Chapter 24 first quarter

Today, Qing Wei appeared in the shape of Lan Liya, and the clothes were still very revealing. "Well, it's really a good look for this hot day." Qingwei shook his slender arms, the padding on his chest was still a bit unnatural, except that he was carrying a big paper bag for buying doujinshi on his shoulders, and his skin was too white , just like the incarnation of Lanlia, Qingwei's role-playing is always so perfect. "Xiao Hai, you look very hot." "Really? Nakarulu's clothes are very thin." "That's it." "Well, but it may be hot compared to Lanlia." I replied while paying attention to the strap on my head.

The venue this time is on the second floor of the Sapporo Dome Exhibition Hall (the first floor seems to have leftists giving speeches). The size of the exhibition venue is quite amazing. If you don’t pay attention to the materials of the walls and floors, there will be a 100 percent.Such a large area can hold a football match. I am really touched. It is the first time to participate in an event with such a large venue. The two of us were walking towards the doujinshi sales venue, passing young people in tights and shoulder pads (I don’t know why there is a Japanese flag on their chests), girls in pink skirts with pink mushroom heads, and girls with open chests. A girl who wears a heart-shaped cutout and dresses up like a beer girl...The hot air in the venue formed a vortex on the ceiling. I touched my forehead and was already sweating. Is the air conditioner too bad?It feels hot.Having said that, in this kind of event, I have never felt hot.

"Xiao Hai, what are you going to buy this time?" Qingwei asked me as we walked. "Today's goal is "Legendary Hero Dagang." "Has the Dragon Quest fever gone?" "No, because it's too hard to find." It's too expensive, not on the shelves, and the quality is not good. It's three times as difficult. "Oh, it's really hard for you, there's no way, BL is like this." Qing Wei nodded vigorously. "Xiao Hai, do you know about the Purple Crusade?" "Uh——" What a horrible hot-blooded person. "What is that……"

"It doesn't matter, if you know, I will be shocked." Qing Wei, who was walking beside me, bumped into the famous Sailor Moon. "Oh, ah, sorry." "Qingwei, why do you know so much? Uh... You should not be twenty years old, right?" "You are really rude, I want to sue you for disrespect." Qingwei puffed up his cheeks. "Why don't you dare, there is no such thing in Japanese law." I answered her while touching my only beautiful black hair. "Okay, it doesn't matter, the bill can be amended." Qingwei bumped into the famous flying stone girl in the city of sky again. "Oh, ah, sorry."

"It's dangerous to walk without looking at the road." I faced forward and gave advice: "You will hit a utility pole like a random horse." "Will it turn into a woman if you splash it in water?" "Excuse me..." There was a voice from Fu Lai behind us, and Qingwei and I turned our heads at the same time, and there were a few rustic-dressed people without glasses standing behind them, all of them had cameras hanging around their necks.Typical photo-taking men appeared. These people are very similar to Japanese tourists in foreign movies, but unfortunately they are too impersonal. Forget it, I am not qualified to say such things myself.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Qingwei touched the shoulder he bumped into. "Please, may I ask—" One of the young people stood up as a representative: "Can I take a photo?" "Oh, just one piece is all right?" "No, uh, very, many." "Ha, what a cute reaction." Qingwei smiled at the photographer, having fun. "Okay, I like it, then I'll go all out and show you..." After speaking, he leaned forward about thirty-eight degrees. "It's strange, everyone thinks too much." "Ah... ah, then—" The photographer was dumbfounded, how pitiful.

"Just kidding, that's right, Xiao Hai can come too." Qingwei grabbed my hand and made a waltz stop motion, full of embarrassment. "Hey, you guys, don't be in a daze and hurry up, this is a rare and good shot." All the photographers adjusted the focus in a panic, and then the flashes surrounded us one after another. No matter how many times we have experienced this feeling, we will never get tired of it, because we will fall into the illusion of self-sublimation.These people had taken enough shots, thanked us in a barely audible voice, and then began to look for the next target.

"Well, it still feels good to be photographed." Qing Wei smiled. "It's refreshing." "Yeah." I also smiled. "Oh, those guys..." Qing Wei looked at the group of men taking pictures just now, still smiling. "Now I'm going to shoot the maid with cat ears." "Ah, really." I saw them asking if the cat-eared girl in the mini tutu could be photographed. "Well, it's very healthy." Qing Wei folded his arms around his chest, staring at the group of men taking pictures. "They just treated us as a part of the entertainment, not too addicted."

"What do you mean?" I asked in surprise. "My lord's point of view." Qingwei replied briefly, then put down his hands, and the padded chest was depressed. Part of the pastime... For the photographer man, I am part of the pastime. I only discovered such a natural thing now, and I was very surprised.If this is the case, then whether I become Rei Ayanami or Naka Lulu, my value will not be regarded as an increase?Is it just self-satisfaction?Is it just self-consolation?Even if I escaped from Katori Yumi, is it still far from my dream goal? "Hey... What's the matter with you, Xiao Hai? Your face is so dignified." Of course, Qing Wei didn't know my embarrassing mood. She had doubts on her face, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"No..." I answered casually, knowing that my lips were trembling, and I felt that the ground seemed to be tilted, and everything suddenly became boring. I feel sick, this place, this dress, everything that wraps me.I looked around with indifferent eyes—a group of people in disguise, a group of imaginary people, clothes that could not exist in reality, but together, they would eliminate the feeling of unnaturalness and hide the individuality.Is hiding a personality in itself?No, no...not like that, it was too much, even so much that no one noticed it was too much.The best place to hide a tree is the forest, isn't it?Cross-dressing in the fantasy world is equivalent to this meaning, what a simple truth, and I only now know it.

I... I am complacent in such a world full of falsehoods. I don’t take it as a distraction like Qing Wei or the photo guy, but I am very serious about it, how stupid.Just as no one would think that Disneyland is real, I'm afraid no one would think that this fantasy world is real, but I... ahh, really stupid, a frog in a well.Obviously I was taught by adults to face reality since I was a child, what am I doing? It's okay to play Naka Lulu, because it's just a hobby...interest?Is that really the only way?I should have added some other significant meaning to the role-playing—self-avoidance.Ah, what a shame... I really want to take off Nakalulu's clothes and throw them away, I really want to escape this world full of falsehoods, I really want to leave this group of possessed people. I went to the doujinshi store and saw Qingwei yelling and running to the back of the long queue, but I no longer had the courage to buy.