I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

My name is Ryuji Sakamoto.

I am just a very ordinary high school student who turned 17 this year.

During the rare Golden Week holiday, I went to Egypt at the invitation of my parents, who are archaeologists.

But what awaited me there was the tomb of an unnamed pharaoh, discovered in the Valley of the Kings.

Resurrected mummies of warriors!

A fight for life!

What awaited me as I willingly jumped into the pit to protect my sibling from the trap set by vile tomb raiders was the ancient sarcophagus of a pharaoh.

In the secret room where the pharaoh’s sarcophagus was placed, as I pressed around the walls to find an escape, I accidentally touched a cat-headed ornament.

“Who dares to disturb my rest?”

A muscular ghost with brown skin and black hair suddenly appeared before my eyes.

The ghost turned out to be the pharaoh, the owner of this tomb. After hearing the entire story from me, he became furiously angry and asked to borrow my body.

Thus, by lending my body to the ghost of the pharaoh, I managed to defeat the tomb raiders and rescue my parents and younger sister, who had been captured by them.

However, unexpectedly, the ghost of the pharaoh clung to my body and followed me all the way to Japan.

‘In my era, a pharaoh was not only a king of a country but also the strongest warrior. Thousands of years have passed since then, so surely there must be many warriors now who could rival this body.’

He expressed his strong desire for competition, saying he wanted to fight the strong outside the tomb.

‘Sakamoto Ryuji! Make a contract with me! If you fulfill my wish, I promise you happiness after death!’

Overwhelmed, I inadvertently made a contract.

Thus, my peaceful daily life became a complete mess due to the sudden appearance of the pharaoh’s ghost.

I had a dream.

I didn’t remember the content well, but it was probably the memory of the pharaoh, not mine.

I was conducting a ritual in a place like an open oasis.

“…Pwa!“

Slowly, I opened my eyes to the faint sound of my younger sister’s voice and the sensation of my shoulder being shaken.

As usual, my younger sister Yuika, dressed in her school uniform, stood by my bed, looking down at me.

“Brother, if you don’t wake up quickly, you’ll be late again.”

“Just as your sister says. You are too lazy, my contractor.”

I looked at the brown-skinned pharaoh nodding next to my sister, then splashed my face with water and sat up, saying,

“…Thank you.”

It was the worst morning.

During Golden Week, I went on a three-night, five-day trip to Egypt to visit my parents and got entangled in an incident that resulted in the ghost of this pharaoh clinging to me.

Having forgotten his original name, this quirky pharaoh ghost, who asked to be called ‘Mahes,’ quickly adapted to modern society.

“Oh, living in a house worshiping cats, are all people of this era followers of the goddess Bastet?”

“Contractor, you cannot build a warrior’s body by being picky. Eat your vegetables regularly.”

“Don’t leave the laundry inside out, and separate it by color before putting it in the basket, Contractor.”

“Be quiet! Are you my mother or what?”

“Hmm, the grace of the Goddess Bastet is everywhere and also nowhere.”

I couldn’t describe how annoying it was to see him respond so nonchalantly with his arms crossed.

After quickly eating the breakfast prepared by my sister, I showered and hurriedly got ready for school.

Since Golden Week lasted a whopping nine days, it had been a full ten days since I had been to school.

The town where I lived, Chitose-Funabashi, was located in Setagaya.

It would take about 30 minutes by train to get to Minato Ward, where my school was, so I would inevitably end up being late if I didn’t leave home by around 7:10 AM.

Without time to dry my hair, I just toweled it off and left the house with Yuika, who was already prepared for school.

“The world really has improved. Chariots made of steel roam around, and humans can fly in the sky, even though they’re not gods.”

If it weren’t for the pharaoh’s ghost constantly following me, I would have thought I had perfectly regained my normal routine.

“Ryuji!”

Maiya, waiting at the station, spotted Yuika and me walking from a distance and waved her hand happily.

Seeing this, Mahes rubbed his chin and said in a sly voice, “Oh-ho.”

“Is she your woman, Contractor? Her wide hips and large chest suggest she would be good at bearing children.”

“Maiya and I are not in any sort of relationship, okay?!”

“Brother, why are you suddenly like this?”

