I Want to Escape This Planet After Transmigrating as a Cosplayer

*The silly comedy novel in the same series, Cosplaying My Way to the Top, is also open for follows. Hope you'll check it out!* I was just an ordinary member of my university's anime club. During a regular club activity, my childhood friend and I cosplayed together, and somehow opened a door to another dimension. Why do other people transmigrate while cosplaying with a dazzling, high-status entrance, while my childhood friend and I just face-planted like a couple of idiots?! I angrily scrambled to my feet in my black suit coat, helped my starry-eyed friend up, and looked around. Help! Somebody help! This is a disaster! Why are we surrounded by people?! Wait, those buildings look kind of familiar... Uh, this... this is... Isn't that the five buildings at the Port?! Isn't that the five-yen god from Noragami?! Isn't that a sword tsukumogami?! I must have wandered onto the wrong set! 2021.12.29 Just messing around (?) A cliche cosplay-transmigration story - Coming soon: Chuuya, the God of Calamity, Doesn't Want to Work, He Just Wants to Run Away When the being called Chuuya Nakahara was transferred from a cold laboratory into the warm embrace of humanity, he opened his eyes in a daze. It was a sky of the deepest blue. - As a well-behaved young man who embodied the five virtues and four beauties, Chuuya always kept his family's teachings close to heart. He looked forward to life and stayed healthy and positive. Even when his childhood friend was clubbed into a bespectacled child by a mysterious man in black. Even when an online friend was caught in a terrorist attack by an unknown organization, with bullets littering the ground. Even when a friend was surrounded by bizarre monsters baring their claws. Even when a silver-haired guy pointed a gun at his head... Wait, isn't that taking it too far? Chuuya looked up in confusion under the thirty-degree sun, and asked while his childhood friend stared in shock, "Hey, mister, aren't you hot dressed up like that?" - After leaving the laboratory, dark red gravity and firearms became Chuuya's toys. His bedtime stories were poems softly recited by his black-haired guardian. His daily exercise was close-combat training with his blond guardian. His preschool education consisted of all kinds of lessons taught by both guardians. Living up to everyone's expectations, Chuuya grew into an excellent freelancer, freely soaring through the world alongside the silver-haired guy he'd picked up. Blond Guardian: Hold on, I was raising Chuuya like an ordinary person! Black-haired Guardian: Maybe think about what you actually taught him before you say that? Theme: A hundred ways to live in peace and contentment