Novel & Cerita Inosuke Halloween Costume

It was the easiest costume I could gather given the time I had to prepare. White dress, soft feathers, a halo and a golden mask. I stepped in through the massive doors. Loud music blared all around as everyone danced along The main hall was packed and filled with several unknown faces. Dozens—maybe over a hundred—people, all dressed in Halloween costumes and masks. Skeletons. Witches. Vampires. Demons. Darth Vader, hell there was even someone dressed as Voldemort too. As I stared around for any kind of familiar face, a guy dressed as a giant banana walked past me handing me a red plastic cup.

he said. “Yeah, I look like Kenshin Himura from the Samurai X.” When he was younger, he loved to watch cartoons too and Kenshin Himura was a staple in every household during his time. He smirked when Marcus mentioned that Samuel’s son loved to watch it too. Ortega stared at the rogue ninja that Marcus became after his transformation and he wished he chose that costume over the samurai. The costume offered total coverage and he would be covered from head to toe. Only his eyes would be visible to everyone and it would add some mysterious effect. Women were usually attracted to a mysterious man and he planned to get laid while attending the party.

Sade leaned in, teasing Star about her costume, but Star just gave her a playful look, her white wig flowing dramatically as she laughed. Sade looked over at Isla, dressed as a sultry nurse in fishnets, and smiled. Isla, ever the charm, was having a blast, soaking in the fun. Her husband, Shane, dressed in a referee uniform (the kind of thing he wore on weekends, but never thought twice about for Halloween), sat next to her, sharing in the stories. Marco was late, arriving after his meeting, and when he did, he was dressed as a biker. His leather jacket looked like it could have been part of his everyday wardrobe, though no one was about to call him out for it.

He smiled. My eyes squinted, still judging the pair. Though honestly, I really couldn’t see which part of them that looked like they’re bad people. Unless the two of them were a cosplayer or anything—Noel with his customized white garment that I’ve never seen anywhere before, making me think that he’s an angel, while Ricky wore an also specialized black garment, like an outfit of a king that I saw in one of my favorite webtoon—their outfits were pretty normal looking for me. Again I said, “You REALLY sure that you’re not a bad people?”

I said trying to quickly distract him from coming to the inevitable realization of the situation. He immediately glanced over my shoulder at what I was trying to hide. It felt like he was a stressed-out parent who happened to stumble upon a disobedient child’s mess. Now that we weren’t standing so close; I could see he was dressed in what seemed to be an alien warrior costume made up completely of some type of rose gold armor with matching gauntlets, spartan style armor vest, and black and rose gold futuristic combat pants and boots with straps that had some cool light effects that made it look like they were glowing. He even had a mask that looked like a cross between a clear high-tech face

“Are you sure that boy’s a spy, brother?” Hikaru asked. “How do we find him?” Their loud conversation by the entrance was heard all the way here. “He’s wearing a brown hooded coat with black furry lining,” Masaru replied. “The one looks like a lion.” He weaved his head in search of me among the crowd, glad I took it off earlier, or else I’d be found on the spot. “I’m certain that I’ve seen him before.”

It has been three days since Kyushu. Cai Kang is dressed in his Mao suit with a golden dragon embroidered on the entire top. This outfit was prepared in advance by the old man. As old-fashioned as he could be, he at least has some good taste. Noriko is currently brushing his hair as she insists on doing it herself. Cai Kang rarely gets to dress like this so he had some help from the twins when it comes to formal wear and hosting the Omiai itself.

Cosplay Theme: The Dark Swordsman. "You look cool," Harper laughed. She was dressed as a Cyber-Valkyrie (silver armor, neon wings). It hid her real weapons perfectly. "Blend in, Sebastian. Everyone here is wearing a costume. If we dress like normal civilians, the facial recognition will flag us instantly. The algorithms ignore 'fictional characters'." Jack walked behind them. He refused to wear a costume. Instead, he was carrying a massive, life-sized plushie of a Pikachu-like creature. "It shields my heat signature," Jack grumbled, hugging the yellow monstrosity. "Don't ask."

Her face concealed behind a white yashmak with a little trinket around her neck and the letter ‘J’ emblem on her right shoulder as she folded her arms under her copious chest. “It’s a pleasure to see not just two great Humanes but four of them; one of each is enough to fully annihilate a thousands ordinary beast beings. All at once. I’m honored.“ Hailed a bald dark skinned male with the letter ‘H’ tattooed on his lower chin looking more like a traditional lower Ichin tattoo. Dressed in a long, flowing white robe with long sleeves decorated with golden embroidery around his neck-line down to his chest and both the tips of his sleeves while holding a cap closer to his chest area.

The dark eyes of Nicoria painted even darker and her iris appeared red and she was holding her pet bird, Eggy. Akshara could not hold back herself from laughing, “What a sudden change, Nic. You look different… Your hairstyle and your lookup everything looks different. Did your aunt help you to do this makeup? Today is not Halloween, then why this costume... Nic, only Uncle Bruz comes in advance. It’s fine if you like it” Nicoria opened her dark-coloured lips, “Shall we eat?” Everyone sat at their chairs and Akshara throw an idea, “What if we celebrate Halloween in advance since everyone is present?”