Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

"Excavation?"

"Yes. Her hobby is to discover and nurture promising new talents."

You play The Idolmaster, right?

In short, according to Romy, this person likes to cultivate idols, then retire gracefully after achieving success, keeping their achievements hidden, and then go on to discover the next one.

As long as you perform well, you can get her sponsorship and support.

If this were a game, a side quest would probably pop up:

*Fulfilling the requirements for becoming a noblewoman*

Putting all that aside, Luna immediately started thinking about how to make the performance even better. To fully utilize her skills, to show off her techniques... a few ideas popped into her head.

If we're talking about her strongest skill right now, it's undoubtedly stealing—no, it's singing.

“I understand…”

“What?” Romy asked.

"I'd like to revise the song for the main character's part of the story. Could you take me to find the composer?"

Romy nodded: "Okay, what do you want to see her about?"

Luna, hands on hips: "Increase the difficulty!"

Since someone has decided to give her a hand and push her into the spotlight, she naturally has to seize this opportunity to demonstrate her strength to the fullest.

Let's use this debut to amaze all the audience.

After submitting suggestions to the composer and discussing the matter, Luna successfully reached a consensus with him.

Composer: I've wanted to write songs that no human can sing for a long time.

Luna: I can be non-human.

In any case, only the main character's song was modified; the rest remained the same as before, so it did not affect the progress of rehearsals.

In the blink of an eye, the tense and exciting preparation time has come to an end.

The next day was the day to take the stage.

Although Luna wanted to say that she was very calm, she was actually still a little nervous.

After all... Frynn is at the Opéra Garnier.

Whether it's a trial or a performance, as long as it takes place in an opera house, there will always be a blue figure in the audience above.

Water goddess Funina.

In that case, even people from Fontainebleau might not feel it as a reality.

After all, as a god, Frynn's personality is very different from that of gods from other countries, and the sense of warmth she gives people is also different from that of the Geo Archon of Liyue.

Simply put: It has no authority.

But in the realm of art, it's a completely different story.

Furnessa is the goddess of Fontainebleau art—this is no exaggeration, especially in theater and film. Therefore, her eye for art is extremely discerning and unique.

As Fontaine's top star, her insightful commentary often makes it to the most prominent place in the newspaper.

Even veteran actors would tremble under the gaze of such an audience.

But this is also an opportunity.

"Let me give the goddess a stage she will never forget."

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"Lady Furina, this is the recent hydrological report; the parameters are still rising..."

Funina took the report, glanced at it casually, and seemed unsurprised.

A flicker of sadness crossed her eyes, but noticing that the other person was watching her, she regained her confidence.

"Excellent, continue the analysis. It's truly exciting to see just how far human wisdom can go."

"Lady Furina, the prophecy has come true..."

Funina scoffed, "You're already worrying before the sky has even fallen? With me, the water god Fukaros, here, what is there to fear? If people don't believe in their gods, then even the gods are powerless to help them."

"I'm sorry, Lady Funina is absolutely right."

Funina nodded: "Good to know, but don't let it happen again."

She turned around and quickly left the room.

Back in her room at the Momang Palace, Funina collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted.

If life is a drama, then she has already reached countless acts X and intermissions.

She stared at the ceiling, lost in thought for a long time.

"Oh right, I have to go to the opera house tomorrow."

It wasn't a trial, but rather a host of plays and performances that were about to begin at the opera house.

This is a rare opportunity for leisure and relaxation.

Furnessa sat up and picked up the opera house's performance schedule for the month from the table.

"Let me see... Ah... It's these again," she said, utterly disappointed.

They were all performances I was already tired of seeing.

If fashion is a cycle that keeps repeating itself, then so is theater.

The longer you live, the more dramas you'll see. Even if you don't understand anything at first, after seeing so many, your perspective will become more discerning.

Love, hate, passion, separation, death... countless similar stories unfolded on that familiar stage, but few truly touched Furina's heart.

Either the formats are too similar, or the actors or the stage are not up to par.

"I want to see a stage I've never seen before," Funina thought to herself.

Ideally, it should be a stage that is extremely dazzling and radiant!

"One of the few things we can look forward to is the Meilushin Philharmonic Orchestra... hmm?"

There were no hymns praising God in the performance.

"That won't do! Add it!"

That night, the opera house's performance announcement was revised.

"P.S.: At the special request of a certain audience member, the entire 'Furina Grace' will be added to this performance for everyone to enjoy. Please do not leave your seats early."

The next day.

Funina lingered in bed for a while before slowly getting up.

After glancing at today's schedule, I got dressed and left the bedroom.

Outside the door, her subordinate, bodyguard, and dueling agent, Clarind, seemed to have been waiting for some time.

Her deep blue low ponytail paired with a form-fitting military-style outfit exuded a cool and sassy vibe, while her calm and indifferent gaze added to her aloof and unapproachable aura.

However, Funina knew that Clorind's personality was completely different from what she appeared to be, so she didn't care.

"Good morning, Lady Frinna," Clarinde greeted casually.

Funina suppressed the urge to yawn and laughed exaggeratedly, "Not just good morning, but good at all times! With me around, the sky will always be clear and sunny—"

It's raining today.

Funina cleared her throat slightly, looking a little embarrassed. "Fontaine, well, it's normal for it to be full of water elements. Anyway, it's time to start today's work."

The morning was filled with trivial matters, and the afternoon, nearing evening, was for my appointment to see an opera performance.

"Okay, got it."

"Mmm, it really wasn't easy."

"It's only natural to be moved to tears upon seeing the divine being!"

Although she is a deity, she is not responsible for important tasks.

Others wouldn't entrust her with actual work; she'd mostly just handle social engagements and diplomacy.

When she was so bored she was about to die... just as the Grim Reaper was about to pass out, the sunset that Funina loved most finally arrived.

Flash! The opera house!

"Isn't Vilette coming?"

"Not coming."

Do you need a chair?

"I can sit on the air."

"Are you serious...?"

Claudia's expression remained unchanged: "Just kidding."

At least change your expression!

Funina really wanted to complain, but she refrained from doing so, as it would be beneath her dignity.

She went up the stairs to her reserved seat above the opera house. Claude stood to the side, seemingly not intending to pull up a chair.

The opera house's lighting focuses only on the stage; the rest of the space is quite dark.

Funina leaned back in her chair and looked down at the audience.

From the start of the performance, their attention will be focused on everything on stage, not on her.

"Phew..." She let out a soft breath, her gaze returning to the stage.