[This story will go premium on September 9, 2022. I'll drop a ten-thousand-word update then, qw.]
Things in the author's real life have been a complete mess, so updates have been irregular lately. You don't need to keep waiting around for this story...
Hi, I'm Jiayiru. I only went to buy a bottle of cola after the convention, and somehow my two hopeless teammates and I transmigrated.
I know cosplayers transmigrating isn't exactly rare anymore, but that doesn't mean I really thought it would happen to me one day. I'm seriously not sure the three of us are going to survive.
It's not for any particular reason. It's just that all three of us are at least a little socially anxious...
"Sorry, sir, but we don't have bubble tea here," said the weird-banged guy working at the cafe to a certain 28-year-old teacher.
The socially terrifying Geto-kun.
"I'm going to die if I have to face unfamiliar people in this unfamiliar world!!!" The white-haired guy in sunglasses, about to be dragged off to do an impromptu street performance, clung to a utility pole beside him.
The socially anxious Gojo-kun.
"I won't socialize first unless I'm forced to. There's a difference between not being able to and not wanting to, okay?"
"I really want to put on my hell-filter glasses and go up to the Grim Reaper with a 'Go roll in the washing machine' right now."
The bouncing-back-and-forth Shoko-chan.
[Reading Warnings]
1. A new writer here. The logic is dead, and the prose is bad.
2. The cosplayer versions of Gojo and Geto are a couple. All other pairings follow the original.
3. The three cosplayers are all based on real people.
4. The timeline is chaotic.
5. The characters belong to the original work. Any out-of-character behavior is mine.
Theme: The world is beautiful. There's nothing to be afraid of.
Damn it, second creation does not mean being created for the second time in a fic. I finally forgot about Sakura's plot. I came to the fic to escape from the curse, but I can be hit accurately. It's too dark and scary in this dirty adult world (endless thoughts)
? It's so strange, why would this Glassman trust Rotten Orange so much to do the tasks they issued? Everyone knows that Rotten Orange has killed so many people by giving tasks to the High School. How could they just go to work as coolies so easily? Are you just trying to get fooled by yourself? And then be controlled by brainiacs or rotten oranges? This article itself has not been updated for a long time, but now I finally updated it. The change here is so sudden. It's not that I can't do the tasks, but I accepted the tasks of Rotten Orange without questioning. Emmmmm
I know the idea, but looking at the logic, I hope Jie and Wu have the whole story, otherwise they will be fooled even though they have a guide. . . You are just working for the world, what are you trying to do with your life?
(Wriggling darkly in the manuscript storage box) Who ate the teacher's manuscript (squirming repeatedly) Who (screaming darkly) Did you eat the manuscript (grabbing the collar) Tell me, was it you (staring hard) What? Not you? (Very confused) Who ate the teacher's manuscript? (Continues to squirm)
Teacher, are you coming back for dinner? [Changed]
How come our glass is not from Huaiyu (angry)
No, if we dig further, Mr. Mori will have no corner left! Who will hold up the building if it collapses?
Dirty adults hahahahaha
Oh thank you, this dark and dirty adult world!
What the hell, what plot?????????