Uneasy daily life

Yukino Yukino felt a sudden panic. The rice straw was about to sink?!

"The theater troupe's script?"

Mai Sakurajima, who was just observing, suddenly interjected, "Mr. Shiro, aren't you writing the script for the film crew?"

Bai Ying: "The writing went very smoothly..."

"There's no need to repeat those words."

Mai Sakurajima smiled broadly and reached out her hand, saying, "Let me see the script. As the female lead, I should have that right."

The three-sided encirclement was formed instantly, and the encirclement even showed a tendency to shrink.

Bai Ying: "You are an actor. Once you've seen the whole story, it's hard to get into character in certain parts. Being a prophet creates a cognitive bias, which will only worsen your already limited acting abilities. Out of responsibility to the production team, I can't give it to you."

Mai Sakurajima: #!

"Hey hey!" Yukinoshita Haruno raised her hand with a smile. "I'm not an actor, so let me read this rascal's masterpiece. It must be very exciting."

Bai Ying: "Although we haven't signed a contract yet, I should still uphold the professional ethics of a screenwriter. The content of the script is a trade secret, how can it be easily disclosed to outsiders? Don't think that just because you're an acquaintance you can make such a sensitive request. I advise you to reflect on your actions and behave yourself."

Yukinoshita smiled even more broadly: "As expected of a stubborn mule, you really are very defiant."

Yukino Yukinoshita just wanted to get to the bottom of things quickly and extricate herself from the situation: "Now that Shiro-kun's script is finished, let's not linger here. Sakurajima-san, please call the director and tell him the good news."

Bai Ying: "Don't you want to think about what you're saying? The script isn't finalized yet, contacting the director directly would just be making things worse."

Yukino Yukinoshita pressed, "What about the script?"

"Ha, with this attitude, you just don't believe me, do you?" Bai Ying turned around and shouted, "Too long to read! Bring up my script and show them!"

Not far away, Angelina, who was secretly observing, was taken aback. The script? Was the officer referring to the theater troupe's script?

As for the script from the production team...

Humans have never seen something that does not exist.

Before Angelina could answer, the white shadow, who had been using her to distract her, seized the opportunity and suddenly rushed out from between Sakurajima Mai and Yukino Yukinoshita.

By the time the three realized something was wrong, the other party had already turned into a tiny dot in the distance.

...Wow, it seems the commander has even used superpowers?

Angelina watched intently.

Safe.

Yukino Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief. Was this the first successful anti-white bacteria operation? No more worrying about being blown up on the spot, a heart-wrenching blow.

I got my revenge.

Mai Sakurajima let out a sigh of relief. "So you've been pointing fingers, now it's my turn to point fingers."

I'm happy.

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed. Although it was somewhat outrageous and unreliable, this seemingly flawless rascal seemed to have a weakness?

The three exchanged glances and inexplicably felt a sense of camaraderie, as if they were all united against a common enemy.

The three of them immediately turned their attention to Angelina... The white figure had used her to distract them earlier; perhaps they could extract some information about the fugitives?

Angelina tilted her head, puzzled.

"Anxinyuan student, do you know anything about Bai Jun's behavior just now?"

"Anxinyuan, has Mr. Bai written the script?"

"Hey little girl, you seem to be on pretty good terms with that jerk?"

Faced with the sudden focus of her attention, Angelina tried to be vague, saying, "Script? I didn't see any... I mean, I didn't see Bai Ying writing anything... No, but Bai Ying is very capable, so it should be fine, right... Our relationship is so-so..."

"Bai Ying, the script? Is he experiencing writer's block?"

A mouthpiece carrying a large pile of doll-making materials passed by and immediately approached enthusiastically, saying to himself: "Back when I was in the theater troupe, Xu Bai, who you call Bai Ying, had a classic motto—'So-called creation is about gathering material from dawn to noon, conceiving from noon to dusk, starting to write from dusk, and then washing up and going to bed at night. Even if the manuscript is completely blank, it's still a fulfilling day of creation.'"

"Xu Bai defended himself to his teacher, the playwright, by saying that he hadn't written a single word in three days, so the playwright immediately recited a play he had written in his early, immature period."

