Hello, it's me. That's it. Bye.

P.S. Bubble milk tea is delicious.

Happy sunny Sunday~ Right now I'm experiencing very, very, very good things. Why? Because right now I'm at a cosplay event and about to get a free limited edition poster of Nong Benz. A very moe female cosplayer of Thai nationality who is trending on social media right now!

The line stretched out until it overflowed into the conference room. But I don't care. Because I'm the third person! Speed ​​is the devil, you know! Been coming to camp since 3am just for this poster!

“Hello,” the girl's soft voice said with a gentle salute. She is in the costume from Rem.

Re-Zero

Big blue eyes were looking at me. The nose is small and ridged. Mouth holds shape This is clearly an angel! The chest is... Just by feeling sympathy, it all melts away.

“H-Hello,” I said politely. Fuck, I was so embarrassed.

“What should I get you today, sir?” Mr. Than, my younger brother calls me Mr. Than. My heart is screaming like crazy.

“Limited poster!” Is this too much?

“Would you like me to sign a Benz for you?”

“S-Cent! I'll put it up on the shelf for worship!”

“Haha, thank you very much.” The girl laughed cheerfully before opening the pen to sign on the poster size.

A3

Her moves were as beautiful as dancing. If coming to you this time makes me go to hell. I'm going to tell the devil that I've seen an angel!

"finished Thank you for coming today.” Your smile has stolen the hearts of men all over the world. Do you know that?~

“Y-Yes!” I stretched out my hand to receive the poster with a heart full of happiness. Our hands touched slightly. Even if it's just a glimpse But that hand must be very soft.

I really want to stop this moment. But time must move on. Before I knew it, I was already in front of the meeting room. When I spoke, I felt sad. I looked down at my watch, hoping it was time to go home. But it turns out that it's just past noon now. Hey, let's go get something to eat and buy some Good Anime and then go back.

After wandering around the event for quite a while (really big time), it was finally time to go home. But before leaving, I came across something really awesome!

The layer that cosplays has a cute, familiar face: big round eyes, a ridged nose, thin pink chestnut lips…

yes! He is Nong Benz. But it wouldn't have been great if I hadn't met her in the men's restroom!

not yet! Not at its peak yet! At first, I could accept it. So I walked in to wash my hands next to him, but after taking off the wig, removing contacts, and washing off makeup, that's all...

“Fuck Benz…” That was the first thing I said after our eyes met in the mirror.

“Huh---” The owner of the name turned to look at me with a slightly surprised expression, “Yes?”

“Really a Benz?!”

“Yes, it's Benz.” The person in front of me blinked.

“The Benz that studies at Pittayakhom School, which is all male?!”

"yes"

“That nerd Benz guy. Who is that person?!”

"That's right...and you..."

"I'm the one who often hits the seamstress' son at your wheel." I grabbed Benz's shoulder and shook it gently.

“Where is Tim? I don't know…” He was clearly trying to brush off the answer.

“How can you not know me? I'm sitting behind you."

“Oh… fill in the unruly place a bit.”

"Oh, it's me."

“H---!” The other party quickly grabbed his glasses and put them on. “Shit….”

“Do you cosplay too?” I asked.

“No Benz.”

“Don't deny it. Evidence in my hand.” I pointed to the black equipment bag that was lying there.

“Today, I'm just here to take my sister's place!”

“Don't bother me until you know the size of condoms. Why don't I know that you're an only child?"

“When did you learn the size of Benz condoms?!”

"You'll know just by peeking in the bathroom!"

“Is this Mr. Stoker Benz?! mental disorder!"

“Don't act like a girl. Pissing next to each other. Sometimes they want to know.” I shrugged. “It's small and cute.”

“Size 49, don't talk!”

“It's the standard!”

“Standards are considered small!”

"no! It can still grow according to age!”

“I've been growing up for 16 years now. It probably won't grow any bigger than this!”

“It must grow again!”

"I'm not grown anymore!"

"Otherwise, I'll go inject it and make it grow like a woman's breasts!"

“Now I'll be like you.

xxx

That's the news about sausages on Twitter!! One more thing, talk about breast injections. For women, they only wear silicone, right?!”

“It can be injected. Now I'm growing just by taking breast-control pills! Ladyboys eat it too!”

“But birth control pills can only be taken by women, right?”

“It's a pill. Anyone who has money to buy and eat, buy and eat. Aren't you the same?!”

“Ha---”

“That's it. Those breasts, just like this.” I looked down at the breasts under the maid uniform and acted.

"pornographic! These are fake breasts!”

“Fake milk?”

“Yes, cosplay equipment. Don't you know me?!”

"I don't know." I was stunned to know something like this. “So it looks like the real thing? Can I try to catch it?”

"Benz doesn't know. Benz never caught the real thing."

“Then let me try to catch you.”

“Are you crazy?!” Benz made a defensive gesture.

"I'm confused. It's really not your thing, is it? Just a little bit." I gave the person in front of me a pleading look.

