--hyacinth

After hesitating again and again, she still pressed the OK button to change the keypad lock of the phone.

The black mobile phone screen showed his current appearance like a mirror under the sun, and his cheeks, which had not been too emotional for many years, were slightly hot because of the reflection at this moment.

Cherry blossoms bloom in late March, and she, who has been immersed in ramen shops and homes all year round, has also welcomed hobbies other than earning and saving money.

anime cosplay...

The cherry blossoms dancing with the wind all over the sky are not only the rights of TV or novels, the plot development of Two-dimensional animation is also inseparable from this pink scene.

Wearing a long trench coat in the shape of a tracksuit, she sat in a corner of a cherry blossom-focused park in Tokyo, waiting for her makeup to be applied.

The long red hair was tied in a hairnet and replaced by a black ponytail of varying lengths.The thick glasses on the bridge of the nose were also removed, and replaced with blue colored contact lenses that fit her vision.

Her skin, which was already a little fairer than ordinary people, only became paler with a light layer of powder. After the last layer of nude lip gloss was applied, she opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror on the side.

The girl in the mirror was the one I was most familiar with. Except for her paler skin and thick eyeliner, her entire face still looked normal. There was nothing wrong with her.

"Did Xinzijiang come here alone?"

The black-haired girl next to the seat who was also a member of the cos team put down the phone in her hand, looked at the girl who was alone in a daze and asked aloud.

It is impossible for a cosplay competition to be attended by only one person, whether it is her, the girl next to her asking if she is alone, or the other cosplayers under the parasol who are waiting to put on makeup, they are all the same as her team.

Therefore, the implication of the black-haired girl opposite was that she did not see her relatives and friends.

She nodded the corners of her mouth, pretending to be distressed for a while, and then lightened the corners of her mouth. The cold voice and her current makeup have the same meaning as the original.

"Well... my friends are all college students, and everyone has classes again on Monday, so I'm the only one participating in the competition."

"Hey~~~ Isn't that a pity? Feng Jiang's current outfit of Black Rock Shooter is so handsome~~~"

"Pfft——Asakawa-chan is the one, the black-clothed matao's appearance is super ~~~~ class kawaii."

"Really?"

"real."

Once the topic of girls is opened, it is difficult to stop it, not to mention that there are some familiar girls who like anime around.So after a while, she managed to get away amidst the noisy chatter.

With more than half an hour before the start of the game, she hesitated after washing her hands in the bathroom and found the mobile phone from her small bag.

With a few taps, a message is successfully sent.

TO: Yuta Asaba

Today, No. [-] Sakura Garden in Kakii Park has an anime cosplay competition, and viewers have the opportunity to win a cosplay figure of the champion of the competition.If you have time, you can take Yuxi and the others to have a look.

form: hyacinth

After several months of getting along, she can clearly understand each other's courses and schedule.She had checked the match list clearly before sending the email.Her team is the third to play, and each performance is limited to no more than 30 minutes.The time is now 9 o'clock in the morning, and when the other party arrives here after class at eleven o'clock, she can complete the task and escape successfully.As for the rest of the awards ceremony...that has nothing to do with her.

She planned everything silently in her heart and didn't notice the change of the number in the phone book. She was thinking about her perfect plan and she also forgot which bookstore someone often visited.

So when Asaba Yuki stood in front of the stage and received a text message, her plan had already failed.

Of course, now she doesn't know what will happen in the next few hours.So she took a few selfies with her mobile phone in a rare joyful mood.

The team she joined was formed by the store manager of the bookstore she often goes to. Without the club opportunity, she would naturally not miss this opportunity to get closer to Two-dimensional.So when she received a call from the manager of the bookstore a few weeks ago, she excitedly pulled a bunch of hair off Twelve's tail.

She usually focuses on working at the ramen shop, and she has never been to the so-called regular exchange activities of the other party. Anyway, the school club is not as strict, so she only goes to the bookstore on weekends when she is in a good mood.Of course, since she frequently met someone in the bookstore, she began to reduce the number of times she went to the bookstore.

Yuki Asaba, who received the email, naturally would not tell the girl that she had secretly changed the other party's phone book.Chasing a girl, how can it be done without some secrets and special means.

Asaba Yuki, who has kept in his mind a series of crimes that the other party has committed since childhood, such as duplicity, duplicity, etc., naturally knows that the girl will send him... brother a message today.After all, it is still hard to find two-dimensional friends who share a common aesthetic.

As the ultimate black-bellied boss in the manga, Yuki-kun Asaba could not have only such a message. If he didn't change the phone book and the girl didn't send him... Brother, then such an important opportunity would be missed.

Therefore, the manager of the bookstore, who had never appeared before, played an important role at this moment.

"That, Asaha-kun?" As an adult who has experienced the ups and downs of society, the store manager standing at the cash register can naturally understand what the meaning of the boy's small eyes every time he comes to the bookstore, although sometimes the other party just He was debating whether to buy this book or not, and his eyes were wandering around, but this did not affect his deduction.

"Seeing that Asaba-kun comes to the store to read comics every time, he must be quite familiar with the activities in the store."

