He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

The cabinet failed to stop Agatha's claws and split open just like Yamaguchi Renza's neck.

"The statue uncles are going to have to clean the room again... Will Dad spank me?"

It turns out that both human lolis and demon lolis worry about this kind of issue.

"We need to clean up first... Hmm? What's this?"

The bright yellow light dazzled Agatha's eyes, prompting her to reach out and grab it.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The demon loli felt a throbbing pain in her head and collapsed to the ground...

————————————————The Crimson King———————————————————

"Kurosaki Azami! Let's see how you win this time!"

Seeing Yumeko Yume dancing lively in the audience, Mameyuda Kaede felt relieved.

Although Kurosaki Azami previously attracted a large following with her singing, in this respect, Yumemi Yumemi is unbeatable!

Even Kirari Momobami is not an option!

No matter how good Kirari Momobami is at playing cards, she can never beat Yumemi on the path to becoming an idol!

Thank you everyone for your support!

After the dance ended, Yumemi dreamt of striking her classic cute pose to express her gratitude.

This is in the bag!

"Thank you for the wonderful performance, Yume-chan! Now, please welcome Kurosaki-chan to the stage!"

Upon hearing the host's announcement, Mameyuki Kaede's lips curled into an even wider smile.

Yumeya, with large flags planted behind her, retreated to the backstage to prepare for the show.

The sound of high heels came from behind—

"Wait a minute... high heels? What the heck?!"

I dreamt that Yumi turned around and saw a scene I'll never forget—

Beneath the white headdress, her short, silver-gray hair was braided into two small braids, tied with green ribbons, hanging down on either side of her face.

A large blue mini dress is decorated with white lace trim, and a small white apron with the same lace trim is tied around the waist, barely covering the upper thighs.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor and the ticking of the pocket watch at her waist conveyed a silent determination, exuding a confident and dashing aura.

but! !! !!

This blue and white maid outfit is worn by Azami Kurosaki!

On a muscular man who's over 1.8 meters tall and has a damn chest and abs!!

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I dreamt of Yumemi and I'm going crazy.

How strange, let me take another look.

Why can one discern a chaotic harmony within this strangeness?

I really want to see it again...

Wearing the oversized maid outfit of Izayoi Sakuya, Kurosaki Azami didn't feel anything; he was already prepared to debut as a cross-dresser.

This topic is specifically for me, a man. If I dressed up as an idol and acted coquettishly, it would only disgust the audience and have no other effect.

I certainly can't become like the boss. Diablo's disguise will be very useful in the future, so how could I expose it for a boring match?

She had considered dressing up as the Tequila Girl, but those short-sleeved shirts couldn't padded her shoulders, and she didn't have a muscular physique, so it just wouldn't suit her.

Sakuya's maid outfit is better. My figure is more like Diavolo's, tall but slightly thin. Wearing this outfit allows me to create a different style from Yumemi Yumemi, and also reduces the awkward feeling of Dio wearing his daughter's clothes.

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As the exclusive background music "Maid and Blood Pocket Watch" began to play, Kurosaki Azami did not dance, but his eyes, which were half-covered by his bangs, began to show murderous intent.

He suddenly waved his hand!

clang--

Kurosaki Azami maintained her waving gesture, and an explosion rang out from the last row of the audience.

"It's a throwing knife! Lord Ji used a throwing knife to pop the balloons in the auditorium!"

Huang Yiyue began to get excited.

She had given up hope of winning this game, but then there was this amazing comeback!

With his eyes half-open, the throwing knife in Kurosaki Azami's hand flashed with a chilling light, just like his eyes.

Ding ding ding ding—

The beautiful woman's throat on the poster, the balloons used to create atmosphere, the support signs that had fallen to the ground, and the decorative fairy lights were all shattered by Kurosaki Azami's throwing knives, but no one cared.

Men dressed as women either look incredibly realistic or are utterly ridiculous.

If it were a strong man wearing women's clothing, it would probably be the latter.

However, when Kurosaki Azami put on a maid outfit, it looked like a postmodern work of art. It was quite peculiar at first glance, but it also contained a wonderful harmony and balance!

It's a strange, twisted kind of beauty!

"Truly worthy of Lord Ji! He accomplished what we couldn't do with ease!"

"This is truly exhilarating and I'm completely captivated!!!"

Fans who had already been proselytized by evil people began to praise them.

"Look! Look! Lady Ji is lifting her skirt!"

Her short skirt was slightly lifted, revealing a captivatingly cold glint beneath.

Kurosaki Azami also had throwing knives strapped to her thigh!

Her right hand slowly moved down, pinching the knife handle between her fingers. Although she didn't reveal any part of it, she exuded a sexy and alluring charm that was unlike that of a man.

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Then, the left hand.

Eight throwing knives were held tightly in his hand, and then—

He was sent flying into the audience seats in one breath!

As if that wasn't enough, Kurosaki Azami threw out even more throwing knives like raindrops!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Even Yumemi, who was backstage, was startled.

What is he doing?

Hey?

After throwing all the knives, Kurosaki Azami performed a backflip and landed, startling the stunned audience.

"Lord Ji's throwing knife hit the wall behind him!"

Someone reminded them, and everyone turned to look.

The throwing knife that Kurosaki Azami fired was deeply embedded in the wall, forming a katakana character.

"アザミ(thistle)"

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"That's so cool—"

"Oh oh oh oh oh—Lord Ji—"

"Lord Ji stepped on me—"

Win...I can't win...

Watching Kurosaki Azami bow and leave the stage, Yumeya Yumeya completely lost her fighting spirit.

Has this guy ruined your aesthetic sense?

Forget it, I'm tired. Fine, I'll just make short films then. I'm not competing anymore...

Chapter 78 Anchor of Reassurance

After taking off the maid outfit borrowed from the Hyakkaou Academy maid café and instructing Sashin Gojo to return it, Kurosaki Azami turned to look at Yumemi Teiyuumei, who had a completely ruined expression on her face.

"What? You suddenly came to me saying you don't want to compete anymore?"

"I'm done competing... I concede..."

Her eyes had completely lost their sparkle, and Yumemi drooped her head listlessly, seemingly indifferent to the fact that she was about to be sold to a pornographic website.

She practices singing and dancing diligently every day, and in order to create a good image, she even memorized the birthdays, zodiac signs, and blood types of her fan club members, hoping that one day she could stand on the Hollywood awards stage.

My own dreams, my own efforts, my own sweat and laughter...

All of this was shattered by that blue and white figure...

"I will keep my promise and join your friend's agency..."

The little stars in my eyes disappeared, and I dreamt that Yumemi raised her head and uttered a mechanical voice from her dry throat:

"Excuse me... don't you feel ashamed wearing clothes like that?"

When I first went on stage, I was very shy and hesitant, and I didn't even dare to sing too loudly.

However, even though it was his first performance, Kurosaki Azami showed no restraint whatsoever, whether it was doing a backflip or lifting his skirt on stage; every movement he made was full of confidence.

"Of course not."

His words carried a dark tenderness, soothing the girl like a dream.

"'Unwilling to move forward because of shame,' 'Not wanting to leave any regrets'..."

His tone shifted abruptly, revealing an almost arrogant confidence.