My brother couldn't be a corrupted magical girl.

Chapter 398 mygo

Ryukizaka Shibuya Comic Con is held in a modern exhibition center in Shibuya Ward.

From a distance, the glass curtain wall of the exhibition center reflects the blue sky and white clouds, making it look exceptionally magnificent.

At the entrance of the comic convention stood several tall statues of anime characters, such as Hatsune Miku, Luo Tianyi, and Luffy.

Among them, the Hatsune Miku statue is the most popular, and many tourists gather around it to take photos.

As for why Huan Die knew, it was because she was also a tourist. She went up to the Hatsune Miku statue and took several photos.

Looking at the photos on her phone, she almost instinctively wanted to share them with Lanli-chan, but as soon as she opened them, she silently stopped what she was doing and quietly saved the photos to WeChat.

Looking at the long line ahead, Huan Die was bored, so she looked up at her side and found that most of the people were couples. She silently looked away and looked at the huge LED screen surrounding the statue, which was playing the trailer for the upcoming anime film, Spy Play.

A dozen minutes later, Huan Die had almost memorized the trailer, and the staff finally handed out the bracelets to them.

Upon entering the main exhibition hall, Huan Die felt a sense of surprise.

Comic conventions in Japan are significantly different from those in China.

The main participants in comic conventions in China are young people and children, while here there are people of all ages and genders, making the participants more diverse. The biggest difference is that comic conventions in China tend to focus on cosplay, thus attracting a large audience, while in Japan they are a grand event for doujinshi creators to showcase and sell their works.

When Huan Die and the others entered the comic convention, they passed through the doujinshi exhibition area.

The lively doujinshi exhibitions instantly caught her eye. She had always thought that doujinshi authors selling their own works was just a form of expression in anime. But now, seeing a familiar yet unfamiliar figure sitting in front of a booth, she realized that her perspective was far too narrow.

In order to experience a different culture, Huan Die secretly came to the notebook stall under the pretext of going to the toilet.

The girl in front of me was dressed in a cosplay outfit of the Demon Butterfly. She had delicate features, wore light makeup, and black stockings. Her overall look was very exquisite.

What's most eye-catching is the crystal-clear purple gem on her chest, which emits a faint glow.

This outfit isn't exactly the same as the Demoness Illusion Butterfly's, but it does show the faint purple demonic patterns that are barely visible on the Demoness Illusion Butterfly's abdomen.

Therefore, the area around this Demon Princess Butterfly cosplayer was the largest, with most of them being young people and a small number being middle-aged otaku in their thirties or forties. The Demon Princess Butterfly was undoubtedly the only outlier among this group, and the boys around her made way for her when they saw her approaching.

Although they are of different genders, as long as they are both passionate about appreciating doujinshi featuring the theme of demon princesses and butterflies, they can be considered kindred spirits.

Because, whether from a standpoint of principle or from a moral and ethical standpoint, they all need to vehemently condemn this Abyss Demoness.

Amidst the complex gazes of those around her, Huan Die strolled up to the Demoness Huan Die cosplayer and softly asked, "Hello, excuse me, what types of doujinshi do you have here?"

The girl raised her drooping head, her delicate face covered with sleepiness and dark circles. She glanced at Huan Die casually and said, "Comics, novels, illustration collections—anything created around the Demon Princess Huan Die, whether it's a gentle work for all ages or content for adults, is all here."

Huan Die raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "So, you created all of these works?"

The girl shook her head. "No, that's not it. These were all entrusted to me by an online friend. He told me that if I could sell them all in this cosplay outfit for a day, I would get paid. If I sold all these doujinshi, I would get a commission. Anyway, why am I telling you all this? Are you going to buy them or not? If you're not going to buy them, then stop blocking other people's way. I'm hoping to sell them all out as soon as possible so I can go home and rest."

As she spoke, the Demon Butterfly cosplayer yawned widely and deliberately placed several particularly explicit Demon Butterfly doujinshi in the most conspicuous position, beginning to solicit donations: "Don't miss out! These are the latest masterpieces from 'Artist Waiyi,' guaranteed to make you happy to look at and safe to collect!"

Huan Die fell silent. She quietly reached for a book, casually flipped through a few pages.

Just a few seconds later, she slammed the book shut with a "snap," a look of indescribable expression on her face.

Seeing this, the other male readers around were immediately intrigued and reached out to pick up the new book and start reading.

