I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

The moment Atsushi Nakajima opened the door, his hair stood on end, and the alarm bell in his brain kept sounding the alarm.

He froze at the door holding the box lunch he bought.

"T-Mr. Dazai...?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him and smiled, "It's Atsushi-kun." His eyes moved to his arms, "Has my rice arrived? Bring it over."

"..." Atsushi Nakajima felt even colder.

He didn't dare to get close for a moment.

Edogawa still said lazily: "Send it over, Dazai is just stimulated, not to the point of killing."

Really... Atsushi Nakajima had a cold sweat on his forehead, these words did not make him feel safe at all!

By the way, what inspired Mr. Dazai?

"What's wrong, Atsushi-kun, I'm very hungry." His tone remained unchanged, his smile remained unchanged, and Nakajima Atsushi thought he was saying: What's wrong, Atsushi-kun, if you don't come over now, I'll kill you - a sense of déjà vu!

"Okay! Mr. Dazai!" He rushed to Dazai Osamu's side in three steps with tears in his eyes, bowed sharply, and raised the strawberry milk he bought in addition to the lunch box above his head, "Please enjoy!"

This service attitude is comparable to that of an emperor.

Kunikida rubbed his temples alone, not knowing where to start complaining, "This guy Dazai knows how to scare newcomers."

"I'm a little curious." Ranbu said suddenly, holding up the blue transparent marble.

"What?" Kunikida didn't understand what he meant.

Green eyes looked at Dazai Osamu through the blue marbles. Edogawa Ranpo said curiously: "I wonder what the kitten did that made Dazai so unbelievable."

and so……

Who is the kitten you are talking about?

Kunikida was confused and had a headache.

……

Time goes back a few minutes.

Wearing the cat ears and maid outfit she was forced to wear, Megumi Fujiwara sat on the bed quite frustrated, staring at the unscrupulous doctor in front of her with resentment in her eyes.

The latter had a look on his face and his eyes were shining as he held up his mobile phone to record the video.

From time to time he shouted: "Awesome! This is how it feels!"

"Chuuya, open your legs a little."

"Lean your waist back and raise your head!"

Fujiwara Megumi did as he was told. His raised face looked particularly white and transparent in the sunlight, and his eyes seemed to be filled with light.

Her feet were on the bed sheet, and her long, slender white legs were slightly bent, revealing her white thighs under the skirt.

Qianji Kazumi couldn't help but touch it, "Chuuya's legs are so white."

Megumi Fujiwara, who was ticklish, shrank and said, "Don't touch it."

"Oh?" Qianji Kazumi blinked, and suddenly stood up and placed the phone that was still recording the video in a higher position to ensure that the two people on the bed could be fully recorded.

Looking at his movements, Fujiwara Megumi suddenly had a bad premonition and said cautiously: "What are you doing?!"

My bestie is going to cause trouble.

Especially when I want to drag him out of Comic Con.

"What do I want to do?" Chiki Kazumi deliberately lowered her voice and laughed softly, "Zhongya is so cute, of course I want to play."

Such good editing material! If you don’t play it, you won’t be sorry for this time travel! !

Chiaki and Mei were on fire.

It took a while before Fujiwara Megumi understood the meaning of his words, and said blankly, "You..." Seriously?

When at home, not only cosplay, but also my best friend often likes to role play, but most of the time he has convulsions alone, and Megumi Fujiwara can't say his shameful lines.

Apparently, the two of them traveled through time, and he looked like Chuuya Nakahara, and was spotted by his best friend.

He could already imagine that if this was really filmed and he went back to edit it and upload it to the platform, his best friend might become popular.

Oh, maybe even this nerd like him will become famous.

The title is: A highly restored cosplay of a certain person and cosplayer Mori passionately performs maid py!

horrible!terrible!

He shook his head rapidly, determined not to accompany his frantic best friend in a live-action movie.

He used his hands and feet to run out of bed, but was pulled back by the cat's tail. He exclaimed, almost choked by the sudden extra weight on his body.

"Get up! I won't play with you!"

He pushed his best friend's chest, only to have his cat ears slapped. He pinched his earlobes and softly comforted her, "Be good, Zhongya is a good boy."

"I'm not!"

"Don't be shy, how about calling me daddy at this time." Someone said his self-written lines very professionally.

"Ha... don't touch me..." Fujiwara Megumi, who was pressed under her, was about to cry without tears. Her best friend knew very well where he was ticklish!

While he was busy blocking the other person's tickling hand, he heard his best friend say ambiguously: "Since you were a child, there is nothing about you that I haven't seen, huh?"

nonsense! We are both girls, we even take a bath together, of course we have seen each other!

"Let's go... let's go..." The orange-haired boy, who was out of breath and couldn't even speak completely, glared at his best friend. It was really hard not to laugh.

Qianji Kazumi temporarily added, "Or do you want Dazai Osamu to touch you?"

Fujiwara Megumi:? ? ?

What does this have to do with Osamu Dazai?

Oh, his bestie was having sex with both of them, and she firmly believed that they were having an affair.

The problem is, "Dazai...I don't know..." he said intermittently, pushing his best friend's face hard, not even bothering to tickle him.

"Dazai..." Qianji Kazumi thought of Zai in those double-black fandoms without Nakahara Chuuya, and her tone couldn't help but gloat, "A person who is confused in the darkness, but loses the light that holds him, will probably collapse. Bar."

Whoever lets fan Zai always chase his wife in the crematorium has no place to sympathize with him.

"Hikari?... Dazai..." When Fujiwara Megumi was at a loss and didn't know what his best friend was talking about, the other party began to read his lines again, and said affectionately: "It doesn't matter Chuuya, you just need to have me. You You can only see my figure in your eyes."

Fujiwara Megumi was stunned for a moment by the lethality of the decadent-looking uncle reciting third-rate vulgar lines at you.

"Chongya, call daddy.

"dad……"

……

hum-

After coming out of the port, Zhongyuan Zhongya picked up his cell phone that had been vibrating since just now, "Hello?"

"Chuuya."

Dazai Osamu's very recognizable voice came from the phone, "Dr. Mori is a big pervert!"

The phone hung up——

Nakahara Chuya: ...

are you crazy!