[Contains lots of authorial liberties + cosplayers never get exposed (here, “getting exposed” means being found out by the locals)]
[The crossover worlds currently planned are a certain time-traveling army resistance group, a certain religious technical college, and a certain clam seafood company]
The XXX Cosplay Club took commissions as usual. After three hours of haggling with the consciousness of another world, the club leader finally settled on a “vacation-level” job.
Everyone changed into elaborate costumes, equipped themselves with identity cards, and looked over the script. Then they all fell silent.
The leader smiled reassuringly. “Relax, we’re just going on vacation. It’ll be a breeze!”
The members, A through E, stared at words like “corruption,” “blade-body modification,” “Black Goat,” and “being forced to kill every night” and fell into thought.
This was supposed to be a holiday. Why did the script feel so wrong?
In the corner of the contract, the world consciousness quietly noted: This mission may include raising sword warriors, inner-citadel training and sparring, and a grand showcase of the native sword warriors’ baffling behavior...
The leader quietly took all the credit. “It’s a vacation, so of course we’re going to have fun!”
The club members later: ...Why on earth did we believe your nonsense back then?!
Cute divider
In this story, you’ll find:
A former government inspector who has now fallen into darkness and become an S-rank wanted criminal: the short-legged chrysanthemum cat
The blade-machine director who seems the most normal but is actually the sickest and most obsessive
The bead who must keep killing people because of his passive ability to bring on the third watch of the night
The Black Goat’s Tea-Maru doppelganger, who can’t leave the citadel and no longer drinks tea
The immortal doll Little Rose, whom a terrible examiner modified into a shorter sword
The succubus-like Kasen Mama, cursed with a sigil that makes him constantly absorb spiritual energy, yet who still has no more than three months to live
The relatively most normal (?) cheerful big boy, Yagen
And all sorts of other things, and so on _(:з"∠)_
[This story is mainly the author's writing practice. It's mostly everyday life, but even the author doesn't know what it'll turn into.]
[There will definitely be OOC. This story is just for fun.]
Announcement
* Now available as a paid novel
* Formerly titled “The XXX Cosplay Club Is Dedicated to Making You Happy”
* Thank you so much for all your lovely readers' support! Love you all! (Finger hearts. Manual JPG.)
Theme: Live for yourself
Which anime is Demon King II from?
Does the leader have omniscience? It means that you can know a lot of information at a glance and can quickly deduce what will happen next (like a prophecy). Ability like Fumino's Edogawa Ranpo? (Just an example, it doesn't mean ky 🙏 🙏) It's hard to guess the abilities of the deputy team and it's hard to summarize (I can't guess [picking my brain] [picking my brain]
Did he just stay and be stabbed by an honest man? Actually, hahahahahaha
When I saw Sharaku, I also thought of the pen master. Now that you have mentioned it, I am not sure whether we are talking about the same one.
And self-hypnosis pretend play Your team is indeed a group of gods (perhaps in a complimentary sense)
This plate of vinegar is a bit scary This is how the character of the deputy team was developed... Alas...
I wish you all the best in finding a great and suitable job! Your writing is great. I love your writing.
It's not just two hours (ºº )
Uh, what is Liboli? [Changed]
Who stole the house under my nose 🐶