I Became the Leader of the Monster Circus Troupe

Chapter 166: Demon in the Bottle – 5

Maya hoped she had misheard.

The scene before her eyes.

The sounds she heard in her ears.

Everything contradicted her belief.

Wonderstein.

The man she admired, the one who always showed a reverent attitude even in front of hell, was now calling a grown virgin into the room and whispering for her to undress.

Sir.

Did I hear wrong?

Right?

Maya clenched her fists tightly as she looked at Reyna.

She expected a certain reaction.

It would prove she had misheard.

Unfortunately, Reynas reaction was contrary to Mayas expectations.

Her face turned red, then she nodded her head.

Uh, Ill undress.

She began to undo the knots and buttons on her clothes.

Mayas eyes watching this were filled with despair.

She threw off her coat.

Her top and bottom flowed down her curvy body one by one.

Wonderstein smiled as he admired her backside.

He was enjoying seeing his counterpart dignifiedly undress according to his words.

Maya felt like she was falling into the abyss of infinite darkness.

This was Sir Wonderstein?

This Reynas shoulders, waist, and legs gradually revealed their white skin.

Now, all that remained was the underwear she wore underneath.

He got up from the bed and approached her from behind.

Maya couldnt bear it and turned her head away.

She didnt have the courage to watch anymore.

I dont want to be here anymore.

She cautiously stepped back with trembling legs.

As she did, the clothes rustled against her back.

I Im here.

Come here.

Mayas chest tightened.

She had finally taken off all her underwear.

She hurried into the bathroom.

In the dark space, she leaned against the wall and took deep breaths.

She wanted to deny what she had seen.

She wanted to believe it was a hallucination.

Should I look again?

Maybe it was a misunderstanding.

Yeah. Sir Wonderstein has healed people through magic until now.

Reyna might have some illness on her body.

Right. Surely

Then, through the crack in the door, she heard the voices of the two.

Can you spread it a bit, Reyna? Its hard to put it in.

Okay. Be careful when you put it in. Its a bit small.

Maya gasped in surprise.

Their conversation was more explicit than she had imagined.

It does look like that for sure. Hm? But this ones pink. Hehe, its a bit different from your usual image, isnt it?

Haha, its, itchy. Th-theres a reason for that.

Enough!

She closed her eyes tightly, opened the bathroom window, and pushed the air with her telekinesis.

Each word exchanged between the two seemed to burn her brain cells white.

Her body swayed as if flying through the sky.

Wonderstein looked at the top Reyna handed to him.

This pink one with frills certainly didnt suit her, who played the role of an ice princess.

It was made a few years ago.

A few years ago?

Ill explain after Ive put it all on.

Alright.

Wonderstein made an effort to tuck her opposite arm into her sleeve. Perhaps because the clothes were small, they struggled and grunted together. The frill, which should have been around her waist, tickled between her armpits. She burst into laughter again.

Maya sat crouched on the roof of the villa.

It was the farthest place from Wondersteins room.

From downstairs, the sound of Womon snoring loudly could be heard.

The moonlight illuminated her pale face.

Her expression was still indifference itself.

But how many emotions were stirring beneath it would be hard for others to guess.

She stared into the void for a while.

What would the two of them be doing by now?

She didnt want to imagine, but the scene in the room played out in her mind.

Wonderstein caressing Reynas naked body, indulging in pleasure.

Reyna responding with pleasure.

The tiles around where she sat on the roof trembled.

Her magic was causing telekinetic waves on its own.

But she had no desire to control it.

Its not surprising, is it?

I knew.

I knew he was like that.

He becomes dissolute when involved with women.

She gripped the edge of her dress tightly until her white hands turned blue.

But why does he treat her so casually?

Using honorifics with me.

I offered to be your disciple.

But he refused.

Is he teaching her acrobatics?

Is that why hes talking so casually?

Why does he keep his distance from me?

Arent I his disciple?

Is she really his disciple?

Are you someone who sleeps with your disciples?

While being so affectionate towards a girl you barely know?

Maya continued to stare into the void with her usual expressionless face.

For hours.

Wonderstein.

He filled her mind.

Ironically, while she claimed to be his disciple, she knew very little about her master.

Just his name, age, and a few abilities.

Partly because of her inherently indifferent personality, and partly because he never opened up about his past.

She heard the sound of clock ringing.

She had been sitting on the roof until dawn.

Struggling to hold on to the telekinetic waves, she floated herself into the air.

She made her way back to her room, trying to avoid the direction where the directors room was.

She was curious.

What the director looked like now.

But if she happened to see the two of them writhing naked on the bed.

Or heard the sounds of the two of them making love.

If she were to face such a sight, she didnt know if her hearts canvas could withstand the shock and tear apart.

Even now, with her magic control crumbling, she was afraid of how it would affect her magic.

