Daily life in Zongman

"Everyone has already prepared everything they need for Cos, so there's no need to come to the activity room to make anything."

"Kato is still in the activity room. Is it because the props are not ready yet? I can help."

"Thank you. I've already finished mine. I came here to read comics today."

"I see. Actually, you can take the comics home and read them. They don't have to be read in the activity room."

"Well, I can't. We have some relatives visiting soon, and there will be children coming to play. If they see something and want it, they'll cry if I can't give it to them."

"That's really not a good idea."

Fujiwara Haru picked up his cosplay props, thought for a moment, and decided to relax in the activity room this afternoon by reading comics. He had decorated the activity room so beautifully, and he hadn't even had time to enjoy it yet, so he had to enjoy it.

He went to the cabinet, searched for records, selected a pure music record, and went to the corner to turn on the record player.

The record is placed on the turntable, spinning under the needle, and the classic trumpet record player starts working.

Soft music began to float in the activity room. Fujiwara Haru took a comic book that he had not finished reading from the bookshelf and sat on the sofa to read it.

On the other side of the sofa, the woman sitting at the back table looked up, then lowered her head and continued to flip through the comics she had been reading recently.

The tightly closed doors and windows make the wind chimes very quiet, and the air conditioner blows out cold air, keeping the room cool and comfortable.

Neither of them spoke anymore, just flipping through the comics quietly.

After finishing the book, Fujiwara Haru stretched out comfortably and moved his body. It was really nice to spend some time casually, especially in his carefully decorated activity room. It made him feel great.

I'm thirsty now, let's go buy something to drink.

"Would you like anything to drink, Kato?"

The person at the back table thought for a moment and said, "Goodbaby apple juice."

He opened the door, went out to buy two boxes of apple juice, and handed one to her.

Insert the straw and take a sip: "It tastes good."

"This brand of apple juice is delicious."

The activity room fell into silence again, with only the sounds of music, turning pages, and drinking juice.

Until the sky turned red and it was time for dinner, Fujiwara Haru got up and put the book back on the bookshelf.

"Is Kato coming home?"

The person at the back desk also stood up, put the book back on the shelf, and looked over: "Let's go."

They turned off the record player, turned off the air conditioner, and left the school together.

"I'll take you home."

It’s an old habit. If I go home with friends, I will choose to send them back first.

"..."

The person at the back table tilted his head, stared for a moment, and then complained softly: "Fujiwara-kun is always so gentle."

"Are you praising me?"

"It's complaining."

“Why is gentleness complained about?”

“Because it’s so good.”

"Will people complain if they're too good?"

"Yes."

"I don't understand."

Walking down the street with the person sitting behind her, neither of them spoke again until they walked her home.

Before she went in, she turned around, put her hands behind her back and looked over.

"Fujiwara-kun."

"What's wrong."

"I'm very happy today."

Chapter 179 Summer Comic Con (Part )

Today is the first day of the CM exhibition. The weather is nice and cloudy.

The scorching sun was blocked by thick clouds, bringing a rare coolness to the hot summer. This was perfect weather for the CM exhibition, as one had to walk a long way to get to the venue.

Fujiwara Haru had sent the meeting place in the group chat in advance. After getting up early this morning, he and Nazko set off with a camera and a suitcase full of props. When they arrived at the agreed location, Kitagawa Umi was already waiting there.

"Good morning."

Greeted from a distance.

"Morning, Minister Fujiwara!"

"Kitagawa-san is also very energetic today."

"Because I can finally cosplay! And I'm going to a commercial exhibition. I can cosplay my favorite Purple Lord, see many other cosplayers, and buy lots of books and merchandise! I was so excited that I couldn't sleep last night. It was like the night before the school trip. Wow, I'm so excited!"

"I understand. I'm looking forward to it too."

Hearing that it was the same as looking forward to a school trip, Fujiwara Haru instantly understood Kitagawa Umi's feelings. She was indeed looking forward to it.

At this moment, Kitagawa Umi is dressed in a pure white shirt and a short skirt, carrying a shoulder bag for clothes, holding an umbrella, and has pink manicure on her fingers, full of youthful vitality.

Although she is dressed as a hot girl, she is actually a very experienced anime fan, so it is not surprising that she is looking forward to the comic convention so much.

As he approached, Kitagawa came up to him with a jumpy step and circled around him: "The boss looks very handsome today."

Fujiwara Haru's cosplay outfit for Kurosaki Ichigo was Yukina, a style that could be worn anywhere, so he donned it. He also hung his wooden Zanpakutō around his waist, his newly purchased camera around his neck, and the rest of his accessories in his suitcase, ready to be worn once he arrived at the venue.

After hearing the compliment, she nodded in response: "Thank you for the compliment. Kitagawa-san looks beautiful today too."

"Of course~ I prepared well before going out!"

Kitagawa Umi said this, but judging by her makeup, it looked like she was just wearing cosmetic contact lenses. The rest of her makeup was mostly small cosmetics like a necklace and earrings, but her appearance was naturally beautiful.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the agreed time, and Fujiwara Haru started chatting with Kitagawa Umi, and the three of them waited for the other members together.

"Speaking of which, after I made the clothes, the manager wasn't there to try them on, so I didn't see them. Stay tuned, the clothes I made are amazing!"

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

"Hey, what a perfunctory exclamation! That's an incredible cosplay costume I've put all my sewing skills into for three months. It's sure to amaze the boss!"

"Wow! I'm so looking forward to it!"

