I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga Chapter 67: The Presence Is Different

With a jolt, I woke up to the feeling of the bus stopping, and the cityscape outside the window had completely changed.

I found myself sowhere on a hillside in the suburbs.

It seed we had arrived at the drama set.

Stretching my stiff shoulders, I looked around to see others busily preparing to disembark.

Since I had co with little on , I was the first to get off the bus while others bustled around.

Sigh.

The fresh air, so unlike anything in downtown Tokyo, filled my lungs deeply.

It was a world apart from the stuffy air inside the bus.

Uh young man? We need to get off too.

Oh, sorry.

I quickly stepped aside after hearing the voice from behind.

The lady standing at the bus stairs gave a quick nod and hurried off toward a temporary building.

The others did the sa, rushing to the drama set without making eye contact with , standing by the door.

Left alone, I discreetly followed them toward the set.

The Blue Academy Youth Apocalypse.

That was the na of the drama I was appearing in today as an extra.

After hearing from Rika that there was an original work, I looked it up when I got ho and discovered it was a hugely popular work about 10 years ago.

Of course, it was within the Scramble Love universe, so it was natural that I was unaware of this manga.

Since it had obviously been animated, I watched a few episodes online and morized so basic information.

It was just a bit of a part with maybe a line of dialogue, so it likely wouldnt be very useful.

Following the people from the sa bus, I was heading toward a waiting room at the corner of the set when I heard a familiar voice from afar.

Ah! Senior! Over here!

Minato Naoya, who had scouted for the extra role, was waving her hands happily.

Thanks to that, the attention of those around us was instantly drawn to .

After all, how many people on the filming set could be referred to as senior by an actress known as the nations little sister?

Extras and bit-part actors walking ahead cast curious glances my way, but I, the person in question, longed to disappear into a mouse hole.

Nevertheless, since she had greeted first, I couldnt ignore her, so I made my way over to her side.

Ah, is this the school senior Minato ntioned?

Yes! Its Kim Yu-seong, senior! Director!

As she spoke, Minato suddenly grasped my left arm.

I was startled by her abrupt action and attempted to step back, but the person she called the director chuckled heartily and clapped my shoulder just a beat sooner.

Hahaha! The photo doesnt do you justice! I really like it! As expected of Minato! She has a knack for this!

Puzzled by the situation, I glanced down at Minato beside , who was now slightly biting her tongue, and said,

The role youre playing today was originally intended for another actor, but they didnt quite match the directors vision. So when I thought of you, Senior, and showed him your photo, he insisted on casting you imdiately.

I had been completely unaware of such a backstory.

Feeling bewildered, I alternated my gaze between Minato and the director, then decided to inquire about sothing that had just crossed my mind.

Does the role Im playing today have any lines? Ive never acted before.

The director assured with confidence,

You just need to sit and deliver one line. In fact, a touch of awkwardness might even be preferable. It will add to the tense atmosphere.

Ah, okay.

Well, if he said it was fine, I suppose it was all right.

I decided not to dwell on it.

After exchanging greetings with both of them, I was about to make my way to the actors waiting room when the director called out to .

Wait a mont.

?

I turned around, curious about what he wanted, to find the director appraising thoughtfully.

You look better in that cap than I expected. The character didnt wear a cap originally, but it suits you.

He called over a passing staff mber and instructed them to bring a gakuran, pointing at .

Youve got so ti before your scene, so feel free to tour the set. If you tell the other staff that I, the director, have given permission, theyll understand.

Ah, thank you.

I thanked the director sincerely for his unexpected consideration.

I had heard that extras often waited a long ti during drama shoots.

Being able to fill that waiting ti was a great opportunity.

Honestly, how often does an ordinary person get to visit a drama set?

Getting 50,000 yen a day and being able to tour the set was clearly a win-win situation.

Just rember, no filming. I dont think you would since youre Minatos senior, but please be mindful of the sets security.

Yes.

Then, Senior, see you later~

With their farewell, I headed toward the waiting room where the other extras had gone.

The extras waiting room was made from a container.

It seed that, unlike the main actors, many of the extras were on their own and busily applying makeup for their respective roles.

Normally, with so many people, it would be noisy, but inside the container, it was quiet as a mouse.

This made it awkward to start a conversation, so I sat in a corner and fiddled with my phone until soone entered through the container door.

Who is Kim Yu-seong, the one playing the gang leader today?

Thats .

Creak!

As I stood up in response, everyone in the container turned their eyes toward .

Wondering if the chair had been that loud, I approached the staff mber standing by the container door with a bold expression.

The drama staff, looking surprised, handed the clothes and a hat they were holding.

Youre to wear this outfit today But are you really a high school student?

I nodded and accepted the outfit from the staff.

Should I show you my student ID?

Oh, no, thats fine.

The staff, shaking his head, asked to wear the clothes in advance and to wait, as I might be called at any ti.

I nodded and then changed into the clothes in a small changing room inside the container.

Expecting a typical gakuran, I was surprised to find it was a modified, long-coat style gakuran, reminiscent of sothing out of a 1980s manga.

With a student cap, anyone would look like they had just popped out of a manga.

It felt more like cosplay than a drama costu, but realizing that this was a Japanese drama based on a manga made sense.

Japanese live-action dramas often faithfully reproduce the original work, even if the result looks awkward.

Perhaps it was a relief that I didnt have to wear a wig.

Looking at myself in the full-length mirror, which only showed from the neck down, I adjusted the modified gakuran I was wearing for the first ti and carefully opened the changing room door to step out.

The inside of the container was as quiet as a mouse.

There seed to have been so conversation while I was in the changing room, but now it was quiet once again.

It seed to be because of , so I discretely decided to leave the area.

Having been granted permission by the director to tour the filming set, it wouldnt be fun to just sit and wait.

Yamada, now in his third year as an extra, had his own pride and dreams as an actor.

Although just an unknown newcor for now, he harbored the bold ambition to soday reach the pinnacle of the entertainnt industry.

With this in his heart, he diligently went from one broadcasting station to another every day.

However, a fellow extra, like him, was suddenly cut from his role.

Shocked, he called and learned that the director had unilaterally fired his friend for a better actor.

It was nothing less than an abuse of power, and Yamada wanted to confront this reality, but he felt helpless in the face of such harshness.

After all, he too could be cut from his role at any mont.

So he intended to see just how impressive this newcor, who had parachuted into the role he had coveted, truly was.

If the newcor proved to be unremarkable, he was determined to give him a lesson as a senior.

However, on the day of shooting, as Yamada boarded the bus with resolve, he was greeted by a colossal sothing.

The normally noisy commuter bus, filled with familiar faces, was now as silent as a graveyard.

It was all due to one man sitting quietly in the front seat, his eyes shut.

An overwhelming aura emanated from him.

Like a being from another species, a man with the dignity of a king dozed off, his baseball cap pulled down over his eyes.

In that instant, Yamada was convinced.

His friend hadnt been pushed out unjustly.

The role had simply found a more suitable successor.

Hey! Yamada! Sit down quickly! Youll wake him up!

Ah! Yes!

Regardless of the solemn resolve he had upon boarding the bus, he turned into a docile sheep, obediently finding his place in the fold.