I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga-Chapter 244: But He’s A Man

Swimsuit judging.

In front of an unexpectedly strong foe, Sakamoto Ryuji fell into a panic.

‘What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?’

It’s a shame to have made it to the finals, but should I withdraw now?

As various negative thoughts swirled in his mind, Ryuji nervously bit his nails, and Chiaki, possessing his body, yelled.

“Get a grip! Ryuji! You’re not the kind of guy who would kneel at this minor obstacle!”

“…But there’s no way out.”

If it was just hiding with clothes, that was one thing, but when it came to wearing a swimsuit that revealed skin and figure, there were areas that couldn’t be hidden.

As he naturally lowered his gaze, Chiaki, sharing the view, momentarily held her breath.

Perhaps she, too, couldn’t think of a counterargument.

Just as Ryuji’s thoughts were leaning towards withdrawal, Chiaki suddenly shouted.

“Wait! There’s one way.”

“One way?”

“It’s to increase my possession rate beyond where it is now. I’m keeping it at 30% because I’m worried it’ll put a strain on your body, but if we break that threshold, your size will significantly reduce.”

“…Is there any side effect to this?”

“If it’s just for a brief moment, it should be fine. After all, you’ll only be exposing your bare body during the swimsuit judging, right? It should definitely be okay.”

The more he heard, the more he felt like he was sinking into a quagmire.

To give up a man’s pride for just 50,000 yen?

Besides, if he split it with Chiaki, winning would only get him 25,000 yen.

“Can’t I just withdraw? Honestly, I’m feeling a bit pressured even now…”

“Absolutely not! Have you already forgotten the promise you made to me?! And think about the new games coming out next month!”

“……”

A multitude of AAA games flashed through his mind.

Although his parents send him living expenses every month, after spending it all, buying even one new game with his allowance was a stretch.

With 25,000 yen, he could buy at least two or even three if he gets them used…

“Ah! Seriously! If you win, you can take 30,000 yen!”

“Alright, I’ll give it my all.”

Sakamoto Ryuji was surprisingly weak when it came to money.

And now.

“Contestant number 18! Ryuko!”

“……”

They say people always repeat the same mistakes.

When he finally stood before everyone, Ryuji wanted to beat the past version of himself to a pulp.

“Ryuji? What are you doing? You need to move forward.”

Snapping out of it at Chiaki’s voice echoing in his mind, Ryuji timidly moved forward to the stage.

Before him were the gazes of countless audience members.

“Wow… so pretty…”

“Poor thing…”

“I heard she’s in 2nd year; which class is she in?”

Especially the lewd gazes of male students, as if they were undressing him with their eyes, made even the oblivious Ryuji react.

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‘Girls have to live with this kind of gaze all the time.’

Shivers ran down Ryuji’s spine, and he shuddered, looking over at Satoru standing next to him.

Worrying that Satoru, being a close friend, might recognize him, he glanced over, but it seemed unnecessary.

“Alright! Ryuko, may I ask you a question first?”

“Ah, yes!”

The voice was not his own.

Due to an excess of female hormones, his voice had become delicate and truly feminine.

“Despite this being a swimsuit judging, you’re all bundled up. Is there a reason for that?”

“Uh? Well…”

Taken aback by the sudden question, Ryuji stared at Satoru with a confused expression.

He thought Satoru was asking because he had something up his sleeve.

As expected, Satoru grinned and stared at him.

Feeling as if he was being played by Satoru’s intentions, Ryuji couldn’t start by swearing as he usually would, so he forced a smile and trembled as he replied.

“Because I’m embarrassed…”

This elicited a huge cheer from the audience.

“So cute!!”

“Let’s go out!!”

“Ryuko! Ryuko! Ryuko!”

The cheers made Ryuji’s head spin, and he internally asked Chiaki.

‘Is this the scene you wished for, Chiaki?’

In response, Chiaki, also possessing Ryuji’s body, realized this was too much and quickly apologized.

‘Sorry.’

Anyway, if a man draws a sword, he must slice something.

Ryuji couldn’t keep hiding the swimsuit with the jacket forever, so he boldly pulled it off.

Ziiing!

As the securely sealed zipper came down, the pure white frilled swimsuit hidden inside was revealed.

Delicate shoulders, a collarbone, and a modest but well-defined chest.

The slim waist and the shyly revealed belly button exuded an innocent charm.

