I Transmigrated After Cosplaying Illumi

Female-disguise cosplay transmigration, a story about being adored by everyone

As the title says, I transmigrated through cosplay, and now my name is Illumi.

You want to know what my name used to be? Of course I know it. I'm not telling you, because it doesn't matter. :)

On some date in some year, at the invitation of a friend, I cosplayed Illumi, a male character known as one of the Hunter x Hunter Big Three Beauties. To capture the beauty and height my friend had in mind, she invited me, a bona fide fashion modeling major, to take the stage.

And then I transmigrated.

I became Illumi, the eldest son of the Zoldyck family, Father's most valued son, and the older brother his younger siblings relied on most. Broad shoulders, a slim waist, long legs, cold catlike eyes, and long, straight black hair. Handsome in every way, with the damp, gloomy aura of a ghostly man and a constitution that attracts perverts. Yes, there are enough people here to stand around him.

But... um, but,

Before I transmigrated, my friend added a tiny bit of her own headcanon to my Illumi cosplay.

To protect my friend's reputation in another dimension, I don't think I should say her headcanon out loud. You can see for yourselves.

Illumi, the eldest son of the Zoldyck family, was born to be adored by everyone. The bloodshed and power struggles of the underworld seemed to have nothing to do with him.

With a strangely beautiful face, a pair of pitch-black catlike eyes, and hair falling to his waist, all he had to do was reach out, and the whole world would bow its head to him.

Everyone knew that whoever managed to pursue him would gain everything.

...But was that really true?

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Ging Freecss: The rumors? They say I despise him, think he's beneath me, and want to get my hands on him. You want to know which is true? The Association's position is my position. Why ask a wanderer about his true feelings? Don't ask him either. He's even better at playing along.

The Magician: Hmm? When I first met him, he looked down on me and said I wasn't worthy. Later, he was like a black cat caught in the rain. How pitiful.

Chrollo: The eldest son, raised like a young lady of a wealthy family, was born incompatible with a scoundrel like me who crawled out of the mud. Every time I try to lead him into the abyss, I have to put on a refined, polite mask. Once the fish takes the bait, I'll make him pay me back in kind.

Illumi: They're just joking.

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