Daily life in Zongman

She was very clear about her feelings, but she just didn't dare to express them.

It's not that I feel inferior and look down on myself, it's just that there is a comparison between the two. One is a celebrity in the school, with excellent grades and a good personality, and is a nationally renowned kendo genius. The other is an ordinary high school girl who is occasionally rumored to be involved, has average grades, likes the two-dimensional world, can barely be said to be good at making Cosplay costumes, and is just an ordinary Coser with some fame on the Internet.

Kitagawa Umi doesn't like others belittling her favorite things, nor does she think her favorite two-dimensional culture is bad, but she is also very aware of the social atmosphere. This is an objective reality. Two-dimensional culture in Japan is not accepted or praised by the older generation. In Japan, where there is a clear distinction between the upper and lower classes, the older generation represents mainstream society.

She took a bite of shaved ice and shook her head quickly, not thinking about it anymore.

Kitagawa Umi is an optimistic person and doesn't really bother with these things. Anyway, let's just leave it this way for now!

After the cold feeling in her mouth disappeared, she took the last big bite of shaved ice and made an irritating sound: "Mmm! ~ So cold!"

"I told you to eat slowly."

"White teeth~ It feels so good to eat like this!"

"I remember Kitagawa-san, you have your period after birth, right? If you eat shaved ice like this, it will make your period come early and you'll be uncomfortable."

"Eh hey hey? How did the Minister know that?!"

"It's obvious. Don't you like to lie on the table and read comics when your period comes? You have no motivation at all. Just calculate it based on the date and you'll know."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha flipped the page and said, "That's true, but for my junior to notice a girl's menstrual period, should I say he's considerate~ or pervert~"

"Can't you just say it's Azazel?"

While we were complaining and chatting, the comic convention officially started. We packed up our things and prepared to enter.

——300ml／360ml——

The CM exhibition area was very large, but there were also a lot of people. After Kitagawa Umi followed everyone in, she began to move towards the dressing room.

Before going in, she looked at the toilet not far away. There were three people queuing outside the women's restroom.

It looks like the line will take quite a while, so you might want to change into your cosplay costume first before heading in. Anyway, the restrooms are relatively easy to use for her character and costume, so she doesn't have to worry about changing back and forth. Also, it seems the restrooms weren't as crowded at the last convention she attended; at most, there were still a few people in line when she returned.

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Umi chose to walk into the locker room and change her clothes first.

While she was changing, the line at the women's restroom door began to grow.

Chapter 354: Sunshine, Juice, Shaved Ice, Girl, Comic Exhibition and Generosity (Part )

After entering the exhibition, Fujiwara Haru went to the dressing room to change her clothes. The Kujo Jotaro Cosplay costume was very easy to put on. She changed her pants, hung up the chain, put on her coat, and finally touched her hair with hairspray and put on a hat. She was done.

While waiting not far from the women's locker room, I noticed that Kasumigaoka Utaha had also changed into her Cosplay costume and came out.

I greeted her: "Senior Shiyu is cosplaying as Yoel this time."

"Yeah, how does it feel?"

“Super similar.”

"I don't need to wear a wig or contact lenses when I cosplay as Joel. I can even modify the headband with my own golden one. I just need to change my clothes. It's quite convenient."

"So, Shiyu-senpai, your black hair and red eyes are really unfair when it comes to cosplaying. Not only are they good-looking, but there are also many anime characters with black hair and red eyes, which makes cosplaying them super easy."

"Do you have a favorite character? If you ask me, I can cosplay for you next time~"

"Em... not really. Well, for Shiyu-senpai cosplaying a different character, I think her original look is better."

"Hmmmm~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's already happy mood became even happier: "Maybe I will cosplay as Sayuka next year."

"Will the anime of 'Love Metronome' be broadcast next year?"

"Based on the current progress, we will be able to watch the new episodes in January next year."

"That's great! When Kasumi Shiko-sensei becomes famous, I can sell those autographed first edition novels I've been hoarding. I'll definitely get double the price."

"Just selling it for double the price is really looking down on me. You know, the first edition signed by Kasumi Shiko online has increased more than tenfold to 10,000 yen, and there's still no demand for it."

"Senior Shiyu can actually search for herself."

"It's not good for my junior to be too smart~"

Chatting and laughing with each other, Kasumigaoka Utaha was in a good mood and chatted for a while, but not for too long. Everyone had their own goals in coming to the comic convention. After saying see you later, she went to queue up to buy her favorite fan fiction.

