I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga chapter 23

An eventful weekend has passed, and Monday has arrived as always.

When I opened the back door and entered the classroom in Class 2-B, the window seat was empty.

The main character, Ryuji Sakamoto, didn’t seem to have gone to school yet.

“hi.”

As I put my suitcase down and sat down at my seat, Satoru in the front seat spoke to me.

“Did you hear? There was a duo duo that made a name for themselves in the first year, but they said that they suddenly went through the transfer procedures this morning.”

“In first grade?”

“Yeah. I don’t know what it is, but after going out for a while on the weekend, I came back home and locked myself in my room and said that I didn’t want to go to school.”

I had a guess, but I pretended not to know and listened to what Satoru had to say.

“Your parents suspected school violence and came to the office in the morning to make a fuss, but that makes sense. In the end, they said that they went home bravely.”

“There must be a reason. The reason they can’t tell.”

“Isn’t that right? If you’ve always had a bad demeanor, you’ll probably have a lot of relationships you want.”

Satoru shrugged his shoulders as he concluded that.

I opened the latest issue of JUMP, which I bought at a convenience store this morning, thinking that it was all self-inflicted.

***

The first class on Monday morning was everyday English.

This class was led by Mizuki Nanae, the burden of our class, and it was popular because the class focused on basic English conversation rather than focusing on grammar.

This is a very practical class, considering that there are people who have studied English for over 10 years in elementary, middle and high school, but cannot speak properly when they meet foreigners.

“Which of this and this is cheaper?”

She speaks fluently first, followed by the students immediately afterward.

“Left apples are $5 cheaper than right bananas”

In the middle of class, I gently shook Rika’s shoulder, who was sleeping with a book in front of her head.

Then Rika raised her head.

“What’s going on? Ryu-chan?”

“The teacher just looked at you.”

Then Rika hurriedly wiped the saliva from her lips, opened the page I gave her, and began to copy it like a parrot.

Then the teacher’s gaze disappears.

After reading one English passage, Mizuki-sensei looked around the class.

“Then… today is the 24th, so would the person sitting in the back seat 24 read the next passage?”

Number 24 in our class was Satoru Momochi.

And the person behind it is me.

“That’s me.”

I was bewildered by the unexpected designation, but I pretended to be determined and stood up with my textbook.

Druck!

Then, the gaze naturally gathers.

Since I was seated at the back of the class, some of them turned slightly to sit.

After turning the pages, I started reading the English passages.

“I’m James from England. I came to experience Japanese culture. Can you recommend a good place?”

Immediately after, Mizuki-sensei suddenly asked me a question.

“Well, then what’s the right answer for this?”

After a moment’s pause, I answered with a combination of words on the fly in my head.

“I personally recommend Osaka because it is a place that is visited by many foreigners and has abundant tourism resources such as Kyoto, Nara, and Kobe.”

Then the classroom became quiet for a moment.

One beat later, Mizuki-sensei said with hastily applause.

“Good job! That’s the perfect answer!”

Then the classmates responded and started clapping together.

I bowed my head slightly and sat down again.

After that, Mizuki-sensei continued the class for another 10 minutes, and ended the class at the same time as the bell rang during the break.

Well. Next time is history.

The fact that the teacher and the homeroom teacher are conducting the first and second periods side by side is a class schedule where you can feel a lot of malice, even if you don’t know who made it.

***

From https://noblemtl.com

Mizuki Nanae is a fresh new teacher who turns 24 this year.

Immediately after graduating from a local university, she moved to Tokyo with a big dream, and it was here that she immediately found a job at Ichijo Academy.

The deviation is quite high, so it is a prestigious school in Tokyo, and she herself had only graduated from high school for only 6 years, so it was nice to feel a strange nostalgia.

“Nice to meet you! My name is Mizuki Nanae!”

I can’t forget the memory of the first time I greeted my teachers in the office.

And, as a teacher, it was the first class I took on the burden.

Of course, it had a special meaning for her as well.

Over the years, she might gradually get used to accepting new students and letting old ones go, but for now, at least, she is the only class in her class.

However, until the beginning of the semester, Mizuki, a new teacher who was full of dreams and passion, was faced with one big problem.

no different,

One of the students is too scared.

***

From https://noblemtl.com

Mizuki hated Mondays.

