212. Polite Pervert

Sighing loudly, she saw Eno still sitting beside her as she mused over her own miserableness.

"Why are you still here?" She asked, the way she spoke sounded strange without her teeth.

"Back from thinking? Then I'm going." He only wanted to go on his own accord, not because she had thrown him out.

Laughing at her scrunched-up, ugly face, he went back to the neighboring city, the place where his own play took place.He reached for the binoculars, and looked at his fellow male lead. However, his eyesight was significantly better than the view the thing in his hands provided, so he had to tuck it away again.

Eno, who had his hands free of Mara Weiss, had the next bear-child misbehave. His male lead suddenly started to stop acting according to his script, not partaking in the vendetta he should have been eager to carry out.

His phone was vibrating, and he saw a message from the impatient Lance Walker,

'You forgot our deal?'