Perhaps because Mahes was invisible to others, Yuika, walking beside me, tilted her head in confusion.

To an outsider, it must have looked like I was talking to myself, so I blushed and stammered out an excuse.

“Huh? Oh, it’s nothing. Maybe I just got some weird interference.”

“Pfft, what’s that?”

Fortunately, I managed to muddle through, but I should be careful not to make the same mistake in public.

After meeting up with my childhood friend Maiya at the station, we took the subway to Minato Ward, where my high school was located.

“Hello, Mr. Gorilla!”

“Who are you calling Gorilla?”

At the school gate, Mr. Matsuda, the sophomore class teacher and homeroom teacher of Class 2-B, dressed in a tracksuit, was inspecting the students’ uniforms.

“Sakamoto, Yaguchi, welcome.”

“Hello, sir. Your muscles look bigger than usual today.”

“Haha… You noticed? I took some intense training from a guy I know during the break.”

Saying this and striking a pose to emphasize his biceps, Mr. Matsuda quickly grabbed the neck of a first-year trying to sneak past without being noticed.

“Try to come early like this more often. Isn’t it nice to be early like today?”

“Ahaha, sorry about that.”

After I said that and bowed, passing through the school gate, Mahes, who had been silent, asked,

“Is that man a warrior? His muscles are extraordinary.”

“He’s just a teacher who likes to exercise. He’s thirty-six and still unmarried.”

“That is… sad.”

Upon hearing his age, Mahes covered his mouth with his palm, as if at a loss for words.

Given the average lifespan of ancient people, Mr. Matsuda was at an age where it wouldn’t have been surprising if he had grandchildren, not just children.

“Brother! See you in the evening then!”

“Okay.”

Since the middle school building was separate from the high school, we parted ways at the crossroads and entered the school building with Maiya.

Class 2-B.

Every time I saw that sign outside the classroom, it hardly felt real that it had already been a month since the new semester began.

The door creaked open…

As I opened the classroom door and entered, the first thing that caught my eye was the wide back of Kim Yu-seong, reminiscent of the Pacific Ocean.

Thinking to myself what a cool back he had, I went and sat in my seat by the window. Mahes, who had been leisurely watching the girls outside, turned to me with a serious look and shining eyes.

“Ryuji, who is that man?”

I realized his gaze was fixed on Kim Yu-seong sitting in the back by the window, and whispered back,

“That’s Kim Yu-seong, the strongest man in our academy.”

Initially, I had a bad impression of him due to the ominous rumors around the academy, but he turned out to be surprisingly nice in reality.

It was probably just people who didn’t know him well talking about his appearance.

Since he had been a big help when I went on a date with Karen from the next class, I personally had a favorable opinion of him.

Honestly, his stature was the kind that made me want to call him “Brother!”

He was like something straight out of an ’80s or ’90s gangster movie.

Hearing my explanation, Mahes crossed his arms and murmured with interest,

“To think there are men with this level of Twt-Ra in modern times.”

“Twt-Ra?”

“It’s an Egyptian term for the form of the sun or the sun’s energy. Among ancient Egyptians, the stronger this energy, the closer one was considered to be to Atum Ra.”

“But why Kim Yu-seong?”

Mahes then closed his eyes and replied,

“His Twt-Ra is equal to or greater than mine. Almost that of a great warrior.”

Hearing Mahes’s words, I looked at Kim Yu-seong anew with a renewed interest.

I knew he was strong, but to receive such an evaluation from this macho pharaoh who had knocked out twenty tomb raiders in a flash.

“I might win if we actually fought, but to find such a strong person in the modern era makes my heart already pound.”

“…Like I said before, please hold back for now. At least for two years until I finish my studies, I can’t grant your request.”

Then Mahes nodded and said,

“I am used to waiting. Do you think I just spent thousands of years in that tomb?”

“If that’s the case, good. I’m going to sleep. Wake me up when Mr. Matsuda comes.”

“Okay, understood.”

Relieved that I communicated surprisingly well with Mahes, the ancient pharaoh, I decided to take a nap before HR started.

…Honestly, up to this point, I hadn’t anticipated it.

Never would I have imagined that I would end up fighting Kim Yu-seong.