What is it like to travel through cosplay?
Thank you for the invitation. I am in Yokohama and just got off the subway.
I couldn't get in touch with my gay friends in the group, and the agreed-upon comic exhibition venue was deserted. The wig and contact lenses are all real. Is that handsome man in the mirror me? !
This world is cold and ruthless, and only the sword in your hand brings a touch of warmth.
There's nothing that one shot of EX Curry Stick can't solve, and if so, two shots.
But...
Looking at the five black buildings standing not far away, where are they?
This is a story about a cosplayer becoming an old sword and traveling through time. Private buildings are like mountains, and landslides and ground cracks. It's a work that lets you let yourself go, there are bugs and there are OOCs.
Intention: cos save the world, hope to bring warmth
