Chapter 112: Watch Closely—It’s About to Get Cool!

Although the facial muscles had thawed long ago, the original cold expression remained.

The reason was the inability to control facial expressions turning into a bizarre face.

But compared to before, there was a stronger sense of being alive—the current sinister smile looked more like a fake human.

Yuki Asahi swallowed his praise back down his throat, unable to say anything.

In the end, he could only awkwardly tug at the corner of his mouth and say,

“Jiang Jian Yue-senpai is cute no matter what.”

Liar!

***

After eating and resting, it was time for Yuki Asahi to leave.

Standing at the entrance, Jiang Jian Yue stood before him, obediently swallowing the medicine.

Only then did he feel at ease to leave.

Really… don’t treat me like a child!

Damn it!

Clearly, the ‘adult’ Jiang Jian Yue who resisted taking medicine in the morning was now so indignant.

She placed the water cup on the cabinet by the entrance, then turned back to the bedside and touched the sheets—discovering they were still damp.

Wow~ so much water—sweat.

Sending a message to have someone come change the sheets, Jiang Jian Yue moved to the computer desk and sat down, logging in with the account used for business.

She glanced at the small group chat.

[Why are there so many Hakimi at home, where did you put the bow?]

[Pig nose, who taught you that’s how watermelons are grown (picture, eight stems with only one spot growing a melon)]

So they were playing Amuxi.

Jiang Jian Yue decided not to disturb them, and looked at the play count of her own video.

Her eyes widened in shock.

Se…seventy thousand views?

The backend was filled with little red dots, making Jiang Jian Yue almost euphoric—

Kaori Onishi, well done, you did great!

[Damn, such amazing special effects]

[This water looks real]

[Super authentic cosplay]

[Aaaah, Younger Sister is so cool]

[Actually, this isn’t special effects, it’s a superpower]

This comment guessed it right.

[Exactly the same]

[????? Damn?]

[Burning budget]

Staring at the flood of bullet comments, Jiang Jian Yue felt her illness improving a bit, collapsing contentedly in the computer chair.

She glanced at the comment section, and the first line nearly made her burst out laughing:

[Looks just like the real thing]

Isn’t it real? The actual person did the cosplay.

Half the comments discussed Kaori Onishi’s accuracy, agreeing it matched the imagined 3D version of her, and that if there was a live-action adaptation, this cosplayer should be cast.

The other half discussed the special effects, which were not impossible to create but would require a terrifying amount of work—unlikely to appear in a short cosplay video.

Although the views were high, the follower count hadn’t increased much.

It hadn’t even broken ten thousand yet.

Jiang Jian Yue thought for a moment and pinned her own comment:

[Cuoyue official: Tap follow, the host will show you more superpower shorts, tap follow meow!]

She then posted an update, asking what superpowers from followers wanted to see.

After watching the small group’s Amuxi antics for a while, she refreshed the page.

There were already many replies:

[Want to see Kaori-chan’s Tear Bullet]

Thread reply: [isaac VS mon isaac! Drink! Fuhahaha! Hungry]

[Want to see Yuki’s Mind Control on Emi-chan]

—Huh? Yuki Asahi’s ability is easy to block if you’re prepared, fine!

[Want to see Emi-chan’s Insect Blade]

—Impossible! Too gross!

[Hattori-san’s Blood Blade is cool too, want to see it]

Hmmm… this one could work.

Let’s film it now!

Stimulated by the red dots, even though still a bit feverish, Jiang Jian Yue was filled with energy.

She called Koji Hattori to the rooftop, threw on a coat, and had someone bring a fill light and camera up as well.

The snipers stationed on the rooftop for security saw the young lady for the first time.

The two Slavic-looking foreigners were nervous, thinking she was here to inspect, and quickly stood up to salute.

Jiang Jian Yue adjusted her coat and returned a military salute.

Then she used a translation app to greet them in Russian, telling them to continue and not mind her.

The two Slavs awkwardly replied in broken Japanese—only later did Jiang Jian Yue learn these two snipers were Ermao.

Koji Hattori arrived in a hurry, and after hearing the young lady’s request, readily agreed.

At noon, his illness had been cured by Yamanoi Yayoi, and his ability was usable again.

They started with the usual Blood Blade shoot.

Because they needed some cool shots, they filmed multiple times.

Drawing the blade, striking poses—Koji Hattori, being a first-time model and a reserved adult, was a bit stiff.

Meko, the maid skilled in photography, helped direct him to achieve better results.

By this time, Koji Hattori was already pale but persevered through the shoot.

Jiang Jian Yue felt something was missing, that it wasn’t shocking enough.

She asked, “Is there… something cooler…”

Koji Hattori fell into thought, then gritted his teeth.

“Watch closely, this will be really cool!”

He took out a P320 from his pocket and pressed it to his palm.

Big idiot Chun! What are you doing!

Meko, in high heels and holding a camera, quickly found a good angle—her professionalism impressive.

Jiang Jian Yue, holding another camera, couldn’t stop him in time.

