Chapter 89: Test of the Rose Windmill Cabaret (23)
Ella Yang.
Wonderstein watched her as if he had been waiting for her to come in.
His face bore the ever-present, unchanging smile.
A cheeky and playful smile that seemed to uplift people.
As she looked at his smiling face, Ella felt irritation creeping in, but at the same time, her heart eased a bit.
Well then.
Why did I worry about him?
I have other things to care about.
You knew I was coming?
She raised her head as much as possible and tried to speak in a cold tone.
She made an effort to sound distant in case he sensed that she found him despicable.
How could I not know when you were chattering so loudly?
Laughter erupted from outside again.
It seemed like Sven was imitating someone once more.
Ella noticed that there was a warm cup of tea in his hands.
You never take your hands off the teacup.
I like tea.
But you never touched the tea served at the hotel.
The tea made by Miss Yurakne is different, hehe. Leaving that aside, what brings you here? You still dont seem fully recovered.
He said, examining her complexion.
She scratched her head.
Well, I was worried, honestly.
About me?
His teasing tone made Ellas expression noticeably furrow.
Who would worry about someone like you? I was worried that you might ruin the performance! What if tomatoes start flying!
Tomatoes?
She lowered her voice a bit.
The mention of worrying about him made her oddly excited and agitated.
Its considered the ultimate disgrace for performers on stage. If the audience finds the show boring, they throw tomatoes.
Wonderstein let out an intrigued laugh.
Is that so?
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She clenched her fist and scrutinized the purple circus costume he was wearing.
Did you create this outfit with your magic again?
How did you know?
Where else would a perfectly fitting outfit appear overnight? Well, let me see Its a decent combination. The clown face on that outfit gives quite a creepy vibe. Putting that aside, did you already wipe off the clown makeup? I wanted to see it
You can see it again tomorrow. At least during this test, Ill continue to be the clown. You didnt come here expecting to perform on stage, did you?
Ella crossed her legs and chuckled.
Dont worry. Even if I wanted to, I dont have any clothes. The butler grandpa took my costume. Hes always smiling on the outside but secretly raising a trapdoor spider inside him. Anyway, how about talking about the performance? Im curious about how it went.
Dont you already know from the other members?
Everyone has a different feeling about it. I want to hear it from the clowns perspective.
As the conversation turned to the circus, Ella straightened up, sparkling with enthusiasm.
Wonderstein silently laughed to himself.
Anyway, shes an unstoppable circus maniac.
He began by explaining how he came up with the makeup and some gestures or phrases that Ella even requested to re-enact.
Although acting one-on-one with her felt embarrassing, thanks to the laughing man, he could naturally exhibit somewhat awkward human acting.
Ella nodded seriously and said, Your script You wrote it after seeing and writing it during the clown part, right?
The part she had the most revisions on in the script he gave her was the clown part.
Something about the focus of the conversation or the punchline of the laughter seemed off, so they spent quite a bit of time fixing it.
However, looking at it now, it was a performance that suited Wondersteins character very well.
The inability to control laughter from time to time, the peculiar teasing attitudeall of it.
In TT1, Wonderstein was faithful to the concept of the circus troupe leader. Whenever entering a boss battle, he would suddenly appear from somewhere to introduce the members and comment on the changes in the bosss attack phases, adding jokes in between.
Ella, who didnt know about that, admired him once again.
It seemed like he had been considering his own clown character from the moment he started writing the script.
Seeing her expression, he silently laughed again.
For the health of our assistant ringmaster.
For the health!
Laughter appeared on the faces of the members.
Glasses clinked together, making a lively sound.
[Ellas favorability has increased by 5.]
[Svens favorability has increased by 3.]
[Bendicts favourability has increased by 2.]
[Mayas favorability has increased by 1.]
[Yuraknes favorability has increased by 4. As a reward for achieving favorability 30, <Inspira: Wall Climbing> is granted to Yurakne. Current favorability: 33 (Next reward: favorability 50)]
[Womons favorability has increased by 3. As a reward for achieving favorability 15, <Inspira: Blade Juggling> is granted to Womon. Current favorability: 16 (Next reward: favorability 30)]
Notification windows poured down like a flood.
The members clearly didnt anticipate him coming out.
So, the member quests didnt appear.
The system was accurate.
However, sometimes crossing the line of hesitation could bring people closer.
Wonderstein realized that he had forgotten about human relationships for a long time.
He communicated with people only through the monitor, locked in the room.
He earned a living by meeting the demands of viewers.
Even here, he lived a not-so-different life.
The system merely replaced the role of a computer.
But today, he finally stepped out of that.
Laughing and chatting with people, he felt like he had returned to the orphanage days.
Triamere enthusiastically talked about the performance today.
Ella echoed the story she heard earlier as if hearing it for the first time.
No one could forget the moment of stepping onto the stage for the first time.
Sven pointed at the food on the table, shouting, Fresh meat! imitating Womons performance. Womon, irritated by his continuous teasing, turned his head as if disgusted.
Bendict and Jobel silently exchanged drinks in a corner. Looking at the bottles of alcohol in front of them, it seemed like they had already forgotten Ellas suggestion to drink moderately.
Yurakne grabbed Wonderstein and kept asking how her fire performance was. She blushed when praised and looked disappointed when told it didnt suit her.
Maya sat alone in a corner, quietly drawing and sipping her drink.
Ella leaned her face on a cold glass, secretly smiling.
This was it.
This was it.
Exactly this.
This was the scene he had seen on the day they first met,
The day he invited her to join,
The scenery she had been looking forward to.
If she could endure like this for the next two years and three months
It was well worth trying.
She stood up abruptly.
Well then, Ill show you a solo performance!
She picked up chopsticks and spun a plate on top of them.
It wasnt surprising up to that point.
She then placed another plate on top of the spinning one using the chopsticks.
What, whats this?
Is that even possible?
Amazing.
As the number of plates and chopsticks increased, the audiences admiration grew.
Amidst the enthusiastic applause of the audience, she could finally laugh freely among her circus colleagues.
Until the day she parted ways with him.
Without anyone getting hurt or dying.
Just like this.
Let it continue.
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