I Cosplayed as Double Black, Got Stuck with the Wrong Character Setting, and Started a Corporate Drone Life on the Conan Set. Is Something Off?

[Abandoned, please avoid. The outline is on the last page.]

A Dazai cosplayer stole the author’s pen and decided to write the story himself.

So this is a little story about a “Dazai” who is nothing like Osamu Dazai,

and a “Chuya” who is nothing like Chuya Nakahara.

[A sunshiney, gentle, slightly goofy Dazai cosplayer who keeps getting bullied because of his character]

and

[A straightforward, reliable, slightly slow-on-the-uptake, 197-centimeter-tall dark giant of a Chuya cosplayer]

Plus the trashy senpai duo from next door passing by with a kid JPG

One of them may be in the Black Organization, but the ending is definitely a big happy ending!!

Mini theater

(The cosplayers mostly act like themselves. A warning in advance in case that’s uncomfortable, so here’s a dose of poison first?)

(P.S. If this kind of interaction really isn’t for you, don’t force yourself to accept it (?)

“What’s different about me today compared with yesterday?”

Chuya (serious):

“Oh, right, Dazai.”

Dazai (confused):

“Mm-hmm?”

Chuya (earnest):

“During the mission today, Scotland said I seemed a little different from yesterday. Do you know what it is?”

Dazai (thinking):

“Is it your bangs?”

Chuya (touching the hair at his forehead with his fingertips):

“I cut them short a long time ago.”

Dazai (looking up at him):

“Huh? Then is it your hat?”

Chuya (looking down at him):

“I’ve always worn this one.”

Dazai (studying him closely):

“Then is it your choker?”

Chuya (considering it seriously):

“If I get a new one, I want a red one.”

Dazai (taking Chuya’s hand and looking it over):

“We can go buy one together when we have a day off, so is it your gloves?”

Chuya (letting Dazai hold his hand and look it over):

“Nothing’s changed.”

Dazai (starting to look troubled):

“Then what is it?”

Chuya (trying not to smile):

“Look a little closer.”

Dazai (noticing Chuya’s little gestures and smiling):

“You’re disguising it too well, Chuya. I can’t figure it out yet.”

Chuya (brightening at the praise, though his expression barely changes):

“That’s okay. I’ll tell you the answer.”

Dazai (chuckling softly):

“I’m counting on you.”

Chuya (serious):

“Actually, nothing’s changed.”

Dazai (a little surprised):

“Huh?”

Chuya (straightforward and sincere):

“I just wanted you to look at me a little longer.”

Dazai (a little flustered, but at a loss for words):

“Chuya...”

Chuya (lowering his head in confusion, only to have his cheek pinched without warning):

“Hm?”

Dazai (finally giving a helpless smile):

“Don’t lie.”

Chuya (readily agreeing):

“Okay.”

Meanwhile, the original Double Black, watching the scene, glanced at each other and turned away in perfect unison:

“Ugh...”

P.S. It’ll probably have multiple points of view. Major character derailment is inevitable, since they’re two random people picked up at a convention who know nothing about the characters and haven’t seen the series. You can think of the protagonists as original characters wearing character costumes.

P.S. Updates will depend on inspiration. I’ll update if people comment. The pairing is sort of Double Black, with both doting on each other, and the roles aren’t set. The warning is female-to-male genderbend. The blurb may change at any time, however it’s easiest for me to write, so please take note.

P.S. The bonus story might never happen, or I might write it. It’ll probably be the original characters watching this and dying of embarrassment.

Theme: Play