Chapter 9

Cosplay. 2005/12/23 00:02 —“A miniskirt Santa… would be so great.” It all began with this comment from Y-ko, as she sat eating a mandarin orange. Ah, yes, I can see where we’re heading with this. Yes, very moe. Ridiculously so. It’s too bad that written words can’t convey sarcasm of the type I’m using now. I thought you just said it was for my sake. And why would you want to wear that? … …… ……… What the hell do you mean, reindeer costume? Like full-body tights with hair stuck to them, the kind you’d see in a comedy show? Besides, what’s so fun about seeing a guy wearing full-body tights? Am I supposed to be turned into a laughingstock for doing this?! Is this really something I should be yelling at her for? I mean, it is an event that only comes once a year… She just wants to enjoy it. … …… ……… I take the preceding statement back! I also avoid confronting the truth—that I’m already being dragged there efficiently enough as it is. … I’m ignoring the fact that I’m already half-lured at the moment. I’m also ignoring the fact that you can dress up like Santa at any time of year. Hang in there, reason. Arrrgh—I should have realized that Y-ko would know my secret favorite— Did she see it?! Did she look inside?! She’s holding this against me! Not Comiket… … I just can’t… You were talking about that? I guess she doesn’t even care about the Comiket part. Well, that’s better for me… Pink nurse with cat ears. Pink nurse with cat ears. Pink nurse with cat ears. … (Imagining) …… (Fantasizing) ……… (Agonizing) What a ridiculously tantalizing combination!! No fair putting it into that song!! A man’s sense of reason is as flimsy as a single sheet of paper…