[Theater]
William was sitting in the library-structured office, having already understood the situation of the past month through docunts. The theater had passed all inspections and was formally integrated into the Circus,
which ant that for the next formal performance, the theater managed by William needed to produce a corresponding program.
While William was writing the script, designing the scenery, and working on the related costu and prop designs,
Thump thump thump~ a knocking sound ca from the door,
"Co in!"
The door opened, and in walked Nash.
However, his condition was sowhat strange, wearing only a pair of beach shorts and carrying a bag over his shoulder.
Arriving in front of William, he directly opened the bag to reveal various torture tools inside;
a letter was also tucked into the waistband of his beach shorts.
"Nash, what are you doing?"
"Boss, I couldn’t et the test you gave ! As expected, I’m not up to the mark and don’t deserve to be your deputy. This is my letter of resignation.
Furthermore, since my failure has brought you trouble, please use these tools to give
the punishnt I deserve! From now on, I’ll revert to being [J], but if you need anything, boss, I guarantee I’ll be there at once."
"Hm? What test? Did I give you any test?" William scratched his head, unable to rember any such thing.
"It’s the task you gave , to secretly investigate Catherine. I couldn’t keep my identity hidden and was eventually discovered! Catherine has changed and beco very cautious. I’ve done my utmost, yet she spotted .
Clearly, my acting skills are not up to par!"
"I only asked you to do the task, it wasn’t a test... Besides, it doesn’t matter if you got caught. Tell
in detail what happened."
"It’s like this..."
As Nash described the process, William’s brows gradually furrowed.
"You went to the Clown House!? Aren’t you afraid that Art might kill you... I only ant for you to investigate from the outside, that place is too dangerous.
Moreover, you stayed on Catherine’s territory for so long, even I might easily slip up, right? Keep going, how exactly were you exposed?"
"Catherine seed to notice sothing off about
through so details, so she tried to make
touch her body! But she’s your woman, boss, how could I touch her... And so, wasn’t I exposed?"
"You fool, who said Catherine is my woman... What happened after that? She didn’t give you a hard ti, did she?"
"Art didn’t show up for so reason, and since Catherine and I are both deputies, we went to talk in the plaza area~ The conversation wasn’t pleasant. However, at the end of our talk, she asked
to bring you a ssage."
"What is it?"
"Catherine said, if you want to find out what has changed about her, you should personally go to the pool in the Clown House, where she’ll be waiting for you."
William nodded, "If she’s inviting , I better take a trip there, especially since there are no performances scheduled recently."
"You’re really going, boss!? What if it’s a trap... What if Catherine and Art plan to take the opportunity to kill you? If you die in the [Clown House], they can find a thousand legitimate reasons for the killing."
"Nash."
William suddenly leaned forward, his hands pressing against the surface of the desk, bringing his face closer to Nash’s.
"Yes, boss!"
"Do you really think that Art and Catherine together could kill ?"
At these words, Nash was taken aback, and he slapped himself violently on the lips, "I spoke out of turn! It was thoughtless of !"
"All right, I’m going to prepare to head there now. If there’s anything the theater needs, you take care of it."
William reached for his suit and put it on, adjusting his tie as he walked toward the door.
Behind him, Nash’s voice ca again, "Boss... I still haven’t received the punishnt I deserve for being exposed."
William popped up his collar and looked back at Nash with a special glance,
"Punishnt? You seem to like these tools quite a bit;
using them on you might not exactly be a punishnt, right? Throw away the letter in your pocket and don’t bring up resignation anymore.
For now, I’m still very satisfied with you."
As the words ended, the door closed in unison.
Left alone in the office, Nash bounced on the spot, burying his head into the floor partition, his face brimming with happiness.
...
William walked along Skin Bag Avenue outside the theater, with Madness Brain rapidly recalling the detailed process of Nash sneaking into the Clown House.
"Nash’s disguise ability is not inferior to mine, and he completely parasitized the brain of a poker-faced individual, acquiring their habits and mories, blending in with the engineering team, yet still got caught by Catherine.
This kind of nuanced psychology she was not capable of before.
Moreover, Catherine indeed has ties to the sea of the Old World.
Ever since I first witnessed her octopus trait, I could roughly conjecture this, but Catherine has never actively demonstrated it until now when her Heart underwent a change, and she started to display Deep Sea attributes.
If I go to the pool to et her, maybe I could understand more deeply her background... It might even involve the Mysterious Plague Master hidden in the depths of the Abyss."
As William had just stepped out of the courtyard gate, preparing to head to the Clown House... Thump~ Without warning, his chest muscles suddenly quivered.
Physical resonance,
Forced William to look towards another residential area at the current crossroads, the largest and most mysterious courtyard from which strange sounds often emanated.
"Mr. Rabbit?"
Just as William’s gaze shifted there, the gate opened.
A man in a black rabbit mask, wearing a black shirt and trousers that were a size too small, the "Rabbit Man" stood at the entrance, making an inviting gesture towards him,
"Mr. William! Please follow
to the Rabbit Club, Mr. Rabbit is waiting for you inside!"
"Alright."
Such an invitation could not be refused, Catherine’s matter had to be put out of mind for now, as he imdiately followed the Rabbit Man to this special residence.
Stepping through the pure white rabbit gate with defined muscle contours,
Waves of dynamic and rhythmic music ca from all directions, with a ’Muscle Band’ stationed in the courtyard, consisting of eighteen special Rabbit n, each with their talents.
Their upper bodies were uniformly dressed in waistcoats, revealing arms and abs,
Each stood at different positions in the courtyard, using various instrunts in sync with the vibration of their own muscles to play a lody-rich music.
As William listened to the band’s ensemble, his body imdiately felt a strong resonance.
He did not continue walking, but was completely imrsed in this rhythm. Through Madness Brain’s perfect control over the muscles, he made every muscle in his body vibrate along.
Yellow Skin could also sense that William was entering a beneficial state, feeling that he was achieving Physical Level growth under such rhythm,
Whoosh~ Suit, waistcoat, and shirt were all reigned in, only the trousers and leather shoes remained.
Beyond revealing William’s Whole-shape Body, his moist, profound, and dark abdominal Abyss was also on display,
Eventually,
The rhythmic vibration of his body slightly influenced the ’opening and closing’ of the abdominal Abyss, so kind of special Abyss Sensing was captured by William, under this intense rhythm it seed possible to connect the "Physical" with the "Abyss."
But just as William wanted to delve further,
The abdominal Abyss suddenly lost control and reacted with a spontaneous contraction,
A surge of severe colic pain struck, not just on the physical but also on the spiritual level, as if the soul was being completely torn apart.
William clutched his abdon, gasping deeply, his whole person dragged out of the rhythmic state... drenched in sweat, his complexion pale.
However, a new figure appeared in front of William.
Mr. Rabbit, wearing a tie, had arrived at so point and was currently bending over, inspecting William’s abdon.
He must have looked for a full five minutes before straightening up again,
Then reached out to squeeze William’s shoulder,
The Complete Shaper’s Body reacted intensely to the pinch of Mr. Rabbit’s fingertips, as if it could collapse and disintegrate at any mont.
Mr. Rabbit shook his head, apparently expressing dissatisfaction with the recent developnt of William’s body.
Still silent,
He turned and gestured with his fingers, signaling William to follow him to the club.
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