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The host, Nanba, was a slightly fat man. While he was giving his opening remarks, his two big eyes glanced around the audience seats with a sly look, not missing a single corner.
Is this guy here to host the competition or to teach people how to pick up girls? Standing in the backstage, Kyosuke looked at the host who continued to preach the art of picking up girls on the stage in silence. It can only be said that this guy is worthy of the name given to him by his parents. It is no wonder that Ayase has such a bad impression of otaku. Kyosuke can understand that outsiders look at people with tinted glasses when there are such people.
After Namba had been on stage talking about his skills in picking up girls for a full five minutes, he finally remembered that he still had a competition to host. For the sake of his meager salary, he quickly changed the subject: "Without further ado, let's first invite the judges of the competition."
Amidst the scattered applause, several judges of the competition entered the stage and sat down in front of the judges' seats. The judges included a middle-aged man who seemed to be the organizer of the competition; a young woman in Cosplay who seemed to be a famous Coser on the Internet. When she appeared, the applause from the audience was a little more enthusiastic; a man with glasses who looked a little shy. According to the host's introduction, he seemed to be a famous ACG blogger on the Internet; and two representatives of the sponsors, one of whom was Enkidu and the other was...
"Hey, the judge sitting next to Mr. Enkidu looks like Yukino-chan." Yui said, pointing at Haruno.
"That's my sister, Haruno." Yukino explained to Yui calmly, as if she was introducing an insignificant person.
After hearing Yukino's explanation, Yui said happily, "She's Yukino's sister. Doesn't that mean there are two of our judges? Wouldn't that give us an advantage? With Enkidu-san and Yono-san here, it would be easy for us to get a place."
"No, I think she came here on purpose to laugh at me." Yukino always used the most malicious thoughts to guess her sister. After all, her sister had always teased her in ways that were intended to make her miserable since she was a child. It was not uncommon for her sister to deliberately give her group a zero just to see her crying face. She had played such a trick on her when she was a child.
Yukino just hoped that her sister wouldn't go too far this time, because she didn't want to disappoint Rio-chan. If the team's score was really low because of her, she would definitely go to her sister to argue until she gave a fair score. Yukino looked at her sister sitting on the judges' seat and swore in her heart.
Kyosuke looked at the awkward sisters with a bit of tears and laughter. The relationship between the Yukinoshita sisters was much more complicated than that between the mother and daughter. If Fumino could still give in under his persuasion, Haruno, the sister-con, would never back down. It would be better to say that this sister-con enjoyed the process of his sister wanting to resist him but being unable to do anything.
Thinking of his own tsundere sister, Kyosuke could only say that no matter if she was his biological sister or his elder sister, they would not stop until they had tricked their brother (sister) to death.
While Kyosuke was daydreaming, the game had already begun.
The first group to perform was a group of cosplay about the magical girl Meruru, but because the props were not very delicate and the contestants were not very good-looking, not only was the response from the audience not very enthusiastic, even the judges were not very interested. In the end, the first group only scored 56 points (out of 100).
“Ah, those girls look so sad.” Yui felt a little sympathetic towards the contestants in the first group.
"--(nod)"
Kyosuke felt that Yui's use of the word "sad" was a bit light. When he saw two of the girls being eliminated, he covered her face and started crying.
The next few groups of contestants were mostly the same as the first group, except for a Cos team about "MASCHERA" that scored 70 points with the help of sophisticated props, the other groups did not score above 60 points.
"I feel like the judges are so strict in their scoring. Some groups are actually pretty good." Hachiman was a little nervous when he saw that everyone's scores were so low. Although he had the group of Yukinoshita and Kyousuke on his side, he became nervous because the low scores at the beginning affected the atmosphere of the entire competition.
Kyosuke patted Hachiman's shoulder to cheer him up: "Don't worry. The previous groups didn't get high scores because the props were not refined and the cosplay was too low. The characters we chose are the ones that best fit our own settings, and we didn't cut corners in the production of the costumes, so there will be no problem."
Kyosuke was so confident because he found that the other four judges waited for Enkidu's score before they started scoring, and the difference between their scores and Enkidu's was not too big, which meant that the other judges' scores were all based on Enkidu's score. In this way, as long as there was no major change in his team, the score would definitely not be very low. However, there was no need to say such words when there were competitors around.
