I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

Rather than saying that 'Zhongyuan Wenye' is the test-tube baby created by the same person, it is better to say that it is a replica of the same batch as that 'Zhongyuan Zhongye'.

Ability, height, personality, subconscious physical instincts.

If it hadn't been confirmed that there was no supernatural power and no plastic surgery on the face.

He even suspected that the two were the same person.

As for the reason why they came to this world one after another.

Dazai Osamu stretched out, put his cell phone into his windbreaker pocket, and turned around to enter the darkness.

No matter what their purpose is in approaching the Central Plains, they just need to transfer people away.

The saying that if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs, it doesn't apply to brainless slugs.

Especially when you are about to be abducted.

Dazai Osamu walked away gracefully, and Nakahara Chuuya sneezed unexpectedly.

"Which bastard is cursing me?" He muttered, raised his head and said to Qianji Kazumi: "Do you want to go back?"

There's no point in continuing anyway.

Qianji Kazumi hugged the person and sighed regretfully.

Why does Osamu Dazai always come out to ruin her good deeds?

She thought that next time, next time, that guy must be excluded.

But who knew that the next day, Zhongyuan Zhongye would fly abroad on a business trip.

Chiki Kazumi:......

If this was not intentional, she would never believe it.

Forget it, she thought, this time travel was not without its rewards.

At that time, Chiki Kazumi, who had returned to her own world with Ome, looked at the photo of Chuuya and Oome on her phone and smiled with satisfaction.

May you keep your original intention.

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Fujiwara Kei looked at her best friend rolling around on the big bed like crazy with dead eyes, letting out a crazy laugh.

Feeling helpless, I suggested to my best friend to have a look at his skull another day.

……

Megumi Fujiwara went to an ordinary high school, and her grades were neither good nor bad, average, and she was an unknown person in the classroom.

Although she had traveled through time twice and experienced an exciting time travel, following Chiki Kazumi throughout the entire journey was, to be honest, unreal.

After she came back, she was still herself, going to school step by step, nothing was different.

The school is preparing to hold a school festival recently, and preparations and rehearsals for various events have begun.

"It's better to come to the maid cafe."

"No, I think we could do opera."

"Then it's still a drama!"

Megumi Fujiwara sat quietly in the corner, flipping through a book, listening to the noise in her ears, and thinking about how long it would be until school was over.

"Fujiwara-san, what do you think?"

Ok?

Megumi Fujiwara didn't react at first to call her, but after being poked a few times by her deskmate, she realized that the monitor was asking her opinion.

She suddenly became nervous, "Ask me."

"Yes, what do Fujiwara-san think?"

The monitor is a girl with straight black hair and glasses. She has a pretty appearance and has always been popular in the class.

Fujiwara Megumi originally thought nothing happened to her, but now when asked, she had no idea what to say.

The squad leader pushed up his glasses and said, "I haven't thought about it well."

"No, a stage play...a stage play..." Megumi Fujiwara thought of cosplay and said this by accident.

"Stage play?" The squad leader was stunned, thought about it carefully, and laughed, "This is not bad."

"Then Fujiwara-san." With Megumi Fujiwara's blank expression, she said, "I beg you to join us."

……

Fujiwara Megumi had a look on her face, and was inexplicably added to the stage play.

The class monitor finally said considerately: "Don't worry, Fujiwara-san, we will give you the most relaxed role when the time comes."

Yes, this character is a dead body that doesn’t move, speak, or open its eyes.

Nothing could be easier.

Fujiwara Megumi, who refused and didn't know how to refuse, just watched the class leader summon a group of people to make costumes, props, and the most important script overnight.

Of course, the script had nothing to do with her, she was just a corpse used as a backdrop.

Is this a blessing in misfortune?

When it comes to communicating with others and acting in a script, Megumi Fujiwara admits that she doesn't have that ability.

But she was still very confident just standing or lying on the ground motionless.

Invite your best friends to watch the show on the day of the show.