The cosplayer playing the Demon Butterfly next to her didn't stop her; she just watched with a smile.

Sure enough, not long after, these male readers bent down one by one and made the payment very decisively.

Of course, a few people read for a while and then closed the book again, looking very serious, as if they were some kind of upright gentlemen.

There was a slightly strange smell in the air, but Huan Die seemed oblivious to their odd behavior. She casually flipped through a few more notebooks, then slowly raised her head, looking directly at the Huan Die cosplayer in front of her, and asked, "Didn't you just say that you could go home after selling all these notebooks?"

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are you planning to buy all of these?" The Demon Butterfly cosplayer instantly perked up, her listless and sullen demeanor vanishing, replaced by excitement in her eyes.

"Of course. But you have to agree to one condition: take me to meet the online friend who commissioned you to sell these books. I plan to have him create a few custom storylines according to my requirements."

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Upon hearing this, the Demon Butterfly cosplayer immediately looked troubled.

After a moment's thought, she finally shook her head firmly and resolutely refused, saying, "No, I promised him I would never reveal his identity. A person must keep their word!"

Huan Die showed no concern whatsoever for the girl's refusal. She extended her slender finger and pointed to two notebooks displayed in front of the stall, one titled "The Demon Princess's Tragic Diary" and the other "The Demon Princess's Female Pig," and calmly said, "Wrap up both of these notebooks for me."

"OK."

Looking at this incredibly familiar art style, Huan Die knew all too well that this was definitely another "masterpiece" created by that Abyss Cartographer.

Previously, when this guy was selling these kinds of doujinshi in the Abyss, he was caught red-handed by Phantom Butterfly and given a severe beating.

Unexpectedly, it has returned to the human world to continue selling its products.

That would be fine. If it only drew one or two times, or occasionally drew other Abyss Demonesses and Abyss Calamities, Illusion Butterfly wouldn't have any objections. But the problem is that the other party only focuses on drawing her.

Who could stand this?!

In the abyss, the reason why Illusion Butterfly's reputation is so great is partly because she shows no mercy when killing abyssal beasts. Most of the beasts avoid her like mice avoid a cat.

On the other hand, this is "thanks" to that Abyss cartographer. From the high and mighty Lord of the Abyss and the little demon princess Yugiri, to the tiny slime, the eerie touch of the Abyss, and the effeminate shadow leech of the Abyss, there is no character you can't imagine that it dares to draw in its doujinshi.

This has created a peculiar situation:

The more Abyss Beasts Phantom Butterfly slays, the greater her fame becomes, and the faster her related doujinshi circulate in the Abyss and the human world.

After receiving positive feedback, Huan Die went to the restroom and first threw these things to Shui Ping, asking her to help dispose of them. Then, after noting the Abyss Cartographer in her notebook, she went to meet up with Fei Yue and the others. Along the way, she could feel that everyone at the anime convention seemed to be looking at her, and many people even took out their phones to take photos with her.

Ok?

Is there something special about my outfit?

But those who took pictures with her didn't show any particularly strange or meaningful smiles. She walked to the mirror and looked at the girl reflected in the mirror next to her. She had long, smooth silver hair that usually fell naturally over her shoulders, light purple eyes, and a simple yet elegant light-colored dress.

Everything seems normal.

Of all the outfits Fei Yue brought her today, only the light-colored one she was wearing was the most normal. The others were either the matching outfits of Akizuki Marina and Akizuki Airi from the movie "Father's Love is Like a Mountain"...

In general, none of them are normal.

Now it seems that Fei Yue had calculated that she wouldn't wear those strange clothes.

Huan Die took out her phone, snapped a picture of herself, scanned it with AI, and the anime character she was cosplaying immediately appeared. Yes, technology changes lives.

With that, she spent a little time reading through the plot of Mygo, her face twitching more and more as she read.

It took her a long time to finally figure out the relationships between these characters, and which characters the costumes Fei Yue had prepared for them belonged to. For example, Fei Yue was cosplaying as Ruoye Mutsu, Bai Cha Xiazi was cosplaying as Gao Song Deng, and she was cosplaying as Toyokawa Shoko.

It's clear that Fei Yue really enjoys having fun.

It's not a big problem, as long as it's not cosplaying some unknown, tragic female character from anime.

Putting her phone away, Huan Die's gaze began to wander across the Shibuya Comic Con, quietly appreciating the comic convention from the Japanese side.