“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

“Just a little bit.”

"No, Benz is jealous."

"How are you so possessive? Are you afraid I'll ruin it?"

“Hmm.” The other party nodded dejectedly.

"Okay, I promise I'll hold you gently."

"Don't squeeze too hard."

"Yes"

“Promise.”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Okay, fine.” Benz lowered his hand for me to touch a soft lump of flesh… No, it was a lump of plastic (I think), but it was no different from what I had imagined.

“Why is it so heavy?” I asked curiously.

“Well, it's made of silicone.”

"Oh? I thought it was plastic." I gently lifted it up and down. "Don't you feel tired wearing this all the time?"

"I'm tired. It feels like my throat is about to fall off."

"oh…"

"Have you caught until you're satisfied?"

“Oh,” I shrugged before releasing the silicone lump.

“Then Benz, please go take off your clothes first,” while the other party turned and went into the bathroom. I noticed that the zipper in the center of the back of the suit was difficult to open.

“The outfit looks difficult to take off. Do you want me to help you?”

"It's okay. Benz is considerate."

“Come on, guys.”

“..." Benz looked at me harshly as if I were some kind of person secretly taking pictures under a skirt or some lustful pervert who only wanted to molest me.

"What's the deal? I can't take it off for you." I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly. “You can put it on and you can take it off, right?”

“Yes, but when I put it on, someone put it on for me.”

“Then let me help you take it off.”

“...a little help would be good.” Benz turned his back to me.

“Um,” I use my hand to unzip the zipper quickly, hoping it will end in one go. But it was not as expected. The zipper that slowly slid down, revealing white skin with some freckles, was severely stuck.

Yes... the zipper broke.

"Are you done yet? It's taken so long. Just unzip it yourself," Benz started to fuss.

“The zipper is broken.”

“Huh?!” he exclaimed in a slightly angry tone.

"It's not a big deal. Just for a moment, stay still."

“What are you going to do?”

“Do you have small needle-nose pliers?”

"No, why?"

“How about I use it to fix a broken zipper?”

“Oh… Benz doesn't have anything like that.”

"Oh, fuck it." If the zipper breaks, pull it down even though it's broken. “Stay still.”

I held the zipper together a little, delicately, as my mother had taught me. before slowly pulling it down again But because it got stuck again, I pulled it out (?)

“Shit, did you break the Benz suit?” Benz shouted after taking off the Medrem suit and flipping it over to look at.

“Broken, it was broken, but not too much broken.”

“You are responsible.” The person in front threw the clothes to me with an angry face. before turning to remove the fake breasts

“Huh? I am.”

"Oh, you ruined it."

“Do you want me to buy you a new one?”

“No, aren't you the son of a seamstress? Let me fix it,” Benz insisted loudly while wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Go back to being a normal man again.

“Ah, all right.”

“Bring it back.” The other party quickly shoveled everything into a large bag. “Go and see you.”

"Um," he finished speaking, Benz shouldered his bag and walked away... Holy shit, is your dad the Flash?

After separating, I looked down at the maid outfit in my hand. While thinking about something idly

Wait a minute...

Fuck! This is Nong Benz's outfit! Nong Benz Layer, the girl I've been following since I got to know this industry! Plus now it's a social media trend! The women's outfits of many men's dreams are now in my hands! Even though it's actually a man... Plus, he's a roommate in an all-boys school.

How am I supposed to feel? Sigh! The more I think, the more confused I become. I mean, if Benz were a woman, I'd probably be happier, but this...

Oh! I don't know how to explain it!

What a deal! It's better to go home. I shook off the thoughts in my head and headed home, not caring what the people on the subway would look at me for blatantly carrying a maid outfit like this! But what can I do? Well, the bag doesn't hold enough!

"Sigh!" When I opened the door and entered the bedroom safely. I threw the problematic cosplay the other way and threw myself onto the bed like that. Followed by sighing over and over for no apparent reason. It might be because my head hasn't finished processing it since the evening.

“Whew!” I let out a sharp breath before I stood up and looked at the medrem uniform that Fiang had left on the table. At this point, all my brain could process was that I needed to fix the zipper on this outfit and return it. That's it, I immediately took out my sewing tools and started.

It's like you can warp. When I realized it, I was in front of a familiar Mathayom 4 room in a skimpy student uniform. The messy hair sticking down into your eyes made you instantly know that you hadn't brushed your hair yet. He carried a backpack containing almost nothing but a pen. In his hand was a paper bag containing items that needed to be returned.

What did you do last night? When do you wake up? Did you sleep? Or even how I ended up here doesn't have any memories of that part... I opened the door to look for the person from yesterday. But he didn't find him. Until someone gently nudged me on the back.

“Brothers, do you have any business?”

“Hmm, little sister, what business do you have in this room?”

"No, hyung, I come to study in my class as usual."

"But you're in Grade 3, right? The face is familiar."