The group looked at this uninvited, enthusiastic person with some subtle differences.

Yukino Yukinoshita asked in confusion, "May I ask who you are...?"

"A mouthpiece, a puppeteer from the Scarlet Theatre who happens to be passing by."

The mouthpiece said, "The classic part is that the playwright also went through a creative block at one point, and when he couldn't submit his manuscript, he quoted Xu Bai's words to defend the troupe leader..."

The throat and tongue paused.

Yukinoshita asked with interest, "And then? That jerk of a teacher was also recited from his youth?"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case. No one in the troupe knows what the playwright's previous works were like. He probably completely erased any trace of those works. So the troupe leader didn't do anything so interesting. He just asked the playwright to critique a few of Xu Bai's plays and write a review of no less than three thousand words for each one."

His expressionless throat slightly curled the corners of his mouth, pausing briefly.

Mai Sakurajima vaguely sensed a familiarity with the scene: "...This doesn't really count as punishment, does it?"

"Yes, that's why the team leader requires that all comments be positive and complimentary, and any criticism or ambiguity is strictly prohibited."

After delivering the intelligence, the helpful person casually carried the items away, leaving behind a subtle atmosphere.

Is this Bai Jun's friend...or colleague in the Scarlet Theatre Troupe?

Perhaps there are more eccentric people in the world than I think.

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but think.

Chapter 129 Every Creator...

Bai Ying is a rather mysterious person.

It's not the kind of mystery that comes from someone who keeps things to themselves or speaks in riddles, but rather that makes you want to peel back the layers of their head to see what's inside, to lay bare their life story, and to see what factors could create such a peculiar sense of mystery.

Although asking the other party directly would seem like an easy way to get a bunch of answers, they would definitely be a mess and would only make things more confusing... If you think about it, I've learned quite a bit about Bai Ying's past so far.

What was the ruler of the naughty kids in the third grade of elementary school? What was the sixth grader who bravely fought against human traffickers and made Japanese friends? What was the junior high school student who wandered around Japan with a theater troupe? And then he went to Sobu High School.

Where is the logic? Where is the reason? Where is the cause and effect?

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered that Shirokage's experience with the theater troupe was real; this time, he had actually invited two friends from the troupe to perform in some play. Perhaps she could try to find out their weaknesses; she couldn't keep getting beaten down like this...

Yes, it's definitely not because I'm worried about retaliating.

Indeed, the truth of struggle lies in the range of cannons.

"Yukino-chan, I'm going now."

Yukino waved goodbye and slipped away, looking carefree and cheerful.

Yukino felt a sense of urgency in her sister's retreating figure. She paused for a moment before realizing what was going on—what was with her sister's awkward and strange feelings for her? She hadn't even explained herself! Had she been fooled by her sister? What did she mean by finding pleasure in teasing her? She needed to seriously reflect on and correct that twisted behavior!

At times like this, you should seize the opportunity to criticize your sister harshly. She was clearly overwhelmed by Bai Jun's attack and her defenses were broken, yet she unknowingly overlooked this point...

Sigh, I've had so much going on lately, and my brain isn't working too well.

Yukino Yukinoshita rubbed her temples. Let's put these things aside for now and try to find someone Shiro-kun knows to see if we can get some antifungal spray.

Having said that…

Outside the mouthpiece's tent, there was a sign.

[Stunt doubles are being prepared; Xu Bai and the cat are strictly prohibited from entering!]

Compared to this seemingly clever way of circumventing the issue by saying, "I'm neither a white shadow nor a cat, I need to go in,"...

"Beauty is the skin! Ugliness is the bone! Conflict arises from appearance and reality! Conflict transforms into contradiction! Contradiction is art!"

The sounds of chainsaws, hammering, cutting, and friction...

"Make it even better—make it even better...not enough! We must steal the audience's praise and souls!"

A kind of intense, surging frenzy accompanied by scattered words.

Angelina suggested, "Let's not bother our superiors at the mouthpiece."

Yukino Yukinoshita asked in confusion, "Superior?"

