(Urban setting + Comic convention + Boys and Girls + Anime Daily Life + Pranks + System)

An ordinary anime convention photographer unexpectedly gets stuck with a cosplay system? What kind of plot twist is this? Well then, I won't hold back! A photographer who doesn't do cosplay isn't a good photographer!

At first, everyone thought Lin Yue was just acting on a whim, but gradually—

Dude! Is this a skill a photographer should possess? Seriously, why are you being so frivolous?! And—dude, stop cutting me!

[Fanfiction][Anime Crossover][Plot-Driven][Lighthearted and Fun][Chuunibyou]

During the battle at the Valley of the End, Sasuke Uchiha, hailed as the world's strongest, accidentally entered a portal and traveled to the world of Konosuba, where he joined Kazuma's team.

At first, everyone was amazed that they had such a strong teammate, but as time went on, he realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Sasuke-senpai, this mission isn't too difficult. We just need to work together to kill the Demon Frog... Wait! Why did you blow up the city?!"

"Sasuke-senpai, I heard that guy from the capital has some powerful background. You absolutely mustn't... wait, what do you mean you glared at her until she was unconscious and then took the magical artifact from her?"

"Sasuke-senpai, that fat-headed, big-eared guy is the lord. We were in the wrong this time, as long as we find evidence... Damn! Why did you kill the lord!?"

"Sasuke-senpai, that guy is the chaos of this world, the enemy of humanity—the Demon King, and he's incredibly powerful... Oh dear! You'll destroy the world if you keep doing this!!"

When Mo Yu opened his eyes, he found himself shrunken. "How troublesome, I have to grow up all over again." Mo Yu looked at his tiny hand, which he couldn't even grasp, and thought to himself with a puzzled expression. Mom, is this the problem?! Childhood: Is this dark-skinned guy the son of the friend Dad mentioned? Child version of Aomine laughed heartily: "Kuroko, wanna go out and play?" Kuroko looked at the equally dark hand in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then thought, well, I'm an adult now, adults shouldn't be so petty with kids, right? So, he stretched out his fair, delicate little hand and covered it. Is this how you think? Why does the logic feel off?! Aomine gripped the tiny hand that was smaller than himself, his eyes crinkling with laughter. Middle school: Why do Dad and Aomine both want him to join the basketball team? He's clearly not suited for a sweaty sport like basketball at all. However, the basketball team members are all surprisingly good at getting along. Oh well, for the sake of making a group of good friends, let's play basketball. Impure thoughts, easy to get along with? Miracles: ......