dessert and music

Living in the basement of the Paris Opera House, it really suits me.

Dark, gloomy, clammy environment.

Daloga saved my life and I'm really grateful for that.

The year I came to Paris happened to coincide with the renovation of the Paris Opera House, and I got involved in the labor team.Following the work team, I discovered the basement hidden inside the Paris Opera House.

I have settled here.And Daloga became my first guest.

Life here is boring, but during this time I figured out all the secret passages of the opera house.

Until one day, I heard a little girl's voice in the secret passage.I followed the voice and saw the girl—she was standing looking at the angel statue in the corridor, crying and whispering these things.

Suddenly she started singing—something like a Nordic ballad.I accidentally found that her voice is very nice, but maybe because she has not been trained, her voice is a bit jerky.

I hid in the secret passage and hummed a short part of the tune she sang.

"Where is who?" The blond girl looked around in a panic, but she didn't leave.I tentatively sang a few more lines, and the girl suddenly became agitated, and she looked up and asked—"Is that you? An angel of music?" I didn't answer.

"I'm Christine...Music Angel, are you here?" The girl named Christine said again.

"It's me, I'm an angel of music." I replied.

Since then, Kristen has returned to see me there every day, and I've always been there for her.

I started teaching her to sing, and she also improved very fast.And in other free time, I will make a few ditties.

During the time I lived in the basement, Daloja came back every now and then to bring me some food.I don't like to go out, the bright sunshine outside seems to be able to lift the mask on my face.

Madame Jules—now Madame Giry, she is the person I use to deliver letters at the Paris Opera House. I have never met this lady, and of course she has never seen me who calls myself "OG".

One day, Mrs. Geary suddenly recommended a bakery to me, and I found out that day that there was a secret passage to get there.

So I wrote back and asked Mrs. Geary to inform the proprietor that I would go there every week to buy some bread.

The first time I went there, it was a girl who gave me bread.Through her conversation with the owner of this bakery, I learned her name—Hilda, the female warrior.She seems to love making these sweet and greasy things, and it can even be said that she has reached a state of obsession - just like I do with music.

She went back and forth from the basement to the bakery many times, and she gradually grasped the rhythm of my arrival here.

What a smart kid.

Until one day, I asked her for a dessert.That's because I wanted to celebrate the debut of Kristen, who I had learned from a conversation with, that she also has a sweet tooth.Of course, I don't know what flavor she likes.

The girl named Hilda said that it would be delivered to the bars of the opera house in the afternoon, and I left a small bag of money as usual and went back to the basement.

Hilda arrived at the place as promised in the afternoon.

I opened the dessert she sent and took a look. It was named after a theater soprano—I don’t know whether to praise her or say she is self-righteous.

But in return, I gave her a ticket - a blank piece of paper with just OG written on it.I have written to tell Mrs. Geary to take Hilda to my box—the fifth.

After all, this is my guest.

Kristen's performance is brilliant, it's a must.And I, who was also sitting in the fifth box, found that Hilda, who has a sweet tooth, seems to like opera very much.

I took Christine down to my dungeon that night and Kristen was thrilled - she could finally see her musical angel.

But I found an unexpected guest there.

Looking at the hiding figure, I knew it was Hilda—she was such a curious little girl.

I ignored her.All my attention is now on Christine in front of me.

But I never expected that Christine would unmask me.

I cursed angrily, and at the same time looked at Hilda who was hiding aside—the intruder!

Christine was frightened by me, she trembled and didn't dare to look at me.

But I clearly heard Hilda's movement in my anger—someone took her away, it should be Daloga.

……

Since that day, I have often received some food and desserts in front of the secret door leading to the bakery.Hilda must have thought of me as her "rescue" benefactor.But I accepted it, after all, fresh food is the best treat in this dark basement - and in the meantime I found that I seem to like eating these disgusting desserts.

In return - I gave her another ticket.

And that night, Christine actually ran to the rooftop to meet her little lover—the Viscount Shani!

Anger was churning in my chest, and I covered my ears with my hands to prevent the sound of their duet from being heard.

Suddenly I looked down and saw a person behind the statue, it was Hilda!

Really should educate her well!

I jumped off the statue and grabbed her wrist hard, leading her to the torture chamber that had been used once.He opened the door and pushed her in, and then turned on the switch of the torture chamber.

—that was enough to make her feel better for a while.

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, let’s code some E angles.

I made up the E perspective today, and there is a time difference from the main text.

In addition, I started to update another article slowly (it can be updated slowly, every three or four days), but this one is still updated!

At this time, I love the manuscript box! !