The Style of the Villain Group: The Cold Male God Makes His Entrance

In front of the vanity, Lin Yu was already dressed in the slimming cosplay outfit he had prepared in advance.

With his wig and colored contact lenses on, most of the makeup was basically done.

He was cosplaying the white-haired, mask-wearing Kaneki Ken.

Thanks to some specific props, the simple makeup for the face should be pretty easy to do.

In contrast, it was the little otaku girls’ costumes that were truly troublesome.

It wasn’t until shortly before the event started that everyone was fully transformed.

Except for Chi Qingchi...

“Xiao Chi, almost done, right?”

“Aren’t you still not finished with your makeup either?”

“Put on your mask; no one can see the lower half of your face anyway!”

“Why don’t you focus on yours first? I’ll handle the rest myself.”

Lin Yu watched the patient Chi Qingchi applying powder to his face in the mirror.

He couldn’t help but speak up.

Chi Qingchi’s character was everyday schoolgirl style, portraying Erina Nakiri.

Besides changing clothes and putting on her thigh-high socks, she hadn’t even started her makeup yet.

From the moment makeup began, she had been carefully doing Lin Yu’s makeup by hand.

During that time,

when the drummer sister, who wasn’t cosplaying, wanted to help, Chi Qingchi politely refused.

Lin Yu knew this was Chi Qingchi’s “special care” for the “main contributor.”

He stepped up just in time to save the team’s long-prepared performance.

The only thing Chi Qingchi could do for him was to make sure he became the most dazzling cosplayer at the convention!

Although the cosplay appearance schedule wasn’t as strict as the performance program’s,

if they were too late, wouldn’t all the initial spotlight at the event be stolen by other cosplayers?

Lin Yu didn’t really care whether he was eye-catching or not.

He had come with a casual, “just here to have fun” attitude.

His mindset was completely laid-back.

“Don’t move, Lin, just a little more to go.”

“Let me finish, don’t rush, don’t rush…”

Chi Qingchi had completely put aside her own character’s preparations.

At worst, she’d arrive at the venue half an hour late.

Lin Yu’s makeup absolutely couldn’t be rushed!

Within the club, her cosplay makeup skills were far superior to the others.

She really didn’t trust anyone else to do it.

Unable to refuse her kindness,

Lin Yu could only sit back and enjoy watching the focused Chi Qingchi at work.

The school uniform jacket was about to take shape, the pink bowtie puffed up and full.

As twins, the two sisters’ figures were equally impressive.

Thinking back to the wonderful experiences with the elder Chi…

Then looking at the mirror, seeing the identical face, the same earnest and stubborn Chi Qingchi…

It really made Lin Yu a little dazed!

Lin Yu shamelessly and boldly gave her a thorough once-over.

Chi Qingchi saw everything clearly.

Not only did she watch in the mirror, but she also occasionally turned her head to look directly at him.

That little silver thief!

If it were their usual way of interacting, Chi Qingchi would have already said “No way!” and stopped Lin Yu.

But today…

Well then~

Let the “Savior” enjoy some special treatment.

After all… her figure was just that good, hehe!

“All done, Lin Yu, I’m telling you~”

“You’re definitely one of the coolest cosplayers here today…”

“I…”

Before Chi Qingchi could finish, a commotion broke out in the hallway.

If you didn’t listen carefully, you couldn’t make out what the fuss was about.

Lin Yu calmed himself a little and started listening to the voices of passersby outside:

“Wow! Is that the team from the Shiman Society? Ace looks so cool!”

“Can you be a bit more discerning? The character with the highest accuracy is actually Asuna (the ‘Honest Asuna’) right at the front!”

“Isn’t that Xiang Tiange, the organizer from the Shiman Society? That body ratio is unreal!”

“I heard he’s got pretty high standards and still single. Want to add him on WeChat?”

“……”

Wow, just wow!

Isn’t this the signature style reserved for the ‘villain team’ entrance?

So classic!

Who would’ve thought that Goose Goose Goose would cosplay as the heroine from Sword Art Online?

Lin Yu isn’t really into the anime world, but back in school, he did check out quite a few Asuna’s… little pictures, little notebooks.

The art style is so fresh and pleasant!

Even an outsider like him knows the legend of “Asuna.”

Xiang Tiange cosplaying this character at the convention is sure to attract massive attention.

Compared to the early masterpieces, today’s Chi Qingchi is cosplaying the reverse version of the heiress “Erina Nakiri.”

Clearly, she’s a step below in terms of impact.

At the entrance to the lounge.

Zhao Yuhao closed the door behind him and reminded everyone:

“They’re from the Shiman Society, don’t let them affect you.”

“Everyone who’s ready, follow me to the convention hall first.”

“Chi Qingchi, no rush for you. Take your time to get fully prepared before joining us.”

Despite the flashy entrance of the Shiman Society, Zhao Yuhao remained particularly composed.

Before coming here,

the only person in his mind who could outshine the Shiman Society cosplayers was Chi Qingchi.

But now,

seeing Lin Yu stand up from his seat,

Zhao Yuhao was deeply shocked and could only keep a calm facade as he looked at Lin Yu…

The level of accuracy is just too high!

If this were a live-action movie, Lin Yu would definitely nail the role of Kaneki Ken.

Forget the Shiman Society and Xiang Tiange.

Watch the “hidden ace” of Pingchuan University’s Anime Club make his debut!

From Zhao Yuhao’s expression, Lin Yu could sense the appraisal.

Such an effect

was largely thanks to Chi Qingchi’s efforts.

After Zhao Yuhao finished speaking,

everyone else remained frozen in place except Lin Yu, who took action.

Especially the few otaku girls, who eagerly pulled out their phones,

snapping photos of Lin Yu from every angle!

“Oh my god, what a god-level cosplay!”

“So handsome! If I were Dong Xiang, I’d totally fall for this little Kaneki angel!”

“First-hand convention scoop, gotta post this on my Moments, ahhh, I’m dying, I’m dying!”

“Lin Yu, are you really not part of any other club? Think about joining our Anime Club, okay?”

“Why even compare? It’s already over!”

“……”

Zhao Yuhao: “……”

Lin Yu: “……”

Chi Qingchi: “Hehehe, my eye for talent is pretty great, right?”

Just stepping out of the lounge door

took several minutes.

Fortunately, most of the crowd in the corridor had been drawn away by the Shiman Society.

As the convention started,

Lin Yu and his fellow club members finally made their way to the convention hall on the first floor.

By now, quite a few visitors had already arrived.

It’s said that previous conventions held here attracted over a thousand people.

Even though it was raining outside today,

it couldn’t dampen everyone’s enthusiasm.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, steadying his mindset as he arrived at the designated event area.

After stopping in his tracks,

a few groups of young girls immediately noticed the cold and aloof "Kaneki Ken"!

……

(Today’s first update is here, and after tonight’s second update, there will be extra chapters as well. I hope everyone can support with their love and energy. Thanks so much to all of you!)

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