This is her third time coming to the anime convention. The first time was with Iris-san, the second time was with Seri-chan, and the third time was with Fei Yue, Bai Cha Xia Zi... and Ning Zi Xuan!?

Before Huan Die even got close, she spotted a familiar and beautiful figure. When did Ning Zixuan arrive? Didn't she say she wouldn't come?

Hmm, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

However, why does Ning Zixuan's outfit look so familiar?

Huan Die took out her phone and switched to the main characters of "mygo" that she had just seen, and then glanced at Ning Zixuan's outfit.

Nagasaki Motoyo?

What a coincidence?

Ning Zixuan and her group were in the rest area of ​​the cosplay stage. Compared to the huge crowds in China, there were fewer people in this area. However, their conversation seemed to have attracted some people who liked to watch the excitement.

"What a coincidence, Teacher Ning, you're at the comic convention too!"

When Ning Zixuan appeared at the Shibuya Comic Con, Fei Yue's uninteresting gaze immediately fell on Ning Zixuan, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny. She had specifically asked Uncle Pan about the matter Ning Zixuan had discussed with her cheap father yesterday, and the other party had not intended to hide anything from her, telling her everything in detail, while also telling her to be careful and to also investigate Bai Xiaodie's background.

She listened, but not completely.

Fei Yue may not be good at much else, but she's incredibly fast at running away. If she senses anything is wrong, she'll just run.

I will absolutely not be a burden to my cheap old man.

Now, all she wanted to do was take Bai Xiaodie out to have some fun. As for what fun meant, for example, right now, Teacher Ning's crystal-clear gaze was immediately fixed on her and Bai Chaxia's outfits, and she said with a smile, "What a coincidence, are you here at the comic convention too?"

Fei Yue smiled and nodded, her gaze subtly sweeping over Ning Zixuan as she replied in a lighthearted tone, "Yes, Ms. Ning. Are you also a MyGO fan? Your outfit is such a perfect cosplay, it's like you stepped right out of the anime! Amazing!"

"I've watched a few episodes, and I think it's quite interesting."

Ning Zixuan nodded slightly, giving a perfunctory reply.

In fact, she had never watched the anime. The reason she wore this outfit today was at the suggestion of Devil Kalto. Unlike the Grim Reaper who was obsessed with his own world, Devil Kalto could be described as a perfect butler.

Every day before and after get off work, the devil Kurt would have already prepared the meals and all the housework.

After doing all this, the other party will disappear.

Compared to that lazy and gluttonous Grim Reaper Cutter, he's so much better.

This morning, she originally planned to come in her usual clothes, but at this moment, the devil Kurt appeared, holding a cosplay outfit in his hand.

She explained that this outfit was a matching set with Princess Huan Die's outfit today, and then she put it on.

Ning Zixuan looked away. "Is it just the two of you who came to play today?"

Fei Yue shook her head and said slowly, "Of course not, Bai Xiaodie is here too, but she said she needs to go to the restroom, so we'll wait for her here."

As she spoke, Fei Yue looked behind Ning Zixuan and asked, "Teacher Ning, did you come alone?"

"Xiaodie invited me, so I came."

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Fei Yue looked at the other party with suspicion. Ning Zixuan called Bai Xiaodie "Miss" to her cheap father, but at school, Bai Xiaodie introduced Ning Zixuan as "older sister". So, is Bai Xiaodie the younger sister or the young lady?

But she didn't care about any of that; all she cared about was whether the other person could put on a memorable performance later.

Ning Zixuan on the other side felt the same way. She didn't care what Fei Yue thought; she just felt that Bai Yuze was surrounded by more and more girls.

What magical girl with autism, what a cunning heiress from a yakuza gang, what a Star Fury Number One from Ninomiya City, plus the last female teacher from Yeqiu City—these could form a whole adjudication squad.

Ning Zixuan couldn't help but scoff inwardly, "Hmph, Bai Yuze really is a deeply sinful womanizer!"

She turned around and looked at the surrounding audience with some confusion. Were there too many people watching them? At first, there were only a few people, but as people stopped walking, large numbers of people were quietly staring at them, and even Huan Die, who was standing aside watching the commotion, was thrown out.

Their gazes lingered on Ning Zixuan and Huan Die, as if they were anticipating something.

Ning Zixuan didn't think much of it. Under their expectant gazes, she went to Huan Die and took her hand.

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