[Crossover] After Cosplaying, My Friends and I Arrived in Yokohama

[Currently updating: "Reborn as the Heroine of an Angsty Novel, but with a Secret Identity and the Aura of a Domineering Protagonist"] Thanks for the invite. I, who cosplay as Dazai Osamu, transmigrated to Yokohama with my friends, who cosplay as Mangetsu, white-haired Kaneki, and Natsume Takashi. Every time I try to kill myself, my Mangetsu friend sticks me with needles, Kaneki hangs me up and beats me, or Natsume gives me a disapproving look. Me: ... One day, I took the medicine made by Dongfang Yu... Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya stared blankly and let out anguished howls like wailing ghosts. "Aaaah, there are so many little people! Don't come near me!!" "Don't climb on me! Climb on Dazai instead!" A red glow spread over Nakahara Chuuya's whole body as he flew up to the ceiling like Spider-Man. Dazai Osamu went even further. He grabbed a broom and leaped up, jabbing it at Nakahara Chuuya. His cheeks flushed pink as he let out a terrifying, "Heh heh heh." "Get down here. Get down!" "Quick, crawl along the skybridge and get on the slug. Remember to bring salt. Slugs hate salt the most!" Dazai Osamu tilted his head and scattered grains of salt into the air, sending a snowy shower drifting down everywhere. "Boohoo, don't throw salt on me. I'll melt." Nakahara Chuuya began to cry sadly. His cobalt-blue eyes shimmered, and rippling tears rolled down with gravity, dripping onto Dazai Osamu's face. He froze at once and stopped scattering salt. With a serious expression, he said to Nakahara Chuuya, "Then come down and I won't throw salt on you." "But there are so many little people down there. I'm scared," Nakahara Chuuya said miserably. CP: Nakahara Chuuya Third-person narration Advance warning: There will definitely be some out-of-character moments, since this is also a transmigrated Dazai. I'll do my best to keep everyone else in character! I'm terrible at writing blurbs, so please don't let it fool you. This is a serious novel! My next upcoming romance: "My Soul Split After I Transmigrated into a Book" So I transmigrated. Fine. And I transmigrated into a clichéd story about a real and fake heiress that I'd read before I died... Fine, I can live with that. I set my standards so low... couldn't I at least transmigrate properly?! Did you really have to make a mess of everything?! Jiang Fuqing lay in her swaddling clothes, staring dead-eyed at the nanny who carried her away and replaced her with another baby girl. Great, so now she'd become the real heiress heroine in a melodramatic novel, destined to endure a life of hardship and misfortune. She was sold into the mountains. Jiang Fuqing opened and closed her eyes, and her vision abruptly changed. She had become... a he! "Congratulations, Master! The young master is perfectly healthy!" "Ha ha! From now on, you'll be called Gu Yuebai. You're the only legitimate heir of the Gu family!" One second she was Jiang Fuqing (female), the next she was Gu Yuebai (male). So transmigrating into a book had split her soul in two. No, wait. Why did Gu Yuebai sound so familiar? Wasn't he the womanizing male lead of another power fantasy novel? If she remembered correctly, it was a formulaic story where the male lead's career took off after the spiritual qi revival, and he had countless beautiful women around him... She was completely blown away. So... if you're going to let me transmigrate, just let me transmigrate properly! Why turn it into a ridiculous mash-up? Reading guide: 1. The main story is in third person. 2. The spiritual qi revival should happen in the early-to-middle part of the novel. 3. This is a melodramatic novel where two universally adored people fall for each other, as seen by everyone else, but in reality they're both the same person. There's a little bit of selfcest, just a tiny bit. 4. ...To be decided later. Theme: Every moment, we are being saved...