It felt like this was what Chiaki would have looked like had she grown up.

Thanks to the skirt-style pareo Ryuji wore as a final act of defiance, his lower body remained covered.

In that moment, he was undoubtedly a beautiful girl that anyone would admire, but from his perspective, it was a source of self-loathing.

It wasn’t something he could boast about, being so well-suited for cross-dressing.

Putting aside all pride, Ryuji vowed to give Satoru a good beating after this contest, as he watched Satoru look at him with a sly grin.

Contestant number 18, Ryuko.

While her name was written down without any context to indicate whether it was her real name or a pseudonym, the girl, who seemed to be a newcomer in her second yea,r captured the audience’s attention, monopolizing their adoration throughout the interview.

What was surprising was that she garnered attention not just from the male students but also from the female students, whose hearts were subtly stirred by her occasionally down-to-earth demeanor amid her very feminine appearance.

After Ryuko’s turn passed, the interviews for the finalists continued.

“What is your favorite food, Karen?”

“Ramen! I mean, macarons.”

“Sasha, do you have any pets?”

“I don’t have any here in Japan, but back home, I have about three pet bears.”

“Senior Fuma, what are your measurements—kuah!”

“It seems you want to die, Junior.”

Thanks to Satoru’s adept pacing, the interview time, which could have easily become boring, maintained a lively atmosphere throughout.

As the nine finalists finished their interviews in succession, the voting from the audience finally came to a close.

“Now! The votes are being counted! Please hold on a moment longer for the results; we hope you stay tuned!”

A brief break.

While the votes were being tallied, I decided to take a quick trip to the restroom.

I had been holding it for a while, sitting at the judge’s table.

As I headed towards the restroom near the auditorium, seeing it crowded, I deliberately chose to use the faculty restroom located a bit farther away.

Typically off-limits to students, this restroom was accessible to anyone during events but was in a corner of the school where few people go.

“As expected.”

As expected, the faculty restroom was empty, so I was about to unbuckle my belt and stand at the urinal when—

Grrr!

Clunk!

With the sound of water flushing behind me, someone opened the restroom door and stepped out.

“?”

“?”

I locked eyes with the person coming out.

Normally, I would have thought nothing of it.

But the problem was that the person standing in front of me was Ryuko, contestant number 18.

“Uh? Eek? Eeh?”

It seemed she was just as flustered, throwing in a strange interjection while looking around before asking me.

“Isn’t this the women’s restroom?”

I quickly pulled up my pants and answered.

“It’s clearly the men’s restroom.”

“Right? Ahaha…”

With a dry laugh, Ryuko scratched the back of her head before immediately bowing.

“I’m so sorry!”

And then she tried to flee immediately.

But perhaps she was too rushed.

Swoosh!

The knot of the pareo wrapped around her lower body came undone and fell down.

It seemed that the knot hadn’t been tightly secured because she had just used the restroom.

“Ah.”

As the pareo fell to the bathroom floor, it no longer served as a barrier, and I froze momentarily at the sight of Ryuko’s ‘groin.’

‘Why is that bulging?’

“Please! Keep it a secret!”

Ryuko, the mysterious contestant who claimed to be in her second year but whose identity no one knew.

The revelation that she was actually Ryuji in disguise was so cliché that it almost felt fitting for a love comedy.

Anyway, since there was still time until the results were announced, Ryuji and I moved to a more secluded area and began to talk in uncomfortable silence.

“Why did you do this?”

Why would he go to such lengths to deceive everyone and enter a beauty contest?

It was a thought that no ordinary person would have.

Realizing how ridiculous it was, Ryuji answered shyly, like someone who had committed a crime.

“…I was tempted by the prize money.”

“You fool.”

I expected there would be some complex circumstances, but he gave up his pride as a man just for prize money?

Seeing my disbelief, Ryuji blushed and exclaimed.

“I can’t help it! It’s against school rules to have a job, so I’m always short on pocket money!”

Seeing him like that stirred my protective instincts.

But he’s a man.

I repeated in my mind that the beautiful girl before me was Ryuji and asked him again.

“As your friend, how about you withdraw now? If you get found out, it won’t just be embarrassing.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why?”

“If I give up now, what about all the effort I put in until now?!”

“Your dark history?”

“Gwaaaah!”

With the merciless fact attack, Ryuji screamed.