"Okay, the next group... Wow, that's amazing. This is the first group so far that is made up entirely of boys." Nanba looked at the list of performers and introduced them to the audience in an exaggerated tone, "Let's invite the team led by Gilgamesh to perform the cosplay of Uruk for us."
"Um, Kyousuke. Did I hear that correctly?"
After hearing the host's introduction, Hachiman confirmed with Kyosuke that there was nothing wrong with his ears.
However, the familiar roar of a helicopter in the sky told Kyosuke that Hachiman was not mistaken.
After the helicopter hovered in the air directly above the stage, ropes were lowered on both sides, and then a group of muscular men slid down the ropes in a well-trained manner, each carrying a long object on their backs.
After these people landed on the ground, they stood in order on both sides of the stage. Everyone could see clearly that each of them was carrying a variety of spears on their backs. Kyosuke estimated that according to Gilgamesh's personality, these things should be his own collection. At the same time, the other members of the service department had recognized that these big men were all members of the Sobu High School Hockey Club.
After everyone gathered on the stage, they all pulled out their treasures from behind and slammed them on the ground at the same time, while also shouting loudly.
“Haha!”
The other contestants backstage and the audience under the stage were stunned by this scene. They had no idea what these people were trying to do.
PS1: The host Nanba Shiro (なんばしろう) is from the Jeon Kim group, and the pronunciation of his name translates to "Let's go pick up girls."
PS2: There will be another chapter later, a rare two updates_(:з」∠)_
Chapter 16 Kyosuke: Tell me, who else!
However, the performance of these big men was not over yet, they began to dance a war dance around the stage, while they shouted slogans in unison.
"Heh-ha-eh-ah!"
At the end of the dance, everyone gathered their muscles and tried their best...
Thrust -
The thin shirts on the upper bodies of these big guys were burst by their muscles, revealing their muscular upper bodies. It was unclear whether these guys had applied Indian magic oil or something else, but they looked shiny under the sunlight, which contrasted beautifully with the glittering treasures in their hands.
"Rio-chan, don't look!" Yukino quickly covered her "daughter's" eyes to prevent them from being contaminated.
"ah!"
Yui screamed and covered her eyes.
Kyosuke thought that if Yui really didn't want to see, she shouldn't open her fingers so wide, and her eyes should be as big as bells, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know she was peeking or something? But Yui wasn't the only one who did this, the girls in the backstage also followed suit, spreading their fingers and sticking them to their eyes.
The audience below the stage also let out screams and occasional excited gasps, and from the sound of the gasps, it seemed that some of the voices were men?
But the hockey team's performance was not over yet. After they posed, cheerful music sounded in the sky, and Gilgamesh, who was shirtless like the hockey team members, slowly descended on his small flying machine to the sound of music.
"Hahahahahahahahaha, rejoice you bastards, your king has arrived!"
When Kyosuke saw Gilgamesh appear, Enkidu covered his face directly, as if to express that he didn't know this embarrassing thing.
The moment Jill landed, the members of the hockey team threw their treasures into the sky with all their strength.
Kyosuke watched the golden treasure explode in midair and turn into dazzling fireworks, and he felt a little sorry for Jill. I have seen people who spend money profligately, but I have never seen such a profligate person.
But the effect of this was quite good. After the performance, the applause from the audience was even more enthusiastic than before.
Although the entire team exudes a gay atmosphere from the inside out, the difference in their level of excellence compared to the previous teams is like the difference between Hollywood comic adaptations and Japan's own comic adaptations. The two are not on the same level at all.
"I say," Hachiman clapped his hands while quietly discussing with Kyosuke, "Even if we win the championship, that little money won't be enough to pay for the helicopter's fuel, right?"
Kyosuke nodded without saying anything. Anyway, Kyosuke knew that the money was not even enough to buy a fraction of the Noble Phantasms thrown out by the hockey team members.
"What a wonderful performance." Nanba also applauded along with everyone else. "But I don't quite understand. Which anime character are you cosplaying as?"
Jill glanced at Nanba and said, "Huh? How could I possibly be someone else? I'm just playing myself."
Nanba seemed to be surprised by the other party's words and was stunned for a moment. He felt that the other party was a bit difficult to deal with, so he turned to the hockey team and asked: "Hello, what is your name?"
The other party did not answer, but just stood there looking straight ahead like a soldier, completely ignoring Nanba.
