Dear audience friends, men, women, young and old, hello.

The new year is coming, and after I finally survived the critical exam week and managed to pass all my subjects, I was ready to have a good New Year - just a few days after I packed my things in the dormitory, booked a flight back home, and received a warm welcome from my mother, whom I hadn't seen for a semester.

That is when my dear mother grabbed my ears and pulled me out of my warm bed, and asked me to help clean up the house.

After only a few days of coming back, she had already changed from "I miss you so much" to "I'm so annoyed." She scolded me every day, saying that I was lazy and did nothing at home.

I was a straight-up macho man who kept whining and whining. When I was working, he said I couldn't do it and wouldn't let me do it. When I wasn't working, he said I was lazy.

It was only during the first few days after I came back that my mother treated me like her own son.

Now when she looks at me, her nose is not a nose and her eyes are not eyes.

It's so hard for me, it's really so hard!

Because this year is my zodiac year, I have to tidy up the house more carefully, especially my room. My dear mother has dug out all the things I have hidden in the bottom of my box, especially some things I have stuffed in my bedside.

Really, I should have cleaned it up myself.

I shouldn't have forgotten to make the bedside table because it hadn't been made for so long.

When I watched my mother take out my high school lolita clothes, when she looked at me as if her son had a problem with his gender identity.

I am simply - socially dead.

No, it's familial death!

The key point is, my dad happened to pass by this room and saw it from behind me!

Damn it, dammit!

Now I just want to escape from this planet as soon as possible, escape from this planet!

To be honest, my mother is very open-minded. I like cosplay and anime, and I often use my pocket money and part-time job income to buy peripherals and other things. She understands everything. When I first started learning about makeup and buying cosmetics, it was she who helped me with the planning. She also often urged me to take good care of my facial skin since I had to wear heavy makeup when cosplaying. I also often used her high-end products.

but!

It was different from letting him see the skirts, trainers, stockings and high heels in my suitcase.

I literally couldn't catch my breath and nearly choked.

Dad patted my shoulder, looking like he understood.

Wait, what do you think? Stop guessing. I have a feeling you are thinking about something bad.

Ah——destroy it, quickly.

Otherwise, let me travel through it, quickly.

I would rather die socially in other worlds than in my own world.

"It's okay. Mom will definitely not object to you."

No, don't say that. I was forced to wear women's clothing because I lost a bet to my gay friend. He picked the clothes, too. It has nothing to do with me! Believe me.

Believe me!

I covered my face and quickly explained that I should do my own things and clean my own room.

I'll do it myself, you all get out!

After half pushing and half pulling, I finally got Mom and Dad out, and I quickly closed the door.

First, I took out my phone and started typing away at my friend. It's all your fault! You forced me to sell women's clothing back then. I paid for all the clothes, and a lot of them were handmade by me, so I couldn't bear to throw them away. Now it seems——

Fuck, might as well throw it away.

My gay friend probably hasn’t woken up yet. He hasn’t gotten up before 11 o’clock since the holiday. As expected, he didn’t reply to my message.

I sat down on the floor in a state of self-destruction and started looking through my cosplay gear from many years ago. I can't wear this skirt anymore, so why not take this opportunity to sell it on Xianyu?

When I was in high school, I didn’t have many idle fish. Maybe it was because I didn’t know about it, otherwise I would have sold it long ago.

They have only been worn once and washed clean, so they should be easy to sell.

Since I have to deal with old stuff, I might as well sort it all out and get rid of everything that may lead to my social demise, and then I’ll see what happens to you!

Wow - this really brought up a lot of old anime.

Cardcaptor Sakura aka Cardcaptor Sakura, I also have Snow Rabbit accessories here - oh oh oh, the mask of Karamon from Kenshin, wow, it was handmade back then, full of memories.

Oh my God - I'm so clever and dexterous. There are not many boys like me out there now.

I laid out my clothes on the bed to take photos, and my tablet was covered under my clothes, but I was too lazy to take it out, so I packed it up first. Then I found a folded storage box in the closet and unfolded it, preparing to put the things I was going to sell into it.

There are also some fake hairs, which were the cosplay tools of Hei O Shi before. This is the look I cut myself using other fake hairs.

It really is a throwback to the past when conditions were tough and we had no money to buy so many things. We had to find replacements for things we could make ourselves, and quite a few accessories were made of colored cardboard.

I have the support of my parents. My gay friend is even worse off. There was a time when he even made all his clothes by hand. I really admire him.

Pressed under the clothes was a bunch of tangled chains and a notebook - damn, I thought I threw away the notebook, but it's still there.

I subconsciously looked back and confirmed that the door was still locked before I breathed a sigh of relief.

These are all quotes from my junior high school, chuunibyou, you know?

I opened it with trembling hands. There were colorful words inside, drawn with colored pens, especially red pens, which gave the feeling of blood drops.

