I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

Chapter 120: Swimsuit Party Kim Yu-seong

Chapter 120: Swimsuit Party Kim Yu-seong

“Sorry! Have you been waiting long?”

We all turned our heads in unison upon hearing that voice.

And there unfolded a scene one might call a man’s ideal paradise.

Chest, wall, chest, chest, chest.

Five girls, who had changed into swimsuits in their rooms, were walking in a line.

First was Sasha.

Sasha, with her long, model-like limbs, was wearing a black competitive swimsuit with a design that revealed much of her back.

The tight fit accentuated her figure, capturing the gazes of many men.

Like Rika, she was in a bikini, but with a cute design emphasized by frills.

Even so, perhaps feeling shy about her skin exposure, she wore a white parka over her frilly pink swimsuit.

Third was Rika.

Inheriting heavily from her mother, Maria, Rika had a typical Western figure.

Her hourglass figure, with curves in all the right places, was not something you could easily find.

The prominent chest that was noticeable even in her uniform seemed even more pronounced in her green string bikini.

Fourth was the Class President.

She wore a white bikini, giving off an aura of pure innocence.

Her hair, usually braided into two, was now thickly braided into one, and she appeared without her glasses, possibly wearing contact lenses instead.

Honestly, it was quite unfamiliar.

Because, in my mind, the Class President was always wearing glasses.

That wasn’t to say she wasn’t pretty.

Rather, she was ordinarily beautiful.

Lastly, Yaguchi.

True to her reputation as the most well-endowed in our class, her explosive proportions wrapped in a checkered swimsuit and short shorts were nothing short of dynamite.

The green headband she always wore, which she seemed to have taken off for fear of getting it wet, appeared to have been a seal on her beauty.

With her brown hair tied back with a hair tie instead of a headband, her white nape, usually not exposed to sunlight, was particularly pale.

Gulp.

Someone swallowed hard.

Such a sight must be poison to high school boys in the prime of their youth.

Even Ryuji, usually stoic, blushed, indicating that the average level of attractiveness in our group was indeed high.

Sasha was the first among the five to speak up.

“How is it? Kim Yu-seong. My perfect body.”

As she said this, she struck various model poses, which, frankly speaking, were quite provocative given her figure.

“Me, I won’t lose out either!”

Not to be outdone, Rika, a former reader model herself, crossed her arms under her chest and struck a sexy pose.

Contrary to her usual silly image, her serious expression gave off an exotic vibe.

Watching the two, Karen covered her chest with her hands, going, “Kyu!”

…Sorry for calling you a wall. It’s not like you have nothing there.

Anyway, knowing what the two wanted to hear, I nodded and said,

“Both of you look beautiful.”

Their faces broke into wide, pleased smiles at that.

Indeed, complimenting a woman’s appearance seemed to be the right answer in any situation.

Meanwhile, Yaguchi, who was actively appealing to Ryuji, asked with a slightly reddened face, not as brazen as the other two,

“How about me?”

Ryuji, avoiding eye contact, answered,

“Yeah, um, it suits you well.”

“…Thank you.”

Yaguchi then blushed and bowed her head deeply.

It was truly a scene of youth.

Satoru, who had been watching us from the side, exclaimed,

“Real-life nerds explode! No, die!!”

Sorry, Satoru.

This is because you’re unpopular.

Despite a brief commotion due to Satoru’s jealousy, we left the guesthouse to enjoy the summer beach right in front.

Being quite close to Tokyo and due to the holiday season, Onjuku Beach was bustling with people.

It was literally a sea of people.

Bare-skinned beauties and hunks were enjoying their radiant youth.

And Satoru, fully twisted with envy, broke away from the group, determined to find a girlfriend this summer, even out of spite.

He went off to hunt alone.

His determination was so great that Ryuji and I couldn’t hold him back.

He’d probably return on his own before lunch, I guess.

We planted the parasol we borrowed from Yaguchi’s relative on the sandy beach, laid a rubber mat underneath, and placed our belongings on it.

