In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"Ideally, it should be the kind that has... less fabric."

That one sentence almost overloaded Kaimu Kitagawa's brain CPU.

what's the situation?

First it was Mai Sakurajima, and now it's Miko Yotsuya.

Why do you members of the Overload Society all like to make these unique requests?

Logically speaking, shouldn't girls who are cosplaying for the first time hope to wear as much fabric as possible and cover themselves up as completely as possible?

Is there really such a demand in the world?

If it weren't for the fact that Kitagawa Kaimu and the members of the Superpower Club had spent so much time together and found everyone to be really nice.

Otherwise, she would start to wonder if this club had some strange, unseen internal activities that she was unaware of.

"Well... yes, we do have some."

Kitagawa Kaimu turned on her laptop screen, typed a few words into the search bar, took a picture with her phone, and sent it to Yotsuya Miko's email address.

"This is a wedding dress for a certain anime character... oh, that is, the dress she wears at her wedding. It's mainly white and light pink, very pretty, but there's not much fabric."

to be frank.

Yotsuya Miko didn't hear what Kitagawa Kaimu said next at all.

Upon seeing the picture of her in white stockings and white high heels—an outfit that exuded an air of pure elegance yet also sexiness—and hearing the word "wedding," her face flushed and her mind went completely blank.

"Mmm, I want this one!"

"Forehead..."

Kitagawa Kaimu's expression was complicated.

"Are you... going to wear this outfit for cosplay?"

"Huh? Of course not."

"Then what do you need this outfit for?"

Yotsuya Miko was taken aback by the question, and after a long while, she came up with a clumsy excuse.

"I...I used it as pajamas."

Kitagawa Kaimu was both amused and exasperated: "You're using this as pajamas too?"

Yotsuya asked in confusion, "Eh?"

"nothing."

Kitagawa Kaimu realized he had made a slip of the tongue and quickly brushed it off.

Mai Sakurajima wants a semi-transparent bunny girl outfit, but she doesn't know exactly what it's for.

But there is one thing.

Since she asked me for help, it proves that Mai Sakurajima trusts me.

Of course, Kitagawa Kaimu would never reveal this matter to anyone else.

Even if it's someone like Yotsuya Miko, who's also a member of the Okyokusha and has a good relationship with him, that's not allowed.

"Hmm... making it shouldn't be a problem, but this outfit has a lot of small accessories and the process is a bit complicated. I can't guarantee the exact time; it depends on how quickly Saki's skills improve."

"It's okay, there's no rush."

Yotsuya Miko, however, was not in a hurry.

Just have it.

She even considered ordering a set for Rio Futaba as well.

But after thinking about it carefully, given the other person's personality, I guess they would be shy.

Besides...

Given Rio Futaba's figure, the clothing... would indeed be very difficult to design.

.......

the other side.

After leaving the underground tram station, Yohoshi and Yui Yuigahama huddled under a small umbrella, braving the downpour.

"Celebrate the birth of a new king!"

Listening to Yosei's seemingly erratic words, Yui Yuigahama didn't find them abstract this time, but rather thought they were somewhat cool.

What has changed is not the night star.

It's her.

"Come in quickly."

Yui Yuigahama tugged at Yosei's sleeve and pulled him under the umbrella, gently complaining in a voice as tender as a loving wife and mother.

"Look, your hair is all wet. You'll catch a cold tomorrow if you do that."

Night Star's answer was very concise.

"I won't catch a cold."

"what?"

Yui Yuigahama was initially surprised when she heard this.

Just think about it carefully.

Yes.

Given Ye Xing's extraordinary physical condition, how could she possibly catch a cold?

Concern can lead to confusion.

Yui Yuigahama blushed slightly and quickly changed the subject, letting out a soft sigh.

"Seriously, why is it raining so heavily all of a sudden today?"

Night Star replied matter-of-factly.

"Of course, it's because of what happened with Hina Amano."

"Ugh."

Yui Yuigahama sighed helplessly on the surface, but a thought that surprised even herself flashed through her mind.

Thank you to our new member, Hina Amano, for her gift.

at this time.

A sudden gust of wind blew the small, pitiful umbrella in Yui Yuigahama's hand, which she was caught off guard, directly into the air.

"Eh..."

Before the rain could sweep across and touch Yui's face, Yohoshi extended her right hand and whispered.

"umbrella."

In an instant, a large, jet-black umbrella appeared in Yoru's hand, blocking all the rain that was blowing towards Yui Yuigahama.

"Eh?"

Yui Yuigahama paused for a moment, and after a few seconds, she stomped her foot and gritted her teeth.

"If you can make umbrellas, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Huh? Now it's my problem? Don't try to shift the blame."

In times like these, Ye Xing's main approach is to be completely self-righteous.

"You didn't ask me. You said you brought an umbrella and then invited me in to take shelter from the rain together, didn't you?"

"Forehead..."

Yui Yuigahama thought back for a moment.

It seems that's really the case.

Night Star did not stop there, continuing to relentlessly pursue his cause.

"Tell me, is there something wrong with your play this time?"

Yui Yuigahama tried to get away with being cute by sticking out her tongue and smiling sheepishly.

"Sorry, it's mine."

"Well."

Yoru smiled and pulled Yui Yuigahama a little closer to him.

"I'll forgive your attempt to shift the blame because you're cute."

Yui Yuigahama's pupils contracted in shock, and her heart stopped beating.

The astonishment she felt at that moment was even greater than when she saw the giant evil spirit's pupils appear outside the window.

Night Star just said...

Do I think I'm cute?

The simple, straightforward attack once again proved effective.

Yui Yuigahama's fragile defenses were breached.

Even in the cold wind, she could clearly feel that her cheeks were slightly hot.

.......

When they arrived at a nearby internet cafe, the owner at the counter looked at Yui Yuigahama and Yohoshi and smiled very politely.

"There's only one private room left."

"what?"

Yui Yuigahama looked puzzled.

"How could that be, boss? It's not even the weekend today."