After returning to the dormitory, I observed the little Kurozetsu ball for a long time. This guy probably won't regain consciousness. After Izanami, Kurozetsu's consciousness was probably left in the little ninja's world. Especially now that he has crossed another dimension, he probably doesn't have this ability anymore.
I felt relieved and bought a flowerpot to plant it.
After all, he is also the incarnation of the sacred tree?
Maybe I can even grow a sacred tree?
I removed my thick black foundation, put some eye drops in, and went to bed early.
I need to take good care of myself because my eyes are a little inflamed and I can't wear contact lenses for the next few days, so the location shooting originally scheduled for tomorrow has been postponed to New Year's Day.
Of course, I also have an exhibition with my senior on New Year's Day. Last time, I bought him a whole set of contact lenses. I was embarrassed to say that I had used up the whole box, so I told him that I liked them very much and that they would be released later, so I bought the whole set.
The senior even said he would help me change it because this set was about to expire.
I had nothing to give him in exchange, and in the end my best friend made up an excuse for me, saying that a cosplay group I knew wanted to produce the entire Uchiha family, and they needed it urgently.
This is how I managed to get away with this matter.
I found someone to buy Zhan Zi’s colored contact lenses for New Year’s Day.
However, the New Year's Day exhibition was only scheduled for the next day, so Jingguang's outdoor scenes could be shot on the first day of New Year's Day.
It's a holiday, so there are bound to be a lot of people, especially parking is not easy.
But parking has nothing to do with me, and I can't drive, that's my friend's business. I'm more relaxed this time, after all, the last time I cosplayed An Sir, I didn't have any connection with Conan, so maybe Conan's level has passed, and this time the location shooting shouldn't bother me again, right?
I don't know and I'm not sure.
However, after experiencing various accidents, I have moved on.
As the saying goes, blessing comes easily, and misfortune cannot be avoided.
As long as I look wide enough, nothing can startle me.
Moreover, I had already thought it through this time. I would put on makeup in the dormitory, then go to take photos, and remove it when I came back, without doing anything weird in between.
This is the safest way I can think of.
I got up very early. Among the three brothers who shared the same dormitory with me, one had skipped classes the night before to meet his girlfriend, and the other two had stayed up all night playing games in an Internet cafe outside the school.
There was no one in the dormitory, so I didn't have to worry about treading lightly. After applying foundation, I took out the illegal appliance to make soy milk while starting to add details.
Jingguang's makeup is much better than An Sir's, mainly because the foundation is easier to apply and doesn't require the makeup to be several shades darker. The eyeliner also makes it look more playful, like a peony eye.
It also has to feel like a cat.
I've almost finished the painting, and I took a final look before finalizing the makeup -
I feel like the eyeliner is not thick enough, so I add another stroke.
I carefully drew two more strokes in front of the mirror, and it looked much better now.
Cat, I'm a cat!
It’s me as expected!
At this moment, there was a sudden "ding ding ding" sound behind me.
It's the alarm I set for my Friday classes, but I forgot to turn it off last night!
This alarm clock for class gave me a physiological reaction, and I wanted to turn off this annoying sound immediately.
I just washed up and forgot to bring my phone back. I stood up suddenly and heard a "bang".
It hurts so much!
He completely forgot about the structure of his dormitory with a bed above and a desk below. The moment he stood up, his head hit the edge of the bed hard.
Is this "dong" sound nice?
Good sounding means a good start.
The moment I felt the pain, my head instinctively curled up and inevitably hit the eyeliner that I hadn't closed yet.
By the time I reacted, a long black line had already been drawn on my forehead.
Aaaaahh ...
How to remedy this? !
I didn't even bother to pay attention to my head or the alarm clock that was still ringing behind me, and I quickly pulled the mirror over to take a look.
Oh no, it's over.
I turned off the alarm in a daze, all because of this crappy phone!
I looked in the mirror again.
I gave up and drew the eyeliner over and over again, drawing it randomly while wondering if I could just remove this part and then repair it.
To be honest, I have never removed part of my makeup and then reapplied it. What if it fails, I will have to remove it and reapply it again. Wouldn’t that be more time-consuming?
well--
My best friend will be here soon, so I have to ask him to wait for me. If it's later, there will be more people going out. It's the first day of the holiday, and there will be people everywhere outside.
I sighed and looked down to find some cleansing oil. At this moment, a loud explosion suddenly rang in my ears.
"Bang——"
I was knocked down completely and the gust of wind even blew me away.
What the hell happened?!
My soy milk machine exploded?
No, don't do this to me.
I will never violate electrical regulations again. I repent and reflect on myself!
Why am I so unlucky so early in the morning!
I opened my eyes tremblingly, and everything I saw made me breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, it turned out to be just a time travel.
No, wear something!
I covered my head and felt a headache. The small explosions around me were still continuing, and the burning environment burned my skin, causing unbearable pain.
Before I could react, the ceiling above my head began to loosen. At the moment of falling, my body's instinct made me flip forward and avoid this fatal collapse.
