deltrittennovels #168 - Worthy of being Illya's wife (Please order)
#168 - Worthy of being Illya's wife (Please order)
Emma's next performance ended quickly, with nothing changed.
In the circus's dressing room, a few dim light bulbs barely illuminated a corner of the room.
In front of the mirror, Emma carefully removed her makeup and prepared to reapply a new layer.
Her face without makeup was even more adorable.
John gathered his courage and rushed into the dressing room, saying, "Miss Emma, stop it. There's no point in continuing like this."
"Don't look!" Her voice trembled.
It turned out that she had two scars on both sides of her mouth.
Everyone was shocked to discover that the scars on Emma's mouth when she dressed as a clown were not makeup but natural.
Emma turned her face away in panic, unwilling to let anyone see her ugly scars.
"It's because of these scars that I've never been very confident. I hate myself like this. This place is probably my eternal home."
John scratched his fat head with his paw: "But I think Miss Emma is also very cute like this."
"Really?" Emma raised her head, her beautiful, crystal-clear eyes filled with surprise.
"Really," John nodded, his eyes firm.
The three catgirls also nodded.
Iliya said, "Miss Emma, you need to accept yourself like this."
"Accept myself..." Emma murmured, lost in thought.
John added: "I'm not good at big theories, but I think everyone has their own unique charm. Even clumsiness can become your biggest selling point!"
Emma stared at John, her heart gradually opening up.
That's right, she could create a whole new form of performance. Since she was clumsy, she could use 'clumsiness' as a selling point.
As long as she went against the grain and exaggerated her clumsiness with exaggerated performances, maybe the effect would be good?
After making up her mind, Emma continued to perform on stage.
When juggling colored balls, she still dropped them, and the audience booed and pointed fingers, but she didn't care. Instead, she tried even harder to make mistakes, throwing the remaining balls into the distance.
The puppets whispered to each other: "Oh, I have to admit, although it's a mistake, this show is a bit funny."
Next was the unicycle performance.
She wobbled on the unicycle, quickly losing her balance, swaying left and right, as if she could fall off the stage at any moment.
However, she turned the sway into a unique dance, like a candle flickering in the wind.
"Pfft~"
Many puppet audience members couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.
Finally, in the fire ring segment, she braked suddenly in front of the fire ring, pacing back and forth cautiously.
Suddenly, her clothes were accidentally ignited by the fire ring, and she meowed in fright, rolling on the ground to put out the sparks.
"Puhahahahahaha!"
The audience couldn't hold back any longer, bursting into laughter and enthusiastic applause.
"They laughed, everyone finally laughed!"
Emma was so excited that she burst into tears on the stage, bowing and taking her leave.
At this time, the comments in the live broadcast room were also quite gratified:
"Wuwuwu, my wife finally succeeded, it's not easy."
...
Backstage, Emma was as excited as a child.
"Mr. Bart, that's great, the audience laughed. Can I graduate?" There was a hint of trembling and anticipation in her voice.
Bart behind the curtain was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "No, you are not qualified yet, you cannot graduate."
His voice was low and cold.
Iliya frowned, waving her pink fist: "Hey, why are you like this? Didn't you hear the audience laughing?"
Emma murmured: "Mr. Bart is always like this, only saying that I am not qualified, only repeatedly asking me to perform..."
However, after glancing at John, her voice changed from disappointment to firmness:
"But I am not who I was before, because Mr. John taught me to accept myself.
I'm sorry, Mr. Bart, although I know that we are the only two left in this circus, I still decided to leave here and see the outside world. Take care, sir."
"No—way—"
"I said, you can't leave!!!"
Bart's voice suddenly became extremely angry, and then the curtain was blown open by a wave of air.
Everyone then saw clearly behind the curtain that there was no one there, only a rusty mechanical puppet.
Its head was cone-shaped, its eye sockets were deep-set, it had no eyes, only two cameras emitting deep black light.
The mouth was a slightly cracked slit, simulating human sounds, which were transmitted from here.
The cylindrical body was covered with mottled iron sheets, with faded and peeling paint remaining on it.
The mechanical puppet's limbs were unusually strong, with sharp blades and claws on its arms, and its legs were covered with complex gears and steel supports.
Its back was a huge jet thruster, constantly hissing like a pressure cooker.
"How could it be... No, you are not the Mr. Bart I know!"
Emma covered her mouth in disbelief, standing there dumbfounded.
The mechanical puppet roared, the blades on its arms spinning wildly, and charged towards everyone.
"Be careful!"
The catgirls instantly stood in front of Emma.
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Iliya stood proudly, the skirt of her white dress fluttering gently, revealing white stockings that clung to her beautiful legs.
The mechanical arm stretched out its claws, making a creaking sound of metal collision, and attacked her.
Iliya didn't panic at all. She lightly jumped back to avoid the claws, then smiled charmingly, and the pancake in her hand began to spin wildly.
The pancake quickly formed a whirlwind, roaring up and blowing the mechanical puppet so that it swayed.
The audience in the screening room cheered excitedly!
Because this move, Iliya's "Pancake Whirlwind", is the move they use most often in the game, full of nostalgia.
"Tears, finally seeing the 8K high-definition animated version of Pancake Whirlwind."
"Come on, wife Iliya!"
The mechanical puppet stabilized its body, roaring and waving its arms.
biu~biu~biu~
It began to fire a series of rotating throwing knives.
Iliya tilted her head slightly, a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth, and a strand of white hair fell gently, showing her charming neckline.
Her delicate body began to dance lightly, dancing on the ruins of the circus.
Pieces of pancakes condensed in front of her, forming a huge pancake.
Clang!
The throwing knife hit the pancake, emitting a large number of sparks.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also excited:
"AWSL, my wife dances so beautifully."
"Damn, it's Iliya's 'Pancake Shield'!"
"I remember, in the early days of the novice wasteland, I relied on this skill to save my dog's life..."
Seeing that the throwing knife could not break the defense, the mechanical puppet became angry and started the jet device on its back, flying into the air.
At this time, Nikki and Sophia also joined the battle.
The cotton candy in Nikki's hand turned into candy bombs, flying towards the mechanical puppet.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, the cotton candy exploded in mid-air, releasing a sweet light.
The candy storm formed by the explosion caused area damage to the mechanical puppet, and the splashing syrup also made its body sticky and its movements slow.
Sophia, who was on the side, decisively seized the opportunity and quickly threw a series of circles.
These circles rotated at high speed, making a sharp whistling sound, hitting the puppet, causing it to sway from side to side, and then crashing to the ground with a bang.
The three catgirls seized the opportunity, and all kinds of colorful and gorgeous combat skills greeted the puppet.
The mechanical puppet made a violent creaking sound, and finally fell apart with an explosion.
The audience at the screening site and in the live broadcast room cheered at the same time:
"Ooh! My wives are so great!"
"As expected of Iliya, powerful and cute, I like her even more!"
"Damn, to be honest, this battle scene is amazing, whether it's the action or the light and shadow!"
"The design of the mecha is also very outstanding, with a full metal texture and sense of oppression, satisfying!"
"Finally seeing this level of knife light combat in domestic animation, tears!"
After the puppet fell to the ground, Emma worried: "Where did Mr. Bart go?"
John stood in a corner behind the curtain and said in a deep voice: "Is this who you're looking for?"