roccoschili Chapter 180 Nighttime Story
Chapter 180 Nighttime Story
"Ugh... I'm finally out..."
In the alley outside the Zubair Theater, Nilu quietly peeked out from the alley entrance, glanced in the direction of the theater, and then quickly pulled her head back into the alley.
Outside the theater, lingering audience members gathered in twos and threes in the small square in front of the Zubair Theater, seemingly unaware of this deserted alley.
It should be... safe for now, right?
Nilu gently patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the thought of her outburst in the theater earlier made even the usually unreserved girl blush.
If the teachers see this, I'll definitely be laughed at for five hundred years!
Ugh...maybe I should just move to another country.
The little dancer, whose forehead was beginning to steam, stopped thinking.
"Since things have come to this, how about we find a place to grab a late-night snack?"
Mu Feng sighed helplessly, glanced at the crowd that still showed no signs of dispersing outside the alley, and lifted the small bamboo basket that was still steaming in his hand.
It is foreseeable that tomorrow's front-page headline of the Sumeru Daily will likely cause quite a stir.
That means...
A chill suddenly ran down Mu's spine; he felt as if the young lady's basement was beckoning him.
He suddenly realized that tomorrow, as a workday stipulated by the Order of the Church, diligently fulfilling his work responsibilities was the proper daily routine for a sage.
It's definitely not because I'm afraid of being stuffed into a sack halfway there.
But for now, let's appease the little dancer who's about to spit out mosquito coils.
So the two of them walked through the deep alley and quietly left the crowd through the other exit.
Leaving the alleyway and passing through several secluded paths, I climbed one or two marble steps. The somewhat oppressive darkness was instantly replaced by a vast and open starry sky.
The sacred tree branches out from the center, supporting the lush green canopy. One small branch secretly unfolds into a tiny platform, providing a resting place for the evening breeze.
"It's...beautiful here."
The soft starlight fell gently on the branches, and the moonlight, like water, shone into the girl's light blue eyes, making them sparkle.
Her initial unease miraculously subsided, and if the narrow branches hadn't prevented it, she would have even considered dancing again in the moonlight.
"This is a spot used by the Minglun School for stargazing, but since the deadline for final papers is still far away, naturally no students will be visiting."
Mu Feng patted off non-existent dust from the branches and winked mysteriously in Nilu's direction.
As for why he discovered such a place, it all started that afternoon when Seno dragged him and Tinaly into telling corny jokes for a whole hour.
That's why he never visited this frigid place again in the afternoon.
"Well... not everyone is a genius like you guys, Mu Feng."
"If it were me, I probably would have a hard time graduating from the Order Academy."
Nilu pouted slightly, mimicking Mu Feng's gesture of patting the dust off the branches, and gracefully sat down beside him.
Not everyone can pass the entrance exam for the Order of the Church with a perfect score at age six, plus spend a year completing all the graduation theses from the six major schools to obtain a degree certificate.
“Nel has her own special skills.”
Mu Feng smiled, carefully took the midnight snack out of the bamboo basket wrapped in lotus leaves, and scooped up a whole rice ball drizzled with sauce with a spoon and handed it to Nilu's mouth.
"Come on, we agreed to eat three, okay?"
"Hmm... that will make you fat."
Nilu's beautiful eyes curved into a lovely arc, and the rice mixed with poultry and fish made the girl's cheeks bulge, like a hamster with its mouth stuffed full of nuts.
"However, apart from my parents, many people don't seem to approve of me learning to dance."
At this point, the girl propped up her cheeks with a slight look of distress, puffed out her cheeks, and swallowed the food in her mouth with force.
In the land of wisdom, their art was never formally recognized by the scholars of the ecclesiastical academy.
In the eyes of wise men who stand high above, art is nothing more than another form of neglecting one's proper duties.
"Art is not a frivolous pursuit."
Mu Feng gently tapped Nilu's forehead, then cleared his throat and spoke with a serious expression:
"Even Mr. Clown, a five-star critic and president of Miss Nel's fan club, has stated this,"
"If one day the Faith Council bans Miss Nel's performances, he would rather point his gun directly at the Great Sage."
Meanwhile, at the Disciplinary Committee headquarters, a fan club president was having tea: ...
Some people are alive, but have been dead for a while; while others are dead, they still live on in other people's words.
It's just a joke.
"Puch."
"Brother Mufeng is making things up again. There's no such person."
Nilu covered her mouth and smiled, her eyebrows curving into crescents, and the slight trouble that had just arisen vanished in the joke.
Yes, there are still many people who enjoy her performances.
For this reason, she will continue to perform well, just like her teacher.
However, if you want her to perform solo, only one person will have that opportunity.
The girl turned her head slightly, her gaze gentle.
"Brother Mufeng, tell me the story of the desert."
Tell her stories of being away from Sumeru City for so long, about the dangerous or wonderful encounters in the desert, and about everything she didn't know but was incredibly curious about.
She doesn't want to be too far away from someone, even if it's a memory from the past.
The stories they told together were like her experiencing them with him, weren't they?
Nilu also vaguely remembered that when she was very, very young, so young that she could no longer remember, a little green fairy had told her this.
Ultimately, the forest will remember everything.
"This story is a bit long, I might not be able to finish telling it tonight."
Of course, this is a simplified, abridged version that briefly summarizes the content related to Farusian and Little Desia.
If the little girl found out that he went to the desert and brought back two girls, the family would be in a real jealousy storm.
Regarding this, Mu Feng said it was a great injustice. How could a good student who respected his teachers have any bad intentions?
However, completely concealing the clever young dancer's secret was clearly not an easy task.
"Hmph, is it really just that simple between you and your bodyguard, Senior, Brother Mu Feng?"
Nilu puffed out her cheeks, her fair little hands gently pinching the soft flesh of Mu Feng's waist, her eyes carrying a hint of threat.
A young girl's intuition is very accurate.
That very afternoon, my best friend Dina Zede came over to discuss the idea of building a shared basement.
"Hmph, as punishment, tonight, Brother Mufeng is only allowed to sleep in the same bed with Swan!"
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