"Hehe~ That's right~ That's the feeling~"

Kitagawa Umi put her hands on her hips, beaming with pride. "And whether it's the parasol outside or the white lace stockings inside, I've recreated them all based on my research. They're 100% likenesses. When I tried them on at home, I felt like I had truly transformed into Lady Murasaki!"

"Kitagawa-san really loves cosplay."

"Being able to become my favorite character is really fun. Cosplay allows me to fully express my feelings for the character. It's the ultimate expression of love!"

Kitagawa Umi's eyes sparkled as she chattered non-stop, "When I went to look up information earlier, I was once again captivated by Lady Zi. She's not only elegant and charming, but also full of gentleness and mystery."

"Perhaps that's why she's a frequent character in Touhou comics. You can often see her being hypnotized and transformed into a docile, obedient sex toy. Either she's an obese older man or a cute little boy, and under their guidance, her elegance and mystery are shattered. Ah~ This sense of abuse and contrast is truly captivating."

"When I was looking up information for the second design project, I saw an amazing notebook called..."

After being immersed in her own world, Kitagawa Umi kept bursting out bad words, just like when she expressed her love for "Wet Woman 2" before, she exposed her preferences.

She really likes the humiliation style.

But now they were in a public place, and Fujiwara Haru clapped his hands, waking her up from her own world: "Stop, stop, Kitagawa-san, we can talk about this kind of thing when we get back."

Kitagawa was not embarrassed when she found that people around her were looking at her strangely. She never hid her preferences and hated others belittling the things she liked.

But she didn't immerse herself in her own world anymore, and changed the subject: "By the way, Minister, can you help me put on my false eyelashes later? I can't do it myself, please."

"Sure, just come find me after you change your clothes."

"Thank you~ Minister, you're the best!~"

Kitagawa was very happy.

After the two chatted for a while, someone from the back table came over. She approached and greeted her, and only then did Kitagawa notice her.

"Kato-san is still so hard to spot."

Kitagawa complained.

"Kitagawa-san was too engrossed in the conversation."

Calm and natural response.

The girl sitting behind me was not wearing her school uniform today. She was wearing a white dress like the previous few days and was carrying a suitcase containing the cosplay clothes and props she was going to perform today.

She seemed to like playing with her mobile phone very much. When she arrived, she stood aside and played with her mobile phone. She was just an ordinary passerby beautiful girl character, and there didn't seem to be any highlights.

After waiting for a while, Komi Shoko and Kasumigaoka Utaha also arrived, and everyone gathered with five minutes left before the agreed time.

The next step to attend a comic convention is to queue up.

Although the appointment time was very early and we arrived very early, there were still many people queuing in front of us. We waited in line for more than ten minutes before we were allowed to enter.

After entering the venue, the main group is still behind, so it's not too crowded at this time. You can go to the stalls where you want to buy things and queue up to buy things. Whether you want to buy props or books, everyone has different preferences, so buying separately is the most efficient.

But before that, Fujiwara Haru waited outside the women's locker room. He had just agreed to help Kitagawa Umi put on false eyelashes.

First up was Komi Shoko. Her costume was simple, her props were simple too, and she didn't even need any makeup. Her natural, cool demeanor, without a mouth, perfectly suited her cosplay role.

Holding a bow and arrow, wearing a shrine maiden costume, with the same long black hair, the same quiet and cold demeanor, Komi Shoko perfectly cosplayed as Kikyo.

When she stood there, it was as if Kikyo had really walked out of an anime, elegant and calm, full of naturalness.

Komi Shoko looked around at the door of the locker room, and walked over after seeing Fujiwara Haru.

The cool and elegant shrine maiden, Kikyo, lowered her head, took out her phone, and typed, sending: [Where's Nishimiya-san? ]

"Nishimiya is still changing clothes, let's wait together."

【Um】

Then she put away her phone and stood aside.

After a closer look, he gave a thumbs-up: "Komi-san's cosplay is so realistic, just like the real Kikyo, so perfect! Strike a pose, I'll take a picture as a souvenir and post it in the club room later."

Komi Nozomi did not refuse, but was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.

She raised her hand, and then froze in mid-air. Her panic turned into nervousness, and then her expression became stiff and very cold.

It's easy to tell after spending time together. Fujiwara Haru comforted him: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. Just make the movement of preparing to draw the bow."

Without saying anything, Komi Shoko slowly relaxed a little. She did as she was told, and Fujiwara Haru quickly took a picture of the scene.

"Done. Try to draw the bow fully and take another picture."

Fujiwara Haru took a few photos of Komi Shoko and heard footsteps running behind him.

"Minister! Help, Minister!"

Flustered tone and heavy breathing.

I turned around and saw Kitagawa Umi running towards me, holding onto her collar with one hand.

"What is it?"

She glanced behind her and saw no cheetah chasing her.

Fujiwara Haru put down the camera and was a little confused. Seeing that there was no need to take pictures, Furumi Shoko walked aside to wait for her friend Nishimiya Shoko.

"The zipper on the back won't work. Nishimiya-san helped me with the zipper when I tried it on earlier, but I forgot and couldn't zip it up myself."

"what?"

"Really? Look."

Kitagawa Umi turned around, revealing Bai Jie's back. She tried hard to reach behind her back, but her hands were always a little short and she couldn't complete the zipper by herself.

Fujiwara Haru sighed, reached out, grabbed the zipper and pulled it up.

"Hmm~"

Kitagawa Umi let out a soft moan.