Chapter 42: Alright
“Ah-choo!”
Mo Tu, holding some freshly purchased snack-making materials, sneezed and instantly plunged into deep thought.
“Is someone out to get me?”
How strange. He could have sworn he didn’t have any enemies, and he was currently in Yun Chang City. Surely, the folks from the capital wouldn’t bother with him!
He wandered to the side and began his fortune-telling session.
The “River Chart, Mo Script” was a handy divine skill he had always relied on, saving him from plenty of crises.
Plus, if someone was indeed targeting him, he’d quickly find out who, which would give him ample time to devise some countermeasures.
However…
This time, the fortune-telling was utterly useless; it all failed spectacularly.
Mo Tu raised an eyebrow, feeling that something was off.
Even after several more attempts, he met with total failure.
“Am I not worthy?”
He was silent for a moment, gradually guessing who might be behind this.
No surprise here; it had to be that loli who was bored and just looking to play pranks.
She probably thought he hadn’t helped in a recent incident and suspected he was slacking off, thus setting up some mischievous scheme.
Realizing this, Mo Tu couldn’t help but chuckle.
That little loli’s pranks were of limited scope—there was no way she could break him down.
With her IQ, the counter-pranks she’d come up with were things he was completely confident he could defuse.
After all, she was just too young of a loli, even if she was technically a bit older than he was.
Thus, Mo Tu maintained a light-hearted mindset as he headed home.
He had barely set down his snack supplies when he heard a voice calling him.
It was from the Rising Sun Theater, or rather, from the audience performer’s summons.
He didn’t resist, casually swinging open the theater door and stepping inside.
As a theater group member, Mo Tu had transformed into Mo Rabbit.
Dressed in plain black clothes, Mo Rabbit appeared at the back of the stage and scanned the area, noticing all the troupe members present.
Among them stood a silver-haired, red-eyed loli, perched in the center with a pigeon sitting atop her head, playing the role of a pigeon nest.
“What’s this all about?”
Mo Rabbit felt a bit puzzled.
She remembered that the performance was scheduled for tomorrow, so everyone showing up now—were they rehearsing?
With that thought in mind, she walked over.
When the announcer arrived, Night Star cheered gleefully.
“Announcer, hurry up! You’re the last one to arrive!”
Upon hearing this, Mo Rabbit simply paused and instantly teleported over with the theater’s privileges—now that was quick!
“I thought tomorrow was the performance. Is this a rehearsal?”
Night Star shook her head with a smile.
“Not at all! I wanted to organize an outing for all the troupe members; no one can be absent!”
Mo Rabbit raised an eyebrow, sensing something was amiss.
“What do you have in mind?”
Night Star immediately feigned innocence.
“Oh, I just want to arrange an event to strengthen the bonds between the troupe members! We rarely have opportunities to interact, and I’m concerned that we’ll grow estranged if things continue like this—so I thought it’d be a good idea to mix things up!”
Mo Rabbit snickered, finding the reasoning rather amusing.
“Honestly, as long as you’re here, the troupe shouldn’t turn into anything like that. You’re the glue, aren’t you? Just as long as your heart remains the same!”
Mo Rabbit had a keen perception.
She could clearly see what truly kept the troupe intact.
The presence of the audience performer was indispensable; without her, the Rising Sun Theater would unravel.
If the audience performer were to leave, that would sever the vital connection that maintained the troupe’s balance.
After all, aside from the three group leaders, the other members weren’t pure Star Eclipses.
With their human aspects, they were very sensitive to changes.
You could say the audience performer’s existence was their primary reason for staying in the troupe.
For the singer, puppet master, and playwright, their ties to the audience performer ran deep.
And let’s not forget the pigeon that was serving as a prop!
Without someone bringing it fries, there wouldn’t be a reason for that pigeon to stick around the theater.
The makeup artist was a bit different; no matter how tough it got, she would probably remain in the theater, following the group leader around.
As for the announcer?
Well, she’d only leave if there was less fun in the troupe.
It was that simple.
To cause the current troupe to collapse, all one needed to do was target the audience performer.
Back to the real world.
Night Star darted around to redirect the subject.
“Who cares about that? Anyway, I’m taking everyone shopping, and nobody can skip out, including you, Announcer!”
“Alright, fine.”
Mo Rabbit casually agreed.
Just some leisurely fun, she figured; she didn’t have anything pressing on her plate lately.
Besides, who knows, maybe she’d find some entertainment along the way—now she was feeling a bit excited.
“What about the group leaders?”
Mo Rabbit glanced at the trio made up of the silent group leader, the gentleman, and the fraudster, noting their lack of objections.
The group leader spoke gently, “The audience performer’s idea is good. If it can strengthen the bonds between troupe members, I wholeheartedly support it.”
The gentleman politely added, “Since it’s the audience performer’s request, a polite gentleman won’t refuse a lady’s invitation.”
As for the fraudster’s reasoning, he chimed in, “Our audience is human, and my fraud performances are for their entertainment. Through this, I can better understand human culture and enhance my deceitful art. This is for my own gain as well.”
Alright, so it seemed these three toughest nuts to crack were on board.
Then, Mo Rabbit turned to the makeup artist.
“What about you, Makeup Artist? Are you joining us too?”
The makeup artist was at a loss for words.
“I’d love to go, but my existence is tied to that painting given by the audience performer. You’ve mentioned I can’t go.”
“Then just take the painting with you! Go detach it from the wall!”
“Can I really do that?”
“As long as you don’t mind carrying around a giant frame on the street, it’s all good.”
“Awesome!”
Looks like the makeup artist could go as well.
Night Star watched the scene unfold, beaming.
“Let’s get ready to set off! We’re heading to Qi Yuan City; there’s lots to see and do there!”
At that moment, the makeup artist raised a hand and suggested, “Um… Do you want me to do your makeup a little? Girls should look pretty when going out.”
During this time, the makeup artist had gradually come to understand the culture of this era, delving into makeup techniques of the time.
She had also become very interested in the many cosmetics she’d never encountered before, so Mo Yu Bai, the super-rich lady, helped her stock up.
With her solid makeup skills and diligent research, she had now mastered the makeup of this era.
So now, whether it was stage makeup or light makeup for outings, the makeup artist could whip it up in a jiffy.
As for the male members? No need at all.
To this, Night Star and the others eagerly agreed, all of them willing to let the makeup artist work her magic on them.
