Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Chiori scoffed, "You know I wouldn't say something like that."

She stood up and took out various tools.

"In my opinion, 50% of the actors in Fontainebleau are now third-rate, 20% are second-rate, and 5% are first-rate."

Luna asked curiously, "What about the remaining 25%?"

"The type that nobody would watch."

That's really harsh.

Chiori didn't take it to heart: "I was just stating a fact that no one dared to say. Besides, nobody will see it, which means they're more likely to make a splash. As for whether they become a dark horse or a black worm, that's up to them..."

"If we're going to do it, we'll show everyone what's what," she added.

Give me some color?

Luna said helplessly, "I'm not going to fight."

"No matter what industry you're in, competition is a battle. If you're going to be one, be an actor that everyone has to look up to."

Luna propped her chin on her hand and smiled, "Your way of encouraging people is always so unique."

"Because I know no one wants to lose, and neither do you."

"That's true," Luna replied frankly.

As they spoke, Chiori's sketch seemed to be almost finished. Her hands were always quick and nimble.

"Come here, let me take your measurements. It's been a while, you might have gained weight," Chiori said as she walked to the fitting room.

"I'm the type who won't get fat."

"Everyone thought this way before they could fit into their clothes."

Luna entered the fitting room, and Chihiro quickly pulled up the curtain and turned on the light.

"Move it yourself."

"Don't say such strange things," Luna said, pulling up the hem of her clothes.

Luna: "......."

Chiori: "......."

"Chiki".

"what?"

Your breathing is making me a little itchy.

Chiori said expressionlessly, "Just think of it as desensitization therapy. We're all women, why bother with this kind of thing?"

That's easy to say.

Luna thought for a moment and asked, "Can I blow air into your face?"

Since she said she didn't care, Luna decided to give it a try.

"Although I don't know how you jumped to this point, no way, I don't like being pranked, even if it's you."

If pranks don't work... Luna laughed, "Then can I kiss you on the cheek? That wouldn't count as a prank, would it?"

"Disgusting, no."

"Where is it disgusting!"

Chiori added, "After all, they are all women."

"Didn't you just say we shouldn't worry about it?"

"I do not remember."

The measurement data didn't take long, and Chiori said with satisfaction, "Very good, you haven't gained weight."

"I've already told you, I won't get fat!"

Chiori feigned surprise and said, "I misread it, your waist has gotten 1cm bigger than before."

Luna didn't believe it at all: "You're just bluffing."

Chiori wasn't surprised that she hadn't fooled Luna. She gave up on continuing the joke and instead took a suitable piece of fabric from the cabinet.

"By the way, have you found a suitable theater company?" she asked.

"I'll go look for it later."

Chiori nodded and tossed a newspaper to him.

Judging from the date, it's from last week's Steambird newspaper.

“Look at this.” She pointed to the piece of paper that had fallen to the corner.

"Urgent Need for Lead Actors - Dark Moon Theatre Company"

Chiori spread out the fabric and gently stroked it with her fingers. She said softly, "It seems that this troupe is going to perform a musical at the opera house this month, but unfortunately, their lead actor has gone missing."

“Disappeared…” Luna seemed to realize something.

"...That's it. Regardless of whether it's related to the 'serial disappearances of girls,' it's at least a good opportunity."

Luna said, "Thank you, as expected of the information broker Chiori-ya."

Chiori sighed, "It's just that the guests like to let slip all sorts of random information."

11: How many floors do you have to carry a bag of rice up?

"name?"

"Luna."

"gender."

"Woman. Is it even necessary to ask?"

Romy, the leader of the Darkmoon Troupe, sighed.

"Some people think that although he has a man's body, he is a woman at heart. If he doesn't handle this kind of thing properly, who knows if it will attract the attention of those reporters."

Luna expressed her deep sympathy.

If everyone were an armed helicopter, this problem probably wouldn't exist.

She is currently auditioning for the Darkmoon Theatre.

There were only three people in the room: her, the troupe leader, and the troupe's playwright.

Romy touched her tired face: "Why do you want to join our theater troupe?"

Luna thought for a moment.

Should we tell the truth or say something nice to brush it off?

Generally speaking, it would be the latter, but now the troupe has lost its core lead actor and a newcomer with no experience but outstanding acting skills has come in, making it difficult to gain even the most basic trust.

She didn't intend to stay in the troupe forever, but it would be quite troublesome if there wasn't even that little bit of trust.

Luna decided to be frank: "I want to be famous, and your troupe is lacking the necessary lead actors, and you can also perform on the stage of the opera house."

"Quite the boast," said Judith, the playwright of the theater company, in a cold voice.

"Because I have the ability."

Romy put down the resume with great interest.

How could someone who was originally an adventurer be so confident about musicals? He wanted to see if this person's confidence matched his ability.

He picked up the script from the table and handed it to Luna.

"Try playing the role of the older sister in Act 2, Section 3."

Luna took the script and read it for a while.

A heartbroken girl, Luna, closes her script and stands up.

Without any warning, she immediately got into the zone.

His eyes wavered with extreme pain, and tears welled up in them. His heavy, rapid breathing instantly gripped the hearts of those around him.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Romy placed his hands under his chin, his glasses gleaming with an unfathomable light. Judith, the screenwriter who had just spoken coldly, subtly changed her expression.

"Don't leave me, Mio! Without you, I..."

Luna took a step forward as if she had lost her soul, but her legs gave way and she fell to her knees. There seemed to be a beautifully dead body in front of her.

His eyes shifted from pain to despair, and every move he made made Romy exclaim inwardly: This is exactly what he wanted to see!

That's right, that's exactly what I wanted to see!

Is she really a newcomer? Romy hurriedly looked back at her resume.

They are indeed newcomers.

But if that's the case, then wouldn't she be a natural-born stage girl?

It's truly the Tianzhu Theater Troupe!

However, a decision cannot be made yet.

Luna stood up and smiled, "How is it?"

"...Very good, but acting skills alone are not enough to be a lead in a musical. Can you sing?"

Judith said anxiously, "Captain, you don't really want her to come in, do you? What about Mary? What if she comes back—"

"We'll talk about this later."

Judith's face darkened, and she remained silent.