"that..."
Nanba wanted to try harder, but was pulled over by Jill.
"What do you mean, you bastard? How come you won't talk to me when the king is in front of you?!"
"Forehead..."
"Stop whining. I'm already giving you face by taking the time to come and perform. Hurry and bring the trophy over. I have other things to do..."
Jill couldn't say anything else. Enkidu walked silently behind Jill, grabbed his head and made Jill pretend to be an owl again.
"Pfft-"
After Jill let out a scream, she fell straight onto the stage.
"I'm sorry to cause trouble to everyone. I'll take him away immediately."
Enkidu politely bowed and apologized to Nanba and the others present, then lifted up one of Jill's legs and said to the members of the hockey team: "Guards, let's retreat."
""yes!""
These shirtless, seven-foot-tall giants gave Enkidu a strange military salute and walked off the stage in unison.
After watching these people leave, Nanba took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his head. When he faced the violent Jill just now, he almost thought he was going to die.
"Phew. Well, after Mr. Gilgamesh's wonderful performance, we will welcome the next group of contestants. They are from the [Hassan's Detective Agency] team, and their cosplay work is "Detective Minami."
"Pfft~"
Kyosuke burst out in anger after hearing this. This is not a Cosplay competition, it's a meeting of Heroic Spirits! Just tell me how many people are missing.
After the host finished his introduction, thick white fog began to fill the stage, blocking everyone's vision, and no one knew what was happening on the stage.
"Bang...Bang...Bang..."
A melodious bell sound came from somewhere, and as the bell sounded, the fog began to dissipate.
The audience then looked down upon the stage, which was filled with people wearing black tights. There were men, women, old and young, all wearing white skull masks. When the bell rang, a tall man wearing heavy armor, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, walked out from the black-clad people. No one knew what kind of props the other party had, but the eyes of the skull armor on his head actually emitted blue flames.
The old king Hassan walked to the front of the other Hassans, stabbed his sword into the ground, and said in a low voice: "Listen. The evening bell has revealed your name. The feather of death accusing - cut off the head [Azrael (Angel of Death)]! You...hand over the head."
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
Most of the audience were frightened by the murderous aura of the champion berserker. They all turned around and ran away from the stage. They just wanted to get away from the group of killers on the stage. The crowd squeezed and shoved each other, trampling on each other's feet. Some of the audience lost their balance and were pushed hard.
Like a chain reaction of knocking down dominoes——
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
Bang, bang! Crack, crack! Clang!
Kyosuke looked at the overturned chairs, scattered personal belongings, and the crowd that had been squeezed together. He sincerely believed that Fumino's decision not to come was truly the right one.
PS: I said on Friday that I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. If there is no update tomorrow, please don't be surprised. If there is an update, then just treat it as a surprise. _(:з」∠)_
Chapter 17 Kyosuke: The performances of the Heroic Spirits are really brilliant
The commotion caused by the old man finally subsided after 15 minutes. Kyosuke had to admire the audience's nerves. After such a terrible thing, they were able to sit in the audience and watch the game as if nothing had happened.
Of course, what Kyosuke admired even more was that despite such a chaotic situation, no one was injured, and the audience was at most just a little frightened.
"Wow... Actually it was quite interesting, but the old man's last move was a bit too much. Wow... I almost thought my head was going to be lost."
Mo Erha was nibbling on a bag of cookies like a hamster, and she finally came back with earplugs after Hassan's performance.
"Swallow it before you speak. What took you so long?"
Kyousuke tapped her on the head.
"Hehe, of course I went to find earplugs for everyone." Xiao Mo patted his chest and showed off to Kyosuke how reliable he was. "Since Sister Meili didn't have enough earplugs, I called Gao Wen and asked him to send another batch over."
"You?" Kyosuke obviously didn't believe it.
"Of course. Don't you believe me?" Xiao Mo made a very hurt expression in the face of Kyosuke's suspicious gaze.
"Yes, Lord Kyosuke, don't believe her." The Cursed Arm suddenly appeared beside Kyosuke and exposed Mordred's lie. "I just saw that it was the Knight King who called Gawain to send it over after hearing about His Majesty Nero and Miss Elizabeth."
"Hey~"
When Xiao Mo found out that he was exposed, he smacked his lips in displeasure, and then was hit by Kyosuke again.