Chapter 284

The inventory of gay friends is really too meager.

Specifically refers to the inventory of cosmetic contact lenses.

Although my own inventory is not large, it is slightly more than that of my friends. After all, cosmetic contact lenses are something with a shelf life, so most of the time you buy them when you need them. After all, the express delivery industry is so developed now, unless you need them to be custom-made, they will arrive in two or three days.

And now the community has been closed, do you understand?

Not to mention express delivery, even take-out is not allowed in, so I can only look for useful parts among the limited range of cosmetic contact lenses.

"If it's not colored contact lenses, I obviously have a lot of other props here. Shouldn't some accessories be fine? As a connection, wouldn't it be better if it weren't for material possessions?" My gay friend has more handmade parts than I do, and the storage capacity is still sufficient.

To be honest, the concentration of 2D here is really too high. Although the concentration was high before, it seems to be getting higher and higher now. I came in a hurry, and when I was packing, I just pulled two pairs of underwear with me, so the pajamas and other things are all my friend's.

Most of his pajamas are also pajamas with anime elements. My friend even wants me to wear his Pikachu pajamas. Do you want me to dress like Pikachu? I won't be fooled.

Prevent all accidents, understand?

I picked out clothes that were all pure white from head to toe, without anything that shouldn't be on them. If it weren't for this strange green hair, I feel like I would have traveled through time and space and ended up in the line drawing.

After all, I have fair skin, I wonder how many people envy me.

"I always feel that material possessions are not insurable. Didn't my previous pillow and other things not count? I didn't even bring them back—" I said to my friend firmly, "My previous experiences have told me that cosmetic contact lenses are the most controllable. Do you know how much psychological trauma the last self-explosion incident left on me?"

My friend threw up his hands and said, "The comics haven't been updated to that point yet."

That’s right, Tanjiro in the comics is still clearing the Hibiki copy, and it’s still a long way from the later plots.

I sighed.

Because it's relatively recent, I don't have many forums to read. After shipping my own CPs in the previous worlds and reading my own fan fiction, I'm still looking forward to my appearance in the comics.

But the train part will probably take some time to come.

"The structure here is almost done, you should make a decision quickly." My friend urged me. He had stayed up all night yesterday and was in a bad mood. I decided not to touch the mold.

Actually, I have thought about the option of a wig, but considering that my fur is already green, I decided not to give myself a buff.

I picked them up. This Otosaka Yuu's eyes are really cool. Although the initialization time is relatively long and needs some time to accumulate, but the ability of "plundering" will become stronger and stronger, right?

The two or three pairs of contact lenses I screened yesterday were soaked in care solution in advance. I'll wear this one first. At least don't let me play the role of a nanny this time. I refuse.

How can a wet nurse produce fragrance?

I opened the box skillfully and put on the contact lenses in front of the mirror.

"hiss--!"

After putting it on only one side, I felt a very strong stinging pain in my eye, as if there was fire burning directly in my eye.

Oh shit!

My country's curse was direct and witty. At this time, I couldn't think about other problems at all. I just wanted to end this pain as soon as possible.

My gay friend had already noticed that something was wrong with me. I took off my contact lenses, and I didn't know if it was the physiological tears from removing them or the tears from the pain, but they kept flowing down my left eye.

It hurts so much. I have never suffered such injustice in my own world.

Although I hadn't said anything yet, my friend must have guessed it from my reaction. He quickly looked into my eyes. The distance was very close, and even with my nearsightedness, I could see that he had a serious expression.

"What's going on?" He blinked several times and closed his eyes for a few seconds, and finally felt the burning sensation fade away.

It may not hurt anymore, but I still have a slight psychological shadow.

I feel like my hands are going to shake every time I wear colored contact lenses from now on.

That really killed me.

"Look in the mirror. Your eyes are red. The colored contact lenses you wore yesterday should not have expired, right?" My friend said as he quickly checked the date on the glasses case. I also took this opportunity to turn around and look in the mirror.

Ah, this - it's really red. Not the pupil, but the white of the eye. It's like it's infected. Is it a zombie?

Even if there is a problem and infection occurs, it won't happen so quickly or immediately, right?

Immediate results?

I do watch Resident Evil, but please don't let me be associated with Resident Evil! This is a comics section, not a British and American section, wake up!

I panicked for a moment, and then I saw the red in my eyes disappear visibly. My eyes returned to their original state, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"It's not expired. Could it be an infection? Should we go to the doctor—" My friend walked over with the box he had taken out of the trash can and met my eyes as he said, "Are you okay? This is too weird, isn't it?"

"I don't understand! Now I don't seem to feel anything, and it doesn't hurt anymore, just that one time."

"...Tell me the truth, are you from our three-dimensional world that traveled through the two-dimensional world, or are you a character from the two-dimensional world that traveled through the two-dimensional world?"