“Well, this is a third-grade room.” The person in front of me suppressed a laugh.

"Huh...oh, isn't this a 4th grade room?"

“Mathayom 4 and one level up.”

"Oh, really? I'm sorry." Is my brain really that blurry?!! This is truly shameful!

I dragged my body up another twenty steps until I arrived in front of the (real) Mathayom 4 room. When I opened the door, I immediately found my goal. and I rushed in without delay.

"Benz, bring it back. Please check the condition." I reached down to take out the contents of the paper bag and gave it to the other person, but...

“Stop, you stop.” Benz stopped my hand first.

“Why?”

“If you take it out in front of all your friends in the Benz class, you'll definitely get teased...”

"Hoy! Come early today, Tim." The familiar voice of a group of friends came from the door. "Oh, just came to copy this transvestite's work."

“..." I used my brain to process the previous and now for a while before immediately stuffing the item back in my hand. "U-Uh! Yes, I rushed to copy the work.”

“It's always been like this. Did you sleep last night? It looked blurry."

“Uh...I'm not sure. Probably not.”

“What are you doing? Hmm.”

"I don't know, I don't remember, haha." I laughed dryly. Hoping to cover up what he did last night…. Which I really can't remember. The last picture is of a needle and thread. Small needle-nose pliers

Oh, that's right. Last night, I repaired Benz's costume all night. At first, I was just going to fix the broken zipper. But when I saw some of the details, I was annoyed. In the end, I fixed this and that until I could warp (?)

“And what is that paper bag, Tim?”

“Oh...this one…” I looked in the direction it was pointing. Shit, how am I going to fix this? If it knew it was a Benz costume I hope they both get teased.

“What is this? I can't help but feel embarrassed. Hurry and tell me.” The person in front of me made a motion to pick it up and look at it. Shit, shit, shit!

“It's a set that Benz asked Tim to repair. There's nothing.”

“Hmmm??? Do you want me to fix it?” Damn Benz! If you say that, they'll know! “What outfit?”

"Hey you, you better not be nosy." I smiled dryly at my dear friend.

"No, I want to be nosy. I want to be nosy. When will we be close enough to ask for clothes to be repaired?" I'm totally lost.

“So…” My brain was trying to come up with the most appropriate excuse. But it's clogged in every way.

God, please! Even though my ID card is Buddhist...

“Tim wants to flirt with his sister next to the Benz room. So let Benz help. The shirt in the bag belongs to the older sister next to the Benz room.”

"..." Wait, are you going to believe this? There's no way. There's no way. They're not that stupid. I looked at the interlocutor who was slightly stunned. You must not believe it. What must I do? “Uh...I think We'd better stop talking about this..."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, there's a girl, I won't tell you."

“Ha”

“I'm not here to give you any advice. My vest.”

“U-Uh... Yes!” Let's follow the water first.

"Who is it? How is it? Is it beautiful?" Okay, I'd like to retract my statement that it wasn't stupid.

“Beautiful!”

"And what kind of person are you? Older than me, right? I saw a transvestite calling you sister."

"yes yes! Probably older. Two years maybe!”

"Wow, I'm jealous."

“Oh, haha,” I laughed dryly, covering it up again.

“Good, Toot, other things are useful. Thank you on behalf of us as well.”

"Um, it's okay," Benz smiled slightly. "Then take the Benz."

“Ah,” I nodded in response.

"Hey, why don't you leave a message for the owner of the outfit?"

“What message?”

"Tell me you love me."

“That's enough.” I refused because if I told him, it would be like telling Benz.

"Please, like, I like you, that's all."

“Better not.”

"Come on, is that a transvestite?"

“Isn't that better?” I turned to look at Benz slightly, shaking my head.

“Benz said it wouldn't hurt.” Shit, why did I suddenly become a victim?

“Take some.”

“I don't want it.”

"I won't get my wish, Tim." What is that evil smile?!

"Oh, okay... Okay." If you tell Benz, it's like telling Nong Benz. It's considered that telling the beautiful little Benz, why would you think too much?!

"What's up?"

“Um… said that the owner of the outfit is very cute.”

“Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Stop teasing!”

"Um, okay, Benz will tell you."

“Please give it to me, idiot.”

"F-Please take care of me, Benz." As soon as I finished saying the sentence, I felt embarrassed. Fuck me!

After the banter was finished, the line-up bell rang. And we went our separate ways as usual.

My status with Benz in school Normally they are not particularly close or far apart. They're normal roommates. There's normal teasing. We didn't go out to lunch or go home together like we would with close friends. And I didn't bully her like we did braids or anything like that.

Just normal roommates And I've always thought that way.

Until I realized that it was a little Benz! When I saw him, there were pictures of little Benz (which was him in cosplay) piled up until I felt embarrassed. Hearing someone else call his name, he almost turned around. Being nearby is annoying. Maybe it felt like Kamioshi in a famous idol group was a roommate or something like that? Or is it a secretly dating moment in this room?

