Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Judith shouted, “Are you kidding me! This is my best script ever! Read it out! Read it all! What’s the point of me writing it if I don’t do this?”

People change all of a sudden.

Furina was startled and shrank back into her chair: "W-why have you suddenly changed?"

Clorind, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "Perhaps this is her true nature."

Navelette ignored her shouts, while the guards rushed over to restrain Judith and prevent her from doing anything dangerous.

"Act One, Section One."

Me: 'Your name is *Female Lead*? What a beautiful name. My name is *Protagonist*. I want to write a script that will move everyone's heart, and I hope you will play my female lead, the female lead in my life...'

She said, "This... is really abrupt, it makes me so shy, but I feel like we can definitely become good friends."

"Monologue: 'Her name, her smile, I can never forget them. My heart seems to beat for her, and my life and dreams suddenly have a brighter light.'"

“'She will be my leading lady, I will bring her into my theater company, but she will never shine, because I knew at a glance—she is not the one chosen by the stage.'”

Navelette read the script without any emotional fluctuation.

If it were any other script, Furnessa would probably be laughing out loud, but she is unusually quiet now.

"Act III, Section IV."

Me: 'Why are you crying?'

"She said: 'I don't get a response from the stage... Please give me the wine you've always given me, so I can pull myself together. I will become your leading lady as promised, just as you promised me and gave me the ring...'"

Me: 'Alright, drink up. This fine wine called Les will take you to paradise, and at the same time, it will make your beauty mature enough for me to pluck it.'

Monologue: 'She fell down, so movingly. Her heart was pounding, just like mine. I wanted to hear it more clearly, so I gently unzipped the warm zipper and took it from the blood.'

"My hands were covered in her burning color..."

"Her expression remained calm and gentle. She knew that from today onwards she would become my leading lady. I touched her cold skin... and placed the bright red fruit inside."

“‘A beautiful heartbeat should be replaced with something equally beautiful—even if I'll soon sell it and buy new wine, I know where the wine sellers are, after all, I'm a regular customer. They'll be there next time….’”

Ugh. Furina's expression was grim.

This was the first time she had ever seen such disgusting language!

The audience didn't even have the energy to look at her; their expressions were equally unpleasant.

What a filthy script! Putting it on stage would be nothing short of pollution.

Navia noticed that the approximate address given in the script was the same hideout of the Les gang that the Phantom Thief White Cat had previously attacked...

Is this a coincidence?

Navelette, however, remained expressionless and read:

"Act VI, Section 1"

“Me: ‘She’s about to be resurrected, but the troupe has a woman who is the complete opposite of her.’”

“'She's dazzling, radiant, the stage responds to her... She shouldn't be the protagonist of this play. I'm filled with resentment towards her. Don't take away my stage from her, you blinding, sun-like thing!'”

All eyes were on Luna.

If we're talking about someone who's eye-catching and dazzling, and who fits the description in the script, then isn't it this newcomer?

Me: 'I am about to be put on trial. I know in my heart that all of this is due to my sins, but I love you, my purest...'

Navraett let out a soft breath and closed the script.

"...The above is part of the script."

Judith exclaimed, “You should read it from the beginning! This is a masterpiece I poured my heart and soul into writing.”

Funina came to her senses; the torment was finally over.

But then an uncontrollable surge of anger welled up inside him.

She slammed her hand on the railing: "Are you kidding me? You're desecrating the stage!"

"Your writing is filthy, filled with nauseating self-pity. Throwing a thousand rotten eggs at the stage would be better than your script!"

Not to mention Luna, even the others had never seen Funina so angry before.

Judith's expression twisted: "Even gods can't appreciate my aesthetics? What gods? Really..."

“What a wonderful god!” Luna suddenly exclaimed.

The review by Lao Ba is over; we can't linger on its flavor forever.

You might as well visit her more often.

“I believe no one understands the stage better than Lady Furina. If such a deity were to appreciate your work, that would be the death of art.”

Furninna nodded repeatedly.

That's it.

No one understands the stage better than her.

But as for liking it... that's...

Luna said, "Let's get back to the trial."

Her voice brought the audience back to reality.

"As you can see, the plot of this script is extremely close to reality. Lord Vilette, it should contain the location of the corpse. Let's give it a try."

Navelette nodded: "It is indeed written there."

He handed the script to the security force, and they immediately mobilized.

Before long, they returned carrying a box.

This was the box Luna had seen earlier, and she knew what was inside.

“…Open it,” Navelette said.

The guards opened the box.

The audience craned their necks to look, and inside the box was a corpse whose original appearance was no longer recognizable.

"Well!?"

"It stinks..."

"Face...face is gone...?"

Alas!? Upon seeing the corpse, Funina let out a mournful cry.

Hopefully, this thing won't appear in her dreams tonight.

Absolutely not!

The box was closed.

The security team stated, "It was buried near Judith's house, and after a preliminary examination, we are fairly certain that the deceased is the missing Mary Bestina."

"The fatal wound was a stab wound to the chest, while the rest were caused later... The box showed signs of being dragged, so it had probably been moved once. In addition, we also found this."

He took out the evidence bag.

What appears to be a mask at first glance is actually...

“A mask…” Navia covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She had no idea such a thing existed.

"Mommy!"

"What...what is all this...?"

No matter how bloodthirsty they are, the audience still has normal brains.

Seeing this scene undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to their hearts.

Luna calmly said, "That's right, this is 'Miss Mary's Mask.' If I'm not mistaken, you... want to wear it to become the lead actress in the theater troupe, right?"

“You’ve repeatedly reminded everyone in the troupe of Mary, but all you’re trying to do is ‘warm up’ the stage.”

"Huh?" Funina looked bewildered.

Wearing a mask to become the lead actor?

“Yes,” Judy readily admitted.

"You admit that you did all of this?"

"I did it. I told you, she's my leading lady, she's supposed to be on stage. However..."

She glared fiercely at Luna.

"You showed up! I was almost finished sewing it... Mary could have been resurrected on stage, why did you steal our stage, you thief! You made her disappear!"

Navia was furious: "You did such an outrageous thing and then you actually turned around and blamed Lulu? You're the worst person I've ever met!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Luna chuckle softly.

Thief...that's definitely right.

"You're wrong. I didn't steal your stage. This stage is only for qualified people to step onto and for qualified people to shine. It never belonged to you in the first place."

"If I had to say, there's only one thing I stole."

Luna smiled and said, "That's your future."

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault...!"

Judith, with a burst of strength from who-knows-where, bit the guard who was holding her, then broke free like a madwoman, jumped off the accused's position, and ran toward Luna, who was still on the stage.

Funina quickly said, "Clorind!"

Clarind drew her pistol and was about to fire.

Navelette also raised her hand; no one was allowed to cause trouble in the trial.

But closer and faster was a yellow shadow.