Chapter 55: Opening Ceremony of the Reversal (10)

Chapter 55: Opening Ceremony of the Reversal (10)

The step seats in the cabaret were arranged in a semi-circular shape at the back of the stage.

Ella, who had been frequenting the theatre for the past three weeks, was well aware of its layout.

Not only was it right next to the stage, but it was also on the second floor, providing an excellent view overall.

The only drawback was that you couldnt watch the performance head-on; you had to view it from the rear or sides. This place was never intended for watching performances in the first place, so it couldnt be helped.

These step seats were right in the centre of the theatre.

Half of the seats around the step seats led to Hall 1, while the other half divided into Hall 2 and Hall 3.

In other words, from here, you could not only overlook all three halls but also move between them.

The food prepared in the kitchen and the drinks fetched from the warehouse all passed through this area on their way to the audience.

The sight of well-dressed guests at neatly arranged tables could be seen through the windows beyond.

In contrast, the inside of the step seats was chaotic.

Waiters carrying snacks and drinks for the guests, seamstresses hurrying to the warehouse to fetch costumes for the short-handed dancers, and apprentice chefs carrying requested ingredients from the kitchen, among others.

As with any backstage area, this place was in complete chaos as a big performance approached.

Fortunately, this scene of the staff rushing about was not visible from the audience seats.

The glass windows surrounding the step seats had all been specially treated. You could see outside from inside, but from the outside, the interior was not visible. All you could see was a pitch-black wall.

The location Paris had led her to was at the very end of the step seats.

It had the widest field of vision, allowing her to see a bit of the front of Hall 1.

Naturally, just anyone couldnt occupy such a place.

It was meant for those who orchestrated the entire performance.

Director Yug Maroine, the mastermind behind Le Luzs nights, was waiting for them there.

Ella, have you arrived?

Director Yug Maroine.

With his stocky and diminutive stature, he wore round sunglasses that resembled an owls eyes.

He was an elderly man with a demeanour that evoked an image of an old hawk.

I havent had the chance to see you for a few days.

Weve had a lot to do leading up to the opening ceremony.

He greeted her with a smile, and Ella returned the greeting with a delighted expression.

It seems that having Ella here has even made our manager smile again after a long time.

By his side was a woman in her mid-40s.

She was Mare, the choreographer who directed and managed the theatres dancers.

She looked at Maroine and Ella, who were smiling at each other, with a complex expression.

Director Yug Maroine, who usually always appeared irritable and cynical, now had a warm smile on his face when Ella was around, almost like the grandfather next door.

He liked talented young people, paying no attention to their experience. Just by making Paris, the youngest actor, the star of this upcoming performance, it was clear.

He liked performances.

In his youth, he was a man who had abandoned his wife and daughter and roamed the world.

Perhaps thats why.

Ella, who was not like any other woman, with a lot of talents even, didnt seem to feel like a stranger to him.

Maybe he is trying to find the image of the daughter he abandoned in his youth in her.

The two of them exchanged greetings with others, sitting and discussing todays performance as if they were in a hurry.

In any case, both of them were humans who couldnt spare any details when it came to performances.

Maya simply mentioned her name and sat in a corner, scanning the audience.

Who are you looking for?

Our ringmaster.

If its Wonderstein Circus wait a moment. The program schedule is here Oh! There are two participants, the ringmaster of Wonderstein and the sponsor Miss Vergsong, hmm!

Mare scanned Mayas face with a hint of hesitation, as she knew the rumours circulating in the world. But she couldnt read anything from her expression because she had been expressionless since she entered this place.

They two are over there. On the fourth-floor balcony

Mare stopped talking and closed her mouth.

The curtain was drawn on the balcony.

Having worked in cabarets for a long time, Mare knew the significance of the curtain on the balcony seats. Inside the balcony, there was a bedroom. It was a place where the women, who had agreed with the customers, had additional sleeping arrangements.

Beds, lights, tools. As Mare recalled the items there, her face contorted slightly.

Surely not. On opening day, in there?

No, it cant be.

The curtain is drawn there.

But when I hear what Ella said, some of it seems to be true. That Lady Anais did pursue the ringmaster.

Oh, well

Ella realized that she had said something she shouldnt have.

Because of her slip of the tongue, some of the rumours had turned into facts.

And that was the worst possible outcome.

People might as well believe in a love affair rather than the idea that she had unrequited love and got rejected, which would tarnish Anais Vergsongs reputation.

But I mentioned that, I

Of course, Ill keep it a secret.

Mare told the most unbelievable lie in the world.

Ella was confident that soon everyone in the cabaret would be exchanging rumours about certified by the deputy ringmaster of the circus.

This wouldnt cause a butterfly effect, would it?

Curtain.

At that moment, Maya, who had been quietly scanning the audience, spoke up.

She had also heard the contents of the rumour.

And that made her curious about what might be behind the curtain.

The curtain is still closed.

What could be happening behind it?

Secretive pranks.

Playful acts of love.

And hot lips and tongues

Maya clenched her fist.

No, it couldnt be.

The ringmaster

In a place with so many people

Doing such a thing

Maya struggled to control her emotions, but then Ellas words left her momentarily stunned.

Uh, wasnt there a bedroom back there?

A bedroom?

A bedroom

A bedroom!

It wasnt just Maya who remembered something.

Old Maroine, Paris, Mare, Ella

They all recalled it.

Ah, no way.

No matter how you look at it, not in a place like this.

Ahem, thats why minors arent allowed in here.

Then, to their surprise, the curtain on the fourth-floor balcony opened.

Wonderstein and Vergsong appeared.

What had happened between them?

No one could know.

It was something that had occurred behind closed doors.

Then, a chilling voice flowed from Mayas lips.

She has redone her makeup.

What did you say?

Mayas eyes gleamed coldly.

She could remember the shape of her target clearly.

Her hair is a bit wet too. She must have showered.

What?

Even after washing, there are still traces of tears.

Ella thought she should have covered Mayas mouth, but it was too late.

The theatregoers began to murmur and exchange glances.

To the two girls, the contents might have sounded strange, but Ella was not thankful for such consideration.

She felt like she could hear the circuss reputation plummeting in her /CircusTL