Shit...Did I really imagine going that far? The other party is a man, Tim. You must be calm. You must be calm.

It's like being able to warp again. Before I knew it, I was in my Thai language class, which was the last one of the day. Didn't I just get in line myself(?)

“Alright, let the students pair up. The teacher will give orders.”

“Three people can't do it, Professor?” A group of close friends greeted me. Because our gang has 7 people, it's big, but I'm not that powerful. If compared to the feudal system, I am just a commoner. It's sad to say...

Which is a quantity of 7 people. Anyway, it doesn't fit. So in pair work, one person has to go out with the other person.

"cannot! There are 40 people in the room, so we're already dividing it up.”

“Wow, Teacher.”

“No need to boo. Can't, can't. Let's come to an agreement among ourselves." After the teacher finished speaking, They turned to gossip and talk for a while (which I didn't participate in) before turning and smiling sweetly.

“Good luck, dear friend.” They patted my shoulder gently.

“Oh, me?”

"Oh, you guys, I'm really sorry."

“Is this your intention to hurt me? You all know that I hate this subject.”

"Hey, it's not hurtful. It's necessary. The situation forced me."

“What?”

"Fight, friend, for the score. We know you can do it."

"...Sigh." I let out a long sigh. In any case, he couldn't ask for anything. "Fine."

“Please stay safe, my friends.”

“Oh,” I sighed again. So where do you go to find a partner? The people in the mother's room lived together as a group. Personally, I'm not very good at this subject.

If the job is to translate a poem, this can never be done. No matter how many times I read it, I thought This is not the language humans use anymore! Something like that If you order a report, that's enough. I'm good at copying and pasting this. But if it were anything else...it would be haphazard.

“Is there anyone who doesn't have a group yet?” I raised my hand slowly. There's probably some left. Because the number of people is perfect, right? And as I thought There are living things just like me.

And that was the person sitting in front of me… fuck.

"Ah, so these two are together."

“Wait a minute, Teacher,” I interrupted. You want me to pair with a Benz?! Definitely won't get a job!

“Hmm, what is it?”

“It's like... uh... what should I say?”

"If you don't want to partner with a friend, just do it solo. Let's make an agreement on our own, OK."

“Ah…” How can I do it alone?

“Don't you want to be paired with Benz?” The person who was meant to be paired with me turned and looked at him blankly.

“No, not like that, but like…” How am I supposed to tell you that just by seeing your face? My heart is already sinking!

"type?"

“Like, I'm useless. Are you really going to be a couple?”

"um"

"Hey, if you go with me, I'll be a burden."

“If Benz lets you go. You can't do anything anyway, right?" The person in front of me said with a smile. Well, that's true. "That way, Benz really has to be with you."

“Uh…”

“Or I won't take the grades from this subject. Benz doesn't prohibit that. Benz can do it alone.”

“Yes, we can go together too.”

“We have agreed upon it, right? Then the teacher gives the work orders."

“Yes~” The friends in the room responded in unison.

“Please translate the poem about love here.” The teacher spread out the book and pointed it out. And then gave a long explanation about going to Mars. which I didn't pay much attention to

Because right now there is nothing in my head except the thought: I paired it with a Benz. The cutest man who dresses as a woman in Thailand! Hundreds of millions of cycles! Wow, I don't know what language to shout in.

“Come on, let's consider it a discussion. I'll send it next week. You can cancel class."

“Teacher! Let's break up!” One of my friends said.

"Wow, that's awesome. So funny. I can't stop laughing. Hahaha," I said, accepting the joke a little. To turn your thoughts in another direction.

"You're annoying, Tim."

“Oh my goodness, you accepted the joke.”

“This joke is old. Don't play," the teacher said softly.

“Did you see that the teacher still knows? Hahaha.”

"Never mind, I don't think I've ever said anything."

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”

"Oh, say respect."

“Students, salute!”

“Thank you.” Everyone quickly packed their bags and rushed out the door. It was as if if he could jump out the window he would have already done it.

Which I am one person who is like that as well. But today I'll have to talk with Benz to clear things up about work first.

"Benz"

“Huh? Is there something wrong?”

“About work…”

"Oh, Benz can do it himself."

“Is there nothing I can help with?”

“Um...well, there isn't any.”

"Oh, if you don't help, it feels wrong."

“It's really okay.”

“Nah… whatever, let me help you. How uncomfortable is it to get free points?”

“..." The person in front of me looked thoughtful for a while. “Anything is possible.”

“Oh, everything.”

“So, if Benz has something to help you with, Benz will tell you."

“Okay, fine,” I shrugged. “If you have anything, just drop me a line. It's in that group of rooms."

“Okay.”

“See you later.”

“See you later.” After that, we parted ways and went home safely.

I lay down on the bed as usual. Pick up the phone and scroll through Facebook as usual. Eat fresh milk as usual. Do everything as usual. Including not thinking about touching the homework as before.