Fujiwara Haru continued to wait on the side, having asked Nishimiya Glass to help him buy the doujin manga he wanted, so he didn't have to rush to queue. Glass didn't cosplay at this comic convention, but just brought an empty box to buy things.

At this time, I was waiting at the door of the dressing room, mainly waiting for Kitagawa Umi to help her put on false eyelashes as agreed.

A year has passed, and she still can't put on false eyelashes by herself. I can't say she's stupid, but every time we go out to cosplay together, she always shouts: "Please, please, help me, Minister~"

I rarely refuse things that are convenient for her, so I have always helped her put it on, so much so that she still doesn't know how to put it on herself.

Should I let her try it in front of the mirror this time?

As I was thinking this, I noticed that Komi Shoko, Katsura Kotonoha, and the girl at the table in front of me also came out of the locker room. They had teamed up today to create a character group, a maid trio from an anime.

I only watched a few episodes of that anime called Fujiwara Haru, and I felt that it was somewhat similar to the Cat's Eye sisters in my memory. They were doing business as usual during the day, and punishing crimes with guns, cars and balls at night. Occasionally, there would be popcorn scenes such as solving a case mixed with big explosions. The main focus was on the contrast between daily and non-daily life, and there were also the three neat and dashing maid sisters.

The reason I didn't finish watching this anime was that I was immersed in spiritual practice during that period. Half a year passed in a flash, and when I woke up, I was busy with this and that. It is only now that I can say that I have some free time. I plan to catch up on the anime later.

After saying hello to the three maids, they also went to buy the items they liked.

"Ah! It's little Fujiwara! Little Fujiwara cosplaying as Jotaro!"

A shout was heard not far away, and then a blonde lady came running over, waving her arms. She was wearing a Usagi Tsukino Cosplay costume and looked like a mature lady of about 25 to 30 years old. In fact, Fujiwara Haru knew very well that she was already 40 years old.

By the way, the full name of this lady is Huci Caizhai, and she is in a very bad state of being single. Yes, she is 40 years old and still single.

The two of them had met a long time ago. Fujiwara Haru had helped her once with a red exclamation mark issue, and after adding her contact information, he had been subjected to long-term, one-sided harassment. If he remembered correctly, he had blocked her on Line a year ago, and when he did, he felt a great sense of relief.

Now that they met, after a moment's hesitation, they didn't leave. They just said hello and said politely, "Good morning, Aunt Huci. You're at the comic convention too."

"It's summer vacation time! The good thing about being a teacher is that when the students have their holiday, we have ours too. Wait a minute! Teacher, I'm just a little older, but I'm not married yet. I'm not worthy of being called auntie, am I?"

"Aunt Toji, what's going on?"

Just ignore the complaints of the blonde lady in front of you.

"Eh~ You actually asked what's going on, teacher~ Isn't this obvious? Of course, it's to rekindle our past relationship~ Fujiwara-chan hasn't been replying to messages lately, I thought something had happened~"

"Thanks for your concern. Nothing happened to me. I just blocked you."

The words he said seemed very merciless, and in fact they were indeed merciless.

Facing this person, Fujiwara Haru felt that there was really no need to be tactful, and her subsequent poor remarks confirmed this.

"How could you do this, little Fujiwara! I sent you a lot of my photos! They're all very nice! There are half-naked black stockings, fully nude black stockings, and all kinds of sexy pajamas~ You blocked me, so you didn't see any of them! But it doesn't matter, I can wear them to show you now, let's go to the couple's hotel next door!"

The blonde queen said this as she pounced on him: "Guhehe~ Little Fujiwara has become more muscular after not seeing him for a year~ Such muscles, such thighs, hehehe~ And he's cosplaying as Jotaro, this is awesome, let the teacher touch your chest muscles!"

He reached out and held her head, keeping her half a meter away.

"Aunt Toci, stop making trouble."

"Don't be shy, teacher! Today I'm Sailor Moon, the Sailor Moon of love and justice! Let me represent the moon and eliminate your troubles!"

"How can there be a Sailor Moon this old? Please don't destroy the beautiful image of Sailor Moon in my heart!"

"Ah, are you angry? It's okay, it's okay~ Go ahead and ravage the teacher~ Whip me~ It's okay if I call you master~ Take out your anger on the teacher!"

The blonde lady in front of him seemed to have thought of something, her face flushed instantly, her breathing became rapid, and she waved her hands to try to get closer again.

Fujiwara Haru suddenly felt powerless. He was often approached and confessed to, and most of them he would reject without further entanglement. But this extremely bad regret-type person in front of him kept pestering him, which was really a headache.

