【Inuyasha】White Moonlight and Vermillion Mole

The makeup artist was a girl about the same age as Kagome. Her eyes sparkled with surprise the first time she saw Kagome.

Wow, this temperament, this outfit, this figure... ahem, what kind of character is she cosplaying? She feels like she came out of a comic book.

"Hello, I'm your makeup artist. Please give me some advice since this is our first meeting."

The makeup artist was shy and spoke in a low voice.

Hojo-kun, who was obviously ignored, was speechless and wanted to point at himself. Then I'll go?

Kagome yawned again and called Hojo-kun, "Hurry up, let's go in. Let me sleep for a while after putting on makeup."

He walked forward first, and the makeup artist and Hojo-kun hurriedly followed. After walking two steps, Kagome stopped, turned her head, and smiled embarrassedly at the puzzled eyes of the two people behind her, "Hahaha... Where are you putting on makeup?"

Makeup artist:...

Hojo-kun:... Don't you know you're leading the way in front?

It seems that the person is really sleepy and confused. Hojo-kun motioned the makeup artist to go forward, while he put his arm around Kagome's shoulders and walked behind her with her.

Kagome was so sleepy that she closed her eyes and let Hojo-kun pull her, looking like she was leaving everything to fate.

The place they came to was a commercial building. The first floor was the reception hall, the second floor was the place for the comic exhibition, and the third floor, the top floor, was the makeup and changing room.

Along the way, Kagome heard vague voices beside her ears, and they seemed to be lowering their voices. He opened his eyes a little and saw a group of people in strange costumes.

Oh, they are cosplay enthusiasts.

He suddenly lost the idea of ​​looking at them, and Kagome continued to close her eyes. He was not interested in these, and he didn't know the characters represented by the clothes they wore. It was purely an accident to come here.

Well... It's all my fault for talking nonsense.

Oh, sigh.

Holding the principle that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and the more you do, the more mistakes you make, Kagome simply closed her eyes to avoid dealing with Hojo-kun.

In a trance, he was pressed on a chair, and he leaned back to feel comfortable. Just as he was about to open his eyes in a daze, he felt something wet gently patting his face.

Kagome realized that she had started to put on makeup.

He wanted to open his eyes, but the makeup artist's technique was too comfortable, and the touch was as light as a breeze blowing across his face. The other party didn't want to disturb him, and even the sound of her words was breathy.

Accompanied by white noise, Kagome's consciousness slowly sank, and she really fell asleep unknowingly.

"Ali, wake up, wake up quickly, the comic exhibition is about to start, we have to go downstairs to prepare."

At this moment, there were many people in the dressing room, and the previous white noise completely became noise. Kagome had already woken up without Hojo-kun's shouting.

"Well... I know."

Struggling to prop up her body, the first moment she opened her eyes, Kagome faced the person in the mirror in front of her.

"Eh?"

The person in the mirror also opened his eyes wide.

Kagome closed her eyes reflexively and covered her face with her hands, not wanting to look directly at herself in the mirror.

This person... this person...

Who painted the red eyeshadow on him, and who put a moon pattern on his forehead? ? !

After tearing off the sticker on his forehead in a hurry, Kagome dared to open her eyes and look in the mirror. Except for the eyes, which were a bit similar, everything else was acceptable.

Kagome patted her chest with lingering fear, "It's terrible, I was almost scared by myself in the mirror."

"Eh~ Why did you tear off the decoration? It suits you quite well." The makeup artist had just finished making up for one person, and when she turned around, she saw Kagome's action, with a slightly regretful tone.

"Yes, yes, it really suits you, especially when you don't make any expression." Hojo-kun agreed.

"Really, hahaha, I don't like things on my forehead, hahaha, sorry..." The key is that I don't like the shape of the moon!

It's not a question of whether it looks good or not, or whether it's suitable or not, it's a question of horror.

Kagome stood up from the chair, her long hair falling in front of her like a waterfall from behind, and she realized that she was wearing a wig.

He stared at the mirror blankly, leaving aside the pair of eyes that looked more sharp with makeup, and the other facial features blended with the long hair to vaguely see another face.

Himself... Kikyo...?

Covering his face and lowering his head, God, who is he looking at through this face? !

No, no, no, don't blame him, Kagome patted her cheeks, jumped away, asked the makeup artist for a rubber band, and tied her long hair into a high ponytail in no time.

Then she took out a mask from the backpack she brought with her. It was a gas mask for demon hunters, and he had brought it back with him with his waist.

This face really made him feel unfamiliar.

For some reason, Kagome didn't want to be seen by others as she was now.

"Wow, is this mask also part of the character?" Hojo-kun exclaimed, jumpingEager to try, "So handsome, I want it too, do you have more?"

"Ah?" Kagome tied the rope at the back of her head tightly, and was speechless for a moment after listening to Hojo-kun's request.

"Ignore him." The makeup artist almost laughed out of anger, "Hojo-kun... your role is not suitable for wearing such a mask, you will be scolded."

"At least you have to look at who your role is today."

"Yes, yes." Hojo-kun scratched his cheek angrily, pulled Kagome's arm and walked out, awkwardly changing the subject, "Hurry up, hurry up, the comic exhibition is about to start, let's go and take a seat."

Kagome, who was dragged out, waved to the makeup artist, "We'll go first, thank you today... the makeup looks good."

The makeup artist was stunned at first and then clenched his fists, with a blush on his face, "You're welcome." Being praised!

Kagome, who had taken a nap, was in a pretty good mental state so far. With the mask covering half of her face, she no longer felt ashamed and behaved more relaxed and natural.

"So many people..."

The spacious and bright hall was crowded with people, and the cosplay costumes of various shapes were dazzling. These people gathered in twos and threes, talking enthusiastically and sharing their love and understanding of the two-dimensional culture.

The undisguised enthusiasm and love in his expression shocked Kagome, who had never touched upon the field before.

He squeezed in the crowd with Hojo-kun, and from time to time some small things were stuffed into his hands, such as candy, biscuits, small cards... There were lip prints on the small cards.

Some people even stared at his eyes and kissed the small cards in front of Kagome, then stuffed them into his collar pocket, covered their faces and screamed and ran away.

Kagome was left alone, her body stiff and unable to move. He was dumbfounded, "Everyone... is so, so... unrestrained?"

Hojo-kun cried, "No, at least not to me."

Ugh.

Covering her lips and coughing twice, Kagome patted Hojo-kun on the shoulder, "It will happen."

This comfort did not have much effect, but Hojo-kun had a strong ability to heal himself, and soon he dragged Kagome around.

It must be said that new things are very attractive. Kagome quickly adapted to the comic exhibition and looked around.

"Hello, can you pose for me to take a picture?"

"Like this?"

Try to imitate Coral and pose a few poses.

There was a series of camera shutter sounds.

The corners of Kagome's mouth under the mask unconsciously curled up, not to mention... it was quite interesting.