My Facebook page had only the same things until...

'Today I received the set that was sent for repairs back>< The mechanic said that Benz is cute too. I'm so embarrassed.'

Rushing!!!

“Just a---” I spit out cloudy white water (meaning milk) because of the caption on Nong Benz's super cute Medrem picture. which just went down two minutes ago… Details on the bow and seams It's the one I just sewed for you.

God, I can't stop smiling...

But first! I should clean up before I get too distracted. I hurriedly put the phone on the table and grabbed a tissue to roughly wipe up the liquid that had stained my body.

“Tim! Mother sent you to follow me…” The door opened and revealed the same-blooded brother I had just seen in the living room. Now you're seeing me in a misleading state.

“..." The person in front of me was slightly stunned before his eyes shifted to see the phone on the table. And on the screen there was still a picture of Nong Benz open.

“My little brother is finally grown up.”

“Wait!” Before I could explain or make any excuses, the door to the room closed. Followed by my older brother's voice coming from the front of the room.

“Mommy, Tim is flying a kite!”

“The kite is in short supply!” I yanked open the door and ran after him, hoping there would be a gap for me to make amends, but...

“That's not polite at all, Tim. And the next day, lock the door as well. Don't let me open it up and see you again."

“Mom!” I yelled at the same time. The door of the house opened.

“Father is back. What did you eat today?”

"father! Tim plays indoor sports.” The troublesome older brother didn't stop there. You really aren't going to let me make amends?

“Good, get some exercise.”

“I didn't mean it like that. I mean, Tim opened a picture of a woman and drew---”

“Dammit, Brother Heng is unlucky. Shut your mouth right now!” I shouted before the rated words could leave the mouth of the person in front of me.

“Oh, just like that? How are you?”

"There's a lot of water, it's all over the floor." Still hasn't stopped pouring.

"The first time is like this. Keep it for a long time."

"That's it." Wow, that's fun!

"And who is this girl? Do you know her?"

"do not know But it's very beautiful, Dad."

“Oh, let's introduce some later,” Dad teased.

“Nope.” Brother patted my shoulder softly while smiling. That's bad!

“Dad!” The feeling right now was like being naked in public. It was so shameful that I wanted to hang myself under the bean sprouts, my life was over. If they knew that the person in the picture was a man, how would they feel? You will definitely be teased for being ordained.

“Come on, come eat now.”

“Wow!”

"....Yes." Then everything continued without me defending myself at all.

And then Friday came. Time passed quickly like a lie. All week I didn't talk to Benz more than usual. But that's the only good thing. There will be no confusion in life again.

I tried to forget that Benz was my favorite female cosplayer, Benz. And act normally, it can be done, until now it looks really normal.

Let's forget about that. Because this weekend! There was also a cosplay event to promote the new anime Card Captor Sakura (

Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card)!

which also has guest cosplayer Grace. I don't know who she is, but this part's costume is very good for me. I'll go!

“Hey Tim, let's go see a movie this week,” a dear friend said while we were sitting on the bus to go home.

"Sorry, I have something to do."

“Whoa, looking for a girl.”

“You can say that,” I shrugged.

"Mmmm, now I'm leaving my friend."

"Yes"

"Good luck." The group of friends waved goodbye.

“Oh, bye.” The bus pulled up to the stop where I had to get off. After saying goodbye, I went straight home as usual.

And then life goes in circles. Return home the same way. Sleeping on the bed as usual Pick up the phone and scroll through Facebook as usual. But I don't drink fresh milk. Do everything as usual. Including not thinking about touching homework like usual until...

line! There's a notification sound that goes off when no one should be talking. On the screen appeared the name of the person I had been avoiding (?) lately.

That is, little Bennonsu.

Benz: Tim, do you remember what you said during the Thai duet?

Oh... Couple work, I thought back to Monday. In fact, the memory is very faint.

Tim: Why?

Benz: You said it helped with everything, right?

Tim: Um, is there something wrong?

Benz: Really everything.

I asked again and again until I wasn't sure what exactly it wanted me to do.

Tim: That's right. It's not a breach of promise.

Benz: Well, Benz has something to help you with. But do I have to lay out the story first?

Tim: It's good to have crab first.

Benz: Well, Benz was hired to go to an event this Sunday. And the costume that Benz spent money on to pre-order? The warehouse couldn't deliver it in time. Here, Benz remembers that Tim was good at sewing. So I'm going to let you cut some costumes.

Sunday, Sunday... I'm thinking of an event this coming Sunday. Don't tell me that...

Tim: Card Captor promotion event?!

Benz: Yes, Benz Cos is the new Sakura version.

Seriously! Benz is a secret guest Grace? I'm dead. I'm definitely going to die. He didn't die because of the cuteness he had imagined. Died because of the matter I asked for help with! There are a lot of details on the outfits. Besides, I've never actually made a cosplay costume! I can't handle a job this big!