Why is my gay friend joking with me at this time? Wasn’t the device already activated when I put on my cosmetic contact lenses just now? It could teleport me away at any time now!

Can you be more serious?

"Brother, didn't we all go through those middle school years together? Don't you know whether I am in the second dimension or the third dimension?" I immediately cried like a cat.

My friend was silent for a moment, then helped me analyze: "Is it a hangover from the last world? Didn't you fail in cutting your hair before, so you are also rejected by this pair of contact lenses mixed with other two-dimensional elements? Maybe your eyes are also part of your change. Didn't you say that you were a nanny in the last world? Do you want to try the knife on yourself to see if you can bring back your abilities?"

"Are you crazy?" I hugged my weak self tightly, "In this cold world, what else can give me a little warmth?"

"Just kidding," Humph, your expression doesn't say that, "but the previous speculation is serious. But didn't you come here wearing contact lenses? Is it because these colored contact lenses belong to me, so they are judged as 'foreign objects'? Or is it simply because contact lenses have no other elements, so they can be used?" The gay friend listed the possibilities one by one.

It was exactly what I thought. I took out my phone and asked, "Do you want me to transfer money to you and go through the purchase process?"

My friend looked at me speechlessly.

Why, I'm making this suggestion seriously, okay?

"No, brother, do you dare to wear it again now?"

It seems that I don’t dare to do it anymore.

What if I'm blind?

There is really no need to take this risk in the three-dimensional world. I am a rather timid person.

So what should we do now? If there is nothing, there should be no medium for crossing, right?

But there was no other way, my friend could only help me choose the cosmetics and let me choose the clothes by myself.

In fact, I have thought about this: if I use a lot of elements, will I be able to use them all at once in the end? Wouldn’t that make me awesome?

I opened the door of the closet next to me, and I was instantly buried in the clothes that covered the floor.

My dear, you are really my best friend!

Looking at the clean and tidy room, it turns out that there is such a secret hidden in this closet!

Did you stuff everything in during the Chinese New Year cleanup and then ensure that the outside space was tidy?

You are amazing.

My face was choked, and I instinctively opened my mouth to breathe, and then something suddenly smashed into my mouth.

Cough cough cough——!

Oh shit, what’s in the closet!

What did I swallow?!

My good friend, how many things, big and small, have you stuffed in here?

My throat moved and the thing went down my throat and was swallowed by me.

Help, help my life!

I really have to go to the hospital this time!

For this kind of swallowing behavior, I won't need to do a gastroscopy and then take it out, right?

If I could turn back time, I would never trust the appearance of that beautiful closet, and I would never trust my gay friend's decent behavior outside.

I stood up, and I felt my feet slip and I was thrown forward because I had too many clothes on.

pain!

You shouldn't close your eyes. Many cosplay costumes are quite hard and they scratched my eyeball directly. It hurt so much.

Why are my eyes suffering so much today?

I closed my eyes reflexively, and as everything went dark before my eyes, I heard a gunshot.

—Really, I’m afraid I’m already familiar with this sound by now.

Before I even opened my eyes, I could already feel the magic of the world.

If the previous world had a triggering medium, then what is this world? Is it something I just swallowed that I don’t know what it is?

I still couldn't open my eyes, so I could only squeeze them hard to make the uncomfortable feeling go away as soon as possible.

I supported myself on the ground with my hands...why was it so soft?

What strange place have I been transported to this time? Let me open my eyes.

In a biological sense, open your eyes.

"That..."

There is sound!

I opened my eyes after they had calmed down a bit, and they were a little blurry, but I did find that I was sitting astride someone - come to think of it, there was something soft under my butt, and I originally thought it was the pile of clothes from before.

etc?!

So what is this in my hand? I pinched it twice reflexively.

Then I felt something tremble under my hand.

I was wondering what was so soft, turns out it was someone else's breast!

Thank God, this is a man.

No, it’s bad to be a man too!

It was a dark night, the moon overhead was obscured by dark clouds, the lights were coming from behind, I couldn't see the face of the person in front of me, and for a moment I couldn't tell where I was.

The key is that this time I don’t even have any ability to refer to.

"Hey, who are you?" There was another person behind me. I turned around and saw a man holding a gun.

It must have been him who fired the gun. The backlight made it difficult for me, who was already shortsighted, to see his face. The only thing I could see was his glowing white hair.

There are too many white-haired people in anime to count.

My hair fell down, and I realized that the bullet was tucked into the end of my hair.

It's amazing that it can even block such a hot weapon?

Isn’t this much more useful than the blue spider lily from the previous world?

As expected, I have already entered the ranks of the tentacle system, which is still quite useful.

"Um... do you want to get off me first?" I came to my senses suddenly and realized that after such a long time, my hands were still lingering on her chest and abdomen, acting like a real pervert.

...Believe me, I didn't mean it.