I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga Chapter 100: Yuika Sakamoto

Ding-ding!

As soon as the sound ca from the entrance door, we all turned our heads simultaneously.

In a mont of silence, quickly making a decision, Sakamoto was the first to move.

Ill handle the entrance!

He threw down the pro controller he was holding and ran towards the entrance.

A cover was needed since the living room was imdiately visible after the short hallway at the entrance.

I caught the controller falling to the floor and quickly ended the ga, while Satoru hurriedly turned off the TV with the remote control.

All this took about five seconds.

It was truly fantastic teamwork.

Huh? Brother? Why are you at the entrance?

Ah~ I ca out to et you since it seed like you were here.

Really?

Sakamoto, who excellently played the role of a cover, glanced at us.

When Satoru gave a thumbs up as an ok sign, Sakamoto also turned his hand behind his back and gave a thumbs up as well.

It felt like a strange bond had ford between us.

Brother, whos at ho?

Oh? Ah, so friends from class ca to hang out.

No wonder youre doing things you dont usually do.

The girl who entered naturally conversing with Sakamoto had orange hair tied in half twin tails, similar to Sakamoto.

When she t my eyes, she slightly bowed her head with a surprised expression.

Hello.

Fortunately, she didnt seem to be scared.

Probably because we t on the subway last ti.

Yuika, Im here too!

As Satoru waved his hand cheerfully, saying that, Sakamotos younger sister put her hand on her waist and spoke as if it were ridiculous.

Brother, just stop it already.

Whats with this difference in treatnt?!

Thats because you always teach my brother weird stuff!

Thats honestly slander!

You even secretly brought those naughty magazines last ti!

Now, now, both of you, dont do this here

Brother (You), stay out of this!

Sakamoto

I didnt know that he was in a position where he was secretly mistreated.

Sakamoto Yuika.

In the fading mories, before I possessed this body, I still vividly rembered her overall appearance and na.

This was because Sakamoto Yuika was unmistakably one of the main heroines of Scramble Love.

She was a super popular character, having ranked third in the latest popularity poll.

One might wonder how a sister could be a heroine, but in Japanese love cody, it was rarer for a sister not to be a heroine.

Whether she was a biological or step-sister.

It was probably to appeal to otakus shouting for sister moe, but honestly, in these love codies, the sisters would end up with the loser ending unless the writer goes crazy.

At least, that was how it had been in all the love codies Id seen.

Brother, really! Eating only snacks again! Ill cut so fruit for you, so just wait a bit!

Yuika said this and put down her school bag, then began searching in the kitchen refrigerator.

Seeing this, I comnted,

Shes a good sister.

Then Sakamoto wiped under his nose with his index finger and said,

Shes too good for . It would be nice if she didnt act too much like a mom all the ti.

Then Satoru looked at Sakamoto as if he was a swindler.

Again, always complaining. If my sister did that, Id be bowing and treating her like royalty, man.

Satomi? Satomi is well-behaved, right?

Thats just an act she puts on in front of you. At ho, shes like a completely different gorilla.

As Satoru grumbled in a cross-legged position, Yuika, who was cutting fruit in the kitchen, shouted out,

Brother! If you keep this up, Ill tell Satomi next week, okay?

Satoru quickly shut his mouth, looking sheepish.

Apparently, their sisters seed to know each other.

Watching them, I asked the two,

When did you two first et?

Then Sakamoto looked up and muttered,

Well Was it in the first year of middle school?

Satoru, who was beside him, added,

We were in the sa class in the 1st and 2nd years. At the beginning of the term, we were just acquaintances, but then this guy saved from so delinquents extorting , and weve been best friends since then.

Ah, right. That happened.

Did you forget?

It was quite a long ti ago. Im surprised you rember that.

Actually, its weird that you dont!

Satoru shouted this and looked at as if he wanted to join in scolding Sakamoto, but I pretended not to notice and asked sothing else.

Why did you choose to go to the distant Ichijo Academy, Sakamoto? There are plenty of high schools around here.

Then Sakamoto, eating potato chips, answered,

Ah, my parents are archaeologists and often go on overseas business trips. So I needed a guardian, and it just so happened that soone we knew was at that academy, so I ended up relying on them.

Indeed, wasnt this a setting worthy of a love cody protagonist?

It was such an exemplary case that I couldnt help but admire it inwardly.

While trying to dig up information about Sakamoto, who had been a close yet distant figure, Yuika erged from the kitchen with a plate of cut fruits, apparently finished.

What are you three doing here, looking all gloomy?

Oh, we were just reminiscing. Kim seems quite curious about our relationship.

Yuika, who had placed a fruit plate on the table, looked squarely in the eye and suddenly asked,

Brother, are you the son of the Korean restaurant owner near the housing area here?

Huh?

I was montarily stunned by her unexpected and direct question.

Sakamoto was equally surprised.

Yuika, did you know about Kim?

Yuika then looked at Sakamoto with a look of disbelief and said,

Rember, we went to eat together after the winter vacation two years ago. He was working there at that ti, brother. Was it around Christmas?

She even rembered the date.

I never expected her to still rember sothing from two years ago.

Her mory was indeed extraordinary.

Really? We t before?

I had no choice but to pretend ignorance in response to Sakamotos question.

Im not sure. We get so many custors at the store.

Then Yuika, biting into an apple she had cut, said,

Your face looks similar, but your body has changed so much. I honestly didnt recognize you at first. What happened over these two years?

I gave a wry smile upon hearing her words.

Ive just been working out a bit more.

It might sound like a lie, but it was true.

We, eating the fruits cut by Yuika in the living room, took the remaining snacks and entered Sakamotos room.

Of course, for a perfect cri, we also brought in the ga console from the living room.

Whew, I thought we were caught.

Like a bomb disposal squad, Satoru carefully removed the chip of the Bakuyu Hyper Action ga and wiped his forehead, murmuring.

Sakamoto, standing next to him, nodded in agreent with his arms crossed.

Id rather be caught watching porn than this. Its kind of embarrassing.

It was a ga that was embarrassing no matter where you played it.

Definitely not the kind of ga you could proudly say, Hey, I play this!

Anyway, since Yuika, Sakamotos sister, had taken over the living room TV, all we could do was play in his room.

Here, a cushion.

Ah, thanks.

I sat down on the cushion Sakamoto handed and looked around.

Sakamotos room, like any other high school boys, had a simple layout with a desk filled with various manga and textbooks, a bed, and a wardrobe with a cabinet.

The difference from a Korean high school students room was the lack of a personal computer.

In Japan, it was not unusual not to have a computer at ho, so many people first encounter computers when they go to university.

They even had to learn how to type from scratch.

anwhile, Satoru, as if he were in his own ho, jumped onto Sakamotos bed and asked,

But when does Yuika have her vacation? Is her academic schedule different from ours?

Her middle school seems to have it next Tuesday. They said sothing about lacking the number of class days for the first sester.

As he answered and tilted his drink, Sakamoto accidentally spilled it on his clothes, panicking and quickly reaching out.

Ugh! Tissue! Tissue!

Hearing that, I stood up.

Tissue? Where?

Its on top of the cabinet!

My limited view had obscured it, but then I noticed the tissue box on top of the cabinet.

Thump!

Not sure how many he needed, I lifted the entire box of tissues, then felt sothing touch the back of my hand and looked down.

Next to the tissue box was a decorative object shaped like a cats head, which seed to have touched .

Here it is huh?

As I turned around saying that, I suddenly lost my words.

Because behind Sakamoto, who was flustered by the spilled drink on his clothes, floated a man with black skin.