And she didn't do anything bad overall, she just liked to pounce on me like a nympho, so it was really hard to beat her.

"I'm going to go shopping. Bye, Aunt Toci."

I didn't want to get entangled with her anymore, but I couldn't hit her either, so I had to stay away from her.

He ignored the pleas to stay and quickly left the place, staying away from this regretful lady.

Not long after Fujiwara Haru left, Kitagawa Umi walked out of the locker room. She looked around but didn't see the manager waiting at the door. Instead, she saw a blond woman not far away, mumbling, "Guuuu... I couldn't touch her, I couldn't touch her... How could this be? If I could, it would definitely feel amazing! That figure (slurp), those muscles (slurp)... Damn it!"

Although she didn't know what happened, she didn't pay attention to the blonde lady. Instead, she looked carefully again to confirm that the minister was not nearby.

Maybe he is still changing his Cosplay costume?

Kitagawa Umi guessed so and decided to go to the bathroom first.

The signal sent by the body is a little bad.

——340ml／360ml——

The summer CM exhibitions were packed with people. While not as crowded as sardines in a can, they were still crowded enough that there were always people passing by within half a meter of you. This large crowd also had a consequence.

You have to queue up to use the toilet, regardless of gender.

It's just that the queues in the women's restroom are generally longer and slower than those in the men's.

Kitagawa Umi looked at the group of more than 20 people not far away. Her usually enthusiastic smile froze a little. "Oh no! This is bad."

Pursing her lips, she followed the instructions on the map and walked towards the toilet in a remote corner.

——350ml／360ml——

A slightly swollen belly and anxious thoughts.

On the way to the toilet in a remote corner, you can see two other toilet locations from a distance. Kitagawa Kaimeng also took a look when passing by.

As expected, everyone was queuing. I don't know how many people were queuing inside the toilet, but just looking at the people queuing outside, there were at least eight people who had to wait half an hour, and as many as dozens of people who had to wait for more than an hour.

However, given her current condition, it was obvious that she couldn't wait that long.

You can only gamble and choose a remote corner where there are not many people and you can go in when you get there!

——360ml／360ml——

Soreness, slight swelling, confusion in the head, and the waist and abdomen began to contract continuously.

Kitagawa Umi felt that the signals coming from her lower abdomen were becoming more and more obvious, and cold sweat began to seep out of her face involuntarily.

“Oh no…oh no…oh no…if I had known…if I had known…”

The juice I just drank and the large portion of shaved ice I ate have now been filtered out of the kidneys along with the toxins through the digestive cycle.

Muttering through gritted teeth, she walked towards the last toilet, her steps becoming smaller and smaller uncontrollably, and her speed becoming slower and slower.

——370ml／370ml——

There are always some TVs hanging at the edge of the comic exhibition. Some of them are playing the latest game clips, and some are playing new animation PVs. One of them is a game screen that is introducing the gambling gameplay in the game.

A turntable image is played on it. After the host pulls the joystick, the turntable starts to rotate and the ball representing the winning number also starts to roll in the turntable.

“Ding ding ding ding ding~”

Accompanied by lights and sound effects, after a few seconds, the turntable began to slowly stop until the ball rolled into an area.

"Ding-ling-ling~ Prize draw!"

"The winning number is 37!"

"Unfortunately, no one bought ticket number 37 this time, so no one won. Therefore, the 380 gold in the prize pool will be accumulated into the next prize pool!"

"Happy Wheel of Fortune, welcome to your next visit~"

Kitagawa Umi no longer had the energy to pay attention to the hanging TVs. Cold sweat continued to ooze out of her as she walked cautiously, holding onto the wall. Each step was small, slowly moving towards the place of hope.

Yes, there’s still time!

——380ml／380ml——

How far is it?

Kitagawa Umi looked at the map of the exhibition hall on her phone and confirmed that she would reach her destination by turning the corner.

Hope is just around the corner!

However, the pain in her lower abdomen was more than just soreness. The unbearable bloating was hitting her brain, making her thoughts more and more anxious and confused, and her face flushed uncontrollably.

There is still a short distance to go, just a short distance to go, hold on, hold on.

She kept encouraging herself in her heart, and with her legs turned inward, she slowly walked over, leaning against the wall.

However, when people are anxious and panic, their heart rate will be faster and their body metabolism will also become faster.

——400ml／400ml——

When they reached the corner, Kitagawa Umi didn't look up immediately.

She was panting, holding the wall with one hand and grabbing the hem of her skirt with the other. Her hair was disheveled and she lowered her head and took deep breaths.