In front of the station, packed with otaku culture, we snorted and squealed as we waited for the princess to appear. "She's here..." Someone muttered. A frilly headdress with cat ears, an overly sweet Lolita dress billowing out all the way to the cuffs. An appearance exactly befitting a "princess." But— Her face was ugly. Even I could tell it was clumsy, ill-fitting makeup trying to hide the pimples and freckles. Unhealthily pale skin, a body like skin and bones, and legs so thin they looked ready to snap under the weight of that heavy Lolita dress.

Silence fell over the station front. After a few seconds frozen in time, the otaku's laughter and jeers exploded. "Ugly as hell lol" "Whoa, no way, no way, I got totally catfished lol" "Give me my money back lol Throw away all the presents I gave you, you piece of trash lol" "I'm leaving the server!!" "Whoa, gotta take a pic lol 'You guys watching? This is "reality"' lol" Smartphones were pointed at her, shutters clicking away. The princess, as if she knew it was coming, just moved her lips faintly.