Actually, our “luggage” was nothing more than drinks, water, and some cash.

We left everything else at the guesthouse, so we didn’t have to worry about losing anything.

“We’re planning to play beach volleyball now. What about you guys?”

Hearing that, I looked around at our group.

Originally, with 8 of us, we could have split evenly, but with Satoru rushing off to hunt, we were down to 7.

That inevitably meant a 3:4 split, and whichever side I joined, the game balance seemed off.

So, with a heavy heart, I waved my hand.

“I’ll watch our stuff. Honestly, it would be unfair if I joined.”

Still, 3:3 would be a fair balance.

Ryuji was as strong as I was, but the opposing team had Sasha and Karen, both physically strong, so they wouldn’t lose easily.

“Are you sure it’s okay, coming all the way to the beach?”

“Really, it’s fine. Otherwise, Ryuji can switch with me after a game.”

My suggestion seemed plausible enough, and the girls, convinced, split into two teams and began playing beach volleyball.

Sitting in the perfect spot with the best view, I watched contentedly as the ball bounced on the mat.

“Karen’s going for it!”

“Oh! Leave it to me!”

“Wow! Hit one for me!”

As expected, Sasha and Karen displayed a perfect combination.

Normally, they would bicker, but in the game, their hearts seemed to align better than anyone else’s.

Sasha provided the serve and receive, and Karen went for powerful spikes, targeting the weakness in the opposing team, the Class President.

In fact, their team also had a weakness in Rika, but it seemed she played better than the completely unathletic Class President.

Though both teams were fairly matched, seeing their performance indicated that they weren’t completely devoid of athletic ability.

In a closely fought match with a tight score, Ryuji’s team eventually lost 13:15.

Ryuji, graciously accepting defeat, agreed to go and buy ice cream for everyone.

The team members suggested going together, but he refused, saying that, as a man, he should go and come back by himself.

Thanks to that, the remaining five of us took a break, sitting and resting while Ryuji went to buy ice cream from a shop by the beach.

Although the distance between the beach volleyball court and the parasol was quite far, so I couldn’t hear what they were saying, their laughter suggested they were having a fun conversation.

I was watching them pleasantly from under the parasol when it happened.

Two blonde, tanned delinquents, looking like they’d stepped out of a painting, were approaching the girls from our class.

“Whoa? Cute girls spotted! DAZE!”

“…Bro, isn’t it about time to stop talking like that? It’s honestly embarrassing to be seen with you.”

“Shut up. It’s not like I enjoy it. It’s a trend in our industry these days, so I’m just following.”

“That trend’s been over for years now.”

“Fine, dude.”

The one called ‘bro’ grumbled and took off his sunglasses, placing them on his head.

This transformed him into a blonde, tanned delinquent, but it didn’t feel out of place.

“I like that blonde over there. Who do you want to hang out with?”

“I prefer the redhead.”

“…Is that your type?”

“Wait! Don’t get me wrong! It’s just because my first girlfriend was flat-chested!”

“Okay, let’s go with that.”

“No, really!”

The two were chatting amiably, letting their imaginations soar.

If things went well, this summer might not be so lonely…

“Wait a minute.”

“Yes?”

At the sound of a deep, heavy voice from behind, both men turned their heads simultaneously.

There stood a ‘monster’.

A hulking figure whose muscles seemed capable of easily folding a human spine in half.

Recognizing him as someone from their own line of work, the blonde delinquent tried to smooth things over with conversation.

“Um, did you call us for some reason?”

He asked in a much more polite manner than his usual arrogant tone.

No wonder, for he realized as soon as their eyes met.

The man standing before them was, quite literally, on a different level as a male.

Looking down at the two, the muscular giant said,

“Leave while I’m asking nicely.”

It was just one sentence, but it carried undeniable power.

“Yes! Thank you for your concern!”

The blonde, tanned delinquent bowed several times before quickly changing direction and leaving with his accomplice.

Kim Yu-seong felt a sense of pride in having single-handedly preserved the peace for the five of them and returned to his original spot under the parasol.