Not too far away from the stage.

Zhang Xiaotong and Misaka Mikoto were finished with their cosplay session, and they had changed back into the plainclothes they had come in.

“Hm? Where did Shifu go?”

Misaka Mikoto propped a finger on her chin as she looked around the crowd.

Zhang Xiaotong was next to her. She had a calm demeanor, though her eyes were darting around.

“What’s going on there? It’s so crowded.” Misaka Mikoto pointed in the direction where Liu Zilang was.

“Let’s go over and take a look, Xiaotong.” This silly disciple loved crowds, and she ran over happily while holding Zhang Xiaotong’s hand.

Liu Zilang was standing high on the stage, and he could see them from far away.

It has to be said that humans are weird creatures.

Liu Zilang, in his costume, did not feel indifferent facing a massive crowd in front of him along with the viewers of his live stream channel.

However, when he saw Zhang Xiaotong and Misaka Mikoto, he suddenly became self-conscious.

Especially since he had a Frostmourne resting on his shoulders, he looked utterly delusional.

It was nothing out of the ordinary, and it was just a matter of relations. Liu Zilang was used to joking around with his followers in his live stream channel, so there was nothing for him to be embarrassed about.

However, Liu Zilang was an older brother to Zhang Xiaotong and a master to Misaka Mikoto. As a senior to both of them, he felt like his image was a mismatch compared to his usual self.

When he saw them from afar, he looked away, hoping that they would not notice him.

However, he had not expected Misaka Mikoto to end up running in his direction while grabbing Zhang Xiaotong’s hand!

‘F*ck… we’ll see how I discipline you tonight!’

However, that was something in the future.

At the current time, Liu Zilang could only lift his selfie stick in front of him to block his handsome face…

The reality was that Liu Zilang was self-conscious.

He was not familiar with the two-dimensional world and did not know how jarring his entire getup was.

An elegant gentle boy carrying a Frostmourne on one shoulder… was he planning to chop down his dad?

Everyone was attracted to the strange combination, and everyone’s eyes fell on him first.

Zhang Xiaotong and Misaka Mikoto were no exception.

“Wow! Isn’t that Haruka-kun?” Misaka Mikoto’s tone of voice was full of surprise as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. “He looks just like the character!”

Zhang Xiaotong’s eyes brightened. Her big eyes that had long eyelashes did not blink as she looked at Liu Zilang who was on the stage. She was full of admiration for him.

Meanwhile, Liu Zilang, with the selfie stick in front of his face, was unaware of that. He was still pretending to interact with the viewers on his channel.

The witty Misaka Mikoto noticed that something was amiss. “Oh? That selfie stick… doesn’t it look like Shifu’s?”

She turned around to ask Zhang Xiaotong, “Don’t you think so, Xiaotong?”

“Uh… hm.” Zhang Xiaotong nodded. A hint of doubt appeared on her face.

Then, the two girls started to move toward the left amidst the crowd, as though looking for a clear line of fire.

They were surprised to see the selfie stick in the hand of Haruka Kasugano who was on stage also move toward the right, blocking their view.

‘What’s going on?’

Zhang Xiaotong bit her lip. She abruptly grabbed Misaka Mikoto’s hand and then ran toward the right.

As though attracted by a magnet, the selfie stick in Liu Zilang’s hand followed her movements!

“Hmph!” Zhang Xiaotong began to feel a little miffed when she saw it. She scrunched her face as she thought for a moment. Then, she said, “Misaka, you stay here, I’ll go to the left.”

After that, she ran over to the left of the stage in quick steps.

Liu Zilang was stunned when he saw this!

‘When did she learn how to do pincer attacks?’

He was stunned, and Zhang Xiaotong soon arrived on his right.

The next moment, their eyes met.

Zhang Xiaotong recognized him instantly. After all, they lived together.

Liu Zilang was taken aback. Nevertheless, he forced a stiff smile.

Zhang Xiaotong looked at Liu Zilang, an expression of surprise appeared on her face. She was shocked that he was cosplaying a character like that.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she silently mouthed, “Hmph! Pervert!”

Zhang Xiaotong turned around and did not look at him again.

Liu Zilang was used to being shown the cold shoulder by a ‘harrumphing loli’ like Zhang Xiaotong, so much that he could read her lips…

‘Did… did she just say I’m a pervert?’

Liu Zilang was at a loss for words as he stood on the stage.

‘I’m just trying out cosplay… How does that make me a pervert?

‘This is slander!

‘I, Liu Zilang, do not agree!’

Liu Zilang’s stream was being broadcasted from his rear camera. Hence, the viewers in his live stream channel saw everything he saw as well.

When they saw Zhang Xiaotong turn around amidst the crowd, they laughed out loud!

“Finally, you’ve been seen by Xiaotong-chan!”

“Bahaha, I bet she just had the shock of her life!”

“Xiaotong-chan: I didn’t know I had an onii-chan like this! I treat you like my big brother but all you ever think is…”

“So that’s the true colors of Vic, the old thief. It’s my turn to protect Xiaotong-chan!”

“By the way, Xiaotong-chan was mumbling something earlier. Anyone know how to lip read here?”

“I’m Level 8 in lip-reading! I can say with 99% confidence that Xiaotong-chan was mouthing the word ‘pervert’!”

“Hah, ‘pervert’ is just about right. Xiaotong-chan has finally seen Vic’s true colors. Thanks to everyone, we did it!”

“I think Sis’ Senior also had a big hand in this LOLOLOL…”

“…”

The corner of Liu Zilang’s eyelid twitched as he stood on the stage. After stealing a glance at the bullet screen, he came to his senses.

The problem was largely on the character he was cosplaying.

He scanned around in front of him and found the huge Pikachu he was looking for. The Pikachu was doing cute things in front of the crowd.

He took in a deep breath and then walked over toward her, carrying the Frostmourne on his shoulder.

“Senior Qin.” Liu Zilang was behind Qin Xuanxuan.

“What’s up?” The Pikachu turned her head around. It was quite cute.

“May I know… who’s this character I’m cosplaying as?” Liu Zilang asked in a soft tone.

“That’s Haruka Kasugano, you chose the character yourself, didn’t you?” Qin Xuanxuan tried hard not to laugh. Fortunately, her head was hidden within the Pikachu suit.

“Heheh, I guess so…” Liu Zilang laughed dryly. He then asked with some deliberation, “So… what’s the story behind this character?”

“He’s just a normal anime character… nothing special about him,” Qin Xuanxuan said before she casually added, “Well, he f*cked his younger sister.”

“I see…” Liu Zilang nodded.

As the words sank in, his eyes bulged. He could not believe his ears.

“WHAT?”

(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻!

‘What do you mean by ‘normal anime character’?’

The cute Pikachu in front of his eyes had suddenly become not cute at all!

He remembered that ‘flying kick’ from the past event. Grudges both new and old resurfaced.

Liu Zilang, on the brink of despair, could not hold it back anymore. He lifted his Frostmourne and smacked the Pikachu right on the butt!

∑(っ°Д°;)っ!

Everyone in the crowd was stunned silly when they saw this. All of them pointed their smartphones at them.

‘What the hell?

‘Is this the hidden chapter of Jianghai U Cos Club… Haruka Kasugano VS Pikachu?

‘Wait!

‘This seems… legit!’

…