Koji Hattori pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet passed through his palm.

It shouldn’t have caused so much bleeding, but Koji Hattori manipulated the blood to surge forth—

The blood seemed to be seized by gravity mid-air, swiftly flowing back to cover his arm, congealing into a shining, electronic-like stream that surged up toward his shoulder.

With determined eyes, Koji Hattori struck a pose in front of the camera as the blood covered his eyes.

To be honest, it was cool and shocking.

But you idiot! Don’t joke around with your own body!

Whoosh—

Meko nodded to signal the shoot was over.

The blood on Koji Hattori’s body instantly left him, splattering onto the floor and staining it red.

At the same time, due to massive blood loss, Koji Hattori’s face turned ashen, and he collapsed forward.

Meko, still reviewing the footage on her camera with one hand, caught him with the other.

“Very good, very good. Young lady, do you need me to edit it?”

Jiang Jian Yue didn’t answer Meko.

She looked grimly at Koji Hattori, who forced a smile at her.

“Are you stupid?”

“Haha… Lady Yue… pretty cool, right…?”

“Such an idiot.”

Koji Hattori, lying on Meko’s body, sniffed the scent of the maid and said, a bit embarrassed,

“Actually, I’ve wanted to try it for a long time.”

Jiang Jian Yue’s emotions were complicated.

She recalled the bugman Saiyonji met in a dream in episode nine of the anime.

It really… really looked like herself…

The blood manipulation ability that bugman used belonged to Koji Hattori.

Why?

Wasn’t this foreshadowing Koji Hattori’s death?

How despicable, Chongzhong!

“Koji, how’s your family?”

Jiang Jian Yue suddenly asked.

“Huh?”

Koji Hattori was startled, surprised at the question, and answered honestly,

“The elders are still around, but we’re estranged.”

“I have a Younger Sister too, but we haven’t spoken in years. I’ve even forgotten what she looks like.”

“Why ask this all of a sudden?”

“No reason.”

Jiang Jian Yue looked at the wound on his hand and reminded him, “Go find Morita… to get compensation… three days off.”

***

Meko took charge of the editing.

Soon after, she returned to the fifth floor with a USB drive.

Jiang Jian Yue hurriedly paused the screen, which was playing an MMD of Saori Saiyonji dancing in a bunny girl outfit.

Meko placed the USB beside the desk and bowed slightly before stepping back.

Though curious about why the young lady was laughing at a black screen, her professionalism as a maid kept her from asking questions.

She quickly uploaded the new video to Ruizhan for review, then returned to lurking in the comment section.

Then, as time approached midnight, it suddenly jumped forward a few days.

Did time just leap again?

Jiang Jian Yue was a little surprised, but after some thought, figured it was probably due to Yamanoi Yayoi’s side of the story.

She checked the new video’s views—it had risen to over nine hundred thousand, and the previous one was nearing a million.

Follower count had surpassed forty-five thousand.

The comments were filled with frame-by-frame analyses of the special effects—clearly, no one thought Koji Hattori’s ‘cosplay’ was accurate.

Mainly because Koji Hattori had black hair and eyes, wore an ordinary suit, and lacked any distinguishing marks or aura…

Uncle Hattori lost out to Kaori-chan in this aspect.

However, this video’s ‘special effect’ was more explosive, with more bullet comments and interaction than the first video.

The impact was greater too, as special effects UP Masters began posting re-videos about both clips.

She quickly switched accounts and opened episode ten of , eager to know what happened while she was unconscious.

The opening POV focused on the online controversy caused by Saori Saiyonji’s battle with a semi-parasite.

Snippets of internet comments were shown.

Finally, the camera pulled back to reveal the edge of a phone and the hand holding it.

A dizzying spin brought the view back to Saori Saiyonji’s face—only now, she wore a mask and sunglasses.

She stood at a crosswalk, looking up to see Yamanoi Yayoi on the other side—the girl smiled and waved.

“Let’s go together?”

After a close-up of Yamanoi Yayoi’s smile, the OP suddenly started.

[That scared me]

[The OP is back!]

[Yayoi-chan is so cute]

Jiang Jian Yue skipped to the middle of the episode, noticing new characters.

On Saori Saiyonji’s side appeared a young man with light brown hair and orange-red eyes, dressed in a suit and holding a P230-JP.

A police officer? Not a student?

Jiang Jian Yue rubbed her eyes, a bit emotional.

Could the Supernatural Club be getting its first legitimate adult member?

The OP ended, transitioning to Saturday noon after classes, as two outsiders arrived at the Supernatural Club.

[Blushing Momo-chan (Saori Saiyonji’s nickname) is cute]

[Are there razor blades in those chocolates?]

[Is this Jiang-sama? Feels like Yuki is going to get jealous, hahaha]

[Did she hit the door when entering? 233]

[Hahaha]

[Why did they apologize here?]

[Yayoi said everything I wanted to complain about]

Jiang Jian Yue noticed that her own soaked scene hadn’t appeared in the previous episode, making the apology here feel abrupt.