sight parking lot on the other side of the road.

“Aww!”

Rika shut her mouth with an angry expression.

Even so, he doesn’t like to wait for hours to enter by himself.

“This is the first time! It’s all because Mama has to watch over Ryu-chan to make sure she doesn’t do anything strange!”

“Oh my gosh, she. Anyone who hears it will think she’s a really bad person.”

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Maria-san, who is flirtatious, and Rika, who fell for Maria-san’s tactics.

From an objective point of view, the winner was like Ms. Maria, but I decided not to mention it for the sake of peace between the two mothers.

“Come on, let’s go quickly. We need to go before it’s too late so we can finish our makeup on time.”

Saying that, Maria took the lead and started walking towards the crosswalk.

I hesitated as I looked at Rika, who seemed to be still in pain, and started to follow Maria to the crosswalk and drag the suitcase.

****

“Wow… so many people.”

When I saw it from afar, I thought it was amazing, but when I saw it up close, it was really crowded.

In particular, on the second day of Comiket, most of the participants who lined up were women, perhaps because they sell doujinshi focused on women and all users.

Of course, there were no men at all, but it seemed that the ratio was almost 7:3.

“This is still a small amount. Usually the third day is the most crowded.”

As I listened to Rika, who was walking next to me, I started to feel more and more like a magician.

We arrived at about 8:20, and it was almost an hour after the cosplayers started entering, so we were able to enter the changing room inside the building without waiting as long as we thought.

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Maria explained to me before entering the women’s locker room with Rika.

“If you change into the clothes inside and go out, the lady will do the makeup for you. And if you don’t know how to wear a wig, you can ask the people around you.”

“Ah yes.”

After reassuring them not to worry, I dragged the suitcase into the men’s locker room.

hot!

As soon as I entered the dressing room, the impression I felt was that the overall feeling was muggy.

I don’t know if it was because of the rain last night or because there were too many people in the small space, but I felt the heat like a sauna.

I started unpacking in the coin locker room in the corner.

First of all, I’m going to take a look at the costume of the person named Baou, the king of the monarch, that Maria mentioned.

I had only heard of it, because I had never seen what the real thing was like.

Rumble!

“……”

And I realized one thing later.

Being a character from a game 20 years ago means that her fashion sense is still there 20 years ago.

I was at a loss for words when I saw the shoulder pads boasting great thickness and length.

‘Wear this?’

***

After changing everything into the Baou costume that Maria had prepared, the quality of the clothes was no joke.

Is it still expensive?

The finish looks better than the clothes I usually wear.

Wear the red wig that came with the armor, and finally pose in front of the mirror while wearing a helmet with large horns.

Surprisingly it wasn’t bad.

No, it was great.

That was when I was so narcissistic.

“It’s King Baou-sama!”

“What quality!”

“Those huge muscles, did you train them for cosplay?”

People around me started talking to me.

However, unlike usual, his gaze was not fear or fear, but rather a mixture of envy and sympathy.

what? What happened?

That was when I was so confused.

“there…”

someone has spoken

I turned around to see what was going on, and a man with a black mask with a skull mark on his pink mohican head was standing with an awkward face.

“If it’s okay with you, can I take just one picture?”

“Yes? Oh, yes.”

I suddenly said it was okay, and the man, with great delight, held out his smartphone.

click! click!

Then, he bowed his head, saying thank you, and ran out of the dressing room as if he was running away.

‘This is true. what’s going on.’

It happened so quickly, I’m a little embarrassed.

But it didn’t feel too bad.

Is this why you cosplay?