I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"Hello..."

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Isn't this plot too dangerous?"

"It looks dangerous," Yukiko Kudo crossed her arms and pointed her fingers on her cheeks, "In fact, it was all arranged in advance~"

"That's really dedicated."

"Where are you going?" Kudo Yukiko asked.

Otoi Hiroshi lifted up the pure white sheets and turned his head, "Suddenly I feel like it doesn't look interesting here. Let's go to the venue or - backstage."

"You're not going to go out wrapped in a sheet, are you?" Kudo Yukiko whispered suspiciously.

"Bingo~"

Otoi Hiroshi smiled, holding the sheets in his hands and raising his head to look at her body.

"Yeah - it's very impressive." He praised subconsciously.

"N-Nani...?"

Kudo Yukiko subconsciously turned her body sideways, and thinking that her buttocks would be exposed to his sight, she opened the curtains in desperation and got in.

Two seconds later, she poked out her crimson face and asked weakly: "What on earth are you going to do—Hiro-chan..."

But Hiroshi Otoi was holding his chin at this time and murmuring:

"The height is 165 centimeters, followed by 94, 90, and 58. Is it such an impressive figure? Compared to Fujiko Mine, I can't even give in. No wonder she is so charming..."

"Hiro-chan..."

Otoi Hiroshi raised his head, Kudo Yukiko's rosy little face seemed to be dripping with water, and there was a faint grievance in her eyes.

"Huh?" He was slightly startled.

"How do you know this-"

……

on the stage.

"Miss, please calm down!"

Standing nearby, new manager Gil Andre shouted to stop Christina, played by Bermode.

"Where is Bukai?!" the old manager asked anxiously.

Then, he walked up to the two new managers and explained: "Bouquet is the curtain keeper, and he is responsible for related matters."

At this time, a burly bald man rushed over from one side, holding a bundle of ropes in his hand.

"Bukai! Oh my god, what's going on up there?" The old manager walked up to Bukai again and asked.

"Sir, please don't look at me." Buquet took two steps forward blankly and sang: "God is my witness, I was not on duty just now."

"Sir, there is no one up there. If there is, I think it must be a ghost."

"Here he comes, the phantom in the theater." Christina's frail figure floated past the front of the stage, her voice frightened.

"God, I have never heard of such a ridiculous thing." Richard Fairmont walked to the center of the crowd and raised his hands, "Miss, please calm down! This kind of thing is very common."

"Is this kind of thing common?" The fat Carlotta stood up holding his cufflinks. She shook her head slightly, her voice trembled, she gritted her teeth and looked at the two new managers and sneered, "Oh, you just arrived. Five minutes, what do you know?”

"Yes!" She roared in a low voice, her eyes widened, "This kind of thing is very common, we see it every day! In the past three years, this kind of thing has been very common."

"And you stopped this kind of thing?!" Carlotta rushed to the old manager and asked, "No!"

"And you are as bad as him!" She pointed at Richard Fairmont and sneered: "Is this kind of thing common?!"

"Until you make this kind of thing no longer common, don't let me perform." She suddenly burst out with emotion.

As the silk scarf in her hand was discarded on the ground, she left the stage angrily.

The scene was quiet and everyone was at a loss.

After Carlotta passed by the old manager, the old manager looked at the two new managers and smiled slightly: "I can only help you so far. Gentlemen, I wish you good luck."

As he walked, he waved his hand, "If you need me, come find me in Frankfurt."

"Wait, sir!"

The two new managers watched him flee as if they were running away, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Only then did the two realize what kind of mess they had inherited.

Richard Fairmont raised his hand, looked at everyone and said, "Carlotta will come back."

"Do you really think so? Sir." Mrs. Gilli walked up to him gracefully.

"Yes."

Mrs. Gilli said calmly: "I have news, sir."

"—from The Phantom of the Opera."

"Oh my God, you are all possessed," Gil Andre lamented loudly.

Mrs. Gilli said nonchalantly: "He is just welcoming you to his opera house and ordering you to keep Box No. 5 for his use. At the same time, he reminds you to pay his salary."

"Hahaha, his salary?" Gil Andre seemed to have heard some joke.

Mrs. Gilli turned her head and stared into his eyes, "The old manager Mr. Lefevere pays him 20,000 francs a month. Maybe you will be more generous. After all, Viscount Chagny is your patron."

"No, no, ma'am."

Richard Fairmont came over and said, "I wanted to announce this myself."

"Sir, will the Viscount come to the show tonight?" Mrs. Gilli raised her chin.

"He'll come to our box," said Gil Andre.

"Madam, who is the understudy for this role?" Richard Fairmont patted Mrs. Geary on the shoulder.

"Where did the understudy come from? This play is a new one!"

"Christina can sing, sir!" A girl pulled Christina's hand and came to the crowd.

"A dancer?" asked Richard Fairmont.

The girl quickly explained: "She has been studying with an amazing teacher."

"Which teacher?" Richard Fairmont looked at Christina.

Christina was obviously a little timid. She dropped her hands to hold the hem of her skirt and shook her head slightly, "I don't know, sir."

"Haha, can you believe it?"

Richard Fairmont shouted angrily: "The venue is full of tickets, but we can only cancel it!"

"Christina? What an interesting name." Gil Andre waved, "Does it have anything to do with the violinist?"

"He's my father, sir," Christina said, pecking her head.

"Why don't you let her sing a song for you, sir." Mrs. Gilli suggested. "That man taught her well."

"Really?"

Gil Andre waved his hand happily, "Then start from the beginning of the aria, madam!"

……

"Belmod's show has begun."

Otoi Hiroshi held Kudo Yukiko's delicate white ankle and looked at it carefully.

"Well..." Kudo Yukiko was sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in the exquisite dress he cut out of sheets. Itching and inexplicable emotions were brewing in her heart, "You can look forward to it a little bit."

"Although she is a member of that organization, she is certainly capable of being able to show her prominence in the American film industry, and her singing voice is really great." Even though she is a hostile party at the moment, Kudo Yukiko is not stingy at all in her support. Belmod's compliment.

"Um--"

"What's wrong?" Otoi Hiroshi raised his head.

She turned away and whispered, "It's a little itchy."

"Just be patient and I'll be fine soon."

"Hiro-chan." Kudo Yukiko suppressed the numbness on her ankles and asked in a low voice: "Aren't the clothes already made? Why do you need to measure your feet..."

Otoi Hiroshi's hand suddenly froze there.

"We may have to run all the time, and I have to ensure the stability of our shoes." He said seriously.

Kudo Yukiko bit her red and soft lips and pointed to the side of the corridor in frustration, "But aren't our shoes stored there?"

"This……"

Otoi Hiroshi rested his head and held the white jade feet in his hands. The grainy crystal toes were slightly curled up, and the insteps were stained with a halo of yellow.

……

——Brothers, I’m back! There are really too many things to do during the New Year, but I promise that I will start updating normally tomorrow. (Oh, I have to go to work tomorrow. I want to cry.)