The boy took the book bag and prepared to leave.

"Nobuko-chan, I also participated in this event~~~"

After careful observation, the store manager, who knew the boy's temperament, pushed his glasses, and his tone was full of treachery waiting for the other party to take the bait.

"What do you want me to do?"

Sure enough, the teenager who was about to leave stopped after hearing his own words.

"Although I like your appearance very much, it's a pity that we only need girls to participate in this event."

He bent his fingers and knocked slowly and rhythmically on the table a few times. Under the increasingly impatient eyes of the boy opposite, the head of the store opened his mouth slowly.

"Recently, the employees in the store should have resigned due to family problems."

One sentence simply and powerfully clarified his intentions, Asaha Yuta shook the bag used to hold the books in his hand, then glanced at the other party with an "absolutely impossible" look, and raised his feet to leave.

"For Shinko-chan, the time to come to the bookstore is regular~~~"

One sentence awakened the dreamer, Yuki Asaba stopped, turned around and looked at the man behind him thoughtfully.

"make a deal."

The girl who was still holding her mobile phone in the bathroom to cheer herself up didn't know that she had been betrayed time and time again by her unreliable teammates. She was immersed in the joy of role-playing, but she didn't realize that there was a phone in the front corner of the stage until she came on stage. The teenager who kept taking pictures of her with his mobile phone.

The performances, which often lasted no more than 10 minutes, came to an end quickly.She was going to escape according to her plan, and she also embarked on the journey home as she wished...

... It's no wonder that I can get my wish! ! !

As a coser, as a coser with scantily clad clothes, it is normal for fans to ask for photos and autographs after a performance.So when she got off the stage, all kinds of nerds and nerds with posters about Heiyan ran over like crazy in an instant.

According to the character setting, besides a windbreaker, she has a relatively conservative black bra inside.On the legs is a pair of short black leather pants, and a pair of black knee-high leather boots also adds a handsome style to the whole character performance.

She, who has always been afraid of crowded places, panicked after seeing such a battle.Some fans who were running fast had gathered around her and other cosplayers at the moment, unlike the others who wore less clothes, she could vaguely feel the warm fingers walking on her waist in the crowd.

Realizing that she had been eaten by a fan, she instantly felt a sore stomach. Resisting the desire to vomit, she endured the last bit of her temper and kept a smiling expression on her face.

——No, I feel so nauseous! ! !

Seeing that she didn't respond, the fingers wandering around her waist became more daring, and finally when the fan who was in charge of taking pictures on the opposite side shouted "It's started--", ​​that hand directly pressed on her buttocks.There were too many people around her so it was not easy for her to have an attack. After feeling the changes in her body, her face turned black instantly.The anxious feeling that had been suppressed in my heart also rose with the other party's irregular movements.

——No, if you lose your temper here, people will find out that you are sick.

Thinking of enduring it for a while, she had already forgotten the escape plan she made originally, and her white fingers were tightly pinching the suspected medicine bottle in the small bag in a corner where no one could see.

"Sorry, I borrowed this coser—"

The palm resting on her buttocks was opened with brute force, and a light coffee-colored overcoat was directly wrapped around her body under the shout of "what are you doing!" from the man beside her.

The clothes that were still slightly warm instantly warmed her exposed skin that was frozen stiff.The unwavering tone also allowed her to instantly guess who the man behind her was who she rescued.

——Oops, I dawdled for too long and forgot the time.

Not knowing the truth of the matter, she thought that she had dawdled for so long that she could not leave when the other party rushed to the event site after class.

Fortunately, under the strong protection of the young man behind her, no one dared to harass her. After calming down and dismissing the fans with a few words, she leaned on the man and quickly left the event scene.

It wasn't until she walked out of the park that she stopped acting like a little bird.Taking off the clothes on her body and returning them to the boy behind her, she bowed towards him with gratitude on her face.

"Thank you for your help."

With different hair color and different eye color, she wants to rely on her heavy makeup at the moment to hide it. Anyway, she didn't say in the text message that she will appear on the stage. If you pay attention to the wording, the other party will probably put it down with "I can't help but admit the wrong person——" I left by myself.

Facts have proved that her idea is very good, but it is not enough in front of the teenager who already knows everything.

Asaba Yuki, who had been sullen and silent all the time, saw the girl on the opposite side bowed to him and said thank you, then turned around and was about to leave. Under the depression, he was a little helpless towards the other party's self-deceiving attitude.

"How do you plan to go back?"

The girl who wanted to pretend that she didn't know her obviously lacked IQ, so she answered without any doubt after receiving her question.

"Of course I went back by tram."

"Use the current image to make a tram?"

The girl who looked herself up and down carefully looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong with this look?"

Yuki Asaba, who was completely desperate for the other party's IQ, reached out and wrapped her clothes around the other party's body again, then stopped a taxi that wanted to drive by herself, and stuffed the girl in her arms into it.

"Wait, Yuxi, aren't you going to watch the rest of the show?"

Yuki Asaba, who turned around and sat in the passenger seat, glanced at the girl huddled behind her through the rearview mirror.

"Ah? Do you recognize me now, Xinzi-chan~~~"

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