It contains lyrics from the three great kings of the time, Xu O, Wang O Long, and Xu O, as well as passionate quotes and the kind of self-touching, world-weary middle school-age sentiment.

What's wrong is not me, but this world——

Shame, it brought back extremely shameful memories.

The words on it are also ugly, and there are a few simple sketches.

I don't understand, what on earth did you think I was thinking at that time?!

It is also filled with views on life and death.

...Shut up, I know what you want to say, just shut up!

Ahhhhhhh!

Why do you let me see this?

I slammed the book shut and threw it on the bed.

I would never dare to put this thing in my clothes. What if I rolled it up and sent it to someone else, they would think I had a serious illness.

My ears felt like they were burning, like they were on fire - you know, it was like Big Brother breathed a breath of fire into my ears.

Damn it.

Let me see what other treasures there are——

The long string of crosses below immediately brought back tears of the past.

This was my enlightenment when I didn’t understand the relationship between boys. If Tutor gave me a vague feeling, this anime directly pierced the window paper in my heart, and then I immediately understood the subtle emotions between Touya and Yukito in Cardcaptor Sakura.

——Yes, that's it, the betrayal that cannot be escaped. I bought the paper comic book to read it back then, and there were a lot of missing words, which I didn't find at the time, so I still don't know what the ending is.

This is really a chuunibyou work, with a lot of cross elements in it, so I did a lot of it at the time.

Looking at it again now, I feel nostalgic again.

But the material was not good back then, and I didn't take good care of it. Now when I took it out, it has all oxidized and discolored. When I touched it, my fingers also changed color.

I squatted for too long and my feet felt numb and my legs were cramped. So I stood up quickly. Just when I stood up too hard and felt a little dizzy, there was a knock on the door behind me.

Then came my mother's voice, "My dustpan fell inside, can you open the door?"

As I got so excited, my cramped legs went limp and I fell onto the bed, burying my face in my skirt.

The rusty cross pressed against my face—

It was like suffocation and it hurt!

I pulled my face out of the already short clothes. I just fell on the bed, so how come I almost died?

“Hoo…Hoo—”

Then I opened my eyes, but my vision was still a little dark and the inexplicably hot environment made it hard for me to open my eyes. I touched my face which was a little painful. The cross was pressing diagonally under the corner of my eye, and the apple muscles on my face should have been marked.

It felt a bit painful.

And my glasses are pressing against the bridge of my nose, it hurts so much.

The air was also filled with the smell of fire. I instinctively felt that something was wrong. Was my house on fire?

With a sudden shock, my vision became clear all of a sudden.

This, this fuck——

Forget it, stay calm.

It's just a time travel. I'm used to it. I'm used to it.

I was just standing in the corridor that looked like a green train, looking at the scene that looked like a disaster movie. For a moment, I couldn't react to what kind of world I was in.

Then, the flames burning around me suddenly burned me.

It’s on fire! It’s on fire!

My clothes are on fire!

grass!

Although I am now in this world and I have no sense of pain in my body, the feeling of being burned by fire is horrible!

I quickly tore off my clothes. Luckily, I was at home. Even though it was almost New Year and the weather was very cold, there was heating at home, so the pajamas I wore were still single-layer cotton pajamas. After being burned, I didn't feel any pain, so I tore them off quickly.

Yeah, that's it.

Naked.

I was left with a pair of boxer shorts that I had rescued and had a burnt edge!

My pupils are shaking.

I looked around in panic, but found that everyone was looking down with their eyes closed.

No one saw it, luckily no one saw it.

At this critical moment, my eyes were fixed on the sinful skirt that caused my family death in front of my parents, but which seemed to be the only one that could cover my body.

…

I have no choice.

You can't take off other people's clothes, right?

It's like blaming someone else for something, it's someone else's fault, it's the character's fault, I can't do it myself.

Thinking naked?

I dug my feet into the floor.

Since it’s also a time travel story, aren’t there enough characters dressed as women?

I would rather wear women's clothes than be naked - or be naked in a public place like this and be arrested on the spot by the police!

Just like the stupid news I saw last year, a man was crawling naked near the railroad tracks late at night. What I saw was a man standing naked in the middle of a train late at night.

Shut up, everyone shut up.

I quickly pulled the skirt back on.

There was a "ripping" sound - grass, a kind of plant.

The side seams were originally altered by me, and they were not strong at all, so they were torn apart. The skirt is not as long as it used to be for me, and can only reach above the knees.

The only thing that can be said to give me some face is that the hem of the skirt was originally made very large, the kind that needed a skirt support.

Haha, I really find joy in misery.

Just as I tucked myself into my skirt and pushed up my glasses, the door in front of me burst open and a tentacle-like thing flew towards me. I was shocked by this shameless setting.

WTF, R18?!

The next second, a flaming, light-like figure flashed in front of me from behind. I didn't even know how this happened.

Only the shocked sight finally fell on one point.

I saw the face of that energetic young man, who had remained unchanged for generations, like an owl.

I know where I am.