If you want to know which big event this is, It's a white dress with lots of wings!

Tim: I can't take it. My skills are definitely not up to par.

Benz: If you don't try, you won't know. Didn't you do a great job when fixing the details of the original outfit?

Tim : But this time it's the new Card Captor main set! Am I going to be okay?

Benz: If you can't take it, you have to take it. Besides, you said you'd help with everything, right? Come on, Benz already bought the equipment. Benz will go to Tim's house now.

Fuck, seriously?! It's not worth the promise!

Tim: Do you know my house address to come?

Benz: Do you still know the condom size? How can you not know your home address?

Familiar words, but never mind!

Benz: Another 20 to go.

Twenty...twenty minutes? But 20 seconds after the message was sent, the bell rang.

“Yes,” Mother's voice answered the bell.

"mother! I'll open it myself!” I rushed down the stairs at the speed of light and opened the door, cutting Mom in front of me immediately. And the person standing in front of the door was a Benz who was carrying a pile of things.

I processed it for a while before I realized I had to say something.

"I'll help you carry it first."

“Thank you.” I received some things from the person in front of me.

“Who's coming?” Mother walked out of the kitchen with a question that I didn't really want to answer.

"Hello, I'm Benz. I'm a friend in Tim's room."

"Oh, that's it? What business did you have today that caused you to carry so much stuff?" Mom pointed at the things we were carrying.

“Uh...that is.” How should I answer that Benz has come to help me make the costume that I have to wear this Sunday? If you tell the truth, you'll definitely get hurt like when your breasts spilled.

“We accept cosplay costumes. This time it was an urgent order. So we agreed to bring it to Tim's house to make it.” Benz seemed to notice my frown. It quickly resolved the situation. This guy is too smart!

“Wow, that's really good. Tim likes things like this too.” The person in front of him smiled cheerfully. “Then let's take the things up and put them away first. And then come down and eat together.”

“Thank you very much,” Benz and I said thank you before loading our things up into the room.

“Where did you put it?” Benz asked after I kicked the door into the room.

“Wherever there is space, put it there.”

“Okay,” he finished speaking and the interlocutor walked away to put things away. But it seemed like he stepped on the cloth he was holding and…

Because of human nature(?) that has to run to pick up things that have fallen. So I quickly grabbed Benz's waist. But the result appears to be We both fell. In a very revealing position.

"Who's here? Tim's making a loud noise..." Oh, this brother. The timing of life is too good!

“Mom~! It's Tim---"

“Shut up!!!” I got up in time to stop him.

“Is something wrong, child?”

“Well, it's Tim...”

"..." I stared at my older brother with anger. "Don't say it. If you do, I'll definitely kill you."

“...Nothing, Mom. I'm just introducing my future girlfriend to you."

"A boyfriend like that? Very nice."

“I didn't tell you if you brought your girlfriend to sleep at home. This brother couldn't prepare in time.”

"Don't accidentally get pregnant before graduation, child."

"mother! But I am a man and the other person is also a man!” I hurriedly protested.

“Then put on a condom, son. Right now there is still an infection.”

“Mom!”

“Hahaha!” This guy laughed happily!

“Sigh…” I sighed. How can I spend 16 years of my life living with this?

“So you won't introduce your friends to me?” The troublesome older brother smiled slightly. I really hate that smile!

“This is Benz, a friend from my room.”

"hello"

“Hello~” Grandpa waved his hand in greeting. “But this face is familiar. Is this the cosplayer that Tim likes to buy posters and photobooks from?”

“Yes.” Did you just say that?! I turned to look stunned at Benz.

“Oh… it's like this.” He touched his chin slightly. “Tim has tastes like this himself.”

"elder sibling!"

"Do you know that Tim used to jerk off--"

“Brother! Let's go down and eat! It's a Benz!

"Oh, but I want to talk to the person you like."

“Go ahead, we don't have that much free time!”

"So? What a pity. And will Nong Benz be able to sleep over?"

"I'm stuck. It's going to be a long time because I have work to do." Wait?! Don't you answer and ask about your health?!

"Oh, good. Let's get to work."

"yes"

“Let's go down and eat.” I smiled dryly as I pushed my naughty older brother down the stairs.

After eating, showering and changing clothes, we all sat together in a pile of white clothes. There was a sewing machine, a shirt mannequin, and a few pins that I had borrowed from my mother placed in front of us.

Actually, my mother is stubborn and wants to help. But I stopped it because I was afraid of déjà vu like the spilled milk incident and before dinner today.

“Where should I start first?” I complained as I picked up the complete set of designs that Benz had carved out to look at.

“How about measuring yourself first?” He stood up.

“Don't you already know your proportions?!” I looked at him for a bit, now my head was imagining the time I'd measured him...

“Maybe you'll get fatter.” Benz picked up a tape measure and handed it to me. “Ah, quickly.”

“Oh,” I answered the measuring call before measuring the proportions of the person in front of me.

