Cinderella?

One night when leaving our magic bar after midnight, I saw a pair of shoes in the hallway. No other living being was in sight.

Unlimited train travel

My university keeps asking me to fly through weird countries to save money on the business trips, but then they buy me train tickets that say "can go from the airport to anywhere in Germany", and a similar unlimited ticket for the return trip. This cannot be the cheapest way to get me to my destination, can it? Can we stop buying these weird things and just get me to Germany through a shorter and more convenient route instead? :-)

UFO in the streets

Sometimes you see people dressed as aliens handing out religious pamphlets in the streets here. Usually it is the Raelians. You can get the Raelian faith described in manga form from them.

Other than the Raelians, you also often run into mormons (usually two foreigners in suits and bicycle helmets) and from time to time Jehova's Witnesses.

Funny faces and funny underwear

I met a guy who runs a ramen restaurant and we had to put on coasters that you hang on your nose to make the lower part of your face look like an animal.

There were also coasters with human faces

I was also asked to show my underwear (this happens to me all the time in Japan). I had on a pair that says 粗品, which means "trifling gift" and is decorated like envelopes that you give presents with but where you have to excuse yourself for the present being such a worthless and trifling thing.

The adventures of kuchisake onna

Here is a bunch of photos of me from the day I dressed up as kuchisake onna (the slit mouthed woman urban legend). Most of the photos were taken by friends of mine when they ran into me.

Selfie when I finally finished getting into character

Photo from my friend who sold me my new camera

A photo by a girl who worked at the office that ran the student dorm I lived in my first 6 months in Sapporo

Selfie taken with my cell phone, that suggested "beautiful skin"-filter as default

Visiting our magic bar on the way home

A whole bunch of photos from my friends that I had udon with at lunch time

Before the competition started

After dancing past the judges you get thirsty

On the way from the judges booth to the normal Bon-Odori space

Joining the normal Bon-Odori

"Strike a sexy pose", in Ropossa

People wanted me to have fresh corn, but eating it the normal Japanese way would probably ruin my slit mouth, so they carved off some corn and gave it to me in a bowl, with a spoon. Very helpful, actually

I also got a straw for my tea, to lessen the impact on my slit mouth makeup.

Later they wanted me to eat pasta. Which was difficult. More specifically, they wanted to take photos of me eating pasta.

Sexual harassment

More harassment

Bartending for a bit

Someone actually took a photo of the obi, which took me lots of time to get into this shape.

The kuchisake onna usually asks people 「私、きれい？」 ("Do you think I am beautiful?") and if you answer [きれい」 ("Kirei", which means beautiful (so "Yes")), she will take off the mask she normally wears and ask again. If you still say yes, she will make you as beautiful as she is by cutting up your face with her scissors. If you say no, she will be angry and kill you. There is a brand of soap in Japan that is called KireiKirei, ("very clean" or "very beautiful"), so one of my friends suggested going around saying "watashi, kirei?" and then answering myself with "kirei kirei" and hold up such soap, like they do in the commercials.

Another friend who saw me in the park

The kuchisake onna is said to have a weakness for candy

Coming home, many hours later

The makeup held up pretty well during the night (from 16:00 to 04:00)

I tore my stockings sometime during the night. And I wore funny underwear.

My friend who lives across the street from me sent me the photos her father took.

The had a great spot to capture me dancing past the judges booth

Another friend was right near the start of the competition area,and caught me waiting for my turn to start dancing.

I was dragged along to the supermarket and asked to "pick up some meat", "hold some cabbage", and all kinds of things.

The supermarket night shift staff wondered if I was alright, haha.

I put the sexual harassment photos on Facebook. To protect the reputation of my magic bar boss, I blacked out his face. And then tagged him in the photo.

One of the more surprising things during the evening was that when I got out from a bar at three in the morning I ran into these two girls. The blond one I know. And she immediately said: "Ah, Jonas". Most people did not recognize me at first glance that evening, so that was impressive.

Photos from meeting people outside

Photos from doing magic. It is not easy doing magic in a yukata. It is even harder when you have glued things to your face so you cannot talk properly. But it went fine anyway.