Congrats, I've Turned into a Girl!

"There was a..."

"Why don't you just live as Amazon Asakura already?

"Stop."

Invite Inari to Suzuno House to match the costumes and gear that Inari had asked for while talking about what had happened the other day.

Finally, the event is tomorrow.

"I mean, are you sure I'm okay with following you?

I have already told Inaba that Yuna will be attending the event with me this time, but she is worried that she will not be reluctant.

"You said you'd be fine if I told Yuna, and I stressed that you were just a friend, so you'd be fine."

"I hope so…………"

"Rather, it doesn't have to be weird air to have someone else"

Speak to the rice leaves you let stand in front of the mirror, wearing gear and wigs.

"I mean, General Qing, are you okay with model work or something? Looks like your sister's hanging out."

"Well, magazine coverage and shooting ads go in, but I've taken another photo of Mertie Doll in the coming season, so I'm not busy so far"

The corner of the variety show that I plan to perform next time is making a reservation recording to know what it is once and for all, but I haven't seen it in the end because I did something to prepare for this cosplay.

Even though it is a busy day during spring break, when I was supposed to model the image of Mertie Doll, I received a lump sum contract fee, so I don't work part-time, but so far I am able to do it.

The whole payroll relationship has been successfully arranged by Ichimiya.

He's scary if he's an enemy, but comforting if he's on his side.

Really, why is this happening... I can't believe the set of Inari wigs was completed while I was blurring.

"Ooh... wow"

Inari leaks her exclamation as she looks at her.

Inari nowadays burns his skin in a wheat color with a dragon tattoo seal on his arm for cosplay characters.

My hair also got a different shape from usual with a wig, and I can't tell from a glance that it is rice leaves.

I thought when I saw Inari dressed in a cosplay costume.

It is of medium quality while I am.

The character that Inari is cosplaying is a character dressed in a shape like a school run.

The costume part was a lot easier because I was told to use Inari's high school school school run as it was.

Inari is sometimes tall and sluggish.

They also liked the rice leaves, which are strangely twitching in front of the mirror.

"Because of this, why don't you try posing like that?

"That's right!

Speaking up, Inari looked strangely happy.

"Tomorrow I'll take your picture, so maybe you should think about posing as a good person right now."

Plus, if I say so, Inari replied in a raucous way.

I'm sure you enjoy looking at yourself differently than usual.

I also know a lot when the costume is finished and I try it on, etc., because the tension rises and I often pose all kinds of things by myself.

"If you look at it this way, dark hair might also be good inside……"

Inari shrugged as she looked in the mirror.

Inaba told me not to publish this photo of Cosplay on my Twitter because I've seen someone I know from college lately.

But on the other hand, because I cosplay it, even if I don't publish it on Twitter, if I suggest I try to take a lot of pictures, I seem to enjoy it somewhere around what I've been acknowledging with the out-of-the-box nori.

Again, when you have someone close to you who can share the same hobby, it's a different pleasure than what you usually do alone.

Sometimes Inari stays here today, and it's like a school trip, and it's exciting.

I don't really remember the last time Inari came to stay because I was just tired.

Tomorrow's event will be ready at the house before heading to the venue.

I can't get into the dressing room, so I set up Inari wigs and the like with my help before I go.

Yuna and I meet locally.

All the costumes were made satisfactory, and I fucking laughed looking forward to tomorrow's event.

Ichimori called me that night.

All of a sudden, Yuna, Inari and I came up with the name of an event that the three of us were going to cosplay tomorrow, and they asked me if I was going to participate in this event.

If I answered honestly, I was told that it would be better to be a little more cautious in disseminating the information in that hand via SNS, etc.

I tilted my neck.

Because I used to tell you about it on my blog and Twitter with the name of the event and the date and time of each time I attended the event.

He hasn't done that since he appeared on Mertie Doll's CM and got into a scene.

At best, it raises the image of the cosplay item we're producing right now.

That's why I only wrote about the position where I made the gear for which character in any piece.

The area was blurred even when asked by the followers.

Yuna said otherwise and happened to be cosplay attending the next event I plan to attend with Inaba, so if I plan to attend, I asked if I could see her at that time, so I decided to join her as I was, including Inaba.

"How can you even identify events to attend?"

"I'm not familiar with it, so I'm not sure, but they can broadly narrow it down by events that can be costed for the most recent work, or by trends in past events that they've attended."

Apparently, Shizuku-chan's side has recently received a new subscription to Severe Taku, who excels in information analysis.

"But you're supposed to rent a place between friends and have fun in your company alone."

"Oh really? I don't know about that area, but I just got confirmation from Suzuru, and it's for that event, right?

If I tried eating down to Ichiru even more without being convinced, I found out that it was a phone call to confirm it in the first place, and I stepped on the community too.

"I think that's dirty!

"Well, what's dirty? I just advised Suzuru."

Unexpectedly, if I complain, Shizuru will pass it on.

"... Shizuku, are you trying to do something again?

"Looks like I was just listening because I'm out of practice this time."

I knew it, that's what I thought.

"Good luck with that."

"……… I won't say thank you!

I was so inspired by surprise that I hung up while so frustrated.

After hanging up the call, momentum threw a smartphone at the bed, and I explained the situation just as I rose out of the bath and leaned my neck like a half to eight hits of rice leaves.