Tokyo host

Chapter 252 The End of the Comic-Con
The wind on the roof was very strong, as if the short skirt would be lifted at any time, she looked at her with complicated faces.

"Xun, why you just don't understand."

"Even if I die, I won't accept it..."

"Become like this."

"It's all your fault."

Accompanied by the final moan, the short-haired girl lying on the table slowly opened her amber eyes. At this moment, there was a wet and itchy feeling on her cheeks, and a gray cat was licking her face with its tongue out.

"It's okay, Ms. Suzuki, I think you looked a little pale just now, did you have a nightmare?" After making a cup of hot tea, Tang Xiaoke sat cross-legged next to the short-haired girl and asked concerned.

Kaoru Suzuki smiled lightly, indicating that she was fine, but the pale complexion on her cheeks betrayed her.

Seeing Miss Suzuki, who has always been calm and calm, rarely showed such a sickly look, Tang Xiaoke was curious, but after all, she didn't ask, and just handed the hot tea to the girl.

Looking at the tea stalks floating in the tea, Kaoru Suzuki took a sip and began to calm down his mood.

Sure enough, the only way to get a good night's sleep is when that guy is around.

After Kaoru Suzuki put down the teacup, he realized that he had fallen asleep beside the kotatsu.

The clock on the wall not far away also stopped at 11 o'clock.

"Are you hungry? Let me cook." Kaoru Suzuki got up, and Merlin also fell into her arms and was picked up.

"Meow."

"After the new year, the cat has gained a lot of weight."

Kaoru Suzuki held Merlin's butt, then walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator—seeing the ingredients stuffed inside, she seemed to understand something.

"My sister and I went to buy it. After all, it's not good to bother Ms. Suzuki. Let's help when we can cook?" Tang Xiaoke said.

"I can do it alone." Suzuki Kaoru said.

Tang Xiaoke stood beside her and looked at her. After a while, she couldn't help but smile: "Miss Suzuki seems to be very afraid of other people's kindness, is she not good at dealing with it?"

"Maybe." Suzuki Kaoru cleaned the kitchen utensils and processed the ingredients with a sharp knife.

Suddenly, Kaoru Suzuki felt a pain in his fingers as if he was distracted.

The bright red blood dripped onto the cutting board, one drop after another, which made Tang Xiaoke's expression change: "Cut, I got it, Miss Suzuki, wait a minute, I'll go get the medical kit!"

Suzuki Kaoru turned a blind eye, just silently watching the unstoppable blood flowing from the wound on his finger.

"Miss Suzuki, bandages and disinfectant are here!"

"Thank you, let's press to stop the bleeding first." Kaoru Suzuki said.

After she took the sterile bandage, she wrapped her fingers very tightly... she didn't start to apply disinfectant and medicine until the bleeding on her fingers stopped.

"There's a lot of blood, it's terrible, Miss Suzuki." Tang Xiaoke said worriedly from the side, "I'm sorry, did I distract you by talking to you?"

"It's none of your business, maybe it's because I just woke up, and my brain hasn't fully awakened yet." After Kaoru Suzuki finished speaking, he continued to cook.

Tang Xiaoke, who was so frightened, quickly pushed her out of the kitchen and said, "Miss Suzuki, go wash up first, and leave it to me!"

"thanks……"

Seeing that Tang Xiaoke refused to let him into the kitchen, Suzuki smiled apologetically, and went upstairs to wash up.

It was said to be washing, but it was actually taking a bath. The girl didn't care at all whether the wound on her body could touch the water, even the tingling pain from her fingers at this time did not change Suzuki Kaoru's expression in any way.

Not even a frown.

The sound of rushing water rang in the bathroom. At this time, the mirror was covered with a layer of white mist. Suzuki Kaoru stretched out his fingers to wipe off the white mist, but the wound burst open again, and the blood of Dou Da immediately After gushing out, slowly flowing down——

Her appearance in the mirror, also because of the dripping blood, was as terrifying as tears of blood.

Kaoru Suzuki looked at himself in the mirror and felt extremely strange.

"I'm sorry..." The girl's slender body suddenly knelt down as if she lost all strength, and the water vapor from the shower sprayed her bangs and slid down her cheeks, but it was hard to tell whether it was water or tears that fell on the floor.

downstairs.

As soon as Tang Xiaoya went downstairs, she noticed her sister who was cooking.

"Sister, why are you cooking?" Because there was no one else at this time, the girl called her sister directly.

"Shh." Tang Xiaoke hissed, then said with a smile, "Miss Suzuki accidentally cut her hand just now, so let's make today's lunch."