As I bent down to hang the tape measure on the other person's waist, a familiar smell of soap hit my nose. The shirt has a wide neck that shows off the collarbone. White skin like this is really delicious. If it weren't for the fact that it was a man, he would have grabbed and pressed him...

What are you thinking? Stop!!!!

“Waist 30, chest is...”

“Cup

B70”

Benz responded immediately.

"already

B70

How much is it?!”

“Oh, you don't know about these things? Benz thinks he's more skilled.”

"Don't talk like I'm a pervert looking at women's breasts. Is that okay?"

“But when we met at the last cosplay event You also talked about Benz's chest."

“Then don't talk like I'm something like that.”

“How can I not talk? Even when we first met, you talked about condoms.”

"Condoms are still enough because it's a man's business."

“Even though it's about men. But you shouldn't secretly look at other people's things.”

“That's what I want to know.”

“That kind of thing is psychotic.”

"..." I sighed softly. Why do we have to argue about this? “Oh, okay, okay.

B70

How much is it?”

“About 32 inches.”

“Okay,” I shrugged before jotting the part down in a post-it.

“Then let's start sketching.”

“Um,” he said, and we immediately started drafting the pattern and sewing it. Benz is responsible for explaining the details, sketching the design, and I am responsible for drawing, cutting, and sewing to make it a complete piece.

We sat there all night and still only did half of ourselves. It was the first time I saw the sunshine without sleeping. This is clearly self-torture. Do the people who make the costumes sit and do this? If that's the case, I'd like to honor you. Really give in to strength.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Work

But there was no response from the creatures who shared their fate. When I turned around, I found that I had fallen asleep in a pile of clothes…

“You evil friend, you left me,” I muttered, “I can't sleep like this.”

And there's still no response as usual. Come on, just hold on a little longer and it'll probably wake up (maybe). I twisted my head in laziness as I looked at the pretty face under Benz's glasses. This is truly an angel. It's really a pity that he's a man...

I'm distracted by my thoughts again! I lightly slapped my face to get the evil thoughts out of my head. Haven't I just slept like this and my brain is this blurred? Get up and wash your face and get some tea!

I got up and went out to wash my face and brush my teeth before picking up some scraps from the common area of ​​the house and going out to buy some pearl milk tea in front of the alley to eat. Without forgetting to buy some for the Benz as well.

When I got back, Benz was already awake. And while the flower details of the dress are being sewn.

"Oh, you've come back? Where have you been?" The interlocutor looked up and asked even though his hand was still sewing. "Oh-"

"...Next time, don't take your eyes off the needle."

“Um,” Benz nodded lightly. “So where did you agree to go?”

"Went to buy some pearl milk tea. I brought this for you." I placed the glass of pearl milk tea on the table in an empty area.

“Thank you.”

“Um,” I replied slowly before sitting down.

"So, have you gotten any sleep? Are you going to rest?"

“Uh...it's okay. I went to sleep sometime haha.” I laughed dryly. “Let's hurry up and do it. It must be tomorrow.”

“K”

“So, do I have to make a prop again?”

“Make a setwig too.”

“Then you go do the props and wig set. I'll take care of the outfit myself."

"It's okay."

“Um, okay,” I nodded in response. “Do you want to fight?”

"fight"

“Good.” I gently shook my hand out to First Bum and Benz before we parted ways to do our own work.

Time passed, until noon, until afternoon, until evening, until now it was already three in the morning. I'm still not satisfied with the original details. Well, the set is finished. But the small details aren't finished! Plus my brain can't think of anything anymore...

"Tim Benz says that's enough, it's okay."

“Just a little more please…” I arranged to attach the last bead to the skirt. But that still doesn't make me any happier. “I feel like it's not enough.”

“That's enough, it's just so beautiful.”

“Um…” I was thinking of adding more beads. But everything went off first.

This is what is called falling all the way down. You only realized it when the sun was shining in your eyes... I lifted myself up and found that I was in my own bed. Benz was asleep in a pile of clothes as usual.

Did I lose consciousness? Wow, that's amazing. This guy must have carried me to the bed or had my brother carry me. I really feel miserable when I think about it. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 9:00 a.m. What time did work start?… Oh, 10:00 a.m.…

Hmm... my brain is working, I think... 10 o'clock...

“Shit! It's already nine o'clock!” I jumped out of bed and woke up the person sleeping in the pile of laundry. “Benz! wake up!"

“Hm…”

“Fuck Benz! Wake up!” I shook it so hard that the person in front of me felt it.

“Ah...what's the matter…” the other party replied in an extremely flirtatious tone…

But is it something to think about right now?!

"you! It's already nine o'clock! Get up!” I pulled the other arm up.

“Ahhh, why…”

“Work starts at 10 a.m. It's already 9 a.m.!”

“Huh?!” Benz seemed to know what was going on.

“Hurry!” I quickly dragged Benz to the bathroom. We showered together casually to save as much time as possible. And when walking out of the bathroom...