This is because the class is only held once a week, but once you enter the class, you will be able to make eye contact with the child that stands out unconditionally.

Commonly known as ‘Ichijo Academy’s strongest man’, Kim Yoo-seong.

He was so tall that he couldn’t believe he was a high school student, with a muscular body and a blunt face.

He was like a king born from the beginning to rule the weak in the world.

As a teacher, I have to say that I shouldn’t do that, that I should treat all children equally, and even if I go into class over and over again, those promises quickly disappear when our eyes meet.

Still, rumors spread about him that he was a descendant of the assassination right at the end of the century, fought with the bikers at a 50:1 ratio, or was a talented person the Yakuza was aiming for, so I felt even more heinous.

I consulted about this with the class teacher, Matsuda-sensei, but Matsuda-sensei said while avoiding her gaze.

‘The guy gives up. I gave up the map as much as that guy.’

Because of his fiery temper, a tiger-like face, and a gorilla-like body, he is so problematic that he even gives up on the role of the 2nd year student head.

Even more so, she had no choice but to fear Kim Yoo-sung.

And the incident happened without any foreshadowing.

***

From https://noblemtl.com

Monday, April 24, 1st class.

Everyday life English class that goes on every day.

From https://noblemtl.com

Mizuki was walking around the school table to avoid eye contact with Kim Yoo-sung as much as possible, reading English prints.

“Which of this and this is cheaper?”

When she sings the choir, children who speak hard, even if their pronunciation is poor.

I read the following sentence with pride in my heart.

“Left apples are $5 cheaper than right bananas”

As the class was in full swing, she realized that Kishimoto, who was sitting in the back seat, was sleeping with his upper body covered with a book.

I wanted to come closer and wake her up, but I couldn’t because Kim Yoo-seong was sitting next to her.

So while memorizing the English fingerprint, I glanced at her, and it seemed that he noticed Kim Yoo-sung’s gaze.

‘Hey! Our eyes met!’

While she was screaming in surprise, unexpectedly, Kim Yu-seong woke up Kishimoto, who was sleeping next to him, to join her class.

At his completely different behavior than expected, Mizuki thought, ‘Isn’t he supposed to be surprisingly kind, contrary to the ugly rumors?’

Her inner intimacy with Kim Yu-seong has risen slightly, and she has gained confidence and decided to proceed with the next class.

“Then… today is the 24th, so would the person sitting in the back seat 24 read the next passage?”

As she looked around the classroom, she spit out the words without much thought.

But it was Kim Yoo-sung who responded to those words.

Druck!

The sound of a chair being pulled out was unusually loud.

“That’s me.”

Come to think of it, this was the first time I heard his voice.

As he, who is far above the average height of a Japanese, got up from his seat, the eyes of the classmates naturally turned to the back.

Kim Yoo-seong, holding a textbook in one hand, glanced down and read the part she pointed out.

“I’m James from England. I came to experience Japanese culture. Can you recommend a good place?”

‘What’s your voice? .’

The overwhelming charisma is felt in the heavy bass, as if the throb of a stomach is resonating.

Still, his English pronunciation was fluent like a foreign actor, and he had no bad habits.

From https://noblemtl.com

Maybe it’s because he’s Korean.

This is because Japanese people grow up in contact with Japanese-styled English from an early age, so they cannot easily change that habit even as an adult.

“Well, then what’s the right answer for this?”

He stuttered a bit because he was nervous, but he was proud of himself for asking a good question.

“I personally recommend Osaka because it is a place that is visited by many foreigners and has abundant tourism resources such as Kyoto, Nara, and Kobe.”

When he had finished answering all the answers, the whole class fell into a strange silence.

“hot.”

From https://noblemtl.com

Mizuki, who was the first to come to his senses, hurriedly clapped to indicate that he did a good job.

At that moment, Kim Yu-seong bowed his head slightly and sat down again.

From https://noblemtl.com

Mizuki, who was instantly captivated by his voice, shook his head and lashed out at himself.

‘Wake! Nana! You are a teacher and I am a student!’

Hearing only his voice on the subject he was afraid of until recently, he was terrified, and it was really stupid.

After she had regained her sanity by whipping herself, she finished her class.

Two days later, without knowing that a greater ordeal awaited them.