But at the same time, I realized that this was not a place I could stay in for long. And I had no idea where this place was.
I quickly moved through the fire scene, avoiding various accidents while collecting all possible information nearby with my remaining eyes.
According to convention, I can be sure that I am now Jingguangpi, but God knows which world this is.
The way down is blocked, I have to find another way.
The fire forced me into a dark room. To say it was dark was actually a bit of an understatement, as the fire had illuminated everything inside.
My brain quickly processed the information in front of me, and my eyes locked on a pistol stuck under the table. It seems that this should at least be a modern social background, right?
For some reason, I put the gun behind my waist and looked at the window in front of me. I knew I had no other way to go.
I opened the window and looked down, and was horrified.
Wow, so high!
Generally speaking, my fear of heights has not only psychological reactions, but also physiological reactions, including but not limited to dizziness and trembling.
But although I clearly felt that I should be afraid of heights emotionally, my body was not afraid at all. It even calmed my mind as I observed the protruding railings, stone slabs and air-conditioning exhaust fans below, and immediately decided on a route to get down.
I was still hesitant at first, but the fire that was getting closer and closer behind me made me grit my teeth.
It would be fine if I was killed directly by the explosion, but the key is that in this state, I will most likely not die, I will just be roasted in the fire.
No, absolutely not.
Rather than a long pain, a short pain will do. I choose to jump off the building!
Of course, good kids, don’t follow my example, this is a wrong example of how to deal with a fire! I’m different, I have practiced before.
I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, then nimbly climbed out of the window.
Hot!
When I was flipping down, my hand pressed on a metal frame of unknown function. It burned me so much that I had to use it as leverage and quickly let go of my hand and flipped down.
This journey was smoother than I imagined.
Leaving the building that was already engulfed in flames, the night outside was eerily quiet.
I stood downstairs and looked up——
There seemed to be another explosion on the roof, and small pieces of glass seemed to be thrown from a high altitude. My eyes caught the falling objects, and in an instant I seemed to have calculated the falling route of these falling objects.
I won't get hit.
Sure enough, the most recent one of these things tore the edge of my pajamas.
I got up in the morning and put on makeup, but I didn't change my cosplay clothes. Although I usually put on my top first, this time my clothes were brought by my friend, so I didn't change my clothes at all.
And my pajamas...
At this time, my gay friend had played a prank on me and bought me pajamas from a mental hospital. I looked like I had just run away from a sanatorium.
However, I don’t know if the texture of this clothing has been compressed by the time travel system, which makes it feel not as comfortable as before.
And, I was even barefoot.
I was originally wearing a pair of slippers on my feet, but in my hurry to run away, I thought they were too troublesome, so I threw them into the fire.
So, what now?
I don't even have a mirror. What should I do?
I moved my ears—there was a sound.
If someone sees me like this, they won’t really send me to a mental hospital, right?
One of the most difficult things in this century is to prove that you are not mentally ill in a mental hospital.
So I quickly fled into the darkness and hid in the darkness.
The body is hidden, but the eyes still poke out to look around.
The man had his back to me and I couldn't see his face. I could only see him taking out his cell phone and taking a bunch of photos of the building.
Perhaps he noticed my gaze and turned around suddenly.
Fortunately, I was sensitive enough to pull my head back. This time I didn't take any more risks and waited for a while before I looked out tentatively.
There was no sign of anyone there anymore.
I let out a breath and quickly left this place of trouble.
Wandering through the crisscrossing alleys, the environment here looks a bit eerie. It's already so late, who knows if something unspeakable will jump out.
This atmosphere, could it be some weird anime?
I was thinking, when suddenly I heard a sound, coming from the alley ahead, a little bit of metal clashing, like the sound of a samurai sword being drawn, the sound of soles of shoes rubbing against gravel, and the sound of panting.
At this time——robbery?
I guessed, touched the gun behind me with one hand to open the safety, and walked forward pretending nothing had happened with the other hand.
As expected, when I was about to reach the alley entrance, the cold light of metal pierced my eyes. The man in front of me was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.
This, this wave looks a bit European and American.
As I was thinking, he suddenly opened his mouth and spoke a string of English.
……?
English?
Play with me!
I finally figured out Japanese, now you want me to change the language?
Do you expect me, a useless English learner who failed the Level 6 exam twice, to communicate normally with foreigners?
Don't say anything, let's just take action.
I raised my hand and pointed the gun at him.
See which is faster, your knife or my gun?
I see, you're not scared yet?
He was shocked.
I went over the grammar in my head and then said, "Take off your clothes."
That should be the correct way to say it. I often heard this sentence in the American TV series I watched before.
The man's eyes showed obvious panic.
He was shaking his hands and saying something, just like singing rap, I didn’t really understand what he was saying.
Who cares?
I moved my hand holding the gun up and down slightly and repeated it with emphasis.
"Take off your clothes."
Take off your clothes right now, I'm going to rob you.