“Good morning, Tim…” When will you stop booking my shifts? “Mom~ Tim it…”

"shut your mouth! I don't have time to joke with you!” I rushed into the room and shoveled the dress I just finished cutting into my bag.

“Ah.. huh? What a pity.”

“Benz, can you get your makeup over there in time?”

"Hurry up, I'll put the Benz on the foundation first."

“Hurry up,” I panted, carrying everything and walking down the stairs to the front of the house. Followed by a Benz running down.

“Do you want breakfast, sweetheart?” Mom shouted from the kitchen.

“It's okay, Mom! I'll go find some food over there." I carried my backpack on my back. "Go!"

“So how do you go, child? That's a lot of stuff."

"I'll just take the subway as usual."

“Not long enough, many people will die, little brother,” my older brother's voice rang out.

“Are you cursing?! I don't have time to make jokes!” I shouted. Because it's already 9:30 a.m.

“I didn't curse at all. Just asking…”

"What's the matter, huh?!"

“Where is the event?” Brother walked down the stairs.

“Why do you know?!”

“Because…” The person in front took out the car keys. "I'll send it to you myself."

“Huh?!”

“Hurry up, you won't make it in time. Work starts at 10, doesn't it?" The tall figure walked out to the car. "What are you standing there in shock about? Hurry up."

“Um, thank you,” I nodded before helping Benz load things into the car. “Go to the same place.”

"Understood. Fasten your seat belts. I'll show you the speed."

“Don't make us waste time at the police checkpoint,” I teased.

“Of course, the police won't recognize you, haha.” After saying that, he immediately stepped on the accelerator.

And it wasn't even half an hour. We have arrived in front of the venue.

"That's a lot of trouble, brother." Benz and I got down to carry our things from the car.

“Friends, older brother can do anything.” His older brother turned and smiled. It was the first smile that I felt okay with. “Go ahead, you can come pick me up in the evening.”

"yes"

“See you later.”

“...Wait.” I held off the person who was driving away first.

"what?"

"...You're so cool." I smiled at him.

“..." The person in front of him was slightly stunned. "Fuck... is this your little brother complimenting your elder brother?"

"I'm complimenting you because you behave well!"

“Yes, thank you very much~” Oh, Dida Chiao. “See you later.”

“Yes.” After saying goodbye My brother immediately got out of the car. I turned slightly to look at the faces of the people beside me, "Let's go."

“Um.” Then we both ran towards the back door that was normally Grace's entrance. Benz managed to explain and told P'Starf to take me in as well. This is my merit, right?!

The inside of the casual room is clean. There is a large mirror for putting on makeup. A luxurious (but not very luxurious) changing room. When you enter, you feel like you're a famous actor!

“Come help Benz put on his shirt,” a voice called out from the changing room.

“Okay.” I hurried in to help as requested.

“What can I help with?”

“Zip it up like usual.”

“Um,” I unzipped the back. "This time the zipper didn't break."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Benz chuckled before coming out to sit and put on makeup. I just sat and watched in a nearby chair.

“Excuse me!” A star suddenly opened the door and came in.

“Is there something wrong?” Benz, who was adjusting his wig, turned around and asked.

“The person who wore Sakura's school uniform with Nong Benz today. I can't come.”

“The script that was scheduled for today will be cancelled…” Brother Starf said with a sad expression.

“Ah...yes.” Benz nodded silently. He seemed a little shocked.

“Then just go and stand at the booth.”

“Um…” That sound was extremely sad, wasn't it!

“Hey, don't be depressed. You did a good job.” I walked over and gently patted my fateful friend on the shoulder.

"..." Benz pretended to think for a while before saying something. “What if there was a costumer instead? There's a dress, right?"

Huh, Costan?

“Oh, if that's the case then we can talk about it. But who will be cosplaying instead?”

"Well..." Benz smiled at me instead of answering. Shit, don't tell me, "Please help me, Tim."

“Huh?!”

“Just cosplay. The script isn't much at all.”

“Wait, you want Sakura to be a student?!”

“Please help me, I said I would help with everything, right?” The person in front of me made his eyes widen.

“There's no way!”

“Then in exchange for a thousand baht salary.”

“I don't care if you bring in money!”

“Figure Rem?”

"no!"

"pillowcase?"

“No matter what!” I gave an ultimatum.

“Limited edition photoset of Benz, I'll sign it for you.”

“Dil!” I am so gullible!

In the end, I got caught in a fun costume by Benz. At first, I thought it would definitely be bad, but the results exceeded my expectations. Who the fuck is the person in the mirror right now?! Absolutely beautiful!

Benz gave me a little script guide before the performance. And everything went well. Until I returned home to my normal state, namely sleeping and playing Facebook.

Then I came across something in the cosplay group...

'Who is the sister who cosplayed Sakura's school uniform today? Very cute. Does anyone have a way to follow his work? (attached picture)'

Fuck!