"Really, what can you do deliciously?"

"Fat intestines?"

"crayfish?"

"Boiled fish?"

After seeing her sister burst out a few of her favorite dishes, Tang Xiaoya silently glanced at the ingredients on the chopping board, and asked silently, "Just tell me?"

"Hey, there are no such ingredients for sale outside, let's get some green pepper fried pork and stuffed tofu."

"I want to eat braised pork."

"okay."

When the two sisters were chatting, they also noticed Suzuki Kaoru carrying Mei Lin downstairs, Tang Xiaoke asked aloud, "Is there still bleeding, Miss Suzuki?"

"It's okay." Kaoru Suzuki shook his head slightly.

Tang Xiaoke noticed that her eye sockets were a little red, but thought it might be because of taking a bath. After all, Suzuki Kaoru's cheeks were also a little rosy because of the water vapor.

"I'll do it." Kaoru Suzuki said at this time.

"Miss Suzuki should take a good rest. Just leave this matter to us. After all, it's embarrassing to be taken care of by you all the time."

"Yes." Tang Xiaoya also said.

After seeing the two sisters cooking, Kaoru Suzuki nodded slightly, but said nothing more.

She carried Merlin back under the kotatsu, after a while, as if she was thinking about something, she petted the cat's head in her arms and lost her mind.

"Are you thinking about Brother Cheng?" Tang Xiaoke couldn't help thinking when he saw Suzuki Kaoru on the other side of the living room showing such an expression.

I don't know what happened to Brother Cheng...

You must have had a good time, right?

……

……

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, it has nothing to do with me?!!!"

"Stop it, you bastard!"

At this time, a man and two women were being chased by a group of people wearing various COS costumes with sullen faces.

The boy was naturally extremely flustered at this time, followed by a girl with a frightened face and a girl with an expressionless face.

They are naturally Makoto Futaba and the others.

After finally reaching the corner, they hid in the crowd to escape the chase.

"where are they?"

"It seems to be gone, can you see what it looks like?!"

"I didn't look carefully, but I remembered the clothes."

"Alright, let's go over there!"

……

The sound gradually faded away.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

Futaba Makoto and the others hid in front of a booth and talked, and then the two of them turned their eyes to the black long-haired girl at the side.

Facing the eyes of Futaba Makoto and Zaojian Nana, Gong Baiyu blinked her beautiful eyes innocently.

Makoto Futaba stretched out his hand, and after pinching Gong Baiyu's pale and tender face, he directly pulled it to both sides without any politeness——

"It's all your fault for touching other people's buttocks, and others thought I did it!"

"Didn't you learn a lesson last time?!"

Hooliganism is a terrible crime. Once discovered, it will be dealt with very severely.There is even a saying in the country that if you are mistaken for indecent by a girl, please beat her up, because the punishment for beating others is far less than that of hooliganism.

Gong Baiyu grabbed the clothes on Futaba Cheng's chest with his hands, but he didn't resist.

Seeing the girl's cheeks being pinched red by himself, Futaba Cheng slowly let go of her hand, with a helpless expression: "Oh."

[ω｀) That Coser is very suitable for the back position! ]
"I can understand why Kojima-san called you a perverted painter." Makoto Futaba looked like he was having a headache, but Gong Baiyuyou's bad habits had completely exploded here at the comic exhibition.

A rogue girl who looks like a beautiful girl.

It's no wonder that morning Nana can be bullied like that in bed.

"Forget it, let's avoid the limelight first. After all, if those people really go to check the surveillance, it is estimated that it is Yu You who did it."

Futaba Makoto sighed.

"Also, you are not allowed to do such things in the future." Futaba Makoto said seriously, "Even if you do, you can't attack others like this."

After Gong Baiyu heard the words, a few seconds later, she silently took out her wallet.

"I didn't mean to ask you to give me money, hey!" Makoto Futaba complained.

[ω) Sincerely, go and catch her, then I can do it. ] Gong Baiyuyou carried the wooden sign and expressed his opinion.

"Enough is enough, don't hold up the sign." Seeing the surprised eyes of passers-by, Shuangye Cheng immediately felt ashamed, and quickly pushed down Gong Baiyuyou's sign, "That's not what it means!"

Difficulty suddenly appeared on Gong Baiyuyou's face, her jewel-like eyes struggled a bit, and finally she silently took out an extra-large version of caviar luxury rice ball from her pocket.

As if she had made up her mind, Gong Baiyuyou tried to implement her plan with delicious food.

"Do you think everyone is like you, a foodie?!"

