Being the Younger Brother of a Cosplayer Is So Hard

Thanks for the invite. I was just sitting at home, but trouble still came flying my way. My name is Fujiwara Hanari, and I’m just an ordinary middle school student. My older brother, Fujiwara Rokuta, is a big name in the cosplay world. He spends all day at home “doing nothing productive,” and he drags me into it too. Anyway, while I was sleeping soundly, my brother hauled me out of bed and dressed me in a weird white outfit. He put on something pitch-black. Got it! We’re cosplaying the Black and White Impermanence! So my character should be: “Keep your distance. I don’t talk much.” After coming up with a set of rules, my brother and I set off for the convention. But we soon realized we seemed to have gotten lost in the world of anime. I stared at the cold, iron sword in my hand and wondered: How many episodes will I survive? (A collection of short stories. Cosplay characters currently planned: 1. Black Crane x Little Crane (Honmaru) 2. Cool, aloof Dazai x Divine Being Chuuya (Yokohama) 3. Professor Akutagawa x Little Cherry (Yokohama) [Major revisions. Filling in the short-story gaps.] Theme: Just have fun and enjoy yourself!