Back in her room, she lowered her head.

I have to erase this.

These emotions.

I have to empty it.

The canvas of my heart.

With determination, she went down to breakfast.

There were Wonderstein and Reyna.

The two exchanged awkward glances and engaged in formal conversation.

Maya chuckled inwardly.

Until now, she had been fooled by their acting.

Even when her factory tour was hijacked, she just thought it was bad luck.

But now she knew.

The two of them had clearly been sneaking around, enjoying secret rendezvous behind peoples backs since then.

It disgusted her.

Both of them.

But she suppressed her feelings.

After all, he was someone she had decided to erase from her heart.

She decided not to care.

While the group went to school to conclude the draft, she went to the cafe they had visited before.

The owner greeted her.

Guest, youre here again today.

She unfolded her notebook on the table and sat down.

But still, the schematics didnt come to mind.

The events of last night kept flashing before her eyes.

She lowered her head.

Madam, please give me something stronger than what I had before.

At her words, the owner covered her mouth with her hand.

Goodness. Can our little miss handle something stronger than that?

Its been tough.

Alright.

The old women immediately went and made the drink she had made the night before.

The amount of ingredients was the same as before.

But this time, she doubled the vodka.

She added two spoonfuls with a teaspoon as tiny as a ear.

With this, the alcohol content of the drink became 1%.

How is it?

Its definitely stronger.

Watching Maya describe a drink with an alcohol content less than half of beer as strong, the old women laughed inwardly.

Shes such a cute girl, calling this strong.

Feeling a bit relieved, she was able to erase the events of last night from her mind.

She continued to study the puzzle a little more before returning to the carriage.

There, the Assistant Director who had returned after two weeks was present.

While Maya had resolved not to pay attention, her gaze kept going to Ella.

She looked at the Directors hand resting on her shoulder.

Did he touch Reynas chest with that hand, or feel her up?

And did he put his hand in?

Would the Assistant Director know what happened during these two weeks?

Did you miss me?

To Ellas question, Wonderstein smiled and nodded.

Haha, I did. But there were good parts too. Reyna had abilities that Ella didnt.

Assistant Director, dont be fooled.

He didnt mean it in the way youre thinking.

She repeated that to herself.

As soon as she returned to the villa, she collapsed onto her bed.

It was definitely because of the previous days strain.

So she went out to the plaza again the next day, and the day after that.

It was to bury other problems by delving into logical problems.

Mostly, she ended up at the cafe where she had been indebted before.

The owner welcomed her warmly.

She now even gave her snacks for free as she talked to her.

This is a new product that will be out tomorrow. Try it.

She looked at the snack the old women offered.

Ive already tried it.

Huh? Where? Oh, dont tell me you went on the factory tour after hearing about it?

Yes.

Maya slightly avoided her gaze, feeling uncomfortable with her attention.

The old women didnt miss it.

She knew from experience what such behaviour from a girl meant.

Who did you go with? Oh, right. You said you were on a trip. Is there a guy you like in the group?

A guy she likes

Maya nodded her head absentmindedly.

Not interested.

Such a man.

A playboy who only messes with her mind.

No.

That was when it happened.

Wonderstein and Ella walked into the caf arm in arm.

Maya!

Director, Assistant Director.

The two sat opposite her.

The elderly waitress brought the menu, and the two ordered food.

Maya focused on the diagram written in her notebook.

She had to concentrate on it, or she felt like her gaze would wander elsewhere.

But her efforts were in vain, her attention kept diverting to the man sitting across from her.

Wonderstein immediately noticed and he opened his mouth to speak about her research.

Oh, thats

Ill handle it myself. Please dont interfere.

Her cold response made him back off with a charming smile.

Maya still respected him as her mentor, but in her current state of confusion, she didnt want to give him any opportunity to intervene.

Soon, the meal arrived.

The owner grandmother glanced at Mayas expression, then glanced at Wondersteins face.

There seems to be an age gap

Hes quite handsome though.

But he doesnt seem interested in our young lady?

Maya pulled a small pancake towards herself from the food on the table.

It was what she had ordered.

Ill enjoy this.

She said so and reached for the knife.

No, she tried to reach for it.

She stopped her movement as she looked at the two people sitting across from her.

Ella was staring at Wonderstein with folded arms, looking a bit mischievous.

He was wearing a slightly embarrassed smile.

She ignored the inner whisper telling her not to be interested and asked, Whats wrong?

Ella glanced at her and then opened her mouth with a mischievous smile.

I have someone feeding me today.

What do you mean?

Instead of answering her question, Ella just opened her mouth.

Oh.

Maya couldnt understand what she was trying to do for a moment.

Her actions, her words, were clear in their meaning.

But it was too difficult to accept because the place it was happening, the person doing it, the target being demanded of, were all too unreasonable.

Yet Mayas common sense was denied once again today.

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