I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

A few days later, Chiki Kazumi appeared at Megumi Fujiwara's school.

She wore simple clothes, a white short top, black cropped pants, and her long brown hair was tied into a ponytail, swaying behind her as she walked.

Walking on campus, I suddenly felt a little bit young and youthful in my heart.

Moreover, looking at the students dressed up in various costumes gave Chiki Kazumi the illusion that she was at a comic exhibition.

She looked amused and had no idea that she had caused a commotion.

"Wow, look over there, is she a senior from our school? She's very good-looking."

"So tall."

"It's really beautiful! He is the Lord Sesshomaru in my mind."

"Sassy and handsome, with a good temperament."

"She's looking over here!"

The last cry was so urgent that Qianji Kazumi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and look over there.

After realizing it was a few girls, he raised his hand, waved, and smiled as a greeting.

She has the same iris-colored eyes as Dazai Osamu, but she looks much gentler and more approachable than Dazai Osamu. She is smiling at the moment, giving people a feeling of being amazed by time.

'ah! ’ After she left, several girls screamed with excitement.

"It looks better when you smile."

"Yeah, yeah, it took my breath away."

Qianji and Mei walked around and finally found the location of the stage play that Xiao Qingmei mentioned.

She walked through the crowd and found a seat in the audience.

Just in time, the drama is about to begin.

……

Backstage, Megumi Fujiwara, who had already changed her clothes and fixed her hair, had a stiff face, wide eyes, and watched motionlessly as the senior sister in charge of applying makeup enthusiastically took out ketchup and smeared it on her face a few times. leftover……

That's totally called splashing over.

The whole body smells like tomatoes.

Some of it dripped to the ground, but imagine how much weight it has.

All her clothes were soaked, and before she could move in discomfort, the monitor started shouting.

"Fujiwara-san, are you okay over there? We are about to start. Please come on stage and lie down."

"Okay, okay, we're done." The senior sister who put on makeup responded, while neatly pulling Fujiwara Megumi, who was so intoxicated by ketchup, that the stage was dark and the curtain hadn't been raised yet. People just walked towards the stage.

Megumi Fujiwara struggled twice before being pulled to a position. The senior urged: "Lie down quickly. This is your position. Come on, Fujiwara-senpai. You can perform well. I believe in you."

She patted the school girl who was covered in tomato smell, turned around and walked off the stage, leaving Fujiwara Megumi staring expressionlessly into the darkness. When she heard a series of applause from the audience, she immediately fell to the ground in panic and closed her eyes.

You can clearly hear the curtain being pulled up and the applause getting louder and louder.

Until the first sentence of the narration came down, the applause was almost non-existent.

There were footsteps coming onto the stage.

"Ah~ Sheer!"

This painful call made Fujiwara Megumi couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

Why am I suddenly feeling like Romeo and Juliet?

Because she was playing the role of a corpse on a backdrop, Megumi Fujiwara didn't know the content of the script.

Little did she know that she was lying alone on the floor, and the two people in front of her began to look at each other in great pain.

The male student who played Fuhe Shi'er was facing the class monitor with superb acting skills, and his acting soul was on fire at this moment.

His eyes seemed to be staring at the girl in front of him, and he seemed to be filled with complicated and unspeakable emotions as he spoke her name in a low voice.

"Glass."

In the audience, Qianji Kazumi leaned back on her chair and guessed what they were going to perform.

Looking at Xiao Qingmei's corpse-lying posture, there were two people who were looking at each other without words.

Sure enough, it's going to be a cursed version of you chasing her and escaping, she's on the run.

She can guess almost everything about the plot. For example, Xiao Qingmei, who was lying dead, was killed by [Shi Er], and the crime scene was discovered by [Glass]. The two may be ex-lovers or current lovers.

Qingmei has a good relationship with [Glass], and there is a high probability that [Enlightenment] will appear in the characters she plays.

It may develop into a plot where [Glass] stops [Satoru] from killing [Shi'er], and the result is that all three of them will be in pain.

The premise is that this [Satoru] likes the heroine.

On the stage, Fuheshier told the news that someone offered money to kill the six eyes of the magic world. Unexpectedly, it was not him, but another person.

"Then you attack him!"

"You obviously know..."

"I obviously know that he is Xia You——"

The squad leader's trembling voice made Megumi Fujiwara, who was still lying in the corpse, praise him, but isn't this script a bit bloody?

The sharp-eyed black-haired man glanced at the young man's figure lying in a pool of blood. The junior high school uniform had been stained with blood, and his cheeks were covered with sporadic blood stains. His usual round-cropped hairstyle was also broken up and soaked in blood. The earring on the left side was soaked in blood. It was also dyed a dark red.

very common.

No different than anyone who has died in the past.

If I have to say it, it may be that the rare magic spirit manipulation technique is more regrettable.

Something unexpected happened suddenly. Glass, who was still blaming him, became alert and turned his eyes to the young man.

The Curse Spirit who had just appeared on the stage had not yet spoken his lines, and their simple and unpretentious stage turned into a barren mountain. The hero and heroine who had just appeared were inexplicably missing.

Classmate Curse Spirit:? ? ?

The only person still present was Megumi Fujiwara, a member of their class who spoke very little and was very transparent.

He was so anxious that he wanted to push her forward and ask her what was going on.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was silent for two seconds. What happened to this claw?

Damn it!

He won't really become a curse spirit!

He opened his mouth and shouted, and the words came out as ying ying yang.

grass! Which cursed spirit talks like this!

He smashed his jar and squeezed next to the motionless boy, thinking in horror that he had become like this, Fujiwara-san wouldn't just die!

Lowering his head, the huge body of the curse spirit gradually covered the blood-stained young man. Before he could hear his heartbeat, a sense of danger rushed to his forehead and made him crawl away from the area.

Hey!

This was the second time he couldn't help but swear.

But when he saw the white-haired man slowly landing on the ground, he started to tremble all over.

tell me.

This horse riding——isn’t it Gojo Satoru!