I'm a cosplayer
I got transmigrated into a little Inumaki.
In this world without cursed energy, I discovered that my ability no longer had any limits.
I've evolved~ Whatever I say comes true. I've become the real deal, with words that reshape reality.
Hehehe~
Wouldn't that be amazing~
What?! Someone says I'm a transcendent?
That's right, it's me. I'm the coolest kid around, come worship me!
What? The Port Mafia boss, that lolicon, wants to recruit me?
And he'll punish me if I refuse?
Hahaha, come on, then! Come at me, and I'll knock every last tooth out of your mouth~
You'll be whistling through the gaps~
Aren't you so intimidating~
Hahahahaha~
What fun~
I've been punished...
That damn boss actually sent a walking BUG after me. How despicable! That bandage-wrapped freak, I'll get my revenge someday!
Huh? Wait a minute.
Now that I think about it, he's immune to my ability. Doesn't that mean I can say whatever I want around him~
Oh my god! I'm such a chatterbox, I was about to burst from holding it all in. Heaven must have sent him to save me.
Bandage Freak! Don't come over here, I'll come to you~
One day, a certain bandage freak gazed at the rippling river, wanting to experience the sensation of suffocation for the first time in ages. Then a sweep kick took him down, and with a thud, he landed face-first in the dirt.
Bandage Freak: "..."
Inumaki: "Wait before you jump. I've got a serious urge to talk, so listen to me first~"
Bandage Freak: "No, I'm going to jump in the river."
Inumaki: "No, you don't want to."
Bandage Freak: "I do..."
Inumaki: "Shut up! Listen to me!"
Bandage Freak: "..."
And so...
"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."
What kind of fly is this supposed to be??
If he could choose how to die,
he wouldn't want to be talked to death...
The main story is in third person. I'll probably revise the blurb later, but for now, here's the general idea.
Theme: Just have fun~
