The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 86 Kate and Marissa 86
It was nearly nine or ten feet tall, with arms and legs as thin as hers.

Wearing leather shoes and a black dress, a silk hat, and holding an umbrella of the same raven color - it is not that it has no face, but that its face is hidden under a white, smooth mask.

Its fingers are longer and thinner than those of ordinary people, a bit like...

frog.

Kate Pasetti was so frightened that she screamed and fell to the ground, and the broken awl in her hand rolled away.

The rain poured in from outside the door, making a loud and boiling sound along with the thunder.

Strangely, she could still clearly hear her mother's snoring, as well as the coughing that interrupted it from time to time.

As she screamed, it bent down, closed its umbrella, held onto the door frame, and entered the house.

He also turned around and closed the door.

It looked at its surroundings, gradually melting and shrinking in the woman's horrified gaze, then bent over and stretched out a hand to Kate.

“Get out of here, monster!”

"Marisa! Mommy! Mommy!!"

Kate screamed.

The monster remained unmoved. It scratched its head with its other hand, pointed at itself, and then at Kate.

"You! No, you...please don't come over..."

Kate didn't have time to cry. Her heart was pounding and her whole body went limp in the mud, unable to stand up.

soon.

The monster discovered this.

It took a half step forward with great dignity - and came in front of Kate.

It bent its arms and picked her up: it placed her on a chair.

During this time, Kate was so scared that she almost had a convulsion.

"You, you...you...what do you want...we don't have any money..."

The faceless, lanky figure tilted his head.

Stretch your arms and lift your legs.

Turned in a circle on the spot.

Its legs are very long.

Therefore, many dance moves are performed beautifully and neatly.

Its waist is even softer than Kate's, and its arms and shoulders are as nimble as if it were someone who had been born on the stage since infancy. There is no trace of connection between the movements, as if this dance was born for it.

It's not like Kate Pasetti hasn't seen Teacher Paret show them techniques.

嗏

She swore.

Even Teacher Paret could not compare to the 'person' in front of him - not as graceful as him, not as natural as him, and not as skilled as him in integrating his emotions into his dance.

She had never seen a dancer like this before.

It is as light as a feather flying freely in the wind.

"you…"

It spun a few times, then suddenly stopped, bent over, and pointed to the location of its ears.

Indicates that you are listening.

"I don't know... who are you... and why did you break in at night... No, I didn't open the door for you, you broke in... Dance... Are you a dancer..."

Kate was incoherent.

At this moment, she seemed to hear a "cracking" sound from behind the mask.

The amazing thing is.

She actually thought she understood.

"desire?"

she repeated, rubbing her hands and curling up in her chair.

She actually thought she really understood.

"desire?"

Click.

The dancer in the black dress nodded, half-knelt on the ground, tilted her head slightly, and held Kate's hand with her slender fingers.

Click.

"my wish?"

Kate's mind was in a turmoil.

She didn't have time to think about questions like 'who is it', 'why did it break in', 'is this thing a human', etc. As the sound of 'click'...

She was sure she understood what the other person said.

"my wish?"

She squeezed its fingers, and the heat gradually climbed up her forearms and torso.

She was no longer cold.

'I want to dance as well as you, as gracefully and perfectly...' Kate muttered to herself.

At this moment, she finally realized that she might have encountered an 'opportunity' - an opportunity that most people would never encounter in their lifetime.

Coincidentally, she is the best at seizing opportunities.

fear?

She had nothing to lose.

“I want to be world famous!”

“I want to be the most watched person on stage!”

"I want to have amazing skills! Breathtaking dancing! A flawless singing voice!"

“I’m going to pursue it!”

“I want people to talk about art when they talk about me!”

She stared at the mask fiercely, as if trying to scare it away with her "extravagant hopes".

Thunder roared.

…………

……

"Is a week enough time for a person to be reborn? Ladies and gentlemen, I suggest you learn from Miss Kate Pasetti."

Unlike usual, there was only one person standing in the center of the dance studio today.

A woman with her swan-like neck held high, dancing slowly to the floating sound of the piano.

Kate Pasetti.

"Take a look! Maybe it's the mercy of the benefactor! Look at her skills and posture. I don't even want to raise my eyes - these may be too far for you."

The woman standing in the crowd's sight enjoys the jealous, flattering and envious looks.

Her senses became unusually sharp, and she could even hear the heavier and more rapid breathing of the people around her.

They are struggling to survive, while I have already embarked on a road full of flowers.

She succeeded.

Two days later, she was recommended by Paret Spencer to his former student.

The other person who successfully got the final screening spot along with her was Miss Payton with the pockmarked face.

This girl, whose dancing, singing, appearance and figure were not outstanding, had a mother who was a private tutor for aristocratic daughters and a father who was a senior clerk in the local county government.

She didn't get this position by herself.

Kate Pasetti thought maliciously, secretly cursing in her heart that she would not be able to pass the final test.

Let’s get back to the present.

After arriving at Lady Alesha's residence, she will undergo a half-month training here, after which she will be assessed by the musical troupe "Daisy of the Benefactor" - if she passes the assessment, she will become one of them, and at the end of the year, she will have the honor of performing on stage at Covent Garden - the Garden Theatre.

She hopes she can succeed.

However, the meeting with Mr. Paret's student, Ms. Alesha, the most popular musical actress at the time, was not very pleasant.

She met Kate in the drawing room.

Kate also met the man Mr. Paret called his 'most outstanding' student.

A tall and slender woman with long platinum hair.

When she was brought in by the servant, Lady Alesha was drinking tea in the living room. The afternoon sunlight blended with her long hair, like a stream of platinum flowing over her shoulders.

Kate thought she stood before her like a dim candlelight and the bright sun.

She is stunningly beautiful.

Also…

Very mean.

She only glanced at the uneasy guest, put down the teacup, and wiped the tablecloth again and again between her fingertips.

"How much did you give that old Spencer?"

Parrett Spencer.

Teacher Katie's name.

This statement completely shattered Kate Pasetti's fantasy of what the most famous and best opera singer should be like.

"Tell me how much you gave him, Miss Pasetti. That teacher of mine is not one that anyone would recommend—if you don't feed him, he'd rather you wait until you're forty to become famous."

Kate whispered back, hemming and hawing that Mr. Parrett Spencer wasn't like that.

But she thought of Peyton, who had pockmarks all over his face and danced ugly but was still chosen, and her voice became hesitant.

"At least I come before you based on my strength."

"When I was seventeen, I believed, like you, that everything can be done with strength." Miss Alessa was not dissatisfied with this. She crossed her legs, propped her chin up and observed her, "With strength? Then, let me see what strength you have."

(End of this chapter)