[Pairing undecided; the main story is told in third person]
My name is Mochizuki Yayoi. I wanted to try the legendary cosplay transmigration with my childhood friend, Kurono Kiyokazu. And yes, we did transmigrate, both of us... But why was I, dressed in ordinary clothes and without a penny to my name, the one who transmigrated first, while my childhood friend only came through two days later in cosplay?
How is a frail, penniless sixteen-year-old boy, used to a peaceful everyday life, supposed to fend for himself in nuclear-bombed Yokohama? No matter how you look at it, it's incredibly difficult!
P.S. The original characters belong to Asagiri-sensei. Any OOC characters are the work of this helplessly bad-at-writing-blurbs author. Any other issues in the story can be attributed to a parallel world, hehe~
(P.P.S., hidden at the very end: Mochizuki means full moon, Yayoi means new life, and Kurono is made by plucking two characters from somewhere. Add a month to Kiyokazu and take a look. Well, that should be a pretty obvious hint, right?)
Theme: This is where a coward finds peace
Then when Zhuma comes, won't it be two Dazai?
Not bad(*??╰╯`?)?