“Hmm…” Angelina twitched the corner of her mouth and chuckled, “I guess I might be an outsider to this troupe, hahaha…”

His words were pale and hesitant, but judging from the sounds inside, he seemed to understand somewhat.

“This is troublesome.” Mai Sakurajima frowned. “Shirokage gave me the role, but he hasn’t given me the script yet.”

"A role?" Yukino Yukinoshita asked, somewhat surprised. "Sakurajima-san wants to participate in Haku-kun's performance?"

"To be precise, it's the performance a few days later."

Mai Sakurajima pointed to the stage being set up not far away and exclaimed, "I've seen their rehearsals. They're really amazing, so dazzling that it makes you want to get closer and share in their brilliance so you can shine too."

It seems that Ms. Yukinoshita's family problems have been resolved? It's a pity that I'm concerned about this matter, but it's not easy to speak frankly, as we don't know each other well enough to discuss such things.

The hater doesn't care about dancing in a minefield; that's not something an ordinary person can do.

"Regardless of his mental state and character, Bai Jun's professional skills are indeed very impressive."

Yukino Yukinoshita, recalling someone's actions after the Dark Game yesterday, asked, "Was the performance afterward the ticket that Haku-kun gave out after the game yesterday?"

“Yes, a drama performed by White Shadow, Mouthpiece, and Puppet Shadow is worth looking forward to.” Mai Sakurajima gave it high praise, then asked, “Since Mr. Mouthpiece is busy, what about Mr. Puppet Shadow? Has Anshinin seen him?”

"A Phantom Master..."

Angelina looked around and deduced, "White Shadow said that Phantom's superior hates crowded places, so there's definitely no one near the stage under construction. He also prefers to be alone in peace and quiet. Considering soundproofing... that grove of trees over there."

The three of them went to the grove together and indeed found their target in the woods.

Phantom sat on a rock, head tilted back and eyes closed, sunlight, fragmented by the leaves, dappled around him and falling on his serene face.

Was it the person who hosted the game yesterday? Yukino Yukinoshita observed quietly, while Angelina was already very enthusiastically preparing to walk over and raise her hand to say hello.

"Meow~"

The black cat suddenly fell from the tree branch above and meowed at the three of them.

What a beautiful black cat! Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but scrutinize it closely. Its jet-black fur without a single blemish, its clear green eyes, the suddenness and agility with which it jumped down from the tree, and the way it naturally sat down and meowed after landing lightly—everything about it exuded a unique elegance and pride characteristic of cats.

Yukino Yukinoshita felt that she was losing control of her right hand.

I want to masturbate.

Angelina greeted her politely, "Hi, Miss Christine."

Sakurajima Mai and Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her sideways... What did it mean by speaking so respectfully and using honorifics?

"Meow~" Christine wagged her tail from side to side and meowed.

“Hmm—” Angelina turned and asked, “What does Miss Christine mean by calling me that?”

Mai Sakurajima: "?"

Is Anxinyuan not quite lucid?

"Perhaps they're hungry?"

As Yukino Yukinoshita was speculating, she suddenly felt that the black cat was giving her a subtle (￣ー￣) expression.

"A——aa——A!!!"

Suddenly, a series of extremely impactful and chaotic sounds resounded through the woods: a speeder recklessly driving on the highway at midnight, the creaking of a cat's claws scratching at an iron gate, and a neighbor's argument...

The Phantom emitted a sound that could clearly not be called a song.

The harmonious grove crumbled in an instant, emitting mournful cries amidst the chaos, even evoking the image of a heavy metal band playing, suddenly erupting in resentment, with the drummer smashing the bassist's head open with a hammer blow, and the guitarist frantically biting the strings to tear out bloody melodies.

When the three of them came to their senses, they had already arrived at the edge of the grove.

"Um... so you mean we shouldn't go over there?" Angelina touched her forehead with lingering fear, looking at the black cat on her shoulder. "Thank you, Miss Christine. It seems that the Phantom Master is temporarily unable to communicate with people."

"The members of this troupe really do match Shiro-kun perfectly," Yukino Yukinoshita commented, subtly reaching out to the black cat.

Just touch it, just once...

A cat's paw rose up and pressed against the palm.

"Meow~"

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned.