The Villainess is Tired of Everything

PAID Chapter 115

Chapter 115

We settled into the seats that Pitoll had reserved for us, allowing us to comfortably enjoy the play. Before the performance started, I had a quick word with the members of the troupe, proposing an additional idea. They eagerly accepted my suggestion.

The play began.

There’s something undeniably captivating about melodramas, no matter when you watch them.

[“How could you do this to me!”]

One of my favorite scenes was the one where a character gets slapped with a handful of flour dough.

‘I might be biased since I suggested that idea.’

I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction every time I saw it.

“I came here just to see this! That slap is everything!”

I could hear cheers from the audience, some of whom seemed to be regulars who had seen the play multiple times. Judging by the enthusiastic reaction, they were likely commoners who found the play worth every penny.

Their excitement made me feel proud as well.

After all, everyone loves a good dose of justice, no matter where they are.

Seeing Leadro again after a long time was surprisingly pleasant, though I couldn’t look at him for too long with Darcy sitting right next to me, watching him closely.

‘…He seems more tense than usual.’

Leadro’s voice trembled as he continued his performance, clearly nervous.

“Oh my goodness!”

The play moved on to the scene where the secret of a character’s birth is revealed.

The commoners, seeing this for the first time, gasped and covered their mouths.

Even those who had seemed disinterested before were now riveted by the shocking twist.

This was the power of the troupe.

“Watching it live is something else….”

Eaton, who had been watching the actors in a trance, muttered under his breath. Bella was equally captivated, her face flushed with excitement.

“I want to watch it again later!”

The play struck a perfect balance between fresh elements and familiar clichés, keeping the audience engaged while giving them something they could easily immerse themselves in.

Pitoll was a master at this.

Though I was focused on the play, I could feel the eyes of the audience on me.

‘It’s only natural since I haven’t appeared in public for a while.’

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