Not surprisingly, Gong Bai Yuyou's face was almost swollen from being pinched by Futaba Cheng.

Sure enough, the second method is still reliable.

Gong Baiyu sat kneeling on the ground as if admitting her mistake, she ate the rice ball in her hand, and there was a bag on her head that was hammered by Futaba Makoto.

It's almost like writing pitiful and helpless but especially edible on his face.

Of course, if you change someone, you will be deceived by Gong Baiyuyou's innocent appearance. I have to say that she can deceive many people just by her looks.

Only Futaba Makoto knew how weird this guy was.

"Okay, let's go change our clothes, and the manga exhibition is almost over." Makoto Futaba said at this time.

Morning Nana at the side said, "Ah Cheng, where should we go to change?"

"Just go to the bathroom and change. Our clothes are more conspicuous, so I'm afraid we'll be spotted by those people just now." When Shuangye Cheng was talking, his eyes accidentally noticed the booth not far away.

It was a special photography booth, and it seemed that COS costumes could be rented for activities such as taking pictures, but it seemed that no one went there.

After all, the cosplayers who came to the comic exhibition basically prepared their own clothes. This kind of booth is for tourists at first glance, but judging from the brand outside, the price is probably quite expensive.

Of course, it does not prevent some tourists who want to try something new.

Of course Futaba Makoto had no intention of taking cosplay photos at this time. After all, he belonged to the type who loves to watch but doesn’t like to do it. But inadvertently, he noticed that the girl next to him seemed very interested. He stared straight at the photography booth in the distance.

"Want to take a COS photo?" Makoto Futaba asked.

Gong Baiyu nodded lightly.

"If you want to change your cosplay clothes, many tourists will see you when you come out of the booth." Makoto Futaba explained. After all, he is still more afraid of Gong Bai's social terror. what is the problem.

"It seems very interesting, Ah Cheng, I also want to play." Morning Nana also looked interested.

"Then you two go, I will..."

Before Futaba Cheng could finish speaking, the two girls each held an arm and pulled him towards the booth.

"Wait a minute, I don't want to shoot this kind of thing yet."

But there is no way, unable to hold back the strength of Nana Zaoqian and Gongbai Yuyou, Futaba Makoto found that even if his physical strength is not weak now, he is still not Nana Zaoqian's opponent.

Finally, Makoto Futaba was brought to the booth by the two women.

Maybe there was no business all the time, but after seeing three people at once, the stall owner suddenly became enthusiastic.

Especially after seeing the three of Futaba Makoto's good looks, the smiles on their faces were even brighter. After all, handsome men and beautiful women may have positive publicity for the booth.

"The three of us, do you have any suitable cosplay costumes?" Makoto Futaba asked.

"Yes, we have animation COS packages here, and we also have unique costumes designed by ourselves. Customers have a look." The stall owner introduced with a smile. They have basically mainstream animation COS costumes, as long as they are not too fat or too short. All have the right size, and the stall owner helps with makeup.

Not only that, but it also includes games and even some clothes inside the butter.

"Lance." Makoto Futaba looked at the green armor, but touched his chin. It was a protagonist in his favorite works.

But soon, Futaba Makoto found that he couldn't get in the conversation, because the two girls quickly finalized the set meal, and Gong Baiyuyou even gave the money directly.

Seeing such cheerful customers, the stall owner seemed to be happy too, and started busy changing their COS costumes.

There is the Detective Prisoner series.

"The so-called why am I a prisoner?" Looking at himself wrapped in black, with only a pair of eyes exposed, Futaba Makoto recognized that this was Xiao Hei from Conan.

It was dark enough.

The two girls in detective costumes were full of interest.

And the Beast and Beauty series.

Pokémon series.

That's right, Gongbai Yuyou put on the Pikachu doll costume again, Nana also had an Ibrahimovic doll costume in the morning, and Futaba Makoto put on the trainer's COS costume.

Perhaps because of the interesting appearance, many tourists stopped and cast their curious eyes.

"Those cosplayers look so good, they don't seem to have much makeup on."

"It seems quite cute, that doll costume."

Until now, it is estimated that hundreds of photos have been taken. Time has passed, and today's comic exhibition has come to an end.

In the end, Makoto Futaba looked at the small suit he was wearing, and for a moment didn't know what he was playing.

And at this moment, the stall owner came out from the backstage with an inexplicable smile, and Futaba Cheng's eyes slowly widened.

I saw two girls wearing snow-white wedding dresses walking out slowly—seeing Futaba Makoto's astonished expression, they smiled at the same time.

(End of this chapter)